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frickingnerd · 9 months
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tae takemi with a sickly s/o
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pairing: tae takemi x gn!reader
tags: fluff, established relationship, comfort, mentions of food
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tae first met you as a patient, but the two of you quickly fell in love with each other, given how often you visited her at the clinic
you weren't in good health and tae was constantly working on something to make you feel better
she's trying to put together some medicine to cure your problems and to help you get better soon
however, making her own medicine takes time, so she's mostly focusing on helping you through small things
she always got vitamins for you prepared and even made you a list of foods you should eat to improve your health
but to make sure you actually take this serious, she regularly comes over to your apartment, checking your fridge and even cooking for you if you're feeling worse than usual
after dating you for a while, she becomes so familiar with your health issues, that she has a cure for anything that could come up
she always carries around medicine for you, even if she's apart from you, just in case you end up needing her!
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getosugurugirlfriend · 2 months
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could you do tae takemi with a reader that struggles with self harm please
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Tae Takumi x self harming! reader
a/n: Hello anon, I was really rushing to get your request through and I hope it will help you through these things, just know you aren’t alone and you should reach out, when you don’t have anyone you can also chat with me :(. I am also someone that struggles with self harm, so don’t feel alone about it.
I tried making her from a doctor perspective/ friend, because I didn’t know how to write her in this case as a gf? I’m sorry
tw: self harming behavior, a brief mention of disordered eating, depression
I will proofread this tomorrow.
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☆ She will definitely know, she is a doctor. She will see right through you. When you tried hiding it from her, there was basically no chance of succeeding.
☆ When she first saw it she didn’t know how to react, she was conflicted about it, yes, you were her friend, but she didn’t really know how to comfort you and tried approaching you in a doctor perspective, as to not make you feel bad about yourself.
☆ Yes, she saw a lot of things as a doctor, even self harm scars. She knew how they looked and what to do, if they are fresh. She will treat them, while handling them she didn’t really talk at first, she was thinking about how to approach this situation first, to not make you feel worse about yourself.
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When she noticed that she hadn’t see you in a while, she got worried and went straight to your apartment, she knew about your mental health struggles, but she didn’t know that it got worse again.
As she arrived, there were no lights on, but she had the feeling you were at home, so she just hoped for you to come out and open the door for her.
She rang the bell and as she heard on the other side that there were footsteps, she was relieved at first, but then she saw you, basically a shell of yourself.
When she saw the state you were in, she got really worried, the eye bags, the paleness of your face, everything looked so dull.
As you let her in you went to the couch to sit down as you begun to talk she interrupted you with: “y/n what happened to you?”, you knew you couldn’t hide it from her for long, you didn’t have anyone else to talk to, she was your only friend, so you tried opening up to her. Due to the fact she knew how to take care of illnesses, it was a lot easier for you to talk about your struggles.
“Tae, you know how I talked to you about my depression?”
“Yes, y/n what about it?”
You sighed but continued anyways, “…I begun to relapse on self harm again.”
You got worried, as she didn’t react at first, she was keeping her calmness, but deep down you knew that she was shocked.
As she collected her thoughts again she begun talking, “Ok, I understand, did you eat today and when was the last time you took a shower?”
“No I didn’t, I felt too drained and tired, I showered the last time last week.”
“Ok, go showering and I will be preparing you something small to eat, we will talk about this, after you have showered okay?” She gave you a reassuring smile.
As you were done showering she already was done with making something that she knew you would enjoy.
You were both eating in silence, you tried finishing your plate, to have something in your system again after not eating for a day.
Tae saw that you were done with your plate for now, so she got up and took the plates to wash them, she knew that you couldn’t do it for now, so she tried helping you as best as she can.
She broke the silence again, “…Y/n is it okay if I see the scars? I want to make sure they are healing the way they should be healing”, when she was done explaining she tried to give her the best smile that she could do. You both were heading to your bedroom, so you could relax, while she treated you.
You were at this point really exhausted, so you didn’t really replied to it verbally, you just hummed at her.
She tried making it fast, so you won’t be getting to upset about it. “Y/n do you want me to stay over?”, she anxiously asked you, after she was done bandaging the wounds.
You nodded, you were on the verge of tears, as she saw this, she pushed you into her embrace so you can cry it out. She felt that you were beginning to become quiet and sleepy, then she knew you fell asleep from exhaustion, she still hugged you, but already made plans what to do for now, she also had planned that she will clean up your place, so you don’t have to worry about that.
“Sleep well, y/n.”
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amphibiahawks321 · 29 days
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[Y/N finished his nightshift]
M!Reader : Uuuuugh! Finallyyyyy!
[Enters Takemi's clinic]
M!Reader : Hey baby! How are you-
[Takemi immediately pins Y/N to the door]
M!Reader : .....
M!Reader blushing : W-woah...
Takemi : I miss you baby~
M!Reader blushing : i-it was only an hour shift dear
Takemi : That's a whole hour without you~
[Takemi starts kissing Y/N passionately as Takemi locks the door]
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thefoxtherapist · 1 year
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Akira was always particular to kiss. He kissed like he tried to always match your rhythm. While appreciated at times, you couldn't help but be a tad disappointed at his lack of initiation. Still he managed to be pleasant to kiss. His lips were always warm and never chapped. He had a surprising fondness for a vanilla latte chapstick he got at the import store. But for as much as he tried to match you, follow what you enjoyed most about kissing. His lips always curled into a smile after a few seconds too many. He couldn't help it! Something about kissing you always made him smile.
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Tae never had any issues leading. She was always forward. Once she'd opened up to you, she admitted it was because she was afraid to not take the chance. You were something she didn't want to let escape due to her inaction. It was sweet in a way. While she wasn't big on PDA, Tae rarely hesitated to give you a kiss before you left her office or before she left your place. Those ones were quicker typically, almost shy in a way. Her usual ones however, those were your favourite. They were always longer lasting, emphasized by her hands on your hips, fingertips gently pressing into your skin. 
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Sometimes kissing Goro was like playing an ongoing chess game. You could never really predict his next move. Sometimes it was gentle and soft, a hand on your lower back, the other by his side. The utmost respectful of men. Other times though, there was a tad more.. Passion. In his actions. Gloved fingers tugging you closer, lips moving hastily against yours. He certainly was something when he pulled back, eyes wide and cheeks flushed red. As if he couldn't believe his own actions. He always apologized when he got that like, but his flustered expression was always something to look forward to. Especially when you followed up with another kiss and the prince detective became horrendously flustered by it.
