Tags/warnings: fluff, sweet hugs, very very mild angst if you squint.
Author's note: Hi, Mags and thank you so much for your request! I'm sorry it took so long to write it, but I wanted it to be as perfect as I could make it. I didn't include Kino and the Tsukinamis since I don't know enough about them as of now. I still hope you like it ♡
❀ Shu Sakamaki – First dawn.
“The quiet of the world beneath gilded auroras and lingering dreams.”
Shu’s hugs are, first and foremost, warm.
Perhaps it is in his touch when he’s not fully woken yet that he conveys what his words don’t.
Sometimes his shows of affection make you crack a smile, when he claims “I was cold while sleeping” and casually wraps his strong arms around you.
Turning around in his hold, you trace his handsome features with your fingertips.
That is, until he takes your hand in his.
Eyes the color of the sky at the time when the world hasn’t risen yet meet yours.
He softly bites the tip of your finger, before his grip on you tightens and he goes back to sleep.
Neither of you have a blanket.
And yet, you don’t need it.
Not when his embrace is like the molten rays of first dawn.
❀ Kou Mukami – Cornflower blue mornings.
“The beauty of a pure blue sky, with the cheerfulness of sunlight. Yet sometimes, that light is fractured, leaving behind the desperation of cerulean patches amidst stormy clouds.”
Kou’s touches and embraces are another part of the charm with which he puts you under his spell.
And you’d be lying if you didn’t say you fell into it willingly.
His hugs are playful, lighthearted, loving, and at all times. Doesn’t matter if it’s in public or in private, he just needs you in the same way his lungs need the oxygen he breathes.
Kou adores teasing you and flustering you. He loves hugs in the morning, when he’s still sleepy, his messy hair tickling your neck and not letting you leave bed.
When he holds you like that, you feel like you’re in a rose colored world.
Except when the peace shatters and nightmares come to haunt him.
In his sleep, the sparkling idol is nowhere to be seen, leaving in his wake the scared boy he once was, desperately reaching for a promised sky that did not exist.
This time, however, his hand finds another.
Ready to never let him go again, to stay with him, even if the storm won’t cease.
You are there, reaching for cornflower blue mornings with him.
❀ Ayato Sakamaki – The blazing midday Sun.
“He is the intensity of noon’s heat on your back; the searing sensation of Icarus’ wings melting, only to plummet you into the arms of your beloved.”
Ayato is the personification of intensity. The picture perfect image of confidence.
That is palpable in the way he holds you too.
He is not shy to initiate physical contact with you, especially in public, to let others know you’re his.
His embrace is tight, but not so much that you can’t pull away if you so desire (though he’d sulk if you did that - there, there, Ayato).
Then there’s times when he just silently embraces you from behind, no words exchanged.
It’s usually on moments when he knows you’re struggling or feel sad.
So if you’d rather not talk about it, he’ll at least warm your wavering heart, just as the blazing midday Sun on your back.
❀ Yuma Mukami – Fiery afternoon.
“He is both the intensity of a crackling fire and the gentle light that filters through the window as you sit before the swirling flames.”
While he may seem a little rough around the edges, Yuma loves deeply and is one of the most loyal guys you can find.
That is very obvious in the way he embraces you.
It feels comfortable to lean your head on his broad chest or be enveloped by those strong arms of his that would protect you from anything.
You feel safe, and when he softly leans his head on top of yours, it’s as if time stopped at that moment of day when the world dyes in gold.
There’s other instances, however, when you have to ask him not to squeeze you so hard or you won't be able to breathe.
The sheepish smile he offers you in return is too cute, so it’s totally worth it. Like staring skywards even if you’re busy working at the garden, just to catch a glimpse of the fiery afternoon.
❀ Laito Sakamaki – Sensuous sunsets.
“The sinful secrets concealed in the half light of twilight; a fox-like stare that reads the sweet nothings you want to hear.”
The truth of the words he whispers carelessly hides behind the deadly sin of lust.
Due to his upbringing, Laito sees affection as just a state of pleasure, something physical.
