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DENJI! SHE'S TRYING TO TURN YOU INTO A WEAPON, DENJI! IT'S ANOTHER GIRL TRYING TO KILL YOU! DENJI! I KNOW YOU WANT A GENUINE CONNECTION WITH OTHERS BUT IT'S GOING TO HURT REAL BAD, DENJI! DENJI!

Hi, May i request a headcanon for ran , rindo and angry with toji fushiguro fem reader . thank you

With a fem! Fushiguro Toji reader // Ran + Rindou + Angry

genre: fluff (???) idk what this is but yeah

warnings: curse words, timeskip! ramen shop owner Souya, reader is named "Fushiguro Touya"

A.N: Im not sure what I did here but enjoy. Not confident about this because I have never written for the Haitani brothers, anygays, likes and reblogs are deeply appreciated, reposts are not allowed! have a nice day 😚

Haitani Ran:

He was so intrigued when he first saw you, a big, muscular, pretty woman. You were walking in the streets looking for something. You gave him a very seductive vibe, something about you just draw him and his curiosity.

Asking things like "can I help you? you seem lost", making casual talk to you, "how many times a week do you work out?", "can I do it with you, you know, just to become more husky", "what do you eat? we can eat together if you want to"

After all his insisting, you ate gourmet, expensive food, he tried to show you Roppongi as if he was the king. fancy restaurants, shops, jewelry, anything you named was given to you and you were not opposing the offers.

It was a nice day, but obviously, it needed to end, he did interrupted your mission but the day was so luxurious that you decided to forgive him, you gave him your number in case of any "emergency" and left Japan thinking about the "king of Roppongi" and how the hell was he so handsome.

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Haitani Rindou:

Kinda intimidated ngl.

He was taking a ride in his bike when he saw a very attractive woman hitting the air??? no, it wasn't the oxygen, it was a monster??? no idea what that was but totally nothing good.

He tried to help you but the moment you saw him he freezed, shocked in the scene of you ripping the creature apart.

"Nothing to worry about here, its just uhm... a wild animal, yeah", knowing he hadn't bought it, "are you sure that was an animal? it didn't look like one" he said, you gave him a cocky smirk and explained to him the basics given the fact that he could see curses.

Acted like if he understood, inside he was freaking out.

Super curious about your proffesion. not all days you see a "sorcerer", he didn't had to know that you killed sorcerers.

Invited you to his house to help wound you. You weren't expecting a full ass mansion.

You gave him your number for any special job he needed done and left without a warning, leaving the poor man more confused then he already was.

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Kawata Souya (Angry) :

He saw you entering his ramen shop, the vibes in his place became weird to say the least, he went to your table to take the order, the scar in your mouth was the thing he focused on, looking like he wanted to kiss you, so you acted more flirty, the young man was attractive.

Something sparkled between you two and you stayed until his shift was over. going for a walk, chatting, until you felt someone following you, you decided to ignore it but being more aware of your surroundings.

You were ambushed by other sorcerers. your head had a price so it made sense for them to attack you, to your surprise Souya knew how to fight and did stand a chance to whoever tried to hurt you.

The day ended with Souya's arm injured and a tired Fushiguro Touya explaining what she does for a living. you crashed at his house, meeting Nahoya, the smiling twin.

You cured Angry and tried to get some sleep since you would be leaving first thing in the morning. Souya tried to persuade you to stay one more day, but it was insecure for him so you left, a smirk in your face and your telephone number in his hand.

