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helllooo !! hope you're doing well !! can I maybe rq Ignis from ffxv with a gn/male reader who's a bit freaky... not in an inappropriate way, but more playfully and as a joke ! like being touchy and making suggestive jokes but never actually meaning them ... it's okay if not, thank you in advance !

☆ creampie ?!

ignis scientia x male reader [he / him]

sypnosis : above !

the lowercase is intentional !

the crackling of the campfire alongside low murmurs of talking were the only things heard this late at night on the plains of eos. the whole group had settled down to camp after a long day of travelling, tired and hungry. of course, the resident chef would whip up a meal for his hungry friends (and boyfriend) as he usually did.

ignis stood at the makeshift stove, chopping up an array of vegetables and meat. he suddenly felt hands on his body, practically groping and touching all parts of him. he knew who it was, of course. he always did when it came to this kind of stuff and his overly touchy boyfriend.

"[name], if you keep doing that i'm afraid i'm going to chop one of my fingers off." ignis sighs, pushing his glasses up his nose before returning to his chopping. even at the warning, the touching didn't stop. in fact, it got more prominent, and ignis' butt was being groped and pinched. all the man could do was sigh at his boyfriend's antics.

a wet kiss was suddenly placed to ignis' cheek, and a small laugh filled the area. ignis turned to his side and saw [name] standing there, a huge grin on his face acting as if he was all innocent. ignis rolled his eyes and turned his attention back to his cooking, even though there was a hint of a smile on his own face. he didn't mind [name]'s antics at all.. he just hated how flustered he got if any of their friends saw. which was 9 times out of 10.

"is there a mirror in your pocket?" [name] asks as he rests his head on ignis' shoulder. ignis, however, can feel [name]'s hand going inside his back trouser pockets and squeezing the flesh being covered back it. he sighs and puts down his cutting knife, wanting to hear whatever joke [name] has to say. "because i can see myself in your pants." [name] smirks, and he even wiggles his eyebrows as if it's the best thing he's said all day.

ignis scoffs in response and he tries pushing [name] off of him, but the other man doesn't move off of him. the chef picks up his chopping knife once more, cutting the vegetables and meat as he did previously. "i'd appreciate your company if you want to help, not grope my ass per say." ignis muttered under his breath, but there was no malice in his tone.

[name] just rolls his eyes at his lover's words. as much as he'd like to be more touchy, he was hungry.. for a lot of things. he decided to let go of ignis, just hovering around him for the time being. he watched ignis chop up the ingredients he had on the cutting board, admiring how his hands and fingers worked. he was ultimately thinking of what other things ignis could do with those fingers, but he restrained himself. ignis did have a knife in his hands...

"what are you making anyway?" the chef's lover finally decided to pipe up after being so touchy. "all i'm seeing is meat and vegetables.. raw." he hums, trying to picture what ignis could make with such ingredients. but, alas, he comes up with nothing.

"a stew." is the response [name] gets straight away. "perhaps with some cream pie for dessert." ignis adds, his back facing away from the huge smirk on [name]'s face. he didn't even realise that what he said could be taken in many different ways, and if he realised earlier he would've kept his mouth shut.

however, it was too late. the beast inside [name] was unleashed for all their friends to hear.

"a cream pie, huh?" [name] replies back, a string of laughter following his words. he can barely contain himself. "you can give me a creampie anytime." he quips, winking at ignis before giving him a playful smack on the butt. his suggestive remarks don't stop there, however. he has too many on his mind to stop.

"you can cream my pie anytime you like." [name] speaks up again, still smirking heavily. "you gave me a cream pie not too long ago.. but not the one you can eat at camp with all our friends." he laughs.

ignis just sighs as he hears more remarks from his lover. at this point, he's given up. [name] just keeps going, and it happens any time he says something that can be made suggestive. he doesn't hate it, he finds it silly. however, it does tick ignis off a little when [name] just doesn't stop (he's flustered, really).

other voices are now heard, cutting ignis off from his thoughts. noctis, gladio and prompto are all listening to [name]'s suggestions and laughing away with him. ignis tenses up, feeling himself grow hot. it was always like this, and he was never able to make it stop.

"what's that about a cream pie?" gladio pipes up. "i really don't need a show from you two." he comments, shaking his head. [name] just grins at gladio, continuing to whisper all the suggestive remarks he could think of about a cream pie to ignis.

ignis just sighs, putting the knife down once more. he shakes his head and actually listens to what [name] has to say. it's all bark and no bite, really. suggestive comments that he always makes.

"keep this up and i will give you your own special cream pie." ignis mutters, pressing his lips against [name]'s to keep him quiet.

that definitely kept [name]'s mouth shut for the rest of the night.

- author's note : i hope you like this ! sorry it took so long to write and upload </3 i'll be adding arcane to my masterlist too if anyone wants to request anything ! i promise i'll get requests done.. things have just been hectic.. is that even the right spelling ? :'>

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hi guys! sorry for not posting in the last few months. i've been quite busy. a bonus sorry to those who requsted stuff but haven't gotten anything. i'll try work on them soon! 🫡

☆ my man

yuuji itadori x ftm reader [he / him]

sypnosis : itadori comforts a dysphoric reader who he finds staring at themselves in the mirror. (meant to be viewed as romantic.)

the lowercase is intentional !

- warnings : non-sexual nudity, female genitalia mentions.

once again, [name] finds himself infront of the mirror. he's staring at his body, the way there was two mounts of flesh on his chest instead of a flat line. he wondered if it was better that he stayed off as a woman.

despite all his staring, [name] hated it. he hated how his body looked.

all of his curves, his tits, his feminine looking features - they made him feel like less of a man. no other man had parts like his is what he always thought. he constantly put himself down because of his body, feeding himself lies due to the things he's heard spread by mouth. those words were like a virus that had settled into his mind and never left. he hated his body, and all the things that made him more 'feminine'. it was all because of other people. people that didn't understand people like him.

a small sigh escaped [name]'s lips. he was growing more and more frustrated as he stared at his body, at his chest more specifically. it made him feel all sticky, like he was strolling about on a hot and humid day, his clothes sticking to his skin and sweat pouring own his back. it was an awful feeling, and he always felt it staring at himself.

begrudgingly, [name] slips on his binder. he picks it up from the counter and slowly puts it on. he questions what the point of it was, it didn't even look like it helped him at all. it was just a contraption that squeezed his lungs and made every breath living hell. it was painful being trans. it was painful being in a body that didn't belong to you. it was painful being in a body that made you sick the more days that passed by.

as [name] was putting his binder on, a small knock on the bathroom door was heard, followed by said door opening. it revealed the one and only yuuji itadori - [name]'s boyfriend. he saw [name] struggling to put his binder on so he immediately rushed over to help. he helped the other pull the binder down, making sure it was in the correct position, covering everything.

"i take it you were having issues with your binder? that's why you were taking so long to come out?" yuuji says, a small laugh following soon after. he grinned at his boyfriend, enjoying to see him in any state - whether he was dishevelled, as handsome as ever or just about his normal day. he loved it all, and he most importantly loved [name].

[name] just sighed in response to yuuji's question. he didn't feel like answering it, mostly because he didn't want to worry yuuji. he cared too much sometimes, and as much as [name] loved it, he felt like he didn't deserve it. he felt like a fake man such as himself didn't deserve all the care and love yuuji showed him.

"yeah.. binder issues." [name] muttered as he took his shirt from the shelf of the bathroom, slipping it over his head to hide his binder. "we can go now, i've put it on now. i'm ready." he grumbled under his breath, pushing past yuuji.

however, it was clear yuuji didn't like how [name] was acting right now. he could tell something was wrong. yuuji gripped [name]'s shoulders and held him still, not letting him move. all his his training made him quite strong too, so [name] definitely couldn't move even if he tried. "i'm not letting you go until you tell me what's wrong. you seem off." yuuji states, frowning slightly at [name].

[name] sighed once more, crossing his arms over his chest to hide himself and his chest further. "i just don't get it. i don't get why you still put up with me, and i don't get why i'm stuck in a body that provides me with.. all the parts i don't want!" [name] explained his frustrations, a small groan escaping his lips soon after. yuuji seemed even more worried after hearing [name] speak.

"hey.. i put up with you because i love you." yuuji replies, ruffling [name]'s hair and grinning. he was always so cheerful, determined to brighten anyone's day - especially [name]'s. "no matter if you're stuck in this body that you hate, or a body that's the one you like. i don't care about your body, [name]. only you." the pink haired boy continued, cupping [name]'s cheeks and kissing him softly.

the trans boy looked away, a frown on his face. he pulls away from the kiss, wanting to hide away once more from the whole world. "but.. i have tits. i have a vagina. i'm not a man. i'm just playing dress up.. people will still see me as a woman no matter how hard i try and change myself." he muttered, tears forming in his eyes. "god, i'm even acting like a stereotypical woman now, huh? letting my emotions get the best of me." [name] mumbles as tears flow down his face.

yuuji wraps his arms around [name]'s body, resting his chin on the other boy's head. "sh.. sh.. calm down. none of that matters, [name]. you can have any parts, and you'll still be a man. you've worked harder than those who have been given what you want. you're fighting for your transition, for you to be comfortable in your body. that's manly as hell." yuuji mumbles, kissing [name]'s forehead. [name] looks at his boyfriend in disbelief, unsure of what to say.

"you're my man, [name]. whether or not you have the parts of a 'man', i don't care. i see you as a man, and i always will." yuuji whispered softly into [name]'s ear, kissing it after he stopped speaking. he rocked [name] in his arms too, wanting him to feel comforted by his presence.

[name] was starting to feel slightly better. sure, what yuuji said was a little and perhaps even the bare minimum, but it made him feel even better than before. he wiped his tears away, looking at yuuji with a small smile.

"thank you.. i still don't know how you put up with me.. but i'm glad you do nontheless." [name] chuckled softly as he moved back to gaze yuuji in the eyes. his eyes were now full of love, rather than the malice that were in them when he stared at his reflection earlier. "i guess i feel a little better about my.. situation." he mumbled.

yuuji pressed a kiss to [name]'s nose, still holding him close. "i'll always put up with you because you have a nice ass. exactly my type, you know?" yuuji chuckled and he winked over at [name] who retaliated by rolling his eyes.

"oh yeah, sorry. mr. 'i like someone tall with a nice, big ass.' you absolute perv." [name] muttered, pinching yuuji's cheeks inbetween his fingers. he was feeling better than before, loving all this teasing with yuuji and the playful banter. it made him forget his dysphoria.

yuuji leaned into [name], whispering into his ear. "you're my handsome man, alright? my man. i don't want to see you upset. if something is up, tell me, okay. don't stare at yourself in the mirror hating yourself." yuuji mumbled.

the salmon haired boy then kissed [name] on the lips. he held the trans boy close too, not wanting to let him go just yet. he wanted [name] to know that there was a pair of arms always willing to go around him and support him.

"i love you, my man." yuuji mumbled into [name]'s hair before kissing it softly. the other boy hummed in response and nodded. "i love you too."

and, as time went on, yuuji continued to support [name] with his transition and any dysphoria. he made sure his man was never alone.

- author's note : hope you guys enjoy this :) for any trans guys out there - you are loved and totally valid <3 don't feel like you are alone! there are people like you around the world. you are never alone.

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transmasc bakugou x transmasc reader where they just help themselves through period dysphoria?

☆ sugar, spice & everything nice

ftm ! katsuki bakugo x ftm reader [he / him]

sypnosis : above !

the lowercase is intentional !

katsuki had been grumbling away in his dorm room all day. people noticed as they walked past, but they didn't say anything. they were too scared of him, afraid that they might get blown up by his quirk or even worse. nobody dared walk into katsuki's room, or even stay by his door for a second too long.

in reality, katsuki was acting like this because he was on his period. whilst being on his period, a massive amount of dysphoria just suddenly dropped it's load on him. it was always like this when he was on his period. he just always wished it would go away. too bad he wasn't on testosterone yet.

a knock was then heard on katsuki's door, followed by a voice. "hey, katsuki! open up!" [name] said on the other side of the door, being persistent with his knocking. he then groaned, getting ready to leave as his boyfriend wasn't opening the door. and, as if by coincidence, the door swings open and katsuki drags [name] inside.

"i guess it's safe to say you've started too, huh?" [name] said as he got dragged inside, a small chuckle following his words. katsuki just glared at [name] and lead him to the bed so they could lay down together.

katsuki groaned once more as he reached the bed. he wrapped his arms around [name]'s waist, pulling him close before resting his hands on [name]'s waist. the heat from his palms were soothing for [name]'s cramps. he was glad his boyfriend had his quirk at times, other times he wasn't so glad. such as the times where katsuki threatened to blow him up the last time he was on his period.

"this thing is so stupid. why do i have to have a stupid period when i'm not even a woman?" katsuki mumbled under his breath, clearly feeling frustrated and dysphoric about his situation. "sure, periods aren't what define a woman but whatever. this thing sucks, makes me feel like less of a guy." he continued to mutter, and [name] hummed along as he listened.

"at least when we both start going on t, our periods will stop. but, who knows how long that'll be." [name] responded, trying to sound hopeful but it was no use. katsuki still grumbled and moaned, even rolling his eyes at [name]'s comment. "yeah, and how long is it going to be that we'll be allowed to start?" the blonde boy huffed in response, a sigh escaping his lips.

the two of them stayed in silence for a little while, not saying anything. the sound of their breathing and slight shuffling around on the bed filled the room. that was before [name] decided to speak up once more.

"you know, even though we still get our 'shark week' every month, i still view you as a guy. even though we haven't started any hormone therapy or anything. you're still a man to me, and you're my boyfriend." [name] whispers softly, a small smile on his lips as he speaks. he wants katsuki to feel less dysphoric about his period, and reassure him at the same time. "plus, you're super manly." the boy chuckled, imitating kirishima.

katsuki rolled his eyes at [name]'s words. he really tried to hide how much they meant to him, but the small blush on his cheeks, the picking up of his heartbeat and the smile on his lips made it obvious that they meant a lot. "thanks, [name]." katsuki mumbles, pressing a quick kiss to the back of [name]'s neck. "you're.. manly too. despite everything, we're still guys aren't we, huh? just two guys who bleed out every frickin' month." he grumbled under his breath.

for the both of them, having their periods did affect them. they were both trans so when their periods came they doubted their identities. however, with eachother, they got through it. every month. they didn't give up on eachother, nor did they give up for what they stood for too.

"how about we go eat some spicy noodles? i have the ones you like in my room. we can prepare them in the common room." [name] said, detangling himself from katsuki to sit up on the bed and shake him. "we can't spend all day sitting here like grumps. we'll stick to the bed." he continued to mumble and shake katsuki.

"spicy noodles? tch.. you do know me, huh?" katsuki chuckled softly, sitting up too and placing a quick peck on [name]'s lips. "i guess we're boyfriends for that reason though, aren't we?" he hummed, a small smirk on his lips before getting out of bed and making his way out of his dorm. [name] followed close behind, seeming to be in a better mood than his boyfriend who had his hand stuffed in his pockets and was grumbling the whole way.

the two finally got to the common room. on the way there, [name] picked up the noodles from his dorm and started preparing them. katsuki started chopping up some vegetables to add to the noodles, as well as boiling an egg. once the noodles were finished, katsuki added his toppings and let [name] add some too. the two then sat on the couch together, eating their noodles.

"we're always here for eachother, aren't we?" [name] said softly as he looked at katsuki. "no matter what. i mean, our cycles aren't synced too so." he added, wiggling his eyebrows. katsuki immediately shoved [name]'s face out of his view so he could finish chowing down on his noodles.

a few others went down to the common room and got some food for themselves. they were talking in their own groups and laughing. kaminari and kirishima came up to katsuki and [name], grinning at the two of them.

"seems like bakugo finally got out of his room!" kaminari commented with a laugh. katsuki glared at kaminari and almost got ready to use his quirk on the other boy. "and he's not grumbling too." kirishima added with a chuckle.

[name] looked at the two boys before looking over at katsuki. he smiled and pinched his cheek, a little coo escaping his lips. "it's because of me, isn't it?" [name] said with a small smirk. katsuki almost blew him up too.

kirishima and kaminari decided to back off. they went over to other members of the class, occasionally looking back at katsuki and [name] with a chuckle.

"i love you." [name] whispered, ruffling katsuki's hair gently. "my handsome boyfriend, my manly man." he said, obviously teasing the blonde. katsuki just rolled his eyes and scoffed at [name]. "yeah, yeah. whatever. i love you too." he mumbled, eating his noodles.

the two of them then shared the same routine throughout their next cycles. comforting words, spicy food and laughs with their friends. it was perfect, and it helped both of them get their minds off of their period and their dysphoria.

author's note : hope you guys enjoy this ! again, sorry for posting so slowly. i'm just on holiday so i've been relaxing more. i will try and get requests out and more things though! keep requesting ! <3

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Hi, can u write a Yoshida Hirofumi x feminine!male!reader who is Denji’s twin brother ? Please thanks you ☺️

☆ not his sister

yoshida hirofumi x male reader [he / him]

sypnosis: above.

the lowercase is intentional !

yoshida knew about denji, his secret identity and pretty much everything about him there was to know. however, yoshida didn't know that denji had a twin brother. it was almost like it was some sort of secret, but of course it wasn't. it was just pure coincidence that yoshida never met denji's brother whenever he was around.

usually, whenever yoshida came over to denji's place to check up on him, it was just them two. there was no twin brother, or mention of him at all. sure, yoshida would see nayuta from time to time, but there was nobody else. naturally, yoshida thought it was just denji and nayuta living alone.

however, his opinions soon changed.

yoshida went to denji's house as usual, wanting to check up on him and see if he really hadn't spilt the word on him being chainsaw man or whatever. he expected denji to open the door, or even nayuta. but that is far from what had happened.

"hello?" a voice said as they opened the door, revealing themselves and the home behind them to denji. the person was dressed up all femininely, so they definitely looked like a woman. however, their somewhat low voice put yoshida off, and he was definitely confused. yoshida had to do a double take to make sure he was at the right place, and not at denji's neighbours by accident.

the black haired boy cleared his throat, regaining his senses before looking up at the person infront of him. "hello. i didn't know denji had another sister.. is denji at home right now?" yoshida asked, a small grin on his face as he waited for an answer. the other person's face seemed to contort into a look of confusion, almost as if the words coming from yoshida's mouth seemed like nonsense.

"denji's not at home.. he went out with nayuta to get some groceries." they responded with a small sigh before continuing. "but i'm not his sister. i'm his brother." he said, a small frown on his lips as he looked over at yoshida. now that they mentioned it, it was true. they were definitely denji's brother, they looked the part and even sounded like denji.. they were too alike and it sort of freaked yoshida out.

"ah.. of course. sorry for assuming." yoshida chuckled nervously, scratching the back of his neck. that was awkward, he should've just kept his mouth shut earlier and not said anything about the boy being denji's sister or whatever. "well, if denji's not at home, can i take you to a cafe as an apology?" yoshida grinned, trying his best to make up for his mistake.

[name] hummed, considering yoshida's offer for a few seconds. it did sound tempting, and yoshida seemed to be denji's friend so he could trust the other boy.. however, [name] was dirt broke. just like denji. there was no way he could afford to go to a cafe of all places, his fashion taste was too expensive for him to be able to go to a cafe!

"i'd love to but.. i'm broke." he stated blankly, staring at yoshida. this whole situation seemed to give yoshida deja vu from the first time he met denji after the whole assassination protection period. it was weird.

yoshida shook his head and gave [name] a light chuckle. "no, don't worry about payment. i'll take care of the cost, i insulted such a.. pretty man like you i'll pay for everything." he replied, grinning at [name]. he really hoped [name] would accept his proposition now if he was offering to pay. yoshida also hoped [name] wouldn't be like his brother, buying almost everything off of the menu...

