Hello! I'm a new writer and English is not my first language so if you see any gammer errors- please notify me.
Announcement:
I'll put a hiatus on the series until the end of June due to exams but maybe I'll post a one shot or two(for multiple fandoms)- just not a chapter for Interspecies Romance ^_^
Fandoms I Write For:
Wuthering waves
Honkai Star Rail
Genshin Impact
Blue Lock
A Date with Death
Twisted Wonderland
Trash of the Count's Family
Academy's Undercover Professor
What I will NOT write for:
Incest
Watersport (and any other stuff in THOSE kind of categories but I can write NSFW)
Ships
Masterlist
Note- credit for the line breakers: @saradika-graphics, @cafekitsune
Which one do y'all want me to write first?
They both will have their share of angst but there'll be a good ending (No promises on when I'll post it tho cause I'm planning on making it a little long)
Kaiser fic (Childhood friends to lover troupe)
Dan Heng fic (Dan Heng who came across [Reader] while waiting 1000 years for TB)
Which one do y'all want me to write first?
They both will have their share of angst but there'll be a good ending (No promises on when I'll post it tho cause I'm planning on making it a little long)
Kaiser fic (Childhood friends to lover troupe)
Dan Heng fic (Dan Heng who came across [Reader] while waiting 1000 years for TB)
Which one do y'all want me to write first?
They both will have their share of angst but there'll be a good ending (No promises on when I'll post it tho cause I'm planning on making it a little long)
Kaiser fic (Childhood friends to lover troupe)
Dan Heng fic (Dan Heng who came across [Reader] while waiting 1000 years for TB)
Synopsis: Hugo Vivian is once again convinced that you both are fated to be- even in the form of miis in Tomodachi Life.
Pairing: Hugo Vivian x Gender Neutral Reader
Note: A short fic because I wrote this instead of sleeping after randomly getting inspired at 1 in the morning.
Blue Lock Masterlist
Hugo merely raised a brow when you approached him to ask if you can add him as a mii.
He was very aware of your lastest obsession with the game as he personally bought it for you after you mentioned you wanted it once in your reposts on your social media accounts.
Of course, he did a bit of research in what kind of game it is before buying it and frankly, $60 is not even that much so he still doesn't understand why you were fussing over the price.
He just nodded before pulling your wrist, making you fall in his lap with a yelp and wrapping his left arm around your waist before resuming back to the book he was holding in his other hand.
That was weeks ago.
With his busy schedule, it's no surprise that he pushed the matter to the back of his head and similarly, because of your exams, he observed that you hadn't even touch any of your games.
Back then, he was quite curious on what personality traits you gave him so he watched you as you set his mii up.
Unfortunately for you, that was the last time that you logged in before getting swept up with studying.
However, after he picked you up from your last day of finals to your shared ,and ridiculous far too spacious, condo, you immediately went to open up tomodachi- clearly eager to see any changes in the miis relationship.
Though, it seems to even surprise you because of the loud gasp you let out.
He blinks his eyes in confusion before taking long strides towards you- clearly very curious on what made your jaw dropped.
You flipped your switch, so that he can see the screen, and cheerfully gestures to it.
"Our miis got married already?!"
Huh
"Married?"
He repeats with his usual dry tone but there was a glint in his eyes.
"Yeah!," you eagerly explained, "Wow, I didn't even have the time to set our miis up or encourage any romantic events but it seems I didn't have to-"
You were cut off by two pairs of strong arms pulling you into his embrace. He nestles his face in your hair and breathe in your scent.
His arms squeeze you towards his chest making you have no space in-between your bodies.
You look up slightly from his chest and noticed that his ears were flushed with a pretty pink.
You can't help but hold in your giggles when you thought of a 6'2 french football prodigy, famous for his nonchalance and stoic exterior, blushing like a school girl because of a game.
You were so caught up in your musing that you almost miss the quiet mutterings.
