I MEANT SENKU WHY DID IT AUTO CORRECT TO DENNIS

That one ova scene but reversed

I dropped everything else I was doing to finish this for penguin’s birthday

Late Night Snack

Pairing:  Husband!Isshin Kurosaki x Wife!Fem Reader

First time writing for Isshin, so I hope I did well!  

Summary: Waking up in the middle of the night wanting a snack, Isshin goes to check on the reader and gets a late-night snack of his own...

Warnings: SMUT! (18+ ONLY! MINORS & AGELESS BLOGS DNI! YOU WILL BE BLOCKED!) (Oral F receiving, unprotected sex, creampie, slight swearing)

Word Count: .9k 

Sleeping so peacefully made me wonder why I woke up in the middle of the night, slipping out of bed with a thirsty throat and a random craving for ice cream.

Tip-toeing downstairs, I got a glass of water, took the tub of ice cream from the freezer, and ate straight out of it at the counter with my eyes still closed.

“Baby?” Isshin’s whisper made me look, finding him coming downstairs and rubbing his eyes.

“I’m in the kitchen, love,” I cooed, putting away the ice cream and cleaning the spoon I used.

“Oh,” He yawned, coming and hugging me from behind, “I was wondering where you went.”

“Just wanted a little late-night snack, is all,” I smiled sleepily, leaning back into his hug as he nuzzled my neck, arms keeping me in a warm embrace.

“I could go for a late-night snack,” Humming and pushing my hips back into him to feel his hard-on, I could only smile, his words showing how strong his love for me was, “Ever since you came out of the shower earlier, I can’t stop thinking about you.”

“Let’s get back to bed, and you can get your snack, huh?” I giggled, turning around to kiss him and getting what I wanted with a kiss:

“We don’t have to climb all those stairs.”

Scooping me and bringing me to the couch, his kisses slow but still working in strong power, falling down my neck and chest as he placed me down softly, untying my robe to reveal my nude body.

“All these years, and you’re still so crazy about me,” I hummed, beginning to moan with his kisses coating my breasts and soon finding my thighs.

“And I always will be,” He winked, head dipping down and kissing my clit, the sweet sucking that came next already making me take a handful of his hair.

“God-“ Every kiss and flick of his tongue woke me right up; the way he swirled through my folds and pushed inside me had my thighs squishing his head.

“Don’t be afraid to suffocate me,” He joked, chuckling while returning to my clit, letting out a hum mixed with a satisfied groan, “I could do this all night. You taste so damn good.”

“Isshin-“ Thighs squeezing his head harder, the heated pressure in my core had me solely focused on getting that release, not holding back any temptations and grinding against his face as I got closer and closer.

Knowing me so well, his tongue attacked my clit with swift speed, giving some broad strokes of his tongue in between, holding his head still as I felt as if I were cracking:

“Like that. I’m right there, baby!”

Smirking and managing to go faster, his arms hooked around my legs, his mouth taking all of me while slicking down to his chin, the scruff of his beard making my legs shake even more.

“Damn, delicious,” He breathed in, rubbing my thighs and looking up at me, “Wasn’t too hard on you, was I?”

He was always taking good care of me, rubbing my stomach and breasts, making me smile, and seeing how hard his cock was pressing against his pajama pants.

“You’re amazing,” I praised, hinting at what I wanted next by darting between his pitched tent and his eyes, “Something’s hard, though.”

“Is it?” He laughed, standing and rubbing against me, his cock poking me hard in the thigh.

“Mhm,” I smirked, a sexy whisper pulling him in for more, “I can take care of that, you know?”

“You just lay back and relax baby,” He kissed, kicking off his pants, laying me back softly before positioning between my legs, the deepness in his voice nearly getting me off, “I can take care of that, give it to you just right.”

I was familiar with his size, squeezing his forearm, but it felt like so much more than usual, hugging him as he rolled his hips carefully, easing the slight ache of the tight stretch with more kisses along my chest and neck.

“I got you,” He cooed, earning more sweet praises as he worked his cock in deeper, letting his more profound thoughts be free, “You’re so warm. Trying to milk me already?”

“Maybe,” I whispered faintly, my brain unable to form any dirty talk to throw back at him, instead begging, “Faster?”

