Listen Up!

With Gojo Satoru's! younger sister reader // mitsuya + hakkai + baji x fem! reader

request: Hello!! Since ur requests are open, may I request the Toman boys (you can pick who you want to write for) dating headcanons where the reader is Gojo Saturo’s younger sister and who is also a sorcerer?

genre: not fluff but yeah

warnings: curse words, platonic, you know mikey since kids and introduced you to Toman captains, gender only specified in Hakkai's part!, you are a mini fem gojo hehe, not proofread

A.N: yoaimo 💠👄💠 I love jjk so much, this is me trying to pretend I am an entp. Likes and reblogs are deeply appreciated, reposts are not allowed!

Mitsuya Takashi:

he is amazed by the way you look.

he thought he was a bit extravagant with his purple eyes and hair, and his eyebrows but you where on a different level. blue eyes, with white hair, and it was all natural!

looks to you from afar, in his mind he is making outfits for you, and if you want to make them real.

first one to talk to you out of the whole gang

a sweetheart with everyone and you are no exception.

knowing your powers he definitely kept his distance. he once saw you fight with curses and went 😵 you make it seem so easy.

he asked you how it worked and you did told him the basics because he seemed like a very mature boy and thee fact that he could see curses.

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Shiba Hakkai:

its canon he freaks out around women, and when he saw you he almost fainted.

very attracted to you but still you had something that made him dizzy, your whole aura was on another level

didn't talk to you directly, you always heard things from him from others.

when he started talking to you he couldn't mantain eye contact, and usually it was only "mikey told me this...", "mikey wants to know if you could...", or simply nodding when you came around.

he saw you exorcise a curse by accident and his mind was going crazy. 'what the fuck was that???'

he once saw Satoru with you and just 🧍‍♂️

like there are 2 of you???, just one comes in a tall male

you are bff with Yuzuha because girl power 💅🏼

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Baji Keisuke:

interested, but acts like you are a normal person.

he knows you are not a regular person tho

he is impulsive like you, just he is a like animalistic and you are more charismatic, same shit but different form.

you embrace your chaotic side with him, going for a walk to burn things, adopt stray cats, usual things for Baji.

he asked if the rumors were true, and if you could demonstrate your powers. and so you did, blowing his mind and going 'keisuke.exe has stopped working'

he expected everything to be false and that you just intimidated a lot of people, thats why they said such things, but turns out it was real and that you truly were a sorcerer.

you explained to him the world of the sorcery and curses, didn't understand nothing but acted like he did.

enjoys your company and loves your personality

goes with you to your missions even if hd can't see curses and you hadn't asked him to go, wants to protect you aaww

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♏︎ Baji Keisuke ♏︎

— with Gojo Satoru's little sister//

— I love you, bye // g.n! reader

match up request: Hello, may I please request a matchup for Kimetsu no Yaiba?

Nickname: Mel. I’m a INTP and September Virgo. Pronouns: She/her. Likes: Strawberries, tea, candy-apples, nature, scenery’s, winter, sleeping, classical music and poems.. + I think that hands and necks are really attractive. Dislikes: Insects, Lies, manipulations, possessiveness, being viewed as weak or/and defenceless, fire, head pats or touchy-ness, crowded places or too loud people. I have dark brown hair in medium length with bangs, dark green eyes and I’m quite tall. I would need someone who is honest with me and does not play with my feelings, as much as I’m scared to say this I can not deal with clingy, touchy or needy people.. I’m asexual and there are days where I will hug them but I do not like cuddles and all that much.. I will mostly hold their pinky <: I need someone who is not possessive, manipulative or lying. I also wouldn’t really like to get married or make a family since I do not think it’s necessary.. I’m already fine with being on their side, so marriage is not really important for me. The same for a family, I don’t like children that much. I would also make sure that they drink, sleep and eat enough. I also would prefer to get matched up with a male but I’m fine with a female too. Genre: Angst please *^*

