Speaking of Haru urara, I saw those scenarios where the SAGAU/SAHSRAU Cast goes to their Creator's world and do whatever they do etc,
so I was thinking one of one where Haru urara was the creator (Cuz she deserves the best •‿•) and the cast of SAGAU/SAHSRAU went to the their Creator's world aka Umamusume and see their Creator's world and question a few things like
1: How would they react that there are no horses but instead Horse girls aka Uma's that race and are also idols and their Creator is a Uma
2: how would They react when they see how their Creator (Haru urara) Personality in Person like Their Creator is Happy, Energetic, and giving her all in everything and seeing their Creator's smile and never giving up
And among them, Someone saids " Oh I wish I would just want to adopt Her" before Someone saids "No you aren't, I'm going to adopt Her" before it becomes a big argument on Who's going to adopt their Creator as their child which leads to number three
3: the Custody battle of The Creator (Haru urara) with characters like Arrlechino (Tell me if I got the name right), Jean, Kaeya and other characters that would be good parents fighting for the custody to Adopt the Creator as their own
4: How crazy no Ballistic would they go if they saw that Their Creator has actually won First place despite going going 0-113 (which ngl is a crazy number to have for loses 😭, anyone having that would just give up)
This is honestly one of the funniest SAGAU/SAHSRAU concepts because Haru Urara is probably the last person anyone would expect to be the all-powerful Creator lmaoo 😭
The characters going into their Creator's world expecting something grand. A divine realm. A place filled with gods and miracles. Then they arrive and discover horse girls are real, they race professionally, perform concerts, have fan clubs, and their Creator is one of them. 💀
The reactions would be priceless.
At first, characters like Kaeya (maybe Varka?), Jean, Dan Heng, and Welt Yang would spend an embarrassing amount of time trying to understand why horse girls exist but normal horses don't.
Meanwhile, characters like March 7th and the Trailblazer would be completely fascinated.
"Wait. They race?"
"Yes."
"And sing?"
"Yes."
"And they're celebrities?"
"Yes."
"...I love this world."
Every time they watch the Creator, they see someone who keeps trying despite failure. They see someone who loses, gets back up, smiles, and tries again. Over and over. The more they learn about Creator, the quieter many of them become. Especially people like Dan Heng, Welt, Jean, and Bronya, Seele. They would start respecting them immensely because perseverance like that is harder than most battles.
Meanwhile, March and Navia would already be emotionally attached after about ten minutes.
Then someone would say it. Probably March.
"I kinda want to adopt them."
Silence.
Everyone slowly turns.
Then Jean quietly says, "Actually... I was thinking the same thing."
And suddenly everyone wants to adopt the Creator.
And suddenly the room explodes (don't worry, Klee, thankfully, didn't throw one of her bombs).
Kaeya argues he would be the fun parent.
Jean argues she would be the responsible parent.
March insists Creator deserves unlimited snacks and affection.
Bronya starts making actual plans.
Wanderer somehow gets dragged into the discussion despite repeatedly saying he is not participating.
Then Arlecchino shows up. Yes, the Arlecchino.
She would absolutely pretend she doesn't care.
Five minutes later she's standing in the custody battle with legal documents.
Nobody knows where she got them. Nobody knows how they're legally recognized across dimensions. But she has them. Somehow.
At that point it stops being a discussion and becomes a war.
Himeko offers stability and coffee (run, Creator).
Aventurine offers an entire planet (where he got that is unanswered sadly).
Klee offers unlimited fun.
Nahida offers hugs.
Arlecchino simply says, "The child is coming with me."
The House of the Hearth kids agree. Everyone else disagrees.
Poor Creator is just standing there confused while thousands of different people (who are supposedly their creations) argue over who gets custody over them.
So work has, as I'm sure you've all noticed, been kicking my ass and I was about to be quitting it. BUT, I was counter offered with an honestly very good promotion meaning I should ACTUALLY have some free time come July!
I might still be quiet for a while, but the more important news I wanted to depart is letting y'all know we have some new series incoming to the blog:
Thanks for your patience as always everyone, see ya soon!
So work has, as I'm sure you've all noticed, been kicking my ass and I was about to be quitting it. BUT, I was counter offered with an honestly very good promotion meaning I should ACTUALLY have some free time come July!
I might still be quiet for a while, but the more important news I wanted to depart is letting y'all know we have some new series incoming to the blog:
Thanks for your patience as always everyone, see ya soon!
In an instant, the light dispersed as Shadow Milk Cookie came in sight. You jumped up and lifted your blade over your head, dropping it down as you descended.
He shot straight at you in a blink, his distorted hand gripping your neck as your blade stabs into his arm. The eyes shake and spasm as he laughs in your face.
△ “A present for me? Oh, you shouldn’t have! Not a big fan of swords though…”
His hand roared to life, enveloping your body as your sword was simply pushed out of his arm and falls to the ground. It felt like your soul was burning!
△ “No present could ever match you, my dea-“
△ “GARGH!”
He’s cut off when you deliver a hard punch to his face. You didn’t let up, you kept hitting him repeatedly with the force being enough to push him backward until they let go of you. All the while, he only kept laughing.
You land and reach for your sword, as you stared down Shadow Milk Cookie ahead of you.
