Omg okay here we go...for the writing prompt, HxH with Kastro + #12? ^^
Meve, thanks for the request! I hope you enjoy this (this is my first time writing for Kastro, I hope I did alright)
Word Count: 933
The arena erupted with thunderous cheers. You were right in the mix, cheering as loud as you could. Kastro had won his ninth match; one more and he would be a floor master. Everyone around you was buzzing with excitement. As people were making their way out of the arena, you made your way up to Kastro’s floor.
When you first started dating, you tried to go along with the crowd to see if you were able to say hi. But you quickly learned that was nearly impossible. People were asking for his autograph left and right. He quickly learned that if he wanted to see you, he would have to get you a special key that gave you access to his floor and room.
And so, most of the time you waited for him up on the 200th floor as he tried to fight his way through the crowd.
The elevator finally dinged, and you stood back out of sight.
“Excuse me? Could I get your autograph?” you said as you altered your voice as best as you could.
Kastro’s shoulders tensed. How did someone get up here? He thought to himself. Never one to let a fan down, he turned to you with a genuine smile.
“Of course, I can…oh, ______! It’s you!” he hugged you.
“How long have you been waiting up here?”
“Not too long,” you said.
He quirked an eyebrow and said nothing.
“Okay, it may have been closer to an hour and a half. But I don’t mind waiting,” you smiled.
“Has it really been that long? Well, that’s far too long for you to be waiting. Come on, we can have dinner after I get cleaned up.”
Dinner was delivered to the room shortly after and the two of you ate in silence with the occasional remark about a certain move he did in the match. You had both finished your plates when a thought occurred to you.
“Kastro?”
“Yes, my dear?”
“Do you think that we could spend the day together tomorrow? You’ve been working so hard and I think you deserve a day off.”
“Hm,” he sat a moment in his thoughts. “As much as I would love to, I still need to train. Now is not the time to ease up.”
“You’re right, I’m sorry for asking,” you nodded in agreement, a look of disappointment on your face. Kastro had been training hard and you felt like you rarely got to see him outside of having dinner together.
“Wait, hold on,” he got up and picked up his daily planner. You could hear him whispering “if I move this…” “that can go there…” “switch this…”. After a few minutes, he turned back to you.
“______, ask me your question again.”
“Can we spend tomorrow together?” you asked in confusion.
“What a coincidence. It seems that I have that down on my schedule already!” he smiled as he turned his planner toward you to show you his name and your name written on tomorrow’s date.
The rest of your evening was spent determining how the two of you would spend your time together. You were able to come to a compromise; the first part of the day would be spent at the aquarium where a new exhibit had just opened, and the second part of the day would be spent making dinner together and watching a movie on the couch.
The aquarium date was fun and lowkey. Kastro was worried that he might get bombarded with fans asking for pictures or autographs, but to his surprise only one or two people recognized him. “It’s the street clothes,” you suggested. “I almost didn’t even recognize you,” you teased.
As you finished up your aquarium adventure, you noticed a photobooth right outside of the gift shop entrance.
“Can we get our picture taken? Please, please, please, PLEASE?” you asked him as you tugged on his shirt sleeve and tried to give him your best puppy dog eyes.
He smiled down at you, “Fine, but just because you asked me to.”
Trying to get Kastro to make a silly face was a task, but you were able to get him to crack on the last photo. The booth printed out a ticket for you to take into the gift shop where they would print out the photos if you liked them.
All three photos were perfect to you. How could you not want all of them? You asked the clerk for all three and they told you to pick out some frames to put them in. Kastro helped you pick the frames; one had seashells on it, another had turtles on it, and the last was in the shape of a starfish and it read “you’re a star!”.
“Thanks for taking me to the aquarium. I’ve enjoyed the day with you,” you smiled as you leaned against his arm as the two of you left.
“The day’s not over yet, ______. We still have dinner and a movie,” he smiled back at you as he wrapped his arm around your shoulder.
“But really, it’s you I should be thanking. Your support and understanding has really helped me get to where I’m at now. You deserve this day of fun as much as I do, you know,” he paused for a brief moment.
“I’d do anything for you, ______. I love you.”