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Makoto was always respectful when she kissed you. Her arms around your neck, standing a respectful distance away from you. It was endearing really, she was very cute. Though her chaste and respectful kisses nearly never lasted. She'd get ten or fifteen seconds in before she pulled you in closer to her. Her eyebrows furrowed with determination, a rebellious spirit burned in her touch, in her kiss, her actions. Makoto was so used to being a certain way, acting a certain way. With you, that all seemed to melt away. With you she found her walls crumbling, and her kisses conveyed she wouldn't want it any other way.
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rekino2114 · 1 month
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Can I please get some Takemi fluff with a boyfriend that is painfully shy/easily anxious?
*Tae and y/n are on a date*
Y/n:Thanks for taking me here tae
Tae:it's the least I could do, I wanna spend my day off with my adorable boyfriend after all.
Y/n:*blushes intensely* t-thanks
Tae:Awww, you're blushing! You look even cuter like this.
*you blush even more*
Tae:You're so precious I just wanna squeeze and hold you forever. Actually, you know what? I'm gonna do it
*she hugs you tightly and presses your head against your chest while your face basically becomes a tomato*
Tae:Do you like this baby?
Y/n:y-yes it feels nice
Tae:Thanks o love this too but I love you more *kisses his forehead*
Y/n:i-i love you too
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obbystars · 8 months
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I made a silly thing for my silly fic
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if you’re interested, the link’s under the cut
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manias-wordcount · 7 months
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Doctor's Orders (Tae Takemi)
Kinktober 2023 Day Twelve: Medical
𝙒𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚? ⇒ 𝙈𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩
𝙟𝙤𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙙 𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙚𝙧?
𝙗𝙪𝙮 𝙢𝙚 𝙖 𝙘𝙤𝙛𝙛𝙚𝙚?
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“What do you feel when I touch you there?”
  That’s it. That’s the golden question. The question that had your wide eyes and face flushed in front of her. The question that has you biting at your lip and breathing in nice and deep every time something happens. The question that had you dropping your panties to your ankles and flipping up your skirt as you laid down on the cloth she set on her examination table. Legs up in the air and lower lips spread open wide. All for her to “examine” you. To touch you where you’re too afraid to let others touch you. To feel you where you’re too fearful to even feel yourself sometimes. 
  So that’s the golden question. How do you feel when she touches you there? Well, it’s simple. It’s horribly, completely, embarrassingly simple.
  “G-good…It feels good, doctor…”
  So unbelievably good.
So good that it’s getting really, really hard to stay quiet. Beyond all the sounds your mouth makes, you’re getting noisy. A little too noisy for the doctor’s office you presumed, but Dr. Takemi hasn’t quieted you yet. Even so, you can’t help but feel self-conscious. Your every loud breath as your chest heaves up and down from the sensation. The every lewd shift of your hips and how it makes material below you crinkle as your feverish skin brushes against it. Even right down to the loud, wet sound that your body is making on its own. As if to punish you for your own prudeness. But there’s no denying it. It’s all in your face. It’s all in your body. From the curl of your toes to the sweat starting to bead against your brow. 
  It feels so unbelievably good.
  Though at your words, Dr. Takemi shifts her eyes onto yours. You try to pretend that you didn’t see how her gaze flickers over your lips as you bite at them in an attempt to keep all the tiny little moans and gasps of pleasure back. But there aren’t many places for you to lay your own eyes upon. You know this room too well to let the posters and decor distract you. And the position you’re in makes it hard for you to move around too much- without disrupting her work at least. Besides, it’s a little hard to focus on anything else but the first doctor you’ve ever felt comfortable with since moving to Tokyo for work when she’s right here in front of you. 
  Especially since she’s the one with her fingers currently buried deep, deep, deep inside your cunt. 
  “Interesting,” Dr. Takemi mumbles from above you, obviously in deep thought. But never once down she slow down her movements inside of you. It’s been this way ever since she coated her fingers in that substance and pushed them past your pussy lips to get an understanding of your “anatomy” as she told you. But she’s been at it for a good couple of minutes. And if anything, her fingers are starting to feel a bit faster inside of you and your clit is starting to feel a bit more neglected. They’re starting to stretch you out a little more. With scissoring motions that fight against your tight, tight inner walls in order to be made possible. With choppy motions of sliding her fingers in and out and in and out at the same time. Fighting the natural resistance your body seems to give at every chance. “Most girls aren’t this tight inside. And even so, they tend not to feel much pleasure from any sort of vaginal penetration like this. But you?”
  Your cheeks start to burn. 
  “You’re so sensitive to it.”
“I’m sorry,” You mumble, trying your best to avert your gaze. A familiar feeling of shame starts to wash over you. One that you can never explain, but one that you know all too well. Because it’s the same exact feeling of shame that made you take until you went off to the big city to start university to try seeing a doctor about this. And it’s this same exact feeling that had you waiting a year to speak to Dr. Takemi about this problem of yours. Even though you found her within a week of arriving at your little flat in Yongen-Jaya. “I told you it was weird. I’m really, really sorry about this, I-”
  “Don’t apologize.” She cuts you off. That same no-nonsense tone in her voice as always. Though now, she’s turning her eyes to meet your gaze directly head-on. It’s embarrassing feeling just how intense her gaze is now that she’s watching you and only you. Not your chest to watch for your breathing. And not even her fingers as they disappear inside your cunny only to reappear a few seconds later, all wet and messy as it becomes more and more covered in your slick arousal. “I would like to try something though. Is that alright with you?”
  You hesitate a little. Your eyes shifted over her face to try to get a read of what she wanted to try before ultimately giving up and deciding to nod your head. She tuts at you.
  “I need verbal consent.”
  “Oh- um, yes.”
  “Good. Now…” She responds back immediately after you give her the go-ahead. A breath of silence passes between the two of you. And another. And another. And another. And another. Until finally, it’s broken by the quiet but not nearly silent enough sound of her fingers siding out of your pussy ever so slowly. They drag and drag and drag along your sensitive inner walls. And it’s embarrassing at just how loud you moan at the drawn-out feeling. You practically feel yourself tighten up around her, giving resistance to the mortified feelings of pleasure that you had been feeling all session. But eventually, her fingers finally free themselves. And your fluttering walls are left seeking them out silently, awaiting her next move. But luckily, she doesn’t make you wait a year like you did yourself. “Your safe word is Red, got it?”
