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If you wanna read the @yeiwo7 is my blog where I write for many fantom I have current interest in

Like bungou stray dogs, jujutsu kaisen, tears of themis, genshin, honkai start rail, and other animes like Tokyo ghoul, vanitas no carte, moriarty the Patriot, millionair detective: BALANCE Unlimited etc

"I Wanna Be-"

Dazai Osamu x reader

Summary: Rainy days are for remembering the good old moments with your bestfriend, who you have a lethal crush on, a confession of tears masked withing the downpour.

Word count: 1.2k

tw.: angst, angst with comfort at the end, fluffy end

The orange-ish dim glow of streetlights illuminating the vacant streets of Yokohoma, as the heavy rain clouds space out into the vast night sky, giving room for the moon to bleed out and shine like the sun at night.

He, too, was admiring the moon in all its shimering glory. Having a moment of silence for himself, he felt at ease, his soul is at peace while his mind is drowning in the sea of sorrow. His heart aching for the first time in years, that feel like centuries.

"Why didn't I react? What went wrong, I precalculated everything correctly? What...what went wrong? Why am I so cruel...I didn't mean to be cruel...I didnt mean to hurt you..."

The down pour, heavy, yet there's this weighing feeling deep inside you, a feeling of heartbreak rippingnyour heart apart in an agonizingly slow pace, a feeling that angers yet saddens that fast beating heart of yours that's being torn apart from the inside out, as if a secret that can't be kept for too long is fighting war battle for freedom.

You know the truth, or so you believe. He literally gave it to you, why must you... why must this stupid heart still long for someone who doesn't want anything to do with it?

Strolling along the soothing bay, admiring the city lights from afar, with your drenched hands in your, equally drenched pocket. The rain is pouring down harder, yet that seems to be the last of your concerns. The heavy rain clouds surrounding you is enough for anyone in close proximity to know that you're not doing well... unfortunately no ones near to make such discovery.

"Why did he word it like that? Did he truly mean it? He's never been so heartless in ages, let alone with someone as close as me...what have I done..."

The image keeps coming back in a series of constant replay, an unescapable nightmare.

The way soft lips spoke words your mind didn't process, because its full attention was on deciphering the meaning behind his eyes... those sky blue eyes that hold so much pain, so much wonder, so much knowledge...yet, the only emotion it displayed was...the lack of emotion. Blank. His eyes showed nothing, yes they were soft, and a faint hint of pity could be detected, but it's even more confusing wether that is self pity or not...

He was beyond shocked, taken aback, overjoyed even, yet something was holding him back...he felt guilty, he felt confused, he felt vulnerable, he felt as if he was letting you down...he knows you deserve someone better, someone happier, someone who's not an ex-executive mafioso who's currently working as a detective, not someone who drinks regularly and can't commit to staying alive. Ofcourse you deserved better! Even a foolish dog like Chūya would know that, so why didn't you understand?

Yet there you were, fighting back tears when he just left. He had straight up left you to cry on the cols, brittle side walk, with rain and tears pouring down your face.

Shutting your eyes in an attempt to drown out all of those useless haunting memories. Standing on the edge stairs, focusing on keeping a good balance, so you wouldn't end up drenched in dirty river water.

"Why is the water so...so soothing...maybe if I sit down and relax for a bit, I'll be fine..." body weight shifting from one foot to another as if you were loosing conscious, but due to the skull shattering heavy down pour accompanied by spine shivering gales. Stepping a step lower into the water, your shoes were completely submerged, a cold shiver shot up your spine as you froze in place.

It felt good, for now it feels tranquil.

Deep breath in, Deep breath out...

...a familiar, contrast to the weather's temperature, warm scent of cigarette smoke, a little booze...dull mint...green tea... and home. The smell of home.

And before you knew it, you let him pick you up bridal style, carrying your cold body all the way back up onto the main road, even there he didn't let go, gripping you tightly to his chest, avoiding eye contact.

He somehow managed to carry and hold up an umbrella over the two of your, fresh rain-water drenched, heads.

