I MISSED YOU TOO HOW ARE YOU???💞💞💞

ᱬ⛧ who is she? ~ e. kirishima

sum: sometimes he forgets he’s still married to someone.

pairing: time skip! kirishima x wife! reader

content: sfw - no warnings here. established relationship.

a/n: based off a video i saw the other day. feels like this would be something kirishima would be like. as always likes, comments and re-blogs are deeply appreciated!

word count: 1,575

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the buzz of chatter sounded in the air as red eyes scanned around, taking in every person who was in the same room as them. it had been a good few years since they’d all managed to meet up and spend time together, especially at an annual event that only a handful of them ever attended at one time.

the glass in their hand was brought up to their lips as they took a drink of the liquid inside, warming sensation sliding down their throat as they swallowed. “you know, i’m surprised you’d decided to come to this, eji. did he drag you along with him?”. following the finger of the person he was talking to kirishima looked toward his blonde-haired best friend and shook his head. “nah, if anything, i had to convince bakugou to come along”.

hearing a snort before a laugh, he grinned showing off his sharp teeth to his other friend, kaminari, who mirrored his smile. “so aside from the obvious hero work, what else have you been up to? i heard you finally got married, about time!”. the usually outgoing redhead rubbed the back of his head, laughing nervously as he nodded. “yeah, took me long enough. you know, as corny as it sounds, she’s my soulmate, my other half. i couldn’t imagine my life without her”.

placing the glass down on the bar, he decided to mingle a little more with his other classmates that were scattered around, deciding on the group that had midoriya, todoroki and bakugou in the centre. of course, he managed to slip himself into the group easily, much to the annoyance of the explosion hero.

that’s when he saw you standing just to the side of the group, talking to a few of the girls he’d gone to school with. one hand holding onto a glass, the other resting on your chest. anyone who was anyone could see the diamond sparkling the light, showing off that you were no longer having eyes for any other, not that you ever did since you met your husband.

mina, yaoyorozu and uraraka gasped when they saw the ring, eyes widening as mina grabbed your hand. “hey, since when did that happen!?”. biting back a laugh, you hummed slightly and tilted your head. “oh you know, the other day. we just wanted something small between hero work but don’t worry, we’ll be having another celebration soon enough and you’re all invited”. cheers sounded as you laughed.

looking over your shoulder at the feeling of eyes on your back, you caught the attention of kirishima who waved shyly, much to your amusement. offering a sweet smile you turned your attention back to your circle and continued to talk.

“well, looks like someone’s caught your attention. shame you’re spoken for. looks like i’ll have a chance”. looking to his side, kirishima saw kaminari with a grin on his face as he looked at you, something that never changed from being in school. “i don’t know man, she’s taken by the looks of it”.

a sound almost like a whine left kaminari as he huffed out, turning his attention back to the group as they chatted.

as the night progressed, so did the chatter and drinks, music playing as bodies danced, some close to their significant other while others stayed in their groups. not that kirishima was bothered as he spent most of his night carefully watching you. you were currently dancing with mina. despite the pair of you wearing dresses, you were both managing to pull out some impressive moves.

he looked down at the ring on his finger and sighed, downing the rest of the drink he’d only gotten a few moments ago before making his way over to you, fingers tapping your shoulder.

turning your attention over your shoulder to see those same red eyes you’d caught staring at you, you smiled brightly and turned around, wrapping your arms around the figure's neck in a hug. “kiri, how nice of you to join me!”. taking a moment to excuse yourself, you pulled away from the male and grabbed his hand, leading him into an empty space on the floor not too far from where you were.

grabbing ahold hold of his hands you placed them on your hips, fingers lingering a few seconds longer before you raised your arms, draping them over his shoulders as you began moving to the slow music now being played. “hey”. a soft smile tugged at your lip as you hummed. “hey yourself. couldn’t keep your eyes to yourself i see?”.

stuttering slightly, kirishima tried to explain himself before you laughed, pulling him closer to you. “relax you idiot. you’re allowed to look, eji”.

sighing a little, he closed his eyes and rested his forehead against yours, savouring the feeling of you in his arms after what felt like a long day for you both. “i know, i just feel so awkward about it all still. i’m not ready for all the questions yet”.

moving one of your arms, you placed your fingers under his chin and lifted his head, eyes scanning his and face as you offered a reassuring smile. you knew he struggled when it came to relationships, but you always assured him you’d be there to support him no matter what. “just relax, you’re doing a great job, we both know it”.

letting your hand drop, you placed it over his heart as your rings caught the light again. he was nervous, the erratic beating of his heart only confirmed that for you. “just breathe okay? i’m not going anywhere, promise”.

offering another soft smile, you looked up only to feel his lips on yours, claiming them in a kiss of every emotion he was feeling at that time. cheering sound behind you as he pulled back. “way to go, kiri! i won’t tell your wife what I saw, don’t worry”.

looking over your shoulder in the direction of the shout, you shook your head as you laughed, turning your attention back to the red-head who held you in his arms. “reckon i should put kaminari out of his misery?”.

that caused him to smile, nodding his head. “yeah, think you should. i'd hate to sound like bakugou, but I can’t wait for that extra to shut it”.

laughing, you wrapped your arms around him again and pulled yourself closer into his body, head resting on his chest as you listened to the beat of his now calming heart. lifting your head, you placed another kiss on his lips before pulling away, turning to face kaminari. “oh don’t worry kami, i think she already knows isn’t that right, my darling husband?”.

the look on everyone’s faces around you turned from shock to confusion, a few changing to a look of knowing as they smiled. you’d both kept it secret for as long as you could, the only exception being bakugou who caught wind of you both dating one day.

you were thankful to him for keeping quiet, you weren’t ready to let anyone, let alone the world know you were dating the number 12 hero. you’d both wanted to take things slow, getting to know each other without the pressures of your daily missions and lives.

a small mutter of “about damn time you nerds” was heard from somewhere in the small crowd now gathered.

