Parental figure (still don't know what you wanna be called-), is it okay if I put you in an incorrect quote generator with me and some other ppl I know?
- Bread :>
You can call me Father if you like, Father, Dad, Dada, I don't really care
request; Could I get Marshmallow hell with Shuichi if that's not a problem? Ty!!
warnings; Shuichi wears is still wearing a hat for a bit at the beginning, cussing, unedited, reader has big boobs, kinda crack fic?????? fluff
note; sorry this is a bit shorter than the others, m planning to double upload! also, sorry for the cringe omg i hate how this turned out, i really wanna restart it. Nonetheless, I still hope you somewhat enjoyed reading this garbage!!
- mod chia
◊ The day he fell face-first in your titties, Shuichi was walking down the hall with his hat on. Though he couldn’t see much because of his hat, his hat also prevented people from seeing his eyes and vice-versa, making him feel more comfortable and secure.
◊ It covered most of his view, so he wasn’t able to see much. Most of all, he wasn’t able to see you. Which lead to; him crashing into you- Well, your boobs. The hat literally flew off once it hit you, bouncing off your chest. Shuichi was sure he was experiencing heaven when he felt his head against your chest. Your boobs had softened from contact, and his entire head sunk in your chest, as a result of Shuichi experiencing pure bliss. Pure bliss before he fucking died from the embarrassment-
◊ He allowed himself to stay there for a few seconds, trying not to think about how everyone could see him stuffing his head in your chest(to be fair, it was an accident!), and how not even his hat could save him now. He couldn’t hear much, as a result of his ears being covered by the material surrounding your breasts.
◊ But he could hear a faint, “Shuichi, are you okay? I-I’m sorry!” Hearing you call for him, Shuichi slowly raised his head up, chin resting on the nook of your collarbone. “Oh hey s/o, what are you doing here?” His eyes were dazed, face flushed- You immediately questioned if he was sober, “A-are you high?”
◊ Shuichi seemed to snap out of it once you had given his shoulders a good shake, his eyes widening at you. Oh wait. Oh fuck. “A-ahh! I am so, so s-sorry!” He bowed several times before awkwardly limping away from the pure humiliation(and to hide a growing boner-), hat long-forgotten.
◊ After the whole marshmallow hell thing, Shuichi found himself thinking about your boobs- you more often.
◊ It seemed to interfere with his detective work, and honestly, just his regular thinking on a daily basis. He’d see an orange and think, “Boob?” His brain is kind of empty everytime you’re around him, he’s just constantly thinking about you and your—holy fuck are they big—mommy milkers.
◊ It’d be especially funny when you walk into the room during an investigation, and he accidentally says boob instead of blood.
◊ “The bl-” You walked in the room, “Oh hey Shuichi!” Shuichi paused, a bit too flustered to keep talking, but he wanted to seem cool in front of you so he continued despite his mind being completely filled with images of you. “T-the boob splatter indicates this was the scene of the crime.” His voice cracked, only worrying about the change in pitch of his voice rather than the fact that he said boob splatter in front of half the class.
◊ He gestured to the body, clearing his throat and swallowing down his nervousness, he continued, “The body wasn’t moved, you can tell by the large puddle of boob under it.” Kaito moved to correct him, feeling the terrible second-hand embarrassment from Shuichi. Kokichi suddenly pinched Kaito, “Nishishi!” He put a finger to his lips and snickered, ignoring Kaito’s annoyed glare and looking back at Shuichi to give him a thumbs up.
◊ Looking up and making direct eye contact with Kaito, he said, “Even so, the death was too violent to move the body without boob smear evidence.” Kaito felt as if he was dying inside as he held in his laughter. You, on the other hand, decided to turn a blind eye to what happened and instead encourage Shuichi, “W-wow! You sound s-so professional, Shuichi-kun!”
◊ Shuichi’s serious demeanor disappeared as he looked at you. He smiled shyly, rubbing his neck at the compliment, “Pshhh, It’s n-nothing...” Kokichi’s smile dropped as he looked Kaito dead in the eye and silently communicated with him, ‘He will never fucking know, got it? He’s too precious for the embarrassment-”
◊ ^^I don’t know what this is, im sorryheugrheheug-
◊ Something I can imagine Shuichi doing is, after a long day of investigating crimes, he’d come home to you and quietly ask for hugs, indirectly telling you he missed your boobs.
◊ You would just be doing anything at all, whether it was cooking, studying, sleeping, showering, and he would still find a way to your boobs. He really likes burying his face in your chest, so he always needs to cuddle you with your face facing his.
◊ He can’t sleep without your boobs smothering him anymore.
◊ He kind of has a built-in boob magnet in his system, he just always needs your squish.
◊ I can imagine him just finding you sleeping on the bed, and him just climbing in next to you and stuffing his head in your warm chest as if it was second-nature. Ugh, and pet his hair, he loves that.
◊ When he asks for hugs, he never admits that he wants to hug you so he could feel your softness against his cheeks again. He thinks it seems pervy, and he doesn’t want to seem that way to you.
◊ If he ever needs hugs and you deny him them, I wouldn’t say he becomes needy, but that’s exactly what I’m saying.
◊ “B-but, please?” UGH FHUSGBAKGSHJGADFIHBAJHSB
◊ You would cave in within 5 seconds because of the puppy dog look he gave you, sighing defeatedly before letting him suffocate himself in your boobs.
◊ He gets really embarrassed if you ever decided to give him marshmallow hell in public, though in an odd way it comforts him? He doesn’t have to see or think of anyone else’s judgemental stares because his face is stuffed with you.
◊ However, his face still gets super red. He’d want to pull away, but he can’t seem to find the urge to.
◊ So he just fucking doesn’t. Stays there the entire time like a motherfucking boss.
UHHHHH. THANK YOU FOR STICKING AROUND??? honestly i didnt think that we'd get this many followers in just about a month so this is surprising DUBFSJBFJSBDS as the artist of the blog i've been wanting to get back into it soon enough so with fingers crossed we should get back to the swing of things soon EHDBWJDBWJDGS AGAIN. THANK YOU
- Mod Gin
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dont look up the 591st pokemon from the pokemon series. worst mistake of my life
- mod bread
(i swear i asked if he wanted to add anything else and he said no)
(hope ky doesn’t mind me using a random snapchat selfie of us as our first post~)
so uhhh i guess i should introduce us???
hi there! welcome to our blog!
the blonde kid on the right is me, kenny! and the redhead nerd next to me is one of my best friends kyle! we decided to start an ask blog together out of boredom just for fun ‘cause why tf not? this is our first time running an ask blog but i’m sure it’ll be fun. you can ask us about anything ya want~