△ “Oopsie! Did I struck a nerve? Worried for your little kingdom? Are you…worried for your girlies~?”
△ “Don’t you…ever threaten them…”
△ “I don’t do threats, it could get lost in the script! Instead, they are promises. If it makes you feel better, they can play a part in my performance!”
△ “Although, corpses don’t make for good actors…-“
You launched yourself at him again, grabbing him by the collar as the two of you tumble down. You kept one hand on him as you raised your other, using it to repeatedly punch him again, and again, and again…
△ “You’re better then last time! I can actually FEEL those, AHAHAHA!!”
That demented smile of his was the only thing you could focus on as you continue beating down on him.
△ “You never should’ve showed your face to me again!”
△ “That’s right! Just focus on me, as if that’s all that matters to bring you joy…”
△ “Y/N Cookie! Stop!”
△ “It’s what he wants! He’s trying to keep you close!”
△ “HEY! No spoilers!!”
△ “This isn’t who you want to be! Come to your senses!”
You stop your attack to process Dark Cacao’s words. Like a haze, your anger and frustration of Shadow Milk’s continued existence lifted as you looked down to see that his distorted hands started to snake all over your body.
△ “Get away from him now!”
Realizing that, you clasped your hands together and slam them down on his face with all the force you had.
△ “Where do you think you’re going, dear puppet?! We were just having a moment!!”
You use that brief window of his loosening grip to break free and dash backward away. Dark Cacao and Hollyberry Cookie rush to your side as you fell on one knee, clutching your chest as if your soul were burning
△ “Argh, this sucks….”
△ “So close, it didn’t take hold…but alas, I can move it forward in the script for later…”
△ “What did you try to do to me?!”
△ “Am I not allowed to unwrap my present? Your very being? A gift just for ME, HEHEHEHE!!!”
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Romantic yandere prompt for Citlali from genshin impact. 4.) "My heart belongs to you, I'll adore anything you do to it."
Alright, I'll be honest, I stopped playing Genshin around Sumeru. So pardon me if it sounds like I don't know what I'm talking about while I write this. I really am trying my best, lol. This felt too tame for me since requester wanted an established relationship... But let me try my best, even if I butcher it. The request has waited long enough.
Yandere! Citlali Prompt 4
"My heart belongs to you, I'll adore anything you do to it."
Pairing: Romantic
Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Reader, Obsession, Overprotective behavior, Fear of loss, Established yet toxic relationship, Clingy behavior, Drinking, Angst, Manipulation/Guilt-tripping, Surprisingly tame yandere, Arguments, Dubious relationship.
This relationship was a gamble for someone like her.
Citlali isn't like everyone else. She's immortal, made to live a long life. As a result... She's struggled to be close to mortals. Sure, she has those she's raised herself...
But relationships were typically out of the question.
Citlali has experienced loss more times than she'd like to admit. Mortals don't live long compared to her. She's felt this way since the loss of her rivals countless years ago.... Why would she want to be involved with a mortal, get attached, then be forced to watch them die all over again...?
Then she met you.
You didn't fear her, didn't think she was some scary old hag... you saw through her. Citlali has always been a lonely person. She prefers books and drinking compared to getting attached to others around her. But... you ruin all of that...
You ruin her....
When she realized what she was feeling... She tried to ignore it. She reminded herself of the heartbreak she's felt in the past. Mortals... don't live long. Such is the way of life.
But she fell for your company.
Her love for you... starts normal. She enjoys how close you are... how you always seem to visit her. She's grown attached to your presence. Almost to the point of feeling restless when you aren't beside her some days.
Due to losing loved ones in the past... It's driven the immortal a bit... insane. She tries to be controlled... but when you two finally get into a relationship with one another? She... lets her fears cloud her judgement more often than not.
Citlali is used to playing protective guardian over others. Her partner is not immune to such a thing. In fact, even though she doesn't catch it... sometimes how she is with you is worse than how she is with others.
Citlali is... a clingy partner. As though she's always afraid to lose you. The relationship she has with you may be unhealthy for both of you. Yet... she refuses to let go for even a second.
You spend most of your time within Citlali's home. Her home is colorful, cozy, filled with scrolls and comforting plants and lights. To Citlali, this is her comfortable sanctuary...
One she's rather adamant you stay in.
Sure, she worries over everyone. It's a natural thing to do as someone who is her age and has lost many. But with you? It's less concern... and more smothering.
The relationship has always been risky. She knew this since she realized she adored you. She knows the best thing to do for both of you would be to let you go... instead...
She prefers to keep you.
Arguments... happen often. Usually with a Citlali who is clingy and drunk. She isn't violent with them... just... desperate. You want more freedom... you don't want to be stuck in her home all the time... yet she's scared if she lets you go...
She could lose you forever.
Her dream is to stay in her home with you, to wake up next to you every morning. Just your own little shared space. Just you... and her... no one else...
But you don't seem to want that as much as she does.
You want freedom. You want to interact with the rest of Natlan. For most... she'd be fine with such a thing... but you...
She's fighting... hard....
"Can't you see I'm trying to protect you!?" She yells at you, cheeks flushed pink as she tries to hold back tears. "It's dangerous without me by your side... I can't bear the idea of not being beside you...."