"It's obviously isn't it?," his tone was firm and filled with conviction, he pulls away enough to grasp your chin with his hands so that your gaze meets his, "We are meant to be together, mon amour"
It's destiny for him to fall in love with you and he isn't exactly surprised- maybe it's time for the ring ,he's hiding in his drawer, to meet its rightful owner.
Synopsis: Your pathetic excuse of a husband ran off on your wedding day but worry not! Your best friend!Phainon got your back.
Warnings: Slight yandere phainon
A/n: Reader refers their supposed husband as creative nicknames because he doesn't deserve to even have a name and I highkey just finished my mock exams today so this fic is a celebration.
You knew that this was an arranged marriage with no real love between you both but you still hoped to have at least some form of comradie with your future husband as you're both stuck in this situation.
Heck, you even turned a blind eye to his adulterous actions when he thought he was being sneaky with another woman countless time.
You just assumed he'll stop after his fate is sealed behind a wedding vow and his family's open disapproval.
You constantly excused his sorry ass because ,frankly, you don't really care about him enough to even be upset at his 'betrayal' and maybe you just felt a little bad because he might've had a lover before this arrangement.
Okay, maybe that's a lie
You were a little -just a little- infuriated
Because, why would you even cheat on your spouse?
Your pride cannot take this disrespect.
At least have some dignity to act as a decent partner to your arranged future partner for life.
You were more angry at the fact that he continues his scandalous actions even though it was confirmed by both of your families that you'll both be wedded.
That wretched contract was the begining of your constant annoyance that's simmering beneath you for months.
But even that wasn't comparable to what you feel at this moment.
God you want to smash that bastard's head against the table that's neatly arranged with plates and utensils, to hopefully make one of the forks gauge into his eyes.
The audacity?!
Seriously, running off on your own wedding day?
At least run away a few weeks prior so you won't even have to bother trying to plan this stupid wedding.
'I'm actually going to find him; tie him and his dear little childhood friend before throwing them at point Nemo since they want to be alone together so bad- maybe they can drown while they're at it.'
You thought through grit teeth while still wearing the attire your mother had picked for you because that insignificant other (He was and will never be significant) was too busy playing 'who can scream louder?' with another woman.
Unfortunately, your plot of commiting a murder was interrupted by a hand on your shoulder.
You quickly snap your neck to look at whoever put it so fast you almost got a whiplash.
Your eyes met his and Phainon smiled sheepishly at you with a tint of redness on his normally fair skin.
"Umm, I just wanted to check up on you since that guy ran off..."
He trailed off, unsure of how to continue his sentence but you quickly spoke up.
"It's fine, I'm more concerned about how my parents will react to this situation"
You relax you tense shoulders and subtle lean against his warm touch.
You continue your words, "They probably are going to do something against that guy's family before marrying me off to another guy that my parents swear will be my lifeline partner for the nth time"
You scoff but paused for a beat.
Hey, maybe you should do what that fuckface did and run off on your own before your family decided to pick another rich but lacking in everywhere else blind date.
Before you can seriously consider it and plan it properly while standing in the middle of chaos produced by your and his family, Phainon's voice cuts it off and the content that left his mouth has you gaping your mouth open.
"Well, if you're really worried about your parents making you marry with another person in a few days- how about you marry me instead?"
He asks and eyes you with his signature expression he uses everytime he wants something: eyes twinkling with sincerity; his mouth forming a gentle smile; the subtle redness that coated his cheeks.
His earnest expression almost made you subconsciously nodd your head but you can recognize that glint in his eyes anywhere.
"Are you seriously trying to use your charisma to get me to marry you on a random Tuesday?"
You deadpans and he only chuckles at your response.
"Well, this is the furthest one of your dates have went, even going as far as setting up a wedding, without any incidents happening"
He is right
You don't really know why but somehow without exception, anyone your parents decided to set you up with would either distance themselves from you or straight up ghost you even if the date went well.
You echoed you countless complaints to Phainon who would listen patiently, his mouth twitching slightly as you rambled about the nerve of them leaving you on read after acting like they would worship the ground you walk on.