With a touchy male! s/o // bonten! koko + ran + rindou

genre: fluff

warnings: mentions of violence, slightly suggestive in Rindou's part

A.N: I believe bonten does not have "fights", they are a little more cruel and bloody but you get the context. Rindou my man. Likes and reblogs are deeply appreciated, reposts are not allowed! have a great day 💓

request: omg I love your contents so much! I loved the m!s/o oneshots and if I can request with the same concept you posted with mikey,draken,and angry but wth bonten thank you xxxx

Kokonoi Hajime

he pushes you apart

he acts like he doesn't like it

and none of that is true, inside he loves it, he looks and yearns for it, but demonstrates the opposite because he wants to show he is this mysterious and big guy

also because of your security, wouldn't want anything to happen to you

kinda possesive, like all of the gentlemen of this list

lets you be yourself in private, there he can show you how much he loves you

he is not the type to fight but if you are he will route and cheer for you, and if he can, help you

your height shows more power to him so he is proud to have a boyfriend like that

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Haitani Ran:

he shows you off so much

"everyone look at my man, so beautiful being mine"

wants everyone to know you are together and you being touchy just gives the spice it needs

always has his hands on you, whether its your lower back or your ass or your thigh, whatever he can grab

will kiss you in front of others only when jealous

somehow makes the other members jealous and needy for affection

he KNOWS you can protect yourself so showing you off is no problem

you became that type of dinamic duo, just like Ran and Rindou before, Rindou is jealoussss

but don't worry, you later become a dinamic trio or whatever it should be called.

¡! ¡! ¡! ¡! ¡! ¡! ¡! ¡! ¡! ¡! ¡! ¡! ¡!

Haitani Rindou:

look at this man and tell me he is not touch starved

you can't.

he is because I say so.

LOVES (with the whole extension of the word) WHEN YOU CARESS HIS HAIR

and when you helped him dye it he went to heaven

it lulls him to sleep too

will hold your hand in public

only gets handsy when he is jealous, he will be all over you grabing your ass, whispering naughty things to you, such a tease

but only demonstrations of affection in talks or reunions, not fights

would prefer to have you at home safe and sound while he is doing the dirty work

gets super cute when he is about to sleep aned when he has just woken up

"y/n, why is your chest so warm" he says while burying his face in your chest, trying to hear your heartbeats

a master with words, always gets you all flustered when it should be the other way around

you both pin on each other constantly, tho he acts like an innocent, unknowing man.

Unexpected Chapter 18

summary: what to expect when you’re expecting the child of a rich, womanizing, alcoholic, unredeemable asshole? and what to do when the unexpected, improbable, irrational happens?

pairing: jean kirstein x (fem) reader

genre: modern au, 18+

warning: jean and reader arguing, postpartum, angst 

When Jean went back to the office – a week after the baby’s birth – he was pleasantly surprised by all the congratulations he got. People whose names he didn’t even know smiled at him and shook his hand. Pieck hugged him, which was bizarre and somewhat uncomfortable. Sasha came to his office to perch on his desk and flick through the hundreds of photos he’d taken on his phone since the birth. Connie brought champagne and cigars for the whole floor.

Less surprising, and much less pleasant, were all the messages Mr. Ackerman had left. They ranged in timbre from furious to businesslike to mind-numbingly boring. He rested his head in his hands as he listened to them, too exhausted to get riled up. He’d slept no more than three hours at a time since his daughter’s birth.

In some ways, it was a relief to be back at the office. Y/n had cried every day since the baby had been born. Most of the time, she cried in the shower, or when he went to his penthouse to get more clothes and freshen up. Her eyes were tell-tale, though. They were red-rimmed and swollen. He didn’t ask why she cried. He assumed it was hormones run amuck, and he knew that when it came to Y/n, hormonal sobbing was only one misstep away from hormonal rage.  

For her part, the baby didn’t bother hiding her tears or her indignation. She seemed to cry whenever she was awake. She was particularly apt to wail until she was red in the face if it was in the middle of the night.

Jean was hopeless in the face of all this. Feeding the baby worked, so he tried feeding Y/n. That didn’t work. No matter what he brought her or made her, she picked at it listlessly. Letting Y/n curl up in bed and sleep, undisturbed, worked.  The baby seemed determined never to sleep, no matter how much he begged and rocked and paced. He would bottle-feed her pumped breastmilk so Y/n could sleep, and still, she’d cry and cry.

