I Feel Like An AU Where Kafka Is An Aeon Would Be Amazing, Anyway Heres Some Hcs About It (disclamer

I feel like an AU where Kafka is an aeon would be amazing, anyway heres some hcs about it (disclamer I don't know much about ascending to aeonhood)

Aeon! Kafka who one day found out how to ascend to Aeonhood and became an Aeon

Aeon! Kafka who met you before she had became an Aeon

Aeon! Kafka who invited you to leave your current path and follow the path she ascended to

Aeon! Kafka who wanted you to be the leader of her following, appointing you a world to take care of

Aeon! Kafka who figures out how to let you stay immortal to take care of her path

Aeon! Kafka who sets up an event where she comes to the world once a year to publicly visit you

Aeon! Kafka who sneaks into your chambers to see you every other times of the year

Small Sunday x reader drabble I wrote to celebrate his drip marketing 🎉

As the head of the family, Sunday needed a wife to give him an heir. So the legacy of the family could continue down generations from now.

Sunday didn’t pick his own wife, she was added to him like food on a silver platter. Sunday didn’t care though. As long as Robin could stay out of troubje and he takes all the burden-he would do anything needed.

You were required to attend many events with him. Your position opened eyes from the public, wishing to see what kind of wife the one and only Sunday has married.

It wasn’t long before you spent all the time together-and subaru had caught feelings along the way. Sunday started to protect you from the darkness and corruption within the family itsself. But they knew, Sunday now has another weakness on his own-you.

Aftercare! Characters: Chuuya, Blade & Childe Warnings: 18+, mentions of sex, after sex Author Note: Sorry for the wait on this one! Here you go <3

- After having sex Chuuya is an adorable sweetheart

- He prioritizes you instead of himself all of the time

- Chuuya always makes sure you're okay, giving you water, food and towels to help clean up the mess

- Usually the snacks he gets you are chocolates or fruits

- Also sets a bath for you both to enjoy (and sometimes have round two in, but not often)

- Helps lather you with soap, shampoo and conditioner

- Chuuya also loves giving you massages and even receiving them

- All Chuuya wants in return from his gestures is just lathering him with cuddles, hugs and kisses

- His aftercare also goes into the next day, usually he leaves early for work but he allows you to sleep in & texts you whenever you wake up

- Occasionally sends food or gifts over to the house

- At first Blade gets you a towel and helps clean up the mess

- He will bring you water-snacks are only by your request

- He mainly listens to what you want to do-hes okay with anything

- Shower? He'll set it up and go in with you. Bath? Sure, that works too. Stay in bed? hes okay with that too

- Though he does prefer staying in bed and cuddling with you (you holding onto him with your head on his chest) (though he'll never admit it)

- Blade also puts his arm around you while you sleep

- Tartaglia also prioritizes you over himself

- Usually for aftercare after the cleanup you take a bath together

- During these baths he has water or any other drink and snacks for you to enjoy

- Has a subordinate deliver flowers to your house so that he can give them to you

- The bath also has bath bombs or sometimes some products to make it smell better (and occasionally flowers in/on the tub aswell)

- After bathing he would get you both a small snack for you to enjoy

- The rest of the night would be spent either watching movies or sleeping depending on how late it is

- (Though sometimes the two of you fall asleep together while watching movies)

Guys he looks gorgeous 🥰

AND MY MAN. THANK U TO MY MAN. HOLY SHIT IM ON MY KNEES 😭🙏

>not leaks, jp twitter posted early<

Sunday x Irl world reader who goes into the game

Penacony, the land of festivities! Awaiting the update of 2.0, everyone wanted to explore the land of festivities. As soon as you logged in you completed the first act of the mainline quest. Exploring the character identity's of Aventurine, Dr Ratio, Black Swan, Sparkle and way more.

Among all of them one stood out in your eyes-Sunday. Someone who seemed to live within the shadows while his sister took on most of the spotlight.

40 days later version 2.0 turned into 2.1. A new life story yet to be told-struggling to battle Aventurine as Acheron saved the day. Then version 2.1 turned into version 2.2.

In Our Time Boothill appeared on the express, a notable character to appear quite late in the quest. In Our Time Sparkle took the face as the beloved sister in the spotlight. In Our Time you visit the other side, learning what happens to these characters after "death". In Our Time three characters leave "death" only for two to be betrayed by the one. In Our Time two passengers got stuck within the express-only to be saved by Acheron and Black Swan.

In Our Time Sunday defeated the trailblazer to be trapped within a dream forever. Black swan tried to save the day-only for Sunday to almost beat you again.