'I mean he did look a little annoyed and then happy whenever I talked about them. Maybe, he's getting as frustrated as I am with these dates'
You shrug off your thoughts and turn to him.
"So, you plan to stop my parents was to marry me?"
You asked incredulously, your fingers gesturing to yourself and him.
"I mean it would work"
He counters effortlessly before continuing his attempt at another persuasion.
"If you do plan on running away, at least take me with you too"
You smile in disbelief, opening your mouth to refute his pinpoint deduction on your thoughts just a few minutes ago.
"I promise you, it'll be fine. Just think about it, you won't have to deal with those suitors or your parents nagging"
You close your mouth thoughtfully, if you really think about it, you don't have much to lose and the temptation of being able to stay lock up in your room without your parents dragging you off to yet another event is far too good to pass up on.
You finally sigh before nodding your head slightly.
"Alright, whatever"
He beams at you and you almost had to squint your eyes at the sheer brightness it radiants.
"I'll get the contracts"
He yells over his shoulders beofre sprinting off to who knows where.
Wait- contracts?
'What contracts?'
You ponder for a while seriously reconsidering your life choices but you didn't have the chance to properly feel dread over it because a large hand clamps over your wrist and yanks you along.
Huh?!
Your eyes widen as you look at the figure that's dragging you off towards the exit.
He was wearing a neat white suit with a hint of dark blue from the accessories, the left side of his bangs tucked behind his ears. His signature choker still peaking over the collars.
'White suit? How did he change so quick?!"
"Phainon? Since, when did you have the time to change and where are you going? I can walk just fine"
You stumble over your words but he doesn't even slow down and just continue his strides.
"Don't worry about it and as for your second question-"
He trails off, the corners of his mouth curls upwards to form a cheeky smile.
"You technically agreed to my proposal and as your fiance, we should get married instantly!"
He stated as if it's a universal fact and you just look at him blankly.
So, you got ghosted on your own wedding but your best friend decide that he's not having that and just decided to marry you himself.
The scene just kept replaying in your head as you try to make sense of your situation and before you know it, you're already inside his car with him closing the passenger door before walking to the driver seat.
You were too busy with thinking about what lead you to this predicament to see the smirk and flash of possessiveness in his gaze after he closes the door.
Stage four completed.
And the final stage is the only one left before his year long plan is accomplished.
You lightly trail you fingers along his sharp jawline as your body lean forward towards him.
His head was thrown back with dazed eyes, unfocus and glossed with desire from your touch.
He lets out ragged breaths as you remain in your position, straddling him, to admire your work of 'art'.
His usual compose demeanor is no where to be seen with his normally fair skin flushed; across his face, neck and even his ears.
The red lipstick marks are the cherry on top that makes his visual even more enticing.
You tip his chin to face you and his half lidded eyes finally met yours- making you smile in satisfaction. His pupils were blown wide- almost over taking the scarlet red you love.
It's a rare opportunity to see someone like Luuk to be so disheveled.
You muse, possessively making feather-like touches to his neck and dragging your fingers down his veins.
Pausing your little teasing in favour of leaning in and smashing your lips to his swollen one, you lightly graze your teeth to his bottom lip.
He gasps allowing your tongue to enter his mouth.
His grip tightens on your hips and you almost moaned into the kiss because of the need that's bubbling inside of you.
You wonder how such an innocent intention ended up like this.
You grinned as you approach Luuk, who is sitting on a coach in the living room with a book in his hand.
He smiled gently when he saw your figure getting closer to him, carrying multiple tubes of lipstick.
Multiple tubes of lipstick?
He raises his brows at you- confusion flickering across his gaze.
You just smiled mischievously before sitting down next to him and setting the tubes on the table before both of you.
"I need your help"
"Oh? And how may I be of assistance?"
He questioned you with a teasing edge-smile unwavering.
"I want to find the perfect shade for the outfit you got me and what's better than asking the opinion of your lover?"
He stares at you in amusement before closing his book and putting it aside to face you properly.