Until you came along.
Now he is at war with himself.
This is not what he usually feels. This warmth in his heart… Is this the meaning of those words he throws like nothing?
His touches are still suggestive every time he hugs you, fingertips lingering a little too long over every spot he knows will make you shiver; those lips of his that used to tell you pretty lies now map out every inch of you in a softness you didn’t know he was capable of.
In between Laito’s arms, your eyes meet his.
You wonder if he can see right through you.
You want to hear him say ‘I love you.’
And, above all else, you want him to mean it.
His hold on you tightens.
Leaning against his chest, you watch the golden hour slip away.
His heartbeat is a little erratic.
And when, in the sensuality of an ephemeral sunset, he voices his next words, you know he means every single one.
‘I love you too, Laito.’ Is the silent response you give him with the world’s softest kiss.
❀ Kanato Sakamaki – Vices at dusk.
“An autumn night’s first light, through naked trees;
A graveyard that looks as eerie as it is beautiful;
As long as you stare into his lilac eyes.”
Kanato holds you like one would his soulmate on the brink of death; he hugs you like you’re going to slip away; his arms tighten around you because you’re only his.
He doesn’t want you to put your attention on anyone else but him, but he is also viscerally terrified of losing you.
Like a child cradling his new favorite toy for the first time, the sweet scent of raspberry pudding intoxicates you eternally now. And you’d be lying if you said you could live without it from now on.
As Kanato holds you, he is both gentle and menacing; the wordless warning that if you leave his arms you won’t make it out alive.
Why would you ever want to walk away, however? When he is the vice you want to drown in, today and every single dusk until the day you no longer breathe?
❀ Subaru Sakamaki – First moonlight.
“Luminescent white petals, guarded by thorns;
And yet so delicate on the breeze of witching hours.”
Needles to say, Subaru is not the most physically affectionate at first.
Except when he can’t keep denying his heart has been yours for longer than he remembers.
He finds himself constantly seeking you out, because he is ‘supposed to protect you since you’re such an annoying idiot’ or so he claims.
The deep rosy hue of his cheeks tells you otherwise, however.
And now that you’ve found out he likes you, you won’t let him live it down.
As you constantly seek him out and nestle yourself in between his arms, Subaru finds he likes this quiet closeness; crimson eyes avert, as strands the color of starlit roses cover his shy gaze.
But you know what he means with those flustered expressions. And the way he hugs you a little tighter expresses the words he sometimes struggles to let out.
Though, if you listen, you won’t miss his whispers of “I love you” as the first moonlight sets on fallen ivory petals.
❀ Ruki Mukami – Zenith of polaris.
“In marine eyes, turbulence and tenderness hide.
The wings he was denied, he gives to you.
Your anchor, when you’re lost at sea.”
To know Ruki is to dive into a tempestuous sea; treacherous on moonless nights, yet captivating and radiant when it mirrors the stars.
His aim at first was to simply discipline you. Who did you think you were, other than his mere livestock?
And yet, there’s this aura around you, like a warm light; like the wings he was robbed of.
And still, he is the one who falls prey to you, wanting to show you heaven
In your darkest auroras, Ruki is your guiding star. His arms around you feel like seraphic feathers, still beautiful despite being crooked and ashen.
His lean figure, where you rest, listening to his steady heartbeat, akin to a forgotten lullaby penned in silver ink.
Ruki holds you as if you’re holy, the oath he swears his life on. He holds you delicately when starlight threatens to fade from your night sky.
Other times, however, he is the devil incarnate, pushing you down on his bed, hovering over you like a man starved.
And either way, you want him as he is. Forever you angel, wings or not; the zenith of polaris in your murkiest oceans.
❀ Reiji Sakamaki – Stillness in the dead of night.
“Some venoms don’t have an antidote, and you’d gladly drink them.”
When you first met him, you’d have never fathomed the idea of his arms around you.
Unless it was to keep you still as he stole your blood, that is.
