+ f!reader x s. manjiro. tragedy. royal!au. rebel!au. enemies-to-lovers. ooc!manjiro i write him the way i want to idc. romance. heavy angst. fluff. slow burn. character deaths. explicit smut. war. trauma. violence & slight gore: decapitation, undertones of torture, murder. thank you @mqtsuno for the header, i love u <3!
Notes: Reader is female, nicknames (angel, my baby, pretty girl, brat), some cussing cause it’s Bakugo we’re talking about.
Summary: You’ve been on a mission for about a week now. A mission that was only supposed to be three days long and now has Bakugo worried and missing you.
It had been too long. Too long since he had seen you, heard you.. Hell, even felt you.
He hated feeling so soft. Hated that you occupied his mind whenever he wasn’t focused on hero work. Hated that every time his phone went off, he was secretly praying it was you.
You were only supposed to be gone for three days. Three days max, you promised. But now it’s been a week and he’s almost desperately searching the news to make sure you’re okay and in one piece.
He’s embarrassed when his phone starts ringing and realizes it’s you. His heart practically beats out of his chest as he snarls at the feeling and holds the phone up to his ear.
“You okay, Angel?”
It’s the first thing he asks. It’s the first thing he always asks. Never ‘hello’ or ‘how are you?’
His heart nearly plummets when he hears your soft sniffling on the other end. Immediately, the roughness of his voice leaves him as he asks what’s wrong, if you’re okay, if you’re injured.
“I just miss you, Katsuki,” You admit, and he can hear you wiping your nose on your sleeve, “I just want you here.”
“I know,” He soothes through a sigh.
He’s not the best at comforting and he knows this. If anything, you’re the one constantly cheering him up and listening to him grumble.
“I miss you too, baby,” He groans, pinching the bridge of his nose, “Miss having you around.”
You sniffle again, “You do?”
Katsuki chuckles, “‘Course I do, you brat.”
“I thought you always thought I was annoying.”
Katsuki has to bite his cheek to keep from laughing. He knows if you even think he’s laughing, that you’re gonna start sobbing.
“Oh, you are,” He assures, and there’s a slight pause as he leans against the wall for support, “You are but I miss it. Miss having you bug me every two seconds.”
You giggle a little, something that makes his heart jump.
“You gonna come home soon?” He asks.
He asks every day, several times a day when you’re coming home. For the first three days, you assured him it would be soon. But now your answers are turning into shrugged shoulders and a lot of ‘I don’t knows.’
“I think so,” Your voice wobbles, “We’ve finally got a big lead which could really be a turning point in this case.”
“Yeah?” He perks up. “You gonna kick some villain ass?”
You have to laugh at your boyfriend’s violent ways, “I’ll try my best, Katsuki.”
He sighs. He loves the way you say his name. Most of the time it’s being shouted or used to reprimand him. But you always say it so softly. So lovingly.
“You better,” He chuckles, “My baby’s already rising in the hero ranks.”
You laugh some more and it has his heart squeezing inside his chest painfully.
“God, I miss you,” He grumbles, and this time it’s your heart that’s aching, “Always miss you. Even when you’re here or at work. Don’t like it when you’re gone for so long.”
You nod, even though you know he can’t see you. The hotel you’ve been staying in feels so big, too spacious.
“I know,” You croak, “I know.”
You bite the inside of your cheek when you hear him groan again.
“You sleep okay?”
You tell him that you’re sleeping just fine but he can practically hear the tiredness in your voice.
“Bullshit,” He grumbles and you can’t help but but laugh softly.
“I’m sorry,” You apologize, “I’ve been working a lot of late nights hoping to get a lead and I thought if I just pushed through that I could-” You take a shuddering breath, “Thought I could come home sooner.”
“As much as I want you back, Angel,” He mumbles, despite the thoughts running through his head, “You can’t keep pushing yourself.”
“Like you’re one to talk, Katsuki,” You chastise gently.
He smiles a little to himself. At least you’re feeling a bit better if you have it in you to chastise him despite the number of days you’ve been apart.
“I know, I know,” He hears you yawn from the other end of the line and chuckles, “You already bored of me, baby?”
“No,” You assure, “Just.. exhausted.”
“You promise to call me tomorrow, right? After you kick some villain butt?” He asks softly so as not to interrupt your dreamy haze.
“Mhmm,” You mumble, the phone already haphazardly falling from the space between your ear and shoulder, “Promise.”
“Love you, pretty girl.”
You yawn once more, trying your best to memorize the way his voice sounds one last time.
content: slightly suggestive, fluff, requited love and more fluff and kisses.
word count: 1.7k+
bonten!ran haitani, gn!reader
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I wanna sleep.
You thought but tried to stay awake. Startling yourself awake when you feel how you were about to fall forward into the floor. Unbeknownst to you, a rather familiar tall guy with violet eyes watched you in amusement. His hands itches to help you up on a proper bed and let you sleep, but he just needs this little amusement going on a few seconds before he gets to help you.