[name]'s eyes widened and he looked estatic by the proposition. he couldn't believe that yoshida wanted to be such a gentleman to him.. he admired it truly. "in that case, i'd love to go to a cafe with you." [name] smiled back, and it almost felt like he had accepted a date from yoshida. the black haired boy didn't know he had gotten into this mess. two cafe dates with two siblings. he was probably the first person in the world to do such a thing in such a short amount of time too.

after [name] got himself ready, the two set off to the cafe. they shared different things on their way their such as their names, their favourite music.. all the sorts of things you tell someone as small talk. or, rather, the things you try to ask your date about on your first date. it definitely felt like yoshida was going on a first date with [name] at this point, and he wasn't sure if he should be complaining or not.

the time went on, and so did the 'date'. yoshida found out more and more about [name], and the fact that he was practically nothing like denji even though they were twins. it sort of fascinated yoshida, thinking that twins should be in sync with eachother at all times, but yoshida was still amused nonetheless. he really started to enjoy [name]'s company, and even the way he dressed. he never knew a man could pull of such a nice outfit, despite how feminine it looked. [name] really started to change yoshida's perpective, and even the way his heart beat. it was as if yoshida's heart was racing around [name], even though they had met just a few hours ago and yoshida thought [name] was a girl at first.

yoshida decided to be a gentleman and walk [name] home. they exchanged more pleasantries on the way, smiling at eachother as they walked. once they reached [name]'s place, yoshida stopped and so did [name].

"thank you for today." [name] said softly, a smile adorned on his lips as he looked at the black haired male. "it was really nice, all of it.. it sucks when i can't do nice things like that more often, you know? i keep spending money on my outfits rather than stuff like that." he chuckled a little, trying to make light of the situation.

yoshida nodded and he smiled back at [name]. "of course, it was my pleasure. you can always ask me if you want to such a thing again sometime, it'll be my treat." he replied, already planning the next 'dates' he'd go on with [name].

then, the front door opened to reveal denji standing in the doorway with his arms over his chest. "[name]! where have ya been! we've been waiting for ya!" he said, a small groan escaping his lips. "we're hungry!" he said, pouting at his brother.

[name] sighed and he rolled his eyes playfully at his brother's antics before turning around to head inside. "see you around, yoshida!" [name] called out, walking inside the house.

"see you, [name]!" yoshida replied, still smiling softly at [name] before looking at denji. "you should've told me you had such a handsome brother, denji. i feel like i've been missing out on a lot." yoshida teased before he turned around and made his own way home.

denji went bright red and almost started going off at what yoshida had said. only time would tell what denji would do to yoshida once they met at school again.

author's note : sorry for not posting so much! i'm trying to come up with some ideas but i'm stumped. i may start writing for mha since i started rewatching it recently, so if you guys want to request for mha you can ! i'll add it to my masterlist and everything.

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heyy!! could you please write a kishibe(csm)x ftm reader imagine

☆ the realisation

kishibe x ftm reader [he / him]

sypnosis: kishibe has a realisation about his feelings towards [name] quite late in life. (meant to be viewed as romantic.)

the lowercase is intentional !

for most of his life, kishibe chased after lady quanxi. he had taken a liking to her early on during their partnership as devil hunters. ever since then, his younger self couldn't stop chasing after her.

but, that was of course before kishibe even realised that lady quanxi was into women - not men. he had just been blindly asking her out on dates over many years, not picking up the hints that she was putting down. so, when kishibe finally caught onto all the hints (when lady quanxi actually told him) he stopped chasing for her, and others altogether.

kishibe thought that was the end of his love life, that there was nothing more to it. with this, he decided to live a more calm, peaceful life. or, as peaceful as life could get living such a job that he had.

but, then there was [name].

[name] had been there for him always, and kishibe liked to think that he was there for [name] too.

kishibe had been supportive of [name] coming out. he had been there through their whole journey, through every bump and hill along the way. he was always there.

and, of course, [name] was there for kishibe too. he had been there, alongside kishibe, through everything. he had seen kishibe fall for lady quanxi, realise that she wasn't into men, and see kishibe start to live more comfortably by himself. however, [name] didn't know the full truth.

late in life, kishibe had managed to fall for someone. he didn't even realise it at first.

at first, there were dreams. weird dreams. dreams of living with this person forever. dreams of adopting kids with this person. dreams of loving this person. it was weird, and kishibe didn't quite fully understand it yet. he tried to play it off as normal, but all of the dreams reminded him of the way he felt for lady quanxi long ago.

then came the overthinking. kishibe started to overthink everything that he did, everything that he would do around this person. again, he didn't understand why. none of this had happened to him before around this person, so he didn't understand at all. was he falling in love again at the age of 50?

finally, the periods of avoidance washed over him. he started to avoid this person, as much as he didn't want to. something in his mind, combined with the overthinking and weird dreams, compelled him to avoid this person. it was as if some switch had been flicked inside him, making him avoid the one person he really cared about.

the person kishibe was feeling this weird about? [name]. he was falling in love with his friend. or, perhaps he had already fallen long ago? whatever it was, kishibe knew he had fallen now. there was no point in trying to avoid it.

now, kishibe found himself standing outside [name]'s apartment, a boquet of flowers in his hands. hesitantly, he knocked on the door, waiting for a response. he hoped [name] wasn't going to be too mad due to his disappearance these past few weeks.

as soon as [name] heard the knock, he stopped what he was doing and made his way to the front door. he unlocked it and stared at the man infront of him.

"kishibe? what are you doing in here?" [name] asked, raising an eyebrow. "with flowers too.. this is a surprise. are you apologising to me after avoiding me for so long? after how many years of being friends?" [name] continued, a small laugh falling from his lips.

kishibe cleared his throat and stepped inside, still a little hesitant and tense by everything going on. "we need to talk.. and yes, these are for you." the man says, handing the flowers to [name] which [name] gladly took before placing into a watered vase.

"are you going to explain why you've been avoiding me?" [name] quipped, a teasing smirk on his lips as he looked over at kishibe. although the two were reaching their 50s, they still did manage to get onto eachothers nerves - just like teenagers.

kishibe sighed and his lips pierced into a straight line as he looked at [name] who was arranging the flowers. "that's partly the reason why i'm here, yes." he says in response, making his way over to stand near [name]. "i've just been feeling conflicted is all. i've been thinking about someone too much, and honestly i think i've fallen in love at my old age." kishibe admits.

in response, [name] laughs a little before he looks over at kishibe. it's as if he doesn't believe the other man at all. but, he then realises that kishibe is the most serious man he's met so he stops laughing. "oh? well, do enlighten me more." [name] hummed.

"would you like to go on a date sometime, [name]?" kishibe asked, the question easily rolling off of his tongue, as if he's asked it a million times before.

[name] looks a bit confused. he doesn't understand. he knows kishibe is a serious man, but he's not really sure if his friend is being serious right now.

"me? you want to go on a date with me?" [name] starts, trying to wrap his head around the question kishibe posed to him. "i'm not even a woman, i'm not even a 'real man' either. why would you ask me?" [name] continues to ask, still confused about the situation.

to shut him up, kishibe presses a light kiss to [name]'s lips as he holds the other man's face in his hands. once he pulls away, he looks into [name]'s eyes and it's clear that there's love behind them. no malice, no lies, no hatred. just pure love.

"i don't care if you're not a woman, you're a man. a man i care about a lot and am honoured to call me friend." kishibe whispers softly, leaning in to give [name] a kiss on the forehead. it's all tender and full of love. [name] understands now. "however, i'd wish to be more than friends. i want to take you out on a date first."

"of course," [name] responds as soon as kishibe finishes speaking. his head is nodding so fast that it seems his neck might snap off, but kishibe wouldn't like that at all. "i'm sorry, i just thought you wouldn't like me at all. i always thought you were just into quanxi.." [name] sighed, shaking his head as a small frown formed on his lips at the thought.

kishibe shook his head too, pressing another kiss to [name]'s forehead. "that's all changed now, [name]. you are the one in my heart. man, woman, anything in between.. i want you and only you." he whispers softly, holding the other man close to him. [name]'s frown is replaced with a smile, and he lets his own arms wrap around kishibe. "i'll take you up on that date offer then." [name] whispers back.

oh how glad kishibe was about having that realisation...

- author's note : i'm so sorry this took so long to get out! i hope you like this <3 old man yaoi i guess !

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☆ paper rings

re2! leon kennedy x male reader [he / him]

sypnosis: amidst the troubles in raccoon city, leon and [name] find some peace. but it doesn't last long. (meant to be viewed as romantic.)

the lowercase is intentional !

- warnings : death, guns, zombies, other re stuff

low grunts from zombies could be heard outside the room leon and [name] had holed themselves up in. this wasn't where the couple expected to be in of all places. what a great place to have a date in, right?

leon was rummaging through a few boxes, trying to find some ammo, herbs or anything else that would help him and [name] keep going. on the other hand, [name] was in the corner, trying not to freak out. he had his hands over his ears, blocking out the sounds that were coming from the zombies outside.

eventually, leon found something in one of the many boxes that he had been searching through. it wasn't anything useful though, just some old, tattered piece of paper. he quickly folded it up into a circular shape, almost resembling a ring.

leon walked over to [name], kneeling down and presenting the ring to him with a smile. he didn't want [name] to worry or panic too much about the everlooming threat of those flesh-rotting monsters outside, so he hoped that this would somewhat calm [name] down.

"what's that?" [name] asked, voice shaky. it was almost as if he was on the verge of crying, or even breaking down. he stared at the ring infront of him, moving his hands off of his ears even though the noises outside were still overwhelming him.

"i think you know what it is. you're smart." leon whispered back, grinning at [name]. he hoped [name] would be able to tell what he was trying to do with the ring, even if it was just paper. ultimately, leon hoped [name] would accept this sore excuse of a proposal.

[name] pondered for a few moments, keeping a close eye on paper that was being presented to him. it was clear what leon had tried to do. he had tried to turn it into a ring for a proposal. [name]'s mouth opened to speak, but nothing cane out. he let out a grunt and he furrowed his brows in frustration.

"what i'm trying to do is.. how do i put this.." leon whispers, trying to think of the best way to do this. leon takes in a deep breath before he speaks again.

"i love you, [name]." the cop continues speaking, a hopeful smile on his face. "i have for the time that we've been friends, for the time that we've been lovers, and hopefully for the rest of our lives. even though we can't get married now because.. well, we're amidst some zombie apocalypse right now, and because we're both men.. i want to marry you some day. so, consider this my proposal to you." leon says, speaking directly from the heart with such love and adoration for the man that was sitting infront of him.

[name] started to tear up and his lip quivered. he nodded at leon, unable to say anything else. leon understood what this meant, so he took the paper ring and placed it on [name]'s ring finger with a smile.

"i'm sorry that this isn't the most ideal place or time for a proposal, nor is the ring." leon apologises, his smile replaced with a small frown. he did want something better for [name], something more grand to express his love for the other. but, he didn't even think anything would be able to put into words how much he felt for [name].

"it's fine." [name] sniffles, voice breaking. "i'd marry you.. even if we only had paper rings." he chuckled, a few stray tears falling down his cheeks. like a hero coming to save the day, leon immediately started wiping down [name]'s tears.

"i just.." [name] continued to speak, voice wavering. "i just hope we make it out of here. i can't stand listening to all that groaning on repeat, it's making my skin crawl.." he mutters, clearly uncomfortable by the whole situation.

leon presses a kiss to [name]'s forehead in hopes it would calm the other man down. he didn't want his lover to worry. he knew they were going to make it out of this hell hole - together.

"of course we're going to make it out, [name]. we have eachother, don't we?" leon whispered in return, leaning forward to cradle [name] in his arms. in return, [name] sobbed, unable to stop his tears from flowing - especially because of leon's tender and loving touch.

"speaking of making it out of here.." leon muttered against [name]'s forehead. "we have to leave this room soon. we don't want the zombies to end up tearing inside here, do we?" he hummed, giving [name]'s forehead yet another kiss before he pulled back.

[name] nodded and he shuffled back from leon slightly. he wiped his tears away with his sleeve, trying to look presentable - or as presentable as he could be in such a situation.

"yeah.. let's.. let's go." [name] replied, voice shaky. when he breathed in, his whole body shook. it seemed that he still hadn't calmed down from crying earlier. leon was concerned, his brows furrowed as he looked over at his partner.

"are you sure? we can wait out a few more minutes. you look like you need to calm down a little more." leon says, taking one of [name]'s hands in his own to stroke it gently. he didn't want [name] to be in an even worse place than he already was in. he wanted to do everything that he could in that moment to help [name].

[name] shook his head, opposing to what leon had just said. "i'm fine, i promise. just.. a little shaken up. i'll be good to go." he mumbled back, taking in a deep breath to ultimately prepare himself for what was to come.

leon nodded in response and he smiled. he then stood up and offered [name] a hand, which [name] gladly took in response. leon then took a quick look around the boxes once more to see if he had missed anything. he found a half empty box of ammo and some dried up green herbs. it was better than nothing.

"alright, time to go." leon muttered, looking over at [name] briefly before he turned to the door. he opened it cautiously, looking around to see if there were any zombies patrolling around. and there were. he quickly shot those that were on the corridor before grabbing [name]'s hand and making a run for it.

the two kept running throughout the corridor, taking any turns or shortcuts that were needed to avoid any zombie contact. they were doing well for a while, until they ran into a problem. they were surrounded.

"shit." leon muttered, dropping [name]'s hand as he looked around. "stay close, okay?" he whispered to [name] before he shot more rounds at the zombies. one by one, the came falling down. except for one.

one particularly pesky zombie had caught onto [name]'s leg as it fell down, scratching it deeply. [name] would've let out a scream if he hadn't already been biting down on his lip so heavily to the point where it was bleeding.

leon hadn't noticed [name]'s injury, he just grabbed [name]'s hand once more so they could make a run for it. the two kept running for their lives, once again. it seemed to be the only thing they could do in such a situation.

[name] started to grunt and groan in pain as they kept running. leon turned his head slightly, seeing the trail of blood on the floor that was coming from [name]'s leg. his eyes widened in concerned as he saw this and he immediately ran to a corner, pulling [name] along with him.

"when did that happen?" leon asked, sitting [name] down and pulling his trouser leg up. the cut was serious and pretty deep too. those zombies had gotten [name] pretty good.

[name] breathed in and out heavily, clutching onto his stomach as he squeezed his eyes shut. he felt so uncomfortable right now, it was like bugs were running up and down his body - but like 100x worse because of the injury in his leg.

"one of them.. scratched me as it was going down.." he muttered, burying his face inbetween his knees. he didn't want to face leon - he felt guilty. [name] believed that leon was going to scold him in that moment, and he didn't want to experience that at all. luckily, leon didn't do that.

"bastards.. hurting [name].." leon muttered under his breath. he looked around, trying to see if he could get something to wrap around the wound. he checked his pockets and eventually found the tiniest bit of guaze. he decided that it should do - so he wrapped it around [name]'s leg and hoped for the best.

leon looked up at [name] with a worried expression. "you think you can still run? we shouldn't be that far from the train. we can get out of here." he said, trying to be hopeful as he possibly could. [name] opened his eyes in response and he nodded, trying to put on a smile even though he was in immense pain.

leon sighed in relief, standing up and helping [name] up too. leon gripped onto [name]'s hand once more and they started running again. this time, they were a little slower because of [name]'s injury. however, leon was still hopeful. he was determined to get out of raccoon city with both him and [name] alive.

the couple kept running for their lives, once again taking different turns and shortcuts just to escape any zombie hoards. leon wasn't going to take any risks this time, not when [name] was injured.

"this way.." leon muttered, taking a turn. he was still holding onto [name]'s hand, but his grip was slowly faltering because of how sweaty his palms had gotten. the adrenaline was coursing through his veins, making his heart pummel against his chest and his sweat just skyrocket in production. this wasn't a good sign. it wasn't a good sign at all.

without realising, leon's hand had slipped and he had let go of [name]. [name] had tumbled and fallen onto the floor, alerting all nearby zombies. leon stopped and he turned around to go help [name] back up, but it was too late.

one zombie. two zombies. three zombies.

three zombies were swarming [name]'s body, all getting ready to pounce on him. it was as if they were practically drooling upon the sight of the young man.

leon tried his best to shoot them, but his hands were too shaky and his palms were too sweaty. he was afraid. afraid of what, exactly? he hadn't been this afraid when fighting all those other zombies, so why was it now?

it was because of [name]. [name] was the centre of the zombie's attention currently, and leon was scared that he was going to essentially shoot [name] if one of the zombies angled themselves weirdly. of course, leon didn't want that. so he froze. still. unable to do anything.

[name] had finally gained focus after falling. he looked around and saw the zombies swarming him. he wanted to scream and cry and yell out for help, but he couldn't. nothing escaped his mouth. it was almost as if he was frozen - just like leon.

[name]'s eyes darted away from the zombies towards the light. maybe he was already dying. maybe that's why he saw the light. but, instead of light he saw leon. he smiled, a few tears now running down his cheeks.

"run leon.. run.." he croaks, voice breaking as he spoke. if he couldn't get out of there, he wanted leon to get out of there if anything. all that mattered was leon in that moment - nobody else. leon was his light. leon would find a way out of there - he had done all the work that night after all. [name] was just too anxious for anything.

"i love you.." [name] breathes out before the zombies started going at him. violent screams were the only other things that left [name]'s lips after that moment.

leon did as [name] said and he started to run. he ran as fast as he could out of there, away from the zombies, away from the pain, away from [name].

the rookie briefly turned back, taking a glimpse of the scene that was there. the scene that he'd see countless times after, but not as a joyous memory - but as a reoccuring nightmare.

and all that was left in leon's mind was the vision of [name]'s body being torn apart, and the bloodied paper ring he was wearing.

- author's note: hope you guys enjoy :) working on a request.. so if you're waiting for a request and it's taking a little long i'm so sorry 😭 i will get it done by the end of this week ! might write something for luis because i love him and i don't want it to seem like leon is the only resident evil character i know 😐

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☆ under the stars

leon kennedy x ftm reader [he / him]

sypnosis : leon and [name] are staying in a lakeside resort with some colleagues as a reward. the two end up taking a dip in the lake and feelings are shared. (meant to be viewed as romantic)

the lowercase is intentional !

- no outbreak au + non-sexual nudity included.

leon, [name] and a few colleagues at the police station were all invited to a lakeside resort, all thanks to their hard work.

the area was beautiful. the lake, the trees surrounding them, the cabin they'd be staying in too - everything was perfect. the resort was definitely a reward for all that hard work. both [name] and leon were estatic that they got chosen to go.

everyone was off exploring the resort. most of leon and [name]'s colleagues were inside, checking out the rooms they'd be staying in. some were outside, but they ended up going inside after it started going dark.

however, [name] and leon were the last two outside. they were standing around, taking in the scenery with smiles on their faces. it was a truly breathtaking sight the whole resort, you wouldn't be able to find it anywhere in the city. it was beautiful.

"this place really has it all, huh?" leon whispered, looking up at the sky with a smile on his face. there were hundreds, maybe even thousands of stars that were twinkling in the sky as leon looked up. it was almost as if they were painting a picture, sending some kind of message throughout the universe for people to interpret in their own ways.