  “Wait- what-?”
  But she does make you scream for it.
  Because as soon as the words leave your lips, there are two- three fingertips taking turns to rub furious circles into your previously neglected clit. It causes you to cry out in surprise- hips rising almost instinctively to meet her hands and buck into them while also trying to run away from the feeling. But Dr. Takemi doesn’t seem to like it when you move like that right now. So she goes from letting one hand hang at her side to placing it on your lower stomach with a surprising amount of force. Enough to keep you rooted in place. And enough to make you feel it. 
  That burning sensation growing inside you. The one you can’t help but desperately want to escape.
  “Oh- Doctor!” You call out, voicing growing all whiny and loud as she rubs at your clit even faster than before. Before, you could just barely tolerate touching your own clit. Your little bundle of nerves was always so sensitive- always so needy. But pushing down on it too hard or rubbing it too fast always sent you gasping and squirming a little too much. It made things feel too extreme too quickly. That, coupled with the tightness of your inner wallers? It made it impossible to ever get yourself off. Even on the nights that you were desperate. Even on the nights when you couldn't help but think of a current crush or a celebrity you see on TV or even a scene you watched in a dirty video. Your body made it impossible. But yet, here Dr. Takemi is. Doctor, I- Oh my god!”
  Changing her hand’s position to allow for one finger to still play with your clit and to have two other fingers plunge into your soaking wet pussy once more with enough force to drive you insane.
  “You need to stay as relaxed as possible.” You can hear Dr. Takemi direct you from above. But right now, she’s just saying words at you. You can barely hear over the sound of your own moans. You can barely think over the feeling of your own heartbeat. Racing and racing and racing as those two fingers fill your warm, warm core and stretch you out. Even more than before. Scissoring and drawing circles to playing with your wet, spongy insides and pressed at buttons inside of you that seem to only turn you on further. It makes the feeling in your lower stomach- the one that Dr. Takemi keeps pressing down on even more overwhelming than before. “If you’re close, you need to let it all go.”
  And you don’t think you can take it. You don’t think you can take it at all.
  “I- I can’t-” So you tell her that. You tell her that with a near sob in your throat as fingers still crook themselves in your insides- making a come hither motion that turns nearly half of your words and sounds and breathes into senseless, near-pornographic moans of pleasure. Your body feels like it’s on fire now. It feels like you’re going into overdrive. And for someone who is barely able to touch themselves- it feels like too much. Too, too, too much. “Doctor, I-”
“You can.” She shoots back simply. There’s no doubt in her voice. No hesitation either. But she’s not you. She doesn’t know this feeling- the feeling of the pit growing in your stomach. Of the coil across your body- stretching and stretching until it’s about to snap. She doesn’t know nearly every time she shoves her fingers against that certain part of your insides, you’re not just gasping. You’re seeing stars. “You will.”
“No. No, no, no- I can’t!” You cry out once more, legs starting to shake. And this time, it must be Dr. Takemi that has trouble hearing what you have to say because she decides to take that hand off of your lower stomach in favor of using the entire thing to rub at your clit while the fingers inside of you move faster and with more purpose than ever before. Now that feeling inside of you- it’s like the sun. It’s burning. Burning- burning so bright and the sound that your pussy makes. It’s so fucking wet. It’s embarrassing. It’s overwhelming. It’s too much. It’s so fucking much. “Please Dr. Takemi! I can’t take it! It feels so weird- I can’t, I-”
  “You can. You will.” She repeats despite the fact that you’re shaking so hard there are tears on building in the corners of your eyes and a scream locked in your throat. But she looks at you from behind her bangs- the same, almost gentle and encouraging look on her face that got you to trust in her to take care of you. To find out what’s wrong with you. To make you feel better. No matter what. So you ignore the way your body clenches around her. You ignore the embarrassingly wet sound your pussy makes as she finger fucks you like there’s no tomorrow. And you ignore every instinct you’ve built up over time- telling you to keep your walls up high and to never let them fall down. “So let go for me.”
  And you listen to her.
  And you cum.
  For the very first time in all your years of living, you let an orgasm roll over you. You let yourself see nothing but white and hear nothing but the sound of your long, drawl-out moan of absolute euphoria. You’ve clenched up even more this time,  but somehow Dr, Takemi still keeps fucking you through every second. She keeps murmuring words of encouragement. Words that make you feel dirty. Words that make you feel sinful. Words that make you feel good. And in between the calls of being “such a good girl” and being told how you “moan like you’re built for this,” you’ll feel something soft brushing against your skin. Sometimes your cheeks. Sometimes your nose. And even sometimes your lips. 
  And when you can? You always put forth an effort to kiss Dr. Takemi back. It’s the least you could do. She’s been good to you in the past. So you can be good for her now.
  Though sometime later, when you’ve finished cumming and whining and moaning and you’ve lost all the strength to keep your legs up, she’ll get a towel to clean you off and explain what she was able to gather from this examination. You won’t be able to understand a lot of the words that she uses when she starts explaining things to you. But she promises to send you a few articles to read when you come back for your next examination. 
  However, what you do know and can understand pretty clearly is that you’ve made a mess of her office. A mess that surprised her as much as it surprised you. After all, neither of you knew that you were a squirter. Especially one with so much reach that you managed to soak both her, yourself, and a couple of important documents. So it can’t really be held against you. However, it doesn’t change the fact that you do need to make it up to her somehow.
  But don’t worry. You’ll be able to repay her for her kindness and make up for your mistakes. She did say she needed someone to take a couple of pills at the beginning of her session. And what’s the harm in that? Besides you trust her. You trust her more than anything. And beyond that?
  She said that these pills can make you feel as good as she made you feel. And possibly? Even better than that. 
  As long as you follow the doctor’s orders, of course.
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randoimago · 2 years
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Persona 5 Masterlist
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check the fandom list to see who I write for
Also for some reason links don’t work on the Tumblr app so use your phone’s web browser instead because that seems to work (at least for me it does)
halloween 🎃 // winter ❄️ // valentines ❤️
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Phantom Thieves
Persona 5 Ladies Relationship Headcanons pt. 1
S/O Has Crush on Phantom Thief Sona // Part 2
Phantom Thief Girls Video Game Headcanons
Phantom Thief gals+Sumire find their s/o's shadow. How do they deal with it?
