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I’m Bored, So Send Me Your “x Reader” Requests.

(Unfinished: Work In Progress)

Rules:

NO NSFW, The Author Is Repulsed By Anything Retaining To THAT Topic.

Both Romantic & Platonic

Angst Is Allowed: “If It Hurts It Works!”

Fluff Is Always Welcome!

Any Character, Even Background, I Don’t Judge!

Any Gender!

It’s Fiction, You Can Be Anything.

No Incest, Underage, Just Be A Decent Person.

Fandoms I’ll Do:

Comics:

Sonic The Hedgehog Media

Web Series:

Hazbin Hotel

Marble Hornets

The Walten Files

The Mandela Catalog

Cartoons:

Pac-Man And The Ghostly Adventures

Huntik Secrets And Seekers

Marvel

Avengers

Justice League

Hazbin Hotel

Ever After High

She-Ra Princess Of Power

The Dragon Prince

Winx Club

Games:

Sally Face

Little Misfortune

Fran Bow

Resident Evil

Dark Deception

Bendy And The Ink Machine

Slenderman Games

Lego:

Legends Of Chima

Ninjago

Elves Secrets Of Elvendale

City

City Adventurers

Friends

Dreamz

Anime:

Glitter Force

Bleach

Naruto

Bungo Stray Dogs

All Yugioh Series’s(Except Sevens)

ryomen sukuna - relationship headcanons

REQUEST:  can you pls make sakuna relationship headcanons where he’s in a relationship with a girl the opposite of him (petite, sweet caring,etc)

| PAIRINGS:  ryōmen sukuna x sweet fem!reader

| WARNINGS: grammar errors

| WORD COUNT: 781

A/N: thanlk you for sending your request!! i always have fun reading and writing about sukuna because oop- he’s just uhh u know ...aha 😳 i hope this is what you expected. Enjoy!! 💕

Sukuna would NEVER admit he’s actually in a relationship with someone.

Admitting he was committed to a woman who would smile at anyone and anything, even curses like himself, as if she was friends with them?

Voluntarily? 

Yeah, no, thank you. 

He had a reputation to keep and he didn’t want any more obstacles in his way.

If you asked him, he thought you were full of shit at first. That kindness was going to get you killed and he couldn’t wait to laugh about it when that happened.

But after knowing you more and the way you treated everyone with such care, almost as if all of them were going to break, Sukuna hated to admit he didn’t see you in the same light as before.

The King of Curses had better things to do than to take care of a mere human, though. 

He wouldn’t waste his time on going out with you nor treating you like you were even a tiny bit significant to him, hell, no. 

Because, to him, you were just another woman he could toy with. 

Since you were actually above average for his standards, his plan was to get what he wanted whenever he wanted for as long as he wanted, taking advantage of your kindness and leave.

But after the first time he kissed you (more like, you kissed him), he realised his own feelings, and Sukuna scoffed in disbelief. “Don’t get ahead of yourself, brat. This isn’t a regular thing. When you bore me, I’ll kill you.” 

You just smiled honestly, because you knew he would always come back, and not to hurt you.

And, indeed, he always came back to you after that. At the end of the day, poor Sukuna was touch deprived. 

So, to have you caressing his tattoos in awe with your soft hands and your small body pressed against him, he would just burst into oblivion. 

Internally, of course.

His face was always a stoic one, never showing any emotions besides hatred and narcissism, trying to suppress the fact his stomach flipped with excitement when your hands reached the sides of his neck, nuzzling your nose against his while giggling.

“Stop teasing me, human” he growled, pulling your hands away roughly before smirking and taking the lead again by kissing you hard, trying to hide the fact he loved Every. Single. Thing you did to him.

Talking about teasing, Sukuna just loves to make you embarrassed. Nothing made him feel more fulfilled than making that smile of yours disappear when you get flustered and blushed whenever you heard his crude words, covering your face. 

You could never bring yourself to tell him to stop teasing because, secretly, you loved it.

The way you were so innocent and sweet, your frame smaller than his, almost too fragile, made Sukuna go wild. And not in the wrong way. 

Just as much as he wanted to slaughter and destroy everything and everyone, he wanted to corrupt you to the core. How could you blame him? After all, it was in his nature to turn everything his colours. 

For his conscious self, this was a game and he was going to make it last as long as possible, playing with you until he got bored. 

But, reaaaaally deep down, he knew he just wanted to spend more time with you.

He really isn’t a jealous type, he’s more possessive than anything. 

Sukuna wanted all your kindness to be directed towards him and only him; your touch, your smiles, your kisses, all of you… He greedily wanted them all for himself and if he had to kill to keep you with him, he would do it in a heartbeat. 

After all, you were the only one who actually showed some kind of affection to him and he couldn’t bare the sight of you smiling at other people the way you smiled at him. It had to be for him and him only.

In conclusion, Sukuna is just in denial about the fact he feels something more than “my-toy-thing” for you. Even if it wasn’t morally correct (for you) to be with a curse such as him, he was sure that every sorcerer had to rip him away from you in pieces again to leave you alone. 

And no way in hell he would let that happen again with you by his side.

Me: I make up fake scenarios in my head and make the story I've recently read/watched my whole personality

My parents: it's because of that damn phone! *serious face*

Me:

How did we reach that conclusion

I just wanted to read some one-shots and fanfictions, mostly angst and let me tell you I TRIED.

I look at the _____ x reader tag, only to see SMUT. Just full on smut.

WHY IS EVERYONE HOR KNEE

When the fanfic have the two characters kiss and they describe their lips to be soft. Like, no I just watched that damn movie and they’re at war, there’s no way their lips are soft T–T !!

thinking about boyfriend! sanji who randomly gets horny from just looking at you half of the time. it would be small things that turn him on too.. like the way your shoulder look in your new tube top. or the way your ass looks when you bend over to grab a pan for him in the kitchen. or just seeing you apply lipgloss on your plump lips hes instantly thinking about how your clear glossed lips look around his cock. or how they part when he fucks you or eats you out 5 different times to hell. pulls you in the bathroom or into a abandoned space on the ship where no one will see you. he's automatically begging you to let him experience the heavenly feeling of eating your hot cunt or for you to even bless him with the pleasure of your pillowy lips even touching his tip. idk i just like sanji

180 personality change.

Ships: suna × f!reader x miya twins

Summery: just y/n being annoying but them finding her cute.

Words: 669

Type: fluff || funny || sfw

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"Go away, you're annoying" suna muttered pushing y/n away who was annoying the hell out of him.

"Aw but I know you love me!" The female teen tease with a smirk on her face as she came closer.

"I know you simp for me" she tiptoe to be closer to his ear "I know you dream of me too and I know what kinda dream is it too- Da'k!"

She whispered into his ear but in the end of the sentence suna put his hand on her mouth shutting her up.

"I swear to God if you say one more thing.. I will choke you to dead" he gave her a death glared but as soon he let go of her mouth..

"Oh yeah?" Y/n stated as her smirk got bigger. Suna knew the next word that's gonna come out of your mouth is gonna be something annoying.

"Choke me like you hate me but you love me~" she sang running around him in a circle, Not caring if others saw it.

And if it weren't already enough before, now everyone was looking at them which was making suna wanted to dig a hole and bury the teen girl alive..

