✿ i write stories for different types of characters (its really hard to pinpoint my like)
✿ i personally do not like incest, daddy kink, age gap (where someone was literally just a minor), stories where someone is a child (teen), professor/teacher + student relationships, and probably many more
✿ other than that, im good with any genre
✿ please understand that i may reblog inappropriate fics for your age under #18+aerchives
✿ if you like the genres i mentioned i didn't like, its okay, i don't really judge
a/n: I am back from the dead after I see rounds of people looking for Kenji Sato. LMAO anyway
this fic is about that trend where the fur parents run the opposite side to see who is their baby's favourite
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"I seriously don't think this is a good idea." You huffed as you crossed your arms on your chest. Ever since Kenji downloaded TikTok he had been wanting to try some trends he found adorable online. Not that you disagree with him. Some of those trends are just way too cute that you can't resist recreating them too. But this one...you think it will be a goner.
To think that he used to say he will never download the god forsaken brain rot app...yet, here he was. Sending loads of videos for you to check. Whenever he has time to hold his phone, best believe you've got 10 videos to watch. Not that you mind, really. Most of those videos are phenomenal.
Anyway, here is the problem at hand.
His TikTok addiction started off cute, funny, and entertaining. Not until you both started recreating trends to see who is Emi's favorite parent and all of those trends ended up in your favor.
Somehow, Emi just likes Mama way too much than his Papa, and Kenji? He never liked that.
After many proofs that Emi prefers to be with you, he had been looking for ways to prove you wrong. Not that you are competing with Emi's attention. But proving Kenji wrong was somehow satisfying, and you felt proud being her favorite despite Kenji knowing her first.
You adore her like your daughter, do what is best for her, and it was natural for a baby like her to gravitate towards a mom figure. At least, you tried to explain as you watch Kenji do many attempts to prove that Emi likes him most.
"What do you mean? Scared that I will prove you wrong?" He asked rather smugly. You can't help a scoff and raising an eyebrow to that.
You completely forgot that this is Kenji we are talking about. When he set his mind to things, it is way too hard to take him away from it. He is one stubborn man. You love the guy but you can admit, this is one of his worst traits when it doesn't favor you.
"Alright! Fine! Whatever! Don't cry when Emi still chooses me!" You raised both of your hands in exasperation and defeat. Tired of Kenji's sore loser attitude, and hoping that he gets whatever he wants from this last video or else, the urge to sack his handsome chiseled face will be done by your fist.
He rolled his eyes at that and huffed, "Ha! I will not because I will win" as he asked Mina to start taking the video while you two positioned yourselves at both side of Emi.
Emi who was just sitting at the center, innocent, unaware, and happily chirped as she saw both of her parents walking towards her, standing side by side. You can't help but coo at her cute reaction, but Kenji angrily whispered, "No cheating." and you just rolled your eyes at him.
Mina's voiced filled the space as she started counting. Emi who wasn't told anything, titled her head to the side, curious as to what is going on and why is Mina counting when playtime was over awhile ago. You closed your eyes and looked away, feeling guilty at that innocent look. But to get it over with, and be done with Kenji's in denial, you turned your back on her, preparing to run.
After the count of three, you two bolted at the opposite direction of each other.
And the poor baby kaiju was so startled she looked left and right so fast it was inhumane, she was so confused as to why both her parents started running away from her. Terrified, her back straightened, still looking from the directions you two choose to run towards, and not long after, she bit her beak and burst out crying. Her shrill cry was so loud it felt like that place shook from it's sound.
At the sound of Emi's cries, you were the first to turn around and gasped in panic. You know this is such a dumb idea!
As you looked back at her, your eyes met, and the baby Kaiju immediately stood up and started running towards your direction.
You didn't even hesitate running towards her, nor you were scared that she may stepped on you accidentally. You just run, wanting to comfort her and stop her from crying. She slowly stopped when she was mere inches from you, and using her plumped hands she scooped you up, put you against her cheeks, like hugging you for comfort.
Your heart broke a million pieces hearing her cry. It was always heartbreaking when she do. You coo at her, apologizing, and reassuring her that Mama and Papa are just playing games that there is no need to be upset. The baby kaiju was still softly crying but at your comforting words, she chirped sadly— the sound is like her way of telling you that she was so scared. You reassured her. You pet her cheeks to console her, and with that she chirped again but this time, it was like a child saying, "Mama" for comfort.
"Are you kidding me!? I practically raised you first!"
The soft moment didn't last as Kenji's voice boomed and echoed. He yelled feeling betrayed, pointing his fingers at you and Emi, who is still in the middle of a touching moment.