“what the hell, (y/n)!?”. biting back a laugh, you placed your hand on top of the one that rested on your tummy, fingers lacing as best as they could. “surprise. i’m the wife”.

a proud smile tugged at your lips as you looked to the side, seeing the same smile on the face of your husband. “seriously, kiri, how the hell did you forget to mention you had a whole ass wife, and that wife was (y/n)”.

“don’t know dude, i guess i kinda forgot i was married to her. still doesn’t feel real”. looking at you he pecked the top of your head, squeezing your hand as you ran your thumb across the back of his hand.

“besides, we only wanted a quiet ceremony to start with, you’ll all be invited to the big celebration when we have one”.

truth be told, kirishima had forgotten he was married to you, he does for a brief moment each day. it still felt like a crazy dream that he’d wake up from any moment to find himself alone in bed, a bed that you shared with him.

whenever he looked at you, his mind went blank, it was easy for him to forget he was married to you. he’d even find himself fawning over you, wishing he was the lucky guy responsible for the rings on your finger and the smile you wore. that was until he looked down and saw the ring on his own finger, a ring you had custom-made for him to be able to wear regardless of whether his quirk was active or not.

at the end of the day, kirishima would always be that love-sick man who fell head over heels in love with you when you called into his office one day and was forever thankful he was the one you wanted to spend the rest of your life with.

he was married to you and no one else would ever get the chance to be called your husband, your other half but most importantly your best friend for life.

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Saving Grace - b. barnes

pairing; winter soldier! bucky x gender neutral! reader

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warnings; slight sweating, mention of a weapon/injury

word count; 1k+

summary; when you find yourself at the mercy of the infamous winter soldier, the only target that’s ever managed to outrun him, you still feel sorry for him. he’s an individual who has no free will of your own, you on the other hand, have free will. that’s what leads to you doing something you didn’t expect you would do.

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Chaos.

That's the only word you could describe everything you saw around you. Ruin, blazes, destruction. All of this because you were the latest mission of a long list of names for the male stood in front of you.

Your team stood scattered around, as he drew closer to you. An emotionless stare burning into you as you stood your ground not ready to give up just yet. The faint static in your earpiece was jumbled with a response from someone but you didn't care to listen.

Your body grew tired as you contemplated accepting your fate. You heard the stories for as long as you could remember. A male soldier who was the best at crossing off names. HYDRA's top weapon. The legendary Winter Soldier. You, like many, believed him to be a myth. A story made up to scare young kids into following the right path because they didn't want to end up the same way he did. Only he turned out not to be a myth, he was very much real.

"Hey, (y/n), come on! Get out of there!".

The sudden loudness made you jump slightly, your breath catching in your throat as you forgot how long you had it. The creaking of leather coming closer drew you out of your daze.

This was the day you were going to die. Sure, you had those thoughts many a time before but the people who tried to kill you in the past? This guy made them look like amateurs. At best, a child would do a better job than them.

Your eyes finally locked with the soldier's as you continued to stand your ground. Hands dropping to your sides as your weapon thudded on the concrete. You were tired. Tired of running. Tired of trying to convince yourself that this was all some crazy nightmare and you'd wake up soon.

"Fine, you win. I'm tired of this bullshit. I'm tired of running from you!".

Not once did the assassin react to your words. His gaze remained fixed on the target that had spent so long running from him. Once your name was crossed off, HYRDA would be pleased. You should have been one of the easiest for him to kill but somehow, you were the hardest one. Managing to escape his attempts to thwart you time again until he cornered you in some little city not too far from where he was told you resided. It would be over in a matter of seconds but those last few seconds to you would be the most painful you had ever felt in all of your existence.

Letting out a shaky breath you closed your eyes, enjoying the blackness before it became one of the last things your mind had seen. The assassin's kills were anything but painless, being able to rid the plant of your existence in seconds. You had your typical regrets of someone in your position. Of the life you never lived, of the life you'll never get to live. Maybe if you hadn't spent the past few months on the run, you would have lived your life to the fullest ready to accept this day. Now that it was here, you didn't want to leave.

"Just get it over with, Winter Soldier! I'm sure HYDRA will celebrate in some sick and twisted way when~".

Something caused you to look over the metal shoulder as your eyes tried to fixate on something happening. You couldn't quite make it out but yet, down in your gut, you didn't have the greatest feeling about it. Squinting you saw the faint glimmer of what your team called the best weapon in your grasp. From talking to the people who had managed to survive a shot from it, you found them to be in pain many months after. Some of the pain strong enough to make them want someone or something to finish the job off.

Piecing things together in your head, your eyes widened in horror as your legs began to move. A loud shot being fired was all you heard as you rushed forward, managing to push the assassin out of the way. The hot metal of the bullet fired piercing your shoulder as you landed with a grunt, your breathing rate increasing as you gripped the wound, hissing out at the contact. You don't know what made you move but something told you to save the soldier.

Judging by the look in his eyes, your reaction had taken him by just as much surprise as you.

Looking down, a small smile tugged at the corner of the sitting figure’s lips as they leaned over, placing a soft kiss upon the other's forehead. It had been a few years since that incident and they couldn't thank you enough for taking the first steps towards their freedom.

Sure, Bucky still had the arm given to him by HYDRA but he was planning on replacing it as soon as possible. The final piece of his horrible past as a ruthless killer. He didn't know why you had done what you had done but he was thankful. You may have been the only person to escape him for so long but maybe it was for that reason alone you had.

Cliché or not, you were his saving grace and he wasn't going to let you go anytime soon. Even if it killed him in the process.

ᱬ ࣪𖤐 more thoughts of rockstar boyfriend! sukuna who may or may not end up becoming rockstar fiancé! sukuna.

continuation of rockstar! sukuna thoughts.

ageless/minors dni. 18+ content scattered below. not limited to p in v, video sex, generalised nsfw. f! reader.