In the corner was the tiwns watching them, Atsumu put his hands on his hip and said "at first I thought she was the cute, shy and innocent type.."

Osamu hemmed in response, both remembering the first time they saw her.

Osamu, Atsumu and suna were on their way to gym but someone bump into Osamu making all the page fall everywhere.

"A-ah.." they all looked down and saw a [h/c] haired girl on the floor picking up the page in a hurry.

"I'm s-sorry" she mumbled not looking at them then she stood up and bow before running away. All of them thought she was quite the shy one... well that was until they get to know her.

Looking at her now it's like her personality did a 180 switch or something.

"She did change a lot" kita said as he joined the twins, Both twins nodded agreeing with him.

"She's quite wild" Osamu said looking at the first year girl who was laughing and annoying his friend.

Atsumu quickly looked at his twin with wide eyes "oi samu! You're simping?" He asked his twin and Osamu's eyes widened as his face turned red from embarrassment?? Orr..

"No!" He defended himself "I didn't want to call her flirty or a pervert so I.." he tiled off, looking away.

"Bro.." Atsumu said with a unreadable face. "Don't give me that look!, You, yourself simp for her!" Osamu Whisper yelled so the others wouldn't hear.

"No I don't-" Atsumu was about to defend himself but got cut off "suree, as your twin I can read you like a book you know?" Now it was This time to go red.

"Okay okay. Don't fight" kita stopped them as both were about to get in to a fight.

"Yo" y/n popped out of nowhere giving all the three of them a jumpscare but Atsumu was the only one who show it.

"HA!" Y/n hold her stomach as she bust out laughing and so did Osamu.

"DON'T LAUGH! BOTH OF YOU!" Atsumu yelled but it didn't effect both of them one bit..

"Wait what happened to your forehead y/n?" Kita changed the subject as he saw her a red mark on her forehead.

Now all the attention was on y/n forehead. She covered it up with her hand as she puff out her cheeks "suna bonk me" she sulked "he's such a meanie!"

"I can hear you" suna said not really looking at her. "THATS BECAUSE I WANT YOU TO. SO YOU CAN FEEL GUILTY FOR HITTING A CUTE GIRL LIKE ME" she yelled as she put her hand on her hips.

Suna ignored her but in the end all of them smiled at her childish behavior "it is cute" they all thought.

Buy me ko-fi please?

BOKUTO X READER (NUMBER NEIGHBOUR) chapter eight

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BOKUTO X READER (NUMBER NEIGHBOUR) chapter 8

ALL CHAPTERS OF THIS

Y/n stands patiently by the school gates, nervously tapping her shoe against the concrete as she glances around for Bokuto.

To be completely fair, even if she did see him she wouldn't know it was him due to the fact she had no clue what he looked like.

"Hey!" y/n looked to her left to come face to face with someone chest. "Are you Y/n L/n?"

She tilted her head up and took a step back to see the beaming smile of a boy with grey and white hair, his yellow eyes reflecting the sun.

"Yep! That's me, daddy." She points to herself with her thumb, smirking as his ears turn pink and he averts his gaze.

"C-call me Kōtarō." He reaches up and rubs the back of his neck. "Don't call me daddy until we're alone." He glances down at her smugly, watching her reaction.

Y/n could feel her face turn a million different shades of red and can hear her heart slamming against her ribs.

"Aww, you're blushing." Bokuto pinched her cheek playfully, making her sway it away with a pout.

"S-shut up." She huffs, crossing her arms over her chest.

"Where are we going?"

"An amusement park!" Bokuto declares, making y/n perk up. "The train there leaves in twenty minutes and...OH MY GOD YOUR SHIRT HAS A DINOSAUR ON IT." He gushed, practically jumping up and down while pointing at her chest.

"He's so cute, what's his name!!"

"Herald!" Y/n declares proudly, watching at stars basically form in Bokuto's eyes.

"I love him." Bokuto says. "He is our son!"

Y/n giggles slightly at his childishness, grabbing a hold of his arm and beginning to walk.

"Come on, lets head to the station, you can tell me about your volleyball get away."

"-AND THEN KUROO SPIKED THE BALL AND I BLOCKED IT!" Bokuto throws his hands up in the air enthusiastically.

"It was totally awesome! You shoulda seen the look on his face, he was sooo pissed!"

Y/n laughs, eyebrows raised in amusement.

"What about you?" Bokuto asks. "What do you do for fun?"

The question made her falter slightly. What did she do for fun?

"Well, I guess the only fun thing I do right now is text you." He frowns at her answer. "Either that or I watch anime. Ever since I stopped playing volleyball I haven't been doing much."

"You should help out as a manager for the rest of the year!" Bokuto grins as the bullet train comes to a stop, announcing the name of the station.

"This is us." He says, the two of them standing up.

"But I'll talk to coach on Monday and you can come with me! Sound good?"

Y/n glances up at his grinning face as they step onto the platform.

"Yeah, sounds like fun to me."

"YES!" He gives the air a double fist bump in triumph. "You're gonna have so much fun with us!!"

"I hope so." Y/n nudges him as they begin to walk along.

"Let's go on this one!" Bokuto suggests, pulling y/n in the direction of the ghost train ride and into the short waiting line

"You can hold onto me if you get scared." He puffs his chest out proudly, making y/n scoff playfully. 

"Yeah, ok tough guy."

Eventually they come to the front of the line and are instructed by the boredom ridden teen to get into the kart, Bokuto deciding to help y/n on first.

"What a gentleman." Y/n teases, making him grin bashfully and he sits down next to her.

With a jerky start, the ride starts to move, the track clicking as they get closer to the doors decorated to look like a skull.

As soo as the doors slam behind them, smoke starts to fill the room and red lights start to flash violently as a shrill scream echoed out.

Y/n glances around the dark in slight amusement as bokuto discreetly starts to shift closer to her.

A worker dressed up as a clown with pointy teeth and drenched in blood pops out at them, grabbing onto Bokuto's arm and making him scream and clutch onto y/n like a koala and bury his face in her shoulder as she laughs.

They eventually come to the end of the ride and quickly get off, y/n's face flushed from laughing at Bokuto's terrified screams and his pale with horror.

"It wasn't that bad!" Y/n says teasingly, patting his shoulder. "Come on, I'll buy you some cotton candy, it'll make you feel better." She grabs his hand and starts to pull him along to a candy stall but he stops abruptly, jerking her back suddenly.

"No it won't." He says looking down, and making  her frown. "But a kiss would." He looks up with a cheeky grin, his eyes reflecting the brightly coloured lights from the games stalls and rides.

"Would it now?" Y/n asks, making him nod. "Well come here then." He grins even wider and steps closer as she leans up to press a short peck on his lips.

"Oya oya?" A teasing voice came. "Didn't know your had a girlfriend. Bokuto."

The two of them snap their head up to look at the person who had spoke, a tall boy with fair skin and messy black bed head was standing there with a smug smirk and his phone in hand and directed at them.

"I'm sure you're team would love this photo too, I might print it out."

Y/n blinks slowly and looks at Bokuto who was covered in blush.

"Ok," she says, gaining their attention. "Makes sure to send me a copy." She winks at him and links arms with bokuto and starts to pull him away.