With a soft grunt, he did just that, feeling my lower half sink further into the couch, the nudge at my sweet spot making me latch around him, hugging his head and babbling out:

“I love you so much, Isshin. I love you so much.

“I love you too, baby,” He kissed, gripping my hips to keep his tempo steady, letting out faint moans as we felt my walls begin to spasm.

In a quick motion, he brought my hips off the edge of the couch, the cushion no longer interfering with how quickly he snapped his hips, putting the right amount of strength behind them to make me slick his cock and down to his thighs some.

“Shit-“ Gripping his hair some and muffling my salacious moan into his shoulder, my orgasm was dragged out, the intensity growing a bit stronger with his cock throbbing hard, milking him even harder, feeling his seed shooting and flood me deep.

Relaxing back on the couch, I was worn out and knew I’d stay asleep this time, him knowing that, a smile on his face as he kept me in his arms, kissing my cheek:

“Love you so much. I’ll get you cleaned up, and you can sleep in tomorrow.”  

2023 © itjazzbicch — do not repost or translate my work. Likes, reblogs, and comments are always welcome 

Thinking of Little spoon/pampered tanjiro 🥹❤️

a/n: aye me too anon ❤︎

𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄 𝐒𝐏𝐎𝐎𝐍 𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐉𝐈𝐑𝐎

Tanjiro, who at the end of a long day craves nothing more than your warm body wrapped around him. His wine-colored hair has grown out, tickling your nose as you bury it into the fluffy mass. Your arms cradle him protectively, allowing his body to press into the curve of your own as he snuggles himself ever closer until his back is pressed flush to your chest.

You can feel all the tension melt from his body as you sneak a kiss to his nape. He releases a long sigh that melds into a yawn as he finally wills his eyes to fall shut.

Tanjiro is so used to caring for others that it feels odd to be cared for in return. His knees wobble when you brush his bangs from his forehead to kiss the scar there. He leans into your every touch like he’s starved for it.

He crumples under your loving gestures, barely able to keep the sighs of pleasure from slipping out when you wash his hair for him or roll the knots from his shoulders after a stressful mission.

He can’t sleep well unless he’s tucked himself against you. It’s to the point where he tosses and turns without the comforting weight of your leg over his hip, your soft breaths against his neck, and the compression of your arms surrounding him, cuddling him so impossibly close he can feel your heart thump thump thump against his back.

And when he startles awake gasping for air, the vivid images of a nightmare still fresh in his mind, you always feel it. He hears your breath hitch, the scent of concern filling the air and a hand feeling around for his own to still the trembling. He turns in your arms to bury his face into your neck, comforted by the soothing circles you rub into his back and the sweet nothings you whisper to him, voice still thick with sleep.

You spoil him so heavily that he fears how he’d function without you.

On hard days it seems you can’t quite swaddle him into your arms fast enough. 

He’s just returned from a particularly grating mission, his head dropping onto your shoulder the moment he walks through the door. 

“Please, hold me,” he murmurs into your neck, taking the knife you’d been using to chop vegetables and setting it aside. You swivel around and gather him up in your arms, a hand on the back of his head to guide his face back to your neck. He breathes in your comforting scent and sags further against you. It pins you between his body and the edge of the counter (which is less than comfortable), but you don’t even think to move.

“Bad day, Tanji?” you ask with knitted brows.

“Mm-hmm,” he rumbles in reply against your neck, the vibrations tickling you. “Missed you. Missed your arms around me.”

“I missed you too. Can hardly sleep without you in them.” You feel him smile against your skin at that, pleased to know you needed him just as much.

Some days he expects you to just know when he needs cuddles. He’s subtly dropping hints that he wants to be held but they keep going over your head. Tanjiro can’t help but feel frustrated. He gets all cozy in bed, leaving space for you to crawl in, giving you the eyes when you meet his gaze in the vanity mirror.

"Something you want, honey?" you tease and he pouts, turning his back to you dramatically and crossing his arms.

"Aren't you going to hold me?" he grumbles, and with that you can't resist sliding onto the futon and wrapping yourself around him like he wanted. It was rare for Tanjiro to be cross with you, but he was serious about his cuddles it seemed.