She clings to you, trembling. Admittedly... while she's desperate, a lot of this is an act... or exaggerated due to the drink flowing in her veins. She sees you falter, you're hesitating. You also hate leaving her... right?
"Don't leave me... I can't let you... don't you know how many have left?" She sniffles, giving you puppy eyes as she sees guilt flicker in your features. "Don't... Don't you realize everything I do is for you... for us?"
A pang of satisfaction pulses within her when she sees you cave.
"... I'm sorry, Citlali..." You murmur, holding your girlfriend close. You never manage to win your fights. She has you by the heart... you cave every time. This... just makes her more confident.
She knows you'll never leave her... You've always been hers.
"... My heart belongs to you, I'll adore anything you do to it." Citlali eventually confesses, watching you feel more guilty. It's as though she's stabbed your heart... and is now twisting the knife deeper. You never want to hurt her...
Which gives her the control she needs to soothe herself....
It... was always about her... wasn't it?
She can be so selfish when it comes to you.
There's... a tense silence between you after the argument. Citlali has clearly won it... she's managed to convince you that you're hers for another day. She just clings to you tighter, as if trying to tell herself that she's doing the right thing...
Even if she really isn't.
"Let's um... Let's just go cuddle, okay!? Didn't... mean to be so tense...." Citlali chuckles awkwardly, tugging you along to the bed. She feels anxious... but it could be for a number of reasons. What she's doing isn't exactly healthy...
But she doesn't want to stop.
The second your back hits the bed... she follows soon after. She settles against you, burying her face against your chest as you listen to the new silence created. Neither of you bother with words anymore... even if nothing really changed as a result of your fight....
Citlali just clings to you tightly, murmuring about how she'll always look after you. She looks after everyone... It's her job to train others and strengthen them. Yet with you... she prefers to hide you away.
As she cuddles you... your warmth brings her comfort that you're still with her... distracts her from the toxic relationship she has you trapped in... You're hers...
But even with the reassurance... she still fears losing you... which only seems to drag her deeper into her obsession with you....
Romantic yandere prompt for Citlali from genshin impact. 4.) "My heart belongs to you, I'll adore anything you do to it."
Alright, I'll be honest, I stopped playing Genshin around Sumeru. So pardon me if it sounds like I don't know what I'm talking about while I write this. I really am trying my best, lol. This felt too tame for me since requester wanted an established relationship... But let me try my best, even if I butcher it. The request has waited long enough.
Yandere! Citlali Prompt 4
"My heart belongs to you, I'll adore anything you do to it."
Pairing: Romantic
Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Reader, Obsession, Overprotective behavior, Fear of loss, Established yet toxic relationship, Clingy behavior, Drinking, Angst, Manipulation/Guilt-tripping, Surprisingly tame yandere, Arguments, Dubious relationship.
This relationship was a gamble for someone like her.
Citlali isn't like everyone else. She's immortal, made to live a long life. As a result... She's struggled to be close to mortals. Sure, she has those she's raised herself...
But relationships were typically out of the question.
Citlali has experienced loss more times than she'd like to admit. Mortals don't live long compared to her. She's felt this way since the loss of her rivals countless years ago.... Why would she want to be involved with a mortal, get attached, then be forced to watch them die all over again...?
Then she met you.
You didn't fear her, didn't think she was some scary old hag... you saw through her. Citlali has always been a lonely person. She prefers books and drinking compared to getting attached to others around her. But... you ruin all of that...
You ruin her....
When she realized what she was feeling... She tried to ignore it. She reminded herself of the heartbreak she's felt in the past. Mortals... don't live long. Such is the way of life.
But she fell for your company.
Her love for you... starts normal. She enjoys how close you are... how you always seem to visit her. She's grown attached to your presence. Almost to the point of feeling restless when you aren't beside her some days.
Due to losing loved ones in the past... It's driven the immortal a bit... insane. She tries to be controlled... but when you two finally get into a relationship with one another? She... lets her fears cloud her judgement more often than not.
Citlali is used to playing protective guardian over others. Her partner is not immune to such a thing. In fact, even though she doesn't catch it... sometimes how she is with you is worse than how she is with others.
Citlali is... a clingy partner. As though she's always afraid to lose you. The relationship she has with you may be unhealthy for both of you. Yet... she refuses to let go for even a second.
You spend most of your time within Citlali's home. Her home is colorful, cozy, filled with scrolls and comforting plants and lights. To Citlali, this is her comfortable sanctuary...
One she's rather adamant you stay in.
Sure, she worries over everyone. It's a natural thing to do as someone who is her age and has lost many. But with you? It's less concern... and more smothering.
The relationship has always been risky. She knew this since she realized she adored you. She knows the best thing to do for both of you would be to let you go... instead...
She prefers to keep you.
Arguments... happen often. Usually with a Citlali who is clingy and drunk. She isn't violent with them... just... desperate. You want more freedom... you don't want to be stuck in her home all the time... yet she's scared if she lets you go...
She could lose you forever.
Her dream is to stay in her home with you, to wake up next to you every morning. Just your own little shared space. Just you... and her... no one else...
But you don't seem to want that as much as she does.