"See ya later rooster boy." Bokuto yells back teasingly, sticking his tongue out at the boy.

"Hurry up, I wanna win you one of those teddy bears you were oggling earlier." Y/n says, making bokuto sputter in response.

"I-I was oggling it for..you!" He argues back.

"Yeah, ok sunshine."

I AM LIVID! I accidentally hit the won’t thing and didn’t save the story portion of this and I had to rush it out again and I was also very angry.

So I’m sorry for any cringe, or errors 😤😤😤

And my bestie did that 💅🏾

Acute Burst 01

DMI: Please don’t interact if you’re a minor…or else.

Warning: sexual intercourse.

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Wafting those words over my hot face, I yelp when you’ve curved yourself into my weak spot. Hands holding your waist, my nails dug into your skin leaving you to groan, “mmm.”

Feeling the pace picking up, my breath wasn’t able to keep up with my lungs causing me to hyperventilate, “Wait, wait, wait—“ Stopping myself from speaking further, I felt my climax coming to an end leaving my body weak. Noticing my change in energy, your head dipped down at me, “baby, you’re okay?”

there was an imagine with bachira and rin(?) i guess they were being interviewed or a lying machine i dont reallt remember put they were pro players and they talking abour theie sex life😭😭😭😭😭i cant find it

anywhere

“ and i will there for him, with open arms, an open mouth, and open legs”

love me some nanami😩

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀recovery, nanami kento

the shibuya incident shook the sorcery world (and japan) drastically and nanami kento is slowly transitioning back into the world. the dreadful feeling of not being able to help the youth he worked to protect sits heavy in his mind as his scarred hands tremble to do simple tasks. but nothing causes his stomach to twists in the most horrendous knots until he have to face his five year old daughter and the world again with his new battle scars. but as a good wife

♔ ˖ ✧ — general warnings: female reader, her/she pronouns, female anatomy described, black reader written in mind, physical descriptors, canon verse but also a what if nanami survive au, jjk spoilers, established relationship (reader and nanami are married), mentions of ptsd, mentions of scars and burn scars, cane usage, mentions of therapy, reader and nanami have a daughter named yu, same reader & nanami from family affairs series, first half is told in 2nd/reader pov & other half in nanami’s pov // smut warnings: cowgirl/riding position, breasts play, pet name usage (baby), finger sucking, praise kink, // word count: 4.4k, minors dni.

OCTOBER 31ST WAS A DAY THAT CHANGED YOUR LIFE DRASTICALLY. You remembered dropping your five-year-old daughter Yu off with a friend after an emergency call for many sorcerers to the Shibuya district. You remembered kissing both sides of your daughter’s cheeks because whenever her father wasn’t with you to drop her off, he always told you to make sure you gave her as many kisses as he would give her until she was a giggling mess begging for you to stop. You recalled how your fingertips were imprinted with the fragrance of blood despite you wearing latex gloves the whole time—with the number of deaths you marked down, perhaps that scent just was in your mind. You remembered having a drag of your first cigarette (complementary of Shoko) after the long day of horror—you hated it. You thought it would ease your growing anxiety when you didn’t know where your husband was at. You recalled how you noticed Shoko’s whole demeanor changed as her quick strides towards you seemingly were used to push you further away from seeing the horror that was soon displayed in your view.

You remembered how disoriented you felt. You couldn’t keep much food down and practically slept at the hospital. You just didn’t feel like yourself—but who would when they knew that the events at Shibuya had nearly killed their loved one? It broke your heart lying to your own daughter. Your tongue stinging, even uttering out the words that mommy and daddy had to take a work trip and will return as soon as possible. Your daughter thought you were away at work, but here you were, staring at the monitor in Nanami’s room beep. You didn’t want to lose him; you didn’t know what to do without him. You didn’t know what Yu would be without him, she was such a Daddy’s girl, and it would crush your soul for her first love to be taken away from her. 

Nanami was strong. He pushed through. He wouldn’t be the same, but he pushed through. It was quite a journey of physical therapy, support groups, and even him deciding to stay at a hotel for a while, fearing how his daughter would react to seeing him like that. It took him two weeks and your constant encouragement until he finally decided to return home. Even when he decided to let his daughter see him eventually, you still basked in silence in the car, waiting until he was comfortable. Although your daughter wasn’t home yet, Nanami hadn’t stepped foot into your shared home in what seemed like a year—when it only had been a couple of months. The words of what he would say to his daughter swirl around his mind like a carnival carousel curling around. He had to do this. He couldn’t avoid being in his daughter’s life because of the triggering aftermath of Shibuya.

He refused to give Mahito that much power over him.

“I’m just afraid of how she’ll react.” Nanami lets out a sigh as he packs up his clothes. His scarred hands trembled as he folded his clothes to put them in his suitcase neatly. Nowadays, it takes him longer than usual to do simple tasks like buttoning his shirt, and he now attempts to fold his clothes.

“Our daughter is extraordinary; she’ll understand what we do when we explain it to her fully.” You grabbed Nanami’s trembling hands to get his full attention. “We told ourselves that we want her to enjoy her youth. We’ll protect her just so she can do that, but she‘s growing and becoming more curious—we can’t shelter her from a life that she could soon be interested in pursuing.” 

You watched as Nanami’s lips formed a straight line. He couldn’t argue against your words because they were true. His daughter was five. It was no point to stir her away from the lifestyle her parents (and a good portion of people she interacted with) were so familiar with, especially when she could possibly already see the ghoulish creatures that haunted his nightmares when he closed his eyes. 

“You’re still her father, Ken,” You mumbled as your eyes glanced up at him. “No matter how you look right now, she will still know it’s you because of this.” Your index finger pokes his chest where his heart is. 

During some moments within the day, you watched Nanami do simple tasks around the house as the two of you were waiting for you to have to pick up Yu from your friend’s house. Deciding to do what you guys usually do on a bright Sunday morning: clean the house. Your eyes couldn’t help but shine in worry seeing his right-hand shudder while he tried to do something like help you cut up vegetables for dinner. You knew this took a toll on him because cooking dinner together was your thing. A form of love language created when you first started dating blossomed into a tradition—it was just something you two did together. Even after long days of work and raising a very bright personality five-year-old—you two always met in the kitchen, whipping up dinner together and sharing subtle kisses here and there. 

Your lips parted to ask if he needed help, but it was as if he read your mind—Nanami shook his head as he continued to cut the vegetables. This time he had a better grip on the knife and was doing it perfectly. If you looked closer, you could even see a twinkle in his eye at him being able to do such a task. Your lips curve into a small smile before you return to doing what you were doing. The two of you moved in sync in the kitchen as if you were competitors in a cooking show—managing to finish dinner and set the table just in time for you to have to pick up Yu. You kissed Nanami’s cheek, mumbling about how you’ll be back as soon as possible. Your friend only lived about fifteen minutes away and didn’t mind dropping Yu off, but you felt it was best for you to talk to her first. 

