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Currently working on my first MJ fanfic. It may take me a while.
suguru x reader fluff
A/N: It’s been a while since I last wrote so I apologize if it’s bad or cringe for your taste
Art belongs to owwllly.
Suguru loved to stare at you. Not in a creepy way, more of admiration. His eyes filled with love and care. He thought you were beautiful, but that was not the only reason why he loved you. You were focused on a novel you were reading that you recently got interested in. You were quite the bookworm one of the things he loved about you. You reminded him of Belle from Beauty and the Beast.
While reading, you sensed his eyes on you. You knew that he was staring, but you didn’t look his way as you continued reading. Usually, you hate being stared at for some certain reason. But you didn’t mind when it came to him. He continued to stare with a small smile on his lips, his hand resting against his left cheek.
“Do I got a hickey or something?” You called him out playfully, not taking your eyes off your novel as you turned to the next page.
Suguru laughed, “No, sorry, I just like staring at you. You’re so beautiful. It’s distracting.”
Your cheeks start to warm up. “Is that so?”

“Mhm.”
You weren’t really used to compliments. Not that you disliked it, you were just really shy about it. Especially by the guy you really liked since first year. But soon you fell deeply in love with him.
“You don’t like compliments?” he asked, tilting his head slightly in curiosity and removing his hand from his cheek.
You took off your reading glasses, closed the book on your lap before placing them on the nightstand. Finally locking eyes with him. “I mean, I don’t mind them. I’m just not used to them, I suppose.”
He hums then scoots a bit closer to you. His shoulder touching yours. Him being this close to you was enough to make your body tingle. “Then, let me remind you daily how beautiful and amazing you are.” He moves a piece of your hair behind your ear, giving you a genuine smile. That smile that always gives you butterflies.
“I meant every word, pretty. You’re beautiful and amazing. Inside and out.”
“You really think so?”
“I know so.”
You felt your cheeks warm up again, butterflies fluttering in your stomach. You let out a small bashful hum.
“Thank you, Sugu.” You smiled.
“Anytime, pretty,” he scoots even closer to you. But this time he moves both his hands to cup your cheeks, staring eye to eye. Suguru liked to make direct eye contact. It’s his love language.
“Can I kiss you?” he consented.
Your heart rate began to increase once he asked to kiss you. Honestly, you’ve never kissed anybody before and you were afraid that you’d mess up your first kiss. You bite down your bottom lip then gave a nod. “Yes.”
He licks his lips, then brings your face closer to his. He leans in and pressed his lips against yours. The kiss was gentle but intimate. Not rough nor sloppy. Since you were inexperienced at kissing, you awkwardly kissed back melting into him.
Sharing your first kiss with him made your chest tingle with excitement. Blood rushing through your veins. You had always imagined what it would be like to kiss him many times. Hell, you dreamt about it too. And now that finally became a reality.
The kiss suddenly began to get a bit heated, Suguru couldn’t help himself. He lifts you onto his lap, making you gasp against his lips by surprise. His hands now rested on your waist while you dug your fingers into his raven hair, undoing the man bun, letting his long hair loose.
You both slowly pull away from each other’s lips, staring eye to eye. You let out a shaky low laugh biting your bottom lip. “Wow.. that was amazing for my first kiss.”
Suguru laughs as well, cupping your chin “I’m glad to be your first kiss, pretty. You’re mine now, love.”
“All yours, huh?” you teased,
“I mean it, pretty. You’re all mine. And I love you.” He confessed, pulling you closer to his body hugging you.
“I love you so much. I don’t want to ever let you go.” he murmured against your hair giving you a small kiss to the forehead. You smile at his loving words. You sigh softly, closing your eyes as you listen to his heartbeat making you feel relaxed and comforted.
“I love you too, Suguru.” You whispered as the both of you rest in each other’s arms.

GU-GU GANMO (1984)
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NEW PILLOW
Just thinking about Jason Todd waking up from a nightmare in the middle of the night, asking you to hold him.
Your boyfriend’s muscular chest was just too comfortable. It was currently 4:55 a.m.—a reasonable time to be asleep, except that Jason’d had a nightmare, something that happened often and that he usually brushed off by saying he was fine and letting it go.
Today was different. It turned out the bad dream had hit him hard, waking him up embarrassed and begging you to please hold him. Surprised, you wanted to tease him, but the urge left you when you caught sight of the beads of sweat on his tired face.
“Please stop smiling at me like that,” he whispered, while he held you close against his body, embarrassed, a slight blush coloring his cheeks. “It makes me want to kiss you and never stop.”
“Aww, Jason, stop being so cute,” you replied. You loved it when he said things like that to you.
“Don’t call me cute.”
