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Hugo Vivian x GN!reader

fluff/slice of life

Hugo, for the life of him, cannot eat avocados.

You tried introducing avocados to him with guacamole but…he’d immediately say “no”

He reminds you of a big baby. And it was annoying.

“But Hugo..it’s a very high-fibre food..” you wave the chip doused in guac near his face, to which he backs away like he’s allergic.

“Chia seeds is a great alternative. Specifically one of the highest fibre-packed things i can eat.” He replies matter-of-factly.

“I swear it tastes good..” You plead, persistent on offering him the piece of food.

He simply clicked his tongue, looking away as if you were spoonfeeding him the nastiest thing alive. With a sigh, you put down the chip and stared at the fridge longingly. “I was gonna give you an eclair if you at least tried..”

“ueh..” Hugo froze, now looking at the lonely chip with guacamole.

He did get his eclair, as promised...though you found him shuddering to himself as he read his empty book for the nth time today.

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Rin Itoshi x GN!reader

fluff. Rin being domestic in the mornings

Five minutes ago, you were savouring the warmth of your bed with Rin.

But whenever he sleeps over, getting out of bed immediately feels easier.

It just feels right..

Padding quietly to the kitchen, the sound of wooden spoons and boiling water comes to life. There laid a small comb at the counter, ready to be used. Though your hands ultimately reached for the box of sugar.

You can't be bothered to use the comb, too busy making a hot drink. The slow and heavy steps from your room stopped, now a warm source grazing your entire back.

Rin glanced at the comb, then your hair. It looked the same from when you woke up in bed. His hand picks the comb up with ease, fingers carding your hair with feathery touches.

You let out a small noise of acknowledgement, eyes fluttering closed to savour Rin’s domestic act of combing out your hair.

Turning around, you lean in the crook of his neck. Softly pressing your lips on his pulse point; a small, intimate act of gratitude. And Rin lets you do it with no complaints.

Sae Itoshi x GN!Reader

Slice of life, mild

Sae’s hand shifted and quietly noticed the faint lines on your skin.

You and Sae occupied the bed, as the tv plays in the soundless still of the room. The moment your legs shift, the shirt rides up to reveal stretch marks on your upper thigh.

He looked down on your face, clearly fast asleep. Taking this opportunity to gently trace the stretch marks, his finger lingered as if he’s trying to memorize it.

The ticking sensation woke you up, but Sae hadn't noticed that your eyes were open. “What are you doing?” A whisper left your lips before meeting his eyes.

Sae pauses, his palm now resting on your thigh. “Nothing.”

“Tracing my skin for ten minutes isn’t nothing.”

“..your stretch marks. I like them the way they are.” He reassures.

“Sae..”

“Especially when theyre on your ass.” His hand lands on your asscheek with a loud Smack.

Rin Itoshi x GN!Reader

Fluff/Slice of life

Rin often sees your figure pass by to walk further in the train. Why do you?

Your footsteps always lead to a spot, five doors away from the end of the transportation. And when he watched you step out, it was right in front of the main entryways of the busy station.

It was so calculated and time-saving, he had to try it out for himself. To the point it became a habit. Sometimes he’d follow right behind you, not on purpose, but with the same intent. And whenever he does, a decadent scent floats off the crown of your head. It soothed him..

..because it smelled like winter in the middle of summer.

Sometimes you’d just sit and abandon the idea of walking down the train.

So he’d sit, right across from you.

If it was a three seater, he may be a seat away. Of course you’d notice. And yet, you rarely ever look at him. Always occupied with thoughts, music, or the phone. But at times, a small tilt or glance goes his way.

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Reader x College!SeishiroNagi

nsfw nsfw nsfw nsfw meowww

Tags: gender neutral, College setting, empty classroom, risky-behaviour, breeding.

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History class has been more of a bore than it is educational to Nagi. Hell, it’s college, he can just skip classes, right? Not that the professor cares. Sleeping in study cubicles and waiting for you is better than going to class.

..

You let out a long yawn, breaking your train of thought. Maybe skipping this finance class won't do much. Nagi might've influenced you on skipping like no one’s business. Quietly slipping out the seat and grabbing your bag, walking out the suffocating room of numbers and money. Well, you didn't mind money. Not when you and Nagi have Reo in your lives.

Walking around campus today is pleasant, the sun gazes on you warmly as you walk towards the study centre; where Nagi always gravitates to.

With a click, you ring the phone. Fortunately, he picks up. “[name]? Where are you?” He asks with a hint of sleep in his voice.

“Im going to the study hall, you there?” It was to confirm more than anything, knowing that he’s already there. He mumbled a yes, giving you the directions to an empty classroom.