You hated to admit that you were afraid of how Yu would react at the sight of her father—especially considering that you never went into detail about what you two do. She knows you’re a doctor and heal people, but that was it. She had no clue about curses, cursed energy—any of that. Was it wrong to shield her from that, considering that her parents would die? Maybe. But you and Nanami wanted to do everything to protect her youth and her ability to be young. When you picked Yu up, you couldn’t help but smile, seeing her bright smile as she skipped out of your friend’s house with her belongings in one hand and taiyaki. She hugged your leg as you opened the car door, rambling about her adventures with your friend. You helped her in her booster seat and strapped her in before climbing back into the car and returning home. Your mind is running with thoughts of telling your daughter that her father was back from the work trip, but he got hurt. He didn’t look like the last time she saw him. 

“Yu, we have to talk.” You said while stopping at the red light. You look in the rearview mirror, watching her snack on the sweet treat. Mentally, you’re cursing your friend for giving her sweets so close to dinnertime—but maybe that would help her process the burdening news. 

She glances at you with a smile. A toothless one because Nanami lost one of her front teeth after biting an apple while she was going. Another moment Nanami has missed. You broke eye contact with her to continue to drive, and you could even see the familiar driveway of your home. 

“Is daddy finally coming back?” Yu asked. You could hear her kicking her feet, and you simply sighed. 

You were turning into the driveway and parking the car. You unbuckled your seat so you could turn to look at her. Her curious expression looked rather adorable with the taiyaki crumbs on them. You knew you couldn’t lie to her. Ignoring her question, you exited the car and helped her out. You figured it would be better to be closer to her when you dropped the colossal bomb that could alter how she sees her father. Closing the car door and kneeling to her height, “Sweetie, I need to tell you something about your father.” 

Yu’s head tilted in confusion, and her eyes shone with curiosity and fear. Your hands would give her a comforting squeeze, tugging the coils out her face that fell out of the red headband Yuji brought her on one of his free days from being a sorcerer student.

“Daddy got hurt badly at work.” You tried to explain, but your voice seemed to crack in the back of your throat as you tried not to cry. This hurt.

“Your dad was hurt really bad, and I just wanted to let you know that you must take it easy on him. He’s still your dad, who will protect you no matter what.” You rubbed your thumb against her cheek brushing away any crumbs off her face.

Yu only give you a nod. The five-year-old had to comprehend that something happened so quickly that she didn’t even know if she should be asking more questions. She was one curious kid that always had a question about something. You opened the front door holding onto Yu’s hand, and the house seemed too quiet other than the sounds from the dining room. You glance down at Yu and lead her to the kitchen; you can’t help but chuckle at the sight. 

Nanami set the table slowly; he didn’t even notice that two of his favorite girls had returned. You felt Yu grip your hand harder at the sight as you cleared your throat to get his attention just in time as he set the last place at the table. When he looked up and saw the two of you, you gave him a reassuring smile. It was okay. It was a huge step, but it was okay. The skin on the right side of his body was bare and burnt and could be considered quite distracting to people who walked by him when he went to physical therapy. His mangled scars traveled up from the side of his face and down to his foot. His right eye was covered with a black eye patch as he stared at his wife and Yu. 

Yu’s mouth gasped open as she clutched to your pants leg. You didn’t want to nudge her forward; you were aching to know what was running through your daughter’s mind. Yu’s eyes seemed to be eyeing Nanami, who was standing before them. Nanami feared what his daughter would do and how she would react. He was afraid that his daughter wouldn’t recognize him due to the permanent scars he now had on his body. His palms grew sweaty at the silence in the kitchen. He still remembered the conversation you two had before all of this. He couldn’t shutter away in fear in a situation like this, and it was something Mahito would want. 

Yu finally detached herself from your pants, dropping the snack she once was eating and running to hug her father’s leg. The sight shocked you as you watched Nanami lift her in his arms and pull her close. Yu’s small arms wrapped around Nanami’s neck as she started to cry. Your eyes began to burn with your tears, quickly going to swipe them away before you became an emotional wreck. You were happy to see her show that emotion to you and Nanami. 

Yu lifts from the crook of Nanami’s neck to say through sniffles, “Daddy, I can’t believe you’re a pirate now.” 

You chuckled at her statement before speaking, “How about you two go get cleaned up, and I’ll put the food on the table.” 

Nanami put Yu down, and he extended his hand for her to take so she could lead him to the bathroom so they could get ready for dinner. A warm feeling overwhelmed your heart watching Yu drag him away, but she did it so gently, considering that Nanami still used a cane to help him walk better to his destination. You let them get cleaned up while you cleaned up the snack your daughter dropped and finished setting the table. 

Dinner felt like a nostalgic feeling—a nice nostalgic feeling that made you smile so hard. Yu was telling you about all the adventures she went on while you were away, from going to the countryside with Nanami’s parents to going to a pig cafe with your friend. She had so many stories to tell that she must have been holding in to tell the two of you.

“And I lost my tooth.” She grins at the two of you as she lets her tongue glides across the place where one of her teeth once was. 

“I’m sure the tooth fairy came and visited you,” Nanami adds.

“Yeah,” Yu placed her fork down to dig into her pockets, and she pulled out her yen bills. “Then I also made a new friend at school.” 

“You’re one social butterfly,” You said aloud, sipping your water.

“He’s so nice but has an ugly imaginary friend.” Yu shoved her mouth with vegetables leaving both Nanami, and yourself stunned at her words.

“Sweetheart, it’s not very nice to call someone ugly. Even if it’s an imaginary friend.” Nanami glances at his daughter, who lets out a familiar dramatic sigh he has heard from you. 

The blonde-haired male tends to forget that his daughter had a carbon copy of your personality. He watches as she pushes her vegetables around her plate before speaking again, “It’s just his imaginary friend who makes weird noises, and it looks like they make my friend unhappy.” Yu explained 

Nanami’s head tilts in curiosity, hearing his daughter describe something he was acquainted with. His hold on the fork tightened as he realized what his child was describing, and his stomach formed the most monstrous knots. He took a sip of water as he watched you grab hold of his hand and give it a nice squeeze. 

“How long have you been seeing this imaginary friend?” You asked.

“Hm, since Monday,” Yu admitted. 

“How about we invite your friend over? Hm?” Nanami asked. 

“Really?” Yu questioned excitedly. 

You made eye contact with Nanami. You didn’t want him to push himself so much that he was uncomfortable. “Are you sure about that?” You questioned as you collected Yu’s plate in front of her.

“It’s okay.” Nanami gives you a grin. “We’ll just have to ask the little guy's parents, that’s all.” 

Dinner continued with laughs and stories. Yu was so excited just to see her two parents together again. She couldn’t stop discussing everything she wanted to show you and Nanami. Even as you wrapped up dinner and told her to get ready for bed—she begged Nanami to help her. Due to Nanami being the girl dad he was, he couldn’t resist that charming smile and the puppy dog eyes Yu gave him when she wanted her way. 

“I’ll meet you in our room when I’m done. Make sure she brushes her teeth.” You smile as Nanami pecks your lips and watches him disappear towards the stairs with your energetic daughter. 

NANAMI’S FINGERS GRASPED AT THE FLUFFY PINK TEDDY BEAR  AFTER HE HAD TUCKED YU IN. Nanami Kento hasn't done this in months. He hadn't tucked his daughter in and placed a soft kiss upon her forehead in months, and the feeling felt so foreign to him even though he had held her so close when she was only a tiny baby. Or the fact that he witnessed her take first steps towards not him or his lovely wife Y/N, but freakin’ Gojo. Then Nanami couldn’t forget holding her hand as he walked into her first dance class. 

