oh my goodness ur doodles are literally the CUTEST and i am living for them. if you’re still doing them, how about rena giving nino a quick peck on the cheek?
THANK U IM SO GLAD!!! theyre rlly simple and fun for me to do so im glad u guys r enjoying them to!!!! also kudos for being the first one to rq nino
Howww about djwifi with the prompt “If you don’t stop being so cute right here and right now I’m going to kiss the living daylight out of you” ??
A/N: Hoowww about yes?
Prefer it on A03? Here
Alya hummed quietly as she typed away on her computer, music softly playing from her speakers. She shifted slightly, stretching her back out before leaning against the bed’s headboard again. Papers were scattered around her, print outs of online articles and notes from her last interview organized into several piles to help her find what she needed. In theory really. She scanned the piles for a moment, biting her lip before finally finding what she needed and pulling it up. She smiled, reading through her notes before putting the sheet in her mouth to quickly type something before she forgot. She was almost done with the article, and even though her deadline wasn’t for another two days or so, she couldn’t help but dive right in, completely enthralled with the story she was given. She yawned on occasion, but even then she pushed through.
“You’re up early.” Came a soft voice, breaking Alya out of her thoughts. She looked up from her laptop, watching Nino enter the bedroom, closing the door behind him. She blinked in confusion for a moment, confused as to why Nino was home so early. She glanced at the time on her laptop and realized that no… he was home on time.
“I uh… lost track of time.” She admitted, smiling sheepishly when Nino frowned. He just shook his head and proceeded to get ready for bed.
Alya took that as a sign to clean up, feeling the exhaustion finally hitting her. She stretched out again, rubbing at her eyes for a moment before shutting her laptop. She pulled the hair-tie out of her hair, letting it pool over her shoulders, blowing some of it out of her face. She placed the laptop onto the side table, getting up and collected the papers from her bed. She kept them separated while stacking them, unconsciously sticking her tongue out as she attempted to balance everything in her arms before placing them on the dresser. She turned back, ready to climb in bed when she caught Nino watching her, a warm smile on his face. She rose a brow, looking down at herself to make sure there wasn’t a paper stuck to her or maybe a pencil. She didn’t see anything, only the long sleeve shirt she stole from Nino’s side of the closet that hung down halfway to her knees. She was wearing shorts underneath, so it wasn’t like her pants got all twisted when she got up. She looked back to Nino.
“What?” She asked, slipping into bed next to him.
“If you don’t stop being so cute right here and right now, I’m going to kiss the living daylights out of you.” He mumbled tiredly, pulling her closer. She couldn’t help but giggle, shifting a bit before snuggling up to him.
“Maybe tomorrow. We should sleep.” She hummed. She waited for a response, raising a brow when she felt like a few minutes had gone by. She glanced up before rolling her eyes.
Hwllo! If you're still accepting requests, could I get some angsty djfox? Maybe, Rena protecting our favorite dj and getting hurt as a result? Have a fantastic day!
Thank you so much for the suggestion!
Sorry I got so cruel on that one but it was really easy to get a little explicit with that kinda suggestion ._. I hope that’s okay!
Ao3 / FF.net
“Hey there, pretty boy!”, Firena grinned as she landed in front ofNino, crouching close to the ground to stay low, “Can I help you out?”
He recoiled and his eyes quickly jumped back to the fight before landingon her cheerful face again. That’s what she was good at, grinning througheverything.
“Uhm-”
“Wonderful!”, she exclaimed, throwing a quick glance back over hershoulder, then she frowned, “Okay, hold on tight, we gotta get out of here.”
Before he knew what was happening she had already scooped him up,running away with him in her arms. He gulped and tightly wrapped his armsaround her neck, his whole body tensing as she picked up speed.
“Damnit, this Akuma is really fixated on you, huh?”, she growledas another blow of a deep note slammed into the ground next to them. He whimperedand she gripped him tighter, “Don’t worry, handsome, we’ll get you outta here.”