You want freedom. You want to interact with the rest of Natlan. For most... she'd be fine with such a thing... but you...
She's fighting... hard....
"Can't you see I'm trying to protect you!?" She yells at you, cheeks flushed pink as she tries to hold back tears. "It's dangerous without me by your side... I can't bear the idea of not being beside you...."
She clings to you, trembling. Admittedly... while she's desperate, a lot of this is an act... or exaggerated due to the drink flowing in her veins. She sees you falter, you're hesitating. You also hate leaving her... right?
"Don't leave me... I can't let you... don't you know how many have left?" She sniffles, giving you puppy eyes as she sees guilt flicker in your features. "Don't... Don't you realize everything I do is for you... for us?"
A pang of satisfaction pulses within her when she sees you cave.
"... I'm sorry, Citlali..." You murmur, holding your girlfriend close. You never manage to win your fights. She has you by the heart... you cave every time. This... just makes her more confident.
She knows you'll never leave her... You've always been hers.
"... My heart belongs to you, I'll adore anything you do to it." Citlali eventually confesses, watching you feel more guilty. It's as though she's stabbed your heart... and is now twisting the knife deeper. You never want to hurt her...
Which gives her the control she needs to soothe herself....
It... was always about her... wasn't it?
She can be so selfish when it comes to you.
There's... a tense silence between you after the argument. Citlali has clearly won it... she's managed to convince you that you're hers for another day. She just clings to you tighter, as if trying to tell herself that she's doing the right thing...
Even if she really isn't.
"Let's um... Let's just go cuddle, okay!? Didn't... mean to be so tense...." Citlali chuckles awkwardly, tugging you along to the bed. She feels anxious... but it could be for a number of reasons. What she's doing isn't exactly healthy...
But she doesn't want to stop.
The second your back hits the bed... she follows soon after. She settles against you, burying her face against your chest as you listen to the new silence created. Neither of you bother with words anymore... even if nothing really changed as a result of your fight....
Citlali just clings to you tightly, murmuring about how she'll always look after you. She looks after everyone... It's her job to train others and strengthen them. Yet with you... she prefers to hide you away.
As she cuddles you... your warmth brings her comfort that you're still with her... distracts her from the toxic relationship she has you trapped in... You're hers...
But even with the reassurance... she still fears losing you... which only seems to drag her deeper into her obsession with you....
A/n: Jane Juliet, my beloved. I just finished season 3 of JJK, and I'd say my favourite characters are definitely Ishigori and Higuruma so far. So, since Rekino already made a post for Higuruma, I figured I'd make one for my GOAT Ryu. I'm not sure if Ryu is a unisex name or not, so feel free to let me know. I hope you all enjoy!
Fem!Ryu Ishigori x male reader
Credit to twitter user @ w4kuw4kusuru for the art on the right.
You lean against the front wall of a restaurant, scrolling through social media on your phone. You had plans to meet with your girlfriend here for a date, but she was currently running late. You would have chalked this up to her simply not knowing how to use the phone you got for her to set an alarm on it, what with her being a four hundred year old sorcerer and all, had she not sent you a text just a few minutes earlier saying she was behind schedule.
Letting out a sigh, you continue your mindless scrolling, when a sudden clicking noise moves your attention a few feet to your right. You look over to see a man in a ski mask pointing a gun at you.
"Hand over the phone! And your wallet!"
You give the man a blank stare.
"Are you serious?"
"...What?"
Even despite his mask, you can tell the man is confused by your complete lack of panic just from the tone of his voice.
"A ski mask? Really? Isn't that a little cliché?"
"A-Are you seriously insulting me right now? I'm about to shoot you!"
"No, you're not going to shoot me."
"And how do you know that?!"
You point a finger over the man's shoulder. Before he can even follow your gaze, a sharp pain suddenly shoots through his leg. He falls onto his side, cradling his leg against his chest and howling in pain. You look down at the man to see a small, circular hole cut through his leg. You ignore his yelping to give a stern look at the person approaching, your girlfriend.
"You sure took your time, Ishigori."
"Sorry for the wait, babe. My hair really didn't wanna cooperate today...What's with the face?"
"What have I told you about using your technique on non-sorcerers?"
"C'mon, I barely put any power into it. It's the least that bastard deserves. Besides, it's a small price for scum like him to pay to look at my beautiful boyfriend's face."
Even if you want to stay mad at her, you can't help but blush at her compliment.
"You're lucky you're so pretty..."
She gives you a flirty smirk.
"No, I'm just lucky to have you."
She gives you a kiss on the cheek and wraps her arm around your shoulder as you both prepare to head inside.
"I-I'm not finished, you bastard!"
The mugger stands back up with a limp. He takes off his mask to get more air into his lungs. Your girlfriend grins and pulls her arm away from you to punch her fists together.
"Still not done? Good, 'cause I'm far from full!"
The man charges at your girlfriend with all the speed he can muster. She easily blocks the attack with her right hand and slams her fist into his gut with her left, knocking the man flat on his ass as he falls onto his back. Your girlfriend's grin quickly fades.
"That's it? Forget dessert, that was barely a starter!"
You put a comforting hand on her back.
"Forget about it, Ishigori. Let's just go eat."