Yu looked at him as if he was the whole world—as if he was her protector and knight in the fairytale world that she dreamt about. Now, the guilt and the harsh stab in his heart hit him that he possibly wasn’t strong enough to protect her however he wanted. How can he protect something he promised to protect when she was just a baby now that his scarred hands shook doing simple tasks like tying his shoes, and when he closed his eyes, his nightmares were filled with him. 

“Daddy?” Yu broke the blonde-haired male out of his thoughts as she looked at him. “Where’d you go? Mommy said you went away for work.” 

He sits on her bed, and his weight causes the mattress to sink. He felt that question was coming; she just didn’t feel comfortable asking just yet. “Yes, I did. I just got hurt while doing so,” His lips form a reassuring grin that he hopes she will return.

Instead, her chocolate brown hues only lit up in curiosity. It was a look he had seen in Y/N’s eyes many times when he stepped into the medical room at the Kyoto school. Yu snuggles closer to the teddy bear in her arms before asking, “Does it hurt? Mommy can make you feel better with her mommy powers, or Auntie Shoko can help you..” She then flashes Nanami a smile, and it just hits Nanami that his little girl was missing one of her front teeth. 

She extended her hand, and Nanami’s scarred one held on to it. He watched her small thumb rub against his hand with a small smile. “I missed you, Daddy.” Her eyes start to water, and the waterworks begin. 

He cradles her in his arms so tightly, similar to when she was only a tiny baby in his arms years ago. Nanami didn’t want to let go. He held onto his daughter until she fell asleep with dried tears staining her cheeks. When he tucked her in tightly with her favorite stuffed teddy bear next to her, he placed a kiss on her forehead. 

“I will protect you forever, no matter what, princess.” 

After those words, he knew she probably wouldn’t remember, he turned off her room light. The only thing that illuminated Yu's room was a nightlight plugged up near her bed while Nanami closed the door just a bit for it to be cracked. 

Nanami settled in bed after showering. With one of his favorite books in his hand, he didn’t even notice that Y/N had skipped into the room after checking on Yu one last time before bed. The oversized Star Trek shirt that once was owned by Nanami hugged your figure, and with each step, you took to climb into bed—Nanami could get a glance at the cup of your butt. 

Y/N climbed into bed, and Nanami expected her to snuggle up close to him like she usually does when he reads before bed. She’ll always tell him how comforting his voice is when he reads aloud to her. Subtle jokes about how he could have been a speech coach or something instead of fighting curses. He wished his life was as simple as that. Instead of being scouted to go to a school to fight curses, he would have lived an everyday life. He would meet Y/N in a hospital in another life because now that he’s been married to her for years, he couldn’t fathom another life where she wasn’t a part of it. 

Nanami’s chocolate brown hues scanned over the words of the book he was wearing as he felt the weight of Y/N climbing on top of him. Her tummy was now supporting his book as she glanced down at him, and when his eyes finally looked up from his book—his lips formed a crescent moon-shaped smile at the sight. She hadn’t wrapped her hair yet, so her kinky coils were sprawled all over her head like a golden crown. 

“I missed you, you know? I missed this.” She says as her teeth grind against the plump lower lip. 

Nanami folded the corner of the page; he stopped reading and closed the book. He placed the book on the oak-colored nightstand, and his hands found comfort on Y/N’s waist. “Me too.” He answered truthfully. 

“I can tell, Ken,” Y/N says lowly as her hips rock against Nanami’s bulge, which displays how much he had missed his wife since his months of being away.

His fingers tiptoed up the shirt, but he soon snatched his scarred hand away in embarrassment. The insecure feeling of his rough and tainted fingers caressing something so soft as his face grows red. Y/N’s eyebrows raised in confusion because he didn’t want to touch her. She didn’t take offense to it, considering that she knew this was something Nanami would have to get used to. That half of his body was permanent with scars that she would help him love.Y/N tugged her shirt over her head, tossing it on the floor. Her hand grasped Nanami’s scarred one and she kissed his knuckles before placing his hand on one of her breasts.

“It’s okay. I want your touch. I crave your touch.” Y/N says. She guided Nanami’s hand up and down her soft brown skin before she began to rock her hips again. She knew Nanami was enjoying because, through the curls that fell in her face with each rock of her hips, she saw how his chocolate brown eyes lit up. “And I can tell you’re craving my touch also. You’ve missed me so much, didn’t you?” 

Nanami’s words were so caught up in his throat that he didn’t even know how to respond. His mind couldn’t focus on everything all at once because he wanted to do so much for Y/N. His scarred index and middle finger rolled her nipples in between them, gaining a moan from her, and it hit him hard at how much he missed this. He missed seeing how Y/N’s eyes fluttered close in pure bliss when he touched and kissed her. He’s so eager to get out of his boxers that he didn’t even catch the way she had some shit-eating grin on her face. 

But it was another thing that Nanami adored. He adored seeing that expression on Y/N’s face when he finally slid in. The way she would chew on her lower lip to muffle a moan when he had only slipped his tip inside her. Which only would cause Nanami to finally shove his cock further inside her just to hear her yelp out his name and have that dreamy expression on her face. 

That same expression she had on her face right now that Nanami’s cock was inside of her. A look of affection that the retired sorcerer missed so much. His hand grasped her waist, guiding Y/N’s hips in a pleasurable, rhythmic pace for both of them. Y/N props her hand on Nanami’s chest to help her balance upon riding him. Moans trembled out her mouth with each roll of her hips, and she had only had Nanami on her mind. It was quite strange how he could plague her brain like a catchy summer tune. That was just the type of spell he had on her. 

Nanami tried his best to thrust upward just to hit the spot that had Y/N speaking one of the languages she knew, but it had only taken a toll on his body, and Y/N noticed immediately. 

“I got it, Ken. Just relax.” Y/N’S leaning down, kissing at the corner of his lips (specifically the side that’s decorated with burn marks and soon his lips as she cocked to bounce upon his cock. “I know you want to ensure I’m getting more out of this than you.” She adds. 

“Y/N…” Nanami breathed out. “I just want to make—”

His words were cut off by her, “Make sure I orgasm; when do you not make me orgasm?” She glances down at him.

“Can I take care of you for once? Hm?” She asked that question with a roll of her hips for each word and syllable that left that pretty mouth of hers. 

And Nanami’s brain turned into mush, his face got so hot, and his balls grew heavier. The only answer he could give to Y/N was, “Fuck.”

“Good answer.” She cockily responds before her hand reaches at the headboard to help her ride him some more. 

The mess built between their naked bodies was driving Nanami insane but in a good way. After months of being touch-deprived due to surgeries and physical therapy, he needed this. He relaxed under Y/N; he let her take control until he could feel himself about to cum. 

“I’m about to—Shit,” Nanami uttered. Before he could say anything else, Y/N could feel the thick ropes of cum shooting inside of her. She’s leaning down, capturing his lips upon his and slowly grinding against him to ensure his cum stays inside of her. 