Your feet quickly pace, the busy halls full of students slowly dissipating. The deeper you go, the interior slowly shifts in design, now walking through the areas untouched by time. Nagi knew his spots.

The classroom door he’s napping in was kept halfway open, a product of Nagi’s laziness.

“Sei.” You whisper in the quiet empty classroom, watching Nagi’s eyes flicker up to yours. Greeting you with a small voice, his arm reaches out as a plea to come closer.

You close the door and drop your bag somewhere in the classroom, walking towards Nagi with the intention of cuddling. Maybe a small urge to fuck, too. “Are your classes done for the day?” Your fingers reach to comb his hair as his hand reaches for your waist, slowly situating yourself on his lap.

“Mm sorta. Didn't wanna attend the last one. such a hassle.” He hums, slowly thrusting his hip up to feel you before fixing his seating posture to sit comfortably. Arms wrapping your waist, his body cradling yours. “..you fit so well on me..” he murmurs, feeling his own heat rise.

In the comfortable silence, you just watch Nagi handle you. Hearing him pant as his girth rubs onto yours haphazardly, clearly pent up.

“When was the last time you jerked off..?” Nagi hears the whisper in his ear, rocking your hips to tease him a little more. “It’s been weeks..” he groans out a complaint, "you're always so busy..” while his hands press your hips down on him.

The curve of his bulge sat just right between your legs, pulsing eagerly.

“Busy? I'm not busy right now..” Nagi shivers when you lick his Adam's apple, the teasing words from your lips vibrating against his throat.

“You...nnh..” it didn't take long for Nagi to be fully erect, not with the loose boxers that boy always wears. Suddenly, Nagi found energy to hold you up and slip off your pants with heavy hands. Placing you bareback on a desk, one hand grips your inner thigh to spread the legs out. “Youre so cute n’matter what you do..” he mumbles, pulling down his sweatpants with ease; watching the erection bounce out his boxers.

With one smooth move, your undergarments are gone. “Sei-!” He quickly silences you with his girthy hands, palm pressed firmly on your lips while his lazy gaze focuses on teasing his length up on you. “I'm glad you put lube in my bag..i would've forgotten..” he picks up the black discreet container from the side pockets, cracking it open to shamelessly pour it on you.

“Cold..” you flinch from the liquid, mumbling against his palm as the cold lube hits your heat. A noise came from outside the classroom, your attention immediately on the closed door. While you could muster a noise of protest, Nagi’s busy lubing up his warm cock on you as his thick fingers push inside your warmth.

“I heard it. Stay quiet, yeah..?” He leans forward, lips hovering near your ear. “Dont make a noise..” whispering to your skin, Nagi lazily trails down the body, licking and sucking the soft stomach, hitching your shirt further up.

He thrusts in, eyebrows knitted in satisfaction. A low rumble comes out Nagi’s lips, trying not to cum.

Quiet whimpers slipped out of you, his fingers now shoved in your mouth. The pacing starts slow, appreciating the tight grip.

“I really wanted to fuck you..but youre always in a room full of people. So annoying.” he pants, hips bucking against the wet heat. Leaning back up, Nagi watches you squirm helplessly on the desk with his fingers in your mouth. Shit, that’s something he’d dream about.

As you choke against his fingers, he switches to holding your throat. “So pretty..” he drawls, slowly shifting to a rougher pace. He completely forgot about staying quiet, fucking you roughly on the loose desk, the furniture creaking on every thrust.

His cock felt like a brick, going in and out your hole like a piston. The moment he hits the sweet spot? “Ha-! Nnh!” You couldn’t care more of who’s gonna listen.

“Pay attention to me.” He mumbles, jealous of your current state. Nagi squeezed your throat, leaving you hazy and a mind full of his dick.

“Sei..” you mewl, body jerking from the consistent pleasure. Seishiro’s hands roam down to your stomach, pressing it down while he angles his hips to hit your spot. Nagi knew his spots.

“Say it again..” nails dig his shoulder blades, calling his name repeatedly. Your eyes meet his lustful ones, both of you rile up to a heated kiss of biting and sucking while he dicks you down. As the loud sound of wet skin echoes the room, he leaves bruising marks right under your jaw and around your neck like a hungry animal.

You knew when climax nears during masturbations, but with a dick inside you, it’s a different story. He noticed your legs trembled, so he quickened his pace. “Y’gonna cum? Your legs are jelly.” He breathes, grunting as he reaches his own high.

“Fuck- i..” Your body has given into his advances, riding the ecstasy. “More..” the word slips under your breath, Nagi barely hearing it. “More? I’ll give you more.” He growls as his hands pinching your nipples and hips working to knock you out with pleasure.