"yeah," [name] agreed, having a smile of his own on his lips. he also looked up, copying leon. "nothing beats it here, being away from the city once in a while. i mean, you can't top a view like that." [name] says, hinting at the starry night sky.

leon hums in agreement. he stares up at the sky for a few more seconds before looking down at his friend. he smiles at the other man still too, unable to take his eyes off of [name], like how he wasn't able to take his eyes off of the stars.

"do you want to go take a swim in the lake?" leon asked, wanting to see if [name] would agree and actually go with him. this question totally wasn't an excuse for something. definitely not.

[name] looked at leon and he raised an eyebrow. he crossed his arms over his chest as he looked at his friend. "i didn't pack anything suitable for swimming." he said in response.

"neither did i.. but it's fine! it's dark.. and the water will go above our waists. it's not like we'll be looking down there.." leon mumbled, letting out a nervous chuckle as he finished speaking. nothing that came out of his mouth made him sound any better. it all made him sound worse.

[name] was a little skeptical of leon's suggestions, but he decided that there was no harm in trying. it was only them outside anymore. nobody else would see them anyway.

the man sighed and he shook his head at leon's words. "fine. we can go into the lake naked, you perv." [name] added with a small laugh before he started making his way to the lake.

leon was a little caught off-guard by the sudden name calling. he froze a bit before he registered what his friend had actually called him. his whole body started to heat up a little before he called out back to [name]. "hey, i am not a pervert!" he yelled, running after his friend. all leon got in response was a laugh from his friend.

once the two were by the edge of the lake, [name] turned to face leon. he had a teasing smile on his face as he looked at the other man. "don't look at me whilst i'm getting undressed, okay? i know you're going to want to take a peek anyway." he said before he turned around, starting to remove his articles of clothing.

leon's whole body warmed up once more. he didn't think [name] would get straight to it. he thought there would be a little hesitation before the other got undressed, but no! there was no hesitation!

"yeah right.." leon muttered as he turned around, trying not to stare at his friend's back. he started taking off his own clothes, still a little flustered by the whole idea of getting into the lake with [name], naked. [name] was just his friend though, so he shouldn't be feeling this nervous. but, leon was feeling very nervous. it was as if he was back in highschool, handing someone a love letter. but, he wasn't. he was simply going to go swimming with his best friend. there was nothing to be nervous about.

leon then heard a sudden splash of the water, so he turned to look at the lake. it was just [name] who just happened to be fully undressed and already in the water, not worrying like leon was in that moment.

"you're taking too long leon, hurry up! this was your idea in the first place!" [name] called out, swimming further into the lake as he waited for leon.

as soon as [name] said that, leon removed his last items of clothing. he almost stumbled into the water out of sheer excitement, but luckily he didn't. he got in normally, swimming all the way over to [name].

leon swam infront of [name], smiling at his friend. his eyes caught notice of the scars that adorned [name]'s chest. they were prominent, and almost illuminated by the moonlight. leon thought that they were beautiful, that they could even rival the starry night sky that enveloped the two in that very moment.

"you're staring." [name] whispered softly, a small chuckle escaping his lips soon after. leon immediately felt ten times more embarrassed than he had before. just why did he have to get caught staring?

"you know.." [name] mumbled, looking down at his own chest. leon was now interested with what [name] was going to say next. "when i first got these, i used to hate them." he admitted.

leon was surprised, shocked even. he was about to rival [name]'s statement to say something about how they're something that should be cherised, but he decided to stay quiet. this wasn't his story to tell, it was [name]'s.

"i felt.. weird. disgusted even." [name] continued, a small frown forming on his lips as he spoke and remembered the events after he got his top surgery. "i didn't feel like a real man because i believed 'no man has scars like these'. but i realised that wasn't true, so i grew to love them. they make me, me. and i'm a man at the end of the day." [name] hummed, his frown being replaced with a smile.

"yeah.. they're perfect. just like you." leon whispered in response, not realising what he had just slipped out.

[name] looked up, meeting leon's eyes. a small smirk played on his lips as he raised an eyebrow at his friend. "you think i'm perfect? that's.. sweet. i think you're perfect too." he replied.

leon's eyes widened as he heard what [name] had just said. he opened his mouth, a few stutters escaping but no coherent words or sentences. he couldn't believe he had just said that. he looks away from [name], closing his mouth as he smiled to himself nervously and awkwardly.

[name] swam a little closer to leon, their chests almost touching. he then put a finger under leon's chin, making the other man look him directly in the eyes once again.

"why are you getting so embarrassed for?" [name] asked. "there's no need. you spoke your mind, and i spoke mine in return." he smiled at the blonde.

the pair were so close to eachother now. their breaths were mixing, their scents intertwining and their eyes twinkling as they stared at eachother - rivaling the stars that shone in the sky.

before one of them registered it, their lips were already touching. there was no warning to it, only the collision of their lips. it was perfect, just like everything else about the place.

leon pulled back after a few seconds, looking at [name] with a nervous smile. that wasn't what he was expecting to get out of this trip, but he didn't mind it at all. in fact, it was the best thing about the whole trip.

"i didn't know that you-" leon started before he was cut off by [name] pressing their lips together once again. leon shut his eyes tightly and he just let [name] lead the way. he let himself get kissed over, and over, and over again. if it was [name], he wouldn't mind it one bit.

this time, [name] pulled away and he smiled at leon. "yes, i do like you. a lot. i think we've established that now." [name] chuckled, moving his arms to wrap around leon. leon did the same to [name].

"well, i like you a lot too. i'm glad that's out of the way." leon hummed, leaning into [name] once again to get a kiss. however, [name] pulled back playfully, wanting to keep leon on his toes.

"don't get too ahead of yourself." he laughed, still smiling at leon. "i just wanted to know what this makes us, then we can get back to kissing." [name] explained, and leon nodded in response.

leon thought for a moment, holding [name] a little tighter than before. "boyfriends. only if that's what you want though." he grinned, albeit a little nervously.

"i wouldn't of kissed you if that wasn't what i wanted." [name] mumbled before he leaned in to kiss leon once more.

the two kept kissing in the moonlight for quite a while. they held eachother tightly and closely, not wanting to let go of the other. everything about it was just perfect. the two of them couldn't stop thinking about how perfect everything was between them.

after a few more kisses, [name] pulled away. he was breathing a little heavily, but he quickly managed to regain his breathing to it's normal state.

"i'm getting cold now. last one out of the lake doesn't get any kisses." [name] grinned before let go of leon. he then splashed the other man before he swam back to shore to grab all of his clothes.

"wha- hey! that's not fair and it doesn't make any sense?!" leon yelled, wiping the water out of his face. "the other person wouldn't be getting any kisses too, you idiot!" he says before he also starts swimming back to shore. and, yet again, all [name] can do was laugh.

everything was perfect, if it wasn't obvious. the scenery, the confession and the kisses. the two wouldn't of had it any other way under the moonlight.

- author's note: hope you guys enjoyed <3 this is written with re2 leon in mind ! re2 leon my beloved <3

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hi uhdmdn............. i saw ur reqs was open and i thought maybe u could do bbg Sephiroth with a blind reader? I just need sum domestic Seph rn..... give me tooth rotting fluff till i eat my pillow..... frothing even..... u can do this req anytime u want when ur free ofc!!

☆ his eyes

sephiroth x male reader [he / him]

sypnosis: above.

the lowercase is intentional !

sephiroth practically acted as [name]'s eyes around the home. he helped with a lot of the cooking, chores and anything else that needed doing. he didn't mind doing these things, of course. he did them out of love for [name]. he wouldn't want his partner getting into some accidents, even if [name] was very aware of his surroundings in the home.

sephiroth loved taking care of [name]. not because his partner was blind or anything. not at all. [name] was quite frankly able to take care of himself, his impaired vision didn't take away his abilities of being capable to look after himself one bit. yet, sephiroth loved taking care of [name] because he loved [name]. he was a truly sweet man (under all of the murderous intent of course).

[name] was walking around the kitchen, wanting to grab something. he searches for the cupboard he needed with his hands as his touch was one of his heightened senses. once [name] found the cupboard, he reached to open it only to find the door bumping into his head. but, the corner was soft. it didn't actually feel like the wood it was made out of.

the cupboard door had actually hit sephiroth's hand. sephiroth placed his hand against the corner of the door just incase something happened, like a natural instinct or something. he was glad he didn't have to see [name] walking around with a bruise on his head for the rest of the day.

[name] hummed and he turned over to where he could sense sephiroth's presense. he smiled and looked up at the other man. "thank you." [name] whispered softly, truly grateful that he had sephiroth by his side at all times.

"you don't have to thank me." sephiroth replied, a smile forming on his own lips as he looked over at [name]. "i am just doing what i can to help you." he said before leaning over to press a kiss on [name]'s forehead.

"you do more than enough for me." [name] chuckled, shaking his head at sephiroth's words. "but.. if you want to help me out more can you pass me one of the bowls? i don't want to risk bumping my head again." the man continued.

sephiroth nodded and he took the bowl out for [name], placing it down on the kitchen counter for him. [name] heard the bowl being placed down, so he searched for it once again before picking it up.

"i was thinking of baking something, if you'd help me get the ingredients. you can be my eyes like you so desperately wish to be." [name] hummed. he tilted his head over to where he thought sephiroth was before. he then waited for a reply from the man, although he already knew sephiroth was going to help him.

"of course. do you even have to ask?" sephiroth let out a little chuckle, and so did [name] in response. it was true, [name] didn't really need to ask if he needed help from sephiroth anymore. sephiroth was always in the room if [name] was in it, so he'd always be in on anything [name] was doing.

[name] walked over to another cupboard, holding out his hands before he reached for the handle of it. he then opened it, this time ducking his head down slightly to not hit himself or sephiroth.

"i need some flour.. sugar.. eggs.. butter.." [name] mumbled, waiting for sephiroth to get them. sephiroth nodded and he went to go get them for [name] from the opened cupboard and the fridge.

once sephiroth had all the ingredients, he placed them on the counter. he followed each of [name]'s instructions about how much of each item was needed. he placed each ingredient into a seperate bowl for [name].

"what are you planning on making? cake?" sephiroth asked as he poured out all of the ingredients. it definitely did seem like they were making a cake, not that sephiroth was complaining though. in fact, he quite liked baking if it was with [name].

[name] nodded in response, a little hum coming out of him too. "yes, a cake. hopefully it'll be good." [name] smiled, already imagining the fluffiness of the cake on his tongue.. he couldn't wait until this cake was finished. he didn't even have the ingredients ready though.

the man walked over to the counter, guiding by the subtle sounds of sephiroth pouring and measuring out ingredients. [name] took out a large bowl and he started pouring some of the ingredients in that sephiroth named him each step of the way. he was glad he had sephiroth to help him.

[name] took a whisk and he started mixing the batter together. it was taking him quite some time, so sephiroth stood behind to help. sephiroth practically ended up enveloping [name], putting his hands over the other man's to help him mix. a small chuckle was heard from [name] as he continued mixing.

"you don't have to do that, my love. i'm capable of mixing this by myself.." [name] added, a smile still on his face as he allowed sephiroth to help him stir. [name] didn't try to push sephiroth off of him, or make him stop helping. he appreciated the sentiment deeply that sephiroth wanted to spend time with him, that sephiroth wanted to share his warmth and love.

"i know you are, you don't have to keep telling me." sephiroth replied, a small chuckle escaping his own lips. he then pressed a kiss to the top of [name]'s head as they mixed the cake batter together.

soon enough, all of the ingredients were encorperated together. all that was left was to put it in the oven - which sephiroth gladly helped [name] do.

[name] wrapped his arms around sephiroth after the cake was placed in the oven. he burried his face into his lover's chest, not wanting to escape it. ever.

"thank you for helping.. for always being here for me." [name] whispered into sephiroth's chest. sephiroth smiled in response, feeling the vibrations of [name]'s words go through him.

the silver haired man started to stroke his lover's head tenderly, enjoying the peaceful moment they were both in. it was definitely quite the euphoric experience for both of them. it always was whenever they were around eachother.

"it's no problem, dear. i'll always be here for you. just call my name and i'm all yours." sephiroth responded, a smile on his lips as he looked down at his lover. he continued stroking [name]'s head, feeling content just by having the other man in his arms.

"i love you.. thank you for being my vision in a world where i am incapable of seeing." [name] whispered back, keeping his face planted in sephiroth's chest. he truly meant what he was saying, and he wanted sephiroth to know how he was feeling too.

sephiroth kissed the top of [name]'s head before he replied once more. "of course. i love you too, [name]. we're married for a reason - to be there for eachother no matter what, even if that means me being your vision. me being your eyes." sephiroth spoke softly.

[name] smiled and he squeezed sephiroth tighter than he did before. "i love you so much." the man repeated, and the two lovers kept arguing over who loved eachother more before the cake almost burnt...

- author's note: you know.. i don't actually like sephiroth (i even have a plush of him what is this...) 😭 but for you anon i shall write 😻. i hope you liked this though! hope this was domestic enough for you <3

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hey-hey! i hope you're doing well, love your writing <3

if you can, could i ask for the ffxv boys (prompto, noctis, ignis, gladio) with a male reader who's in a band? preferably implied to be a poly romantic thing with them (unless you don't do poly, platonic is good!) you can pick whatever format you feel like! :]

☆ our boy's in a band

ffxv boys x male reader [he / him]

sypnosis: above.

the lowercase is intentional !

"i can't wait to see him!" prompto's voice echoed throughout the halls, he was clearly excited about something. ignis hummed and nodded in agreement, so did noctis.

"yeah, he looked amazing tonight." gladio responded to prompto's comment, letting out a small sigh as an image in his mind appeared about this 'he'.

the men kept walking through the hallways, backstage in a venue. they were all giddy, and practically buzzing with excitement just to see this 'he'.

eventually, the group reached a dressing room. ignis decided to knock lightly on the door, waiting for a response or for someone to open the door for him and the group behind him.

a few seconds pass, but the door creaks open. a man is standing at the other side of the door, looking quite tired but his face lights up as soon as he sees the men infront of him.

"[name]!" the group call out, all rushing to hug the man. they all throw themselves on top of [name], each trying to steal a kiss from their boyfriend.

a light chuckle escaped [name]'s lips as he tried to pull his boyfriend's off. he wanted his space, a little air to breathe and preferably a warning if he was to get crushed once again.

"well it's good to see you all too." [name] finally spoke up, a smile on his face as he looks over at the group infront of him. they all looked back in awe, prompto rushing to hog [name] for himself.

"oh babe! you looked so good out there today! you were so amazing!" prompto cooed, squeezing [name] as tightly as he could before someone else stole him away. [name] smiled at prompto and gave him a quick peck on the lips. "thank you." [name] whispered back.

then, gladio pulled [name] out of prompto's arms so the man could rest in his own muscular arms. "you were so handsome and sexy up on that stage." gladio purred, placing a few kisses to [name]'s neck. [name] responded with a few laughs, finding the way gladio's facial hair scratched his neck to be quite ticklish.

"yes, you were quite fascinating on stage my dear." ignis piped up, walking towards [name] to place a kiss on his forehead. ignis then moved gladio's arms off of [name], worried the poor man might get squished. instead, ignis let gladio hold onto his hand.

noctis was the last one to come up to [name], wrapping his arms around his boyfriend to nuzzle himself in the other man's neck. he seemed to be more tired than [name] even though he wasn't the one performing.

"mhm.." noctis hummed in agreement to what everyone else said previously. he just seemed to be more interested in getting home to sleep, just like [name].

"you two look very tired." ignis comments, taking a look at his partner's faces. there's a small frown wanting to form on ignis' lips. his heart aches as he sees how tired noctis and [name] look. "i guess we should get going now. unless you have to go get your fans to cheer for you again, [name]?" ignis asked, almost as if he was teasing his boyfriend.

[name] rolled his eyes, letting his own arms wrap around noctis. "no, i don't need to have my fans cheer for me." [name] responded to ignis with a hum. "the only people i need to cheer for me are you guys." [name] smirked.

prompto started to holler at [name]'s words, gladio and ignis joining in with laughs of their own. prompto then practically jumps over to [name], giving him a kiss on the lips. noctis groans and he pushes prompto away, wanting to be the only one in [name]'s arms right now.

"well, if that's the case i think we can go to the car and drive home, yes?" ignis suggests and all of the men nod along to him. "let's go then." ignis continues, taking hold of prompto's hand to drag him to the car.

gladio walked over to [name], shaking noctis off of him to pick up the other man. "a reward for your impressive work today, my prince." gladio smirked, kissing [name]'s forehead and picking him up.

noctis groans once again, glaring at gladio for stealing away his warmth. he just sighed, not bothering with his boyfriend. he just followed him, and his other boyfriends, to the car.

the group walked over to the car, squeezing inside as best as they could. ignis started driving off back home, engaging in conversation with his boyfriends. they all laughed and talked with eachother on the way home.

suddenly, [name] realised something and his eyes widened.

"oh shit. i forgot all my stuff back in the dressing room.." [name] mumbled.

ignis immediately stopped the car and he turned back around. everyone groaned and sighed at [name], shaking their heads.

"[name]!" prompto whined, turning around in his seat and pouting at his boyfriend. "how could you!" prompto continued, acting as if [name] had done the worst thing in the world.

"it's not my fault you guys dragged me out of the dressing room so quickly! it's not my fault you guys wanted to see me and snuggle up to me so badly!" [name] chuckled at prompto. the blonde pouted, turning back around in his seat with his arms crossed over our chest.

"i guess we were just too eager to see our band boy." gladio teased, pressing a kiss to [name]'s cheek. noctis and ignis hummed in agreement, ignis continuing to drive back to the venue.

the group couldn't wait for [name]'s next performance, to have another moment like this. but, they hoped [name] wouldn't end up leaving his stuff again.

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hiiii I love your stuff and wanted to make a request. is it possible to get an accidental confession from the reader where we're either talking to ignis or whoever you choose about how we have feelings for either prompto or noctis and they over hear us talking about them? you can choose whoever or both. have a good day/night<3

thanks for requesting!

☆ not so secret

noctis lucis caelum x male reader [he / him]

sypnosis: above.

the lowercase is intentional !

[name] paced around, waiting for ignis to finish talking to gladio so he could get some advice of his own. his brain was rattling around in his head, different thoughts squirming around as he stood there, consumed by his own thoughts. he need to talk to ignis, and quick.

after what felt like centuries, ignis was finally done talking to gladio. [name] took this opportunity and he quickly rushed over to the cook, not wanting anyone else to steal his chance.

"ignis. we need to talk about something. something.. serious. i don't know who else to tell, i feel like you'd be the best guy out of all of us to talk to." [name] rambled, voice rushing to finish it's sentence - just how the thoughts were rushing around [name]'s mind.

ignis nodded in response to his friend's rambling, seemingly quite concerened now for his friend. what could of happened? surely it wasn't something bad, right? because [name] surely looked distressed.

"yes, of course. you can come to me for anything, [name]." ignis said, giving [name] a small smile. he hoped it would somehow reassure him, or calm his nerves about this hidden situation to an extent. "now, what is it that you wanted to talk about?" ignis asked.

[name] took a deep breath, trying to calm down his racing mind. it seemed to work, or well at least for the time being. he could talk to ignis and not worry about his looming anxiety about the topic.

[name] cleared his throat, eyes focusing on the ground briefly before he looked up. he leaned in a little closer to ignis and he finally spoke. "i like noctis, romantically i mean. i just.. i just don't know if he feels the same. he has luna, a perfect, fairy tale ending to his story." [name] speaks, eyes trailing down to the floor once again. "no prince or king runs off with another prince, he always ends up with a princess - marrying her so she'd be his queen." [name] mumbles, clearly disappointed by the situation he has been put in because of his feelings.

ignis' eyes widen for a brief second as he takes in the initial shock after learning the news. his eyes then soften and he looks at [name] sympathetically, trying to make sure his friend doesn't worry about this 'boy drama' he has gotten himself into.