You remember too vividly, that heinous scent coming off the cup of tea he offered you with a smile that was nothing if not cruel.
Now, that same cup brings a sense of warmth as you sit in his study, watching him work.
Here, the light is warm, in sharp contrast to the darkness out the glass panes, the windows little less than mirrors of darkness at this hour.
You revel in the calm of midnight.
A svelte hand takes your teacup away.
Reiji sets it on the nearby table, not without taking a sip from it first, the marks of your lipstick smeared by his lips.
Lips that then gently brush against your jawline, strong arms looping around your waist from behind.
In the dead of night, utter calm envelops around you.
If you were to be poisoned right this instant, you’d have no regrets; as long as it was by his hand.
❀ Azusa Mukami – Minutes before dawn.
“In his clear eyes, the instants held between night and day reflect.
His wounded arms, forever destined to protect you.”
At times, when you spot him admiring his scars in the last minutes of night, he seems so fragile, delicate even.
Akin to daisy petals bathed in the dew of dreams about to end.
You wonder, how can someone capable of constantly drawing blood from his own flesh hold you so gently?
Much in the way he talks and always lingers close to you, his touch is the softness of kisses over fresh bandages.
You wish he wouldn't hurt himself. Your heart shatters a little at the gentleness with which he treats you, knowing how he breaks himself little by little.
So, in this moment, you hold him flush against you, squeezing delicately yet vehemently, letting him know this is your love, no bloodshed needed.
In the minutes before dawn, his opal eyes meet yours.
Through your unshed tears, his smile is brighter than morning stars.
❀ Yui Komori – The first breeze of spring.
“Some would argue she is too soft, cherry blossoms succumbing to snow.
You know better.
For, after the blizzard, that same tree blooms.”
Yui, the girl who will always put others before herself.
The girl who chooses to see the good in others, even in those who hurt her.
Yui, who loves unconditionally.
And who looks at you as if you hung the very stars in the sky.
She holds you warmly. Hopeful first cherry blossoms after a snowy February.
In her arms, your world dyes in shades of rose; your heart feels at ease, worries flying away like petals beneath an early March sky.
Yui is the tender touch of flower blooms in the first breeze of spring.
Your smile widens as she stares at you with her doe eyes.
[Class 1-B was chilling in the common area, the usual low buzz of chatter filling the room. Well—except for one corner. Yui Kodai sat there quietly, legs tucked neatly underneath her, reading a book like always. Her expression was calm. Neutral. unreadable. No surprise there. And then he walked in.]
[Y/N drifted in like a breeze with no particular direction in mind, humming to himself, holding a bag of snacks upside-down without realizing half of it had spilled a trail behind him.]
Y/N: Hey, Yuiii~!
[He waved enthusiastically, absolutely unaware that the whole room had followed the line of snacks he'd dropped.]
Y/N: I brought us treats! …I think! If the bag wasn’t leaking!
[Yui blinked. Once. Then twice. For Yui Kodai, that was basically a gasp. Kendo sighed.]
Kendo: Y/N, you dropped—oh forget it, whatever.
[Yui’s cheeks tinted the faintest pink. Hs flopped onto the couch next to her, accidentally bouncing too close, so his shoulder gently bumped hers. He didn’t even notice—until Yui subtly shifted closer, as if absorbing your warmth.]
Y/N: I found you a snack!
[You handed her a cracker shaped like a star.]
Y/N: It looks like you. Quiet. But shiny.
[Yui stared at the cracker. Then stared at him. Then—A tiny, tiny smile tugged at the corner of her lips.]
Tetsutetsu:…Did she just…?
[Tetsutetsu whispered like he’d witnessed a rare wildlife phenomenon. “Oh my god,” Kendo murmured,]
Kendo: Y/N is a Yui-whisperer.
[He still hadn’t noticed anything.]
Y/N: Do you want me to get more? I think I dropped more in the hall… or a bird took it. Do birds even come inside? I dunno. Maybe—
[Yui silently placed her hand on top of his. Very gentle. Very deliberate. He blinked down at her hand.]