A soft laugh escaped your lips. “You’re more comfortable than my pillow,” you murmured against his chest, one of his hands stroking your smooth hair while the other rested on your lower back. You loved the position you were in. "You can be my new pillow!"
A simple “mmmh” was his reply, his arms pulling your body tighter against his, as if he were afraid you might vanish.
Daveigh Chase (the voice of Lilo) died today.
I’m not finna hold SOME of y’all be pushing it with the age gap fic’s with Michael. Making me feel like I’m Beyoncé and he’s Jay-Z
I would have DEFINITELY been one of the girls who fainted 😭
when i was drawing him out of nowhere i felt like i was about to faint😭
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I'm so annoyed because whenever I read a fanfiction whether that be sfw or nsfw actually to be fair it's mainly the nsfw fanfictions but yeah anyways that never represent geto how I want him to be represented like they all make him act so rough and degrading towards y/n, maybe this is just me but no I don't think he would be calling y/n a "slut" or a "whore". I want to read a fanfiction sfw or nsfw where geto is softer to the reader. (I mean it doesn't have to be extremely soft and gentle just not rough all the time), this is low-key goes for a lot of other characters but you get the point.Anyway rant over.
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Saying I love you without saying “I love you”
“Being around you makes every day just a little lighter.”
[fondly] “You're such an idiot.”
“Got you, always.”
“I can imagine growing old with you.”
“I could sit here and listen to you forever.”
“Let me take care of you.”
“Nothing makes me happier than being with you.”
“Of course I trust you.”
“Seeing you happy makes me happy.”
“Something about you makes me feel safe.”
“Stay for a bit?”
“Stop making me smile, dork.”
“Why didn't you tell me you were cold? Come here.”
“You mean everything to me.”
“You were in my dreams tonight.”
“You're my favorite person, just… ever.”
Skin to skin
Moments like these made you feel vulnerable in a way you couldn’t explain, sitting under him, bare, it was unlike anything you had ever experienced. “You okay, pretty girl?” Suguru’s voice drowned out that small one nagging you inside of your head. “Yeah… yeah I’m good.”
You had intimacy with Suguru before, each time he had held you in his arms and cradled you in such a way that can only be described as limerence. His violet eyes bore into yours, holding your gaze as he worshipped every inch of your skin. Yet, for some reason, tonight his usual affectionate gaze made you feel small, tightening your chest.
His gentle touches ignited fire atop your clammy skin in an unfamiliar manner. His mouth was hot on your skin but it didn’t feel right. The usual care felt suffocating. Not because of him, no, something deeper. Your lungs felt tight, throat running dry as you tried to breathe.
“Sugu stop, I don’t think I want to…” Your voice trailed off, your words felt heavier, as if a lump had settled in your throat. “Yeah? That’s okay, it’s okay we can stop.” In seconds he was off from on top of you, “Do you want my shirt, some shorts?” You shook your head, dragging him into bed next to you.
Suguru pulled the covers over you both before tugging you closer to him. He smelled nice, something floral hidden under those earthy scents he always wore. His cascading hair occasionally tickled your neck whenever he would lean in to kiss you. Soft, plump lips gently dancing over your cheeks.
“Have I ever told you that you are the prettiest woman I have ever laid eyes on?” The softness of his voice soothed you, like melodies playing into your ears. “I think you tell me that a lot, Sugu.” You giggled, hand coming up to brush his bang out of his eye.
His hand intertwined with yours, bringing it up to his lips to place a tender kiss on your flesh, “Not enough, never enough.” The action was so innocent, so sweet; it truly felt as if, for once in your life, maybe you were seen.
Your clammy skin stuck to his as he pulled you closer, legs intertwining and lips brushing your earlobe with every sweet nothing he mumbled. “I believe I would find you in every life because you truly are the one for me, sweetheart.” Each word settled warm beneath your ribs, sweet enough to make your chest ache.
Before you knew it, hot tears were slipping from your eyes and onto the pillow below. “Sweet girl, what’s the matter?” His words were as tender as his actions, large hands cupping your damp cheek in an attempt to get you to look at him. “I love you so much, so much.” Your voice wavered, hands curling around his neck to bring yourself impossibly closer to him.
Suguru brought his hand to your hair, gently cooing until your tears subsided. You felt him press a lingering kiss on your forehead, “I love you more than you could ever know.” His words were mumbled into your skin, etching themselves into your brain.
Bare torsos pressed flush together, no barrier between your bodies and yet you felt nothing but warmth and comfort. You lay naked next to your lover, vulnerable in the most intimate way and somehow this is where you felt safest.
Love isn’t always grand declarations or sensual touches. Sometimes, love was something warm, that bittersweet feeling of not knowing how to express yourself while somehow being completely understood by the one you held dearest.
a/n: somewhat based on true events (it’s so eh I want able to convey the emotions I felt while writing this)