Nagi leans in to kiss and nip your ear, surprising you with a raspy voice, “I'm too lazy to pull out, so I'll just breed you like a good toy, ‘kay?” Before you can answer, he flips you on your stomach and starts ramming his cock like a bull. His body is well built for a reason.

You gasped and squealed, eyes rolling back and grabbing the edge of the desk to stabilize yourself. “Mmn..my dick can only get you like this. I don't feel like sharing with you at all..” His words had a bit of venom. The thought of you being passed around in the college dorms? He’d rather tie you up and keep you in his dorm for good.

“Shit, you're so perfect..” Nagi moans, eyes half lidded with concentration, his hot, shaky breathing filling up the room. With one last thrust, he feels his hard cock fill you up, twitching wildly for every last drop to come out. Nagi didn't bother to say when he’s going to nut, all that matters to him is that he’s yours, and you’re his.

Reader x Seishiro Nagi

Fluff/Slice of Life

In the large stadium, halftime began. The big screen announces an obnoxious kiss-kam. It pans from one couple to another, some occasionally mistaken as a pair. It lead to funny outcomes, some prepared with signs for this exact scenario.

You continue to watch the big screen in amusement, not knowing you’d be next.

Nagi walked to where you were with the intention of chatting, his back turned from the big screen.

The moment your face flashes on the screen beside your other friend, the one you came along with, made a sarcastic gesture by pointing at themselves acting all surprised. You wave at nagi before noticing yourself on the screen from the corner of your eye. Shrieking and shaking your friend, “Holy shit. W-we’re on cam!”. Nagi on the other hand, perk up from your voice and glancing over his shoulder to check the big screen.

True to your words, he approached you, his warm hand slithers at the back of your neck to pull you in; a peck on the lips. Your friend didnt care, miming away with cartoonish hand signs that screams ‘get a load of these two’.

The stadium got a little louder, hooting and hollering from the unexpected ‘kiss-kam’. Nagi Seishiro, a football player, kissing a person at the bleachers? A sweet surprise, knowing that he’d only give energy to soccer.

Sae turns into a… Chibi?!

Reader x Chibi!Sae Itoshi

Fluff/slice of life

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⚽️: fixed the img! u can see it in here too❤️‍🩹

Artist: kozz (me)

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He’s up before you, smacking your chin to wake you up “y/n. Wake up.”

“Unh..” you groan, blinking the drowsiness away. “Hn? Sae?” You look at him in surprise, he looks so cute. Sae’s little bangs were unkept, given that he’d only woke up. “What the hell happened to me?” He asked, as if accusing you. “I dont know. But you look cute.” You pick him up by cupping your hands, “careful when youre moving around, you’d get squished.” 

You struggle to keep your urges intact. Since Sae cant do much with his tiny strength, you nudge him. He almost topples.. “stop touching me.” He glares at you, latching on your finger for support. 

Nagi turns into a… Chibi?!

Reader x Chibi!Nagi Seishiro

fluff/slice of life

⚽️Artist: Kozz (me)

You wake up to a small wispy voice in your ear. “Y/n..” There was no big lump of warmth beside you..where’s Nagi?

His white puff of hair was beside the warm pillow. God he’s so tiny..why is he tiny?

Blinking your sleep away, watching him lying about, “Seishiro? What happened..?”

 “Im cold..” He shivers, resembling a kitten. You scrunch up your face with a pout, he’s so damn cute…

You pick him up with your hands, he loves how warm and soft they are. “So warm..” his tiny voice sounded so much like a whisper, rubbing himself against your palm. Cuteness aggression is getting to you!!

For five minutes straight, you shower him with light kisses on the top of his head, hearing him mumble and doze off again. His snores sounded like purring..

You often put him on top of blankets, ensuring that he wont be squished flat from you. If you ever do nap, he prefers to nap with you on your chest/stomach. 

Leaning on your throat while you speak eases him, the vibrations lulling him to sleep. 

He. Loves. Pockets. Especially yours and only yours. Or the hood of your hoodie while you wear it backwards. Or fur jackets. Or scarves. Your hair. Anything he can snuggle in. 

Plush toys are his 3rd favourite thing, because you’re first, pockets come second, and plushies follow. He uses plush toys like body pillows if the size is just right. 

You sometimes have to put him in your bag with the zipper open, telling him to hold on tight. 

He’d try to take a bath in a cup of lukewarm lemon tea, but you know his lazy, stinky ass is only gonna make it worse. So you bath and scrub him beforehand like a car washing machine. You’re a little jealous that he gets to experience that. 

He’s whinier than usual the moment he became a chibi. You aren’t complaining, though. The day often consists of tiny demands and ant-sized bites. Why? He nips your skin to catch your attention since his voice is usually quiet (or if he thinks you’re ignoring him on purpose.)

