i feel so embarrassed typing this out but. Haha you'll know who this is by the request,,, ryusui x oc. can be literally anything [even inspired by the art i made i mean what art I MADE NO ART] fld vkjskaxfje rldfske. NOT SAYING HER NAME. I'M ASHAMED. HER OC DOC IS PINNED TO THE OC CHANNEL IN THE SERVER IT'S THE. ONE SENT BY ME. aka setra. Haha. Ha. [just dm for the link if you can't find it this is just me being insanely embarrassed about self-indulgence. Haha. Kill me.]
Ryusui x Miryuu
A match made in heaven honestly
“Mir-chan!”
She looks up from what she’s doing at the sound of Ryusui’s voice, her heart fluttering when she sees him running right to her with one of those big grins on his face.
“Hey, Ryusui!” She says when he stops in front of her. He was breathing hard, he must have run all the way from the ship to get to her. How very like him, she thinks. When he wants something or to be somewhere, he makes it happen no matter what.
“I have a gift!” He says.
“For who?”
“You, of course!”
She blinks at him, head tilting a little in confusion. She hadn’t asked him for anything before he left, that she can recall. She stands, holding out her hand for whatever he has to give her, only for him to shake his head.
“No, you need to close your eyes,” He says
“Why?” She asks.
“Because I don’t want you to see it until it’s in your hand, of course!” He says, grinning at her.
There’s something in the way he’s standing, in the way his tone comes out a little shaky, that feels off. But she can’t quite put a pin in what it was. Could Ryusui be nervous? No, that’s not possible, he was never nervous.
Closing her eyes, she wiggles the fingers of her outstretched hand, encouraging him to just give her what he has. She hears him take a breath then the rustle of a hand digging in a pocket. He mumbles something under his breath she doesn’t quite catch, then the tips of his fingers set something small into the palm of her hand.
“Okay,” He says quietly. “Open.”
She opens her eyes, inspecting the object that she’s been given.
It’s a ring, with an aquamarine gemstone in the middle. The band of the ring wrapped around the stone like waves on the sea, and had several smaller yellow gemstones set into it. The stones were no doubt lab grown, as she wasn’t sure where they would have found natural aquamarine in the stone world, but even still, it was beautiful. She could tell that a lot of careful care and craftsmanship had gone into making it.
She looks up, lips parting to tell him what she thought of the ring, only to find him no longer standing in front of her. Instead, he was kneeling. Waiting patiently for her to give him her attention once more.
“What…are you doing?” She asks, heart leaping out of her chest. There was no way he was doing what she thought he was doing. Not in a million billion years, was he about to ask her-
“Miryuu Capitana, will you marry me?”
She stares at him, eyes wide. Was this real, or was she dreaming? Had he seriously just asked her to marry him? But-
“W-why?” She asks in her shock.
“Because I want you,” He says it like it’s the most obvious thing in the world.
“You want everyone!”
“Not like this.”
Miryuu looks between him and the ring, taking in the style and size of it. It was small and simple, nothing like what you’d expect to be given as an engagement ring from the Ryusui Nanami. And yet, it was perfect. It had her birthstone in the middle surrounded by an imitation of the waves encrusted with his birthstone. It was meant specially for her, to show just how intertwined the two of them always were, and always would be.
No one else would ever be given something like this from him. Money, sure, but nothing this intimate. Nothing this special. Only she was being given that opportunity.
“I- Ryusui-”
“Please.”
That startles her even more. Ryusui only pleaded with maybe two other people, and even then it was rare. Extremely, extremely rare.
He was being serious, and he was showing her in every possible way he could think of. There was no wide grin, no laughter. Just a serious looking Ryusui, a ring, and his question.
“Yes,” She finally breathes. “Yes, I will marry yo-”
She’s in his arms being spun around before she can even finish her acceptance. Ryusui was laughing now, excited and purely happy. She can’t help laughing too, wrapping her arms around him and pressing a few kisses into his hair.
“We’re going to have the perfect wedding!” He declares. “Only the best for my wife!”
Wife. She was about to become his wife.
Can you do a touch starved tsukasa x a male reader
I will do my very best!
Tsukasa x male!Reader
The first time you touch him, he freezes, his whole body tensing at the sudden and unexpected contact.
It had been such a nonchalant, casual thing for you. A simple hand on his arm while the two of you were talking. You hadn't even thought about what you'd done, or why you'd done it. It had just felt right in the moment. But you catch how still he goes, how startled he seems behind his usually calm expression.
You mumble an apology as you pull away, earning yourself one of his small smiles and nods, along with a soft assurance that it was alright.