Finding Out Reader is a Necromancer :: 🎃
Phantom Thief Boys + Akechi Being Gifted Plushies of Their Persona
Hearing Their Favorite VA on Critical Role
Reader Introducing their Boyfriend to the Phantom Thieves
Platonic Affection Headcanons
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Akira Kurusu / Ren Amamiya
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Ann Takamaki
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Futaba Sakura
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Haru Okumura
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Makoto Niijima
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Ryuji Sakamoto
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Yusuke Kitagawa
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Confidants
Ladies Relationship Headcanons
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Goro Akechi
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Hifumi Togo
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Munehisa Iwai
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Sae Niijima
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Sadayo Kawakami 
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Sumire Yoshizawa
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Tae Takemi
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Takuto Maruki
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Yuki Mishima 
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Strikers Specific
Alice Hiiragi
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Sophie
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Zenkichi Hasegawa
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the-ultimate-puppteer · 9 months
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I'm sorry! Could I get some Tae headcanons involving a date night at her place?
Tae takemi date night headcanons
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•If there's one downside to dating Tae it's that she's very busy a lot of the time thanks to reputation being cleared
•But don't think that means she's not going to be making time for you because you'd be dead wrong
•Afterall you mean a lot to her, which is why she started adding date nights to your schedule where she can dedicate at least a day to you every week.
•It's just what keeps your relationship working and so the love doesn't die down
•Now when it comes to date night sometimes you go out but it's usually at her place
•It's just where she feels most comfortable
•And with that she takes up the task of cooking, and is she a fantastic cook
•On date night you get to choose the activity you'd like to do one week while she gets to choose on the other
•And most of the time she's going to be choosing to watch a movie that you've rented
•She likes it because the two of you get cuddle on the couch
•On top of that it sets the mood where after the movie is over with she gets to be intimate with you
•Needless to say, date night is probably both of your favorite times of the week
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narrators-journal · 3 months
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Check up
So, this took me so long to pick a specific scenario to go with. I may have missed a bit of the prompts, but I feel I at least included them on some level. Teasing is there in a verbal sense? I’m trying to shake up how I portray teasing, so it might’ve been a bit too vague here, hand jobs are sort of included, and oral is def included lol. Sorry if it’s not perfect, I’m not the most confident with takemi, which probably didn’t help my struggle to pick a scenario for her lol.
CW: Oral, blueballing makes a return, handjobs a lil bit, some teasing energy at least? I kinda suck with teasing prompts recently.
As the sun set outside, Takemi wrote out the last notes of her latest experiment in her quiet, empty clinic. With only the buzz of the lights and the creak of her chair beneath her to keep her company as she worked. At least, until she heard the chime of her clinic’s door being opened and closed.
So, she got up from her desk to look out into the waiting room to find a...A gorgeous man in his early to mid twenties. “Hello, may I help you?” She asked while her dark eyes drank in the man’s appearance. “Uh, yeah, actually. I need a check up done for my job, but I don’t really have a lot of money for a big hospital? Could you give me a reputable check up?” He asked, his voice just as nice as his appearance. So, Takemi hummed with a glance to her watch. I should logically turn him away. I’m only twenty minutes from closing up, and I don’t need more paperwork. She mused, but, when she glanced back at the man, an idea took root in her mind. “Yeah, sure. Right this way.” She hummed, and the man obediently followed. Once inside, Takemi pulled out a clip board and found the right paperwork to start the exam while the man sat on the cot against one of her walls.
And, while it wasn’t appropriate, Takemi found her core warmed when she put the stethoscope to the man’s chest to hear a strong, healthy heartbeat and feel his muscles beneath the thin fabric of his t-shirt. A heartbeat that noticeably picked up when the man could see her cleavage when she leaned over. "Hm. Seems your heart is plenty healthy.” She hummed, straightening to take note of his vitals. “Do you mind taking your pants down?” “huh?!” The man squawked, but Takemi’s dark eyes barely lifted from the paperwork. “I’m being thorough. I need to check for stds or any signs of illness.” She fibbed. But she was firm in her tone, so, with a bit of hesitance, the man got up and dropped his pants as he’d been instructed. Good boy.
With that, she put the clipboard down to begin her examination. First with a scan of the bulge in his boxers, the muscles of his legs, and the tone of his skin. He was quite the impressive specimen indeed.
So, she reached out and ran a finger down from the bottom of his ribs, over his belly, and to the waistband of his boxers to hook her finger under the elastic and tug it down. “Miss Takemi?” Her patient asked, a red dusting over his cheeks as he stared at her with wide eyes. “I’m just being thorough,” She hummed simply, her own eyes focused on the semi-hard cock that slipped from his boxers as she pulled them down. “If you have an std, it could affect the check-up.” She said, another lie, but the man didn’t seem to know that, so he just gulped down his nerves and allow her to wrap her fingers around his healthy length. “Your cock seems rather healthy,” she noted as she began to slowly stroke him. “U-um...thank you?” He said, the nerves evident in his shakey voice. But, Takemi didn’t say anything else as she pushed him to sit back down on the cot so she could get on her knees between his feet.
Once face to face with the cock, she was extra impressed by the look of it. It was a good girth, and a nice length that would surely fill her up nicely.
Takemi smiled a bit to herself as she let her tongue slip out to swirl around the head of her patient’s cock, the sweet taste of his pre-cum strong on her tongue the same way his light gasps from the heat of the wet muscle were music to her ears. “U-um, miss Takemi, is...this really necessary for my check up?” The man asked again, breathless, with a stronger hue of red to his cheeks. “Of course, sir. I need to be sure of your sexual health.” She hummed, her tongue pulled away from his cock to simply press the leaking tip to her cheek playfully. “Do you want me to stop? You can always go to a different doctor who isn’t as...thorough.” She hummed, her dark eyes fixed on his face to study the way his cheeks continued to darken into red hues. “Of course, those cost more money than I expect you to pay.”
As she said that, her patient’s expression changed to a darker expression at the recollection of a certainly light pocket book. So, Takemi began stroking his impressive length to regain his attention so she could offer, “Of course, maybe if your healthy enough to help me with a little something, I might consider this a freebie exam.” Which, seemed to cheer the man up. That, or the slow, tight strokes of her fingers had his brain melted into a puddle like an ice cream cone on a summer day.
Either way, he nodded dumbly at her suggestion. So, the gothic woman wrapped her lips around the tip once more to suck gently and watch his eyes slowly glaze over from nothing but her teasing ministrations. Which, sent a thrill down Takemi’s spine as she sat on her knees on the cold tile floor of her examination room. So, she went ahead and rewarded the man. Her lips allowed to slip lower on his shaft until his cock sat heavily on her tongue and she could feel a shudder run through his body even before she began to bob her head.