You were startled awake once again when you feel arms wrap around your waist, you look up and even when half asleep, your heart flutters at the sight of the man you can’t stop thinking about. Ran grins at your half asleep state and you can’t help but grin back at him, mumbling out his name, which he found so cute he wants to keep you to himself.
“Wrap your arms around my neck, yeah?” He softly tells you which you nod at. Wrapping your arms around his neck, he lifts you up and then he pulls away one arm and places them below your thighs.
He is holding you bridal style, you hear a few chuckles behind you but pay no mind to it, cause you’re absolutely loving how comfortable it feels being held by him. You rub your face into his neck and Ran exhales quickly, cause you’re being undeniably cute. His heart flutters at the way you seem to subconsciously softly scratch at his nape.
This feels too natural.
But he loves it, he loves it so much he doesn’t want to let go of you.
He opens the door to his room, considering the small gathering is at his house. He approaches the bed and lays you down gently. You mumble something in your half asleep state, before you startle awake for the third time cause your arm was falling off the bed. You look up and see Ran looking at you with an amused face, he looks like he is holding back laughter and you huff softly which has him chuckling. He pulls at the cover from below you, and places it over you, tucking you in.
“Aren’t you gonna sleep?” Your voice is soft, Ran feels his heart pound harder against his chest. “Not now.” He softly answers, tucking away a strand of hair behind your ear. You hold onto his wrist as you nuzzle into his palm, letting out a content sigh of approval. His palm is warm against your cheek and soft, albeit little calloused which is equally fine.
“Why? Should I join you?” He asks, amusedly but also a little nervous of your reply. He do want to join you, holding you against his chest with his arms around you. You tucked against him as you both lay together on the bed.
You pull away from his palm to hide a little under the cover. You softly inhale and recognize the familiar scent of Ran. You take in the scent more. Which didn’t go unrecognised by the man of the scent himself. Ran wants to hold your pretty face and give you a kiss that will have you want more. And when he sees you slightly nod, he loses all his grip he had and lets out an exhale. And smiles at you.
He takes off his suit jacket, pulls on his tie to take it off. When he sees you pull away a little on the bed to make space, he sits on the bed, his heart pounding and pounding as he unbuttons his cuff sleeves and joins you on the bed.
Feeling like he should just go for it, since you’re already sharing the bed with him, he pulls his arm under you and pulls you in. You let out a slight gasp but regain your composure. You place your hands on his chest, slightly fisting his shirt.
And when he pulls you in closer, your heart can’t stop beating faster than it already does. You look up and see his cheeks tinted with a slight reddish color, all while looking at you.
“You look cute, you know?” He says which has you giggling, which makes him grin down at you. “You don’t look bad yourself.” You retort back softly, still feeling sleepy.
“Yeah?” He asks and you nod your head. He leans down closer to your face, planting his forehead against your own as he gently holds your face. He nuzzles his nose against yours, you feel his hold on you get tighter, which you do not complain at. You like this. Being in his arms, being held by the man that has your heart in his heart, which he doesn’t know.
But little did you know, that you already have his heart and all he wants to do right now, is give you a kiss. To feel your lips on top of his.
He stops nuzzling against you, before he leans in closer and his lips brushes against your own. You smile, which has him smiling too and he finally presses his lips on top of yours. It’s like time stopped completely the moment your lips touched his. The heart beats pounding even more against your chest and the flutter intensifying. Ran feels his heart flutter and he could only focus on the way your lips move against his own. How soft your lips feel against his mouth. And how all his senses are being invaded by you.
You fist his shirt even tighter and he uses his one hand to gently hold onto your face. This feels like a dream and you trace your hands up to his neck and gently squeeze his neck, as a way to tell yourself this is not a dream. You feel Ran smile against your mouth and you trace your hands further up his neck to gently tug on his hair, as a way to tell him to stop teasing you. He chuckles against your mouth and softly nips on your lower lip which has a soft gasp leave your pretty lips and Ran kisses the corner of your lips before he goes back to kiss you again.
The kiss is slow, chaste and soft. It’s like he is invading you completely, losing yourself to his soft mouth, kisses and his comfortable embrace. His grip on your face tightens ever so slightly, he presses his tongue into your mouth. Being attentive, Ran restrains himself. Wanting to know if you’re just as affected by him like he is by you.
The sensation feels overwhelming when you wrap your arms around his neck, he can’t stop the happy yet depraved moan that leaves his lips. Pulling and tugging him closer him, he trace both his hands down to hold onto your waist, pulling and tugging you in as well. He is not disappointed when he hears the soft whimper you let out when his hands goes below your shirt, his palms meeting your bare skin. Then he smoothly changes your position, so you were laid upon him, hovering as he was laid beneath you. You pull away to get some air.