"Alright, who am I to ignore my fiance"
You grin victoriously and grab one random tube without looking before leaning towards him.
You give him little time to respond before straddling him against the coach.
He lets out a small gasp in surprise before he regain his composure as he looks at you.
"A little unexpected but It's not like I mind this new position"
He follows up his statement with his hand landing on your hips to hold you steady as you try to move around to get comfortable on him.
You just humm in respond before taking the tube and twisting it open to get the product out.
Luuk watches as you apply it on your lips-eyes not leaving your movements.
His gaze was still on your lips when you close in to kiss the corner of his mouth, making him shiver slightly.
You pull back ,and observe the kiss mark that was left, before shaking your head.
"Ugh, this is not it either"
You reach your hand back to grab another random tube on the table without looking away from his face.
You wiped your mouth with a tissue, you swiped off of your desk before coming in to the living room, and apply the second one.
Luuk watches your movements with scrutinizing eyes.
You lean in again but this time, grants his wish that he's been saying with his expression.
You lips meet his soft one. He brushes his tongue over your bottom lip to ask for permission and you open your mouth in response.
He uses his tongue to tease the roof of your mouth and swirl it around yours.
Finally, the lack of air forces you both to part, strings of saliva connecting your mouths.
Both of your lips are already swollen by now but you couldn't bring yourself to care with how beautiful Luuk looks with his face flushed a beautiful pink with kiss marks on his face.
You quickly wipe your lips and repeat your prior actions of grabbing another tube.
His dazed eyes locked onto you as you put on another colour with barely hidden need.
You quickly smash your lips on his again but this time, instead of letting him take control, you gently bit his bottom lips.
He gasps a little, allowing you to enter your tongue to explore his mouth. You let your tongue graze over his teeth and the soft corners of his mouth before meeting his tongue.
Your fingers brush through his golden hair as your kiss deepens.
After an eternity, you both pull apart to catch your breaths the strings of saliva still evidently connecting you two again.
His breath hitching ever so slightly as he inhale to try and regain his composure.
Too bad
You grabbed chin to face you again before crashing your lips against his again. His pupils dilate and he couldn't help but let out soft whimpers as you continue to explore his mouth.
You're not even wearing another color this time.
He moans at the sudden action making you groan into the kiss.
A/N: Ahem, went through a writer block for like 2 weeks but I'll post a one shot as an apology in like a few days probably.
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"Wow, you recovered quite fast"
Perse marvelled while scanning your body, she has been examining you for the past 30 minutes.
Well, if you have divinity in your blood, the least it could do is make you recover faster.
She smiled, unaware of your sass and barely held back eye roll, she didn't ask nor interrogate you on your unusual healing factor.
Your ability is really handy when you get randomly drop off into another verse- planting seeds, sowing doubts and beliefs are your specialties after all.
Your target won't even realize that their thoughts are not even their thoughts.
You forced down a snicker as you recall an incident with the public- Your dear delieverer, using his charms to gain favours and his facade to let people's guard down around him.
Hmph, he learned from the best anyway.
You puffed out smugly, though, you need to find a way back as soon as possible. How would your friends fair without their beloved local therapist.
Since, your ability isn't on the offensive side, you had to focus on your martial arts and weaponry to stand beside your fellow flame chasers- if you don't want to stay in the sidelines.
You smile back to Perse, your expression not giving you anxiety away.
"So, when do I start my shift?"
You questioned expecting a direct answer but only silence accompanied you after uttering it.
"You finished reading all of that?"
Perse asked in disbelief, not expecting an amnesiac person, that she found injured on the ground on a random Tuesday, to be able to go through multiple thick medical books in just one day.
You have no idea how many papers I had to write for Prof.
You grimaced as you thought back to the countless hours Anaxa made you spent to write a 20 page essay on dromas.
This is why I graduated early.
You shook your head to get rid of any lingering thoughts about your life back in the Grove.