Though, when she did move her head, she got the satisfaction of her gorgeous patient’s low groans and moans each time she swirled her tongue around him or added a bit of suction to each upstroke. Especially when she used her hand to stroke the parts she decided to neglect to draw out each twitch and throb of his member on her tongue.
However, as much as she enjoyed his moans and pants, the dark-haired woman pulled off of his dick to smile at the eager erection that stood before her. “I think that’s enough for today, though. I think it’s best to hold off on some tests. For now, I’ll prescribe you some medication for your current issue, but you’ll need to come back so I can make sure the issue is solved.” She said simply, back to her professional demeanor as she got to her feet to grab her little book and note down her suggestion before the man sat upon the cot could formulate a response.
In fact, he seemed to be at a total loss for words. So, Takemi simply stood him up and fixed his pants to give him his prescription and shoo him out before he could try to argue so she could finally close up and get home.
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frickingnerd · 9 months
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Confidant Masterlist
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Yuuki Mishima
first kiss with mishima - headcanons
Sae Nijima
sae nijima dating a competent airhead - headcanons
Takuto Maruki
made for each other (in every conceivable way) - oneshot
exes to lovers with maruki - headcanons
Tae Takemi
tae takemi with a sickly s/o - headcanons
Munehisa Iwai
getting distracted (by your touch) - oneshot
Hifumi Togo
hifumi's s/o gifting her a lucky charm - headcanons
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dinneronvenus · 9 months
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Doesn’t Matter Now
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⭑ Gojo x fem reader
⭑ inspired by the song “doesn’t matter now” by flyingfish (listen to that while you read for max effect)
⭑ tags: ANGST ON 100, description of a jujutsu technique that forfeits the sorcerer’s life, death, a funeral, a hopeless and depressed Gojo goes to a medium, hinted reincarnation
⭑ synopsis: Gojo already lost his only true friend, so he never thought losing a woman could hurt him so badly
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“There’s nothing you could’ve done, Gojo. You didn’t even know.” Utahime spoke softly, her own pain wanting to break through in her voice. “Nobody did.”
Gojo remained silent, eyes glazed over, a cocktail of negative emotions mixing in his mind. He couldn’t even look at Utahime, whose outfit would remind him of you. They stood in the ruins of the shrine your family had built and ran for generations. It had come under attack by many cursed spirits and you had fulfilled your duty to protect the people who lived and worked there, as well as its secrets. With everyone else safe, it would be rebuilt and restored to its original glory, something that should have been a silver lining.
“It is not uncommon for a high priestess to give her life for her people.” Utahime said, voice breaking at the end. This brought Gojo even less comfort.
“You think I don’t know that? You think I hadn’t heard her say those exact words to me before?!” He snapped, still not able to take his eyes off the scene in front of him. It was Utahime’s turn to stay silent.
In the middle of the leveled temple, there was the evidence of your bravery. A set of heavy stone doors bearing an ancient inscription, left open by whatever you had summoned to walk through them, loomed over the two sorcerers. Gojo already knew they’d be used as a gate to honor your memory and remember your sacrifice. His eyes begged to see any scrap of you in the rubble. Maybe this was just a trick, and you were hiding behind one of the doors.
“What could her technique have been to have killed her in the process?” He whispered to the open air, not thinking anyone could’ve heard him.
“Gehenna Gate, it is a technique with the highest of costs,” A raspy voice broke the unbearable quiet. It was your mother, who despite everything, managed to keep a small smile on her face for your surviving friends. “I am sorry she never told you that properly. She wanted to protect you, in her own way.” Her hand came down on Gojo’s shoulder and the kindness in her touch almost burned him alive.
“I didn’t… I wish she…” Gojo stuttered out, hot tears stinging his eyes. Your mother pulled him into a hug, shushing him like a child.
Five days later, your funeral was to be held at your family cemetery in the mountains overlooking the temple. Gojo had no idea how he would survive that. He spent the time until your funeral looking for someone who could communicate with the dead. Thanks to his power and connections, he found one the night before and prepared himself to have one last conversation with you.
“Welcome, sir. I assume you’re here to see Mistress Takemi?” The young man spoke just loud enough to be heard over the jingle of the bell from the door shutting behind him.
“Yeah, and she knows already so I’m just gonna head back there,” Gojo sauntered through the foyer and down the hall to the back room where a woman in black and purple robes standing over a large glass table was waiting on him.
“Welcome Satoru,” she spoke cheerfully with a deep voice that echoed her years of life.
“Don’t call me that. Can we get started?” The overly familiar attitude irked him. The woman cleared her throat and dropped her cheerful act.
“I suppose we can get right to it then.”
The woman had a technique that essentially made her into a human ouija board. Her hands rested on the glass table and it began to glow a soft greenish-blue. Gojo could see the dark circles and puffiness of his eyes in the reflection, suddenly feeling ashamed of himself for being this unable to accept that you were gone.
“Satoru?” His name again, but this time he could hear your voice mixing with Takemi’s voice. He said your name in disbelief, tears of joy in his eyes.
“Yes, yes! It’s me, I wa—”
“You can’t do this, Satoru. It’s against the laws.”
“Please, don’t tell me that right now. You hid so much from me, please just let me ask you one thing.”
Silence. Fearing he’d miss his chance, he went ahead with his question.
“Did you ever really love me?” The depth of sadness and desperation in his voice was unbearable to you, even in your disembodied state. “Why couldn’t you have told me? I could’ve helped you, I would’ve done anything to have saved you.”
“In the mountains where they’ll bury me, follow a trail that begins with pink and white flowers. You’ll find everything you want to know at the end. Goodbye, Satoru.”
“No, no, no,” He wiped the tears from his face and gripped both of Takemi’s shoulders, shouting. “Please come back! I can’t do this again!”
Regaining full control of herself, Takemi pushed Gojo off her and had him escorted out of her shop. The whole world was one hideous shade of grey. He walked for a while with no destination in mind but the grave. He wanted to go find that trail right now but he didn’t have anything else left in him. He wanted to sleep for the rest of his life. Returning home, he set his alarm and went to bed with your instructions in mind.
Utahime and Gojo walked with each other up the mountain to the funeral site. Utahime thought it was odd but refreshing to see him dressed in more traditional clothing. Just one more thing that only you could get him to do.