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part 2 word count: 1,209 | series word count: 4,975

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rockstar boyfriend! sukuna who, at every given opportunity, will use samples of you in his music - voice, video, photos? all check. after all, he wants to show you off to the world - especially with photos that leave little to the imagination while protecting your dignity.

rockstar boyfriend! sukuna who has a space for you on his tour bus and vice versa. fuck what his bandmates had to say, he wanted you beside him whenever one of you wasn’t touring.

rockstar boyfriend! sukuna who at every given opportunity will take photos and videos of you, be that of you writing your band's next hit song or when the two of you are cuddled up in bed after fucking, and every moment in between.

rockstar boyfriend! sukuna who, while fucking you in the nastiest positions you could imagine, marks you in a way he knows everyone out there will see. the thought of everyone seeing exactly who you belong to gets him off.

rockstar boyfriend! sukuna who spends more time backstage at your concerts, that much so that it would be considered weird if he wasn’t dating you. not that he would care what those losers would say, he could do whatever the fuck he wanted.

rockstar boyfriend! sukuna who doesn’t show it but he misses you so goddamn much whenever you’re both touring at the same time. he hates spending time apart from you, everything feels so empty.

rockstar boyfriend! sukuna who makes the most of the private album he has on his phone in times like that. an album that’s full of the most dirty pictures and videos of you. that one picture of you looking completely fucked out after he had you in a mating press? that video of his cock sliding in and out of your pussy at an alarming rate? that audio of you moaning out his name as you begged him to let you come? he’s got those and more. after all, he needs to make sure he remembers you in every way possible.

rockstar boyfriend! sukuna who will occasionally video call you when he’s keeping himself busy just so he can see your reaction when he moans out your name, growling that he’ll be back soon enough and you can make up for all the lost time he’s had to use his hand to pump his cock.

rockstar boyfriend! sukuna who also video calls you when you’re both touring so he can keep you company when you’re feeling a little down being in another country to him. who lets you fall asleep while on call as he knows it’s the only way you’ll get a good sleep and wake up feeling more refreshed. he’s counting down the days until you're back home.

rockstar boyfriend! sukuna who’s waiting for you at the airport for your band to land when your tour finally ended. he said it was purely so he could keep the paparazzi off you but in reality, he wanted to be the first person you saw when you stepped through the doors. big smile on your face as you wrap your arms around him, whispers of how much you've missed him making him smile softly.

rockstar boyfriend! sukuna who, despite your protests, takes you out for a meal that night, being sure to wine and dine you because he missed the fuck out of you. who’s also buttering you up so he can be head first and cock first in between your legs when he gets you back through the front door of his apartment.

rockstar boyfriend! sukuna who might look like someone who doesn’t even know the meaning of the word soft but clearly he does, especially when he has you pinned down under him, thrusts into you soft and slow despite wanting to ruin you again. soft kisses and words as he silences you with kisses. after all, you need to rest your voice after such a long tour. you'll be the only one who will see this side of him, no one else and you love it as much as you love him.

rockstar boyfriend! sukuna who, despite never thinking he’d ever find someone to love cause he truly believed the whole thing was bullshit, cuddles your closer to him, not wanting to let you go. arms wrapped around you and hand stroking your hair as you rested your hand on his chest, feeling the rhythm of his heart, possibly inspiring a new song knowing you.

rockstar boyfriend! sukuna who has to make sure everything is perfect, not being on the stage while planning something this big made him more nervous than he expected. give him a big audience and his bad-boy persona - that was a walk in the park compared to this.

rockstar boyfriend! sukuna who waits for you to come back from shopping before you head over to his place, helping you make some food before you both sit down on the sofa with a notebook in your hand. ideas bouncing off each other as his leg bounced in anxiety. he had to pick the right time.

rockstar boyfriend! sukuna who, at the moment you ask him what should go in this verses last line, blurts out “you gonna marry me or what woman?” before taking in your bewildered expression, eyes wide.

rockstar boyfriend! sukuna who’s suddenly become full blown nervous as he looks at you, throat drying up and heart pounding so erratically it could burst from his chest. who feels like the seconds have begun to drag as he waits for you to respond, that’s if you ever did.

rockstar boyfriend! sukuna who, for probably the first time in his life, becomes deflated and quickly removes his hand from his pocket trying to distract himself, not paying attention to the huge smile on your face before you’re pouncing on top of him with a laugh, arms wrapping around him and you muttered back “I think the new line of the chorus should be of course i’ll marry you, you fucking idiot”.

rockstar boyfriend! sukuna who looks at you confused as you smile brightly, cupping his face and placing a hard kiss on his lips. who’s still as confused as you pull back, thumb rubbing his cheek as you hum out a quick “i said of course i’ll marry you”.

rockstar boyfriend! sukuna who becomes rockstar fiancé! sukuna when he finally slips the ring onto your finger, taking a moment to admire the fact you’re one step closer to not only being with him for the rest of your lives but taking his name as yours.

rockstar fiancé! sukuna who, a few days later, posts to his public insta account for the first time in a good few months, with a photo of you and him, hands up showing off the ring you wore while doing your signature poses with your other hand. “who wouldn’t say no to me? future mrs r.s. coming soon @/itsherduh”.

rockstar fiancé! sukuna who smirks at the comments that ping through his phone as he glances over to you lying on the bed, snapping a quick photo, this one being posted to his private insta this time with the caption “here’s to the rest of eternity together, my dove”.

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ᱬ⛧ my villain prologue ~ dabi

𖤐 pairing: dabi x pro hero! female reader

𖤐 content: sfw - no warnings to place here.

𖤐 a/n: no part summary as this is self-explanatory. tag list is open if you want to be tagged going forward, just comment to let me know. as always likes, comments and re-blogs are deeply appreciated!

𖤐 word count: 641

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Dull chatter filled the air as a sense of excitement and nervousness hung almost heavy around the figures making their way up the path. It was the start of a new school year, and as always, the new students were still on cloud nine. One student in particular wore a proud smile as they looked up at the building in front of them. "Touya!".