Ran’s hair is tousled on the pillow beneath his head, his lips are red and cheeks flushed. He is panting as he looks at you with a glint to his eyes. You let out a short gasp when you feel him press you against him by gripping onto your waist. You hold onto his face and lean down to him, immediately his lips searches for yours and you place your lips on top of his.
His hair feels soft and silky in your grasp, you tug on it a little bit more making him lowly grunt against your mouth. Your lips feels smooth and soft against his own, perfect and sweet. He takes a glimpse of you mid kiss, to make sure you and this irresistible kiss isn’t a product of his imagination.
That has him kissing you harder, which has you letting out a needy whine into his mouth. He pulls you in closer, never getting enough of you and you tug on his hair more and more while his grip on your waist gets tighter.
He gently bites down on your lower lip, which has you humming in pleasure. “I thought you were sleepy.” He mumbles against your lips. You slightly shake your head. “Not anymore.” You mumble back. You whine while inching after his lips when he slightly pulls away, to pepper chaste kisses up your ear to your jaw to your neck, nipping on your pulse point.
You tug his face away from your neck and kiss him. He chuckles against your lips, loving how you’re equally desperate for him as he is for you. He is so glad he is alone with you right now, on top of him under his grip and kissing you. He couldn’t ask for anything better than you.
Ran lets himself get subdued in your kisses, you’re more vocal in showing your desperation for him, needy and desperate. Ran’s lips moves against yours in equal fervour, his sensations overwhelmed by you, the scent of you hypnotic beyond imagination. He sees your desperation slowly unravel, before you pull away panting. You giggle when he goes inching after more of your kisses. His lips brush against yours softly, as you feel his hands gently rub on your waist.
Both of you panting, needing oxygen as you look at each other before he nuzzles his nose against yours. This gesture feels so intimate, your heart almost feel like it’s skipping.
“I feel sleepy now.” You say breathlessly, making Ran grin at you. “Really, now?” He asks amused as you nod your head, smiling widely at him. He chuckles and hugs you closer to him. You bury your face his neck as he now lays you both sideways. He has his chin on the top of your head.
“Then I tuck you in.” He simply says, but his voice has a serious tone it which makes you giggle against his neck. “We are already tucked in, Ran.” You sigh, letting yourself melt into his embrace.
“I can still tuck you in, doll.” He softly says, kissing the top of your head. You hum in content, feeling drowsy. His soft stroking on your skin and his heartbeat against your cheek, has you feeling drowsier. You hear Ran mumble a soft ‘sleep well, baby’ before you fall asleep, content and safe in his arms.
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Warning : explicit smut, age gap, sugar daddy/sugar baby dynamic, pet names, gun play in Yakuza Mikey’s part, dom!reader in some parts, the boys doing so well for you…
Summary : there’s a new app to find a sugar daddy, how about they find your profile?
gentle fingers interlocking together as manjiro rolls his hips, the tighter the squeeze while your legs wrap around his waist, he looks down at you slanting his eyes when pleasure shoots down his veins. “you’re such a good boy, manjiro” you whisper out to him, a gentle smile spreading across your lips as mikey stops for a split second to cast his vicious snare at you. “stop with the pet names” he scoffs, gripping your fingers while he picks up the pace, plunging his cock deeper inside you and maybe it’s to alter his expressions but manjiro can’t help but feel a warmth blossom in his chest. the words felt like honey seeping into his ears, the way you said it—the way you looked telling him he’s a good boy has manjiro gasping out as his hot seed fills your hole and when he suddenly wraps you harder in his arms, quietly humming into your ear, “y-you can call me a good boy but only if you want.”
𝐊𝐀𝐙𝐔𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐀
nestled between his legs you gently stroke kazutora’s cock within your hands, fluttering your lashes while he meekly looks down at you, “good boy” you hum, poking your tongue out to swipe across your damp bottom lip. kazutora gasps, throwing his head back at the pet name you so sweetly called out to him. “always wanna be a good boy for you” kazutora whines, the coil burrowed deep within his gut begins unraveling, legs trembling while you pump him faster. “yeah? gonna cum for me, tora? be my good boy?” kazutora whimpers as your wrist flicks, gripping the swollen tip until his hips begin bucking into your palm, cute little noises falling from kazutora’s lips as he sprays pretty white ribbons on your hands and colors the sheets below him. “told you i’m always a good boy” kazutora lazily grins at you, chest heaving as you’re left a mess with his cum.