Everyone took their places, and your father stepped up to the podium. “We are gathered here to send our beloved high priestess to her place of final rest with her ancestors…”
Once the funeral was complete, no one but Gojo, Utahime and your mother lingered too long.
“I’m sorry again for your loss, ma’am.” Utahime said, bowing deeply. Your mother gave her another one of those wise, otherworldly smiles.
“I don’t think I’ve really lost her.” She said before taking a last look around the cemetery and turning to leave. “Why don’t we give him some space?” She motioned to Gojo and Utahime followed her.
Now alone with your memory and your ghost, Gojo began to look for this trail you had mentioned. It took him a while to find it but when he did, his path to the end was quick. It led to a small clearing where the grass was lush, and he was consumed by the smell of many different kinds of flowers and plants. The sight of the small garden was as beautiful as you were to him.
Looking around for anything that could be the answer you spoke of, he saw a faint bit of energy coming from inside a tree. When he got close to the tree, he found it had a hollow spot in it where you’d left a diary. He fished it out and walked to a shaded place in the clearing to begin reading it. Every page was an entry about the two of you together. All of your private feelings from when he was just a crush, and once you had gotten closer, you even glued in pictures you’d taken together.
Gojo couldn’t control his tears or hide his sobs. His body shook against the tree as he held the diary close to his chest. He calmed down enough to continue reading it, with the last entry being dated a week ago.
She knew she was going to die… He thought. You had written about the rise of cursed spirits in the area of increasing numbers and strength and how you felt like it was time for you to fulfill your duty to your people. More than that though, you wrote about how you wished you could have told Gojo. How you wanted to stay with him forever, how he was the only thing you’d ever loved as much as you loved the Gods, and how because of that you wanted to make sure he was safe and didn’t have to fight for once.
It was all too much, Gojo swore he would drown in his own tears right there. The wind picked up and blew the diary’s pages, landing on entry from before you two had met.
6.25 — Training Notes: after a long session of training and studying my technique’s history in my family. I have learned of a way I might be able to circumvent its cost. If I summon a deity of destruction that has the ability to reincarnate, then I will reincarnate too! One of my ancestors did that long ago, although it took 59 days for them to come back.
Gojo couldn’t believe what he was reading. He wiped his eyes on his sleeves furiously and scrambled to his feet. He stored your diary in an inner pocket of his kimono and made his way down the mountains to the temple ruins.
He inspected the gate and found exactly what he needed to be able to accept the loss of the only woman he’s ever loved. Utahime was strolling the grounds when she noticed him in the air, getting a close look at the doors.
“Gojo, what do you think you’re doing? Get down here!” Utahime found his behavior so disgraceful. He chuckled on his way back to earth.
“I was just checking on something. Had to be sure that I wasn’t seeing things.”
His eyes were red and puffy, but his annoyingly cheerful attitude was starting to return. Utahime couldn’t tell if she was relieved or annoyed.
“Checking on what?”
“Eh,” Gojo put a hand over the diary in his pocket.
“Doesn’t matter now.”
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houseoftulips · 11 months
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A Kiss of Forgiveness | K. Takemi/Hawks ~ the one where you seal your forgiveness with a kiss
─➭ pairing: hawks/takemi keigo x fem reader
─➭ mentions of: normal relationship arguments, angst but nothing heavy, fluffy ending, reader is implied to be shorter than him, not proofread because i did this in one sitting
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Some would think it’s childish or others would think it’s adorable and romantic to seal your forgiveness with a kiss. It’s something that just happened to be a thing you and your husband, Keigo.
It first happened in the beginning of your relationship with the young hero way before you guys got married. A villain attack had happened in the city and the news had been given false information about keigo’s whereabouts during the fight. This, sparking rumors of him being dead under all the aftermath of the fight.
So you called him, over and over and over again. There’s no answer from him. It only went straight to voicemail.
After five long hours of being in the dark, he came back with bumps and bruises, thankfully. But what started the argument was how nonchalant he was coming back to his apartment where you were frantically waiting for him. He nearly had a deadpanned expression on his face as he stood in front of you with a distressed look on your face.
The asshole had the audacity to ask, “What’s wrong?” like the ass he’s acting like in the moment. (in your eyes)
Since you were so frustrated with his obliviousness, you started yelling at him and asking him what happened or why wasn’t he answering his phone? And being caught off guard by your sudden yelling, he went off too. Saying how it was unfair to him that you cornered him like that out of nowhere. So both of you were having near yelling match with each other for 20 minutes when you finally broke down.
Keigo’s scowl softened quickly seeing you look away from him to swiftly wipe your growing tears away. In the beginning of your relationship, he silently struggled with emotions. Often laughing everything off with a wave of his hand but shoved them away as fast as he could. Then obviously he met you who helped change and grow from that and he didn’t even know it yet.
So seeing you wipe away those tears that he did (in a way) caused, he practically flew across the living to wrap you in his arms and wings. You squealed a bit feeling the sudden movement from him and feeling your feet slightly lift off the floor.
“Don’t…,” you heard him whisper as he nuzzled his face into your neck as he tightly wrapped his arms around your waist, “Don’t cry, please…”
But nonetheless you still cry but just to let the pent up frustrations and fear you were carrying out. “Asshole…,” he heard you sniffle as he felt you wrap your arms around his neck. He felt your warm tears touch his cheeks and it only made him hug you tighter.
He sighs softly as he lifts his head away from yours to rest his forehead against yours. He takes his gloves off his hands and places his warm palms on your cheeks. His thumbs softly wipe away the falling tears as he nudges his nose against yours.
“I’m sorry…,” he whispers, “I got trapped under a building that collapsed with civilians… My phone broke in the process and I had no communication with anyone. And I went straight to the Hero Commission without thinking because that’s what I had always done before.”
You let out a small sob out of guilt because you felt bad for assuming the worst when he was perfectly fine. But you cared about him so you were scared. Scared you lost him so early in a blooming relationship that you saw a future with.
You sniffle and took a deep breath. “I was so worried, Kei… I’m sorry too. I was just so mad at you because you came back like nothing happened. So many people were saying things about you being gone…”
You let out another sob again as Keigo moved his arms around your neck to pull you as close as he can. “I know, I know. I just…,” he sighs in frustration because he thinks it’s silly to feel the way he does, “I’m not used to having somebody waiting for me to come back. I’m used to an empty apartment or the Hero Commission office. This is new to me…”
You sniffle and bury your face into his work shirt. “I’m here for you, Kei,” you say softly as you wrap your arms around his waist, “I don’t plan on leaving anytime soon and I want to experience more with you.”