More about my personality: I’m actually nice but really quiet and I’m mostly blunt. I must say that I’m not really happy and I don’t think I ever could be, but I still try to do the best out of my life. I’m mostly super tired and take a lot of naps. I also write a lot of poems where I can express myself, I often feel like I would bother people with my thoughts so I just write them down. I’m honest with people and of course myself too. My older sister means everything to me and tbh if I ever would lose her I don’t think I could recover and fall into deep depression.My mom once told me that I look way too blunt but that’s just how I’am, I do smile sometimes or share a laugh though.Whenever I’m stressed or when things hit me too hard I take a nap. + I do aerial dance <3 I’m a person who thinks deep and I have lots of imagination. Tbh I wish so much I could be somewhere else, I think that this world is rotten with cruel tendencies and people.. But over all that I do like to joke around since I’m also really sarcastic.I also must say that I’m selfish and selfless I’m between.. 50/50 but it just depends how much a person means to me. I may not be as fast as others, but I have good strategic’s and I can read people and their movements very well. My breathing style would also be something like frost breathing (made by myself) and I would have mercy towards demons. In my opinion they are fascinating creatures and are just getting taken over by Muzan’s hate and power.. I did not read the manga but I already got spoiled a lot so that does not play a big role for me <: Thank you so much! Have a good day.. <:

I match you with...

¡! Rengoku Kyojurou ¡!

Why?

You could say opposites attract, and maybe this was that case. Kyojurou was always attentive and supportive, doing the best he could, and you, trying your best too, but things somehow never turn how you want them to be.

he always left with a promise. whether it was getting you your favorite dessert to bringing something home, he always left with a promise.

this was no different, but the state he left on wasn't the best. the night prior you fought. the relationship wasn't good, him going more often to missions, and, your tendency to avoid things by sleeping and bluntness didn't help either. was he asking for too much? was he bored? where you bored? nothing really made sense anymore.

you were opposites, the flame hashira and the frost hashira, who would have thought you complemmented each other well. you needed security and someone to rely to, he offered that to you and more. lately he was more distant and your mind often wondered to the past, trying to remember how things were.

he left and never came back.

was the fight that bad?

was he bored?

what had happened?

'please don't leave'

your mind could only think of that

'please don't leave'

you clinged to those thoughts, not realizing you repeated them for the last weeks.

tears coming out of your eyes when hearing the news, you never got to apologize, or to even try to improve your relationship. he was dead.

his side of the bed cold, like the weather. usually, you enjoyed this time of the year, Kyojurou holding you in his arms, bringing warmth to your heart and body, also, it was your favorite season, winter. but now, you could never have that reassurance, the heat he emitted from his body and spoken words. you only had his last words to you, that stupid promise. "I'll be back soon"

he lied. he broke his promise. he broke your heart.

'please don't leave'

but there was nothing you could do anymore.

¡! song recommendation ¡!

I've never written angst, so it might be little messy, still, I hope you enjoyed it 💕 @frostb1tes

Hiyaaaaaa

Could you please do headcanons for Shinchiro’s ideal type of girl?🥺❤️ please💙💙💙💙💙💓💓💓💓💓💓💓💓💓💓

It would mean the world to me💓

His ideal type // Shinichiro x f. reader

genre: fluff

warnings: not suggestive but talks about body types

A. N: hope you like it, anon. if not, please send the ask again and be more detailed so I can write it how you want it. I had fun writing this and tried to be as inclusive as possible. Likes and reblogs are deeply appreciated, reposts are not allowed! ly<3

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women.

just women. 😵💖🛐💍✨

he's weak for women.

and he's not ashamed of it

he wants someone mature

he already takes care of plenty of children for his girlfriend to be acting like one...

that also involves gang bussiness, someone who can handle his past

if you met him after leaving black dragons, then he would tell you about them until your relationship has had some time, just to be sure

even if you meet him while he's in black dragons he would try to not mix both of you

he wants you safe and sound

being the founder and exleader/leader of the most known gang in Tokyo its not something to be taken lightly

if he sees you can handle it, he'll like you even more.

he wants someone kind and maternal

he is very drown to family, and keeps it as n.1 priority

so when he sees you getting along with his siblings, he'll just feel very happy and blessed

he always thinks about your future together, and your family, if you want to have one

if not, he'll be fine with that, as long as you are happy

he would prefer to have kids, and be settled

compromised

its all or nothing when talking about a serious relationship .

he is known to be flirty and "womanizer" but when he gets with someone he will be very loyal

he expects the same for you (who would cheat on him?!)

he wants an affectionate girlfriend

he needs love and a girl who can provide it would make him happy

expect a lot of cuddles

but mostly in private, he gets shy.

someone badass

I feel he is very drown to powerful women that know what they want

its not that he isn't going to take care of things, but having a girl with an opinion and strong will will make him feel secure.