James: Okay, you guys, there’s Reg. Watch. Just watch this

Regulus: *walking past*

James: See? Still pretending he’s not interested. Oh! He’s coming over. Just pretend like we don’t know him. We’ve forgotten who he is!

Regulus: Hey guys!

Remus: Hey Regulus!

Peter: Hello!

James: …

Sirius: Hey, Reggie. You know Prongs, my best friend? He’s nice. He’s not bad to look at, right?

James: Thanks, Pads

Regulus: Well, of course

Sirius: Do you want to go out on a date with him? You got my blessing!

James: Sirius!

Regulus: Sure. Is Sunday okay?

Sirius: Sunday’s perfect. He can’t wait

Regulus: On the date, I will be able to talk to him directly, right?

Sirius: Yeah

Regulus: All right, see you Sunday, Potter *leaves*

James: Okay. What the hell was that? You know what? Don’t answer me

James, giggling: I have a date with Reggie!

Till Death Do Us Part

A Dr. Stone Zombie Apocalypse AU

Pairing: Senku Ishigami x Reader

Genre: Angst | Tragedy | Bittersweet Romance

Playlist: "Die With a Smile" – Lady Gaga & Bruno Mars

The world ended in a single breath.

A virus swept through civilization like wildfire, turning friends, family, and strangers alike into mindless, rotting creatures—walkers that hungered for flesh. It was a fate worse than death, a nightmare that never ended.

You were only fourteen when the virus struck.

The day the world crumbled, you stood beside your best friends—Senku, Taiju, and Yuzuriha—watching helplessly as everything fell apart. You remembered the screams, the chaos, the way society shattered like fragile glass.

You remembered how Byakuya Ishigami, Senku's father, the one who guided you to safety, succumbed to the infection. You remembered your own parents, their voices, their warmth—both ripped away by the disease.

By some cruel twist of fate, you and your friends survived. Not because you were lucky, but because of Senku.

It was his father's influence that gave you all a place to the base—a place fortified enough to keep the walkers out. It was Senku's relentless genius that gave you a purpose: to create a vaccine.

For years, he worked hard. he scavenged, researched, experimented.

Senku never stopped.

Even when you begged him to rest, even when he burned himself out, he refused. Because in Senku's mind, science was humanity’s last hope. And you—his best friend, his partner, the only one who could keep up with his brilliance—you stood by him through it all.

Until everything went to hell.

The vaccine was nearly complete. It lacked only one crucial material, a component that didn’t exist within the safety of the base.

So, you all left—a team of scientists and soldiers venturing into the ruins of the old world to retrieve it.

And one by one, you lost them.

Taiju—your brother in all but blood—was ripped apart protecting you. Yuzuriha—sweet, kind, full of hope—was devoured before your eyes.

And now, you and Senku were all that remained.

Blood stained his white coat as he held onto the finished vaccine formula, his breath ragged, his hands trembling.

You knew something was wrong.

You saw the way he gripped his left forearm, how his fingers trembled over a deep, festering bite wound.

No.

"Senku... tell me you didn’t—"

His ruby red eyes softened. The one you never seems to get tired of looking at. A small, tired smile played on his lips.

"Sorry, Y/N." His voice was hoarse. "Looks like I lost to the numbers game this time."

Your entire world shattered.

This wasn’t happening. This wasn’t real.

"Senku, no. You—You’re a scientist! You can—!" Your voice broke, hands clutching his arm as if you could stop the virus from spreading. "You can fix this, right? Tell me you can fix this!"

He exhaled slowly. "You know I can’t."

Tears blurred your vision. You shook your head violently, refusing to accept this.

"I won’t let you die," you choked out. "I won't let you turn into one of them."

Senku took your hand—his fingers were cold, weaker than ever before.

"Then you have to be the one to end it," he murmured.

Your breath hitched.

"Y/N, listen to me." His voice was steady, even as his body trembled. "This formula—this is it. This will save them. You have to take it back to the base."

He reached for your gun, pressing it into your shaking hands.

"And before I turn," he continued, "you need to—"

"NO!" Your scream echoed through the abandoned city.

You backed away, eyes wide with horror, shaking your head over and over.

You couldn’t do it.

You wouldn’t do it.

