I STILL REMEMBER!!!!

I STILL REMEMBER!!!!

Agni's beautiful long hair....

ughhh...

naze?? why?

He looked amazing in short hair as well.

rest in peace agni..

i love you

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This is a continuation of the request from @nightroze​ this time, from Sebastian. I hope you enjoy!

You Can’t Fool Me (Sebastian x Assassin!Reader)

Warning(s): bodily injury, Sebastian in general

Word Count: 1,214

Your heart was beating in your ears as you hung off the side of a building, specifically, the Phantomhive Manor. After your ‘reencounter’ with Sebastian, he somehow convinced you to become a resident. But it was far better than making horrid bread every day, so it was the lesser of two evils. Even so…your fingers delicately brushed against your lips, still holding onto the ledge with the other hand, as you thought about the moment he kissed you back then. 

Shaking your head, you refocused on your plan. While scaling buildings was somehow an innate ability, your landing needed some work. And as if to remind you, your left ankle throbbed hard, the binding around it not supporting it as properly as you thought. “It’s fine, it’s fine.” You muttered to yourself, trying to shake yourself out of it as you looked down at the ground from three stories up. 

Still new at this whole assassin thing, you had been going after targets that were considerably small and easy to take out.

Well, somewhat easy.

You had scaled a building up to the second story and was waiting to ambush them, only for you to mistime the jump and you crashed down onto your left ankle, sufficiently breaking it. And the target immediately ran off. 

That had been two days ago and it angered you to no end. You miss timed something so simple! And to prove to yourself it was a fluke, you climbed to the third story in order to jump. Make it more difficult and you’ll surely succeed. 

Right as you were about to jump, the window above you opened and a hand wrapped around your arm, pulling you up as if you weighed nothing. 

“H-hey!” You yelled, immediately knowing it was Sebastian. “I was in the middle of something!” 

The man only looked at you with as much amusement as someone would have by watching a kitten with a ball of yarn. “You were about to do something incredibly stupid.” He retorted, pulling you back inside and setting you on the ground. Even though it was gentle, putting weight on your ankle made you suppress a groan. Without missing a beat, Sebastian said, “If I didn’t know any better, Miss (F/N), I would say that you’re in some sort of pain.” His eyes sparkled with amusement, clearly giving away he knew what was going on.

Pursing your lips, you ran a hand over your (H/T) (H/C) hair. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” You said, moving back to the window only for his arm to reach out and block you. “Please let me go, I need to get better.” You said, your eyes glaring up into his. 

“You’re already the best.” He answered, not backing down. “No need for you to get better.” Sebastian turned and ran his gloved thumb over your bottom lip. “It’s in you. There is no point in training.” 

That made you clench your (S/C) hands into fists. “You don’t know that.” 

“I do know that.” He replied without missing a beat.

It made you scoff and turn away. “If you say so, then I’ll go practice something else.” Turning on your right heel, you walked forward, doing your best to not put weight on your left foot. It caused a very obvious limp that Sebastian had noticed for the past couple of days. 

A smirk graced his features as he easily strode over, picked you up, and placed you in one of the plush chairs of the lounging room he pulled you into. Kneeling in front you, Sebastian looked up and traced his finger over your left knee. “Is there something you wish to tell me?” He asked, his eyes flashing red for a brief moment.

He knew. He knew that you knew that he knew. Gulping a little, you squirmed a little in your seat. “No, there’s nothing.” You said before laughing a little. 

Sebastian grinned and leaned down, placing a delicate kiss to your knee. “Hmm, in that case, I think you deserve a massage for all your…hard work.” He grinned and slid off your shoe and sock on the left foot. The entire time he did, it was taking everything in you not to scream as your hands squeezed the armrests. 

“That…sounds…lovely.” You grinned, trying to keep up the facade. 

As if on cue, he raised your foot up a bit higher and began to gently prod the bottoms of your foot with his thumbs. The problem with that was, your foot was connected to your ankle, and your ankle was currently broken. 

Your body started to feel cold as you contained the pain.

“Does that feel good?” He asked, to which you could only nod, feigning innocence. “Good, then I suppose I should go further.” His hand danced down to your heel, slowly rotating it. The action made you jump straight up in the air in your seat. 