looks aren't very important to him

it doesn't matter if you are skinny or fat, or blonde or brunette, or tall or short, he will love you whole, no matter what

tho he has a preference for people from other cultures.

booty or boobies? personality. but booty>>>

and he loves if you have tummy fat, he thinks its cute.

he wants someone who is creative and flexible.

he's a leo so he is compatible with aries, sagittarius, libra and gemini.

a wild guess of mine is that he has a lot of earth signs in his chart so maybe a pisces or capricorn will work the best

and for frienship, a scorpio and cancer

Overall, he wants a girl who is determined and can empathize with almost everything, even if you are his polar opposite he'll love you. As mentioned he's nuts for women same so expect a lot of praise from this lovebird 💜

Enchanted To Meet You

Viktor x f!reader | SFW | wc: 3.4k + extra story| On his deathbed, Viktor remembers all the moments he shared with you, hoping he can see you once again... even in another life.

A/N: Angsty, but hopefully the extra story will make it a bit happier.

Zaun, Runaterra. Year 1.020

It was ironic, but he didn't mind at all, not after all those years.

Life and time were always something Viktor desperately chased after since he can remember, to the point of replacing all his flesh with steel, leaving almost every trace of his humanity behind to mechanical augmentations, becoming The Machine Herald. He was finally able to live without a limp, without his damaged lungs or any limitations the human body could come across. He became the closest definition to a god in the depths of Zaun and managed to help its population with his mind and creations, a Glorious Evolution, not only for him but for the Undercity.

But time runs out even for a god.

A miscalculation he didn't notice when creating his new body, specifically, when building the power unit meant to replace his beating heart, was the cause of an irreversible malfunction 30 years after being geared on his chest. He thought it could be fixed, like every other part in his body, but he was wrong. A single failure on a divine-built mechanical body was enough to crumble it all to pieces. He tried to repair his mistake, but soon found out he wasn't able to; not only because any efforts put on the task would be useless, but because if any screw was removed out of place it would cause his body to collapse immediately, concluding with a long-lasting pain until the power inside him stopped running: an inevitably hurtful death he didn't want.

Blitzcrank, his beloved invention, was there with him through it all. The golem expected his creator to be furious, knowing his life would come to an end at the age of 59 when his original intention was to, hopefully, become immortal. But, to his surprise, The Machine Herald accepted the slow painless death that time has planned for him with ease; no frustration, no fighting. He took his mask off, revealing the face of the man he used to be years ago, and asked the robot to stay by his side during his last days, taking care of him when his augmentations began to fail; he also ordered him to take good care of Zaun when he wasn't able to. Blitzcrank, intertwining its big mechanic pinky to Viktor's hand in an attempt of a pinky promise, swore to fulfill his wish no matter what.

That was the first time Blitzcrank saw his father cry.

The second time came a month later. Viktor had to be put in bed since he began to lose strength on both his arms and legs, being forced to ask the golem to help him dismantle the Hexclaw from his back so he could lay comfortably. Blitz, like the golden "son" he was, took good care of Viktor: making him sweet milk and reading him bedtime stories to sleep (even though the only books on the shelf were science and mechanic themed). That night, Blitzcrank went to the shelf to look for another book to read, but when trying to reach a leather-cover one, the book fell to the ground, and out of it escaped a piece of yellow old paper. Blitzcrank had always been curious in general, so it couldn't resist the impulse to investigate the paper's content.

Written in sleek calligraphy a short letter could be read.

My dear Viktor, words are not enough to describe how lucky I feel for having someone so brilliant and caring in my life. Not only your mind is bright and intriguing but your heart is pure and passionate. I'll be forever grateful to have met you in this life, you and all stand for; hopefully, this picture could immortalize our golden days for us to remember when our legacy starts speaking for ourselves. Happy 25th birthday!

Yours, now and always. Y/n.

It had heard that name before. Viktor always whispered it in his sleep... well, when he managed to sleep. Blitzcrank once asked him about it, but the nostalgic glance Viktor had on his face made him swallow any other possible question.

"Maybe one day I'll tell you about it."

Blitzcrank turned the letter around, finding a medium-sized photograph stitched to the paper. There was his father, way younger. His chestnut hair didn't have the gray hairs he had today and was wearing a fancy white and golden suit, supporting himself on a cane while staring mesmerized at the beautiful woman who was right beside him, circling her waist with his other arm. She had her eyes closed and a joyful smile on her face while her arms were wrapped around Viktor's neck, a golden dress that matched the man's suit molded her silhouette to perfection. Viktor seemed happy, genuinely blissful, a soft and warm expression on his face Blitzcrank had never seen before.