Ishigori looks at you, and smirks even wider than her last one while pulling you close.
"Alright, I guess I'll just have to pay a visit to my favourite high-end dessert shop later to make up for it."
Just like with her smirk, you blush even deeper than you did before.
"I-Ishigori!"
"You don't mind, right, babe? Just consider it a reward for your gorgeous girlfriend coming to your rescue."
You stutter for a moment before finally giving in with a small nod. She smirks once more and plants a soft kiss on your lips. With that, you finally head into the restaurant to enjoy your meal together, while making sure to save room for "dessert" later.
Prompt 38(They feed you)with Hahari. She's feeding the male reader some milk in a baby bottle. It's kind of weird at first but the male reader ends up getting a bit into it.
Hahari feeds reader from a baby bottle
A/n: I'm not 100% sure I'm seeing heaven after writing this, but I'm doing it anyway. Thank you for requesting; and I hope you enjoy!
Hahari Hanazono x male reader
When dating someone like Hahari, few would assume there's any downsides to speak of. She's a very well-endowed woman, both financially and physically speaking, she's relatively young given her high financial status and has the looks to match, she's incredibly affectionate and she'll readily spoil you with her money for any or no reason at all. She's what only the classiest of gentlemen would refer to as "a total MILF".
However, this is all from an outsider's perspective. After dating her for as long as you have, you inevitably came across one of her more glaring flaws: her obsession with baby things.
From teddy bears to pacifiers, baby blankets to breastfeeding. If it has anything to do with babies, she wants to try it out herself. Or more specifically, she wants you to try them out for her. Granted, this is more of a minor inconvenience than a major problem. She'll always respect your consent and stop if you ask her to, albeit with a light pout, and she won't bring something up again if you express that you don't like it.
There is one specific part of her interest, though, that you still have mixed feelings about.
It started out like any ordinary day, at least, as ordinary as you can get with Hahari. The maids were busy with their assigned task, and your stepdaughter was currently out with some of her friends from school, leaving Hahari with plenty of free time to pamper her other "baby".
You and Hahari sit watching TV together, with her arms tightly intertwined with yours and her head nuzzled into the crook of your neck, a wide smile on her face. As you swallow your saliva, you can't help but notice your throat is a little dry. And so, you make a comment, one that you think is completely innocent, one that you think Hahari couldn't possibly twist to make it about her unusual hobby.
"Huh, I'm a little thirsty."
Hahari suddenly pulls away from you with a gasp, her eyes lit up like lightbulbs.
"Aaah, I have just the thing!"
...Uh oh.
Hahari gleefully rushes away, presumably to get the "thing" she just mentioned, leaving you to fret over what it could possibly. Surely, it can't be that bad. Maybe it's just a new kind of drink she's been working on that she wants you to try...
"Ta-da! A baby bottle for my baby boy!"
...Or maybe you should learn to stop jinxing yourself.
Hahari presents the baby bottle with an innocent smile on her face, as if this is a completely normal thing for a couple of adults to participate in.
"Sorry for the wait. I had to make sure it was just the right temperature for my Y/N baby."
You stand frozen in place, struggling to find the right words to say. Usually, you'd just outright reject the idea and that would be that. But with how determined she seems to be right now, you're worried that refusing her request would bring on one of your wife's occasional fits she throws when she doesn't get her way, coincidentally much like a baby.
"H-Hahari, are you sure...this is a good idea?"
"Hmm? What do you mean, baby?"
"It's just...isn't this a little embarrassing for two grown adults to do?"
Hahari's smile drops, tears forming in her eyes almost instantaneously.
"You mean...baby...no want milkies?"
Not wanting to deal with one of your wife's temper tantrums, you decide you have no choice but to swallow your pride and play along.
"B-Baby...want milkies."
Just as quickly as Hahari's mood dropped, it rises once more. She swiftly plants herself on the couch, then pats her knee, gesturing for you to lie down on her lap. After a moment of hesitation you do as she says. She puts one hand in your hair, giving it a few gentle strokes, before using the other to lower the nipple of the bottle into your mouth.
The milk trickles down your throat. It's warm, much like milk from a breast, most likely done by Hahari on purpose. It feels strange at first, to be held in such a vulnerable and submissive position normally reserved for infants.
And yet, about a third of the way through, you feel yourself actually start to enjoy it. You're not sure if it's the warm gaze Hahari has as she looks down at you, the way she's softly running your hand through your hair, or maybe part of her addiction to baby things transferred to you through osmosis. Either way, you don't think you want it to stop.
"Is baby enjoying his milkies?"
Hahari asks you in a soft tone, much like a mother would. You give a small nod in response, making sure not to spill any milk in the process, purely to not make her upset, of course...probably.
After losing track of the minutes, the flow of milk finally comes to a stop. Despite how much you might want it to continue, you can't get any more to come out. Hahari pulls the bottle away from your mouth, giving you a few more head pats as she does.
"So? How was that, my baby boy? Would you like to do it again sometime?"
"N-Not really."
Hahari's smile drops, and you hurry to say whatever you think would recover the situation.
A/n: Someone asked me if I'd write for Tendo, and I haven't been able to stop thinking about her since, so I wrote this for her. I hope you all enjoy!