"Your Papa is such a loser, right, Emi? He is so dumb too." Ignoring his outburst, you cooed softly at Emi again, who in return cooed back as if agreeing.
"What did you to Emi!? I know you cheated!" He accused. You were surprised when he suddenly transformed as Ultraman just so he can look at the two of you eye to eye.
That ticked you off. But before you can reply furiously at his insensitivity, Emi brought up her chubby arm and slapped the finger that is being pointed at you.
She chirped with a huff, and you don't need a translation to understand that she just called her Papa "dumb". The word you often use whenever Kenji acts so stupid and thoughtless.
He keeps on accusing you of cheating, never even thinking that you practically raised your siblings, hence, you are so good taking care of kids.
let's pretend denji is happy cuz im tired of seeing people using him
Imagine befriending the weird guy named Denji in your apartment complex. A next door neighbor that you thought was a ghost because he comes and goes, and gets home in the middle of the night.
You call him weird because sometimes you see him laughing and talking by himself but you learned to accept it since you can actually rely on him when carrying your heavy groceries upstairs. Although odd, he was a gentleman so you let him be.
Until one night, you were woken up by a loud wet and flapping sound, heavy grunting, and moaning from the other side of the thin walls of your room.
You don't even need to ask what he was doing. You recognized that sound. The feeling of shame and embarrassment resonates on your skin on how warm it has become.
Of course, a man also needs to relieve himself. You just thought he would be discreet, thinking of his neighbor too. He probably has been doing this even before you were here. He probably forgot. Or at least you tried to convince yourself.
It lasted a long while, and you were wide awake the whole night. You just can't remove the sound in your head. And when you're finally able to close your eyes, your body was so tired that it forced you for a short nap to rest, you still dreamt of it. The worst part was being violently woken up because in your dream the sound had Denji’s face on it.
The next day, you did your best to ignore him and make sure you will not cross paths. However, he does it everyday. You’ve guessed since you did not complain, he thought that you're not hearing it. You were just too embarrassed to confront the guy. And you don't want to feel awkward with your only known neighbor on this floor.
So everyday you pretend not to hear it, at least you tried your best, until there was a day you were extremely horny.
With your back against the wall, you fingered yourself and played with your pussy. It was so good that you lost yourself and did not realize the volume of the sound of your moaning, not until after you cum.
Sweaty, tired, and in the middle of your heavy breathing to regain composure, you realized that there was only silence. And it was loud.
Did he stop?
Not sure if it was because you just had your release but you were weirdly calm as you steadied yourself and rested your head on your pillow.
Not long after, you can hear hesitated knocks on your door.
Denji’s voice echoed in your small room and you shivered hearing the pathetic timbre on his voice.
“I heard you. Open up.…..please.” He pleaded. Desperate.
Wait….witness protection with Soap….like you’re a witness to some horrible crime and since Soap has been put on leave due to his head injury, they decide it’s an easy-enough job for him to shoulder. he has to dote on you but after some time he starts referring to you as his sweet little wife “as a cover”, but you’re not so sure, because now he’s expecting home cooked meals and wants to share a bed with you…squirming closer and sweeping his stupidly thick fingers over your panties when he thinks you’re asleep :((((((
sorry for all the zombie posts, i'm rewatching "all of us are dead" and now i can't stop thinking about zombie aus. also VERY into the idea of Ghost getting bit but not fully turning, so he still responds and behaves like a human, but the first time some asshole survivor in his group tries to say they should just kill him before he turns, he takes a massive bite out of him
Ghost as the villain in your version of the Little Mermaid.
Ghost as an octopus merman, the prince of a ruined kingdom— once, long ago, having asked for a chance to court you for your hand in marriage, and refused by your father. Between human intervention, and the lack of allied kingdoms, his lands fell to ruin. He lives isolated in a cave outside of your kingdom, practicing dark arts— a skill that comes naturally to someone with so much bitterness in their soul from tragedies suffered.
He cultivates a reputation. Someone who can grant wishes, for a price. A last hope for the desperate. You would risk something as unimportant as your life if it meant a chance at your dream, wouldn’t you?
That’s how he meets you. You’d never seen him, he’d been refused by your father before you’d ever even met him, but he remembers you. Once the object of his earnest desires, now an obsession— unknowingly a symbol of the start of his ruination.
And now, in a further mockery, you’re in love. With a human man. (If I was feeling extra evil I’d make it soap heehee).
But this is a golden opportunity for him. If you make a deal with him, he could start on a warpath of reclamation. To possess all of the things denied to him— starting with a sweet little princess for a wife.