You lift your head and rest your chin on his chest. Keigo takes you in with his golden eyes, seeing the tears stuck to your lashes and tear stains on your cheeks. You’re beautiful, he thinks but he knows you hate it when he says stuff like that when you think the complete opposite.
“If you want that too…you need to work with me,” you say to him with a sad look on your face.
“Of course I want that too,” he says without hesitation, “I wanna grow with you, baby. I don’t plan on letting you go anytime soon.” He kisses your forehead then your temples, then your cheeks before blowing raspberries into them.
You giggle instantly as you both begin to sway in each others arms. “Keigo!” you laugh, “Hey! I’m still mad at you!” you joke.
Keigo stops and pulls away with a pout on his face. You can even see his wings begin to fall behind him. You smile softly which only grows the pout on his face.
“Why ya’ laughing?” he asks with the hint of begging reassurance, “Are you still mad?”
“Next time, call me as soon as you can. You’re working, I know but I want some reassurance too. Okay?” you whispers as he rest his forehead against yours once again.
“Okay,” he says back, “Can you say it?”
You tilt your head in confusion. “Say what, love?”
He looks away from your soft gaze with furrowed eyebrows. You give him time before wanting to ask again but you see him muster up the courage before you could ask. He looks at your lips then your eyes with a soft pleading look.
“Say you forgive me, please…”
You smile as you go on your tippy toes to reach his height. “I forgive you, Kei,” you whisper against his lips before he wraps a hand around the nape of your neck and pulls you in for a kiss.
It wasn’t a heated kiss like how most of yours end up like but this was reassuring and comforting. Something that you both needed in this situation. His hands slowly meet together on the sides of your jaw as you both pull away slowly while adding an extra kiss or two.
“You forgive me, baby?” he smiles.
“I forgive you, Kei…”
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kurusick · 6 months
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♡ a few examinations
akira kurusu x takemis assistant!reader
tags - fem reader, doctor talk ?, (takemis here for like one second), use of akira over ren
an: this fic idea surprisingly hadn’t been written to my knowledge !! It’s an old draft but I decided to clean it up! if you guys like this I’ll def write a part two !! ❤️
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Akira felt the familiar buzz of his phone, half expecting it to be one of his phantom thief accomplices. He stifled a groan seeing instead, it was Takemi.
“is there anyway you could come by today ? I’d like to do a few tests.”
Akira sighed, responding back with a “sure, be there soon”. He didn’t mind being tae takemis “guinea pig”, it was just the aftermath of her work that truly bothered him.
He waited for the day to go by, hours turned to minutes as he was almost dreading leaving his spot, a bit fearful of what was to come. finally, it was time to go. He said a quick goodbye and half rushed to takemis clinic. The quicker he got the test done the better.
He had finally made it, slowing his pace as he walked through the doors; Takemi immediately taking notice of him. “Afternoon my Guinea Pig; please come to the back. I have a special treat for you today.” Was it a blood test? Maybe she would have him run up and down the streets of Yongen-Jaya to see the effects of her medicine. He was lost in thought as he lazily opened the door, being met with unfamiliar eyes.
“Akira, this is [Last name] [First name] she’s going to be my assistant for a while. Today she’s going to be the one administering the medication to you. I’ll be in the front waiting. If you need any help, please feel free to come get me.” Takemi says, waving a lazy goodbye as she walked to the front desk, closing the door behind her. Akira blinked, slowly turning his head to you. it all happened so fast he couldn’t get a word in. When had takemi gotten an assistant ?
“Hello there! As you heard I’m [Last name] [First name] and I’m going to be assisting Takemi in the clinic for a while. Feel free to make yourself comfy. Its nice to finally meet you ” you say, taking a seat in takemis normal spot.
Akira stiffens. A teenager working in takemis clinic? he wondered if she had let you intern with her or knew you personally. It was a bit odd for takemi to let just anyone in here. Never the less, he relaxed, nodding in your direction. “Nice to meet you as well. I’m Kurusu Akira .” He wondered if the rumors in Shujin about him had met your ears by now.. unless you dropped out ? Is that why you were working here ?? Akira had so many questions, but obviously wasn’t going to ask.
“Well ? Are you going to sit down ?” You asked, extending an arm to the bed beside him.
He sat down, placing his bag down on the floor. You turned around in the rolly chair, clipboard in hand flipping back and fourth between a few pages. You sighed, looking up from your papers to examine him. Your eyes lingered on him for a moment, looking away as soon as he looked up from his bag. You looked back to ur clipboard brushing a piece of hair out of your face.
“Alright, Mr kurusu. I’m going to be doing a few examinations”
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rekino2114 · 1 month
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Could we please get general relationship headcanons for Sae nijima and Tae takemi from Persona 5?
Relationship headcanons with sae nijima and Tae takemi
Sae nijima
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Dating sae can be a bit hard at the beginning, she's not used to showing emotions or vulnerability, so it might seem like she doesn't want to be with you but she actually loves you a lot.
She's incredibly overworked, so she doesn't really have a lot of time for dates but when she does she likes classic dates like going out to dinner or just relaxing inside.
I feel like she's the type to bring you roses or other small romantic things, especially to apologize for having to work when you had a date planned or something similar.
Like I said earlier she works a lot so she'd love it if you did some stuff for her, if she comes home late to a hot dinner and affirmations of love she'll genuinely consider marrying you on the spot.
Sae likes to make you hang out with makoto so you can get to know each other, you and her are the most important people in her life so she'd love it if you two to get along.
Tae takemi
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Tae is a great girlfriend she loves you and she'll make sure you know it, she's the complete opposite of sae when it comes to that.
She'll regularly compliment and tease you about literally anything she can think about, she can aomehow turn any conversation topic into a comment about how cute you are.
She also loves physical affection and she'll tease you a lot in that way too, even outside. She's the type to touch your thigh while you're sitting, leave black lipstick marks or hickeys on you to mark you or just randomly hugging you very close to her chest.