"i would've never thought you liked noct, but thinking back on it now it definitely makes sense." ignis chuckles slightly, shaking his head as he thinks of all the moments that had been shared between noctis and [name] over the years. it was clear that their bond was that beyond friendship - but to what extent? nobody knows yet.

throughout the years that all the men knew eachother, it was obvious that [name] and noctis were the closest. they'd always end up hanging out more, having more to say to eachother, or even having more secrets between eachother. it was clear that the two men cared for one another a fair deal.

yet, there was always a hint of something more.

there had always been a little glint in [name]'s eye whenever noctis was mentioned, or vice versa. there was always a smile, or a special applaud that the pair had for one another that they didn't have for anyone else. it was always clear that the relationship between the two was more than platonic.

even some of their friends caught up with all the signs. prompto was really the first one to notice, he even started to tease noctis about it. he'd often say how great of a couple the prince and [name] would be, and as of late he had been saying that noctis should marry [name] and not luna. noctis always brushed it off, however. he tried to act nonchalant, but there was always a blush on his cheeks whenever he heard the mention of his friends name.

whilst the conversation between ignis and [name] was occuring, noctis couldn't help but try and listen in. of course, his intentions were merely innocent. he had heard his name escape his friend's lips, and wanted to see if something was wrong. what he did not expect however, was for [name] to be confessing his feelings for him to ignis. noctis was perplexed.

the ravenette stood there in shock for a few seconds. he tried to process everything he had just heard, trying to see if he was just making things up. but no. he wasn't. [name] truly liked noctis romantically, and noctis felt his heart swelling as he heard the words fall out of [name]'s lips.

after gaining the courage, noctis decided to approach his friends. he stood besides [name] and smiled at the other man softly. it was the special smile he had only reserved for [name], none of his other friends. yet, this time the smile looked a bit different. it was as if the smiled was filled with an aspect of love and hope.

"i overheard what you said, [name]." noctis whispered as he stood besides his friend. ignis decided to take this as his queue to leave. he didn't even have to play the matchmaker, his friends were going to do that all themselves without his help.

[name] looked at noctis and he felt a little hot. perhaps it was from embarrassment, or perhaps it was even from the anticipation, the ever so painful longing of loving a friend.

"you did? oh fuck me.." [name] chuckled, shaking his head slightly as a nervous smile filled his features. noctis wanted to reply with something crude, but he decided to hold of for the time being. he'd say such things when they'd actually get together.

"i believe this prince doesn't need a princess.. another prince will do just fine for him." noctis replied, a smile on his lips to conquer the one [name] had. "that is.. if you're willing to have this prince?" the ravenette continued, holding out his hand for [name].

[name] nodded and he took noct's hand, taking a step forward to hug his friend. well, they weren't actually friends anymore. they were more than that now. they were practically soulmates, in all platonic and romantic senses.

"yes.. i am willing to have you and your offer of us being princes together." [name] hummed, feeling content as he held the prince in his arms. he just felt so relieved he didn't have to hide a part of him anymore. it was all out in the open.

noctis gracefully accepted the hug, his own arms going around [name]'s body. he wasn't sure what label to put on his relationship with [name] at the moment, but he was sure to find out. it was sure to be something that fit too, something that represented the two of them greatly.

"thank you." noctis whispered, pressing a small kiss to [name]'s cheek. the prince then earned a flurry of kisses to his face after that.

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☆ with you, eternally

astarion x male reader [he / him]

sypnosis: (spawn) astarion decides to step out into the sun after his partner passes away so they could be together forever. (meant to be viewed as romantic)

the lowercase is intentional !

- warnings: character death

it had been a while since all the mindflayers and the tadpoles and the brain. actually, it had been years. decades had already come and go since then, and astarion couldn't tell that so long had already passed.

yet, so many things reminded him that time was going past.

[name] was aging, gracefully in fact. astarion loved all the wrinkles that adorned his lover's skin, or the greys that streaked [name]'s hair. those small details helped remind astarion that the world was still progressing, that he wasn't stuck in one place dreading for his end like when he was with cazador. though, it did feel like he was stuck in time, but that was because he was with [name]. he always felt as if he was stuck in slow motion with him, never wanting the days, weeks, months and years to come to an end.

but, as time progressed, [name]'s health started to decline. it wasn't anytning at first, he was perfectly fine. yet, when the wrinkles started growing deeper and when he'd get ill more often astarion knew something was up. he knew that his time with [name] wasn't going to last long. it wasn't going to in the first place anyway. astarion was cursed with immortality, whilst [name] was blessed with mortality.

astarion looked over at his lover, watching as their gaze was focused on the window outside. it was getting harder for [name] to do simple tasks on his own such as walking, eating and other mundane tasks that he had brushed past during his younger years. of course, astarion helped [name] every step of the way. he wanted to spend every moment with [name], even if it could be their last one together.

[name] looked over at astarion, noticing that someone's gaze was on him. "i don't understand why you still sit and stare at me.. i'm far too old for you to still find me attractive." [name] laughed lightheartedly. he then started coughing, making astarion's eyes widen and ears perk up out of worry and fear.

once [name] stopped coughing, astarion sighed. "i still find you attractive, dear. i'll always find you as dashing as the first day i met you, even if you were a pile of mush." astarion responded, a small smile on his face even though it pained him to see what [name] was going through.

"you are too kind.." [name] laughed a little again, his breathing deep and slow as his eyes trailed back to the window. "i'm honestly.. surprised you're still here with me. i could die at any moment, yet you stay by my side even though you can live forever." [name] whispered, his voice carried with a twinge of sadness to astarion.

astarion felt himself frowning. he didn't like where this conversation was going, not one bit. he didn't like the idea of [name] leaving him so soon, he couldn't bear it. he didn't want someone to leave him, he didn't want to be alone.

sure, astarion could've always made some effort to find an immortal lover like himself. yet, he made no such efforts to do so. [name] was his, for forever. no matter if [name] was a mere mortal or not.

"my dear, i will stay by you for as long as i will roam the earth." astarion replies, his own voice coming out as a whisper. he kneels infront of [name], taking their hand in his own before he pressed his lips to the hand. "whether you are dying, or well, i will always be by your side. i could never leave you." astarion mumbled as he pressed another kiss to [name]'s hand.

[name] hummed, turning his head back so he could look down at astarion with a small smile. "thank you, my love." the man responds, voice croaky and hoarse from the old age.

"there's no point of sharing this.. immortality of mine if i couldn't share it with you." astarion whispers, trying to refrain himself from tearing up. "even if it's just for a glimpse, a brief part of my life but all of yours.. i wouldn't want it any other way." astarion admits, looking up at [name] with a smile. yet, behind the smile were broken eyes full of pain and grief for what's to come.

[name] stares down at astarion in awe from his words. he feels touched and warmed by his lover's words. "my love.. you don't know how much i appreciate your words. you don't know how much i appreciate you.. how much i appreciate you sticking by my side.." the old man speaks, voice wavering and shaking.

astarion presses his forehead against [name]'s hand, using his own hand to squeeze theirs. he tries to keep himself from letting tears spill, but it's too late. a few start to fall onto [name]'s hand, then more and more fall onto the hand the floor.

[name] takes his free hand and he strokes astarion's cheek with it, trying to get him to look up. "don't cry, my love. i'm not gone yet.." [name] adds, a small chuckle leaving his lips as he spoke to try and lighten the mood. he just didn't want to come to terms that he'd be leaving astarion so soon.

astarion looked up and he nodded, wiping his face with his sleeve. he tried to calm down before he spoke again, he didn't want to look weak now. he couldn't act weak now. he still had to be there for [name], and [name] wasn't gone yet.

"can you lead me to the bedroom, please? i think i need to go and take a nap." [name] asks, moving the topic of conversation along. he didn't want to dampen the mood any further, the air was already thick with sorrow after all.

astarion nodded and he got up, brushing the dust off of his knees. the vampire spawn then took [name]'s arms, helping him walk over to the bedroom. once they arrived into the bedroom, astarion helped his lover onto the bed. he tucked [name] in, pressing a kiss to their wrinkled forehead before he got in next to them.

"i love you, my little star. i always will, even when my candle goes out." [name] whispers, closing his eyes slowly so he could get his rest.

astarion rested his head on [name]'s chest, listening to his slow heartbeat. "i love you, forever and always my dear." astarion whispers back, a smile on his lips as he tries to not think about what the future holds for them.

a few hours pass, and astarion moves to see if [name] is awake. the man should've woken up a while ago, his naps weren't always this long. maybe [name] was just feeling extra drowsy? astarion didn't want to think of anything else.

astarion lifts his head and he sees that [name]'s chest has stopped moving up and down. surely he's just seeing things, right? astarion just stares for a few seconds and he gulps. there's no breathing.

the vampire spawn reaches out and grabs [name]'s hand. it's cold. yes, [name] had recently been growing colder and colder, not being the same firey warmth astarion was used to. but, this time the coldness was different. it was almost as if [name] was a solid block of ice. maybe it was because there was a breeze in the room? that was surely it, right?

astarion rests his head on [name]'s chest once again to confirm his suspicions. he needs to be 100% sure of something before he jumps to conclusions. and there it is.. [name] no longer has a pulse. there's no longer a heartbeat astarion can hear to remind him that his lover is alive.

"no.." astarion mumbles, lifting his head up once more to take a look at his dearest. "no, no, no.." astarion shakes his head, trying to blink away incoming tears but it's no use. his love is gone. nothing can bring him back. no tears, no cries or screams are going to bring [name] back. there was absolutely nothing. [name]'s candle had been blown out, and too early for astarion's liking. there was so much unspoken words, so many things astarion could've said and things he wanted to say. but it was too late.

astarion started bawling. he gripped tightly onto his dead lover's body, not letting it go. it was as if he was protecting it from some unknown entity, scared they were going to take away [name] from him. but, they already had.

"no.. [name] why?!" astarion sobbed into [name]'s chest. he couldn't even let out any proper tears, he was silently crying, screaming even, into [name]'s unbeating chest.

astarion's mind and heart rattle inside of him. they wrestle, trying to get astarion to listen, to do one thing that they offer. yet, astarion does not budge. he does not hear his heart or his mind. the only thing he can hear is his silent crying into [name]'s chest, the sound he desperately didn't want to hear until years into the future.

the vampire's mind screams and yells at him, telling him that astarion should join him. his mind screams that they could be together forever if astarion just joined him. but how? there was no possible way for astarion to join [name], as much as he wanted to.

yet, there was a solution. the sun.

astarion was only a spawn, he couldn't walk out in the sun without a fear of being burnt into a crisp. the only method of him joining [name] would be walking out into the sun or getting staked in the heart. astarion opted for the sun.

astarion let go of [name]'s body, running out of the house and into the sun. the golden hues kissed his pale skin, until they started to burn. piece by piece, astarion started to flow away as ash. the ash littered the sky, almost telling a story of the words astarion wanted to say, the story of his tragedy.

perhaps it was a spur of the moment thing, a stupid, silly idea that astarion shouldn't of acted upon. but it was too late now. astarion could now finally be with [name], eternally. they could finally be together until the end of time.

astarion didn't want anything else, just to be with [name] forever and always.

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☆ a dance for two

wyll ravengard x male reader [he / him]

sypnosis: a ball is being held in baldur's gate, and of course the blade of frontiers is invited. wyll brings along his newly-wed husband, [name], along with him which leads them to share a dance. (meant to be viewed as romantic)

the lowercase is intentional !

being the blade of frontiers, and duke ravengard's son, wyll was invited to many balls, parties and festivals. it was what he grew up with, it was what he was accustomed to.

however, what wyll wasn't accustomed to was actually having a dance, let alone a date, to any of these events. but, that all changed once wyll met [name].

after the nautiloid crash, the two men had hit it off. they got closer during their adventures, sharing stories of their pasts and hopes for the future. they shared a few dances together and a few kisses before it was finally made official. the two started to travel as lovers through the lands of

the two had been through it all, and it felt like they could get through more. so, of course, wyll proposed. it wasn't anything expensive or fancy - but it was special. it was special and unique for wyll and [name]. they didn't need anything other than eachother. they were enough for eachother.

time went by and the couple had gotten married. they defeated the absolute, helped fix eachother, settled down and had a nice ceremony. family, friends and loved ones were invited to the ceremony - and it felt like all of baldur's gate almost showed up.

of course, after the wedding, wyll was reinvited to many parties as the blade of frontiers. the buildings in baldur's gate were all repaired after the fight with the absolute, so more people started hosting parties and galas and balls to celebrate. wyll was practically invited to each one of them.

being newly wed, wyll decided to ask [name] to come along with him to these events. [name] accepted, a bright grin on his face as he did so. how could he ever say no to his husband?

and so, the two of them went off to each event they were invited to in baldur's gate.

one night, wyll and [name] were invited to quite the prestigious party. many lords, royals, and people of the sort came along. that meant that wyll was automatically invited.

the two arrived at the party. a large house, if you could even call it that anymore due to the sheer size of it, was infront of them. colours of gold, white, and other prestigious colours were draped on every surface. [name] hadn't ever seen such a sight before, but he was glad he could share it with his husband.

the two men entered the building where many were talking amongst themselves. it was all conversations about business, riches or whatever people talked about in situations like these. [name] was just mesmerised by everything in that moment that he wasn't paying attention.

wyll took [name]'s hand in his own, shooting the other male a smile as they advanced forward. they reached a table that was decorated with expensive food and drink. everything at this event was tailored to the people and the actual building - being expensive and luxurious as possible.

wyll picked out a few things from the table and he handed them to [name]. they were most of [name]'s favourite things. wyll just wanted to see [name] smile more.

[name] took the items from wyll eagerly, a bright smile on his face as he did so. it was the very smile that wyll wanted to see. [name] immediately started eating the food, and drinking the drinks. he savoured every last bit of them. after all, it was expensive and something to be enjoyed.

wyll smiled back as he saw the light of his life smile. it was perfect, just what he needed to keep himself smiling and feeling happy. he felt like he could engrave his husband's smile into his brain forever and never think of anything else again.

[name] peers over at wyll briefly, raising an eyebrow at the man. "you seem to be deep in thought. is something wrong, love?" [name] questioned, brows furrowing as he waited for a response from his husband.

wyll chuckled and he shook his head, still smiling a little at [name]. "nothing's wrong, my dear. i'm just thinking of your smile and how i love it and you so much." wyll replied with a hum.

[name] scoffed in return, rolling his eyes playfully. his face softened and he returned to smiling after wyll had complemented him.

"why thank you, love. i must say i love your smile and you so much too." [name] retorted back, putting his plate down onto the table. he takes a few steps forward to kiss wyll on the forehead. "i love you so, so much." [name] mutters against wyll's forehead.

wyll opens his mouth to reply, but there's a sudden change in the atmosphere.

the music being played by the orchestra has changed, the lighting of the hall has dimmed. everything seems slower and more intimate. the mood was perfect for a slow dance. dance - one of wyll's specialities.

wyll lets out a deep breath, before he looks at [name], flashing his husband a smile. his eyes were already giving away what he wanted to ask.

"will you take this dance, dear?" wyll asks, holding a hand out for [name] to take. immediately and without hesitation, [name] takes wyll's hand in his own.

the warlock then leads [name] to the clearing in the hall where many couples were already dancing. the two join the other couples and get ready to share their own slow dance.

wyll puts a hand on [name]'s side, the other holding [name]'s hand. [name] knows what to do after this, having danced with wyll many times at their camp. he places a hand on wyll's shoulder, whilst the other is clasped in wyll's own hand.

the couple sway in time to the music, wyll guiding [name] in case he still felt unsure about dancing. yet, this just came so naturally for both of them. it was as if they had spent their whole lives dancing together, having their bodies molded perfectly so they fit outstandingly whilst dancing. everything about the couple just seemed perfect. but perfect to them just meant being with the other.

"i love this.. these dances with you." wyll whispers into [name]'s ear as they kept dancing. it felt as if they were the only couple dancing. it felt as if they were the only people in the room. it felt as if the world revolved around them in that moment. it was absolutely perfect.

"and most importantly.." wyll continues, a smile playing at his lips. "i love you. i don't think i'd be here right now if it wasn't for you, so thank you." wyll whispers again, pressing a quick peck to [name]'s lips.

once the warlock pulls away, [name] smiles and he starts his response to his husband. "i'd like to thank you too, for always being by my side and making the world seem perfect whenever you're with me." [name] hums, leaning forward to give wyll another peck. "i love you too." [name] whispers as he pulls away.

the two keep dancing. they stare into eachother's eyes as they do so, unable to look away for even a second. they are so captivated and mesmirised by eachother, it would make any other couple jealous of the loge the two men shared. their love was unstoppable.

once the music started to come to an end, wyll leaned in once again and he kissed [name]. it wasn't a quick peck like before, it was a tender kiss this time. the kiss was full of love, speaking greater than words ever could. it held a weight that nothing else ever could, that no words ever could.

wyll pulled away, chuckling to himself lightly. "as much as we kiss day to day, your lips never fail to get me flustered." he admits, feeling all warm and lovesick inside. only [name] could make him feel such a way.

[name] grinned and he kissed wyll's cheek in response. he too felt warm and giddy inside after all of wyll's words and actions. he never wanted them to end. [name] was just so glad that he was married to wyll now. wyll was his, and [name] was wyll's. that was how it was always meant to be. that's how it's going to be like forever.

"i hope we get to share more dances, dear. you're the only partner i want, in life and for dancing." wyll mutters before he kisses [name]'s lips again, letting the fading music drone out in the moment. all he cared about was [name] in that moment and no one else.

☆ author's note: i LOVE wyll. he is my husband for real !! larian is not giving wyll the treatment he deserves 😒

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☆ stolen glances

re2 ! leon kennedy x male reader [he / him]

sypnosis: ever since leon joined the rpd, he continues to catch his colleague, [name] staring at him. however, leon isn't sure why but he's determined to find out [name]'s reasoning. (meant to be viewed as romantic)

the lowercase is intentional !

- no outbreak au, just normal rookie leon

it hadn't been that long since leon joined the rpd. he had wanted the job for ages, and he finally got it. he couldn't of been happier once he heard the news that he got accepted, or when it was his first day on the job.

however, whenever leon was at the station doing less skilled jobs or paperwork he couldn't help but notice someone staring. not once, not twice, but multiple times. he didn't understand why this person kept staring at him or looking his way all the time. did he do something wrong? did he say something wrong? leon didn't understand. all he tried to do was be friendly towards everyone, but it seemed that someone probably didn't like that.

soon enough, leon found out that the person always staring at him was [name]. he wasn't that much older than leon, they were around a similar age. and he was fairly new to the rpd too - just like leon.

but still, leon didn't understand why [name] kept staring. maybe [name] wanted to be friends? maybe [name] disliked leon and his staring was actually just glaring? maybe leon had something on his face all the time without realising? whatever it was, leon couldn't figure it out for the life of him.

leon started to grow uneasy, and quite tired of [name]'s unsolicited staring. the rookie finally had enough. he was going to put his foot down and confront [name] about it once and for all.

however, when he did end up confronting [name], the response leon received was truly unexpected.