"Yeah, I did"
You answered while using your ability to lessen the shock on Perse and the latter finally snap back into the waking world.
"Ah, right! I'm not sure what you want to do in the future but having experience in medical field should help you in the future anyway.
Oh, you have no idea how much experience I have.
You nodded obediently as she started to list off your duties for the unseen future while you figure out what you want to do.
This honestly feel like those boring office jobs but with less paperwork.
You mused to yourself because this kind of work is far less stressful compared to being a chrysos heir on duty.
You shivered a little, reminiscing about the times you had to work overtime, while suffering a migraine because you overused your ability, to prevent anyone from doing something stupid while in the middle of a crisis in Okhema.
Y'know, I should be a psychiatrist or a teacher while I'm stuck in here.
Of course, you're not an actual therapist but your dear friends like to call you that because of your ability.
You don't really want to depend on Perse for the whole time you'll be staying in this world, it will just create unnecessary attachments.
Perse began leading you towards the shelves and register while gesturing towards them.
You sighed and just ploped down on a chair to begin your long day of socializing with wounded people who may or may not be slurring with a concussion.
Okay, are concussions really that common?
You genuinely wondered, thinking about the amount of people who walked in to buy painkillers after you tested their eyes for a concussion.
Your concerns were interrupted by Perse who was watching you do your tasks.
"You did really well for your first day"
Yeah, I would hope so with the amount of times I had to patch someone up in the middle of a battle field.
You just give a sheepish smile to her.
"Well, you should rest up now, I'll go close the clinic up"
Perse dismissed you with a curt nod and you compliantly go up the stairs to your room for the night.
You sat on the edge of the bed, the atmosphere becoming solemn with the silence and the soft silver glow of the moon.
Staring blankly at the ground, the serene mood made you suddenly reminded of the numbness to your whole situation.
Why aren't you feeling anything?
Sure, you feel obligated to return to your peers but obligation isn't an emotion.
Your responsibility as a flamechaser has always been apart of you for hundreds of, or even millions if you count the cycles, years and you have dutifully followed every order Aglaea has instructed without any hesitation- like a well-oiled machine.
Without any directions or responsibilities all of a sudden made you feel so at loss and empty. You couldn't even remember your life before being chosen by the prophecy' to follow a script that has already been set in stone.
Back then, you hoped to rediscover your humanity and live for yourself, after Amphoreus has been reborn, but after actually achieving something similar...
You don't know what to do
What makes you happy?
What are you passionate about?
What do you want to do?
What are your dreams?
No- what am I even thinking of?
You abruptly pinch yourself to focus.
I need to discover a way to get back and then I can find my answers.
Surely, it's because you're stuck alone in an unfamiliar world that you feel like a weapon without a wielder.
You push back the existential crisis into the corner of your mind to focus.
Walking towards the desk, you pushed the leather chair back, to sit and actually do some research on what danger you should expect while staying here or any hints for a way back on the laptop.
Sleep Deprived Student gets scolded by Local Doctor!
Platonic Luuk Herssen x Startorch Student!Reader
Based on this prompt. Masterlist
Blink
Blink
Your vision sway, the words becoming jumbled up the more you blink your eyes- you swear you were going to hallucinate your sleep paralysis demon in the middle of the day.
Damn it, you should have actually slept instead of having a great idea to pull an all nighter for multiple days, after choosing your happiness over staring at the dreadful assignments that kept pilling up over the past few days.
Your eyesbags are so prominent, even your homeroom teacher, who only yaps to the class without actually turning to see if students are even paying attention to his sleep inducing lectures, pointed them out to you.
Finally
You groaned in relief when the class was over- not like you were pinching yourself to even stay conscious.
Welp, time to drive home.
You don't even have the energy to run to your motorcycle like the other students- you limp your way while still yawning.
I need stronger caffeine drinks to stay awake right now.
You are definitely going to drink more caffeinated beverages, doesn't matter how fast your heart race- as long as you don't die from it, your future self can deal with it.