-While it's not exactly a deal-breaker, it is important to her that you get along well with Kurose, mostly because of how much time the two of them spend together as devil hunting partners. Thankfully, he isn't really that strict, since he trusts Tendo's choice in romantic partners. He could even tell you to your face that you piss him off while still thinking you're a good match for her (though she will reprimand him after for talking to you like that).
-Michiko usually does her best to keep her emotions in check, devil hunting is a very serious profession, after all, but one sure-fire way to make her smile is to press soft kisses across the scar on her face. Every time you do, she always lets out a small laugh before giving you a kiss on the nose as a thank you.
-Tendo knows how dangerous her job as a devil hunter is, and how any time she heads out for work, she might never come back home. Because of this, she makes sure to spend as much time as possible with you while she still can, from weekends, to vacations. Sometimes, she'll even call in sick just so that she can spend the day with you, watching a movie with you cuddled into her chest, while she just spends every minute looking at you, hoping that if she is going to die, it won't be for a while longer.
-Though she's a little embarrassed to admit, her favourite way to cuddle is with you laying on top of her chest. She usually comes up with some excuse to do it, like saying she makes for a better pillow than the ones on the bed, or that it's easier for her to fall asleep with you lying on her. Once you're asleep, she likes gently running her hand through your hair while whispering how much she loves you, just softly enough to not wake you up.
-Sometimes, if she's in a hurry for work or she's just struggling to do it herself, she'll ask you to tie her ponytail for her. She doesn't like asking you to do it too often, since she doesn't want her hair to be a bother for you, but she feels like you do a better job at it than she does. When you're done tying it, she gives you a kiss on the lips as a reward (in addition to the kiss she always gives you before heading off to work). She also gets a little prideful for you whenever Kurose makes a comment about how it looks nicer than normal, though she'll always insist it looks the same.
-Because of how much money she makes as a public safety devil hunter, and because she most likely won't be around long enough to use it all, she often likes to use her salary to spoil you. She can afford a pretty nice place for the two of you, and she treats you to a fancy dinner every weekend. Also, since she doesn't really have anyone else to leave her money to like Yutaro does with his mother, her will stipulates that some of her savings go to him and Subaru, with most of her money going to you, along with a picture of you and her so that you never forget her face when she's gone.
-One time, she confessed to you in private that after she met you, she wasn't sure if she wanted to keep being a devil hunter any more. At first, she only started hunting devils to get back at the Gun Devil for what it did to her. But after getting together with you, she found another reason to live. She isn't sure if she'll quit devil hunting just yet, mainly because she isn't sure what else she would do if she did, but either way, she hopes you'll continue supporting her as her partner.
Request (Hi-Fi Rush): Korsica with an M!S/O that tries not to stare at her ass please.
Korsica's S/O tries not to stare at her ass
A/n: Hot, red-headed Scottish mommy is not something I was expecting from a rhythm game, but I'm certainly not complaining. Thank you for requesting, I hope you enjoy!
Korsica x male reader
During Vandelay's change of ownership back to Roxanne, Korsica proved to be a valuable asset. Her time spent working in security under Kale had, ironically, given her the experience and knowledge she needed to make sure another hostile takeover like the one he pulled of with SPECTRA would never happen again. Aside from that, though, Korsica also has a certain "asset" of her own which, as her boyfriend, you couldn't help but take note of.
It first happened around a month ago, when she accidentally spilled some of her coffee during a conversation with you. Being one to clean up her own messes, she quickly fetched a mop to take care of it. The whole situation felt completely normal at first...up until she encountered a particularly stubborn stain that just didn't want to go.
Determined, Korsica bent down to put some more elbow grease into it and, in the process, her jacket lifted up just a little, leaving her ass on full display for you. You aren't sure if she's just naturally that curvy, or if her jean shorts were accentuating the shape of her cheeks, but either way, there was no fighting the blush that crept onto your face from the sight.
Once she was done cleaning, Korsica straightened up, wiing the sweat from her brow and turning back to you before you could calm yourself down.
"That should take care of that. Now, where were we?"
"Huh? O-Oh, uh..."
"Are you doing okay? Your face is a little..."
"I-Is it? It must be the coffee. it does taste a little hotter than usual."
"...I see."
Ever since then, there only seemed to be more and more repeat incidents of Korsica bending down in front of you, showing her behind off to you every time. Maybe your girlfriend has always been this clumsy and you're only just noticing, or maybe this is the world's way of luring you into temptation. On top of that, it seemed an outside observer had noticed the predicament you were in.
You, Korsica and Peppermint talk with each other while she works on a new invention, something that had become commonplace between the three of you whenever Peppermint wanted to keep working through her break. She seems to be acting like her usual self, up until she gives you a light smirk, which leaves you too confused to do anything about what came next.
"Hey, Korsica. Can you pass me the wrench? It's just in my toolbox down there."
"I don't see why not."
Korsica walks over to the toolbox and bends down to look for the wrench, giving you a clear view of her ass once more. You look away, not wanting to perv on your girlfriend, when you feel a light smack on your shoulder. You look over to see Peppermint giving you a teasing grin.
"I knew it. You're totally flustered, aren't you?"
Thankfully, she's tlaking just quietly enough for Korsica to not hear you.