"I'm just not used to it," He says. "Usually when I touch someone, it ends in violence."
The second time you touch him, it's more purposeful. More cautious. You offer him your hand when he’s exhausted from training and slumped on a tree stump, telling him it was time to eat.
He pauses, considers your hand, then takes it.
The third time and fourth times you make contact, it's his decision.
His hand comes down on your shoulder a little harder than he'd intended, startling you and causing you to almost mess up what you were doing. You look up over your shoulder at him, face flushing, the warmth of his palm heating your whole body.
“Sorry to startle you,” He says, looking a little sheepish. “Mind if I join?”
You nod, shifting over a bit so he can sit beside you, spreading himself just enough to let his knee bump against yours. Not that you minded, of course.
“What are you working on?” He asks, leaning closer than one would expect from him.
“Oh, uh, it's just a little personal project,” You say with a chuckle, turning the paper in your hands for him to see.
His eyes flit across the page, taking in every line scrawled across it.
“How impressive,” He says softly. “You must have a good memory to be able to do things like this.”
You laugh, completely missing the way the sound lights up his expression for a moment.
“If you're impressed, then I must be doing a good job,” You say, grinning.
“I agree.”
He leaves you not too long after that, with a hesitant hand pressed between your shoulder blades for the shortest of moments before he walks off.
The fifth time you touch, there's blood.
It's everywhere, yet he looks so calm. You keep your hands pressed into his side, eyes wide, as you try to process what happened. It had been so fast. One minute, you were collecting herbs for Senku, the next Tsukasa was next to you, taking a bite to the ribs directly from a wild animal that had snuck up on you.
Nothing but rapid apologies spill from your lips. You should have been paying more attention, should have noticed the danger before it got too close. But you were exhausted after too many long nights staring up at the ceiling begging for sleep to come. All you could do was thank the heavens that Tsukasa had been nearby, otherwise it could be you bleeding all over the place right now.
You insist that he lean on you as you head back to get him treated, so that he doesn’t agitate his injured side. He chuckles, reminds you that he’s had worse, but does it anyway.
You don’t know what exactly changes in him after that, but every time you make contact afterwards, it feels almost like he’s come to find your touch as a new comfort. Something he not just wants, but needs.
Whenever you sit or stand close to him, you find him shifting closer, letting his shoulder or knee press lightly against yours, he becomes the first to offer you high-fives when you do something cool, and whenever he approaches you from behind, he’ll press a hesitant hand to your upper back so as to not startle you.
It becomes so constant, yet you just can’t get used to it. He stays physically distant from everyone else, so what exactly was it that made you so special? Had you done something? Did he just like you more than everyone else?
If only he wasn’t so hard to read. You could ask him, you suppose, but how exactly do you bring that up in casual conversation without accidentally causing him to distance himself from you again?
You rub at your face with a sigh. Your head was killing you, and your vision was starting to get hazy. A nap would be perfect right now. Some sleep might just help you put your thoughts in order.
“Whoa-hey!” A pair of hands grabs you, catching you just as your knees give out. You blink several times, looking up at your savior.
“Tsukasa,” You say, more to confirm it to yourself that it was him looking at you with a worried expression.
“Are you alright?” He asks, still holding on to you.
“I think so,” You say. “I’m just tired. I was gonna go try to lay down for a minute or ten.”
“Let me help you.”
“Oh, no, Tsukasa I’m fine-oh!” Your breath catches in your throat when your body is lifted with ease. Tsukasa situates you in his arms, holding you close to his chest like you were a prince in distress.
“I don’t mind,” He says. “Carrying you like this is easy, and I’d much prefer to know you made it to bed alright.”
You just nod, flustered and red-faced. As he carries you towards your sleeping quarters, you catch sight of Yuzuriha, who gives you two thumbs up, silently rooting for you.
Senku raises an eyebrow at the two of you as you pass him, and you swear you see Gen grinning like some wicked fox.
What other fandoms are you in?
At the risk of sounding super annoying with this answer:
Can you be a tiny bit more specific? Do you want the full list of everything, or just what I'm enjoying at current?
I've been in fandom for a long time and I just don't wanna give you a super long list if that's not what you're looking for :')
The night creeps in, cold but not unforgiving. Not with Simon laid under you, his body giving off enough heat to chase the chill away. You’re splayed over his torso, ear pressed to his chest, listening to his steady heartbeat.
Meeting him, having him love you, it felt like a miracle. If things in your life had gone differently, would the two of you even have crossed paths? Would you have gotten the chance to be pressed against him like this, body sore in the best way from being ravished so thoroughly. Would your left hand have the ring he gave you on it?