Facing each other for the first time in what felt like, eternity. You two have faced off many times before, but this...this one feels different. Drastically different.

Emotions come into play here, strong emotions.

He never meant to make you cry, he never meant to hurt you, yet here you were hesitating wether to hold him close or keep an arms length distance between you two. Even though the tension in the air was as dense as winter snow, he held the umbrella out for you, covering your head, exposing his own.

"I'm... I'm sorry. I am so sorry." Head held low, his voice strained, he was trying his best not to crack. His voice was shaky. Shivering, even though he was way better dressed than you for the weather.

Dazai Osamu, ex executive at the Port Mafia, currently working as a detective for the Armed Detective Agency, a man with mind that of hundreds, yet body of one. One of the strongest people in Yokohoma.Someone who drank his sorrow, his pain away...was here apologizing?

By this time, his hand was shivering, from the cold? Or the fear of rejection. The fear of loosing someone so close to him, his other half ( sorry Chūya), someone who, almost, knows every secret about him. He can't let you go...you know too much.

Embracing him as a form of apology was an unspoken rule between you two. Through out the years of hatred and comradery, whenever there was a disagreement you'd agree to disagree in a civil way.

He gripped you tighter, stronger, closer. Instead of his usual delicate and gentle manner, he was more...direct, blunt. His head resting on your shoulder, nuzzling closer into you nape of your neck, his breathing was unsteady, rapid. He is afraid of letting you go, he is afraid you'll leave, again, but for real this time...he...he wants you to stay. He wants you to be there with him. He wants you to be his, he finally processed the information, but by then you had already left him...he doesn't want that again.

The umbrella collecting rain on the ground, very well forgotten, while Dazai was being vulnerable, letting his guard down, showing that he fully trusts you.

"Please..." his voice croaked, trying his best to regain composure. " I'm sorry...don't ever leave me...I need you..."

Hugging you tighter, his voice was muffled, faint sobs could be heard from him. All you could do is reciprocate. Holding him up, kissing his forehead and whispering an endless string of consoling words filled with love and comfort, what he needs the most right now.

He needs you.

MY HUUUUUUUUUUSBANNDDDDDDDDD

Private photoshoot

Dan heng x reader

Summary: your nerdy photographer boyfriend wants to have a photoshoot with you! But~ with a little twist...a spicy twist~

Word count: 0.7k

tw.: fluff to suggestive, smut, fluff, a little bit smitty at the end, but that's up to you

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Dan Heng was having a leisurely conversation with the love of his life and foreseeable future, you, when his hobbies were brought up, one of them was photography. With this came the bright idea of a photoshoot, although at first he was unsure, he knew he would regret it if he said no.

After a fun day of running around the express, taking very beautiful pictures of things, people and pompom. After that photo marathon he, initially wanted to upload the pictures into the data bank, but you insisted he take a few more of you before all that...

And how could he say no?

Being the amazing boyfriend that he is, he did as he was told ( totally not because he had a dirty dirty little idea for this private photoshoot).

He knew what your main intention was, how could he not? Of course you noticed how he gave you bedroom eyes the entire day, and yesterday night, how he was literally attached to you, holding you in some way whether it be as innocent as hand holding or him rubbing you thigh ( and veeeeerrrrrrrrrrry close to your private area).

But everyone brushed it off as Dan Heng being clingy because he felt like it. This was a normal occurrence once he was comfortable enough to make your relationship public ( to the express crew, of course). (The most PDA you'd get out of him is hand-holding).

So far the photo shoot was going okay, fine, slow...he was getting impatient. But who is he to complain? He got some stunning shots of your beautiful face...and some derpy looking ones with double chins and shit ( it's for blackmail purposes lol).

You suggested a *genius* idea of slowly stripping off your clothing bit-by-bit. You knew the effect this would have on poor baby Dan Heng. He was getting more impatient, you were doing it so slowly on purpose, you knew it was ticking him off and he knew that you knew that you were trying to piss him off.