This is the greatest excuse to make mini pancakes, and bite-sized pastries in general. Though you don’t let him slip by with a bad diet, so he has to deal with you sneaking in vegetables in his minuscule food. 

Nagi cant play with his phone like before, so he relies on calmer games like puzzles (or watches you play instead). He also forces you to put on specific youtube videos like an iPad kid since he’s too lazy to reach and press every letter in the keyboard. 

You eventually got Nagi a small dollhouse to stay in, and he can finally do whatever he wants even if he’s left alone! He just gravitates to the makeshift bed with a self-heating sack beside it. The only rule is to refrain from touching Choki due to his small size. 

What’s even better is that you gave him a water bottle feeder for small animals, and it..worked really well. The food? Crushed up crumbs of assorted snacks. 

The most effort Seishiro has gone through is unlocking his phone to text you: “mis u :x”

Reader x Nagi Seishiro

Angst/slice of life

“I’m leaving. It didnt feel like a relationship.”

A text that broke you two off, the weight on your chest deepens. Convinced that it’s relief, the block button taunts you as your thumb hovers the screen. For a second, a twitch of the thumb heightens your nerves, retracting it to see his contact picture one last time before forcing yourself to block him for good.

Nagi’s consistent laziness forces you to move left and right as if reenacting Reo’s errands. Like a maid. An independent, stubborn mindset stuck with you, fostering miscommunication and unresolved emotions. Nagi gravitates in the same three spots in his apartment, and it bored you. And the thought of you lying down with him only made you clench your jaw.

Being lazy is something you dislike, yet actively indulge in it with him. Having someone to laze with sounds fun in theory, until you were dealing with Nagi for nearly a year.

Picking up towels. Doing the laundry. Scrubbing the same mugs over and over. You wear the kitchen apron for hours, if not regularly.

Closing your eyes, ignoring the turmoil as you begrudgingly stand up to do anything but think of him.

Shuffling your feet, glancing to the left. Your stomach knots, refusing to step in the kitchen. The bedroom rarely reminisces of comfort like before. In defeat, you sink in the couch. Nervously bobbing one knee, desperately finding a reason to move.

You hate it so much.

The train of thought stops as keys jingle from the front door. A small creak echoes through your quiet apartment, his snowy hair peeking through the open crack. You knew Nagi would use the spare keys and enough effort to come over after being shut out from the one he loves the most. Your judging eyes follow the door. Taking in his slumped shoulders, sleep clinging in his disheveled hair. A lull expression when his eyes lock on yours.

He approaches, arms languidly reaching out to trap you in a hug with an audible heartbeat and a conflicted face, he murmurs, “Don’t go.”

Fists clenched, you exhale a breath that’s you’ve been unknowingly holding. Comforting him would be the right decision. You should be kissing him all over in compensation. Time stills, and so do you.

The lump in your throat prevents you from speaking. Nagi tightens his arms around the waist, quietly asking for forgiveness.

“Why’d you leave?”

Silence.

“Please..” He murmurs. The warmth on your neck doesn’t go unnoticed. You frown, the clenched fist loosening reluctantly. “You’re smart enough to understand.” A simple sentence whispers to his ear. What could he not understand? A blunt personality for a gifted genius, yet fails to maintain a relationship.

“I don’t get it-“

“Then leave.”

Your voice cuts the silence. Nagi tenses, mumbling, “don’t wanna.” His arms droop on the side, resting his head on your stiff shoulder. Slowly shrugging him off to stand up, his long fingers grabs your wrist in protest. Explaining why is too much work, yet Nagi doesn’t seem to leave. “Sei.” You hiss while gritting your teeth, avoiding his gaze. Girlfriend wouldn’t be the word. “..maid. I felt like a maid around you.” You bit your cheek with a shuddering voice, regret coursing through the entire body.

He tilts his head with a slack jaw, white strands falling on his face, “A maid?”

A heavy sigh slips out of your mouth. “I have to do your chores all day. I’m tired.” Fatigue seeps in as you move to the edge of the couch. He lets go.

Nagi stares. He hesitates from reaching out again after seeing you scowl in response. “I didn’t know…” slowly stretching himself out on couch. For a moment, you simply bask in the silence, his fingers twiddle with the hem of your shirt in hopes to find a semblance of warmth. “Sorry.”

Bonus:

It didn’t take long to notice Nagi’s minuscule efforts. A bright light emitting from his phone, the screen reading, “How to clean the house” on the Wikihow website. Despite the laziness, he’s willing to fix up his mistakes.

Quiet(?) reader x Nagi Seishiro

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