Y/N: Oh! Hi.
[That was it—Yui’s lips curled a bit more. Her version of a bright grin. Kuroiro actually choked.]
Kuroiro: She SMILED. Two smiles in one day. Y/N, what ARE you??
[“…Me?” He tilted his head.]
Y/N: I’m… Y/N. Probably.
[Kendo facepalmed. Yui let out a soft exhale—practically a giggle in her language. She squeezed his hand once, then whispered in her quiet, almost monotone voice.]
Yui: Stay.
[He froze, wide-eyed.]
Y/N:…Like… right here? Next to you?
[Yui nodded. Class 1-B silently screamed in the background. He brightened instantly.]
Y/N: Okay! I like sitting next to you. You smell like… books and… plants.
[More color rose on Yui’s cheeks. She definitely smiled that time—small, soft, and absolutely real. Yui very quietly pulled him even closer, practically leaning her head on his shoulder now.]
Kendo: Y/N, whatever magic cracked her poker face—don’t ever lose it.
[He only smiled, clueless and happy.]
Y/N: I don’t know what I did… but I like when Yui smiles.
[Yui’s fingers curled around yours again. “…Me too,” she whispered. And just like that Yui Kodai showed more emotions in three minutes with him than she had in the entire school year.]
So I dont see enough 18+ Yui stuff , Its only the guys so I ask for Yui sexual relationship or lit anything explicit ☝️😃
Sexual Relationship🔥
Character: Komori Yui +18 content.
MC: Female/Masculine
Sex🔞
She loves to make love. She thinks it's romantic and a special moment. She moans loud and clear, sweet moans and little whimpers. Yui also moves a lot in bed and uncontrollably shakes when having an orgasm. When rough, she can't really take it. She moans your name, she begs for more at the end. Her face always gets red or her cheeks get pink from the heat. And she grabs her own boobs when she's having sex. Whenever she wants to feel punished or degraded, she'd like you to discipline her.
Use of sexual toys💓
Yui doesn't use any sexual toys, does she even know their existence? She rather you touching her with your hands or her touching you with her hands. And that's enough to please her.
Kissing💋
Kissing Yui is tasting a sweet strawberry cheesecake. Her lips are soft and juicy, just enough to make you crave for more. She loves to give you pecks on the lips, neck and hands. Sweet, quick and memorable. When kissing on her lips, she teases you while rolling her tongue in your mouth. She loves wet kisses, she can do it for minutes. Loves to see your reaction too.
Hugging🌜
Her hugs are the most comfortable ones ever. It's like hugging a little bunny. Yui likes to feel your muscular chest or your boobs and your back. She likes to feel your body heat, to hear your heart beat and your breathing. She loves moments like this. When she hugs you from the back, she takes the opportunity to squeeze your chest, she likes to touch them.
Sitting on her lap🔥
When you sit on her lap, she hugs your waist. If she's feeling horny or sort of, she will tease you by touching your private or giving you signs, for example: she unbuckles your belt or keeps touching your thigh. Also likes squeezing your chest if she's feeling cutesy.
Masturbate💯
Yui loves when you finger her, deep down. She really opens her legs for you, so you can just do your work. She loves when you masturbate her and the way you're masturbating her makes her go crazy, eyes rolling, grabbing the bed sheets, moving her head sideways, looking up and down, looking at your face. And when you rub her clit at the same time, she gets really sensitive. Yui masturbate you with her long fingers, normally uses 2 fingers but can go up to 3 to tease and to watch you please. Yui loves stroking your dick, she initially does it slowly but goes faster as your moans are getting louder. If you ask her to do again, she happily does it. Anything to please you.
Nudes📱
Yui is that person that loves to tease. If you're not home and she's feeling horny, she will send you a nudes with no hesitation. Maybe a picture of her boobs. She can even send a short video of her touching her breasts. All of this just so you can get home quickly. When you send her nudes, she gets timid at first and doesn't look at the screen again, but she loved that you sent her that. She's blushing. After you come home, she'll definitely ask you for a night journey.