The golem got excited, holding the picture in its big robotic hands as it jumped slightly due to the curiosity that blossomed within, running to the room where Viktor was as the loud thuds from its steps filled the house.

"Father! Look." Blitzcrank exclaimed as it entered the bedroom, handing Viktor the letter and photograph.

It took Viktor all his remaining will to make the effort of lifting his arm and grabbing the picture, but the spark that ignited inside his golden eyes as he saw what it was made it worth it. When his body still responded to his commands, he would sit in his studio and stare at that picture for hours, his mind lost in thoughts of what would you say if you were still there with him.

Although his whole body was replaced with steel, there was a part that he couldn't replace: his brain, whose thoughts echoed your name like a prayer every night, knowing the only way he could see you again was in his dreams or in the memories that struck him daily, where your glowing eyes would appear or your voice gifting him a gentle giggle before calling his name. He didn't have a heart, but a ghost pain hunted him down his chest whenever your image popped in his mind.

A quiet tear rolled down his face, getting lost on the pillow his head rested on.

"Father, who is she?" Blitzcrank asked, hands hidden behind its back as its robotic voice showed how interested it was to get an answer.

A deep chuckle left Viktor's mouth, who gave his creation a tender stare. He didn't have much time left, so Blitzcrank deserved to know. Tonight, the bedtime story would be narrated by him.

"Her name was Y/n, Blitz." He began, affection and fondness flowing through his words as soon as he said your name. "She was a Councilor in Piltover, well, when the Council still existed. She was my biggest support, and who I've always thought of as my soulmate..."

The first time he saw you in person was at a banquet that was held in the middle of his last year in The Academy, a year before becoming Heimerdinger's formal assistant and creating Hextech alongside Jayce. Even when the room was filled with people, loneliness was all Viktor could sense, besides the insincerity coming from his classmate's mouths when being praised him for his intellect; they despised him for being a Zaunite, they made it clear since the beginning. Viktor didn't care about what people could think or gossip about him, but he wasn't a big fan of hypocrites either; so there he was, forcing laughter, faking smiles as the evening continued.

But it all vanished when he saw your face as you entered the banquet, excusing yourself for the delay and sitting next to the members of the Council. Even though you were a Councilor, you were young, maybe a year older than him. After greeting everyone present, your eyes caught his for the first time of many. He looked away quickly, a bit embarrassed; but through the corner of his eye he noticed you were smiling sincerely with your gaze still focused on him. He returned the stare and smiled as he saw how you subtly waved your hand to him before a subtle giggle left your lips.

Even now, he still remembered how graceful your giggle was.

The second time you met was in The Academy's lab, while Viktor was polishing the last details of his graduation project. He didn't notice you came in the room until you spoke, saying his project seemed promising with your back resting on the doorframe. The spanner he was holding fell to the floor due to his surprised reaction, but you quickly picked it up as you got closer to him and began to ask what his work was about. Viktor spoke a little nervous but found your comments comforting.

"This is incredible, Viktor." You said, and he gave you a confused look.

Did you know what his name was?

"Have we met?" He asked back.

You were about to reply but Professor Heimerdinger entered the room, commenting on how fast you arrived in the lab and how glad he was Viktor and yourself finally had an opportunity to talk. He then began explaining to Viktor the reason you were there: you had been interested in his inventions and projects since the last semester, which were almost all built to guarantee better living conditions for both Piltover and The Undercity, focusing more on the last one. You saw the potential he had within his mind and were hoping to become his sponsor, his first ever sponsor. He replied almost instantly, thanking you for the trust you had in him and accepting the offer.

Heimerdinger left, joyful your encounter turned out amazingly, leaving you two alone in the lab.

"I'm enchanted to meet you formally, Councilor Y/n."

His hand reached for a handshake, which you corresponded softly while staring directly into his eyes.

"The pleasure is mine, Viktor. And there is no need for formalities, call me Y/n."

Time flew by and not only did you become his investor but his closest friend. You used to accompany him daily in the lab after finishing your duties in the Council, helping him from time to time to design and build his future inventions since you had an immense amount of knowledge in the field, which is why you were so interested in him to begin with. The days in the lab were followed by nights where you two shared your deepest thoughts and dreams, nights both you and Viktor began to treasure more than you should have, taking into consideration your current status: friends.