So what did he do?

He started telling you to do more poses. This guy straight up turned the tables, and said suffer. So both of your horny asses were teasing the other...until he broke. Hastily (and gently) putting his camera down before pouncing onto you.

His sudden attack made the both of you fall onto his diky little mattress, the bed wasn't even made, and you hit your head into his soft pillow that smelled strongly of his scent.

He kissed you like a starved dragon that finally caught his long awaited meal.

"Did you get hurt?" He abruptly interrupted the kiss with a concerned look in his earnest eyes as he was catching his breath.

You could only turn your head signaling no, because although he may seem gentle with his words, this man has one hand gripping your waist while the other rested alarmingly close to your neck, his knee in between your legs, nudging closer and closer to you needy core all the while his face shows nothing but pure love and devotion to you, with his sharp enticing eyes masking lust.

"Dan heng, please, please~ kisssss meeee already~"

He loved when you whined and begged him, but first he needs one important thing from you. His eyes filled with plea, as he waited for you to give him the heads up to continue on a more intimate scale...

Rose feilds in snow

Gepard Landau x reader

Summary: checking on your boyfriend on his day off for a while and gifting him a rose, you go off to run errands, until the two of you "coincidentally " met resulting in another wholesome moment for your relationship.

Word count: 0.6k

tw.: straight up tooth rotting wholesome sickeningly sweet fluff

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The bone chilling temperature of Belobog is in high contrast with how hot Gepard is feeling at the moment.

You said you were coming to meet him on his day off...well today's the day and you did drop by for a bit, before running off to run some errands.

Reason to why he's so red in the face and bashful? You came by with a single rose, warm tea, and a fleeting kiss on the lips.

He knew you'd be back by night, you told him before leaving, it's rare for him to have a day off, but now he wants to return the favor tenfold. He wanted to show you how much he loves you, he wanted to show you that you feel loved... so what was he going to do? Go to Eversummer Florist!

You were busy running around Belobog, until Serval messaged you saying she needs you right now and that it's an emergency!

Rushing over, bursting through the doors of Neverwinter Workshop to check up on Serval and her urgent matter. A machine had gone broken and she needed two set of hands and another capable intellectual to assist in the matter of repairing that machinery.

Meanwhile...Gepard was at Eversummer Florist trying to figure out which flower you'd like, after much pondering he thought of asking his elder sister, Serval who at this certain point in time is with the love of his fateful life.

"Uhmm~ how about you go and buy me some lavenders or lilacs?"

"Serval, what does that have anything to do with fixing this ancient looking machine artifact thingy?"

"Ahhhh, don't worry~ I'll handle the rest, you go and take a rest by smelling some flowers and buy me a few of the purple colored flowers, I think they'll make the workshop look a little more pleasant."

Serval happily ushered you out of the workshop, before you could even get a word out you were already standing out in the somewhat cold Administrative District's weather.

Maybe Serval's right, you do need a break from all the errands and running around you've done for almost the entire day.

Gepared blankly staring at his sister's late and blatant answer of "idk ask your love" when he's clearly trying to plan a surprise. Why doesn't she get it? Just as he thought that the doors to the little store opened, to the most beautiful person this man's ever seen. He almost dropped his phone and cracked it if it wasn't for his quick trained reflexes.

"Hi, uh, love! What brings you here?" He tried his best at hiding his smile, but his face blushed the instant he saw your equally red face and just a little bit messy hair.

"Oh? Gepard? Darling, I thought you were resting at home? Did Serval also send you to check out suitable flowers for the workshop?" You joked happily walking in feeling a feeling of pure childish joy coincidentally seeing your lover.

"Uh, actually I..uhm...I came to buy you flowers,butIdidn'tknowwhichomeyou'dreallylike, so I asked Serval for advice, but I guess she sent you in person, haha." Stepping closer to you, his face deepening in the shade of bashfulness while he fiddled with your fingers, looking away from you. He was nervous, and extremely cute.