Her crying would keep Y/n awake, and she’d say, wan-faced, “Please make her stop.”

“I’m trying.”

“Please.”

“I’m trying!” His temper would flare up, stoked by his frustration and exhaustion, and then he’d tamp it down. “Go back to bed.”

When she did, Jean would speak to the baby, in a hushed, urgent voice. “Okay, sweetheart. Mommy needs sleep. You have to stop crying.” The baby would only cry harder as if she could sense his distress.

Bargaining worked with neither Y/n or the baby. Neither of them would listen to reason.

It was slowly driving him insane. He was a man of reason. He was ready to be back at work. Guilt plagued him, but in his office, he was in control. He kept his own schedule, not the schedule of a six-pound dictator. It was blessedly quiet.

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HELICOPTER HELICOPTER

match up request: IM SO HAPPY YOU’LL DO A MATCH UP FOR ME THANK YOU BABES🥺💓💓💙

(All the sparkles for you✨✨✨✨)

I like meeting new people and I rarely talk about myself I’m always asking other people random shit about their lives without being too invasive but yesterday my fren asked “wth you conducting a survey” and Imma shut up now.

I have mastered the art of acting like I’m confident even though I’m really not and genuinely convinced I’m not that attractive but like I’m very much okay with it if that makes sense. I’m spontaneous and love doing random ass dumbshit. I think I’m smart but also not because all I know is a variety of surface level knowledge. I love problem solving and deal with pressure pretty well.

I like hanging out with frens, reading anything and everything, playing volleyball and binging slice of life anime because other anime hurt too much. I also like everyone on tumblr being their weird and authentic selves 😂😂

I dislike people who act like they’re better than others or hurt others only because they know they can get away with it. Just wanna punch their face so bad. I also hate when it gets hot or people who tell me what to do.

My preferred gender would be male and I always look for an s/o whose kind and witty. If you can retort with sarcastic remarks I will fall in love. (Pls be taller than me I’m 5’8 and where I’m from half the boys are shorter than me) and I like being physically clingy if you’re good with that ISSA BONUS FOR ME.

I match you with...

¡! Akashi Takeomi ¡!

Why?

you would make a chaotic and chill duo, I know that sounds crazy but you mix and combine so well. Its like almost opposites but not quite there! You both have what you need and your relationship is mostly based in confidenciality and trust.

general headcanons:

¡! SFW ¡!

you meet at your work. you worked at a bank and he was trying to get a credit card and you were helping him, he first noticed the way you addressed him as, your politeness and spontaneousness, then he checked you, and oh boy was he mesmerized, obviously trying not to be caught.

in the afternoon, after your work shift, you were going for a coffee/tea and something to eat before going to your apartment, he saw you entering the coffee shop. you ordered and as you waited he got near you to talk about the "credit card" and some questions he had with the interest. one thing led to another, and there you were, standing in the middle of the coffee shop giving your number to a stranger and getting called for your order.

since that encounter you were usually wondering about the mysterious man and how had he caught your attention, you were now messaging each other.

he asked you to be his girlfriend in the 5th or so date, you already knew much about him because of your tendency to ask a lot of things and he was sure there was something very enchanting in the way you expressed towards him. A good bouquet of sakura flowers in his left hand and an inviting sign in his right hand presented to you in the afternoon outside your apartment, you went to a fancy restaurant. five words at the same place that started your date 2 hours later surprised you, "would you be my girlfriend?"

your relationship started a bit awkward, he realized you didn't talk to him much about yourself, so he made himself a promise to remember every little detail you said.

he was very happy when you told him about acting, he encouraged you to start taking more castings and to follow your dreams. the first time he accompanied you to one he was very excited and proud to see you doing what you liked.

he told you about his gang past after a few months, he didn't expect you to be so calm about it, you already knew it.

he's a big softie for you, he might act all tough and very strong on the outside, but when he is in your arms he feels so secure and warm.

protective, not to the point of forbidding you of going out with other people, just to let people know of what belongs to him.

he lets you be clingy, even in public.

he's just clingy to you when he has just woken up or when you are cuddling together, in public he will hold your hand, put his hand in your lower back and peck your cheek.

lots of forhead kisses!!!

he is always there for you no matter what.

respects you so much, he drinks respect women juice everyday btw.