Nino risked a glance over her shoulder, gulping as he saw theAkuma trying to follow them but Ladybug jumped between them, holding it offwith her yoyo. He clenched his jaw and pressed his forehead against hershoulder, feeling her jumping over another blow that had found its way towardsthem, running into another street to be out of view. Then she let him down,feeling that he trembled on his whole body.
“Say, how did you get into this situation? I mean, this Akuma isfurious.”
Nino wound his arms around his own body, trying to cut off histrembling but failing.
“I-… I applied for a club to perform.”, he began the story as sheknew it already. Nin had been pretty excited about that in school, “Well, and,I had to send in a sample of my songs. Y’know, f-for them to see what I produce,if it fits and stuff. They had hundreds of other people applying and chose tenout to come to their club today. I was there, because I was under these ten.”
Another explosion sounded and she quickly urged him to continuejogging down the street, easily keeping up with him while she looked back.
“And then?”
“They asked us to perform, like an a-audition.”, he explained, “Sothey could narrow it down to two.”
She rolled her eyes, already guessing how it ended.
“You and the Akuma.”
He nodded, now finally prying his arms away from his chest toproperly run down the sidewalk, away from the fight.
“Yeah… I won because I was familiar with the mixing board. I havean older one at home. He wasn’t as good as he could’ve been with another board,so it was obvious I would win.”
“That’s unfortunate for him.”, she commented, throwing another glanceover her shoulder. The Akuma had fought its way to the street where theycurrently ran away and had recognized Nino again, easily throwing away Chatanother time to pick up the chase again, “Fuck. Hold on!”
She scooped him up once again mid-run and was about to jump ontothe roofs but in that moment, another bass explosion threw them off, sendingthem rolling over the street. She was the first on her feet again, grabbing hishand and pulling him up.
He tried to warn her but his voice broke. The Akuma got closer behindher back, pulling off a giant note from his back. It was the size of a swordand probably sharp.
“Firena-”
“LOOK OUT!”, Ladybug yelled but it was already too late. Firenaturned around and Nino’s eyes widened as she didn’t dodge or jump to the side.She stayed, right in front of him.
The Akuma surged forward and shoved the note at her, the sharp endgoing right thorough her suit.
A sound of ripping and a muffled punch sounded, way too loudly forNino’s ears. He heard her spluttering in front of him and her body bending forward.The wild eyes of the Akuma met his and an icy shiver went down his back.Suddenly, something poked him.
On the height of his stomach, he only saw it now, the note wasstopping right on his body. Firena’s blood drew on the blue of the fabric andhe already felt himself choking as the sharp edge just so dragged itself acrossover his hips and thigh so that it didn’t hurt him as the superhero went to thefloor in front of him.
The Akuma didn’t even care about its weapon anymore, letting go ofit and even pushing Firena to the side before she could hit the ground, makingher fall further.
Just as the Akuma was right before grabbing him, Chat pulled itback, engaging it in a furious fight. Every grin was swiped from his face, inhis eyes burning hate. Ladybug attacked with the same fury, her movementsprobably a bit too sharp, her punches a little too deadly.
They managed to push the Akuma back so that Nino could collecthimself and finally break his trance, looking down to Firena. She wasconvulsing in waves of pain, coughing and spluttering out blood while still tryingto breathe properly. He stepped around her, falling to his knees next to her sohe could see where the note had stabbed her.
She had her eyes squinted, her hands clenched in front of her chest.The note was right beneath her arms, meaning it didn’t hit her lungs or heart,at least.
Though, he knew this was still bad. Very bad.
“F-Firena?”
She opened her eyes for a brief moment, looking up to him, thenshe curled up tighter once again, wheezing heavily. He gulped, completelyhelpless as she was fighting against the pain.
“What-… What sh-should I-…”, he already wanted to grab the noteand pull it out to have it gone but she shook her head, effectively stoppinghim.
“… D-Don’t-… P-Pull it-… Out…”, she wheezed, still convulsing and pressingher head against the asphalt in search for something to hold on to, “… Has-…T-To-… Block-…”
A scream left her at another wave of pain and she squinted hereyes again, making him flinch.