Trying to defeat Sunday through the screen wasn't enough for you. Sunday's dreams were noble, he wanted to save his sister. To help humanity by destroying himself.

Your wishes were granted when your vision went white-only to be transported within the game as Sunday was falling down to his death. Hugging him as the two of you fell on the ground. Sunday passed out during the fall but you grabbed him and rushed deeper into the dreamscape with Sunday by your side.

“you’re important to me, satoru.”

the words pierce through the comfortable silence. your lover’s closed eyes flutter open and stare at the ceiling for a second, unsure if what he’s heard was indeed reality.

his cerulean eyes eventually dart to your face. they’re filled with a rare sense of vulnerability, one that only appears around you. however it fades quickly when satoru tries to keep the moment lighthearted.

“heh, i know i am,” satoru chuckles, though you don’t miss the unusual softness in his voice. the white-haired man leans into your touch as your hands come into contact with his cheeks.

your smile lights up the room. it fills satoru’s heart with an undeniable amount of love— love that he has lots of. the kind of love that makes him dream of a future, his future.

the kind of love that reassures him that he’s someone.

“good! i’m glad you do,” you reply and pepper his face with kisses. your lover melts into your embrace and his head falls back against the pillows once more, his fluffy white hair pooling around his head, making him look like an angel.

satoru gently pulls you on top of him, the duvet around your tangled bodies rustling. the cocoon of warmth provides the both of you with a comfort like no other. “what’s with the sudden sappiness, baby?” he teases, booping your nose.

satoru doesn’t hate it. in fact, it’s the exact opposite. he cherishes the affection, the gentle reminders that he’s loved and will be loved until the end of time. even if no one in the world remembers him anymore, he knows you will.

you let out a small huff of laughter before placing a tender kiss on his lips. “just wanna show my man the love he deserves,” you hum and run your fingers through his hair.

as you speak, satoru can’t help but bask in your heartwarming words, drinking in your love and affection like a man starved of water.

you lower your head and leave a trail of pecks along his throat and collarbone. you eventually rest your head on his bare chest and hug yourself close to his body. his pecs function as a soft cushion for your head— a warmth you don’t ever wish to lose.

“. . you’re too sweet,” satoru sighs. his arms wrap around your torso and he squeezes you tightly, yearning to hold you as close to him as he possibly could. his heart beats loudly in his chest and he’s sure you’ve heard it. he then kisses the top of your head and exhales through his nose.

“you’re killing me, babe,” your small giggles as you jokingly complain about the lack of air in your lungs make him feel an incredible amount of joy. a certain joy he only experiences with you.

to your surprise, satoru rolls you over onto your back. his hands are on either side of your head, fingers curling around the silky material of the pillowcases. his eyes glisten with a deep sense of passion that he wishes to convey.

your lover captures your lips in a tender kiss, his white locks brushing against your forehead. “mhh— god,” satoru murmurs against your bottom lip after gently taking it between his teeth. his breath hitches when your fingers tangle in his hairs, “what did i ever do to deserve you, sweets?”

after a couple seconds, he pulls away. he’s breathless and so are you. “so much. you did and still do so much. hell, you deserve even more than this,” you reply without missing a beat. you want him to know that you appreciate him for who he is and what he’s done for you— for the world.

you shake your head and pull satoru down for another kiss.

his eyes widen and he swears that he can feel tingles spread through his nose. it’s that sensation which happens before the tears well up in his eyes. satoru isn’t one to cry so easily, thus he decides his best to hold back his emotions.

your lover shuts his eyes tightly to stop the tears from forming and holds onto you like you’re his lifeline. he feels so alive, so appreciated— he feels like he actually matters.

and he does. he matters to you. not because he’s the strongest and not because he possesses great power which others benefit from. but simply because he’s . . . himself.

satoru’s lips detach from yours. again, due to your body’s need for air. if it wasn’t for that, he’d kiss you forever. he rests his forehead against yours, his breath coming out in short and quick pants.

your half-lidded eyes look up at his as well. your fingers run up and down his nape while you lovingly stare at each other. a small smile tugs at your lips the moment you feel his mouth connects to yours again a final time.

satoru finally opens his eyes, his face hovering above yours. you’re left stunned by the sight of him like this; vulnerable, defenceless, honest and just pure. you adore it whenever he drops his over confident, playful and cocky side of his personality to make way for his inner self.

“. . you’re important to me too. very,” satoru responds to your earlier words, his voice gentle and sincere. he flashes you a subtle yet soft smile, his blue eyes glistening with tears that disappear as quickly as they appeared.

he lowers his head and rests it next to yours before taking in a deep breath, his mouth next to your ear as he whispers one more request;

“please don’t ever stop loving me.”