I think his love language is giving gifts and acts of service so expect a lot of presents, expensive ones mostly because he loves to spoil you 😽

midnight rides

you are that badass couple

intimidating mysterious man, and sweet extrovert woman.

you both are chaotic by the way your relationship works, you always know what each other wants without saying a word and normally end up doing something super weird like going to buy peanut butter and pickles at 3 am

one moment you both act like some angsty teenagers in love and the other you act like an old married couple.

¡! NSFW ¡!

he is never going to pressure you to do something you don't want to do. it is ok for him if you want to have sex the first day of relationship or 1 year later

he's a dom

he lets you ride him from time to time, but he mostly has the control

daddy kink.

loves to hear you begging but always lets you cum

grunts a lot, he will moan only when you are giving him head

big cock, average girth, 7 in, curved up, has a vein in its left side, a little darker than his natural tone, not shaved but trims it from time to time.

he doesn't care if you are shaved or not, its natural for hair to grow there

loves lace lingerié. use black lingerié, drives him crazy

king of dirty talk

but he makes it fancy 😩

"what? my naughty girl wants some action?", "do you want me inside of you, darling", "oh princess you look exquisite in that position", "you can handle it, sweetheart, can you?"

fav position is when you are almost sitting and he is standing face to face and 69, him on top

likes to choke and spank you

not into bdsm but can try it

before having actual sex you had other sexual interaction like oral, fingering, etc

he is more of an equal pleasure guy, but loves to make you scream with three of his fingers inside you

he doesn't have a preference in body types, whatever you have will work for him

he gets very emotional after the act, start saying "i love you" and reassures you of his love because inside he is very scared to loose you in any way <3

[sakura: ephemeral beauty]

with love, for: @hikroki-blog

¡! song recommendation ¡!

I just wanna know where the parents are in Tokyo Revengers.

If Tomorrow Is Different

word count: 5.8k+

pairing: Viktor/Photographer!Reader, Viktor x Photographer!Reader (I always use GN pronouns!)

warnings: none! just tooth-rotting fluff and so. much. flirting.

notes: i could write all day about flirty/peppy viktor i love him SO MUCH this little cheeky mf! got this out yesterday (vik’s bday!!) but accidentally… deleted it… yeah TvT but uh happy belated bday vitya!! <3

this fic is also cross-posted on AO3! hope you enjoy!

Piltoverian photographs aren’t supposed to be complex.

They’re still images, after all, only a story brought to life by certain motifs in a work.

Dark contrasts, stunning detail, matte finishes, perfection that has yet to be tapped into—this is what most request. After years of experience, along with guidance from experienced professionals, you’ve learned to master your craft.

Finding the optimal angle to invoke power as a theme—it’s already a done deal when the mere mention of the task comes about. Marking Piltover as a country that has endured toil and shed its chrysalis of grime to emerge into an ornate creature of power—easily approachable. Showing off luxuries and the finest qualities of the elite—taken care of with a simple snap of pearls and gold.

Results are always surface-level, superficial, unreal because you’re able to mask the imperfections on camera—the qualities that always jump out at you, scaring the lens into submission. It’s the “scourge of Piltover,” a nightmare that buries its claws deep within your profession in the city, plaguing every individual, no matter how seemingly humble.

You’re well-adjusted to curing the illness, hiding what needs to be hidden, perhaps even inclined to make people look better than they actually are.

But with Viktor, there comes a dilemma.

Viktor, weak and feeble, as if a gust of wind may break his bones and put a stop to his heart. Viktor, fickle and nuanced, this unspoken genius that lays behind the shell of a human, blooming into brilliance with every second of existence.

How are you supposed to immortalize such a man?

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