You put on your helmet as the engine roars to life. You twist the throttle to accelerate- the thought of crashing into your bed headfirst being the only thing on your mind.
Perhaps, it is the only thing on your mind.
"W-Woah-"
You yelp in alarm when you see a child running towards a ball, in the middle of the highway, becoming an obstacle to your path.
Due to your acceleration and sluggish mind, you know that even if you break you would still hit the child. So, you took another path.
Literally
You turn the vehicle towards another direction to avoid commiting manslaughter and collided with some sort of structure hard.
Your whole body ache as you rolled over the pavement, blacking out when your head slammed on some sort of wall.
You groan, out loud, as soon as you open your eyes- the piercing white lights making your migraine worse.
The smell of disinfectants and enter your nostrils while you observe the sterile room- filled with other patients. Your dazed expression immediately shifts into a sheepish smile when you finally sense a presence, just beside your bed.
Luuk stares at you, like a disappointed mother.
Wow, okay, you're definitely in deep shit.
"Do you know how dangerous it is to accelerate on a vehicle while you're half asleep behind the wheels?"
He asked exasperated while still staring pointedly at you.
"H-Hey, Doc! How's my favorite person in the whole wretched world doing?"
You stutter out, your lips still quirk upwards to form a self-conscious smile.
"Don't bother changing the subject"
He sighs before his expression changes back to his usual gentle look.
You swear he has a high chance of having an undiagnosed bipolar disorder.
He lightly taps his clipboard on your head- careful enough to avoid making you wince in pain.
You look at him in confusion but he just gazes at you, intensely, with his eyes before continuing.
"Because of your recklessness, we had to establish a new law, following your accident and unreliable sleep schedule"
He sits down on the chair, on your left, while signaling to your eyebags.
"It's quite fortunate that you didn't suffer any major injuries but you still have a concussion. Another person near the vacinity carried you in here."
Wait
"A new law?..."
You asked, dumfounded while still staring at him in pure unfiltered bewilderment because, a law came to be because of your crash?
Maybe, this is some weird dream while I'm still unconscious.
Though, your hopes were cruelly crushed by the doctor in front of you, who was still smiling at you in amusement.
"Don't ride on your vehicle after more than 16 hours of school or studies"
He reads the newly established law outloud for you.
"I hope you realize how badly the situation could've escalated"
He gently scolded; you can sense the hidden concern in his eyes.
"At least, the situation has been resolved with no casualties"
You trial off, hoping to light up the atmosphere.
It seems to have no effect as Luuk just scoffs at your words while shaking his head.
"Just promise me, you won't do anything rash that can endanger your life."
He stands up, not breaking eye contact with you.
"If you behave well enough, I can give you some extra candies or even my homemade pastries whenever you visit"
He gestures with his hands.
Luuk's homemade pastries?
Your eyes immediately light up, putting your hand up to a mock salute.
"I'll obey your orders, doc!"
Luuk just chuckles at your actions before walking towards another patient.
Well, at least I'll always win 2 truths and a lie and eat doc's baking!
Fortunately, you are more fixated on the positive side of your situation- completely ignoring your raging headaches.
Could I ask you.. to write.. a PLATONIC/FAMILIAL Luuk x Startorch Student (Young Adult) Reader... :D
The prompt is Reader not getting sleep for like a full day or two because of studies, and they decide that riding on their motorcycle is the best idea!!! And then they crash and someone gets them to the infirmary and just... Luuk. But father/older brother vibes. :D! Feel free to add whatever details you want, I just ask that it follows the original thought! <3
(this was inspired by the Vehicle Rules in Startorch Academy!!! One of them is "Don't ride on your vehicle after more than 16 hours of school/studies" so I thought maybe in the past, before Rover came, there was a student who did it and the rule was made because of them! :D)
Also.. can I be 🌿Anon.. :3
/nf!!! :D
Yes, of course! I'll post it as soon as I finish writing it! I can already think Abt how I will go with this plot. I won't specify when it will be finished but it'll take a few days at most! (As I'm free for now) :>