He remembers one of those conversations you had under de moonlight that peeked through the lab's window, where you asked him what his religious believes were.

"I don't believe in the idea of a god, to be honest." He replied honestly, staring at the scenery throughout the window. He felt your curious eyes looking at him, so he elaborated his answer. "If there was actually a god out there, I think he must hate me... so it's better to believe there's nothing out there."

He shuddered when he felt your head resting on his shoulder, admiring the scenery while sitting next to him. The corners of your mouth created a discreet smile when you noticed his heart beat seemed to accelerate due to your action.

"That's a valid view. I think I'm stuck in the in-between: I can't say I believe in something but I can't deny it either; I suppose I'm opened to all the possibilities..." You fidgeted with your fingers before continuing, a gesture Viktor spotted and found intriguing. "What I do believe in is the idea of living multiple lives, I'm not sure if the right term is 'reincarnation', but it's somehow similar."

Viktor looked at you curious, his eyes asking you to keep talking. You leaned a bit closer to him, and he decided to lay softly his head on top of yours.

It was warm, intimate in a tender way.

"I like to think that we have another chance to make things right if we failed to do them in this life, maybe with some complications of course, but I think it's worth the try. Perhaps we can collide again in one of those lives."

You thought you got too carried away while explaining your believe, maybe Viktor didn't like the theory or found it boring, but all those concerns vanished when you felt his fingers traveling to reach your hand, slowly interlocking with yours. A bit of courage gathered inside of him after you corresponded to the touch, so he softly cupped your cheek with his other hand, making you face him.

"I have no idea if we would see each other again in another life, but I'm more than fortunate by getting to meet you in this one."

Shinning tears crystalized your eyes before you stole Viktor's plan as you leaned closer to him, leaving a velvety kiss on his lips that he corresponded with pleasure while his thumb cleaned up a lonely tear that rolled down your cheek. He still remembered the feeling of your lips on his: tender, warm, like it was meant to be, just like any touch or embrace you two shared.

That sparkling night you began your relationship, and Viktor couldn't have been happier. He recalls walking wonderstruck through the empty halls of The Academy, blushing all the way home, the feeling of your lips still burning on his.

A week later Jayce's incident happened, and when you and Mel found your boyfriend and his new scientific partner trying to sneak inside Heimerdinger's office, you gave Viktor a playful smile before agreeing to covering up for them.

"Thank you, my love." Was his reply, leaving both Jayce and Mel shocked since they didn't know you guys were together.

After their success with Hextech, a party was held a day before Viktor's 25th birthday, where the picture you gifted him was taken. He still can't get out of his head how you two coincidentally matched outfits to the event, both adorned in golden pieces of fabric. When he read the letter you gave him, he pulled you into his bed and tickled you and covered your nose and cheeks with faint kisses, a sweet revenge for paraphrasing the sentence he told you when he confessed to you.

Your relationship blossomed wonderfully as years went by. Not only were you a couple, but were friends still, making your bond even stronger and minimizing any chance of fighting that may have crossed your way. You helped him and Jayce from time to time, specially when they decided to built the Hexclaw. It all seemed wonderful, perfect even, until the Hexstone was stolen and Viktor collapsed due to his illness for the first time.

He can still picture your swollen eyes from crying and the tears running down your face when he woke up in the hospital bed. Jayce decided to leave you two alone after telling Viktor the medical results. You held his hand tight as his face turned to look at you.

"Do you still feel comfortable in this relationship after knowing I'll die?" He asked.

Your grip on his hand tightened as you told him you didn't care, that you will find a way to cure him while you tried to control the sobs from leaving your lips since you couldn't do that to your tears. Viktor's chest felt heavy, he had never seen you cry so hard, but he brushed his thumb on the back of your hand as he gave you nostalgic tightlipped smile.

"You're gonna suffer more when I pass if we stay together."

A heavy chuckle left your lips before pressing a kiss on his hand. He remembers the stare and smile you gave him that night: broken like never before, but a spark of hoped remained intact. "I don't mind suffering if I get to stay with you. I love you, hear me? You idiot." You whipped your tears away quickly. "Besides, we still have more lives to meet again, right?"

Viktor smiled back softly at you and nodded. "I love you too, darling."