“Bloody hell!” You exclaimed, tears coming to your eyes.

“Did that feel good?” Sebastian asked, his voice laced amusement. How stubborn you could be….

He continued his movements, all the while slowly gauging your pained reactions. “My dear, are you sure you’re not in pain?” He asked, his fingers brushing just below your ankle. “Because if you are in pain, and you’re not saying anything,” his hand immediately gripped onto your ankle, making you lunge forward with a yelp, “I would say that’s quite masochistic of you.” His grin was wide as he said this, almost hoping that it was indeed the case. 

With a shaky breath, you shook your head in denial. “No…I’m not….” You whimpered, not yet caving in, “And besides,” you peaked open a (E/C) to look at him, “wouldn’t that make you a sadist?”

“Without a doubt.” Sebastian purred, seemingly proud of himself. “But at least I will admit it.” 

Before you could get another word in, he rotated your foot a bit which made you immediately scream in pain. “Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow!” You cried out, your eyes now dropping tears. Your body was shaking as you tried to breathe through the pain. “Ok, fine, yes, my ankle is broken!” You conceded to which the man in front of you chuckled. 

“There we go, see, was that so hard?” He asked, standing back up. His tall frame leaned towards you, hands on both the armrests. “Now, what would you like me to do, (F/N)?”

Your eyes were turned away for a moment before looking back at him. You hated saying it, having always been an independent person who took care of themselves. Well, until you met him. “Please, take care of me, Sebastian.” 

“Those were the words I wanted to hear from the beginning.” He hummed, leaning forward to capture your lips in a lingering kiss. “But don’t worry, even though you may try to feign innocence,” his body went back down to the ground, this time delicately picking up your foot to look at the bruising peeking out from the binding, “I’ll always know what you’re truly thinking.” And to seal that promise, he placed a soft kiss to your ankle. “Now, relax, My Lady, and let me take care of all the work.”

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I HAVE A CONFESSION TO MAKE

I NEED A FULL VERSION OF VICE VERSA!!!

Ryoka Suzuki-san's voice is so sweet and melodic in this scene!!

shout out to all those fans who love this duo and this song!!

i really want the full japanese version so that i can sing along!

Dorm leadrers’ reaction to their s/o wearing their shirt in the morning

Note: a brief mention of late night activities, but nothing too explicit. Pure fluff. The reader is ambiguous. 

Upd: here’s a version with vice dorm leaders

Waking up the first thing he sees is that you two are holding hands. Riddle smiles as he observes your hands. After seeing your face, his own cheeks dust in pink. Then he notices that you’re wearing something. He doesn’t remember you putting something on. Hm, maybe after he’s fallen asleep?  

Watching closely, he realizes that you’re wearing his shirt! Oh, dear, his pink cheeks turn into read ones.   

His heart beats very fast. He’s trying to remember is there a rule about forbidding wearing someone else’s clothes.   

In your sleep, you unconsciously scoot closer to his chest. Well, now he can’t think straight at all.

He takes a deep breath and exhales. Riddle wraps his arms around you and hugs you closer. A petite smile on his face when he puts his forehead atop of your head. If there is such a rule, well, he’s glad you’ve broken it.

 Hugs you from behind. Rarely wakes up by himself, so it’s a mystery how he wakes up this morning before you. Also, it’s a mystery how you have managed to slip out from his embrace to put a shirt on, which is obviously not yours.      

He realizes that it’s his shirt that you’re wearing. He smirks. His cheeks may or may not be flushed, and his tail may or may not waggle under the covers.   

He sighs and closes his eyes. He nuzzles his head onto yours. Allowing himself to fall asleep again, after all, he must rest more after the night.·      

Even if he doesn’t say it out loud, he’s very thankful to you, to such moments when you make him blush or make his heart skip a beat.

Some time later he sniffs your sweet scent on the shirt with closed eyes and a blushing face. But nobody will find out what he’s doing. Not even you.

The octopus sticks to your body unintentionally like he’s glued to you. He can’t help it.