You felt your face heating up and your hand grasping his pulling him into an embrace, because words were not willing to come out of your mouth.

"I'll love any flower you give, dear."

"...I know... I just wanted it to be the best, because you deserve only the best, love."

"-Yours."

Nakahara Chūya x reader

Summary: Rainy days are for remembering the good old moments with your bestfriend, who you have a lethal crush on, a confession of tears masked withing the downpour.

Word count: 0.8k

tw.: angst with comfort, fluffy ending, angst, fluff, comforting end

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Storm clouds gathered above the lively streets of Yokohoma, even though the weather forecast mentioned there to be a horrible storm later tonight, the weather was irresistible.

Fresh smell of petrichor, the streets were relatively empty, only a few cars driving by, the places that were filled with people were those apartments high in buildings all partying and spending time with their loved ones, cherished ones, the people they hold closest to them.

He hated, hated hated absolutely despised it with every part of his being, arguing with you, the storm clouds were gathering at an alarming quick scale and you haven't returned home, yet. He's worried sick, taking a few more shots before making the sober decision to go find you.

Although, the apartment houses lights shone brightly illuminating the dark sky and vacant city streets as the clouds grew darker and bigger, ot was said that there was going to be heavy rain fall and thunderstorms the entire night and perhaps the following day.

What if you get caught in the downpour? What if you get stuck somewhere and maybe get kidnapped? He trusts you and knows your capabilities, but he's closely familiar with what lurks in the dark at night, what preys on those seem particularly vulnerable in whatever way, what can hurt and destroy a healthy soul...he's seen it all and the last thing he wants if for you to be caught, captured tortured all the while he wait at home, naively and do nothing? Unacceptable.

He'll never forgive himself for this, he needs you, he wants you safely tucked in a blanket with him in the comfort of your room, like you two always did. He wants to be near you, without you he' won't be himself, he won't feel human. Everyone left him, he can't let you go...not when it was a misunderstanding on his part.

Small drops of water started descending from the sky, the soothing sound of rain accompanying your every step, but not when you're practically drenched, but does it matter? Right now... even this place is good enough to clear your mind. Walking towards the iconic bridge in Yokohoma, a few cars passed by splashing you with dirty rain water, you were clearly underdressed for this weather.

All this time, you thought he liked you, he wanted to be with you, but no? A lie? Or have you fallen too deeply for him? Even he knows he has good looks, he knows you like him. Him, and no one else.

Another car passed by, eleventh one? Who knows, no one is counting, getting splashed again and again, today really is a shitty day. The day's grey, the clouds are dark, puddles littered across the road, no one to call at such a late time of day, no ones hand to hold when yours are so cold... no one...

Tears start streaming down your cheeks, mixing with the raincloud's tears. The weather is a perfect replication of the current storm inside your heart. It started to rain heavier, until the droplets started hurting. Feeling a bit lightheaded, sitting down on the railing of the bridge to collect yourself isn't be that bad of an idea, you've already been completely drenched in water, tears and sweat.

A cold chill runs down your back as you sit and admire the wilding waves of the raging river below you, so far down.

He knew where you were, you two would always go for walks there, he knows you and you knew that. He knows your little habits too, he saw you didn't leave with anything to cover yourself, were you that angry with him? He's feeling more guilty now. Rushing through the empty streets on his motorbike, the only thing on his mind, at the moment, was your safety.

Hearing an engine arrive and shut off behind you, the sound was all too familiar. A familiar scent engulfed your senses as you felt two cold hands hug you from behind, pulling you close to himself trying to radiate any warmth he possibly could.

It was a silent plea, "please come home, I'm sorry". Whenever you two got into an argument or misunderstanding this is how he apologized to you. You leaned back into the embrace, letting him pick you up and place you onto the ground, draping his coat over your head as he rubbed your back trying to slow your heartbeat down, before explaining himself and apologizing. Once your sobs slowly subsided, he kept hugging you. The moment he touched you he had his ability on, shielding you and him from the rain.

