Blushing and kicking my feet
HEAR ME OUT
AKITO ON A SPORTS FESTIVAL TRYING TO IMPRESS HIS CRUSH WHILE HES IN A FOOTBALL COMPETITION๐๐๐๐
A LONG AWAITED ONE I hope the og requester and everyone else who wanted to see this likes this !! <3
Now, Akito is a pretty athletic guy. He plays soccer, and is definitely willing to try other sports if it means getting to compete
Having said that, there was a new passion in his eyes as he got ready for the sports festival. He'd shrug it off if asked, but there was really only one reason for it
It was you, his really cute crush who he knew was going to the sports festival, and he'd be damned if he didn't impress you at least a bit
The day of the sports festival rolls around, and Akito gets nervous. Should he ask you to watch him? Should he just run out there and hope he does well enough to impress you?
He goes to whatever sport you happen to be standing the closest to, which is football. Although he's better at soccer, he feels pretty confident in his throwing abilities
He actually does surprisingly well, all things considered. Only a few people are better or at his level
He finds a pretty nice groove in the competition, but soon enough, he meets your gaze, and he simply has to pause for a bit
Your eyes were sparkling as you watched him, and he felt like he could hear your cheers over everyone else's in the festival
He immediately looks away to focus on the competition, but you would never know how fast his heart was racing because of your smile
He definitely looks good out there on the field, his gaze focused and determined, his body moving around with ease, the small and sure grin on his face...
At the end of the day, the results don't matter too much to him (well they kind of do, he is competitive after all), he's more nervous to see your reaction
You go to congratulate him, and he grins at you, leaning a bit closer to mumble, "It was all for you," in your ear before turning to talk his friends
You definitely can't see it because he turned his back, but his face goes absolutely red, and he feels so flustered that he can barely speak <3
GANJI FLUFF. GANJI FLUFF. GANJI FLUFF. GANJI FLUFF. GANJI FLUFF. GANJI FLUFF. GANJI FLUFF. GANJI FLUFF. GANJI FLUFF. GANJI FLUFF. GANJI FLUFF. GANJI FLUFF.
do I make it angst just to make you mad
do you think nikolai would be into pet playโฆ
yes.
hugs from the 'senior' partners
Emily Dyerย Emma Woods Naib Subedar Martha Behamfil Tracy Reznik Fiona Gilman Vera Nair Kevin Ayuso Margaretha (Margie) Zelle Eli Clark Aesop Carl Norton Campbell Patricia Dorval Mike Morton Jose Baden Demi Bourbon Victor Grantzย Andrew Kreiss Luca Balsa Melly Plinius Edgar Valdenย Ganji Guptaย Anne Lester Emil Ada Mesmer Orpheus Joker (Weepy) Luchino Diruse Qi Shiyi Frederick Kreiburg Alice DeRoss Lilly Barriere (Platonic) Matthias Czernin Florian Brand Violettaย Michiko (platonic) Wu Chang Joseph Desaulniers Mary Antonio Galatea Claude Grace Alva Lorenz Ithaqua Sangria Fools Gold Lady Truth Mr. Inference Siegfried Melodis (Noir) White Gatto Desire Melodis (D.M) Necromancer Narcissus Lady Bella Kroto Ronald Of Nice Paranormal Detective Lockheart Sway Tuberose Datura Rosemary Phantom Sail
I write ships and x reader
I also write for other skins for characters
I write Ada and Emil together and separateย
I write for any ship that isnโt a pro-ship!!!!
hooked in. fished out.
_ โ โห๏นโฎ 'w7ylxn on Pinterest , all characters belong to Netease.
male survivors.
"TRUST IN ME!" (gn!reader)
โคท a moment in time where you said "I trust you." to them.
"TRUST IN ME!" (gn!reader)
โคท a moment in time where you said "I trust you." to them.
GANJI GUPTA HEADCANONS. (gn!reader)
โคท ganji gupta h/c's.
WIPE YOUR TEARS, DOLL. (gn!reader)
โคท a fic about a reader who feels undeserving of love and their boyfriend does his best to make them feel better.