At the sound of their name, they turned around just in time to see a flash of colour before they were on the floor. Looking up at the sky, they blinked a few times to give their brain time to catch up, trying to regain their bearings.

With a soft grunt, they lifted themselves to a sitting position and looked at their friend. "Really (y/n)? You couldn’t help yourself for one day, could you?”. Beaming brightly, you let out a laugh before nodding your head. “You know me Tou, I have to keep you on your toes”.

Standing, you brushed off your uniform and held out your hand, pulling your best friend off the floor. “Of course I know that, but I don’t want to explain why I need a new uniform on the first day to my old man”.

Letting out a hum, you nodded your head, squeezing the hand in yours briefly as you turned to look at the building. “On another note, can you believe we’re here? We’re part of the hero course at U.A!”. Turquoise eyes looked at you before looking at the building, smiling widely before they spoke. “Well, having a pro hero for a dad has its advantages”.

Rolling your eyes, you elbowed Touya in the side and smirked, hearing him cough slightly from the force. “Yeah, yeah, no need to rub it in, you know. You missed out though, the entrance exam was something else”.

Taking one last glance at your best friend, you both smiled brightly before walking up the path, gripping the straps of your bags as you stepped through the doors of your hero academy. Soon after, the first day of officially becoming heroes started.

Little did you know that your life would change drastically one day when you no longer faced the world as a duo.

"Did you hear? Touya Todoroki's gone missing".

"I heard he's run away from his monster of a father".

"I heard he's been kidnapped by an upcoming group of villains".

"I heard he just left, disappeared without a trace".

"Sounds about right, a freak like him could never have become a hero".

Curled up on your bed, you gripped your pillow as you sobbed. Throat sore and eyes swollen from the countless tears and yells. You refused to move, shouting to be left alone if anyone dared enter your room to check on you.

You hoped it was a lie, jealous people making everything up, but as the days passed, turning into weeks and months, the empty seat beside you in classes and no responses to your messages only added to your distress.

Touya was gone. Your best friend, your ride or die. The one person you could trust with your life had left you with no reason or explanation. You wanted him back, fuck what anyone else said.

No amount of wishing, hoping, wanting or praying brought the faintest hope that he was out there. It was almost like he’d disappeared and left no trace because he wanted to.

Despite the loneliness you felt, you tried to carry on as best you could, making sure to become the pro hero you both wanted to be so much.

However, in your near future, an event would happen that would bring your world crashing down once again, but not in any way you could ever possibly imagine.

Leaving you with more questions than answers for the person at the centre of it.

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First meeting - Ocarina of Time Link

a/n; firstly! i just want to say thank you for 100+ followers! y’all amazing and i love you all so much! secondly, i present to you another first meeting! little later than planned due to life and TotK overtaking my spare time! enjoy!

pairing; ocarina of time link x gender neutral! reader

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warnings; mention of/implied death

word count; 1,716

headcanon/summary; We start one of our journies into the unknown, what lies ahead? Here we meet the fourth one of our heroes - the one that will go down in legend as the hero of time.

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The day had started like every other, with you waving goodbye to your parents before running the short yet seemingly long distance to Lon Lon Ranch to spend time with your best friend, Malon. It had been one of your father’s trips to Castle Town for business where you met a red-haired girl humming a soft tune on the path leading to Hyrule Castle. Ever since that day, the two of you had become inseparable, letting the hours run away from you both until it was time for you to depart back to your village.

As the sound of the ranch she lived on drew nearer, your pace picking up slightly as you made quick work of the small hill that lead up into your second home. Passing by a few of the stables you heard the sounds of the cows inside, some of the sounds belonging to new lives that you all thanks the goddesses for. The circle track of the ranch came into view a few seconds later with the horse pen, the few horse they owned happily running around inside.

You could see Malon’s red hair as you approached but the sight of green beside her caught your attention. This was someone new, someone you certainly didn’t know. The childish jealousy struck you but you kept moving forward reaching the two figures as you stopped, hands clasped behind your back. Whatever they were talking about had stopped as Malon looked at you, squealing happily as she jumped on you, hugging tightly as you giggled with her. “Ohhh, (y/n), I have someone you need to meet!”.

Turning her attention behind her back she grabbed the hand of the other child, pulling them towards you. That’s when you could see this was a boy, dressed in green with a small fairy dancing around him. Tilting your head, you leant forward and looked him over as you reached out to poke his cheek. The action took him by surprise as he jumped back slightly, a small giggle slipping past your lips. “(Y/n), this is fairy boy! Fairy boy, this is my best friend (y/n)”.

Tilting your head to the other side, you gave a look of confusion as you looked at the small ball of light now by his head before showing a grin. “Fairy boy? That’s a funny name! I like it!”.

Seven long years had passed since meeting this boy dressed in green, seven years of darkness and despair wherever you looked. The once bustling Castle Town had been destroyed, leaving behind derelict buildings and rubble, once the shops that welcomed people from all over the kingdom. Now no one dared to venture to close, not only due to the horrid sight of the once peaceful Hyrule Castle but the ReDead’s that roamed the town.

All trade had been moved to the once quiet village of Kakariko, the place you grew up in becoming inhabited quickly than you could have ever imagined. While you were proud to be one of the villagers who helped the new inhabitants settle in, part of you wished to go back to simpler times, back to when you were a child with no care in the world, where everything was considered normal.

The day had began like every other, checking in on various villagers to see if they needed anything, offering a hand to those who needed it. Next were the animals that had been moved over, making sure they were fed and watered with the occasional stroke for good measure. There’d been some whispers of a rumour regarding what one of the old ladies has seen the other day on her way back from the ranch. A young man dressed in green taking out one of the few Poes who were scattered around the field.