Wanderer roughly pinning your hands atop your head as he kitty liked you neck. This entire thing was a test of your patience, a punishment. His tongue took long strides up and down from your neck to your collarbone. Hearing your desperate, hushed whimpers that were whispered into his ears encouraged him to go further, experiment a bit more, testing your limits.

Soon he started biting at your soft precious skin. On your neck, collarbone and even nipples, hearing you cry out his name he was over the fucking moon. He nudged his knee rather aggressively in-between your legs, catching you off guard and forcing out a moan. He leaned close and chuckled into your ear.

Now, one hand holding your wrists above your head, while the other circles your nipples, even pinching a few times (if he feels like it), his thigh was still nudging closer to your core while you tried your best to get as much friction as you could, by rubbing on his thigh, ahhh~ such cute little futile attempts.

His mouth was busy making out with you, shoving his tongue past your pretty lips, all covered and coated in a mixture of saliva, as he french kissed you. He continued his ministrations everywhere else too, even suddenly halting a few times to really edge you. Hearing your please, whines and cries just made him want to edge you more. Seeing you so desperate for his cock just made it harder for him to keep his pants from soiling with his cum.

Your sweet boyfriend, who's an absolute darling and can't stop thinking about your well-being. Always looking out for you, always knows what your little habits are, can read you like a book and just absolutely adores you in general...and it's very obvious to even strangers that he does. It's as simple as the glances he gives you, filled to the brim with love. So when someone so loving gets pissed the fuck off, you know shits going down.

Making him jealous is one of the worst ideas you could've ever committed to. When he's a little bit angry and really jealous (he still loves you), but he oh-so kindly and lovingly restrains you by the wrists, shoving his finger into your mouth while his mouth is marking you up. If you bite his finger he'll order you to keep your mouth open, rub your saliva all over your lips and jaw then spits into your mouth. He loves you truly, but if you misbehave you are in for a treat and a long night darling.

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Characters : ALBEDO, Thoma, GOROU, GETO, Megumi, Gojo, Dan Heng, Jing Yuan, SAMPO, ZHONGLI, CHILDE/TARTAGLIA, Inumaki,

+ a few of your faves♡

Megumi's veiny slender hands resting on his lap during class, paying attention to whatever bullshit the teacher was spouting. It wasnt even an important subject like maths or biology, yet he was so focusd youd think hell be eriting an exam about it tomorrow. He was so effortlessly beautiful. Hands down one THE finest humans you've ever seen. His hands would either be resting on his desk, or playing with his pen. The class, in a ll honesty, was boring as hell. Other students were sleeping, eating, messing around or zoning out. But him? He looked like he was paying attention? ...Is that blush?

Poor guy, you thought your slick, but you're not because he noticed every glance and every stare you made his way. Truthfully, the reason he fiddled with his fingers and started cracking his knuckles and touching his face, was to see your heavy (horny asf) gaze. Genuinely, this baby was confused, thinking, wether you've never seen hands like his or what.

On the other hand, your mind was thinking about all the ways those hands would suffice your current needs. Your stares were getting so obvious that even Nobara and Itadori caught on. They teased you for a solid week before shit got wilder.

He came home tired and stressed, wanting to relax with you until he catches you immersed reading something in your phone. Taking a sneaking peak at your phone from behind you, he's surprised you still haven't noticed his presence. He's shocked to say the least. You? Reading manga that had a lot of smutty sexy activity going on (aka hentai). His shocked gasp right behind your neck makes you jump out of your own skin. This man came home stressed and tired, but now he's horny and very curious. This man's gonna make it his goal to recreate every pose that couple did as punishment. He wants you to take responsibility for making him so hard. Only if you'll allow him to fuck you. Consent y'know

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Characters: Wanderer, CHILDE, Thoma, AYATO, HEIZOU, Alhaitham, CYNO, Blade, Dan Heng, JING YUAN, GOJO, Geto, ITADORI, Megumi, Yuuta, INUMAKI, DAZAI, Chūya, FYODOR, Nikolai, RANPO + your fave babes <3