You push yourself up, leaning over him a bit. His dark eyes flit open, finding you immediately.
“You alright?” He asks, voice thick with interrupted sleep.
You frown to yourself, reaching out to lightly run your fingers over his face. He hums softly, eyes closing a bit as he lets himself enjoy your touch. His lips part, just slightly, when you brush over them, before he catches your fingertips in the quickest of kisses.
"Do you think we find and fall in love with each other in every universe?"
The question jolts him awake, eyebrows rising as he peers at you in the darkness.
"I don't know," He admits. "I've never thought about things like that."
Such a Simon thing to say. It honestly didn’t surprise you that much that he’d never put any time into these kinds of thought experiments. But you were curious, and maybe a bit insecure, so you decide to press on with it anyway.
“Can you try to think about it?”
“Alright, alright.”
Hello. I just wanted to say that I hope you recover from your eating disorder no matter how long it takes.
I realise that not everyone has someone in their life that encourages them or helps them, so I wish you the best recovery.
That's seriously so sweet, thank you.
I've been doing better recently, but like I said in my story, sometimes I fall down the hill and it can be hard getting back up it alone.
I'm blessed to have better people around me now than I did in the past, which has been helpful. And if anyone ever needs someone to ramble to, my inbox and messages are always open. No one should have to go through things like this alone. I've done it, it sucks.
Anyway I love you bye
Ah I see you add more info to the trio! But let's also add onto say Xeno plans his escape using Stanley as his scapegoat!
Stanley comes home after a long of work only to see Xeno running at him
Xeno slaps 200$ into his hands: "Apologize, my love."
Before sprinting as fast as he can out the house
In the distance
S/O: "STANLEY SNYDER DID YOU STEAL MY CROISSANT"
Stanley: *Sweating bullet* yes?
I stopped everything I was doing for this because oh my God this is hilarious.
The image of Xeno just shoving money in Stanley's hands and whispering "I'm so sorry, please forgive me," and running as fast as he can has me dead.
Stanley just stands there, holding the money with a confused look on his face, wondering what exactly just happened when-
"STANLEY [middle name] SNYDER!"
Oh. Oh no.
He manages to stay calm on the outside, but on the inside he's just:
Slow dancing with xeno-
That's the post.
Hi!!! can I request smut/first time hcs with Gen ? 🤭
Only if you want me to fall in love with you ♡
Gen, despite all his gravitas, has no idea what he's really doing in the beginning
He has the general idea, but he has no practical experience
So you have to help direct him a little
You encourage him to explore your body
To touch and be touched, and find out what both of you like
He's a quick learner
He notes every time your breath catches, or your eyelids flutter
He memorizes every moan
Picks up very quickly exactly which tone of voice to use to turn you on the fastest
A total switch
Is happy being either top or bottom
Loves toys
Loves to use them on you, loves it when you use them on him
Surprisingly vanilla
Likes his classic missionary and cowgirl positions
He just likes to look at you (He's a romantic what can I say)
Once he's fully comfortable being intimate with you, he becomes an absolute menace
Will come up to you at random parts of the day and whisper to you using that voice to get your attention
"Shall we take a break, dearest?"
Likes to help you bathe afterwards
He likes the softer intimacy of washing you after he's been buried inside you (or had you inside him)
Yipe :D
I would love to yap with you about OCS and fic ideas
My dm's are always open if you feel comfortable with that, and you know my discord lol
- one hundred percent not 🌙
My DMs are also always open! You can literally poke me about it at any time and even if I'm sleeping I will eventually wake up and see it and scream with you in enjoyment
Hi! I just read your relationship headcanons with Senku, and just wanted to say THANK YOU! I'm so tired of fics and hc where he hates touches, huges, never kisses his s/o, doesn't do sex and doesn't care about s/o at all. The way you write about him is exactly how i see him in relationship. Thank you so much, i dont know who you are, but i already love you
I'm glad you vibe with my vision of Senku as much as I do ^-^
(I rewrote this like fifteen times because I keep wanting to write a whole ass essay I love him that much)
I saw about the s/o being the only one unpetrified if it helps 4 of those years were in stone, while the other 3 was spent trying to make the revival fluids ;-;
Helpful, but I'm still sad about it
Like, Senku only went at most six months by himself. But three years? Imagine what that would do to your psyche. You wouldn't be the same after that. It's a miracle that Suika came out as well adjusted as she did :')
Local Cryptid with chronic brainrot. I take fic requests
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