“Tell me how to help!”, he sobbed, his hands indecisively hangingin the air, “I-… I’ll call an ambulance but-… H-How can I help you?!”
She just so managed a smile, then she screamed again beforeanswering to him.
“S-Stay-… With… M-Me…”
He nodded, pulling out his phone and shakily typing in theemergency number. The case was quickly explained and he kept the call as theguy on the other end of the call told him. With his phone on his ear, he bentover Firena again, gently caressing her cheek.
“Please-… Please, c’mon, they’re here in a bit. You’ll be f-fine,right? You’ll be fine.”
She squinted her eyes tighter before coughing out more blood, darkred and slimy as it fell onto the asphalt.
“… Y-Yo-… Ha-andsome…”, he quickly nodded, lowering his head tohear her better.
“Yes?”
“… T-Tell… Your-… Your girlf-friend-… You love her-…”, she forcedout, her voice sounding strained and thick of emotion and blood, “… P-Please?”
He furrowed his eyebrows at that request. Why should he tell Alyahe loved her now? Should he call her? Or tell her later? What did she mean?
“… Wha-”, but before he was even able to complete his question,she screamed again, then mumbled something. An orange flash blinded him and lethim fall back of surprise, then he heard a high voice.
“Cub! Cub, no, no, c’mon! Don’t you die on me, please! Cub!”
He slowly opened his eyes again and yelped as he saw how muchblood had already spread over her shirt. Over her-… Her shirt…
His eyes widened at the familiar pattern of violet and orangesquares that slowly vanished under the radiant red of blood. His gaze wanderedup and he recognized the orange tips of her hair, the brown, curly mass that heloved so much the further he looked up.
Her beautiful dark skin, her orange fox ears missing.
Alya.
Without missing a beat, he turned to the side, choking. He didn’tthrow up, even if it needed all in him not to do that at the metallic smell ofblood. The blood from his girlfriend.
“… N-Nino…”, she finally forced out again, over another wet cough.He collected and braced himself before getting to his knees again, tearsshining in his eyes as he made eye contact again.
“… I love you.”, he mumbled, sobbing as he forced himself to focuson her eyes alone. Not the wound, not the crying, little, orange creature onher forehead, not the red blood in which he already kneeled, “I love you, Alya,please-… Please, don’t-… Don’t give in… In a second, Ladybug will r-release thehealing light and-… Y-You’ll be fine… You’ll be fine, please…”
She managed a snort, then she convulsed again and screamed. Heflinched at her pained cries before sliding closer, not caring about the blood.
He scooped her head up, stretched his leg out and rested her cheekon his thigh, then cradled her close, carefully of her wound.
She relaxed for a moment before violently sobbing into the fabricof his jeans on his hips, wheezing. Blood dampened his shirt and jeans but hedidn’t care. His fingers worked through her hair and he bent closer over her, totry and give her at least a little comfort.
“Shh… Shh… You’ll be okay, Alya… I love you… Please, please beokay…”
She couldn’t suppress another yelp in pain, tensing and clenchingaround the note in her stomach.
“… D-Don’t-… Don’t wanna d-die-… Don’t-… P-Please, I-…”, shesobbed, weakly shaking her head before screaming another time, “… N-Nino-…Please…”
It broke his heart to hear her begging like that, to hear thedespair in her voice. The raw fear.
“You won’t, Alya. You won’t die.”
She continued crying, her body shaking of pain and fear.
“… I d-don’t-… W-Wanna die-… I-… M-Make it s-stop-… Just s-sto-op,ple-ease-…”
Nino shifted her higher, now taking her into his arms and sittingher up more. She screamed in pain but he couldn’t bear her talking like that anymore.Cradling her head in his arms, pressing her tightly against his chest, heburied his face in her damp hair.
“You won’t, Alya, you won’t die. It’ll be over in a second. Just alittle more, Alya, a little longer. P-Please, just a little longer, just a bit!”
Her breaths got shorter and she choked, sprinkling blood on hisshoulder. He didn’t care one bit.