“And I love you,” a feeling of happiness washed over you.
Kastro trained hard to be the fighter he was, but you knew that he would fight just as hard to prove his love to you.
Bless your heart Riri ❤ For the event Kastro (ofc) and one of the most ridiculous things I ever did was...close my car door on my fingers and have to unlock it to get my hand out 😅
No you 💛
Warnings: Yandere, Controlling behaviour, Isolation if you squint
He ran his thumbs over the scars on your hands, the only physical evidence to the story you just told him.
Part of him was expecting something like an animal scratch, perhaps from getting a little closer than you should have, or even from something as trivial as from moving brambles out of the way while you were on a walk.
But this…
This was impressively stupid.
His internal thought process could only be culminated in a single word. “How?”
You shrugged, pulling back on your hands, which he refused to let go of. “Like I said, I still have no idea. I’m amazed I didn’t break anything too badly, to be quite honest.”
He was surprised too.
You weren’t even driving and still managed to hurt yourself.
Your surprised squeak was quickly muffled by his clothing when he pulled you into a hug, one part protective, one part relieved.
But mostly so he could slip his hand into the back of your jeans, pulling out your keys and pocketing them with a fluidity that would’ve made a thief jealous.
You would get over the isolation from not having a car quickly. After all, you didn’t need one now that he was going to drive you everywhere from now on - with the added touch of opening the door for you like the gentleman he is.
Anything to keep you from leaving his sight again.
A/N: I hope I did him justice ;w; also literally why is there no nice Kastro gifs the fuck. none of them are sweet it's always the sad shit like why man.
Description: Neither of you can skate, but you'll be damned if that stops you from going on a skating date. It's rare to get time like this with Kastro, so you seize it.
Tags: fluff, gn!reader, established relationship, cute cute motherfucking cute
Word Count: 888
A date. Finally! Your boyfriend Kastro was finally able to find some time to get out and go on a date with you, and you were filled with excitement. The two of you were to go ice skating together, a perfect activity to do after the recent snowfall. A good chunk of the day was available to you and neither of you could wait to get it started. So, off you went in the afternoon to an outdoor rink to get your date started.
You met each other there with a hug and quickly proceeded to the little popup tent where skate rentals were, getting your pairs and walking off to put them on. After a bench was found you sat down and laced your skates up, excited to get started. Right when you finished though, you realized your dilemma and stared blankly at the ground. The excitement you felt from getting to go out with Kastro clouded your senses, and you completely forgot that you count not in fact skate at all. He noticed your sudden tenseness and leaned into your side to pull you from your thoughts.
“Hey, what’s up? You seem tense.” Kastro asked you.
“I uh… seem to have forgotten that I can’t actually skate.: You admitted with an embarrassed chuckle.
“Is that all you’re worried about?” He laughed.
“Well yeah! I don’t wanna look dumb in front of you.” You groaned.
“Don’t worry _______. I can;t skate either. We can look dumb together!” He said optimistically.
The smile he wore was warm and eased your anxieties. He was right. There was no need to worry about being perfect when both of you had no idea what you were doing.
“So we can.” You laughed. “Alright, let’s go!”
You stood from the bench and waddled out onto the ice with him, both of you almost immediately losing your balance. With flailing arms you eventually righted yourself, him doing the same and both of you laughing at each other. It would take a try or three for you to get the hang of it, that was for sure.
Thankfully the rink you were at was unoccupied for the most part, allowing you to skate around with the motor skills of a toddler until it came to you. The movements eventually became natural and you skated around Kastro in big loops, proud of your rapid learning. You had come along much faster than he did, so he watched you go with a smile on his face.
“Hey, I think I got the hang of it!” You called out proudly, skating to him.
“I can see that!” He responded.
“Though I don’t know how to stop yet! Ah shit look out!!” You yelled.
Headed straight for him at quite a decent speed, neither of you had the skills to move out of the way in time. You ran into him head on and sent both of you tumbling down onto the ice, sliding across it and into a snowbank. It was quite the fall, you lying on top of him in his reactive embrace meant to lessen the blow on your end.