"[name].." leon starts as he finally approached [name] during their lunch break. "can i talk to you?" the male asked, biting on the inside of his cheek after speaking as he waited for a response from [name].

the other male looked up at leon and nodded. he was a little confused, unsure what he had done wrong to make leon come over and talk to him. hopefully it wasn't something bad, but by the tone of leon's voice it was definitely something that had been upsetting and bothering the man for a while. [name] was nervous. he hadn't felt this uneasy in a while.

leon takes in a deep breath, trying to prepare himself for what he was going to say and how [name] was going to reply. he reassured himself mentally before speaking to his colleague again.

"do you.. do you hate me or something?" leon asked, a frown on his face as he looked at [name]. "i always catch you staring at me- glaring even. did i do something wrong? i'm sorry if i did something wrong i didn't mean to." leon continued, the words spilling out of his mouth as fast as rain fell out of the sky during a storm.

[name]'s eyes widened for a number of reasons. the first reason being that he didn't expect leon to want to talk about his staring, and the second reason being that leon thought his staring was a bad thing. a thing grown from hatred and malice.

truth be told, [name] didn't glare or stare at leon out of hate. he was just curious about him, and found the new cop quite cute too. he hoped that his staring and stolen glances from afar would help him get to know leon better. [name] also never would've guessed that leon actually knew that he was staring. god was [name] embarrassed now.

[name] opened his mouth to speak, but his mouth shut closed upon opening. he tried to talk, to say the words that were filling his mind now but he just couldn't. he felt too embarrassed and caught off guard to know how to respond properly. today officially marked the end of [name]'s short life.

"erm.. no.." [name] managed to get out, shaking his head as he finished his short sentence. "i don't hate you- seriously!" [name] said, hoping that his weak defense would convince leon someone. it didn't seem like it was working though.

leon narrowed his eyes at [name]. now he was the one glaring, not [name]. he wasn't buying the other cop's excuse, it wasn't even backed up yet. all [name] did was say that he didn't hate leon. sure, it did make leon feel a little relieved but he needed a bit more to go off from.

[name] sighed, realising that his words weren't going to get through to leon just yet. he'd need to say something more. he was going to actually have to confess the truth. this was definitely the end of [name].

"gods.. how do i explain this.." [name] mumbled to himself as he threw his head down, heat rising in his face as he felt so embarrassed. he definitely didn't want to explain this to leon. leon was going to hate him instead of him hating leon.

"i'm just.. really curious about you. i thought that maybe staring at you would somehow tell me something about you- that maybe i'd have the courage to talk to you or something." [name] rambled, meeting leon's blue eyes briefly as he spoke. he really hoped that leon wasn't going to find him any weird for confessing this. "i mean, it is hard to find the courage in yourself to talk to a cute guy, such as yourself." [name] slips out without realising.

leon's brows furrowed as he listened to what [name] was rambling on about. soon his stern expression was switched to one of shock. a red coloured his cheeks and his eyes softened as he now started at [name]. he couldn't believe what he had just heard. it was definitely not what he was expecting.

[name] tapped his fingers on his desk, waiting nervously for a reply from the rookie. he didn't want leon to think of him as a freak or something, that would be far from what [name] was trying to achieve from the beginning.

"oh.. i certainly wasn't expecting that." leon responded, scratching the back of his neck. he was flustered by [name]'s confession, and everything from the look on his face to his body language showed proof of that.

"so.. you think i'm cute? is that what i'm hearing?" leon asks, a smile on his lips as he looks at [name]. it was as if it was the only thing that he picked up from the whole rant [name] went on. but, of course, now it was [name]'s turn to be flustered.

[name] felt his whole body go stiff and hot at leon's response. all he could do was nod his head at the man before dropping it so his smile wouldn't show. he couldn't believe that leon was playing his game now.

"if you think i'm cute.. do you want to get coffee sometime?" leon asked, a small chuckle escaping his lips. [name] couldn't resist leon at all this point forward. was it because he embarrassed himself infront of leon? or was it just leon's simple charm? probably both.

"or tea- or something else of course!" leon continued, covering his mouth as he realised what he said. [name] was immediately pulled out of his thoughts as he heard leon speak. "i mean.. if you don't like coffee we can get something else of course!" leon carried on and on and on.

[name] looked at leon and he just took the rookie's hand in his own. he stared into leon's eyes and smiled.

"we can go get anything after this shift.. as long as it's not just you getting more stares from me.." [name] joked, shaking his head after. "although, i think after this date of ours, i think i'm going to be staring at you forever.." [name] mumbled, pressing a kiss to leon's hand.

oh how leon was completely estatic that he figured out the reason behind [name]'s stolen glances...

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☆ married man

kunikida doppo x male reader [he / him]

sypnosis: nobody at the agency knew that kunikida was married, and kunikida is reminded why he never tells anyone. (meant to be viewed as romantic)

the lowercase is intentional !

- warnings: suicide [mentioned once].

there was a ring always seated on kunikida's ring finger. many at the armed detective agency noticed it, but they didn't question the man on it. many wondered why kunikida had it on his finger in the first place, but they knew that if they asked about it they wouldn't get an answer. kunikida wasn't one to openly talk about his private life and matters.

of course, there were people like dazai who always questioned and annoyed kunikida. ever since dazai noticed the ring on his partner's finger, he didn't stop teasing the other about it.

"oh nice ring! it seems like you have a mrs don't you, kunikida?" dazai asked the blonde, a laugh escaping his lips after he finished speaking. the only answer dazai got was a grunt.

dazai also tried multiple times to look into kunikida's notebook, trying to pry for something about a spouse. his efforts were of no use, however. it seemed like kunikida was prepared for every situation regarding his colleagues (or rather just dazai) finding out about his spouse.

nobody, not even dazai, could crack kunikida into making him talk about the ring that he wore. no matter how much attempts were made, kunikida kept quiet, not letting even a single peep escape about a spouse.

however, on one unassuming day, a certain visitor came to the agency. it was a young man that nobody knew, perhaps a new client or person who needed the help of those with abilities. but, all those ideas were wrong. someone in the agency knew this man very well.

"i'm very sorry to disturb your hard work.. but kunikida left his lunch at home today." the man explained politely to dazai, who just happened to open the door for him, holding a wrapped bento box in his hands.

dazai's face turned into a wicked grin, knowing that he could take this as the opportunity to tease kunikida. this teasing was probably going to last forever now.

dazai could see the glint of a ring resting on the man's ring finger, and his grin only grew. the ring was similar to kunikida's and now everything made sense. this stranger and kunikida were married.

"kunikida!" dazai called out, turning to face the inside of the agency's office now. "there's someone here for you!" dazai continued to call out, trying to keep himself from laughing.

kunikida was confused, he didn't expect someone to be at the door for him. then again, he wouldn't be surprised if dazai was just lying to him about someone waiting for him.

the blonde haired man walked over to the front door, standing besides dazai to look at the person standing on the other side. kunikida was shocked, to say the less. he didn't expect his husband to be here of all people.

"[name]? love? what are you doing here?" kunikida muttered under his breath, trying to be subtle so dazai didn't hear what he had just said. of course, it was of no use. dazai heard what kunikida had said and his smirk just continued to grow.

"you forgot your lunch at home." [name] replied, a soft smile on his face as he held out the bento box for kunikida to take. [name]'s voice was clear, he wasn't muttering like how his husband was.

kunikida sighed and he took the box from [name]'s hands, smiling back at him before nodding. he was grateful that his husband was so kind and considerate, but now his secret was going to be spilled to everyone in the agency because of dazai's big mouth.

"thank you, love. i'll see you later at home, okay?" kunikida responded. he then leaned towards [name] and gave the other man a kiss on the forehead. he figured he might as well since dazai probably already knew what was going on.

then, [name] walked away from the agency and he made about his day as usual. he had no worries in the world currently, unlike his husband was going to have in a moment.

kunikida shut the door and he turned towards dazai, his eyes narrowed on the brunette. "you do not utter a word of this to anyone, got it?" kunikida spoke, his tone harsh and authoritative. it was a similar tone to that of when he was a maths teacher.

dazai just nodded to kunikida, putting on a facade that he was going to stick to kunikida's words. but, everyone and their mother knew that that was not going to be the case.

"did you guys know that-" dazai started speaking as he walked back into the agency's office. there was a wide smirk still plastered on his face. "kunikida has a husband!"

the brunette's voice was heard from multiple detectives. everyone turned to look at dazai, a few of them with shock on their faces - some more than others.

"oh? a husband?" yosano asks, raising an eyebrow as she looked over at kunikida. kunikida was standing not so far behind dazai, an unamused expression on his face. "i always figured you were married. i mean, the ring on your finger gives it away." yosano continues, grinning at the married man.

a string of whispers followed yosano's comments. the other members were all talking to eachother about this news, wanting to find out about kunikida's husband, wanting to meet the man too.

"i knew you were married this whole time, kunikida." ranpo continued speaking, standing up and giving the younger man a pat on the shoulder. "my detective skills helped me figure it out a while ago." ranpo hums.

"now that we know, it would be rude not to introduce us to the man of honour properly!" dazai said, putting an arm around kunikida's shoulder. kunikida immediately shrugged the other man off of him.

kunikida pushed up his glasses and he sighed, shaking his head at all of these comments. "you just met him, dazai. i don't need to, or quite frankly want to, let you met him again." kunikida muttered, looking down to narrow his eyes at dazai.

the man pouted back at his parter, the smirk now wiped off of his face. it seemed that his efforts had gone to waste. dazai was definitely upset now. he wanted to meet kunikida's husband, see if he was 'double suicide' material.

"what a shame!" dazai cried, wiping a fake tear off of his face as he slumped down onto the floor. he couldn't believe kunikida's hurtful words.

"what is your husband like, kunikida?" someone asked. "is he handsome?" another person asked. "can we please meet him?" dazai asked kunikida again.

kunikida just sighed for the nth time. he was now bombarded with questions about his partner, not having time to answer one before getting asked another.

and thus, kunikida was reminded why he had never mentioned his spouse in the first place.

☆ author's note: hope you guys enjoy :) kunikida is literally my husband.. we've been together for almost 3 years actually ☝️

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☆ i want you

astarion x male reader [he / him]

sypnosis: under cazador's rule, astarion never got what he wanted. but, that changed ever since he met [name]. (meant to be viewed as romantic)

the lowercase is intentional !

for the past 200 years of his life, astarion never had a say in what he wanted to do. he had to go out, look for people to lure back to cazador and sleep with those said people. it was never what he wanted. it was what cazador wanted.

astarion had to listen to orders from his 'master'. he had to always follow his 'master's wants and demands, or else something bad would happen.

but astarion didn't want to listen.

astarion wanted to chose to do what he wanted, not what cazador wanted. why did he have to do what someone else wanted him to do? why was that person not able to accomplish their wants on their own? astarion did understand.

by coincidence, astarion found himself on a mindflayer ship and soon crash landing near a beach.

the spawn was free from cazador, at least for now. he was able to walk into the sun too for the first time in 200 years. most importantly, astarion felt free. well, his idea of 'being free' was quite restricted. he now had a parasite that could turn him into a tentacled, brain eating monster at any point. astarion didn't like how that was his definition of being free from cazador.

of course, down the line of astarion's new found and temporary freedom, he met [name]. from that day forth, the two started travelling together.

there was something about [name] that astarion couldn't understand. he was nothing like the other people astarion knew. he was nothing like astarion's brothers, or sisters or even cazador. there was something different about him.

[name] listened. he listened to everything astarion, and other companions, said to him. he was so attentive and observant, which was quite unlike all the people astarion had met before. it was all about them and their feelings and their wants, not astarions.

it made astarion feel something. it made the vampire spawn feel something that he hadn't felt in his 200 years of 'living'. yet, astarion couldn't bring himself to understand what this feeling was. or, well, he didn't want to confront the feeling after being trapped for so long not being able to have what he wants.

night had fallen upon camp, and everyone was sitting around the fire. everyone was laughing, making jokes and telling eachother stories about their pasts before the parasites. that was everyone except astarion.

astarion was lurking in the shadows, just as he did before when he did the things cazador wanted him to do. astarion's mind was just rattling, plaguing him with different ideas about [name] and he just didn't want to confront himself about it. astarion tried his hardest to push away these thoughts and feelings, to lock them away forever, but nothing was working.

a sudden snap of a branch was heard, making astarion shoot his head towards the noise. it was [name], a smile plastered on his face and a glass of wine in his hands that he held out for astarion to take.

"you looked lonely, i thought you might want some company." [name] said as he walked closer to astarion, taking a seat on the floor besides the spawn.

astarion took the wine and he started to sip on it, not making any eye contant with [name] whatsoever. why did the man he was just thinking of and trying to hard to ignore the feelings he had for have to show up? and why did he have to be so nice, and caring, and considerate all the damn time?

the vampire spawn sighed to himself, although it was still loud enough for [name] to hear him do so. he took another sip of the wine and his eyes darted from his glass, to [name] and back again. he wanted to say something to the other man, but he didn't know what to say.

"i think.. i think i've finally figured out what i want." astarion mumbled into the glass, his eyes fixated on it, no longer moving to look at his companion.

[name] turned his head towards astarion and he raised an eyebrow. he was definitely curious as to what his friend 'wants'. he was surprised that astarion even decided to bring up such a thing in the first place. "oh?" is all [name] responded with, wanting astarion to keep the conversation going.

astarion cleared his throat before he spoke yet again. "i mean, i've always had to do what others wanted me to do, like cazador.. but i've finally figured out what i want." astarion continues speaking, secretly hoping that [name] isn't weirded out by what he's saying.

"well, what is it that you want?" [name] hummed in response, a smile forming on his lips as his face was still turned towards astarion. he'd be willing to help out the spawn with his desires, no matter what those desires may be.

astarion took a deep breath and he finally looked at [name]. for some reason he felt so flustered and mushy, he never felt like this when luring people to cazador. but then again, [name] always made him feel so different.

"i want you." astarion whispered, his crimson eyes glimmering in the moonlight as they stayed fixated on [name]. "not just for sex or passion, i want you fully. for love and simple pleasures between us two." astarion confessed, feeling relieved for finally admitting his feelings but at the same time feeling proud for saying what he wanted.

[name] sat there processing astarion's words for a few seconds. astarion was getting a little nervous admittedly at [name]'s lack of response. nobody who astarion manipulated or tricked before ever stayed this silent at some seduction. but this wasn't just simple seduction, this was the truth. astarion truly did want [name].

a smile was still on [name]'s lips after he had processed the words astarion had given him. there was no look of disgust or annoyance on the man's face, and quite frankly astarion was glad.

"i think i could make that work." [name] finally replied, taking astarion's empty hand into his own. he then stroked the pale elf's hand gently, still looking up at his face. "we could make this work." [name] finished his response with a kiss to astarion's hand, and astarion felt the happiest he had ever felt in years.

astarion had finally gotten what he had wanted. he now had [name], and [name] had him. astarion couldn't feel any better. he was so glad that he could get the things that he wanted, not the things that others wanted.

astarion finally felt the freest he had ever felt in 200 years.

☆ author's note: hope you guys enjoy (even if this is kind of short)! i finally triggered astarion's confession scene today :') keep requests coming! you guys can also request some valentine's day themed things too!

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☆ touches

astarion x male reader [he / him]

sypnosis: astarion doesn't remember the last time he felt the touch of someone that wasn't for sexual purposes. he hopes to remember all of [name]'s touches. (meant to be viewed as romantic)

the lowercase is intentional !

astarion doesn't remember the last time he's felt the sweet, loving touch of another. for the past 200 years it's just been touches of agony, or touches of sexual pleasure. nothing else.

but, then there was [name]. a man he met right after the nautiloid crashed, and he's been travelling with the other ever since then.

astarion had grown quite fond of [name], but he wasn't going to admit that. he couldn't admit that because he quite frankly didn't know how to. all he knew about loving another was just seducing and manipulating them so they'd sleep with him, trust him forever. astarion didn't know true love yet.

a sigh escapes the vampire spawn's lips as he rests at his tent. he's reading through a book, sipping from his goblet, wine pouring down his throat and for some reason astarion just can't get [name] out of his head.

he wants to care for the man, to be held by the man. he didn't just want something sexual with [name]. he wanted something romantic, something sweet and innocent. something that wasn't like anything else had experienced. something new.

astarion shook his head, trying to shake off the thoughts that were plaguing him. he couldn't think of another like this, it was unusal and nothing at all like him.

[name] noticed the small look of sadness that was plastered on astarion's face. it was something different - [name] never noticed the vampire spawn to have such an expression. naturally, the man was concerned for his companion.

"astarion?" [name] said as he approached the said male, a small smile on his face as he got closer to astarion. he tried to reassure him with his words and the look on his face, not make him any more upset than he already was.

"is something wrong, darling?" astarion replied, his face immediately being wiped of any sign of saddness or discomfort. he was hiding his true feelings, like always.

[name] studied astarion's face well, looking him up and down to see the hint of sadness that was on his face before. astarion's face didn't show it, he hid it. but his eyes told his secrets.

"you.. there's something wrong isn't there?" [name] responded to astarion's question with another question, crossing his arms over his chest. "i won't pry.. but i'm worried for you astarion. i've never seen you, well, upset before." [name] sighed, a small frown now forming on his lips.

astarion was surprised with [name]'s answer, to say the least. he didn't expect the man to be so perceptive of everything, let alone of someone like astarion.

the gesture warmed astarion's cold heart, and astarion felt like it was beating again. nobody had ever made him feel such a way these past 200 years. nobody cared about what astarion felt or wanted, they only cared about torturing him or trying to get into bed with him.

"i care for you, astarion. truly." [name] continued as he took a few, cautious steps forward, not wanting to startle astarion. "i'm here for you, and i want to help you with whatever it is you're upset about." the male carried on speaking gently before he took ahold of both of astarion's pale hands, stroking them.

astarion felt like he was melting. [name]'s soft touches were just doing it for him, he wanted to stay like this for as long as possible. he wanted to remember this moment for as long as he lived. he was finally being touch with such gentleness, such softness and love. he felt as if his heart was actually beating again.

"it's nothing, my dear. just.. something silly. it's nothing, really." astarion smiles at [name], but the other is not convinced at all by the elf's words.

"i don't think it's nothing, astarion. you were upset and even if it is something.. i still want to hear it." [name] insists, even though he said a few moments prior that he wouldn't pry if astarion didn't feel like it. he still held the elf's hands in his own, never wanting to let go.

astarion submit to [name]'s words and soft touches. he couldn't say no to the man infront of him, even if he tried, and he tried, and he tried again. it wouldn't work.

astarion sighs and he shakes his head, taking a deep breath before speaking up again. "it's just.. i wished to have someone touch me in a more romantic, non sexual way. but.. you've fulfilled all of my desires, love. so there's nothing else to be said." the vampire spawn expresses his worries, a smile on his face as he speaks to [name].

[name] nods and listens intently to what astarion has to say about his worries. [name] feels sorry for astarion, how could he not? the other knew nothing of kindness, nothing of love and non-sexual intimacy for 200 years. he had been tortured, sleeping with other people without ever feeling the love of another.

"well, i'm glad i can help you, star." [name] replies with a whisper, a hand moving up to touch astarion's cheek. his touch is soft, warm and everything astarion wanted. the vampire spawn never wanted this to end. he wanted to stay like this forever, even if he had mentioned that to himself multiple times before.

"thank you." astarion says back to the man infront of him, his voice slightly breaking as his smile wobbles on his lips. he truly feels that this is the life he wants for the rest of eternity. he wants nothing else but these touches and sweet, sweet words.

[name] hums and he continues to stroke astarion's cheek tenderly, his eyes filled with love for the other man. he also didn't want this moment to end, as much as astarion didn't want it to end.