When the kiss broke apart, Nanami looked up at his wife as if he had hearts in his eyes. “I fuckin’ love you.” 

“I love you too,” Y/N giggles through her subtle pants. 

With the Star Trek shirt back on Y/N’s body, which was now stained with the scent of Nanami and sweat, she glances over at her husband, who is sincerely thinking about something. She hoped he still wasn’t thinking about the scars on his body. “What’s on your mind?” She glances up at him through her eyelashes.

“Yu can see curses now.” Nanami looked at his wife. “She’s only five.” He adds with a sigh.

Y/N hated to admit that her assumptions of what their daughter told them during dinner were accurate. She felt like Yu was too young to see them and finally realized that her world was much different than her friends in class. But Yu had two amazing parents. Two parents would guide her through this. Due to Nanami being the wonderful husband he was, it was as if he read Y/N’s mind. 

With a sly grin and a quick, playful peck on the tip of Y/N’s nose, he says, “We’ll guide her through it, though.” 

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I love him

So much so

That even though

He is gone from my arms

My love for him lives in me

As grief

Because all grief is,

Is love that has no where

To go

So I will gather it in me

Until I can give it to

You again

A soothing thing for you

Poison for me

⇝ 𝘞𝘢𝘴 𝘨𝘰𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘢 𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘴𝘵 𝘧𝘪𝘤 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘐 𝘨𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘶𝘱 𝘭𝘮𝘢𝘰

Papa Atsumu x T/N

Menciona: amor, embarazo, tio osamu, fiesta de cumpleaños

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“ No estás sola. Estoy aquí.” Atsumu  dijo frotándote la espalda. Tu ex te dejó hace 1 mes cuando tenías 4 meses de embarazo. Te dejó a ti y al bebé. Atsumu, tu vecino/mejor amigo ha estado cuidándote. “tengo miedo Atsumu… ¿cómo le voy hacer?” empezaste a llorar. Atsumu siempre ha estado enamorado de ti desde la infancia. Lo conociste cuando ambos tenían 4 años. Te mudaste al vecindario para comenzar un nuevo comienzo con tus padres y hermanos. La forma en que lo conociste fue divertida. Su perro cavó un pozo en la cerca y corrió detrás de ti, solo queriendo el conejito de peluche que sosteníans. Atsumu gritó "¡Detente, perrito!"

Finalmente, el perro los persiguió a ambos y ustedes se cayeron. El perro les dio besos a ambos. Después de ese día tú y los gemelos eran inseparables. 

Cuando nació el bebé, tú y Atsumu estaban saliendo y enamorados, por lo que ambos eligieron llamarla Ayleen Miya. Pasó un año y te casaste con Atsumu. Todos estaban muy felices de que te hayas casado con él y hayas conseguido la vida feliz que siempre has querido y merecidas. 

“Feliz cumpleaños pequeña. Mami y yo te queremos mucho. Vamos a cambiarte para que podamos combinar con mami.” Astumu dijo felizmente. Ayleen dejó escapar un lindo arrullo y pateó al mismo tiempo. Atsumu sacó su teléfono y la grabó. Estaba feliz y llena de energía. Entraste a la habitación y te acercaste. "Atsumu, tenemos que cambiarla. Todos están abajo esperándola". Él le puso su traje lavanda con brillo brillante. Después de que estuvo lista, la llevaste abajo. Atsumu siguió sosteniendo tu cintura. Su tío Osamu la mimó muchísimo y por eso tiene un montón de ropa y juguetes. Él le compró una bonita y elegante casa de muñecas que no podrá usar hasta que probablemente tenga 4 o 5 años.

La noche llegó a su fin y ya estabais todos duchados, cambiados y listos para ir a dormir. La estabas dando ayleen su leche y de pie. Atsumu estaba detrás de ti y te dio un beso en el hombro. "Soy el hombre más afortunado del mundo. Tuve la oportunidad de ser amado por la mujer que amo. Tuve la suerte de estar casado contigo y tener una pequeña hija maravillosa y saludable". Dijo Atsumu. "Tengo suerte de que tu perro me persiguiera y solo quisiera a mi conejito de peluche. No te habría conocido. Bueno, te conocería, pero en realidad no crearía una amistad ni un amor fuerte". Dijiste. "Estoy enamorado de ti t/n. Eres todo lo que he querido y lo tengo ahora". "Estoy enamorado de ti Miya Atsumu. Si quieres podemos tener otro bebé... ¿tal vez 3 más?" dijiste finalmente poniendo a Ayleen a dormir. Atsumu te ayudó a acostar a Ayleen en su cuna. "Sí, eso es perfecto. Quién sabe, tal vez al final terminemos con 5". Dijo Atsumu. Te reíste, apagaste las luces y encendiste la cámara y el audio del bebé. "Vamos a dormir, podemos hablar de tener un bebé en la mañana". dijiste caminando hacia tu habitación con atsumu lista para dormir después de un largo día.

matching bracelets ￤ meguru bachira

cw : meguru being meguru and embarrassing the reader just tad bit! teeth rotting fluff??

a/n : this is my first post on herebsix and it's dedicated to my numba one for his BDAYYY!!!! hopefully this is not toe like eww?? but ya enjoy it!

( august 8 — 8:08pm )

bachira meguru loves to make it known to everyone that it’s his birthday. he loves every single thing about it from the beginning of the day, all the way up to the very last milliseconds of the last hour.

he loves starting off his day waking up to ‘happy birthday meguru!’ texts from family, friends, neighbors, and most importantly, you.

though he adores the thoughtful presents, small parties, and treats he’s gifted throughout the day celebrating his birth, nothing is as beautiful as a gift as spending his special day with you!

and that’s where we are lead to now, a beautiful scene it is truly. the two of you entangled with one another’s bodies on the comfortable mattress. the movie you both had put on initially was now nothing as mere background noise for you both. the two of you laid, speaking about nothing else, but meguru’s special day.

"i love the new cleats my aunt got me, ive been wanting a pair in that color!" meguru said, though it came out more as muffled words, since his head was situated in the crook of your neck.

you hummed, "i thought the new painting supplies your mom got you would've been your favorite gift, no?"

meguru readjusted himself, making it so he could look at you, “i do love it! i’m just saving my favorite for a certain, special gift…”

you knew what he was hinting towards. he meant the birthday gift you have yet to give him.

nerves taking over you, you bit the inside of your cheek, and spoke up hesitantly, “i…i do have a gift for you, it’s just that…”

your voice slightly trailed off, noticing the big grin that etched its way onto meguru’s face in the corner of your eye.

“just what?”

a defeated sigh came from your mouth, you turned your head to fully face him, “it’s just that it’s silly, ‘nd i don’t know if you’ll even like it…”

meguru stared at you for a moment, before erupting into a melodious laugh. your lips pouted slightly as he continued his laughing fit. you laid there confused as to why he began to laugh so abruptly.

“y/n,” he started once his laughter had died down to small giggles. he placed his warm hand on your cheek and smiled so genuinely it almost made your heart explode. “i’m going to love anything you give me! you could give me mud and i’d still love it, maybe i’ll be like ‘what the heck?’, but i would cherish that mud till end of time because you gave it to me!”

you placed your hand on top of the one he had placed on your cheek and laughed. his stupid way of comforting you worked, and you absolutely adored him for that.