“… N-Nino-…”
He leant back again to lower his lips down on hers. He kissed hersoftly and felt her relaxing a bit before coughing again. The blood smeared onhis chin and moistened his lips and even though he already felt his stomachchurning again, he knew soothing her was more important now.
So he waited until she had a short moment of breathing through beforehe kissed her again, keeping his eyes closed. She barely turned her head awaybefore she already threw up, vomiting out blood. The note had probably hit herstomach.
His shirt got soaked but he didn’t mind, he just held her close,pressing his temple against hers, waiting until she was done. The convulsing gotslower and she merely coughed, her body shaking.
Until she stilled.
Her coughing cut out, her breath sounded like rattling. Then, shesighed – and her muscles lost all tension. When he was sure her body hadcompletely slumped he pressed her tighter, sobs overtaking him. One arm wrappedover her shoulder, his hand clenched into her shirt at her back. His other handtightly buried in her hair to keep her head against his shoulder.
He didn’t even feel it as the healing light washed over them,taking the note with it. She remained still in his arms, unmoving. Too warm.
And he didn’t even feel it as a hand came to a rest on his tremblingback.
Also, I deliberately left out the very last sentence ;) If someone wants to know this sentence, send me an ask ;P
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Collab work between myself and @thunderpot featuring Adult!Jade Turtle and Adult!Fox. So much fun to do and such an honor to collaborate with such an amazing artist!
Sketch by @thunderpot - Colors by myself (TheLastPilot)
“ Are you drunk? ” DJWifi. I would like Alya to be drunk.
At 3am Nino is woken up by his phone ring. “Who’s calling me at this time?” he grumbles while looking for his glasses. Putting them on and picking up his phone, he sees that his girlfriend Alya is calling him. “Hey, babe,” he yawns. “Hey, Nino!” Alya yells making Nino drop his phone. Even with it on the floor he can still hear Alya clear as day, she’s that loud.
“Hey, Nino,” she repeated. “You love me right?” Nino picks up the phone so he could talk into it. “Yes, Alya I do love you,” he answered moving the phone away in case she’s still loud. “You would help me if I need it, right?” She still loud. Now worried Nino not only wide wake but also getting dresses, the best he can while on the phone. “Alya, Babe is something wrong?” Putting down the phone for her to talk and to get his shirt on. “I am I’m fine. I just need your help,” her speech is now starting to slurp a bit, noticing this Nino freezes like he was hit with a freeze ray.
“Are you drunk?” He asked. “I don’t think so. I’ll go ask.” When she said that Nino facepalms dropping his phone yet again. “Where are you?” he sighs. “I’m at the nightclub you work at, or use to. Do you still work here?” Still facepalming, he never stopped. “I still work there. I have today off. I’m on my way, please wait for me outside,” now getting on his shoes and grabbing his keys. “Okay dokie,” she said making Nino staring at his phone with a WTF look. Another sigh he leaves his apartment and picks up his very drunk girlfriend. She’ll be crashing at his place so he can make fun of her hangover in the morning.
((To me I see Alya being a silly confused drunk that forgets just about everything. Feel free to send me any writing ideas you want me to do. It doesn’t even have to be from a prompts list.))
“I’ve seen the way you look at me when you think I don’t notice.”
Roux stiffened guiltily.
Nino, kind, patient, wonderful Nino, just smiled wryly. “You do know I already have a girlfriend, right?”
Roux relaxed, her toes curling in her boots and her belly warming in pleasure. She flashed her boyfriend a flirty grin. “‘Course I do, but I’ve got eyes, you know.”
That got him to falter, cheeks darkening and his smile turning bashful, and it was official — Roux loved being a secret superhero.
Then he turned that smile on her, and she was a goner. “...Can I use my pretty face to get a picture with you, Renard Roux?”
“Who said anything about your face?” she teased as she walked over into selfie range, maybe putting a little extra swing in her hips as she did so.
The look that crossed Nino’s face was something she was going to treasure for a long time.