"you don't have to thank me. i'll always be glad to be by your side, and show you as much love as you need. whether that be touches, words or anything else that you need." [name] whispers into astarion's ear before placing a sweet kiss on astarion's cheek. his words were true and sincere, full of a love that astarion hadn't felt in so long.

astarion nods along to [name]'s words, savouring the moment for what felt like forever. he wanted to savour it for forever, he wanted to remember it for forever and all of the moments similar to this one that would follow after.

"i want to remember all of these moments.. all of these touches for forever." astarion confesses, his words almost hushed so only [name] could hear them and nobody else at camp. it felt like they were the only two people there.

"then, i'll keep giving you new moments to remember too. for as long as possible." [name] responds, a feeling of truth and honestly behind his words. astarion definitely wouldn't be opposed to having more touches, words and memories shared with [name]. it would be simply wonderful. perfect even.

astarion knows he will remember the new memories of having felt the sweet, loving touch of another. for the next 200 years and beyond, he will remind himself of [name] and every moment they shared. they love that they had for eachother.

astarion is sure to remember.

☆ author's note: hope you guys enjoy my first bg3 fic! astarion is who i am currently romancing on my first try too. i'm looking forward to romancing wyll next, all of his scenes just seem so sweet. the dancing.. might write something about it. keep requesting too!

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Hello! How are you doing? I wanted to request an Ignis Scientia with a gender neutral reader who always has extremely cold hands to the point they hurt, and Ignis lets them borrow his gloves, however they're way too big on him? Thank you and take care!

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☆ gloves and cold hands

ignis scientia x gn reader [they / them]

sypnosis: above.

the lowercase is intentional!

[name] was sitting themselves, too focused on trying to warm up their ever frozen hands. but it was of no use.

their hands were cold - as if they had been shoved into a freezer overnight. their hands were always cold though, to the point where it hurt and it was completely unbearable to them.

a sigh escaped [name]'s lips, as a frown formed on their face. nothing was helping their ice cold hands at all. all this sitting around was making [name]'s hands hurt even more.

ignis noticed the frown on his partners lips and he frowned too. he hated seeing them so upset, and he knew he had to do something for them.

the man pulled off the gloves that were covering his hands before he walked over to his parter, handing them the gloves.

"here." ignis said as he handed [name] the gloves, a small smile on his face in hopes of reassuring his partner. he hoped they knew that they weren't alone, that he'd always be there with him - even if they had cold hands.

the gloves were silver in colour, and pretty shimmering in the light too. sure, they were intended to be used as driving gloves, but they should be enough to try and warm up [name]'s poor, cold hands.

[name] looked up at ignis and smiled at him before they slipped on the gloves carefully, trying not to ruin or damage the gloves as they were ignis' after all. not theirs.

"thank you." [name] speaks softly, a warm smile still on his face. hopefully their smile was as warm as how ignis' gloves would make their hands.

[name] inspected their hands, twirling them around infront of their eyes to get a better view of how they looked like in the gloves.

to say the least, the gloves were too big for [name]'s hands. yet, they weren't going to complain. it was nice sharing something of ignis', even if it was just his gloves.

"they are rather too big, ignis." [name] commented, still staring at their hands as they spoke.

ignis laughed in response to his partner's comment, taking a look at their hands. "why yes, they are quite big for you my love." ignis sighed, shaking his head.

the man then crouched down and got to his partner's level, staring at their hands and the gloves that now decorated them.

"i guess i'll just have to make you some new ones then, that will fit. i can't have my partner's hands freezing off can i?" ignis teased before pressing a kiss to [name]'s forehead.

[name] felt so happy and warm inside. they were truly glad that they had someone so understanding as ignis in their life.

"i'd like that." [name] responded, looking over at ignis with stars in their eyes. they were truly so grateful for having ignis in their life.

"these gloves aren't half bad, you know? i feel my hands defrosting already." they joked, looking back at their hands and squeezing them lightly to see if they were as cold as they were before. luckily, it seemed to be that the gloves were somewhat working.

ignis hummed and nodded, smiling sweetly at his partner. he found it adorable how they looked in his gloves.

"that's perfect. i'll make sure to make your gloves similar to mine so we can match." the man said, giving [name] another quick kiss before he pulled away.

gloves for their hands that looked just like ignis'? [name] thought they were on cloud 9 in that moment. but they were so, so glad. hopefully their hands wouldn't always be like ice blocks now.

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☆ photographs

re4 ! leon kennedy x gn reader [they / them]

sypnosis: leon finds a box tucked away in his closet filled with polaroids of him and his first partner, [name]. (meant to be viewed as romantic / ex-lovers)

the lowercase is intentional !

- warnings: character death, zombies & other, typical resident evil stuff.

packing up for spain, leon happened to find a box in his closet. it was old, pushed away to the corner and pretty dusty. leon couldn't even guess what was inside of there. it just seemed so.. old and out of place.

curious, leon pulled the box out of the closet and he decided to open it. surely, nothing bad could be inside it. he's seen zombies and infected, and there was no way one of those things could fit in such a small box.

leon wiped off the top of the box to get some of the dust off of it. "memories of 1996-1998" leon murmured as he read what was written on the box in sharpie.

leon was confused, to say the least. he never remembered having such a box. but then again that was probably because it was tucked away, never to be seen again after he went away for government training.

of course, leon was curious. he thought that the box could do no harm, after all it did say it was just about memories. perhaps it was just random trinkets from those 6, 8 years ago. surely it was no harm.

the man cautiously opened the box, putting the lid of it to the side. immediately, he saw some polaroids and even a polaroid camera. there also seemed to be some sort of dog plush tucked away in the corner of the box.

leon couldn't remember any of the contents of the box. maybe it was due to all the trauma he faced in racoon city that made him forget? or was it the intense training he recieved that made him forget silly things like those inside the box?

soon enough, the contents of the box were emptied and littered across leon's bedroom floor. there were piles of polaroids now laying there, each telling a different story. leon had to take a closer look. he had to find out why this box was in his possession in the first place.

leon's eyes trace over each photo. they seemed to be either of himself, another person or himself and this mysterious person. some of the photos had captions and writings at the bottom, yet some others didn't.

leon's hand lingers over one specific photo. with a little bit of hesitation, he picks it up and scans its contents. he hopes to get some sort of recognition about what's going on inside the polaroid.

"first date. 17/09/1996." is what the caption on the photo reads. there's no significance to leon about the date yet, but there's some sort of familiarity about it lingering in the back of his mind.

two people are smiling in the photo, standing infront of what seemed like a movie theatre. leon was holding some popcorn in his hands, whilst the other person was holding some drinks. the polaroid was blurry, but there was a blush on leon's cheeks at the time the photo was taken.

leon smiled at himself. the photo was quite heartwarming and it helped him take his mind off the mission he was going to face soon.

yet, leon still couldn't remember the person in these photos. he hoped looking at a few more would jog his memory.

leon's fingers grazed over another photo. it happened to be photo taken from leon's birthday in 1997. the anxiety leon felt was rising, but he didn't know why. he still couldn't recognise the other person in the photo, but his stomach still churned as he looked at them.

leon is sat at a table in the picture. it's his 20th birthday and there's a cake infront of him with a candle reading his age. the person was leaning over to leon, giving the birthday boy a kiss on the cheek.

a sigh escaped from leon's lips as he smiled at the picture. he shook his head as he thought about the times before everything. the times before umbrella corp, the times before the zombies and the t-virus and the times before he became a cop.

leon still couldn't remember who his other person was. they were becoming more and more familiar but he couldn't put a name on them.

it was clear they were an important part of leon's life. or, well, leon's past life. when he was somewhat happier than he is now.

the way leon smiled in the photos, blushed, shared kisses or laughs with the other person.. leon started to miss it. he definitely had a blast those 6, 8 years ago, when his mind was still innocent and not tainted by the horrors that he saw.

leon decided to pick up another polaroid. this time, it was one just of the person. it happened to be that leon took this one of the person.

they were smiling at the camera, posing slightly and overall having a good time. leon couldn't help but smile back, imagining that he was also in the picture with them.

then, leon read the caption. it wasn't anything much, but it was a short and sweet caption.

"i love you, [name]." leon read from the polaroid. "17/09/1997". it seemed to be that the photo was from leon and [name]'s 1st year anniversary.

[name].. the name rung a bell in leon's mind. well, of course it did. it had to. the two dated for 2 years and leon is now pretty certain that [name] was his first partner.

but suddenly.. leon's face drops. he finally realises who [name] is, or really, what happened to them. he knew who [name] was anyway, but it seemed as if his mind was blocking off everything that happened to them because of the trauma leon had faced. but he remembered.

leon remembered the screams of agony, the pain, the copius amounts of blood he saw pouring out from them.

leon killed [name].

it wasn't his choice, really. it was more of a last wish from [name]. their last words.

"kill me, leon. save me from this torture. i don't want to turn you too." were the sobs that fell from [name]'s mouth as they pleaded for leon to shoot them.

how did leon forget about such a pivotal moment in his life? he had forgotten about his first love, his best friend, his everything.

"oh god.." leon mumbled to himself as he remembered everything. he scowered to clean everything up.

he realised why he didn't know this box existed in the first place. his mind purposely blocked everything out so it could save him from the memories and the pain.

[name] was infected, and leon was the only one around. leon had to shoot them to save himself, and he did.

leon knows he did the right thing, but it still hurts. he carries guilt and weight that was buried until now, having resurfaced due to some polaroids.

frantically, leon put all the photos back into the box before he put the box back into his closet. he wiped his face, not realising that a few tears had fallen during his trip down memory lane.

leon sighs and he closes his closet, turning away from it. he continues to put everything into his suitcase, ready to go to spain.

he hopes nothing bad will happen, but his hopes are too high. there was no way that rescuing the president's daughter in an area of spain where people have been going missing will go well...

at least leon has the memories of [name], even if he was trying to forget them and had successfully done so for years. but now he could think of the photos, and try not to think of the zombies and the guilt he had.

leon sighed, yet again. he got up and left his home. it was time for a new mission...

☆ author's note: hope you guys like this! i'm actually quite proud of this. decided to make it gn reader as the reader's pronouns and stuff aren't really mentioned so i thought why not let everyone read. please keep requests coming !

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☆ the wolf in sheep's clothing [part two]

fyodor dostoevsky x male reader [he / him]

sypnosis: part two of a wolf in sheeps clothing.

the lowercase is intentional !

[part one]

days, weeks and months had passed by since fyodor's first encounter with [name]. ever since then, fyodor couldn't stop thinking of [name]. he was practically infatuated by the priest and his obscure preachings.

fyodor was interested. he was interested in both [name] and the man's preachings. he couldn't help but want more of them. he wanted to listen to more of [name], he wanted to be around [name] more. but of course, it was only for the sessions, right? fyodor didn't want to believe he was actually.. attracted to [name]. he refused to believe it. it was all just for the preachings is what fyodor made himself believe.

it was a regular evening, which meant another one of [name]'s preaching sessions that fyodor was looking forward to once again.

fyodor made his way to [name]'s church and he walked inside. the place hadn't changed much in the past few months. it was the same building, with more or less the same people inside. he had been in the building so much he could practically nagvigate the whole area blindfolded.

fyodor scanned the room, hoping to see where [name] was and he eventually spotted the man. fyodor walked up to him with a smile and a wave.

"good evening, [name]. it's nice to see you again." fyodor spoke, his voice nice and smooth. it was like music to [name]'s ears, a very pleasant song that [name] would have on repeat.

[name] nodded, smiling back at the man that had bumped into him many months ago. "good evening, fyodor." the man replied back before walking over to a pedistool to set up for his new speech.

fyodor followed [name]. he knew [name] wouldn't start until around half an hour passed, so fyodor decided a little more conversation wouldn't hurt.

"how have you been?" fyodor asked, still smiling at [name]. the black haired male's smile was quite unsettling, but so was [name]'s nature so it equalled out.

"fine, as always." [name] hummed, shuffling things around clumsily to get his whole 'stage' prepared for him. [name] believed his pedistool, his altar was a stage. he wanted to believe it was a stage, and that im a few years time the word of his new, true religion would spread. but, that was unlikely.

fyodor watched intently as [name] set up.

it was always like this. he always watched the other man get ready. fyodor watched how [name] would shuffle around multiple pieces of paper of his speeches, how he straightened himselt up.

fyodor was fascinated, to say the least. he enjoyed watching [name] do all of his tasks and devote himself to his cultist ideology. fyodor was definitely interested.

[name] looked up from his pedistool as he finished and he smiled. "you should go sit down, i'm almost ready now. i'm sure you'll like this session just as you like the others." [name] said to fyodor.

fyodor nodded and he walked over to the benches that were littered across the hall. he sat in his usual space where he got a clear view of [name]. he loved sitting there, sitting somewhere where he could see the person he was most interested in (for multiple reasons).

[name] watched as fyodor walked over to his usual seat before he walked over to the bathroom. he freshened himself up so he didn't look that bad infront of all of his followers. he then walked out and got to his stage.

[name] cleared his throat before he spoke to all of his followers.

"good evening all!" he calls out, his voice filling the room. everyone immediately turns to look at [name], amazed by his voice already.

"thank you all for coming. i can't wait to tell you some new things our true god has let me know!" [name] continued, a wicked glint in his eyes that most people looked past. they were too captivated by his voice to care about the nonsense he was going to talk about.

as [name] spoke, fyodor couldn't help but get more and more mesmerised by the man. the way [name] spoke was so captivating, the way he looked was just.. perfect. fyodor loved every second of it. he loved being around [name], listening to his preaches.

after the speech was over, everyone cheered. everyone applauded and called out [name]'s name, loving what he had just spoken.

everyone left, but not fyodor. fyodor walked up to [name] and applauded, smiling at the man.

"that was an amazing speech, [name]." fyodor spoke, his words smooth and pleasing to [name]'s ears. "you never fail to impress me." fyodor hummed, smirking at [name] now.

[name] chuckled, feeling flattered by fyodor's words. he smiled back and nodded at the other man.

"why thank you, you never fail to flatter me." [name] responded, being just as flirty as fyodor was being just a second ago.

fyodor then realised, in that moment, that he was definitely into [name].

it was just because of the preachings or the sessions, it was because [name] was truly captivated.

fyodor was completely infatuated. he needed [name] now, or else he didn't know what he would do. it was like he was craving the other man, longing for him. he'd do anything he'd have to for [name].

fyodor then chuckled and he stepped closer to [name], putting a hand on his cheek and stroking it gently.

"you know.. i could give you something else to worship if you'd like." fyodor whispered into [name]'s ear, leaning in closer with that smirk still on his face.

[name]'s eyes widen briefly, but then he looks at fyodor, returning the smirk to him.

"oh, i'd love to see." [name] chuckled and then he leaned even closer, closing the gap between his and fyodor's face with a kiss.

the wolf in sheep's clothing definitely had more things than just his false god to worship now and fyodor now had [name] wrapped around his finger.

☆ author's note: i'm so sorry this took so long.. i hope you like it @ kaeiyokotoro ! i didn't know how to make a p2 so i really tried my best. keep requests coming !

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☆ mutual

cloud strife x ftm reader [he / him]

sypnosis: above.

the lowercase is intentional !

cloud and [name] were friend ever since they were little.

sure, the two boys weren't that close with eachother, but they were still friends. even if cloud talked to tifa most of the time and went off to join the soldier program, the two of them were still friends. no matter what.

[name] had always liked cloud. the young boy liked how strong willed cloud was and how determined the blonde was to be the number one solider. it really inspired [name], and made him fawn over cloud.

but he'd never say anything, of course. he was too scared and he never knew if cloud reciprocated. [name] was a trans boy after all, so what if cloud didn't even like him as a guy? it would break the boy into little pieces. he wouldn't be able to take it.

what [name] didn't know was that cloud felt the same. cloud always liked [name], not tifa, not zack or anyone else. just [name]. he always wanted to get closer to [name] and confess, but he couldn't. he was scared of rejection, the same way that [name] was. but that didn't stop either from liking one another.

it had been a few years since the two past met, cloud had left nibelheim to join the soldier program and [name] left to explore midgar. they hadn't caught up or seen eachother ever since then.

[name] was walking around wall market, taking in the vibrant lights outside the various buildings and the bustling nightlife. he had been there multiple times before, but each time it felt like the first.

there were so many things to explore at wall market, so many things to try. that's why [name] kept coming back. it was a fun experience, not just for the honey bee in or the various attractions in honour of don corneo. the buildings themselves and the people are what attracted [name].

[name] was minding his business, doing his usual as he went around the area. he looked at a few shops, inspected some materia and weapons on display and he got some food.

the young man decided to walk around with his food, which ended up being a bad idea. there were huge crowds everywhere on this particular day, and he just happened to bump into someone.

all of [name]'s food went flying, straight onto the floor. it was all ruined. people were stepping on it as it dropped to the floor, so [name] definitely wouldn't be able to eat it anymore.

[name] groaned and he looked down at the floor in annoyance before speaking, because the person he had bumped into for some reason hadn't left yet.

"you should watch where you're going next time." [name] grumbled to himself, unsure if the other person actually heard him or not. to his surprise, they did.

"you should also watch where you're going, some people are in a hurry." the person scoffed, and their voice sounded oddly familiar.

[name] raised his eyebrow and he looked up, still annoyed at the fact that this stranger made him drop his food. "well that's not my problem, is it? my problem is the fact that you made me drop my food. i spent a lot of gil on that-"

then, that's when [name] saw who it was that bumped into him.

it was cloud.

his old friend and crush was standing right there infront of him as multiple people barged past the two of them. [name] couldn't believe his eyes.

"holy shit." [name]'s mouth dropped as he stared infront at cloud. he did not think he was going to run into cloud at wall market of all places. shouldn't he be doing some soldier training right now anyway?

[name] wasn't mistaken. he thought he was seeing things but it truly was cloud infront of him.

the striking blonde hair, but with the ponytail now gone. the blue eyes that had a hint of green in them due to the mako. the pale skin that was reflecting all of the neon signs.

it truly was cloud. [name] wasn't seeing things.

"cloud? what are you doing here?" [name] asked, scanning cloud's figure once more to triple check he wasn't hallucinating.

cloud was a little confused at first. he didn't 100% recognise who was infront of him. [name] had grown up and transitioned into being who he truly meant to be.

"[name]?" cloud responded, taking a good look at the man infront of him. it was [name], cloud wasn't hallucinating either.

[name] nodded and he immediately hugged cloud, not believing the fact that his friend was there infront of him still. he didn't know how to grasp the situation. it had been years since they last met and there were no goodbyes shared or anything.

cloud was a little startled by the sudden hug, but he decided to embrace it anyway. it wasn't going to hurt. he was just hugging his old friend.. his old crush.

cloud felt like he was a kid again.

the poor guy was blushing again and he felt his stomach churn. he couldn't believe this was happening.

why now of all times? why were the memories flooding back to him? all the times that [name] and cloud would stay up late to talk or play games.. it all came rushing back.

"i didn't think i was going to ever see you again.." [name] confessed, whispering into cloud's ear softly. he was so happy to see cloud after all these years, cloud had to know.

"neither did i." cloud responded, chuckling lightly to himself as he ended up reciprocating the hug.

he wished he could stay in [name]'s arms forever - but he couldn't. he had a mission to do for avalanche, he had to save tifa. he couldn't stay in [name]'s arms for too long. he had things to do.

"[name] i'm sorry.. i have to go." cloud sighed, stepping back from the hug and looking at [name] with a frown. he didn't want this to end so soon.