"You idiot," you whispered, voice breaking. "You think I could ever shoot you? You think I’d ever be able to pull the trigger?"

Senku exhaled a soft, bitter chuckle. "I had a feeling you'd say that."

He didn’t protest when you grabbed rope from your pack and tied him up, hands and feet restrained, his mouth gagged to keep him from biting.

Because if you couldn’t save him, if you couldn’t stop the inevitable—

You could at least keep him with you.

With the vaccine in your hands and Senku’s undead form tied to a leash, you returned to the base alone.

You can remeber it, when you were making the vaccine itself, how the light in Senku's eyes slowly dimmed and how he gave up to the virus, you can't take it, damn, you can't let him go.

The guards saw the state you were in—bloodied, hollow-eyed, barely able to stand—and rushed to meet you.

"Y/N—where’s the rest of the team?"

You didn’t answer.

You shoved the vaccine into their hands, voice hoarse.

"Take this. Give it to the higher-ups."

They hesitated. "Y/N, come inside please—"

"No."

Your grip tightened on the rope holding Senku. You turned away, ignoring their calls.

Your journey wasn’t over yet.

.

.

.

.

You walked for miles, dragging Senku’s reanimated body behind you.

And when the sun began to set, you finally reached that place.

The very spot where, years ago, Senku had successfully launched a that rocket into space, sending four tiny dolls—you, him, Taiju, and Yuzuriha—beyond the earth.

You remember being with him and Taiju while he asks for some advice, going as far as to send spam messages all over the world. You remeber helping him with his english grammars to properly message Dr. X, a NASA scientist who became Senku's mentor.

Your breath hitched.

You untied Senku’s restraints, leaving only the gag in place.

Slowly, hesitantly, you pulled him into a tight embrace, his decayed body stiff against yours.

Your fingers trembled as you ran them through his previoulsy white with green tips hair that seriously looks like a leek, now an ash-white color so dull and dirty you can't even see the green anymore, pressing your forehead against his.

Tears streamed down your face.

"You're probably scolding me right now, aren’t you?" you whispered.

Senku’s lifeless, ruby red eyes stared back at you.

You let out a broken laugh. "Calling me illogical, saying this is stupid, that I'm a total idiot—"

Your voice cracked.

"But Senku... you were always the logical one," you whispered. "So it’s my job to be the illogical one."

Your fingers brushed against your gun.

The gun you never used.

A memory surfaced—a flashback, a quiet promise you had made years ago.

"If you die, Senku... I’ll follow."

"Tch. That’s dumb, Y/N. You should keep living."

"There's no way I can do that... no... I know for a fact that I can't... there's no point in it"

"Y/N—"

"Till death do us part, Senku."

You reached for the gag, voice trembling.

"I love you," you whispered. "And if I have to become a monster to be with you—"

You pulled the gag free.

"Then so be it."

His teeth sank into your flesh.

You didn’t scream.

You didn’t fight.

You simply held him tighter, letting the infection take you, letting the world fade into darkness.

Because in the end—

You had promised.

" Till death do us part. I love You Senku Ishigami "

" Thats seriously 10 billion percent illogical... "

" Just say it back you leek... "

"... i love you too, (L/n) (Y/n) ....

Till death do us part".

~END

Waiting. Lee Eun-Hyeok.

(This picture was all I could find y'all 😭 +from Safari)

word count: 1.8k

warnings: The use of "Oppa" (I know some people don't like it or think it's cringey so here's your warning.) Unrequited love? Mentions of blood.

summary: Lee Eun-Hyeok's return.

pairing: Lee Eun-Hyeok x Fem!Reader

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

It had felt like an eternity since you had been able to meet his dark brown eyes with those of your own. They looked exactly the same, dark brown, yet they weren't your Lee Eun-hyeok's. They were the brown eyes of a stranger.

He stood in front of you appearing as the same man you had been waiting for, longing for, surviving for. His shoulders no longer held the weight of the world on them, which that you were grateful for. To those who didn't know him, his eyes had always lacked a warmth to them; but to you there had once been a small tinge of lightness in them. Now, they truly held nothing but indifference.

As you took in every inch of him, desperate to familiarize yourself with the sight of him once again, he stood looking at you. He wasn't analyzing your every move like he used to, he was simply looking at you. Nothing more and nothing less.