Sleeping together😌
Sleeping with Yui is what everyone dreams of. She always sleeps hugging you, behind or front. She pats your head to sleep if you ask or if she just wants to do it. She shares kisses with you on the lips or on the neck before sleeping. If you sleep first, she will observe you, caressing your cheek or appreciate your cute sleepy face. She holds your hand or rests her head in your shoulder to sleep. She doesn't let you go when she wakes up.
Positions🌡️
Yui doesn't have a mask but two faces but one of them stays hidden. She loves missionary position, being bottom, watching you pleasing her. However, she loves being on top. She likes the idea to please you, to control you for some time. She likes riding too, so she's definitely a cowgirl. She also likes to be dominant, so don't doubt this girl's actions. She can fuck with bondage, so submissive, especially if it's your kink. If you want to make something different, she will accept it, if it pleases you.
In which, [Name], the one and only son of Sakamaki Richter strives to make his dearest cousin's lives a living hell. Or; In which yearns for what can never be his own and will do just about anything to yank it within his reach.
A boy with steel-grey tresses that faded into a pale silver asks his father; his soft voice catching the older man's attention.
The boy was seated at a beautifully carved, dark wood dining table; his father on the opposite side. Atop the table sat a lovely white, silken tablecloth with lace edges; and atop that sat a beautiful porcelain tea set. Said set was from France, according to what his father had told him, a gift from some noble in a futile attempt to curry favor with him some time ago.
Under the glossy varnish finish was painted a breathtakingly intricate pattern in the color of glacial blue. The rims, handles, spouts, and flat bottoms of the set were dipped in gold that shimmered whenever the light caught it. A lovely piece indeed, but certainly not the boy's favorite by any means.
The amber liquid inside the cup was telling enough, It was Darjeeling. Tasteful but boring.
Perfect.
The boy lifts his teacup to his lips; taking a quiet sip and taking in the taste as it rolls over his tongue. His large, round e/c eyes looked up at the man across from him expectantly; clawed fingers drummed gently on the table with impatience and curiosity that bubbled just under his pale skin.
"You are correct. Why do you ask, dearest [Name]?"
The charcoal-blonde-haired man answered, turning his tired eyes from the book in hand toward his beloved son.
[Name] smiled eerily, the corners of his mouth stretching so far it almost looked as if his face was split in two. He leaned forward, sitting the teacup gently onto its platter and leaning on his forearms.
"Can I play with them?"
He asks cheerily in his saccharine voice, innocent eyes wide with hidden depravity.
The man's sharp burgundy eyes narrow at the steel-grey-headed child. He really is just like her, isn't he? The joy they got in tormenting others, the twisted grins and psychotic glint that hid just behind their eyes was so similar, sometimes far too similar.
He closed his eyes; now is not the time.
"I suppose you can. Don't break them, though. Karlheinz would have my head."
The older man warns, picking up his teacup.
Ah... the tea is cold.
[Name] now sat in his favorite spot, a large tree overlooking the Sakamaki mansion. Far enough away from the structure to where he won't be noticed, yet close enough to observe. He sat on one of the thicker branches; choosing this one in particular after making sure it wouldn't snap under his body weight. The steelhead came here fairly often; every day. He would sit and wait and watch. A repeating cycle that he never grew bored of.
Out of all the ones he liked to watch, there were preferred ones by now. The eldest two's one-sided bickering was always a small threat, the triplets fighting over various objects in the residence was another endeavor, and then there was the youngest, Subaru.
The snarling, hollering, wall punching, fight-instigating youngest child of the Sakamakis. With snow-white hair, dazzling sorrow-filled scarlet eyes with thick lashes overhanging them, and pale skin. A true figment of melancholic beauty. A white rose.
Subaru was by far his favorite. Definitely.
Poor, poor Subaru. [Name] always thought that he'd gotten it the worst. Inbred, scorned and ignored. All culminating in violent outbursts to keep himself afloat. The air of suffering just radiated off of him in waves and the vampiric boy found is simply intoxicating.