Something about the mention of a man dressed in green nagged at you for some time but your chose to ignore it, picking up your shawl and basket. You had to run over to the ranch to grab some milk, not that you were thrilled about it but the usual person who went wasn’t well so you volunteered. Of course you were over the moon you got to see Malon but the journey there, that was what you dreaded the most. The stories of the Poes you heard had you feeling uneasy. Really uneasy.

Swallowing the lump in your throat, you took in a breath and waved off to some of the villagers, making the journey towards the place that was once responsible for the happier times in life.

One minute you were travelling back in the direction of your village, the next you were running in the opposite direction, trying your hardest to get rid of the group of Poes that were currently perusing you. If only you hadn’t stopped to chat to Malon for more than a minute, you would be nearly home with not a care in the world yet here you were, praying to the goddess that something or someone would interfere before you became one of the lost souls that was doomed to wander the field for eternity.

Skidding to a halt, you looked at the wall in front of you then to the side, a small opening just visible to you. If you could time it right, you would be high and dry until they gave up their chase, even if you had to wait out the night that was due to come. Looking over your shoulder, you saw the group come towards you. Taking off at a sprint, you gripped onto the basket praying you would make it. That was when you made the mistake of taking your eyes off the path ahead of you, looking back at them to see one disappear. Panic rose up in you as you saw the same Poe now appearing in front of you.

Stumbling over your feet slightly, you stopped and began to slowly walk back, breathing heavily as you began to feel the dread build up inside of you. Would it hurt? You heard people say that dying hurt, that you felt it run throughout every inch of your body before darkness took over, the goddesses welcoming you with open arms as you were into the afterlife, that was if you were one of the lucky ones. The rest were sent either somewhere else or doomed to roam their place of death until time ended. You felt so much regret at the the experiences you never had a chance to have. Here you were, all alone and so close to death.

Eyes landed on the lantern the Poe held, following as it was raised up and swung back, spinning around signalling it was close to its attack. Within seconds it began to move forward, spinning its lantern faster. Closing your eyes, you lifted your arms in an attempt to shield yourself. You knew deep down it was a pathetic attempt but you hoped, hoped that it would somehow save you. Bracing yourself, you finally accepted your fate as you waited for the lantern to collide with your head. Except that never came.

Peaking out from your crossed arms, you saw a flash of green before the Poe vanished into thin air, the others following within mere seconds. Blinking in confusion you dropped your arms slightly, taking in what had just happened. One minute you had been close to death, the next you were a confused mess. Looking up, you raised a hand and shielded your eyes, only to see a hand outstretched to you. Hesitating for a moment you reached out and grabbed it, finding yourself pulled to your feet. “You should be more careful you know, especially with those nuisances around here”.

The intrusion of the voice took you by surprise as you looked at your hero. Of course you knew you should be careful, you were more than aware of the fate you nearly endured. Still, it didn't mean whoever it was had to make you feel bad. Opening your mouth, you went to speak before deciding against it. Now was not the time, you had to get back home before everyone began to worry about you. Picking up your basket, you gripped the handle again and turned on your heel, preparing to make your way back towards Kakariko. Not before you looked over your shoulder. “Of course, forgive me for being so careless sir. Next time you’re around, please stop by Kakariko Village, I’d love to repay you for your heroics there”.

With a small smile you waved your hand and began to make your journey, not before he spoke making you stop in your tracks. You couldn’t quite make out what was said but you shrugged your shoulders none the less. A small ball of light flew past you and stopped, making a small tinkling noise as you tilted your head. A fairy? They were a rare kind, hardly ever seen unless it was with their chosen child of Kokiri Forest. It kind of reminded you of that day seven years ago when you went to visit Malon at the ranch, the fairy boy that was there, his fairy liked to make noises as it flew around.

A moment of realisation dawned on you as you turned around, now looking closer at the male in front of you. Dressed in green with a fairy, sounded awfully familiar to the young boy but the children of Kokiri never grew up so who was this? Taking a small step forward you placed a finger on your lip as you questioned silently. “Is that you fairy boy?”.

At the sound of the name, you could see what appeared to be the smallest of smiles tug at his lips. Something that showed you had gotten it correct. Yet you had so many questions, starting with how on earth he was grown up, it went against all logic. Of course, that meant he had a name, a name that you now wanted to know. As if sensing your question, he got on his horse and turned to face you, nudging the side of the steed to signal it was time to move. Not before speaking a few words, words that he knew you wanted to hear.

“Call me Link”.

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NERD!SUKUNA HEADCANONS - Part 2

You can find Part 1 here

Modern!Sukuna x Reader (female). College AU. 3.5k words 18+, fluff + smut (sex on the kitchen table, oral (both receiving), cockwarming, cumshot). "Enemies" to friends to fuckbuddies to lovers. Reader is shy and struggles with her grades. Sukuna is a genius but bad at feelings ;) Minors don't interact. Divider @/.lacedolliee. Credit for the super sexy fanart of Nerdkuna goes to my sweet friend @winterrbluess. The pic was used with Winn's permission 🖤

Nerd!Sukuna, who tries to ignore that nagging feeling in his chest anytime he looks at the empty chair across from him, where you used to sit those last few weeks during your assignment.

Nerd!Sukuna, who lies awake at night, haunted by thoughts of you and the what-ifs, cursing himself because he can solve every academic problem and get top grades in all his classes but has no idea how to deal with his feelings.

Nerd!Sukuna, who can't help but stare at you from across the room in the classes you share, feeling a heavy feeling in his chest when he sees you gnaw on your Hello Kitty pen and blink in confusion as you try to make sense of what the professor is explaining.

Nerd!Sukuna, who can feel your eyes on him, too. And he thinks it's fucking cute how you look like the deer in the headlights anytime Sukuna catches you staring. He winks at you and smirks, acting all cool, but there's this suspicious fluttery sensation in his stomach anytime you smile shyly back at him before looking away again.

Nerd!Sukuna, who is secretly into poetry, and finally finds an outlet for all those strange feelings he has been experiencing lately when, one sleepless night, his gaze lands on one of the notebooks he always has on his nightstand, and he grabs a pen and starts to write, ending up scribbling poem after poem about a cute girl with bad grades who drives him insane with her messy handwriting, but who somehow managed to bring so much light into Sukuna's life.