𝐈𝐍𝐔𝐈
inui features glows mysteriously while slices of light glitter down on his face, a seldom smile spreads across his face as you cup his cheek, shifting closer to him in the bed “you’re always such a good boy, seishu” you whisper out to him, inui cheeks flashing red at the words. he lingers his touch to your waist, wrapping his arms around you as inui pulls you close to his chest, snaking a hand down to your heat inui cups your cunt, “how good of a boy do i have to be to make you cum on my fingers, huh?” a low gasp slips through your lips when inui slowly draws his fingers through your slick folds, smiling at you when he hears your voice catch a different pitch. “a r-really good boy” you’re able to voice back, an arch in your spine while inui slowly pumps his fingers into your hole, “hm? what was that? didn’t quite catch that my good girl” inui smiles before curling his fingers inside you and just like that inui really is a good boy, a little too good.
𝐑𝐀𝐍
with your hands reaching out to claw on ran’s chest even then it seems like the brutal pace doesn’t falter from your doting boyfriend, ran continuously snaps his hips further—he leans down to curiously watch your facial expressions. “you’re such a good boy, ran” your cheeky smile causes ran to slow down his hips, leaning down on his elbow ran smooths over fray hairs from your face. “i know i am” he grins back so menacingly, rocking his hips back into that tantalizing tempo that can only knock the wind out of your lungs. “aren’t i such a good boy? fucking you until you can’t say anything but make those pretty noises for me?” ran groans, leaning back until both of your legs are placed over his shoulder, he kisses your ankle as the other hand leans down to trace circles on your puffy clit. “if you’re going to start giving me pet names pretty girl be sure to back it up, yeah?” ran smiles again before he is plunging his cock deeper inside you and you can’t for the life of you remember anything else after that.
𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐔
rindou runs his hands through his damp multi colored strands, smirking while he watches the way your tits bounce right in his face, using his cock however you please and rindou could honestly die a happy man. he’s nowhere near cumming anytime soon, basking in your warm walls sucking him in and how fucking good you feel wrapped around his thick cock. “good boy” you gasp, planting your hands down on rindou’s chest for some leverage as the hot coil in your stomach snaps against your inner gut. rindou ignores it, biting down on his bottom lip as the name filters through his mind—he fucking hates how much his cock throbs at that word, why does it feel so good all of a sudden? is he really a good boy? but before rindou can even process what you’ve even said he’s burying himself deeper inside you as he coats your walls with his hot cum. never making eye contact rindou just grabs you to shove your face into his neck, “you’re my best boy, rin” and just like that rindou is fucking hard again.
𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐙𝐔
“fuck princess, please say it again” sanzu moans so loudly it rattles your ears, the curdling whimpers of such a vicious man becoming nothing but a withering mess. sanzu looks up at you with half lidded eyes, scarred lips curling into a smile while you bend down to leave open mouth kisses against his neck. “good boy, haru. you’re such a good boy” you praise him, rolling your hips as the tip of his cock bruises along your cervix, sanzu moans again at the name—if it’s possible stars are blistered in his vision, he never knew just a simple word could drive him fucking insane. “yeah, such a good boy” sanzu babbles incoherently, snapping his fingers on the fat of your hips and pushing you down harder on him, “can i cum inside my pretty girl? wanna be a good boy for you” sanzu grunts, looking right at you and how could you deny that sweet face when he’s just begging to be such a good boy, only for you.
Ran wouldn’t be phased if you have a high body count. He’d just smile a little too sweetly and say, “So you have some experience? That’s great, Baby.” Little does he know that every man you slept with has not made you cum.
You had to get off on your own. Imagine his surprise when he makes you cum within five pumps of his fingers, and because it’s your first time cumming by someone else, the sensations are a bit more extreme. Your sensitivity is heightened.
He just stares at you wide-eyed while you’re shaking beneath him, pussy fluttering around three fingers. That look of shock quickly turns into something cocky and arrogant, and pleased. And you feel like you’re in for it now.
He hums, “Thought you’ve fucked before?” And when you had to embarrassingly tell him that none of them made you cum, well, that sets something off in him.
He smiles a little sharper and purrs, “Is that so? So what, I’m like the first guy to make you cum?” And he jabs his fingers into your sweet spot again, and your eyes roll a bit as he nearly groans, “That’s hot. The first-timers always cum so hard.” And you cum a second time within minutes. Not like you could’ve avoided it with the way Ran so precisely fingered you.
But he doesn’t stop there because he’s aligning the head of his cock with your slit. “You’ll look so pretty creamin’ on my cock.”
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ft. ken “draken” ryuguji, shinichiro sano, rindou haitani, ran haitani & shuji hanma
warnings: none but also tr 268 got me fucked up so i guess i’ll start writing for shin too
“yeah, i’m with a friend.” DRAKEN never eavesdrops but when he hears you refer to him as a friend, he immediately stops whatever he’s doing and throws you a glance over his shoulder to check if you’re serious—there you are, still propped up on his worktable as you carry on with the conversation on your phone. he barely catches a word you say as your voice has now dropped inaudibly but there’s a smile on your face. a smile. some goddamn nerve you have, he thinks. soon you hang up, hopping off the table before walking over to him. “baby, can you drive me home?” “can’t. i’m closing the shop tonight,” he answers curtly. “but you promised.” draken can detect the pout in your voice but right now, he’s not sure if it’s endearing or annoying. “too bad. why don’t you call inupi, your other friend? maybe he can give you a ride.” “wh-“ you don’t get the chance to convince your boyfriend as he abruptly turns away, forcing you to put an end to your stupid prank—you did not expect him to be this pissed off about it. “oh my god, ken. i was joking!”