Your arms itched to wrap themselves around him but you refrained from doing so. The air felt tense, not much could be heard aside from your slight uneven breaths. He turned to walk away, "Are you really leaving me again?" His steps slowed to a stop. From his reaction alone you first thought he didn't recognize you.

His back stayed facing you, "Lee Eun-Hyeok, you've been alive all this time, and not once did you try to look for me?" He couldn't even turn to face you. "Why would I?" You could feel the tears begging to spill from your eyes, but you blinked them away. "Because you love me. You love me like I love you." You reached for his hand but stopped midway fearing that he would pull away.

Just how you feared he'd pull away from your touch you feared his response to your words. "Because I waited for you and I lived for you, I almost died searching for just a glimpse of you..." You quietly let out, desperately trying to keep your voice steady. "I never asked you to do any of that." He finally turned toward you. His face was void of emotion, "Do you know the way to the stadium?" His eyes once again met yours, and you looked away not being able to gaze into their emptiness.

"Why are you being like this?"

"So, you don't know how to get to the stadium?" This time you turned your back towards him, trying to catch your breath, because each word he said continued to feel like a punch to the gut, another finger around your throat.

A stray tear stained your cheek, your hand flying up to quickly swipe it away. You faced him once again, "Is that all you care about, huh? The stadium?" You let out a dry laugh. "No," and for a second you had hope, "I don't care about anything, just curious." There he went shredding every ounce of it. 

It broke you out of your trance for a second, turning to look at the bus your brother Cha Hyun-Su was trapped in. You were overwhelmed and not sure what to do, various emotions drowning you. "Help me get Hyun-Su out." You nodded to the bus, not wanting to speak of your feelings for him any longer.

"No, this is his test." He said taking a seat on some steps. You huffed, irritation flooding you. It was as if you were speaking to a wall.  "Yah! Lee Eun-Hyeok do something!" You yelled at him. He simply stared at you blankly. "He's a neo-human. He can get himself out."

"What if he can't? I just found him again, please, Lee Eun-Hyeok..." You whispered shakily, sniffling. "Then I guess you're both useless to me." You didn't ever think you'd hear Eun-Hyeok say something like that to you. The last words he'd said were a promise of love and that he would return to you.

Now he sat in front of you not because he had returned to you, but by chance, because he didn't willingly seek you out. "Don't say that. Stop being like this!" You cried out. "I waited all this time for you, just for you to— to what? Hate me? You said you loved me! You promised me you'd come back and you never did! And now you're— you're acting like this!" You gave up on trying to match his nonchalance, you couldn't take it, couldn't stand the sight of his lips in that straight emotionless line. From his unfurrowed brows to his dry eyes, they all led you to the conclusion that he didn't care.

"I don't hate you, and I don't love you." You couldn't even feel your nails digging into the palm of your hands leaving deep crescent marks.

When did he stop loving you? Why did he stop loving you? You didn't want to know. You just wanted to feel his warm embrace around you. What he should've done when he first saw you. Yet here he was calling you useless, another finger tightening around your throat. You weren't sure when you had started crying but there was no stopping the tears now.

You wanted him to see that he was hurting you, you wanted him to stop. Maybe he could see it in your eyes, your desperation to see a glimpse of the Eun-Hyeok you knew because his next words were "I'm not the Eun-Hyeok you remember." Not even flinching at the sight of your tears.

He used to kiss those same tears away, and now he was the cause of them, the fuel that aided them.

"I'm a neohuman, the next step in human evolution."

"I don't care, Hyeok!" He almost flinched at the memory of your nickname for him. Almost.

"I don't care if you're a neohuman or a monster, all I care about is you! But you don't care about me, you don't love..." you didn't finish your sentence, you couldn't. You could no longer hold your body up, falling to the rough tar of the street. You felt a warm liquid against the skin of your knees due to the fall. That pain was nothing compared to the wound to your heart.

Your chest felt as if it was on fire. "Why are you doing this to me?" You sobbed, your hands coming up to cover your eyes.

"Oppa..." you cried for Hyun-Su. Suddenly Eun-Hyeok was crouched beside you as shards of the bus burst through the air. You uncovered your eyes, tears still falling as you looked at Eun-Hyeok.