Nerd!Sukuna, who knows he has to finally face the fact that he misses you and wants you back in his life.

Nerd!Sukuna, who finds the perfect excuse to get you back into his kitchen and into his life when you get a lousy grade in one of your classes, and Sukuna bumps not so accidentally into you after class. "That wouldn't have happened if you let me help you with your studies. Come over this afternoon. Usual spot, usual time. Don't be late, princess. A little dummy like you clearly needs me."

Nerd!Sukuna, who says all that with a lazy drawl and his typical rude smirk on his tattooed face, acting as if he doesn't care whether you take his offer or not. But his heart is beating too fast while he turns around and seemingly casually strolls down the hallway, hoping he will find you at his door this afternoon because he really doesn't know what to do if you don't show up.

Nerd!Sukuna, who has to force himself to slow down and not run to the door and yank it open in under five seconds like a lovesick idiot when you knock on it a few hours later.

Nerd!Sukuna, who thinks he's really lucky as fuck when you stand there in front of him nervously biting your lower lip and hugging a stack of books to your chest, as you look up at him with big eyes and ask, "Were you serious about helping me? Because I really think I need you."

Nerd!Sukuna, who almost breaks out into a triumphant grin because he could get used to hearing you say you need him.

Nerd!Sukuna, who finally found his inner peace again now that you are back here in his kitchen, studying with him while sucking absentmindedly on your Hello Kitty pen and getting so cutely embarrassed when asking him questions that you think are stupid.

Nerd!Sukuna, who surprises himself with how patient and gentle he is with you, explaining the same topic over and over again until you finally understand it.

Nerd!Sukuna, who loves to teach you about topics he is passionate about, going into an hour-long rant about the smallest details, complete with big hand gestures and an excited sparkle in his maroon eyes behind his big glasses. And to Sukuna's delight, you don't interrupt him or think it's boring, but instead rest your chin on your hand and watch him the whole time with a dreamy little smile on your face, as if you think he hung the moon.

Nerd!Sukuna, who tells you you will need extra meetings to prepare you for your upcoming exams, even though he can tell he already taught you really well, but he likes the thought of spending more time with his cute little study partner.

Nerd!Sukuna, who joins you on your side of the kitchen table to explain maths to you until late in the night, until your head suddenly lands on his shoulder, and Sukuna hears your soft snores, making him gulp hard even as he murmurs hoarsely, "Did you really fall asleep on me, brat? In the middle of my explanation?", automatically acting annoyed even though he actually likes how warm you feel against him and how sweet and enticing your flowery perfume smells when you are so close to him.

Nerd!Sukuna, who doesn't get an answer because you really are fast asleep on his broad shoulder, and all Sukuna can do is admire your sleeping face, for once not having to pretend he doesn't care and averting his gaze again after a moment, but taking his time to take in your features, which he thinks are really fucking pretty to him.

Nerd!Sukuna, who, instead of shaking you awake, carefully lifts you up in his strong arms and carries you to his bed, carefully laying you down and tucking you into his blanket. He has to bite his lip hard because fuck, seeing you in his bed does things to him. To his dick and to his heart.

Nerd!Sukuna, who sleeps on the couch that night, which means he gets about an hour of sleep, and the rest of the night, he is lying awake, almost losing his mind because he knows you are in the next room, in his bed, so cute and sexy and his mind is showing him all the nasty things he would like to do with you. Like having you under him with your legs wrapped tightly around his hips, sobbing his name and leaving scratches on his back while begging him to nut in you.

Nerd!Sukuna, who can't stop thinking about you in his bed after that one night, and only manages to restrain himself from really trying to hit on you by telling himself he wants you to be able to focus completely on your upcoming exam and not get distracted by how good Sukuna's dick is.

Nerd!Sukuna, who spends a whole Sunday preparing index cards for you with all the important topics you have to remember, all written carefully in his elegant handwriting, making him feel like he is handing you a love letter when he gives you the cards on Monday morning.

Nerd!Sukuna, who feels so strangely warm when you run up to him after your exam with a big smile and an excited "Oh my God, Kuna! I passed!" and before he knows what's happening, you jump into his arms, laughing loudly as you hug him tightly, and somehow there's a smile on Sukuna's face and a buzzing in his veins that feels damn nice.

Nerd!Sukuna, who can't get the way your smaller body felt pressed against his out of his mind again, but doesn't know how to get you to hug him again, so he just keeps teasing you to at least get you to playfully hit his biceps or push him away by placing your hands on his chest.

Nerd!Sukuna, who grins when you tease him back and lightheartedly make fun of how big of a nerd he is with his color-coded notes and know-it-all attitude and smartass remarks all the time.

Nerd!Sukuna, who tells you you are just jealous because you don't have such a big array of sticky notes and pens like he has, but he will be charitable and donate some to the ones lacking proper academic attire, aka you.

Nerd!Sukuna, who, for some unfathomable reason, really likes it when he sees you using his sticky notes in class. Maybe because it makes him feel as if you are his.

Nerd!Sukuna, who gets ridiculously pissed off when another guy tries to offer his notes to you. But the problem is solved fast when Sukuna strolls over and puts himself between you and that loser, towering menacingly over him and plucking his stupid notes out of his hands and tearing them into tiny little pieces right in front of him, "She already has me to study with. As if she could learn something useful from you anyway. Get lost before I do the same to you as I did to your sorry-ass notes!"

Nerd!Sukuna, who tries to downplay it when you ask him why he acted that way, not ready to admit how much you mean to him and how possessive he is of you.

Nerd!Sukuna, who catches himself grabbing a sticker book for elementary teachers on his next shopping trip to the stationary store and starts gluing motivational stickers on your notes with playful comments from him.