SHINICHIRO loves casual intimacy. a huge sucker for it, even. but when he hears you on a call with someone talking about him—your friend, apparently, he’s too cautious to even hold your hand. “are we not supposed to tell people about us?” he hesitantly asks the instant you hang up the phone, “cause i may have told some of my friends…” despite your heart being sent aflutter, you try to stay in character but it quickly becomes unbearable when your boyfriend looks at you with clear guilt in his eyes. “but it’s okay,” shinichiro adds, “they can keep a secret... i think.” you’re mentally forming consoling words to tell him when he continues to ramble, a frown now creasing his eyebrows as he curses to himself. “fuck. i’m sorry, i should’ve asked-” “shin, i was kidding.” “huh?” “it was a prank.” “oh.” you giggle at his dumbfounded expression but he doesn’t return the sentiment. instead, he pouts, “that wasn’t funny.” taking his face in your hands, you smoothen the wrinkle on his forehead with a kiss before pressing your lips against his. “don’t worry. my friends know about you, too.”
“i’m on my way home… yeah... my friend’s driving me… okay. love you. bye.” RINDOU remains quiet as he listens to your words but had it been broad daylight, you would’ve seen the way his knuckles are almost white from how tightly he’s gripping the steering wheel. as soon as he pulls up in front of your house, he shifts the gear to park rather harshly which catches you off guard. “rin?” “what the hell was that?” his voice is low but there’s an obvious bite to it, “calling me friend then saying you love someone else?“ “yeah. my mom.” he simply blinks at your response. “what?” “that was my mom,” you reiterate. “then why did you call me friend? i thought she knows about us.” “she does,” you say with a chuckle in spite of your very evidently unamused boyfriend, “i was just messing with you. i didn’t think you’d be mad.” you reach over the console, gently taking his hand. “if it makes you feel better, i’ll tell her it was a joke and you were the friend. she loves you.” “at least one of you does,” he mutters, making you flick his forehead. “i loved you first.”
RAN is requesting for the tab when he hears you refer to him as friend to whoever it is you’re on the phone with. two can play at that game, he smugly thinks. so he pretends to not have heard you, reading over the receipt once it’s been placed on your table. he’s just inserted the bills into the holder when you put your phone away and as you count the banknotes, you realize they only cover his order. “i wouldn’t have ordered so much if i knew i was paying for myself,” you mumble as you rummage through your purse for your wallet. “i don’t even pay for rindou’s dinner,” ran shrugs, “let alone a friend.” your boyfriend doesn’t say anything else but a smirk begins to curl on his lips when you only gape at him. “it was a prank, ran.” “that’s what i thought.” you shoot him a scowl which he returns with a wink, grinning at you in self-satisfaction as he puts his money back into his wallet and takes out his black card.
“if by boyfriend, you mean my friend who’s a boy then yes, i’m with my boyfriend.” from the corner of your eye, you see HANMA snap his head in your direction and you have to bite the inside of your cheek to contain your laughter. as soon as you pull your phone away from your ear, your boyfriend sidles up to you. “so i’ve been demoted to ‘friend who’s a boy’? baby, you’re breaking my heart.” “you have a heart?” you say with a mock expression of surprise on your face before cracking a smile which hanma reciprocates. “i’m just teasing. i love you, shuji.” you’re about to reach for his hand when he beats you to it, curling your fingers until they form a fist and he bumps it with his own. “love you too brah!”
warnings. | ran slander + might seem a bit unfinished but idc i love rindou
taglist account. | @pricelesslibrary
“-Tsk”, Rindou stopped mid-sentence and clicked his tongue as he glanced over to the passenger side and saw your figure sleeping soundly. He shook his head and focused back on the road before him, the streets were still quite lively, filled with various vehicles despite the late hour.
And yet, a small smile found it’s way onto his face as his mind wanders back to you. You’ve always been like this, he remembers.
No matter the time or place, you could fall asleep under any conditions. How? – it’s a question that Rindou still asks to this day.
It wasn’t like he minded, sometimes it could be quite funny. His favourite memory happened quite early on in your relationship — it was the day Rindou took you to meet his brother. And in his typical fashion, Ran tried his hardest to embarrass his younger brother. He‘d boast and snicker about all the different stories he was about to tell, the ones he had specifically saved up for this moment. But alas, the older Haitani was not successful in his endeavour, as both of them quickly realised that you had fallen asleep.