So, when waking up he feels that you’re wearing something, he’s sure that you didn’t put anything when falling asleep. Azul reaches for his glasses on the nightstand and puts them on. Oh, you’re wearing a shirt. But wait, it’s clearly his shirt!

He quietly gasps and his heart starts beating very fast. It’s one of these things that people do when dating! He may have read something like that on the internet, but he did it only for research purposes!

You’ve made him melt. The fact that you’re wearing his shirt means you love and trust him! Oh, he is not crying Azul is so happy and loves you! He hugs you tighter and kisses the top of your head.

He will probably leave on purpose with subtle hints his shirts and sweaters in prominent places for you to wear.

 Oh, this sunny boy loves to cuddle you. When he wakes up, not even opening his eyes, he nuzzles his head onto you. He can’t get enough of you even after the whole night loving you.  

He opens his eyes and sees that you’re wearing what he recognises as one of his shirts. Now he is smiling even brighter than you can ever imagine.

Aren’t you adorable? He practically squealing at your cuteness! What does he do? Should he take a photo of your sleeping face and you in his shirt? What a cute combo!·         

You probably wake up because of the noise, caused by a giggling Kalim. When you open your eyes, Kalim’s cheerful smile – that is brighter than the sun – almost blinds you. He pounces on you, nearly suffocating you. He rubs his cheek against yours. 

 If you wanted some of his clothes, you simply should have said so! Now probably your wardrobe is stuffed with his clothes for you to wear! 

He falls asleep and wakes up at the same time, sleep affects health, after all. So, this morning he wakes up early as he usually does. A small groan leaves his lips; clearly dissatisfied, since he hasn’t had enough sleep this night.·       

Before leaving the bed and getting himself ready for the day, Vil looks back at you. He is about to scold you for wrinkling his shirt, but suddenly stops. He sighs. 

How can possibly he be angry at you when you sleep so peacefully on his bed? Okay, he must admit that you’ve flattered him by wearing his shirt. And it looks good on you, of course, it’s his shirt after all! Okay, his cheeks might be slightly pink right now!  

He sighs again. He moves some strands of your hair from your forehead and kisses it. He can’t be mad at you. You’re too precious for him. He decides to stay in bed with you until you wake up. His morning routine can wait.

Since you enjoy wearing his clothes, he will give you some of his pieces to wear. Don’t worry, darling, he is known to have a good sense of fashion, he’ll pick up you that what will make you look even more stunning than you already do! 

When he wakes up, Idia finds himself lying on his back and you use one of his arms as a pillow. He rubs eyes with a hand that is not occupied by you. He sighs and looks down at you.·       

Idia smiles. You’re cute when you sleep. Hm? Are you wearing something? He watches closely and realises that it’s one of his T-shirts that has a print of his favourite show/video game.·        

Oh, dear. He blushes even darker now. Isn’t wearing the other person’s clothing a couple thing? Wait, you two are a couple. And you did those things which couples do at night. Wow, he needs to calm down.·       

He closes his eyes, takes a big breath and exhales, trying not to wake you up. He never thought that he would witness one of these cliché anime/dating simulator scenarios. Not that he complains.·         

Now he’s thinking about how to make you wear his shirts more often. And how cute you will look in them. It’s a miracle how he hasn’t set himself on flame nearly from the only thought.

         Oh, Malleus is such a cuddler when he sleeps. As he wakes up, not even opening his eyes he pulls you to his chest and gives you a little squeeze carefully not to wake you.    

When he finally opens his eyes, he looks down at you, a small smile graces his face. Hm, you are wearing something? Isn’t it too big for you? A flash of realisation hits him, it’s his shirt! But you’re so small (for him) and his shirt is so big, aren’t you cute?·         

When you wake up, and rub your eyes, the first thing you see is a smiling Malleus with rosy cheeks. Your heart skips a beat and blush as well. He doesn’t say anything, his smile becomes even bigger; he pulls you closer to him and nuzzles his head to yours.·       

He whispers a soft ‘good morning’, and internally screaming about your cuteness. Oh dear, if he knew that you would be so lovely in his clothes, he would’ve given you to wear it a long ago.·         

He’ll definitely give you some of his clothes to wear. And every time you do, Malleus lovingly eyes you.·