Nerd!Sukuna, who discovers he really enjoys hearing your laugh, especially when you reach out and put your smaller hand on top of his much larger one, your soft fingers shyly playing with his while you smile and giggle about a rude but very fitting remark Sukuna made about one of your professors. And suddenly, Sukuna can't hold back anymore. You look so cute that it makes him drop all his rational thoughts and just act on his desires.

Nerd!Sukuna, who kisses you for the first time right then and there, leaning over the kitchen table to grab your chin with his hand and press his lips against yours.

Nerd!Sukuna, who feels almost high from how eagerly you open your mouth for him and let him lick into your sweet, hot mouth. The noises you make get him feeling dizzy with adrenaline, like he usually only feels when he walks into a challenging exam. A cute, breathless "Sukuna..." sighed against his lips, and Sukuna's dick is so hard he thinks he will go insane.

Nerd!Sukuna, whose big, nerdy glasses get all fogged up from how steamy your kisses become. Deep and hungry and sensual, as if both of you have been craving this for weeks and don't know how to stop now that you finally gave in to your desires.

Nerd!Sukuna, who also fucks you for the first time right there on the kitchen table, on top of all your notes and books, not wasting any time because he can't go one more second without being balls-deep inside you.

Nerd!Sukuna, who doesn't care about ruining his notes because it's more important to fuck more of those cute mewls out of you that you bless him with any time he rolls his hips into yours and his cock caresses that spot deep inside you that makes your pussy clench so sweetly around him as if you never want to let go of him again.

Nerd!Sukuna, who thinks this is absolute perfection, fucking you on his kitchen table with his and your study notes and books scattered all around you while you look up at him with that cute expression on your pretty face. And your little skirt that always drives him crazy, is flipped up to let Sukuna watch his cock slide in and out of your pretty pussy, so wet from your juices that it's dripping down onto your history book.

Nerd!Sukuna, who tries to hold back but can't when you cum on his cock with such sweet moans and loud squeals, making Sukuna barely manage to pull out before he nuts hard all over your swollen pussylips and puffy clit and the notes underneath you.

Nerd!Sukuna, who can't bring himself to care about the messed up notes and instead leans down to bury his tattooed face between your spread legs and licks his cum off your pussy, until you scream his name and tug on his hair and bless him with another one of your fucking cute orgasms.

Nerd!Sukuna, who asks you afterward if you want to stay the whole night and feels uncharacteristically nervous about it because sex is easy, but actually sleeping in the same bed with someone is a new thing to Sukuna.

Nerd!Sukuna, who, for the first time since he started college, doesn't go through his notes or read a chapter in one of his academic books before falling asleep but instead fucks you with slow, deep strokes on his bed and then holds you and kisses you until you both fall asleep snuggled tightly against each other.

Nerd!Sukuna, who can't stop laughing when he walks into the kitchen the next morning and finds one of the motivational stickers he bought glued to his coffee mug, with a scribbled note in your messy handwriting: "Peak performance last night, not just at academics but also on the kitchen table and in the bedroom. A+ Keep it up!"

Nerd!Sukuna, who spends the next week not just studying with you but also fucking you thoroughly every chance he gets. He's analyzing every moan, every reaction of your body, learning what you like and committing it to his memory, striving to be the best fuck you ever had because he's ambitious, even when it comes to sex. (Or maybe he is trying to make sure you will never go to someone else to satisfy your needs.)

Nerd!Sukuna, who is super intelligent and always at the top of every class, but knows nothing about love or relationships. But what he knows is that he wants to have you around him as often as possible. And he really really likes spending time with you, studying together and kissing and fucking, and sometimes just talking for hours while holding hands atop your notes.

Nerd!Sukuna, who suspects you kind of like him because you crawl under his kitchen table one evening and give him such a thorough and loving blow job when he complains about being stressed as fuck. You let him cum all over your pretty face while suckling sweetly on his throbbing tip, and Sukuna kind of thinks he can actually see little hearts in your eyes when you look up at him.

Nerd!Sukuna, who loves it when you sit on his lap and keep his cock warm until he is finished with his studies. It gives him even more motivation to hone his reading speed because he only allows himself to move when all his work is done before he grabs your hips and fucks his cock almost desperately into you, fucking you silly, with his glasses hanging askew on his nose from how wild you drive him until you both explode at the same time with loud unrestrained moans.

Nerd!Sukuna, who catches himself wishing your warm naked body was wrapped in his arms on the nights you don't sleep over at his place. And it's certainly not helping that he can smell your flowery perfume on his pillow, and it makes him downright yearn for you.

Nerd!Sukuna, who knows it's not just sex, but who doesn't know how to deal with all those newly discovered feelings, so he just keeps helping you study and gives you orgasms, and cooks for you and buys you all those pretty study supplies in your favorite color and with Hello Kitty stickers which you love so much. He hopes you know this is his love language.

Nerd!Sukuna, who outright refuses when his professor wants to give him a new partner for the next assignment. Sukuna's glare is poisonous when he uses his "my success reflects really well on your university, so you better not make me leave and sign up somewhere else" card to get paired up with his girl again.

Nerd!Sukuna, who thinks this was a pretty good thing to do, judging by the way you cling to him that afternoon and shower him with kisses and smiles, and ride him slowly with your cute little skirt on, mewling his name into his ear and telling him how good he feels inside you.

Nerd!Sukuna, who sits at his kitchen table with his chin resting on the back of his hand, watching you thoughtfully while you suck on your Hello Kitty pen and try to answer your history exercise, looking so cute that it's almost unbearable.

Nerd!Sukuna, who wants to tell you he never felt this way about anybody and never even thought he was capable of feeling this way. But this is a thousand times harder than any academic problem Sukuna ever encountered, and so he says nothing, and when you catch him staring and are about to open your mouth, he jerks his head sternly and drawls, "Eyes on your notes! I don't want to hear a single word until you have completed that question!"