"If you got hurt he would never agree to help me." You bit your lip to hold in the sob.

You looked past him to see Hyun-Su standing in front of the remains of the bus. His brown eyes made you cry harder. He was back. Eun-Hyeok stood up, as Hyun-Su made his way toward the both of you.

Once he stood in front of you he pulled you to your feet, before his arms tightly embraced you. "Oppa...you're back." You couldn't help but cry, causing him to gently rub your back in an attempt to calm you. "It's okay." Another attempt to soothe you. You hugged him tighter, begging the ache in your heart to go away. He slightly pulled away as your breathing evened out, but tears still raced down your cheeks. He wiped the tears, "I'm sorry." Escaping his lips.

It felt as if he was apologizing for letting dark Hyun-Su take over but also for Eun-Hyoek's actions.

"It's okay, Hyun-Su." You struggled to put a smile on. Eun-Hyeok began walking off toward the way he assumed the stadium was. You squeezed Hyun-Su's hand, "Thank you for coming back to me." You gently said before letting go. You caught up to Eun-Hyeok, grabbing his wrist to stop him. "I'm not letting you leave again. You can hurt me all you want, I don't care how much more pain I have to go through or how long I have to wait for you, I'll wait." You sniffled.

He turned to face you, "I have my memories, but I don't have any emotions." It felt as if this was his way of  apologizing. "That's how it is for us, and we learn fast." He pulled your hand off his own wrist. "If you're fast learners, you can learn emotions. I'll love you... love you until you learn to love me again." You said in an even voice. He remained silent, turning to walk off again.

Another tear slipped from your red eyes. Grabbing his wrist once again you turned, pulling him in the opposite direction, the correct way to the stadium. Your hand clasped his tightly not allowing him to let go. As you reached Hyun-Su your other hand finding his as you continued to make your way to the stadium. Hyun-Su threw a glare at Eun-Hyeok, infuriated that your tears were his cause.

Hyun-Su squeezed your hand in his pulling you more towards him, "You shouldn't wait for him, he doesn't deserve it." He said as if Eun-Hyeok wasn't even there. If it weren't for your hand tightly gripping his cold one, you'd forget he was even there. "I know, but I—I still love him." You stuttered and glanced at Eun-Hyeok whose sharp eyes never strayed from looking in front of him.

You turned resting your head on Hyun-Su's shoulder, "You don't know how much I missed you, Oppa." Eun-Hyeok's eyes cautiously glanced your way as you weren't looking.

"Me too," Hyun-Su replied glancing toward you, placing a kiss to your forehead. A small smile painted your lips. It was your first genuine smile since he had returned. Lee Eun-Hyeok gazed ahead once again, not wanting to stare at your smile for too long. Something about it caused a stir deep within him.

You had grown used to waiting, almost numb to the feeling. You had waited for Lee Eun-Hyeok, for your brother Cha Hyun-Su, if you had to wait a little longer to truly be united with the man you loved then that is what you will do. You refused to believe that the Eun-Hyeok you love was no longer within the man beside you. You knew deep within him he was there somewhere. Although Eun-Hyeok had crushed all your hope, the return of your Hyun-Su reignited it. You had Hyun-Su now, and that would be enough.

You will ignore the ache in your heart and wait for Lee Eun-Hyeok's return. You will gaze into his dark brown cold eyes with the warmth of your own. Meet his emotionless face with your own filled with desperation, love, any other emotion you could muster. You will love this shell of a man that used to be your Eun-Hyeok. Because it's all you could do.

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

A/N: Is this my first post in like over a year? Yes… 😭😭 Did I write this at like 4am after I finished watching season 3? Yes.

Also I was v disappointed with Lee Eun Hyeoks return or how it was written I guess, like why was he more loving toward Cha Hyun Su than his sister? 😭😭

+Also where are all the sweet home fics? I’ve read like all of them already 😭

Nanami Kento who, when asked what his sexual orientation is, simply responds "my wife".

Y/N : Describe yourself in one word

Lucifer : Yours

Y/N : . . .

Y/N : That’s so cute! I thought you were going to say “depression” or something like that ☺️

8th year 🍏⚡