"W-What? No, I'm not."
"C'mon, you totally are! I don't really see why, though. I mean, you're her boyfriend. it's not like anyone's gonna judge you. I certainly don't."
"...What?"
"What?"
You stare at her for a few seconds before sighing.
"I-I know, it's just...I feel like I should have told her the first time it happened, but I didn't, and now it feels it's happened so many times that if I tell her now, it'll just make things awkward between us."
"Well, the way I see it, the best time to tell her would've been back then. The next best time to tell her is right now. Besides, there's even a chance that she's into it."
You stare at her again.
"...Okay, there's a slight possibility she's into it. Besides, it's either that, or she eventually finds out herself. And you definitely don't want that."
"I guess you're right. Thanks for the help, Peppermint."
She gives you another smack on the shoulder, this one more encouraging than teasing like the last one, and you walk over to Korsica.
"Hey, Korsica. Can we talk?"
She turns around to look at you, her butt still very visible.
"Hmm? What about?"
"C-Could you maybe...stand up first?"
Korsica stands up, and the two of you stand face to face. You clench your fists, wanting to get this over with as quickly as possible.
"Ahem, every time you bend down, everyone can see your ass."
Korsica seems to freeze, really not expecting you to say that. After a moment, she leans over to look at Peppermint, who only nods in agreement at your statement. Once she's fully processed everything, her face blushes as red as her hair. She clears her throat in an attempt to compose herself.
"I-I see. Thank you for letting me know, and I'll do my best to avoid doing that in the future."
"Thank you, and I'll try not to...stare so much going forward."
The two of you awkwardly shake hands as Korsica swiftly walks off. She hands Peppermint the wrench, who puts her arm around you once more.
"Well, that went...about as well as it could have."
Vixen/mari mccabe x normal male reader headcannons
First and foremost if you're gonna be her man you gotta know how to defend yourself not that she has any problem protecting you its just sexy to her (or any female hero) that her man would tear anyone apart for hurting her since she'd do the same for you
You are her muse/model no matter your body type she will always have you model the outfits she designs as well as matching outfits every where you go either on dates or just out and about you two are the best dressed in the room
Due to her powers mari is somewhat territorial, not to say she'd straight up growl or bare he fangs at anyone who tries to flirt with you (she got pretty close when Helena got too friendly with you during one of your visit to the watch tower) so it's not uncommon for you to be wearing something of hers on your person at all times like an earring, necklace, bracelet etc
Mari is a self made and very confident woman, she's charming, successful, beautiful and no pushover but on the days where it gets too much she always appreciates when you simply hold her and tell her It'll all be ok and she'll always do the same for you if you're ever feeling down
She knows you by scent and can track you from anywhere plus it turns her on greatly after you do anything physical like workout or moving furniture for her (yes she makes you do manual labor for the sole purpose of getting you sweaty)
Very much enjoys cuddling not only cause it's relaxing to lay with her man and just exist and enjoy each other's presence sharing soft kisses and caresses, its also mari's favorite and most subtle way of marking you with her scent and herself with yours
She knows how dangerous being a hero is and how dangerous it is for you so she always tries to call/text you while on away missions as well as giving an extra wild beat to any villain who even alludes to hurting you
That's all I got, I just really like her and wish she got more recognition
Vixen/mari mccabe x normal male reader headcannons
First and foremost if you're gonna be her man you gotta know how to defend yourself not that she has any problem protecting you its just sexy to her (or any female hero) that her man would tear anyone apart for hurting her since she'd do the same for you
You are her muse/model no matter your body type she will always have you model the outfits she designs as well as matching outfits every where you go either on dates or just out and about you two are the best dressed in the room
Due to her powers mari is somewhat territorial, not to say she'd straight up growl or bare he fangs at anyone who tries to flirt with you (she got pretty close when Helena got too friendly with you during one of your visit to the watch tower) so it's not uncommon for you to be wearing something of hers on your person at all times like an earring, necklace, bracelet etc
Mari is a self made and very confident woman, she's charming, successful, beautiful and no pushover but on the days where it gets too much she always appreciates when you simply hold her and tell her It'll all be ok and she'll always do the same for you if you're ever feeling down
She knows you by scent and can track you from anywhere plus it turns her on greatly after you do anything physical like workout or moving furniture for her (yes she makes you do manual labor for the sole purpose of getting you sweaty)
Very much enjoys cuddling not only cause it's relaxing to lay with her man and just exist and enjoy each other's presence sharing soft kisses and caresses, its also mari's favorite and most subtle way of marking you with her scent and herself with yours
She knows how dangerous being a hero is and how dangerous it is for you so she always tries to call/text you while on away missions as well as giving an extra wild beat to any villain who even alludes to hurting you
That's all I got, I just really like her and wish she got more recognition
If you’re up for doing another Pokémon request, do you think you could do some wholesome relationship headcanons for Cynthia and the male reader?