"what?" [name] also took a step back, feeling all upset now. the smile he had on his face was wiped away in instant.

the man shook his head and he grabbed cloud's arm, keeping him in place. he wasn't letting him go this time. he was going to tell him everything. he didn't care if cloud was going to be late to whatever he's doing. he was selfish, but for good reasons.

"cloud, you can't just leave me after we've not seen eachother for years!" [name] started, still keeping a firm grip on cloud's arm. he sure as hell wasn't letting the blonde go yet.

"i haven't stopped thinking of you all this time.. and now you're back but you want to leave me again." [name] sighed, letting go of cloud's arm. it seems as if he has given up so quickly.

[name] looked away, crossing his arms over his chest. there was still a frown on his face and it was clear to cloud that he was hurting.

cloud wished he could comfort [name], hug him, kiss him or something else but he couldn't. time was running out, but it felt so slow when he was around [name].

"i should've told you then that i liked you. maybe if i wasn't a coward, you wouldn't of left and we would've been able to be something then.. but it's too late." [name] sighed again. he didn't even know if cloud was listening. "something else is clearly more important, so you should probably just go and do that thing then."

cloud couldn't believe what he had just heard. [name] liked him too? well, that changes everything. maybe cloud can spare a few minutes..

"seriously?" cloud spoke up, walking closer to [name] and holding one of his hands. he couldn't believe that [name] felt the same way he did.

"that.. feeling is mutual. i liked you back then too, but i was also too scared to say anything." cloud frowned slightly and it seemed that he had forgotten about everything else going on in his life.

[name] looked back at cloud, his frown slowly fading away. he was glad that cloud shared the sentiment, even if his confession was more of a 'heat of the moment' thing.

the man took in a deep breath before he spoke again, looking at his love with a smile on his face now.

"i'm glad to know that, cloud. i really am.." [name] says as he brushes a few strands of hair out of cloud's face. "i seriously didn't think you were interested in me at all. i thought you would've fallen in love with someone at the soldier program or something." [name] laughed.

cloud smiled in return. it was a small smile, but it still managed to melt [name]'s heart after years of not seeing it.

"i'd really like to catch up someday." [name] hummed and cloud let go of him, nodding at the other's words.

"of course." cloud responded, definitely wanting to catch up with [name]. they had a lot to catch up on. dates, kisses, hugs.. and even more.

[name] cleared his throat and he looked away, remembering that cloud had something important to do.

"you should.. go now. don't you have something important to do?" [name] mumbled, a heat rising to his face as he felt suddenly embarrassed for no reason.

cloud nodded and he gave [name] a quick kiss on the cheek, letting the other know that the feelings are still there. he then walked away from [name], going to do what he had to do.

"i'm glad our feelings are mutual!" [name] called out as cloud walked away.

cloud had a huge blush on his face as he walked, feeling flustered that a bunch of people now knew about his situation with [name].

at least the feeling was mutual...

☆ author's note: hope you enjoy! for those who have been waiting for p2 of the fyodor x male reader fic, it'll be out soon i promise!! i feel so bad for making you all wait 😭 i might also start writing for re2 and re4, so you can request for characters from those games!

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☆ no homo, right?

denji x male reader [he / him]

sypnosis: denji starts to get feelings for [name] and he thinks of all the little things between them. it's not gay though, right? (meant to be viewed as romantic)

the lowercase is intentional !

denji was always a fan of women and everything about them. he wasn't necessarily quiet about his preferences either. everyone knew about them. power did, aki did, yoshida probably does and asa too.

however, nobody expected denji to fall for a man, let alone one of his close friends. denji, the one who always talked about wanting to feel a woman, was now making goo-goo eyes at a man. it was unusual.

denji always reassured his friends (asa and yoshida) that he didn't actually like [name]. yet, they could see past him and his lies. they knew that denji was completely infatuated by [name] and no amount of 'no homo's was going to clear that off the fiend's name.

denji was walking about town with [name]. they usually spent their time doing such with their friends after school or when nothing was happening. however, fate seemed to be on denji's side. even if denji didn't want to believe that.

[name] and denji were alone. asa and yoshida had bailed on the two earlier, making weak excuses just to not go with them. of course, they did it all on purpose. they weren't going to tell [name] and denji though, it would ruin all of the fun and suspense.

the two men continued walking, their hands occasionally brushing against eachother as they walked past the busy crowds.

denji wanted to hold [name]'s hand. he wanted to hold it in his own hand and squeeze it. he wanted to feel how soft [name]'s hand would feel in his own, or how calloused it felt. denji wanted to swing his hand, in turn swinging [name]'s as they walked.

but, it wasn't gay right? it was normal to want to hold your friends hand, of course it was. denji had done that with power many times before, so it wasn't romantic or anything.

yet why did it feel so different when denji was facing [name]? why was his heart fluttering? why was his mind racing? he wasn't gay, and he didn't like [name].

eventually, the two settled down at a cafe. it was just the two of them, settling down for a meal to discuss.

but why did this feel like something else? denji felt like he was going on a date, like the time he had gotten reze some flowers on a date. it felt like he was on a date, with his friend.

denji wasn't gay though. of course he wasn't - he couldn't be. he loved women, he was quite the enjoyer. he felt nothing towards men compared to how he felt towards women.

but everything still felt different. denji's palms felt sweaty as he sat down across [name]. he felt his throat going dry too, so he immediately ordered an orange juice to soothe his thirst.

it didn't help though. nothing seemed to be helping when denji was around [name] and he couldn't stand it.

[name] then ordered for himself and for denji. being friends for a while meant that [name] knew stuff. [name] knew the food denji liked, the manga that he would read (or at least tried to), and the fact that denji was chainsaw man.

denji's whole body went hot when he realised this. he realised how much [name] knew about him and it honestly felt scary. were friends meant to know so much about eachother? of course they were, but everything felt so different and scary when denji was with [name].

if asa and yoshida were here, denji wouldn't have to be stuck in this situation. stuck being alone with [name].

once the food arrived, denji immediately tucked in. [name] had ordered him a cake, similar to the one denji had recieved when he first went to a cafe with yoshida. it was sweet, moist and overall perfection. denji couldn't help but want to scarf it down immediately.

"could i have a taste?" [name] asked denji, a small, innocent smile on his lips that made denji's whole body stiffen.

lips.. [name]'s lips. denji wanted to kiss them so badly. he wanted to feel [name]'s lips on his own and see how they'd melt into eachother. he wanted to see how their lips fit into eachother. he wanted to see how perfect they were together.

denji wasn't gay though. he shook away his thoughts by thinking a simple "no homo", something asa despised hearing from denji. she knew the truth that denji was constantly hiding from, and so did yoshida.

"oh.. sure.." denji smiled back at [name]. he took a fork, to be somewhat civilised and not to feed [name] with his hand. he put the fork into the cake and took a piece before feeding it to [name], his hand under the fork to make sure it wouldn't drop the cake before [name] could even get a taste.

wait.. feeding [name]? denji's brain was working on autopilot. he couldn't believe he had just done that. he had just fed [name] a piece of his cake. the cake that he was eating. the cake that he was shoveling down his throat with his bare hands. denji thought he was going to faint because of how hot the room suddenly felt..

[name] wasn't opposed to denji feeding him the cake. although he wasn't expecting it, he certainly didn't mind it. it was like a new change of pace for once in his entire friendship with denji. he wouldn't mind more changes in the future wither.

[name] finished the small piece with a hum, smiling at how good the piece tasted. was it better because denji fed it to him? nobody would know, only [name]

denji the looked away, embarrassed by his actions. he had just fed his friend a piece of his cake.. his mind was still on that.

and of course, denji's mind went into autopilot again as he continued to think about [name].

denji started to eat the cake with the fork, not even his own hands now. he was eating with the same fork that was in [name]'s mouth a few seconds ago. the same fork that he had just used to feed [name]. it was like an indirect kissA

the poor blonde yelped and he dropped his fork onto the table, hiding his face in embarrassment.

denji wasn't gay. he was just doing stuff that friends would do with their friends regularly. but why was his heart fluttering? why was his mind racing? why was his throat suddenly closed up and dried? why, why, why?

"i think i'm in love with you, [name].." denji mumbled into his hands, too scared to meet [name]'s eyes.

maybe denji wasn't gay, but he was surely into his best friend [name] and he now accepted it. he wouldn't hide his feelings behind a 'no homo' anymore.

☆ author's note: 1st chainsaw man post! i was planning on posting requests but for some reason i can't edit my old-er drafts so i have to redo them 😪 sorry for those who are waiting!

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☆ 'friendly' practice

prompto argentum x male reader [he / him]

sypnosis: prompto asks [name] if they could practice kissing to learn for when they have future partners. many feelings get shared in the process. (meant to be viewed as romantic)

the lowercase is intentional !

prompto and [name] were inseperable.

the two had known eachother for the longest time - even longer than prompto knew noctis, or gladio, or ignis. it was always just prompto and [name], the way it always was and will be.

the two, being best friends and all, had a lot in common. they shared the same taste in music, games and practically everything else that a person could think of.

surprisingly, the men both also had never had a romantic partner before. they'd never felt the romantic touch of another, or even been kissed before. they definitely had a lot in common for that reason too. yet, it was completely normal to [name] and prompto having no romantic partners.

[name] didn't mind not having a partner, as he actually had a crush on someone. of course, that someone was none other than his best friend. prompto.

on the other hand, prompto always moped, and moaned, and whined about not having a partner. he'd always dream about having someone to love, but he was always scared of making a move on anyone. [name] thought it was funny, and quite cute too.

[name] always felt that prompto was oblivious to his feelings, even if he tried to subtly hint at them. prompto never asked [name] out, and [name] always thought it was because prompto was straight. however, [name] was far off. he just didn't know how prompto actually felt himself.

it was a usual friday evening, the two men were hanging out at [name]'s place. they were doing the usual things - playing games on the console, eating snacks and talking about stuff. it was the usual bro things they did. yet, something seemed quite unusual about this night. prompto was sitting there silent, as if he was internally debating something. of course, [name] was curious.

"what're you thinking so much for?" [name] asked as he paused the game that they were playing, placing his console down on the nearby table. "you seem to be in deep thought about something." [name] hummed, narrowing his eyes at his best friend.

prompto sighed before he put his own controller down on the table. he then pouted as he looked over at [name]. [name] couldn't tell where this conversation was headed.

"you know how we've.. never had any partners before right?" prompto asked, still seemingly deep in thought. [name] nodded in response to prompto's question, confused as to where this conversation was headed. "so we've both never been kissed before, right?" prompto continued asking, getting another nod from [name].

[name] didn't hope this conversation was headed where he thought it was. however, he had to admit, he wouldn't really mind.. kissing prompto. it was something he thought about practically all the time because he had such a huge crush on his best friend.

prompto then hummed and he leaned forward, his pout changing from a pout to a smirk. "well, why don't we kiss then?" prompto asked, his voice sort of smug and confident, a side of prompto not many got to see.

suddenly, prompto realised the weight of his words and he backed away. his eyes widened slightly and he looked away from [name], a blush forming on his cheeks as he did so.

"uhm.. as friends of course. so we can practice for our future partners.." prompto chuckled nervously, scratching the back of his neck. he then looked at [name] and grinned nervously, hoping that his best friend didn't think of this idea as weird or anything.

[name] stared at prompto in shock for a few seconds. his eyes were slightly wide and his mouth was agape. of course prompto had to say something that [name] was thinking about.. they were best friends and they could practically read eachothers minds.

then, [name] let out a breath that he didn't know he was holding. he closed his mouth and he face shrunk back to how it was normally. the whole room felt hot now. [name] couldn't believe that prompto had suggested such a thing, but he wasn't entirely opposed to it.

"sure." [name] nodded and he gulped before speaking once again. "i mean, if it's to practice for our future partners then sure, i don't see why not." [name] continued, his voice practically sounding like a mouse squeaking.

in reality, [name] was really hoping that this was practice for when he had prompto would become an item. yet, he'd never have the guts to admit that to his best friend. ever.

"great." prompto chuckled, still looking at [name] with a grin. he was so happy, ecstatic even that [name] accepted his offer. "i thought you were going to say no or something.." prompto admitted, still chuckling nervously.

"i'd never say no to you, prompto. you're my best friend after all." [name] whispered, leaning in closer to prompto and not leaving that much space between them.

the room was now feeling hot for both men, and their was an air of romance in the room too that none of them were going to mention. this was definitely something more than just friends practising. there was obviously hidden, harboured feelings from both parties.

"that's.. really good to know." prompto gulped, his eyes meeting [name]'s as the two of them leaned forward. they were closer than ever. they had never been this face to face before - it was something entirely new for them.

the two then finally closed the minimal gap that was left between them. their lips met in a kiss, the kiss that was the first for the both of them.

it felt like pure heaven. it felt like the greatest thing that either had experienced throughout their years on earth. it was truly the best feeling ever, and the two never wanted it to end. they wanted to share this feeling with eachother for as long as they could.

[name] then suddenly pushed prompto down onto the couch so he'd lay down on his back. the two were then making out, barely even just kissing at this point. it was like a battle, it was as if this make out session was the last thing that the two men were going to share before dying. it definitely wasn't something just between two friends now. it was something more. it was romantic.

prompto gasped and he pulled away for air, coughing slightly as he did so. he couldn't believe what he had just done with [name], and [name] couldn't fully believe it either.

"wow.." prompto mumbled to himself, breathing in and out heavily to relax himself from what had just happened. he then smiled before he looked up at [name]. "that was amazing.. and definitely worth practising with you. we should do this more often-"

prompto was then cut off by [name] pressing his lips against the blonde's yet again. [name] didn't even hesitate, he just swooped in and kissed prompto again. this was something he had wanted for years, and he wasn't going to waste his opportunity at all.

"i want to do this more.." [name] then muttered against prompto's lips. his eyes were closed as he drank in the taste of his best friend's lips. "but as a couple. not as a friend. i don't want to dance around my feelings any longer."

the blonde couldn't believe what he was hearing. yeah, he had liked [name] but he never thought that [name] liked him back. he had only offered the kissing practice to see if [name] truly did have feelings for him, and everything now confirmed it.

prompto nodded and he pulled away from [name] yet again, holding onto his shoulder. he couldn't believe what had just happened, it was all so quick, but he wasn't complaining. he had wanted this to happen for so long after all.

"of course.. i'd love for us to be a couple." prompto replied, pulling [name] into a hug. "i've always wanted us to be a couple, but i guess i was just too much of a coward to say anything that's why i moaned about being single so much." prompto laughed at himself as he recalled all of the times he probably ended up annoying [name] with his constant whines.

"it's official then. we're boyfriends." [name] hummed as he hugged prompto back, never wanting to let go of his boyfriend. ever. he wanted to stay like this, with prompto in his arms, for as long as he could - which was preferably forever.

prompto hummed in agreement and he nodded. he felt so glad that their unknown feelings had now become known. it was the best feeling in the world, better than all the kissing he and [name] had just done.

"yep, we're boyfriends now." prompto whispered, grinning to himself as he got held by [name]. this was officially the best day ever.

"now then.." [name] cleared his throat, pulling away from the hug slightly. "shall we get back to practising?" [name] smirked.

it was going to be a long night for prompto…

☆ author's note: hope you enjoy! i'll try get requests out soon, but please keep requests coming too!

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hi ! I hope this isn't too much 😭 I'm the same anon as before and I loved the ignis fic so much it made me cry a bit /extremely pos

I was thinking if you could do another one of the reader meeting ignis for the first time after he became blind, and how ignis would act? also the reader worrying about him and comforting him

thank you sm in advance I love your writings so much 😭

im so glad you enjoyed it! ofc i can write you some more :)

☆ together

ignis scientia x male reader [he / him]

sypnosis: above.

the lowercase is intentional !

- slight episode ignis spoilers and mentions of fighting & injuries.

fighting, bloodshed and chaos. those words accurately described what had happened at altissia a few days ago. a day that many, such as [name], had never experienced before in their lives.

yet, everything seemed like it just happened in a flash. [name] barely remembered what happened, it was almost as if he was not present during the event. unfortunately, he was. he absent mindedly witnessed such tragedy.

it had been a few days since the group had been truly together. the group consisting of gladio, ignis, noctis, prompto and [name] had been all seperated after the fight, but they luckily all found eachother in the end. even if that meant that half of them were gravely injured.

noctis had gotten gravely injured, and so had ignis. nobody had spoken to noctis yet as he was still knocked out, and similarly so for ignis.

ignis had used the powers contained within the ring of lucii to try and defeat ardyn. however, he didn't know the consequences it would bring. he had scarred the left side of his face and he had gone blind. it was horrible, something nobody imaged would happen to a person like ignis. yet, ignis risked everything just to make sure his friends were safe.

[name] was anxiously sitting outside of the room where ignis was resting. the man hadn't seen how ignis looked like yet, he was just waiting outside whilst biting his nails out of nervousness.

[name] was scared, and saying he was scared was truly an understatement. he was terrified, really. he doesn't know what has happened to the man he cares about the most, the man he loves the most. it was unbearable just sitting there waiting on the floor. too unbearable.

a few footsteps caught the attention of [name]'s ears and a door opening. then, someone cleared their throat to alert [name] and it was none other than gladio.

"you can go see him now, he's awake." gladio said, his voice hoarse. it was different to how he usually sounded, [name] noted. this was definitely taking a toll on gladio, and everyone for that matter. everything that had happened those few days ago was affecting everyone.

[name] immediately stood up and nodded at gladio before rushing into the room. he couldn't wait a second longer to see ignis, or what had happened to ignis. [name] knew he had to brace himself for what he was about to see, because it could be rather unsettling. luckily for him, it wasn't.

[name] walked into the room and his eyes immediately scanned the room. every wall, every corner and every surface was looked at before [name]'s eyes finally met ignis' face.

"ignis.." [name] whispered out loud, taking a few, small steps forward towards the man he had just mentioned. [name] then finally got to the bed ignis was laying on and he crouched down besides it.

"hey." [name] continued to whisper. "are you alright? are you feeling any pain?" [name] asked, gently stroking one of ignis' palms. he was being as careful and as gentle as he could possibly be to not injure him any more than he already was.

ignis groaned a little before he sat up on the bed, rubbing his eyes and staring into practically nowhere. "i'm alright, just a little sore." ignis sighed, trying to make his injuries seem better than they actually were. in reality, they were worse. that fight with ardyn, using the ring, it hurt like hell. it didn't help that ignis could no longer see anything, not even [name], anymore.

"that's good." [name] hummed, his voice gentle, just like his touch. he tried to be as soothing as he could be, if that was even possible. he wanted to make sure ignis was okay, but it didn't seem like that was really the case.

ignis sighed again and he closed his eyes. it wasn't as if it made a difference anyway, his vision had gone and his whole world was shrouded in darkness - just like eos' fate.

"actually, i'm not alright." ignis admitted. his voice was unusually quiet, and shaky. [name] was starting to get worried - this wasn't the ignis he knew.

"i can't see, [name]." ignis confessed, his voice growing more and more shaky as he continued to speak. it was as if he was on the verge of tears, getting ready to cry at any given moment.

[name] looked at ignis a little confused. "of course you can't see.. your eyes are closed, ignis." [name] replied, trying not to laugh at his comment.

"no, [name]." ignis sighed again, a small frown on his face. he then opened his eyes and tilted his head towards [name]. "i can't see, [name]. i've gone blind." ignis admitted.