You didn't leave his side that night.

Sadly, no effort was enough to cure Viktor, and when he tried to use the Hexcore on himself, a life was lost in the act. He felt miserable and considered ending things once and for all, and he probably would have if Jayce didn't find him and repeated the words he told him 4 years before.

"Am I interrupting?"

They decided to make a huge change in Piltover now that Jayce negotiated peace with Silco and The Undercity, and that night The Council was going to decide if they agree to that negotiated peace.

Viktor sat next to Jayce, but his eyes never left yours. He remembers the warm smile you gave him before raising your hand, voting in favor of Jayce's proposal. Once all of the Councilors' hands were raised, he felt a weight leaving his shoulders. Maybe things were really starting to turn brighter.

But all hoped for a brighter future faded when Jinx's rocket crashed in the Council tower, leaving no survivor but him and Viktor. He still remembers how disorientated he felt as he tried to get up after the impact, and the panic burning inside his chest as he saw the destroyed room he was in, crumbling to pieces and burning in flames. All of the Councilors he spotted where death so his desperation to find you grew bigger by the second. He didn't care about not having his crutch or inhaling the smoke from the fire, his priority was finding you.

But his heart dropped to the floor when he did.

Enormous crumbles from the wall fell on your chest, breaking your ribs and crushing your insides, unable to move. Viktor dropped to his knees next to you and held your face with his hands, begging you to stay with him a little longer. You seemed like you wanted to speak but you were unable to get words out of your mouth, you didn't have the strength to. And so, while a single tear rolled down your face, your eyes closed for the last time and your last breath escaped your lips. Viktor, broken beyond repair by then, brushed that tear away from your cheek with his thumb, just like he did when he kissed you for the first time.

Uncontrollable sobs he let out as he cried like he never did before. He didn't believe in a god, but begged every single one he knew to do something, to bring you back, but none seemed to listen. Buried his face in his hands as he screamed in despair and sadness for what he thought were hours, but he didn't care. There were 'I love you's that he couldn't tell you anymore, dreams to be crated. He had so much planned to tell you and do, but it was all lost in the flames. When Jayce got up, he had to drag Viktor away from your body to leave the building before death caught him both as well, but the tears running down his face didn't seemed to stop, not even when his sobbing did. He wondered what could have been if you were still there, if faith wasn't so cruel, if the plans you had could be fulfilled. He wondered why he got to live and not you, but that's an answer that came to him not long after: the Hexcore.

Blitzcrank couldn't cry since it was not programmed or built to do so, but a sad expression could be seen in its mechanical eyes as it put its hand on top of Viktor's.

"Don't feel sad, Blitz. She was incredible after all. Bright and smart like no other. Oh, she actually was the one that came up with your name, did you know that? I had the idea of creating you back in Piltover, and she corrected your blueprints and came up with your name. Names for the projects were important to her." He said to the golem, trying to light up its mood a little.

Which worked, since Blitzcrank didn't knew it, somehow, was also connected to you.

"Mother seemed like a wonderful person. Father, do you think she would have liked me?" A spark of excitement was present in its gestures.

Viktor left out his last chuckle before answering. "She would have loved you, Blitz... But I think I'll spend forever wondering if she knew how enchanted I was to meet her."

Maybe in another life...

"I'm sure she knew, Father. You can tell her later if you want." Blitzcrank tucked him into bed properly before placing the picture Viktor had in his hands on the nightstand next to him. "Good night, father. Rest."

And so he did, closing his eyes with an undetectable smile due to his last thoughts as the power in his chest finally stopped functioning.

EXTRA STORY.

London, England. 2022.

You walked through the University's halls looking for lab #3. Professor Heimerdinger, a small man with ginger hair and a mustache was supposed to guide you there, but since he ran a bit late, you decided to search for it yourself.

Gladly it wasn't so far away as you initially thought, so you were able to find it easily after a couple of minutes. But you noticed a bit of noise coming from opened door the room had. You didn't want to intrude, since it could be considered rude, but curiosity filled your body since you probably already knew who was making so much noise in the lab. You decided to peek, the door was wide opened either way.

A tall man you already knew (kinda) had his back facing the door, working on a golden human sized golem like robot while trying to screw in some pieces that didn't seem to cooperate the way he wanted them to, making him curse from time to time in a language you were a little familiar with. You already knew about his project thanks to Heimerdinger... and about the inventions he made the past semester. He had an unique intellect that caught your attention when the candidates for your sponsorship were sent to you: a man that left his country to pursue his dream of becoming a well-known scientist and inventor, who you could tell was casted away by some of his classmates purely because of envy or xenophobia.