Cynthia relationship headcanons
A/n:this will most likely be my last post before my exams as my first one is tomorrow. Anyway thank you for requesting i hope you enjoy this
Dating the champion of sinnoh isn't always easy, mostly because cynthia has a pretty tight schedule since she has to battle many trainers and manage the league but she always tries to make some time for her boyfriend
She loves most dates you two go on but one of her favorites includes going to look through some ancient ruins or caves or archeological sites. With how much she loves learning about pokemon history she's really glad you don't find it boring so she can share that with you
Another thing she loves doing is going out to get ice cream with you. Even if it's not hot outside she'll still insist on stopping to get it, she could just get it by herself but doing it with the man she loves just makes it taste even sweeter
All of her pokemon adore you, even garchomp, especially garchomp in fact, Cynthia will often bring it out of its pokeball so that you can pet it and play with it, it really is kinda like your domestic animal, like all of her pokemon
You have some friendly battles sometimes, but way less than you'd expect when dating the champion, she just doesn't like to to do that too much since she already battles a lot at work. She prefers to do other things to relax with you but if you ask her then she definitely won't say no...even if she'll probably beat you
Summary:You are a humble person from the red-light district, but for several years you have been in love with Ume, but you spend your time looking at her and never approaching her until she takes the first step.
Type: Romantic, One-shot
Warning:Stalking
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The red and gold lights of Yoshiwara never truly went out. Even in the deepest hours of the night, the district glittered like a cheap but gaudy necklace, filled with fake laughter, shamisen, and sweet perfumes that masked the scent of sake and despair.
You were just one among the multitude of humble workers: carrying sake cases, helping out in the humblest teahouses, and sweeping the cobblestone streets before dawn. No one important. No one worthy of a second glance.
Except for her.
Ume.
The most beautiful and cruel oiran in the district. Her skin seemed made of fine porcelain, her eyes were two violet jewels capable of freezing the soul of anyone who dared to meet her gaze for more than three seconds. Her black hair cascaded like a waterfall of ink, adorned with gold combs and crimson flowers.
And you loved her.
You had loved her silently for three years.
At first, it was by chance. You were passing by the Ogimoto house with an order and you saw her on the balcony, observing the world with that bored, haughty expression that took your breath away. From then on, your life revolved around her.
You knew her schedule.
You knew which days she received important clients and which days she refused to see anyone.
You knew how she tilted her head when something displeased her and how her lips curved into a dangerous smile when someone amused her.
You hid in the shadows of alleyways, behind the curtains of neighboring houses, on rooftops when the moon allowed. You never approached her. You never dared to speak to her. You were aware that someone like you—poor, insignificant, nameless—didn't even have the right to breathe the same air as her.
But you couldn't stop.
Every night, after finishing your work, you took your usual spot: a dark corner across from the Ogimoto house, between two broken streetlights. From there you could see her when she stepped out onto the balcony for some fresh air. Sometimes she stayed for just a few minutes. Other times, longer. And you stayed there, your heart pounding so hard you were afraid she could hear it.
One spring evening, cherry blossoms were gently falling onto the artificial lake behind the most luxurious house in the district. The wind was soft and fragrant.
You were there, as always, half-hidden behind a wooden post. Ume had stepped onto the balcony wearing a vibrant red kimono that seemed to glow with its own light. Her gaze swept down the street with disdain… until it stopped.
Directly on you.
You felt time freeze. Your legs wanted to run, but your body wouldn't obey. She tilted her head slightly, like a predator that had just spotted some interesting prey.
The next day, when you finished your workday and headed to your usual spot, she was already waiting for you.
Standing in the light of a lamppost, wearing a simpler but equally striking kimono, her expression a mixture of amusement and curiosity.
“You’ve been watching me for years,” she said in a soft, almost melodic voice. There was no reproach, only a hint of mockery. “Are you too cowardly to approach me… or are you simply intelligent?” Your throat tightened. The words wouldn’t come. You could only lower your head, ashamed and terrified at the same time.
Ume took a step toward you. The scent of flowers and something sweeter (dangerous) enveloped you.
“Men usually fall at my feet begging for a glance. You, on the other hand… are content to observe from the shadows like a lovesick stray dog. It’s pathetic.” She smiled, but it wasn’t a cruel smile. “And strangely… entertaining.” She extended a pale, delicate hand with long, red-painted nails.
“Come here.” You hesitated. Your heart pounded so hard it hurt. When you finally took a step, she took your chin between two fingers and lifted your face to look directly into your eyes.
"You're ugly," she said bluntly. "Poor thing. You smell of hard work and desperation. But you've looked at me like no one ever has. Not with dirty desire… but as if I were something sacred." Her lips curved into a slow smile.
"I want to see how far that devotion of yours goes."
From that night on, everything changed.
Ume didn't treat you like an ordinary lover. She treated you like her secret. She would call you at odd hours, hide you in private rooms, force you to stand for hours watching her get ready, without touching her unless she allowed it.
Sometimes she was sweet: she would run her fingers through your hair while telling you how pathetic and loyal you were. Other times she was cruel: she would ignore you for days just to see you suffer and come back more desperate.
But always, always, she came back to you.
You were still the same humble man from the district, but now you wore a flower on your chest that slowly drifted into the lake: an impossible, obsessive, and profound love that consumed you.
And Ume, the beautiful Oiran who seemed to need no one, had found in your silent gaze something that neither money nor the most powerful clients could give her:
Someone who loved her without asking for anything in return.
Even though that love had been born from the shadows.
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