[name] was now in a state of panic and confusion. he didn't understand. how did such a thing happen? ignis could see without his glasses.. but now he had gone totally blind?

unbeknownst to [name], ignis had used the ring of lucii to try and fight ardyn. it led to him gaining a scar on his face, and his loss of vision. the power was too much for him that it deteriorated his eyesight and painted his skin with a memory he'll never forget.

"i.. got myself into a fight with ardyn trying to protect noct." ignis explained, trying his best to keep his composure and look strong infront of [name]. "i used the ring's power, [name]. it was too much and this is how i ended up." ignis shook his head. he didn't enjoy the situation he was in, but he would live with it no matter what.

"oh.." [name]'s voice dropped along with his face. he couldn't believe what he had just heard. he didn't even know that ignis had gotten into a fight with ardyn. why did he not know sooner? ignis was meant to be the man he loved, and cherished, and cared for but he didn't even know that the other had been seriously injured.

"ignis, i'm.. i'm sorry." [name] mumbled, letting go of ignis' hands. he then burried his face into his own hands, feeling as if he was about to cry. he couldn't believe such a thing had happened, and all he could do was apologise for something he hadn't done.

"[name], it's alright." ignis frowned as he felt the mood shift suddenly. he knows he shouldn't of dropped something so heavy, but [name] was bound to find out anyway. "i'll get used to it. it's fine." ignis sighed. in reality, it wasn't fine. nothing was fine about this situation, but ignis just wanted [name] to stop worrying.

[name] shook his head, biting his lip whilst he was at it too. none of this was fine, when ignis said it was fine he lied. how could [name] trust him now? everything was going to be so different, [name] couldn't help but worry. he had to worry for himself and ignis, there was nothing else he could do.

"it's not alright, ignis. i know you don't think this is alright, you yourself said earlier you were alright then you lied." [name] spoke, his voice cracking as it filled with various different emotions. he felt so distressed, yet angry, yet worried at the same time. he was so confused. why wasn't he there for ignis?

ignis felt the area around him before he grabbed [name]'s hand and held it close to him. "yes, i'm afraid you're right. i'm not alright, [name]. i'm far from it." ignis admitted, feeling vulnerable speaking about his emotions so openly.

"i'm scared, terrified even. i don't want to live the rest of my life in darkness. i won't be able to see you, or the others anymore. i won't be able to cook or drive the regalia." ignis started to break down, letting all of his emotions flow as he spoke to [name]. "i'm useless now, [name]. my lost vision had made me useless." ignis sighed.

[name] shook his head and he gripped onto ignis' hand tightly to try and somewhat reassure him. "no, no ignis. you're not useless." [name] said, frowning as he heard how negative ignis was about himself and his situation. "you're far from it, being blind doesn't make you useless! we'll get through this, ignis. i'll help you, ignis. i'll do everything i can to help you." [name] continued, practically on the verge of sobbing.

"[name], it would be pointless." ignis mumbled, still thinking of himself as useless because of this situation. he didn't believe that anything good could come out of this situation. "my vision won't magically come back if you help me, and nothing good will come from this!" ignis groaned.

then, [name] cut off ignis with a kiss. he couldn't take ignis speaking of himself so negatively. it hurt him too much to hear the love of his life speaking so negatively about himself. he couldn't stand it, and he wouldn't stand it one bit.

"ignis." [name] stated as he pulled away from the kiss, brushing a few stray hairs out of ignis' face. "you are far from useless, and me helping you won't be pointless." the male continued, doing his best to reassure ignis.

"we'll get through this together." [name] carried on speaking as he slid onto the bed to lay next to ignis. "no matter what, we'll always be together. i'll guide you until we're old, help you navigate the world when all you see is darkness." [name] hummed, speaking more and more sweet promises into ignis' ear.

[name] carefully traced the scar that was under ignis' eye. it was so beautiful that it looked natural on ignis. [name] loved it already.

"ignis, i love you. i'll love you no matter what. if you're blind, unable to get out of bed, or even unable to do anything. i'll always love you." [name] whispered into ignis' ear before placing a kiss on ignis' scar.

"it's me and you, together forever. you got that?" [name] smiled, placing a few more kisses along ignis' face. he wouldn't stop, even if ignis asked him to. he loved him too much to ever stop loving him.

ignis sighed, giving up all of his protesting now. he wouldn't even try to stop [name], because he knew [name] wouldn't stop if he asked.

"fine, yes. it's us together, always." ignis smiled himself, leaning into [name]'s touches and kisses. he didn't want this feeling to stop, ever. he wanted to truly stay with [name] forever and for as long as possible.

"now that you said that, i'm never letting you go." [name] chuckled to himself, leaning in and making himself comfortable against ignis' chest. "we're staying by eachothers side no matter what."

it was true, [name] never let go of ignis. the two faced the impossible and [name] did whatever it took to help ignis face the darkness he was surrounded it. the two stayed by eachother's sides, together, forever.

☆ author's note : i hope you liked it, anon :) i really enjoy writing for final fantasy characters so keep the requests coming! im sorry this took a bit longer, i'll try get more requests done near the holiday time.

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megumi x male reader who's EXTREMELY clingy and flirty??? like someone can say 'wow [random stuff] is pretty' and he'll be like 'megumi's more' or '[random person]'s so smart' and reader answers with a 'not as much as megumi' ALWAYS RIGHT BY MEGUMI'S SIDE AND MAKING SUUUURE MEGUMI HEARD HIM???

and like- megumi probably thinks reader's teasing him so when he finally asks why reader does all of that he gets genuinely flustered at the way reader just '...?? 'cause i love you? thought it was obvious'

love ur writing!

thanks sm for requesting, im glad you like my work :)

☆ wasn't it obvious?

megumi fushiguro x male reader [he / him]

sypnosis: above.

the lowercase is intentional !

the four first years were walking along the streets of tokyo on one of their regular shopping sprees. or, well, nobara's shopping spree. the three boys would just trail along with her to give advice or just simply carry the girls bags.

"oh, look at this!" nobara squealed, running off to a store front. she was pointing at a dress that definitely looked like it would suit her. it was a denim dress with a few buttons going down the front in a nice blue shade.

"it's pretty." [name] said, taking a closer look at the dress. he tilted his head slightly as he stared at the dress, as if deep in thought. "but not as pretty as megumi." [name] shrugged, his hands stuffed in his pockets.

this happened all the time.. and megumi would have no reaction whatsoever. no matter what [name] said in an attempt to flirt, or whatever he did, megumi simply did not react. of course, that was the case this time too.

megumi just stood casually outside of the shop with his arms crossed over his chest, almost as if he hadn't heard what [name] had said. nobara and yuji were giggling at how oblivious megumi was. poor megumi had grown so used to [name]'s antics that he didn't even bother listening to him or his attempts at flirting.

"you seriously have no reaction to what [name] just said?" itadori laughed, nudging megumi in the side as he smirked at him. itadori and nobara were clearly enjoying this as they kept laughing at [name] and megumi.

megumi shrugged, thinking it was just [name] teasing him as usual. he also thought itadori and nobara were in on it too, but they weren't. megumi didn't need to know that though. the ravenette just simply went about, continuing as he was before with his friends on the shopping trip.

"well, i'm going to get this dress anyway i don't care if it's not as pretty as megumi, i'm still going to buy it." nobara hummed, a wide smile spreading across her face before she walked inside the store. "smart thinking, kugisaki!" itadori called out before following the girl into the store, a grin also etched on his face.

[name] huffed and he rolled his eyes. "not as smart as how gumi thinks." he mumbles to himself, although it was loud enough for megumi to hear. it always was.

megumi just hummed and he stood besides [name], waiting for his friends to come out of the store. he looked at [name] briefly, trying to see what the other boys motives were behind all of this 'teasing'. the funny thing was that megumi was so oblivious. it wasn't teasing, it was just simply [name] trying to give megumi some hints which obviously weren't working.

megumi then cleared his throat and he shifted his whole body to face [name]. the ravenette's usual stern expression played on his face as he looked at his friend.

"[name]." megumi started before he sighed, not sure of how to continue this conversation forward. [name] was looking at him, and he was scared of what to say to him now. how was megumi meant to bring up the constant teasing without sounding rude? megumi didn't want to be rude to [name], but he was scared his words might end up sounding so in the end.

"why do you tease me so much?" megumi continued, practically mumbling his words which made it hard for [name] to hear. luckily, [name] always heard whatever megumi said, so he understood what the other boy said.

once megumi had asked that question, a small blush appeared on his face. he was definitely embarrassed asking such a question to his friend, a friend that he probably even considered his best friend.

[name] just chuckled, a small smile forming on his face as he looked at megumi. "me? teasing you? what do you mean?" the boy asked, genuinely curious why megumi thought that. [name] definitely didn't think he was teasing megumi, but it seemed that megumi thought differently.

"you're always saying i'm pretty.. or handsome or something.." megumi replied, his voice quiet as he continued to mumble his response to [name]. he was definitely embarrassed trying to confront [name] about this whole situation. "you always tease me."

[name] laughed yet again, finding it quite amusing how megumi was so flustered about everything and how he was so oblivious. yet, [name] thought it was so adorable.

"i don't tease you." [name] says, stepping slightly closer to megumi to try and give him a hint at what's going through his mind. of course, megumi was still sort of oblivious, but he was gradually becoming more and more flustered. was it hot, or was it just [name]?

"gumi.. i'm literally in love with you. i thought it was obvious?" [name] continued, still laughing at megumi's overly flustered reaction. oh how cute megumi looked when that flustered.. good thing itadori and nobara weren't there, otherwise they'd totally tease megumi. "i'm not teasing you.. i'm literally trying to flirt with you, but you're so oblivious." [name] hummed.

megumi suddenly stiffened and his eyes went wide. megumi couldn't believe what he had heard. [name] was in love with him of all people? there was no way. that was not possible at all! this was just [name] messing with him, right? right??

"gumi.. are you okay?" [name] asked, tilting his head as he inspected megumi with a concerned expression on his face. "gumi..?" [name] repeated, taking another step forward until the two boys were only less than an arms length away.

"you're in love me with me?" megumi finally broke, his mouth left hanging open as he finished speaking. he couldn't believe it. he refused to believe it. there was no way someone as sweet as [name] would ever like someone as cold as megumi. "are you serious?" megumi mumbled, his eyes staring off into the distance, away from [name]'s face.

[name] nodded, his concerened expression softening into a smile. "yes, i am. why would i not be?" [name] said, his voice dropping to a whisper as he cupped megumi's cheek. it was practically burning due to the amount of blood that had rushed to it.

megumi finally met [name]'s gaze. his mouth was still wide open, and he felt his throat going dry. he couldn't believe that all of this was happening right now, it was almost like a dream. a dream that seemed too good to be true.

"[name].." megumi croaked out before he gulped in hopes that his throat would become the opposite of dry. "i.. i think i love you too.." megumi continued, his eyes darting down to the floor as he was too shy and flustered from all of this attention.

"can i kiss you?" [name] asked, his voice slightly shaking as he was becoming nervous too. he hoped megumi would say yes and not reject him.. that would be embarrassing.

megumi's eyes met [name]'s again. the ravenette bit his lip and nodded. his heart was racing, it felt as if it was going to burst out of his chest. of course, megumi didn't want that though. he wanted to kiss megumi and not risk any incidents of his heart leaping out of his chest.

[name] then closed the minimal gap that was left between his and megumi's face, before they joined together in a kiss.

it felt magical, like it was something out of this world for the both of them. neither of them could believe that they were kissing eachother right now. they wouldn't of believed it, even after sleepness nights talking with eachother, subtle glances and 'teasing'.

yet, their fairytale moment was ruined by a loud "ew!" being heard from someone.

the culprit was none other than itadori yuji. he had come out of the store with nobara by his side and they witnessed all of the kissing. how embarrassing.

"oh i'm so telling gojo this! he'll love it!" nobara cackled, taking a quick photo of megumi and [name]'s flustered faces.

megumi groaned and he pulled away from [name]'s lips reluctantly. he hid his face by turning away, not wanting to be confronted by his friends who'd definitely pry and tease him about this.

the first years then started making their way back to jujutsu tech, talking about random things. or, well, teasing megumi and [name] about their public kiss.

whilst itadori and nobara laughed on the way back, [name] took ahold of megumi's hand as they walked. he then started to whisper in megumi's ear, making sure their friends couldn't hear.

"boyfriends?" [name] asked, looking at megumi with stars in his eyes. megumi nodded and he smiled at [name]. "boyfriends." megumi repeated, confirming the start of his and [name]'s relationship.

and of course, when the first years got back, nobara showed gojo the photos and megumi never heard the end of it.

☆ author's note: i hope you like this anon. i'm so sorry this took long to write, i've been quite busy which sucks 😪 i'll try keeping up with other requests and post them soon.

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☆ bandages and kisses

cloud strife x male reader [he / him]

sypnosis: [name] ends up bandaging cloud up after one of cloud's comissions. cloud finds himself opening up to [name] and confessing. (meant to be viewed as romantic.)

the lowercase is intentional !

- warning: cuts, bruises and blood mentioned.

"you've got to stop doing this to yourself, cloud." [name] sighed, shaking his head as he continued to wrap bandages around cloud's arm. "like, seriously. remind me how many times i've patched you up this month?"

cloud looked away, frowning a little. he didn't want to admit the amount, it was definitely too much to count. it was definitely way too much for a normal person to be bandaged up. but, of course, cloud wasn't a normal person. he was a merc, an ex-soldier carrying a bunch of burdens on his shoulders.

"..too many times." cloud mumbled, finally accepting defeat after being called out. "i'm sorry." well, that was a first. [name] had never heard cloud apologise before, so this was definitely a first for him. "i know i should take it easy, but i can't. i have a duty to fulfill, even if that means i injure myself badly because people don't know how to fight properly.."

[name] just hummed, tying up the bandage that he finished wrapping on cloud's arm. "i get it. you're strong and you want to flaunt it around by having scars." [name] teased, chuckling a little. this made cloud huff, he didn't appreciate this 'joke' [name] made.

"you have any more cuts or bruises i should check out?" [name] asks, removing his hand from cloud's arm and looking at him with a face of concern. cloud nods in response. "yeah, my chest has a few i think." he says. [name] smirked back. "pull your top off then. i can't help you if your shirt is still on." he chuckled. cloud then pulled off his top, revealing an array of scars, bruises and freshly formed wounds on his skin.

[name] whistled as he saw cloud's bare chest. it was toned and glistening in the light, a truly pretty sight to see. [name] couldn't believe he was so lucky to see this sight. he didn't think cloud was going to take his top off so quickly without a rebuttal.

"damn, you probably pick up a lot of ladies with a body like that." [name] joked. in all honestly he loved to tease cloud, it was so easy to get a reaction from the blonde. this time was no different, of course.

cloud's cheeks turned a light shade of pink and he looked away from [name]'s gaze. he couldn't stand the jokes [name] made. he didn't appreciate them one bit.

"i'm not even going to answer that." cloud muttered, his face still turned away from [name]. "just hurry up and clean my cuts. i'm getting cold." cloud sighed. it was true, he was getting cold. there were goosebumps forming on his arms and his hairs started to stand on end.

"okay, okay." [name] smiled, getting some alcohol wipes and grazing them over cloud's skin. luckily, the cuts cloud had on his chest weren't deep or that painful, so the cleaning process was quick and left cloud unharmed.

[name] continues cleaning up cloud's few cuts with some wipes before speaking up again. "i must say, you're complaining about being cold but your shirt has no sleeves anyway. how are you not cold all the time?" he asks, genuinely curious about how cloud was not cold in that tank top. if it was [name] wearing it during the winter, he'd definitely freeze to death. maybe it was because cloud was an 'ex-SOLDIER' or because of the whole mako thing. either way, [name] didn't get it.

"..what? not appreciative of my jokes today?" [name] cocked his head to the side, smirking slightly at cloud to get a rise out of him. "i mean, yeah, the ladies probably love the tank top and your bod and all, but i don't understand how you don't get cold wearing that." [name] simply stated, shrugging before continuing to clean cloud's wounds.

"i bet tifa loves all of it." [name] mumbled to himself with a smirk still playing on his face.

that's when cloud had enough of [name]'s games. he was fed up by all of this talk about ladies.. and his body.. and now tifa.

"i don't want tifa to love my body, or whatever you're implying." cloud replied, sighing. he was growing more and more frustrated by [name]'s comments, but he couldn't grow too angry. [name] was patching him up and the one most dearest to cloud. "i want you to.." it slips out in a whisper, completely by accident.

[name] stops for a second. he didn't know if he heard correctly, so he just threw away the dirtied wipe into the nearby bin and he laughed.

"oh." [name] laughs, thinking it was cloud's turn in telling jokes. however, by the look on cloud's face (his blush, and eyes darting everywhere to not look at [name]) it was obvious the blonde was not joking.

"shit. you're being for real?" [name] asks, tilting his head and raising a brow at his friend. "i always assumed you were into tifa- i mean, you guys were always close back then and now you are.. i guess?" [name] sighed before speaking up again. "men are confusing." he says, as if he is not a man himself.

"i'm serious." cloud speaks up, a little flustered and embarrassed by this whole ordeal. he never expected that he'd fumble this bad and confess in the most stupid and unromantic way ever. "i want you to love my body.. not just my body though, that sounds weird." cloud's voice is quiet, and seemingly nervous. definitely a different and more vulnerable cloud than the one [name] was used to.

[name] hummed in response and he finally finished wiping down cloud's chest, putting a few plasters on the really bad areas. he then handed the blonde his tank top, watching him put it back on. [name] smiled a little at cloud before he spoke up.

"i do love your body.." [name] joked again, staring at cloud with a sickeningly sweet smile. "but i love all of you too." he admitted, taking one of cloud's gloved hands into his own. "i just thought you were into tifa." [name] repeats, shaking his head. "so i didn't say anything, just incase you did actually like her."

cloud was now totally flustered. even though [name] was holding his hand through a glove, cloud could feel everything about [name]'s hand. it was driving him crazy. in a good way, of course.

"i should probably stop mention tifa now.. you literally just said something and i just confessed so, this is not the right moment.." [name] muttered, laughing nervously as he met cloud's eyes. "but, i mean it. you know, the whole 'i love all of you' thing. seriously." [name] continued.

cloud nodded and he smiled back at [name], taking in a deep breath before he spoke himself. "thank you.." he says, feeling the need to say it. nobody had ever confessed to him before, so he didn't know what to say. sure, people flirted with him on the streets calling him a 'hot merc', but this was different. this was an actual confession. "i love all of you too.. i mean it." cloud whispers.

[name] grins even wider, if that was even possible. he then leans over and places a small kiss on cloud's forehead.

"i'm glad you feel the same way, then." [name] replied, stroking cloud's gloved hand. "we should probably go out some time, don't you think? we'd make an awesome couple." [name] smirked.

cloud laughed this time, looking at [name] with a slight tint of pink dusting his cheeks. "of course, i'd love to go out with you some time." cloud said, feeling the happiest he had ever felt in ages.

"next time i have to patch you up, i'm giving you lots of kisses. just a heads up." [name] hummed, kissing cloud's forehead yet again. "every cut or bruise you get is one kiss from me." [name] said before leaning down and kissing one of the cuts on cloud's arm.

"i guess i'll get some more bruises on my next comission then." cloud joked, loving the way [name] was making him feel right now. he felt so loved and happy in that moment, he never wanted it to end.

cloud was sure looking forward to the next time he'd get tended to by [name]. instead of them being friends, it'd now be a boyfriend treating his boyfriend with lots of kisses. cloud absolutely loved the idea of that.

☆ author's note: this took so long to write. i'll try get requests done but i have absolutely zero time management help me. i hope this is actually somewhat adequate.

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