You rested your back on the door frame while watching him struggle with the spanner and screws, it was funny somehow, but perhaps he needed a little help.

"Seems promising."

The spanner he had in his hands fell to the floor with a loud clank as he turned around to find where the voice came from, feeling embarrassed when his eyes met yours. He knew who you were since he saw you in the party that was arranged in the middle of the year: you were an inventor yourself and your name was well-known in campus since you were pretty powerful as a sponsor for scientific and mechatronic investigations within the University, even though you were just a year older than him. He didn't expect to see you there, just as he didn't expect you to smile at him back at the party.

You chuckled softly and stepped into the lab to grab the fallen spanner, giving it to Viktor right after. You noticed his golden eyes sparkling at yours, and that familiar feeling you had back in the party appeared again.

"It does?" He asked you as a response to the compliment, to which you nodded.

"Nice accent, by the way." You complimented him. "It's Czech, isn't it?"

He nodded back in reply, expecting a mean comment about where he came from, just like his classmates used to do. However, you only gave him a subtle smile as you approach the robot's blueprints he had on the desk.

Your eyes analyzed them with care, finding a miscalculation in the equations meant for the power unit he was trying to gear inside the robot's chest. Grabbing a pencil and eraser from the desk, you quickly corrected it as his eyes stared at you in confusion.

"Come here." You asked him, and he stepped closer to you as you pointed out his mistake in the blueprint. "Look, I think you have to rebuilt some pieces of the power if you want to screw it properly so it doesn't fail or fall latter on. You made a mistake here."

Viktor inspected the blueprints and your correction with care, and found out you were right about his miscalculation. Why didn't he notice them before?

"Yeah, you're right. If I rebuilt it and place it correctly then all that's left it's to-"

"Crank it?"

His eyes left the blueprints and focused on you. The same warm smile you gave him at the party placed on your face, making his cheeks blush a bit. "Yes, crank it."

You smiled once again and began walking towards the robot, examining every detail Viktor had put carefully on his work. Even if it was steel, it was all painted gold; big hands and a fizzing arcs of lightning that danced around their frame even tho it wasn't powered on yet. This particular detail seemed interesting to you, so you turned back at Viktor, whose eyes where still focused on you.

"Does it have a name?" You questioned, pointing at the robot with one of your fingers.

"Uhm, not yet. I haven't really thought about it." He replied, a little ashamed for not giving you a useful answer.

Your gaze turned to the robot once again as you hand grabbed your chin in a thinking pose, eyes focused on the arcs of lightning still. "What about Blitzcrank?"

Viktor looked at you confused but when he noticed where your eyes where looking at, he understood where you were coming from with that name... well, besides the brief conversation you had seconds before.

"Seems like the name suits well here, so I'll take it into consideration." He said as he placed himself next to you, gaze focused on your face as you still contemplated his invention.

Something inside you knew he wasn't just taking your name into consideration but you didn't mention it, knowing he liked the name.

"This is incredible, Viktor."

Wait, you knew his name?

"Have we meet?" He questioned.

You were about to reply, but a familiar voice interrupted you.

"Y/n, dear! Sorry for the late timing." Professor Heimerdinger ran into the lab, adjusting his glassed properly over his nose and catching his breath. When he did, he noticed you both were holding a conversation before he arrived, which made him relieved since Viktor wasn't a really social person. "Oh! You got to know each other."

You both laughed softly to his comment since he was correct, but Viktor wasn't expecting the Professor to come by the lab either.

"Excuse me, Professor. May I ask why you both came here to visit me?" His tone was soft, but he couldn't hide the obvious interest that glistened in his words.

"Oh sure, Viktor!" Heimerdinger began. "You see, I've been talking to Miss Y/n for quite some time, and she seems really fascinated by the inventions you've developed during these semesters. So she came here to ask you if you were interested in receiving a sponsorship from her to help with your current project and the ones you create once you graduate."

"Well, I was supposed to be the one to ask," you giggled and shook your head at Heimerdinger, who let a 'ups!' slip his lips, "but I assume you get the idea. So, what do you think, Viktor?"

He stood there, completely speechless to the information he just received, but he knew it would be dumb to decline such rare proposal.