It was all just so funny. His cousin's suffering was all so fun to watch. It's not [Name]'s fault that his uncle was a child-abandoning whore of a man. He just so happened to stumble upon their residence on his nightly stroll and had some intense sadistic tendencies.
Just like her... just like—
A sudden light caught his eyes. A car? No, a taxi. The vehicle pulled in front of the rundown mansion and slowed to a halt.
The back right door opened after a few seconds and out stepped a girl. The light from the car bounced off her brown hair and lit up the side of her face, displaying her prominent scowl and narrowed almond eyes.
She walked around to the trunk and pulled out a few suitcases as it began to rain. The girl groaned in annoyance and dragged her luggage into the building, seemingly before anyone answered the door.
[Name]'s e/c eyes stare into the door intensely.
Just who was that girl? Surely not another child of Karlheinz's, right? Do they get a sister now too? That's so... unfair.
The wind blew violently through the trees, and [Name] disappeared with the sway of branches; a scowl on his face.
[Name] had always been the curious type. That was something Richter had known since the boy had been birthed. But now.... he couldn't help but be concerned about his only child.
When he was young, [Name] was so gentle and meek; a quiet and impressionable boy who kept to himself most time. Though, that may have to do with the fact that Richter kept his existence from everyone. Almost everyone.
[Name] was only ten years old when Richter introduced the two, but he didn't expect his son to grow so attached. The young boy liked her so much, that he had turned to his father and asked him, "Papa, is this my mother?". And the look of utter despair when he had to tell him no. That she was already wed with her children that she had with the boy's very uncle. [Name] looked so utterly defeated. His heart completely shattered into millions of tiny pieces.
The charcoal-blonde-haired man tried his absolute best to comfort his son. He should've known not to let them meet; [Name] never had a mother figure after all. He had a mother, yes. A beautiful vampire noblewoman of the family Lucifuge whom Richter had fallen head over heels in love with. One he had made sure not to introduce to Karlheinz for fear that she would be taken by his status as the king and his promiscuous ways.
The two had a long-running fling, though it ended shortly after his love became pregnant and birthed their child. She had then informed him that she was promised to someone else, that the two would be wed the next year and he would certainly reject her if he had discovered that she had carried and bore the child of another man.
She rejected her newborn son, "If only he was never born, we could continue our forbidden union. But with pity, I shall grace him with a name.". That's what she said to him as she gathered all of the gifts of lavish gowns and glittering jewels that he had once so selflessly given her. "[Name]. That is what he shall be called." Were the last words she had ever uttered in their general direction.
Richter thought he would never love again, but he always was quite faint of heart and it continued to beat longingly as it hung on his sleeve.
how about how some of the dbd cast would react to stuff you baked? (i like most of the characters, i think that ghostface or meg would be interesting for a couple examples)
(this is for the one writing request thingy ? :D
HELLOOOOO can do!!! Thanks for requesting <333
DBD CHARACTERS REACTION TO YOU BAKING SOMETHING FOR THEM
Ghostface
He was in awe and thought it was cute
Someone actually baked something for him
"Aww thanks sweetheart" he says and kisses you softly on your lips
He would only comment once on it if it tasted bad but otherwise would shower you in complements
He would also be teasing you constantly in a loving way of course
Meg
Blushes and gives you a hug
"Awww thanks hun" squeezes you tighter till you tell her to quit it
She would love whatever you made for her and would share with her grandma (mom?can't remember lore T-T)
She especially loves brownies...*wink wink*
Albert Wesker
"Oh you made something for me? How cute..." He gives a charming smile
He caresses your chin softly and places his thumb on your lips
He takes the chocolate chip cookie you made him and pops it into his mouth and chews slowly to savor the flavor
He gives a small hum and nods "These are wonderful dearheart but I would recommend to let them cook more so they are a bit crunchy"
He takes another cookie and puts it in his mouth and chews a little and then connects his mouth with yours and kisses you to where you both have some cookie
When you guys pull away for air and swallow he licks his lips and smirks
The Trickster
"I'm not surprised you baked something for someone as talented as me"
He's so fucking cocky like that was not a good move, he's so fucking full of it
He's used to being given this kinda stuff
It means a little bit more to him since it's from you...