She's pretty overworked, too, definitely not at sae's level but there are days when there are more patients than usual so she doehave time to hang out with you but luckily you can just book fake appointments with her to hang out(she doesn't mind)
The good thing about having a doctor as a girlfriend is that she's the best at taking care of you when you're sick, she'll give you all the right medications and other methods she knows will help, the downside is that she'll tease you 10 times more than usual cause you're so vulnerable(she's disappointed she can't kiss you though)
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97ify · 1 year
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♡ . . .⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀MiLK HiM DRY! ❜
TAKEMiCHi HANEGAKi x FEM READER ✶ .ᐟ
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❝ TOMAN!ADMIN TAKEMICHI as your boyfriend who's deeply in love with you and loves the view of your titties bouncing as you ride him dry. ❞
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❪⠀ᥫ᭡⠀❫ featuring : takemichi hanegaki !
❪⠀ᥫ᭡⠀❫ contents : MDNI. no plot/plotless. unprotected sex. smut. riding. overstimulation. cock warming. hair pulling. praising. dumbification. crying. begging. pet names (darling/ cariño & baby). femdom. gagging.
❪⠀ᥫ᭡⠀❫ requested by : n/a !
❪⠀ᥫ᭡⠀❫ song playing : lights down low — maejor !
❪⠀ᥫ᭡⠀❫ word count : 1.2k+ !
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TAKEMICHI sat beneath you, face completely overwhelmed with euphoria while he allowed his mouth to hang open ajar, incoherent noises escaping past his lips with every movement you made on him.
"S-So fuckin- amazing!" he cried out, his hands glued to your waist, fingernails delving into your smooth skin.
You continued to rock your hips against his own, your hands resting on either side of his neck with your thumbs wiping away the tears that rolled down his precious face. The sight of your beloved boyfriend crying beneath you sent a sort of electric feeling all throughout your body, as if you were enlightened by the fact that you were the reason he was a sobbing mess of pure bliss.
His cheeks were heated, you could feel in against your palms aside from the fact that it was visible on his skin. Anytime he dared to open his eyes, you could see the coax of tears that covered them, a smirk dragging against your lips from the vieW.
The way his throbbing dick felt dragging against your walls had you craving for more of the man, the thought causing you to tug your bottom lip between your teeth all the while you slowly sped up the pace of your hip movement.
You towered over Takemichi completely, the small man resting his chin against your breasts as he stared up at you through his half-lidded eyes, your hands cupping his cheeks before you leaned down to place your lips onto his. The way you slowly moved your lips against his, gradually grinding your hips against his had Takemichi a whimpering mess under you, the man practically begging you to pick up the pace.
"Qué pasa, cariño?" ( what's wrong, darling? ) you murmured just after pulling away from your needy boyfriend, teasing the man by dropping yourself onto the base of his length right as you spoke, watching his eyes roll back and a moan linger from his mouth.
All the while you questioned Takemichi, you dragged your calloused fingers down his cheek, all the way to his jawline prior to trailing your index finger along it. Your voice was like music to Takemichi's ears, the man melting beneath you from the accent that weaved into your words, and the way your raspy voice cooed in his ear.
The man didn't care if he was on his fourth orgasm, he'd let you ride him until morning if he could. Which, he has done before.
His mind was entirely clouded with lust and desire, wanting you and only you at the moment.
He couldn't think of anything else aside from how your walls felt clenching around his dick. The way they dragged against his sides, his tip continuously prodding at your cervix. Your movements alone had the both of you in a state of genuine pleasure, you being able to handle it a bit better than your disaster of a boyfriend who couldn't help but praise everything you did.
Your movements were swift, curling your hips against Takemichi's length with ease as the man could feel himself nearing his fifth orgasm.
Takemichi felt as if he was high off of pleasure, one of his hands trailing to your lower back whilst he allowed you to guide his head to one of your breasts, the man instantly taking your nipple into his mouth as a soft moan left your lips, your mouth opening a bit at the satisfying feeling from his warm mouth.
You threw your head back when his opposite hand found its way to your other breast, kneading it between his fingers. Your sensual moans echoed off the bedroom walls at Takemichi's actions, the man far to entranced with how amazing you made him feel that he didn't even realize what he was doing had you moaning yourself.
His actions caused one of your hands to grip his shoulder while the other made its way to the back of his head, your fingers entwining within his thick locks as you tugged on his hair.
"Fuck, Michi, that feels so good" you gaped, pulling the man closer to your body until your stomach touched his own, Takemichi far too lost in his tongue swirling around your nipple to notice the affect he had on you.
"You feel amazing, baby" the man mumbled against your skin, his hand that rested on your back clawing at your skin as a sign to ask you to start moving again while his eyes lazily stared at your breasts, still enthralled by the pleasure he endured.
The motion led you to start moving again, bouncing yourself on Takemichi's dick once again and causing the man to suddenly drop his arms, his eyes rolling back again at the gratifying feeling of your pussy sucking him in everytime you lowered your self back onto his throbbing length.
His gesture caused you to delicately scoop his face into your hands again, pressing your lips against his. You worked both your lips and hips against Takemichi, using the man's body to please yourself whilst your actions caused him to be put under a blissful trance from how ecstatic he felt.
The way your lips felt against his had Takemichi craving for more, loving how your [F/F] chapstick rubbed off on his lips, the scent clogging his nose the more you made out.
"P-Please- please move faster, Y/N" the whiny man urged, craving for the way you worked against his dick.
How your hips had him edging to his fifth orgasm, the sheets beneath you guys already coaxed in his pearly white semen. The way you grinded yourself against him, your pussy pulling his length back in each time you sat back down on him.
You suffocating him with both your mouth and breasts didn't help either, the man completely vulnerable and obedient to your every command, not caring what you did with his body since every movement you made had him a euphoric catastrophe.
"Let me cum, please baby" Takemichi cried against your lips, you instantly pulling away from his face while one of your hands went to his throat, lightly gripping it.
"As you wish, mi amor" ( my love ) you cooed darkly, a vague smirk curling at your lips as you made him look up at you, all the while you sped up your pace.
You enjoyed the view of your boyfriend completely crumbling beneath you, his mouth hanging open due to the feeling of you bouncing all over his dick, wet sounds soon filling the silence in the room since you picked up the pace heavily.
Seeing Takemichi's mouth open allowed you to stick your index and middle fingers into it, the man choking against them when he felt you press the pad of them onto his tongue. Tears slowly slid down his cheeks from the feeling, nothing but pure pleasure coursing through his body as his final orgasm slowly consumed his body.
As his liquids shot into you for the last time, you watched as his eyes rolled back, groans and whimpers choking around your fingers from the man as you continued to bounce on him throughout his climax, delighted by how he squirmed beneath you.
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