"It would be an honor to be sponsored by you, Miss Y/n. Thank you for putting your trust in me." Sincerity flowed through his every word as he discreetly bowed to you, something you found quite cute, making you blush.

Heimerdinger looked at you both, joyful your encounter turned out amazingly, and decided his job there was done, saying his goodbyes soon after. Now you were alone in the lab again while a comfortable silence filled the room.

You turned to face Viktor to talk to him, but you stopped the words from coming out of your mouth when you saw his hand held in the air, reaching for a handshake.

"I'm enchanted to meet you formally, Miss Y/n."

Your hand grabbed his, corresponding the handshake softly while staring directly into his eyes.

"The pleasure is mine, Viktor. And there is no need for formalities, call me Y/n."

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[3:21 am — sparks]

the quiet whirring of the air conditioner mixed with your quiets snores as you slept peacefully beside Sakusa Kiyoomi.

He studies the slope of your nose that scrunches up when you tell him you're too full for the final bite of dinner. He brushes his thumb over the softness of your cheeks that puff up a bit more when you wake up in the morning. Your lips form a pout, even in your sleep, and he almost smiles to himself because it mirrored the pout you'd put on when you wanted him to indulge you — and he always did because it was you.

It's the middle of the night, and Sakusa knows he should have been asleep hours ago but his mind kept him awake.

People always told him that sparks never die when you're in love. But over time, he knew that wasn't possible nor logical. Over time, the sparks dwindled down, and things that were new to him became routine. It scared him at first.

What if he was falling out of love?

But he still wanted you to cradle his face after training, and he still felt the need to hold your hand in empty cafe's on Sunday nights because it just felt right.

Maybe he knew it all along, maybe he needed a late night to realize it, but those people? They were absolutely wrong. Sparks die down, but that doesn't mean the loves fizzles out too.

Kiyoomi still felt love in the way you wake up early to send him off to training, knowing damn well you were anything but a morning person. Love came in quiet Saturday nights, the both of you doing your own thing but still having your limbs touching just because.

The sparks were gone, but Kiyoomi still felt warmth in his heart when you snuggled up to his side because you always loved cuddling him, even if he hated it (he loved it).

The sparks were gone but your love still felt like a warm drink on a cold night that felt a little less lonely with you by his side. Your sleeping figure beside him felt warmer than any spark or flame their is.

The sparks were gone but your warmth made him know that this was love, it was true, and it was home.

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this was so self indulgent im sorry

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About a week ago I posted this.

I’ve been getting horrible messages like this in my ask for months, including:

and my personal favorite

After getting the message saying “Just go kill yourself” I was completely done dealing with this person’s horrible messages and replied with just an “Okay.” and logged off tumblr.

About a week later I logged back on with 17 messages in my ask, most of them from the anon. I scrolled down and at first when I logged off, the anon messaged me things like

I scrolled up more and all of a sudden they started sending me more and more messages like

This was extremely surprising to me. I thought “After all those horrible messages you sent to me for MONTHS about hating me and wanting me dead, you say ‘sorry’ and that you ‘cant be responsible for someone’s suicide’?”

But I guess the lesson goes like this:

DONT TELL ANYONE TO KILL THEMSELVES UNLESS YOU ARE PREPARED FOR WHAT MIGHT ACTUALLY HAPPEN

@#! SHINICHIRO AS YOUR BOYFRIEND

↬ pairings: sano shinichiro x reader

↬ cw/tws ⚠️: touching, kissing, physical affection

↬ requested: no

↬ barrista’s note ☕: NOT ENOUGH SHINICHIRO CONTENT.

#SHINICHIRO

THIS BOY I STG I JUST WANNA CRY

okay, shinichiro is the most affectionate (physically) boyfriend you can ever have, can’t change my mind.

you’re in public? he couldn’t care less. he pulls you to his lap, hugs you, holds your hand, kisses your neck, picks you up and spins you around… he is affectionate !!

shinichiro is extra observant when it comes to his s/o so he notices every slight bit of change right away

he’s the best at comforting you, shinichiro knows exactly what to do to make you feel better <3. you want cuddles? get under the blankets, he’s waiting. you wanna watch movies? he’d already rented your favorite movies and the snacks are ready. he is away and he can’t come to see you? care package full of cute little things and your favorite snacks

he always checks on you via texts if you’re not together, he also sends good morning/night texts every day <3.

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