Uzumaki Naruto ! 🍥 Genin

this new illustration is…… uni student kuroo dropping by to check on nekoma 3rd year student kenma and karasuno’s 2nd years…….. haikyuu you will always be my everything

Can I PLEASE, please have a drunk!reader x König? I beg.

König is a homebody. He enjoys long naps, working out in the garage and drinking beers on the porch. On the other hand, you are outgoing. You enjoy having brunch with your girlies, exercising at a gym and drinking at clubs. So the only reason König goes out is when you go out.

König becomes the sniper he always wanted to be when he comes with you to the club. Posted up on the second floor, beer in hand, lounging on a worn leather couch with an unobstructed view of the dance floor. His gaze never leaving you like a hawk.

Even though crowds and loud popular music ain't his thing, König almost insists in coming with you to make sure you are safe. Plus, he likes seeing you happy and having a blast. Even in the sea of people, he can still watch you dancing with your friends, fruity cocktail in hand, swaying with the rhythm, a picture of unfiltered joy.

Then, he sees him.

A random, stumbling drunk approaching you like a sneaky shark in musky waters. König’s fingers tighten around his beer as he straightens, muscles coiled like a loaded spring. He watches as the man reaches you and tries to dance behind you. You panicked and try to move away from him, pushing him by the chest.

That's enough.

“Go away!” Your voice cuts through the music, but the man is too far gone to register the warning. Your head spinning by the alcohol and looking your boyfriend frenetically.

You stumble back, disoriented, until you meet a solid wall—not of concrete, but of flesh. A sigh of relief escapes you as you tilt your head up, met with the reassuring sight of your boyfriend’s towering frame. Before you can say a word, his hands find your waist, pulling you firmly against him. You turn to him to hug him tight as well.

“My king!” You muffled against his shirt.

König doesn't need to say a word, his dangerous presence and killer glare are enough to make this man stutter an apology and scatter away, tail tucked between his legs. König smirks, amused, before looking down to find you kneading at his pecs like a contented cat making biscuits.

“Squishy…” You hum with a dumb, drunk smile on your face. Not giving a single fuck of what just happened.

König chuckles, patting your head. “You good?”

“Never been better,” you answered before shoving your face in between his pecs with a happy sigh.

He simply smiles, holding you close as the night carries on, his silent vow of protection spoken through the warmth of his embrace.

A/N: Thanks for the request! <3

Masterlist.

Roommate!Simon Riley who learns the names of your stuffed animals. Quietly sitting on your bed as you introduce them, gaze locked on the soft stuffie in your hands. every time you pick a new one up his eyes stay on the previous one for a few seconds before trailing back to you. he gives the occasional nod, a gruff hum when you tell him where you got it from. he forgets to speak sometimes, seemingly dull gaze boring into you. he sits up a little straighter when you start to glance away thinking he’s lost interest, but no, “Does tha’ one get along with the big fella?”

Roommate!Simon Riley who wants you to talk about your plushies and knickknacks. he likes listening to you talk, listening to your voice, watching the way you gently handle your stuffed animals. it reminds him of the rare plush or two he had growing up, gnarly and hidden away somewhere forgotten, tucked away in a dusty box. they made him feel safe when he was little, something to hold onto, and seeing you carefully arrange yours makes his chest feel lighter. heart a little achy when you let him hold one in his calloused, rough hands. soft, thumb grazing over the fabric, smoothing over stitching

Roommate!Simon Riley who brings you a stuffed animal after he goes to the store alone. he’s learned your preference towards them, too plush, too firm, not the right material - a texture you can’t hold for long, he knows what to avoid. he doesn’t feel embarrassed standing in the kids aisle sifting through brightly colored toys, but he does feel some eyes on him. but it’s for you, and a little bit for him. “Simon, you didn’t have to—”, he silently loves when you say that, gives him the opportunity to respond, “Wanted to.”. he wants to make your day, add to your collection, see you smile and love on it. gives him an excuse to go back to your room and introduce the newbie

Roommate!Simon Riley who misses you when he has to leave on deployments. he knows you miss his presence, even when he scares you by not making himself known. that you miss the way he fills your apartment, bulky figure padding around from room to room. “Got ya this. Don’t miss me too much.”, as he hands you a new stuffed animal before he leaves. one that feels holdable, something you can cuddle with and squish. one with a recorded message, Simon’s gravely voice coming from the comically cute stuffie. he doesn’t look you in the eyes, hands shoved in his pockets as he stands in the doorway, “And don’t think that’s replacin’ me.”

“Thinkin’ of you, lovie.”, a small pause in the recording, his voice a little softer, “Take care of yourself.”

Hatsune Miku + Draculaura

Dracumiku

he dressed up for spooky szn 😈

*cursing in cat* 🐈 (part 2 of this)

100% would happen with them 💀

all credits to the artist @GMamka on X & Tiktok

overly proud 💚