Don't expect much that just a quick kiss and no knives in your back :)
Steve
"Thanks but why?"
He's flattered and appreciates it but is confused
He will pick you up and hug you and flash you a big smile showing off his pearly white teeth
Will brag to the other survivors (especially Nancy and Jonathan)
"My partner baked me something did yours?" He says in a snarky tone and a shit eating grin
Yui
She swings an arm around your neck and kisses your cheek
"Thank you love" she says as she pulls some hair out of you face
She smiles at you lovingly and takes the cupcake you made her
She takes a bite, icing gets on the tip of her nose
She tries to lick it off but fails so you grab her face gently and lick it off yourself
You pull away and giggle while she's tries to say something
She blushes and looks away and smiles bashfully
Kate
"Aw thank you darlin'"
She pinches your cheek and pulls a bit
She takes a macaroon and eats it slowly, savoring the flavor
She lets out a satisfied moan
"Soo~ good darlin' you need to make more"
She envelopes you into a bear hug with your face smashed between her boobs
Billy
(platonic! I headcannon him as Ace and Aro so everything for him is strictly platonic!!)
*Happy noises*
Someone made something for him?!
How wonderful! He's so happy!!
He had a hard time talking so he will show you how much he appreciates it
Whatever you make he will love
He will give you things too!!
He can't bake or cook but it's okay! He's trying:')
I love your twt headcannons for diabolik lovers. If you're comfortable with it, could you do one with yui but with a dom fem reader, maybe the sakamaki's sister or something?
Sure!
Yui Twt Links
Warnings: This contains porn. Proceed with caution
Rating: NSFW under the cut
Now since you're the dom in this situation and the only sister in the Sakamaki family, the corruption kink is HUGE!!!
Are there soft moments between the two of you? Yes. Are they horny moments? Also yes
Once again, corruption kink. But you can tell that she's enjoying it.
Yui can never have a normal bath with you. Actually, she can never have a normal bath EVER
Mmph, brainwashing her would be so fun. And she would want to do anything to please that ache in her
Pinning her down as you breed her again, and again, and again. She's such a good girl for you.
Can I’m have yui komori Yuma mukami and Subaru sakamaki x male reader who loves cute things and use cute clothes and have a bunny plushie with him all the time headcanons please
YUI KOMORI:
yui would love that you like cute things like she does!
you two would probably share clothes as well as accessories
she'll be putting her cute flower clips in your hair and she'll compliment you on how much it suits you!
i personally think she'll prefer a male s/o who is more on the feminine and cutesy side, you get a billion bonus points just for that
as for the plushie, she doesn't collect teddy bears herself but i can imagine that she'd get a matching stuffie, maybe a frog to match your bunny!!
she wouldn't carry it around but it's the thought that counts <3
YUMA MUKAMI:
yuma doesn't really care for stuff like that at first
he probably won't notice it that much
but when he does, he will probably tease you for it.
its yuma we're talking about so he'll be very mean about it in the beginning
but he'll slowly warm up to it. don't you dare try and dress him cutely though.
he'll probably start to get jealous of your bunny plushie as well LMAO
whenever he sees it on its own he simply throws it across the room.
he is a giant bear on his own, you should be cuddling him not a toy!1!1!
SUBARU SAKAMAKI:
ooof subaru finds it SO adorable
youre just so innocent and cute.
he'll be very bashful about it. pretending that he finds it silly when really he loves it so much
subaru will never comment negatively on it though, and he'll punch anyone who dares make fun of you
i can imagine subaru seeing something cute/kawaii in the store and just buying it for you <3
he'll be too shy to actually give it to you though, so he'll just put it among your collection and don't you dare point it out
subaru's just a huge softie who'll cherish your cuteness so much uwu