“okay, okay,” you said after dying down your own laughter. you scooted off his bed and walked over to your bag that laid in the corner of his room. after some digging, you pulled out a small, yellow pouch.

“it’s nothing too big, just something small,” you light-heartedly warned, walking back over to the bed. you sat on the edge of it while meguru leaned his back against the headboard.

he smiled, “i’m sure i’m gonna love it!”

you chuckled, holding out your hand, signaling for him to put his arm out, which he did not understand. he placed his hand in yours and laced your fingers together.

“no! give me your wrist!” you said, eyebrows knitting together. “and close your eyes!”

“oh!”

he corrected himself and followed your orders, closing his eyes tightly. he felt something cold wrap around his wrists, a bracelet obviously.

“okay, open!” you said, biting your bottom lip anxiously as you saw him open his eyes and investigate the new bracelet that sat on his wrist.

it was gold, probably not real, but it had the same gold coloring. hanging so delicately from the band, was a small dolphin shaped charm.

meguru looked at the jewelry with pure admiration and love, “a dolphin charm!”

he brought the bracelet closer to his face, closely examining it. a shy smile soon made its way to your lips, “do you like it? i can return it—!”

“no, i love it! i love it so much you have no idea!” he interrupted you, looking at your still reluctant face. “really, i do.”

“okay, good because we have matching ones,” you pulled up the sleeve of your (meguru’s) hoodie to reveal the same bracelet, but yours had a small sea-horse charm, differing from his dolphin one.

somehow, his eyes sparkled even more than before seeing the matching set you both wore. he tackled you into a hug, resulting in your back softly hitting the mattress.

“this is the perfect gift, y/n,” he mumbled while he laid in the crook of your neck. “i told you i would love it!”

you wrapped your arms around him and gave him a small squeeze, “shhh, i was just nervous!”

he lifted his head so he was hovering above you properly, “there’s no need to be nervous around me or what you think my thoughts are, okay?”

you softly smiled at the boy, which he mirrored, “okay.”

moving your hands from his back to his face, you placed both of your hands on his warm cheeks. you lifted your body up a bit to close the distance between you both, eagerly placing your lips onto his. meguru’s lips felt soft, and it felt like they sat perfectly against yours, which they did.

a satisfying hum came from your throat, breaking off the quick kiss. meguru pouted, “rude!”

“i can only kiss you for so long, meguru! i need to breathe ya know?!”

“‘kay then i’ll just kiss you like this!” he leaned down once more and happily peppered your face with kisses. not one spot was left un—kissed.

“meguru, stop! it tickles,” you laughed, as he continued to press soft kisses to your face.

you pushed his face away, continuing to laugh at the lingering, tickling feeling his lips left on your skin.

he looked at you with pure love as he watched you laugh. he smiled to himself, thinking about how he had to be the luckiest guy in the world to have someone like you by his side, especially on a special day like today.

“i love you,” he softly said.

“i love you too,” you replied.

© megururus august 8, 2022

relax love ￤ anri teieri

cw : this is a wlw oneshot so if ur for some reason uncomfortable with that then leave!! anri has no shirt on at some point, but nothing suggestive!! teeth rotting fluff!!

a/n : this is for my gf and future wife, anri bc i love her sm, and she doesn’t get enough love🫶🫶 this also basically a bday post but i’m not gonna label it as that since it’s not the focus of this one shot!!

( august 17 — 9:58pm )

you knew anri had usually worked quite late work days, doing god knows what for ego, and his blue lock project. her usual arrival time home was about 8:30 in the night, but right now she was nearing the one hour late mark.

you began to grow nervous, confused and worried as to why your girlfriend was not answering your texts nor your calls. you took one big, deep breathe, telling yourself that there could be many reasons as to why she is not home at the moment.

these reasons come as;

1. ego forced her to stay back and do extra paperwork.

2. ego forced her to stay back and do the stinky laundry for the stinky teenage boys.

3. she got into a car accident that has left her with no way of contacting her.

of course, you hope the last one was not true, and prayed it would be one of the first two options instead, which seemed more realistic.

you honestly were starting to think like an overbearing parent, but one thing you knew for sure was that you were not the overprotective kind of girlfriend, not at all. you were just very concerned at the moment, you know?

deciding you had enough waiting, you pushed yourself off the couch and towards the front door, hastily grabbing your keys and slipping on your outside slippers. the ones you would usually sport when going last minute grocery shopping with anri.

just as your hand reached for the doorknob, the door swung open, and in came a stumbling anri. you quickly held her up by her forearms, providing support so she could stand properly.

“anri, are you drunk?” you inquired, utter concern in your tone.

she looked up at you with a pout, blowing some strands of light brown, almost pink, hair that fell onto her face. “no i’m not drunk! it’s these damn heels, they’re squeezing my feet…my shoulders hurts, too…”

she kicked her feet, which resulted in her heels flying into a random place in the entryway.

you softly smiled at her, grabbing her hand and gently pulling her to the couch. you affably pushed her back onto the couch and visibly saw her stiffen.

“i’ll get that lotion you like and give you a massage, ‘kay?” you told her, though she quickly shook her head.

“it’s alright! you don’t need to do that for me,” she said as she was ready to get up from the couch, but you gave her a look. “or you can, fine!”

you quickly smiled and ran to the bathroom, grabbing her favorite lotion, ‘country ma’am cookies’ scent, and made your way back into the living room.

there sat anri in the same spot, back straight and stiff, while watching that random sitcom. she took notice of your presence and gave you a pointed look, clearly talking about the show.

“don’t even ask, it was the only thing on at this time,” you slightly frowned, then soon replaced it with a smile. “now, let me help you relax!”

your girlfriend sighed, and began to unbutton her pink top. she slid the shirt off her shoulders and tossed it to the ground, leaving her in her bra, making easy access to her shoulders and back.

you pumped some of the lotion onto your hand, rubbing it so it covered every inch of your palms and fingers.

“lie down for me, it’ll be more relaxing,” you softly instructed, to which she obliged to. she laid so that she was on her stomach, face squished onto the plush cushion.

you sat on her butt, giving you a more comfortable position to give your massage.

you placed your lotioned hands onto her shoulders, gently rubbing circles into the places that felt they needed it. when you got closer to her neck, you noticed she still wasn’t fully relaxed.

“anri,” you said, squeezing the spot where her neck and shoulders meet. “relax, love.”

it’s as if your words had a magical effect on her, since her body instantaneously eased. she looked much more calm and comfortable like this.

you continued working your palms and fingers over her neck, shoulders, upper/lower back, and a bit of her arms.

everytime your hands would knead a spot that felt good, anri would hum, her way of indicating that was a good spot and to continue.

it was quiet, nothing but skin rubbing and the sitcom was heard, though you had to ask your girlfriend a question. breaking the quiet room you asked, “so, why were you back so late? ego has you doing those boy’s laundry again?”

the girl below you breathily laughed, “no, thank god! but, he made me stay back to analyze some data about some of the players. looking at the same screen for so many hours strains my eyes.”

now it was your turn to laugh, you reached over to the bottle and pumped more lotion onto your palm. rubbing it in you spoke, “he needs to get off his ass and do his own work, and also stop eating those gross mayo ramen things.”