Cautiously you lifted yourself up a little and looked down at him, your scarves and legs intertwined from the fall. It’s not long before you both start laughing again, rather amused by the situation. You lifted one hand to brush some of the ice shavings and snow off of his cheeks, locking eyes with him.
“Sorry~, I really don’t know how to stop.” You giggled.
“All is well so long as you kiss me better~” Kastro hummed.
“Ooo, now that I can do.” You replied.
You happily let yourself back down on top of him and connected your lips. They were a bit cold, but it wouldn’t be long before they warmed up. One kiss had turned to many, and he squeezed you a little tighter around your waist to keep you close. It did not matter that the snow around you and him was melting and slowly soaking into your clothes. What did matter was the moment with you, and making it last until you could kiss him no more due to your laughter.
“Is that enough~?” You asked playfully.
“It is.” He nodded with a smile. “Aren’t you glad we finally got this time together?”
“I’m so glad. Even if we both look a little dumbb. It;s nice that this place is mostly empty though. That helps with the embarrassment.” You chuckled.
“Indeed. You were going quite fast. You almost took the wind right out of me!” He said. “But… That wouldn’t be too different from the usual considering you always leave me breathless anyway.”
“Kastro! Stop it!” You blushed, hiding your face deeper in your scarf.
“What! I’m not wrong~”
“You’re gonna make me look even sillier than I already do!” You groaned, trying to escape from his grasp.
“Silly, cute; same thing to me!” He teased.
You became even more flustered while he refused to let you go, rolling around in the snow like carefree souls. It was definitely the best date you’ve been on in a while, as neither you or him could stop laughing. Even though there was snow down your clothes, everything felt alright because it was with him.
Request number 15: I am legitimately SCREAMING at this event omg...from the only Kastro stan on this website, give me 7 minutes with him + pegging PLEASE AND THANK
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“You have no idea what you’re getting yourself into,” you smirked deviously at Kastro. He was the one who brought up the idea of pegging; you’re the one who couldn’t help but indulge him in that fantasy.
You lubed up your strap with one hand while keeping the other pressed firmly against his hip with your nails digging into his skin. “We’ll take it slow.” Your words were meant to be reassuring, but they were taunting him. Nothing pleased you more than Kastro’s whines as you started pushing into him.
“M-more!” He begged, fully aware that you were teasing him with this slow place. Without warning you bottomed out inside of him. You loved the look in Kastro’s glossy eyes as he started to come undone beneath you.
Here I am again 👋 I'm having a rough time lately and so my self-indulgent little heart wants to know: how would Kastro comfort his s/o? Anything you could come up with would be great ❤ thanks Eri!
Sorry to hear you’ve been having a rough time, I hope things get better for you soon love!! You’re amazing and I am yet again so flattered that you requested from me so thank you 🥺🥺🥺💞💞💞💞
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Kastro hates to know that you’re going through a rough time. He can tell you’re more stressed than usual, and he’s absolutely determined to help you however he can. He asks you what things he can take off your plate to make your life easier for the time being. Even if it’s things like mundane house chores. Whatever he can do to make your life easier, he will do with no hesitation.
You’re definitely getting extra cuddles and praise from Kastro during this time. He wants to be the light in your life, someone you can rely on to make you happier even if it’s temporarily. He can see you’re doing your best and he’s proud of you for that. His touch soothes a lot of your anxiety and stress so you love to be spoiled with the extra cuddles. He’s also going to kiss you more frequently and surprise you with lots of hugs.
Expect frequent check-ins from him. He’s asking how you’re doing throughout the day, making sure you’re not bottling up all your emotions. He’ll text you praise and compliments when you’re not together just to uplift you in bits until you’re reunited again. His words are thoughtful and sincere, which makes them even more meaningful and effective for you. Your heart flutters and your problems fade away when you see his messages. Even though it’s just a temporary relief, it still means more to you than he will ever know.
If you just need to vent, he’s all ears for you. He listens to your issues and starts to plan ways for you to overcome them. He doesn’t want you to wallow in your stress, he wants to help you get through it and come out stronger. If you tell Kastro you just want to talk and don’t want any advice, he’s fine with that too. He understands sometimes just getting it off your chest can be enough. Regardless, he’s your #1 supporter during this time.