While Ran felt the slightest bit offended, Rindou was even pretty proud of you for sticking it to his brother — even if it was unintentional — and also sighing a breath of relief.
Your boyfriend never minded the fact that you fell asleep quite easily, especially on car rides …. except right now. You had suggested a weekend getaway together and picked out the location — and had insisted on knowing the direction. „Trust me“, you had said. „It‘s not a long way, I know which turns we have to take!“
‚Trust me‘ my ass, Rindou thought. Right now, he was stuck at an intersection with no idea where to go. And you? Unconscious.
Hi, can I request for chishiya with a fem s/o who got hurt trying to protect him but he doesn’t know cuz s/o was hiding it from him, until later he found out and becomes all protective. Thank you☺️
hey! sorry for the delay. this blog was abandoned for A WHILE. but i am back now and i'm grateful to be here and for your request and patience! enjoy!
tw: a bit of gore while describing reader's wound, collapsing buildings and inaccurate medical procedures.
It was infected, no doubt.
You felt sick looking at it, wincing as you tried as best as you could to wash it under the sink of the bathroom of your room in the Beach. You weren't too fond of the place but now you were glad to have a semi clean place to take care of this injury with. After it was thoroughly rinsed, which didn't do much to help, you tried touching it around it to see if it looked worse than it felt. Nope, you instantly recoiled and a slight amount of pus came out of the large gash from under the bruised skin, making you slightly worried. You needed both arms to play. But you had no idea what you were doing so you opted for just wrap your forearm tightly in thick bandages and go to bed. You were getting used to sleep alone again.
You didn't know Chishiya in your previous life, only what he told you. He didn't told you if he was a workaholic or not but you were willing to bet he was. After all, he was always running around, plotting and recruiting people to help with his grand scheme. That's how he met and befriended Kuina, and Arisu and Usagi. And you. You and Kuina were the brawns to his brains, which meant he frequently was with at least one of you. He frequently insisted that you should play as many games as you were able, 'The more games you play the more time of life you have guaranteed'. It took a while for you to realize this was his way of caring. Took a lot longer for him to say 'I like going to games with you. I can be with you without risking your safety' when he thought you were asleep. You liked going to games with him too, you liked knowing you'd be there for him if he needed.
And he ended up needing you that day. Just one more game and you'd be ahead two weeks without having to play. Chishiya was a bit grumpy, he liked walking around the quiet city with you after playing. But he was sure to find one of his nooks and crannies on the Beach to be with you in peace. The game was relatively simple. Get inside a decrepit building falling to pieces, find all the pieces, bring it back out and assemble it. He insisted in going inside with you. 'This building is a trap in itself', he murmured and boy was he right. The game masters had no problem in using every dirty pipe and falling tile to their favour. But still, you would protect Chishiya no matter what. Which is why when the ceiling started to collapse after you got the final piece, you used your body to push his lithe one out of the way, a rusty pipe slicing your exposed forearm. Before Chishiya could even stand up, you quickly brought the sleeve of your black hoodie down, so it could soak up the blood and not concern him even further.
You hid it from him, of course. He couldn't afford to be worried right now. You took care of your wounds and in no circumstances let Chishiya see you in anything short sleeved. But after a few days you had to go back to your own room at the Beach and avoid him during daytime; you could only have a headache so many days in a row.
Chishiya wasn't dumb, he knew something was up. He didn't think you'd betray him. Or maybe you just don't want to believe it, said the annoying voice in his mind. Which is why he decided to sneak into your room to see what was up. He took his time to watch your face, the rise and fall of your chest,... His heart clenched at how much he missed you, not that he would admit to it until you were both out of there. He analyzed you carefully until his eyes landed on the bloody bandage on your arm. How could you not tell him? He wrecked his brain. Until... 'Chishiya, CAREFUL!' came to his mind. Oh. Oh no. Looking at you more closely he could see how you weren't sleeping soundly, profoundly annoyed and bothered. His hand on your forehead confirmed you were in the beginnings of a fever. He wasted no time at all.
When you woke up he made you tell him everything after downing two antibiotics. He scolded you like a mother would scold a child that dirtied themselves and helped you shower and wash your hair. Then he made sure to sterilize your bathroom counter so he could clean you up and cut off the infected flesh from your cut so he could sew you back up. 'Stop wiggling. This is your punishment'.
Chishiya wasn't as big or bad in the Beach, he was pretty cordial actually. Not wanting to burn bridges with people that may be useful. He was like a spectrum and different from Last Boss or Niragi that clearly hated everything and everyone and were in it for the thrill of the kill, no one never could quite tell what he was thinking, he was so guarded. And that, apparently, was somehow worse. At first you were confused as to why people seemed to be keeping their comfortable distance from you. And that was because Chishiya was glaring daggers or making some sort of backhanded small talk which didn't always register to the person but you knew him enough to catch the message: stay away.