“i agree!”

another quiet atmosphere washed over you, something you both enjoyed and appreciated. you knew how much anri just wanted a break from work, she was very clearly worked to the bone, barely ever getting a vacation or a second to breathe.

you had hoped this small massage had released whatever physical stress she had in her body. swinging your leg off the other side of her body, you placed both feet on the ground, telling her you were done.

anri lifted herself with her arms, cracking her back after being in the same position for twenty minutes.

she moved to a sitting position and started to slip on her shirt that you had handed to her.

“so, how do you feel now?”

“wayyyy better, thank you, love,” anri said sweetly, dragging out her letters, then pulled you down to sit next to her.

you chuckled and placed a soft, chaste kiss to her lips.

“i’m glad!”

© megururus august 19, 2022

blue lock ￤ headcanons

cw : none that i can think of! fluff / stupidly random head canons :)

a/n; uhhh hiii LMFAO I HAVENT BEEN ON HERE IN SO LONG SORRY...i have no motivation to write an actual small drabble/fic so this is just a small collection of my BIG blue lock headcanons list in my notes app. i might make this just a lil thing so i can be active on here more but in a more reasonable way for myself IDK YET THO- but enjoy!

✧ rin is the type of person to listen to the beatles and be like, "name three of their songs 🤓😒" if you say you like them too

"name three of their songs, not mainstream..."

✧ nagi has one plant in each room of his apartment to talk to since he lives alone

some of their names are yuna, nora, luella, oer (?!)

✧ niko has an unhealthy amount of skincare products, he's gone through many trial and error. also, when he went to blue lock and didn't have access to them it was the end of the world for him

✧ meguru has one too many broken headphones, and when he uses wire headphones, they're so tangled to the point he has about an inch of wire (the rest is up to his chin)

✧ reo closes car doors with his hips.

✧ as a kid, karasu was the type to say, "i'm not even playing", when he was 1) the seeker or 2) the person who got found first

✧ meguru is ambidextrous (thank you for this one lani ❤︎)

✧ nagi easily gets roped in by those random game ads that are clearly a rip off, but he just gets so entertained. even if they cost money, he will mindlessly

"nagi, you don't need it-" "yes i do."

✧ tokimitsu apologizes to inanimate objects he bumps into/drops

✧ isagi always has food stuck between his teeth...☹︎

✧ kunigami claps when the plane lands

✧ isagi is 100% the type to say, "this one's for you", then COMPLETELY miss

✧ despite meguru's name literally meaning happy, buzzing bee, that boy is absolutely MORTIFIED by them (self projection ngl)

© megururus march 17, 2023

blue lock ￤ headcanons

cw : none!

a/n : pt2 of this little series! please enjoy!

✧ hiori has a mug collection. it’s filled with many weird looking mugs and he keeps them on a shelf next to his bed

✧ kunigami will not kill a bug no matter what, he will make sure it’s placed back outside with a, “be free little guy!”

✧ nagi has a really bad attention span. we are talking like toddler attention span

✧ reo is very adamant about taking care of his grill. he’ll make sure it’s spotless and looks perfect before he even thinks about touching a burger.

“i said i’ll eat after i clean the grill grates! she needs to be spotless.”

also wears a “kiss the cook apron"

✧ meguru is a big sleep talker and hummer

✧ meguru also starts off sleeping curled up, but as the night goes on, he ends up in a funky position

✧ chigiri tried to curl his hair once and it did not go as he planned. he didn’t notice the curler was on a super high heat, so he almost burnt his hair off

“hey sis, why is there smoke coming from my hair?” chigiri asked his sister who just so happened to be walking past the bathroom. “hyo, the curling iron is too hot! take your hair out!”

✧ meguru, reo, and rin are avid faye webster enjoyers.

✧ hiori seems like he’s extremely close with his grandmother for some reason. he’s always visiting her and telling her the latest gossip

they talk while they make fun pottery (most of the mugs he collects are from his grandma)

© megururus march 17, 2023

staring problem ￤ nagi seishiro

cw : none!

a/n : i wrote this on a late plane ride back home from vacation, so i apologize if it literally makes no sense lmao but i just wanted to write sumn for this headcanon i have of him

( april 19 — 1:31pm )

you never considered yourself to be overly anxious or paranoid, though right now, you felt like you were being watched.

actually, not even only now have you felt like this. throughout the day you felt as if a pair of eyes have been boring into you, watching your every breath and move.

you tried addressing the issue to your friends, but they told you they haven’t noticed anyone being weird around you nor anyone lingering around you. this just made the unnerving feeling worse, since not even your friends, who are with you all the time, could notice it.

here you were, sitting in your 5th period literature class taking down notes in your notebook. you were zoned into the lesson, when again, you felt a pair of eyes staring at you.

placing down your pen quietly, you subtly looked behind you on both sides of your body. your eyes scanned the room but saw nobody looking particularly suspicious, just some girls passing notes, and a guy with white hair resting his chin down comfortably on his crossed arms atop the desk.

that guy…you’re pretty sure his name is nagi seishiro. he was in a couple of your other classes throughout the day, like your art class, math, anatomy, phys ed, japanese history…actually he’s in every class of yours.

you made heavy eye contact with him. his grey-blue eyes lazily stared at you, he almost made you feel slightly intimidated, though that feeling quickly went away when you really inspected his eyes.

they looked so bored.

i mean, you don’t blame him— no one likes literature. you just took the class for the gpa boost, then that gets you wondering why he took the class.

your questions disappear as nagi sticks his tongue out at you. it was barely noticeable, as he only let a tiny bit stick out.

your eyebrows knit together in confusion, and you squint your eyes to affirm if he’s actually sticking his tongue out like a child.

he was.

you giggled quietly at him, sheepishly shaking your head at his little action. he lifted his head from his arms at your smile.

he continued to stare at your face even as your giggles died down. you turn around to face the teacher and their lesson once more, picking up your pen to continue your note taking.

there it was again, the feeling of someone staring at you. only this time, you didn’t feel paranoid. it almost makes you feel giddy, instead.

nagi couldn’t even suppress the small smile that adorned his lips.

he hadn’t noticed he’d been staring at you all throughout the day. he knew he had a staring problem, reo mikage, his best friend, loved to point out the blank stare he tends to give people when he’s either tired or found something of interest.

though it’s known that nagi seishiro is always caught dozing off or seems to be in a tired state continuously, he can’t even deny the fact that he’s been staring because he found you interesting.

he notices you, obviously, since he’s in all of your classes. though, it wasn’t until the other day, he noticed you secretly playing one of his favorite mobile games during you guys’ shared math class when you piqued his interest.

obviously you were not on his level, though he would consider you rather decent at the game.

ever since he noticed the common interest, he just found his eyes naturally gravitating in your direction. even reo has been noticing the snowy haired boy’s lingering gaze that rested on you whenever they passed by you in the hallways or cafeteria.

“just go talk to her, man,” reo would say after catching his best friends eyes wandering in your direction and not paying attention to the field in front of him.

nagi gave the same reply everytime, “that’s too much work…”

so instead, he continued to do what he did best, stare.

©megururus april 21, 2023

spiderman bachira au??? im thinking yes!!