Nerd!Sukuna, who knows you have become his weakness, when he can't stay strict with you and ends up shoving his notes across the table, offering to let you copy them. "But promise me you will read the whole thing, so you learn something at least."

Nerd!Sukuna, who regularly cooks dinner when you are over at his place, making sure to only use ingredients you like. Hell, he even puts your rice into a Hello Kitty shape because the way your face lights up with joy when he does that makes his heart feel so full it's almost bursting.

Nerd!Sukuna, who's standing at the stove making dinner, only wearing his grey sweatpants and no shirt, because he likes the way your eyes always stray to his muscles and tattoos. He smirks playfully over his broad shoulder when you comment on his half-naked state. "I'm only doing this for you, princess! Because I want to help you learn how to work in a distracting environment. And nothing is as distracting as my body."

Nerd!Sukuna, who laughs when you abandon your notes and walk up behind him with your Hello Kitty pen and start writing on him, using his broad back as a makeshift whiteboard. He can feel you are writing equations but still asks teasingly, "What is that, princess? Are you leaving little love notes on my back?"

Nerd!Sukuna, who, for the first time in his life, feels something akin to flustered when you giggle and suddenly stop writing equations and instead really start drawing little hearts on his back and placing soft kisses on his skin right next to your drawings and murmur against his skin, "Hmm maybe? Would you mind me writing love notes on you?"

Nerd!Sukuna, who thinks you must feel how fast his heart is beating, when he answers, "I wouldn't mind at all."

Nerd!Sukuna, who feels a big smile spread over his face when he feels you write "I really like you, Kuna."

Nerd!Sukuna, who drops the cooking spoon and turns around and wraps his arms around you, pulling you against his naked chest while saying, "I fucking like you too, princess."

Nerd!Sukuna, who finally knows what to do because there is no way you are beating him at being the first to confess. "You know, you should really catch up and be my girl because I've already been your boy for weeks, and this equation only works if you are mine, too."

Nerd!Sukuna, who can't believe how lucky he is when you hug him tightly and tilt your head to smile at him with happy tears in your eyes, telling him that, of course, you are his girl. And you get on your tiptoes and grab Sukuna's tattooed face with both hands, showering his cheeks and nose and lips with kisses until even Sukuna's glasses are smeared with your lipstick, and both of you are laughing breathlessly.

Nerd!Sukuna, who rolls his eyes playfully when you tease him later that evening, "Sooo, this whole talking about your feelings is pretty hard for you, huh? Looks like I finally found something my favorite super nerd doesn't excel in."

Nerd!Sukuna, who won't stand for that (even though you are right) and ends up getting his poetry notebook out of his nightstand and handing it to you with a grin that is a bit less confident and a bit more nervous than usual, "Here, for you, princess. I have to inform you that while I may not be that great at talking about my feelings, I am pretty good at writing about them."

Nerd!Sukuna, who has never felt as nervous in any exam as he feels now while watching you read the poems he wrote about you.

Nerd!Sukuna, who is glad he is so tall and strong, or you would tackle him to the floor with how you throw yourself into his arms and cling to him like a koala with tears streaming down your face and crying about how sweet Sukuna is.

Nerd!Sukuna, who has never been called sweet before but who feels like he could get used to this when it comes from you.

Nerd!Sukuna, who spends the rest of the day in bed with you, getting the best sex of his life and hours of kisses and cuddles, because apparently, yes, he really is very good at expressing his love for you in poetry form.

Nerd!Sukuna, who sits beside you now in every class the two of you share and who starts using your Hello Kitty sticky notes and sends death glares at anyone who dares give him a side-eye for it, asking them snidely, "What? Do you have a problem with Hello Kitty? Or with my girlfriend?", and then laughing softly when you elbow him and tell him to stop scaring people.

Nerd!Sukuna, who knows he has found his perfect study partner. The only one he ever wants.

Nerd!Sukuna, who never had a girlfriend before and never thought he could find someone who interests him as much as his studies do. But now that he has you, Sukuna found his favorite topic to study for the rest of his life.

AAAHHH I FEAR I NEED HIM 💗💗

I was smiling the whole time while writing those headcanons about Nerdkuna, and I hope he could bring you joy, too!! Thank you so much for all the sweet tags and comments on Part 1 💗 I hope you also enjoyed Part 2!

Comments and Reblogs would be very sweet 💗

ive noticed that u often use fanart for the header things on ur fics but do u credit the artist? and if u do where is it? /nm

Sometimes my posts are queued as I work quite long hours, I forget to pop it in. I will be editing and adding credit in a few moments while on break. I know it’s not excuse but being human, I tend to forget certain things 😬

Edit; updated with credit on posts applicable; will credit properly going forward (when posting fics that have been edited from my other accounts)

The Scarlet Witch - JJK Masterlist ᱬ

The final pages sat in front of you, waiting to be seen as you took a moment, wondering if you should be peaking this far into her life. It all led to these pages, the final chapter of her life as the most powerful witch.

Sucking in a quick breath, you looked down and took in the final form of Wanda, the chaos and corruption oozing from these pages was strong. Was she gone or was she still alive after all?

‟ You know, the hex was the easy part. The lying, not so much ” | ‟ The Scarlet Witch is not born, she is forged. She has no coven, no need for incantation ” | ‟ I was meant to rule everything ”

ᱬ Satoru Gojo ᱬ

𖤐 needy husband! satoru | nsfw female reader 𖤐 you needy? | nsfw female reader 𖤐 toying around | nsfw female reader 𖤐 tattoo artist! satoru | g/n reader 𖤐 butterfly | g/n reader 𖤐 lipstick | nsfw female reader 𖤐 cosplayer! satoru | g/n reader

ᱬ Ryomen Sukuna ᱬ

𖤐 rockstar! sukuna | sfw female reader 𖤐 rockstar boyfriend! sukuna | nsfw female reader 𖤐 rockstar fiancé! sukuna | nsfw female reader

ᱬ Suguru Geto ᱬ

𖤐 girl dad! suguru | nsfw female reader

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