Not to mention, he acted more and more like a cat. Sleeping on top of you, not letting you up until a good fifteen minutes of 'Chishiya please I'll pee myself'. Following you around like a shadow; even if you couldn't see him, you could feel him there. Making sure you weren't leaving your room unless necessary so people wouldn't clock your wound and take advantage of it. And of course, playing nurse. 'Looks like it's good enough. How are you feeling?', he asked, examining your arm. The infection had went away and all that was left was a scar that scabbed over. 'Better. I'll miss my nurse, though', you played, as while his eyes were hard, he did smile a little. 'Are you ready to play tonight?' 'Yeah, I am', you wobbled but you knew you could do it. Could do it for him. He kissed your forehead. 'Don't worry, I'll have your back. Rest before we go, I'll be here when you wake up'.
(angsty/fluffy/smutty - writing in process PAUSED/UNFINISHED)
Scenario: Finding someone to trust and deciding who to side with at the Beach is a difficult task but necessary when it’s all life or death. It gets even harder when you start to add feelings into the mix.
Pairings: Chishiya x female reader & Niragi x female reader
Other characters: Kuina, Hatter (+ mentions of militants or board members)
Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3 / Part 4 / Part 5 / Part 6 / Part 7 / Part 8 / Part 9 / Part 10 / Part 11 (not yet)
* the next/previous chapter links at the end of each chapter still need to be edited and do not work as of now
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Our Utopia
(Chishiya x gender neutral reader - fluffy drabble)
Scenario: Soft morning with Chishiya in the Alice in Borderland universe
Pairing: Chishiya × gender neutral reader
Requested: no
Genre: Fluff!!!!
Rating: ?
Warnings: none
A/N: I just wanna give that tiny man a hug or boop his nose or sth. I have no excuse. Desperate times, y'all.
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You woke up in the morning from the rays of sunlight shining through the window directly on your face and blinked a couple of times.
“Look who’s awake.” Chishiya smiled charmingly and glanced at you.
He was lying on his back, entirely still and you had snuggled up sideways with one leg draped over his waist and your arm across his chest, hugging him in your sleep.
“Good morning, princess”, you cheekily responded. Being so close to him, you felt oddly peaceful.
His hand rested on your thigh as if this was the most normal thing in the world and he moved his thumb while keeping that light grip on your leg and started drawing small circles on your skin. “Is this a good morning to you?”
You sighed happily at his gentle, loving movement and slightly adjusted your position to lay your hand on his bare chest comfortably.
His heart was beating calmly beneath your touch and you smiled into his shoulder, closing your eyes again for a moment, not directly answering his question. “You’re warm.”
Chishiya smelled heavenly, like vanilla, you had never noticed that before but now that you knew, you would never forget this.
Strangely, you found it suited him. The sweet scent built a nice contrast to his initial cold impression.
The blonde man smiled to himself, pleased with your loving attitude now.
“Oh? What’s that?”, you asked playfully when you opened your eyes to his smiling profile. “Are you happy?” The hand you had rested on his torso moved upwards and you let your fingertips glide over his gracefully curved lips with a light touch.
You couldn’t believe seeing him so content. So vulnerable. And you wanted to treasure every single second of it.
Chishiya chuckled quietly and the hand on your thigh halted for a moment. “And what if I am?”
His head turned to you, the beautiful brown eyes gazing at you.
Then his fingers softly grazed your skin right below your butt before grabbing you by the hips and pushing you over. It wasn’t rough, he used just enough force to make you lie on your back so he could hover above you, his knees between your sprawled legs.
“Do you want to make me even happier?” That clearly was a rhetorical question.
He leaned down and placed a light kiss on your nose first.
Upon seeing you scrunch it cuteley in reaction to his cheesy move, he chuckled again and his lips found yours, capturing them in another soft kiss.
Chishiya would never say this aloud but these were the moments most precious to him, this was what he truly wanted to live for.
Warnings - Swearing, mentions of blood. Implied violence, mentions of bullying. The reader kinda has a savior complex.
word count - 3k
Italics + bold in the beginning is a flashback. Anything beyond the keep reading sign is present tense.
Also this was a first attempt, it’s somewhat what I could come up with at the moment, I was having mixed feelings towards Niragi because of the controversy surrounding his character and fan fictions but he is a fictional character, I’ll leave it at that.
“Leave him alone”
You screamed bloody murder, watching as tears cascaded down his dewy cheeks running down towards his blood coated collar, baring the harsh texture of a softball plumbing against his broken nose. You witnessed his pleas and the pitiful cries he broke into for someone to help him, it was heart-wrenching.
Your voice broke their trance of hatred towards the poor boy, making you their focus of humour. The boy who seemed a year or two older than yourself coughed taking advantage of the situation to relish his tears onto the floor whilst grasping his stomach in pain. A moment so awful could only bring entertainment for the crowd.