Oooh Eri you are killing me with all these prompts to choose from 😭 can I please have Kastro + 63 + can be at home or out to eat? Thank you ❤
Happy Valentine’s Day Meve! You’re lovely 🥺🌸✨
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Kastro + “Cross my heart and hope to die.” + out to eat
As you sat across from Kastro, you were trying to find the balance between admiring him and eating your food. He had taken you out to a fancy dinner for Valentine’s day, the holiday giving him the perfect excuse to shower you with extra praise and affection.
As you ate, Kastro went on about all the things he loved about you. You were always there for him, regardless of the situation. You were his support system, constantly encouraging him to be his best self. You were loyal to him, the best partner he had ever had. He wanted to be certain you knew how lovely you are. It was hard to focus on the meal when your heart was ready to implode from your overwhelming happiness.
The food was delicious, nothing short of what you’d expect for the double digit prices on every entree. Kastro didn’t care about the prices though, you were worth that and more to him. The waitress quickly stopped by, dropping the check at the table, careful to not linger too long. Kastro swiped up the check before you could see the grand total; he didn’t want you to think about something so meaningless to him.
“You’re the only one for me, darling.” He hummed, intent on continuing to praise you, smiling at you from across the table.
“Do you promise?” You asked shyly, batting your eyelashes at him. It sounded so sincere, but you were always open to more reassurance.
“Promise. Cross my heart and hope to die.” He responded without hesitation, reaching to the side of the table for your hand to plant a tender kiss on it.
Okay SO for your event (option 2)...I'm gonna be self indulgent af here with my bby Kastro 😂 could you do a NSFW scenario (maybe post-win at Heavens Arena) either in bed or in the shower?? As for kinks not obligatory but I do love me some pegging, oral, and/or orgasm denial 😌 thank you lovely!!! ❤❤
Hi Meve!!! Thanks for participating in my event! I love you so much and I hope this lives up to the hype you always give me!! You’re the best!🥺🌸✨
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Warnings: 18+, nsfw content below!
After extensively training for weeks to prepare for his upcoming fight at Heaven’s Arena, it was no surprise that Kastro claimed the win with smoothness and ease. Seeing him in the zone during his fights, full of focus and extreme determination, always turned you on in a way you couldn’t explain. The highlights of the fight played on repeat in your mind as your other half was in the shower cleaning himself up after his victory. Unable to keep your temptation for him at bay, you sauntered to the bathroom, carefully letting yourself in without making a sound.
“Kastro,” You sweetly called out in an attempt to not startle him with your intrusion, “May I join you?” It was a question you already knew the answer to, but asked regardless out of respect. Rather than answer you verbally, he slid the glass door of the shower open for you.
After removing your clothes from your body and tossing them aside, you happily joined him in the shower, immediately met by hot water colliding with your skin. The sight of Kastro’s chiseled body made you weak in the knees, filling your mind with filthy thoughts of everything you intended to do to him. The timing of your entrance was perfect as he had just finished washing his body.
“Congratulations, my love.” You cooed, pulling Kastro in for a kiss and running your fingers through his freshly washed, silky strands of hair. You felt a smile form on his lips as he deepened the kiss, letting his hands freely explore your body at the same time. “Let me show you what I have in mind to celebrate.”
You planted a gentle kiss on his cheek then making your way down to his neck, stopping to bite the skin just enough to draw the softest moan from Kastro. With a growing heat in your core, you continued eagerly down his body, peppering kisses and occasionally leaving behind your markings in the form of hickeys. You stopped your journey down his body right at his already hard and freshly cleaned cock, ready to show him how proud you were of his fight.
The look on Kastro’s face was a dead giveaway of how riled up he already was from your teasing. You smirked at him before opening your mouth enough just to take in just the tip of his dick.
“Fuck,” Kastro moaned, entangling his hands in your hair as you began to take more of his length in your mouth. Pleased by his reaction you continued your work, taking more of his length in your mouth, tracing your tongue against his shaft as you went. The sounds leaving him were music to your ears, only encouraging you to continue. You loved having the power and control over him and his potential orgasm. You fully intended to make the most out of every second, dragging out everything you did hoping you would have Kastro begging for you to let him cum.