“True love,” he says, trying to cull the venom that’s bubbling in his throat at the mere idea of you finding happiness with another. “You’d risk somethin’ for that, wouldn’t you, darlin’?”
“You win his heart, and you stay on land with him, yeah? If not… you’re mine. D’we have a deal, sweetness?” He doesn’t mention to you that all’s fair in love and war, and he’s had more than enough experience in the latter to earn victory in the former.
imagine running from a horde of zombies after you were caught off guard and sprinting through a forest, hopeless and desperate because you can't seem to shake off this horde that seems to be growing in numbers, until finally you come across a shelter carefully concealed in the pinewood, almost blending into the surrounding landscape.
the man living there must have seen you running in the distance because when you pass by, the door opens and shuts like a spider's trap, and he drags you inside and holds you to his chest so you don't so much as twitch until you hear the horde pass by. and it's large. hundreds of undead groaning and rushing by, almost clambering over one another, still thinking that they're in pursuit of you. your heart is smashing against your ribcage because you realize now that there's no way you could've outrun them or gotten away - the man at your back is the only thing standing between you and certain death.
he introduces himself as Gaz and tells you that you can spend however long you'd like with him. he's been living in the woods since the outbreak and he's been stockpiling food and water since long before. one of his old army buddies bought the bunker almost a decade back - a real prepper-type, though he passed well before the apocalypse and left the property to Gaz in the absence of any family.
you're so appreciative of his help and you aren't one to look a gift horse in the mouth, so obviously you take him up on his offer and spend the week.
only when days go by and you mention that you're thinking of heading out now that the horde has long passed, he talks you out of it. seems concerned about what'll happen to you if you're on your own out there. you let him convince you to stay a little longer, but sure enough, after another few days you start to get jittery, anxious to get back out on the road because the last thing you want to do is overstay your welcome.
then you see the locks on the door. it's padlocked shut, the key nowhere to be found. you don't remember there being locks on the inside. that's the only thing you can think when Gaz comes up from behind you, planting both of his hands on your shoulders, almost as if to offer you reassurance.
"don't worry, love," he murmurs, bending low so his voice is right in your ear. "i'm gonna keep you safe. you won't ever have one of them chase you again."
The taste you have in men is very particular. You love ikemen with a beautiful voice. Yet, up until now that description made him wonder.
Sugishita is very quiet. Not sure about the pretty because most girls his age are scared of his presence and face. They even called his reaction demon once.
You love giving compliments out loud. You love calling everything that made your heart flutter as cute and adorable. And he would often receive your cute and adorable compliments— even if his reaction was just a blank face of him.
Although, your reactions to his “adorableness” made him confused and questioned if you truly know the meaning of that word, he doesn't appreciate his classmates' whispers of doubts whenever you call him that in front of them.
How dare they question your claims? If you say his poker face is cute, then it is cute!
You hate tall and muscular men. You claimed they are always so scary and intimidating. The idea of being towered by men gives you an ick. And yet—
He is one of the tallest freshmen standing in 6’3. You would often lean on his chest as a pillow, claiming small girlfriend privileges. And you would often wrap your arm around his arm or waist and chirp saying he is very warm and comfy. Although lean, he is muscular.
Yet, in all of your oddness, he doesn't like it when someone calls you weird. You hated that word and so does he.
When Sakura, on your fifth meeting in the cafe, called you weird, a slip of his tongue, when you squealed and called Sugishita cute after he frowned and gave you a stink eye, for looking at you with pure confusion, after you asked him one of your daily odd questions.
“Would you love me if I became a worm?”
He cannot hide his surprise, and was thinking if it was a trick question when suddenly you laughed out loud and claimed his reaction was so cute, and you cannot help but tease him.
Sakura, who cannot hide his own confusion, blurted out, “You're weird.” and the silence was so loud and suffocating. Everyone knows he did not appreciate that you called his girlfriend weird, and it will surely end in a fight.
Kotoha’s eyes were wide. Kiryuu let out an “uh oh”. Nirei and Suo were already on high alert, especially, when they saw Sugishita push his chair out of the way, when suddenly you spoke and it immediately dissipated the tension.
“Don't you dare call me that, Tsundere.”
There were seconds before everyone boomed in laughter. And Sakura was red and sputtering nonsense as he tried to defend himself.
Sugishita looks smugly at Sakura before he sits back down, chest up and proud of you. He grabbed your hand, and kissed the back of it.
That's my girl.
There it goes. The reason why he likes you so much.