“Or what princess, are you gonna beat me up for it?” he scoffed, pointing towards Niragi grimly. His lips slithering into a deceitful grin and you swore, a glint of evil was shining behind his cowardly eyes.
You clenched your fist tightly feeling the silver rings bare against your cold hands, this seemed to amuse the group of them as a harmonious wave of laughter flooded beneath the bridge “How cute, a feeble thing like you challenging me? just like a little red riding hood” he muttered, his large feet padded across the cement, advancing towards your figure.
You felt your heart race in anticipation swiping a quick look towards the harmless boy shaking on the floor, angering you to your core. Like the swindling wind, your mind was running in chaos, calculating his every step with a cold glare strung to his eyes. You could almost feel your own body shaking but not in fear, no. In rage.
“Look at her, she’s afraid of you” one interrupted with a grin, simply ignored his assumption with a raised brow. You were somewhat tall but he still stalked over you like a tree. Rooting your feet into the ground, you spoke “I’m not afraid of you, or any of you for that matter. I’m afraid of what will happen if you touch him one more time and trust me, I won’t be the one shaking in fear, that’s a promise. So go ahead, keep calling me princess, I dare you” your threat was taken lightly although the fear was evident in a few of their eyes once they witnessed the honesty in your eyes.
A promising advance.
“You’re funny, isn’t she funny? How about we make a joke out of you?” He threatened baring his teeth at you.
Your neck craned to meet his eyes, daring him to do as he pleased. One of his members gripped his hand in an attempt to pull him away “just let it go, we can get him next time”
But he didn’t budge, ripping his friend’s hand out of his own and raising it mighty in the air with a subtle hope of destruction lingering between his finger tips. He snarled out his reply “No, I’ll show her what you get when you don’t mind your own business”
You laughed, mocking his accusation, pushing him towards his wits end “That’s it you bitch”
His hand came crashing down only stopping once you caught his wrist, twisting it around behind his back so he could squirm in pain. The others with slight moral decency, cowered in surprise, backing away from their beloved.
“You like that, huh?” You laughed, now it was your turn to become the heartless monster they awfully played “Does it feel nice being thrown around” you mocked him once more, kicking him into the floor with a nice swing of your boot covered foot, harshly connecting with his stomach so he pummeled in absolute pain.
“Your pathetic, the whole lot of you”
You rested your leg against his soon to be bruised stomach, glaring at everyone of them “Get out of here, before the same happens to you” your tone was stern and clear, sending them a threatening message they received. Although some hesitated but followed like little sheep in a herd, you bent down to their leaders face gripping strands of his hair and pulling his face to meet yours.
“Run along little lamb, watch your herd follow you”
You made sure they were out of sight before you came back to the realization of the poor boy lying in his own puddle of tears and blood, advancing towards him in a state of worry, you bent down in front of him, arms to your sides in hopes he would understand you were no threat to him. He lifted his head slightly, his left eye of his frames was cracked and his other eye was forming a purplish bruise, you would have done a lot more than that if only you had the time.
“Hey, it’s okay. I’m not gonna hurt you” you whispered softly grasping his attention, beneath his dampened strands he peaked up, a murmur of pain could be heard and beneath his hisses he gradually spoke “Th-thank you”
“It’s fine, what they did was terrible. I hope you realise that you don’t deserve that” he had no strength to smile and only nod in understanding and suddenly it dawned on you. You had bandages and wipes in your bag, hanging out with a group such as yours you always had to be aware of any bruise and injury, what came with the mix of people you had was prone to wounds and you always came prepared for tragic things.
“I’ll be back” you spoke, standing up with a slight buckle in your knees and the pulsating pain in your fists, you so effortlessly ignored the more wounded. You gripped the straps, throwing it around your forearm and running back to him. You pulled out the bandages and the alcoholic wipes as you tapped his shoulder so he could look up from his dissociation.
“Do you mind?” you asked carefully, tipping your head towards his open wound on his cheek.
He looked at you, knitting his brows in thought. Processing what you said as he weighed out the idea that you were in fact being kind, he nodded looking into your eyes as you almost crumbled at the sight. The pain and hurt hidden behind those doe eyes was painful, you could almost hear the pleas again and you couldn’t bear the thought of that ever happening to you again, so you touched up his cuts with a hiss here and there until he spoke.
summary: manjiro sano, best friend since childhood turned fuck buddy. you both knew you'd catch feelings, it can never really be avoided, but both of you would never admit it, and now it's just become a game of who would confess first.
warnings for series: college! au, smau, written parts, smut, mentions of drugs and alcohol, crack, angst, fluff, ooc characters, will add more as i go
a/n: peep new mikey smau please don't let it flop. if you wanna be added to the taglist let me know :)