CAPTIVATED BY U! (gn!reader)
โคท a 'what if' led you to where you are today, but the horrors don't stop there when a particular Batter takes more of a liking to you than comfortable.
"TRUST IN ME!" (gn!reader)
โคท a moment in time where you said "I trust you." to them.
WIPE YOUR TEARS, DOLL. (gn!reader)
โคท a fic about a reader who feels undeserving of love and their boyfriend does his best to make them feel better.
EVERYTHING (I THOUGHT) WE WERE. (gn!reader)
โคท rumors spread , and gossip only flourishes. whatโre the whispers saying now?
AN ARTISTS GLORY. (gn!reader)
โคท how to befriend other artists no borax easy /ref
DATE NITE! (gn!reader)
โคท how does their perfect date go with you?
DATE NITE! (gn!reader)
โคท how does their perfect date go with you?
DATE NITE! (gn!reader)
โคท how does their perfect date go with you?
male hunters.
ROCK HARD! (gn!reader)
โคท sex h/cโs w/ Fools Gold.
TO THE STARS ABOVE. (gn!reader)
โคท b-day fic for @/rieuvie , Ithaqua wishes you a happy birthday.
IN THE DEAD OF NIGHT. (gn!reader)
โคท in the dead of night , Ithaqua will always be around [for you].
THE PHOTOGRAPHER.
JUSTICE (gn!reader)
โคท sex w/ Joseph's "Justice" skin. [he's got a savior complex]
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female survivors.
CAMERA SHUTTER. (afab!fem!reader)
โคท sex h/cโs with Alice DeRoss.
UNWANTED AUDIENCE. (gn!reader)
โคท performing for everyone means just that, performing for all despite your own personal opinion. your shows have put all eyes on you, even unwanted ones.
female hunters.
n/a [for now]
updated: 06/12/24
(little bonus comic underneath :) )
I have bad news for you...
During an interview, the manor guests suddenly get a question about you.
this is def an experimental format!! i got this idea while reading the character letters. in the POV of an unknown interviewer (not reader). reader uses they/them.
๐โฐ๏ธ๐ฐ๐ฎโค๏ธโ๐ฉน๐๐ช๏ธโ๏ธ๐๐ฉฐ๐ซ๐ชก๐คน๐งฒ๐ฆ๐
Q. Could you describe your relationship with (Y/N)?
๐ Ada - "Yes, that's my lover. I would say our relationship falls within the typical scope of that sort of thing. Of course, I believe we share something special, but everyone does when they're in love, don't they?" She covers all her bases in one decisive breath, leaving little room for me to comment.
โฐ๏ธ Aesop sits perfectly upright, fingers threaded at his knees. His eyes drift to the side and he seems to begin speaking mid-thought. "I had... cautioned myself not to upset their perception of me," he explains. "But they pried, and stayed, regardless of what they found... For that, I'm grateful."
๐ฐ Alice has kept a sharp eye on me the entire time, but it's at this question that she drops the formalities. "I wasn't aware you would be prying into my personal affairs. Where did you learn that name?" Her frankness pins me in place. For some reason, I end up apologizing.
๐ฎ Eli can't help a sheepish smile from blooming across his face. "Well, truthfully... I don't use this term lightly, but they might be the love of my life." He has been consistently grounded with his responses, so I'm surprised to catch him flustered, however subtle it is. Personally, I'm touched.
โค๏ธโ๐ฉน Emil considers for a moment. He doesn't meet me in the eye, instead pinning his gaze on nowhere in particular. A faint smile ghosts his lips. After a while, he answers, simply, "Safe."
๐ Emily's hands are folded neatly on her lap. At the mention of that name, her shoulders tense, but she otherwise maintains her composure. "Someone I trust." Her answer is vague and cautious, but acceptable. I'll try to uncover a deeper meaning behind that 'trust'.
๐ช๏ธ Ithaqua - "Mine." He is curt and to the point. Yours? I echo, hoping he'll elaborate. His head tilts to the side, and while I can't see the face behind his mask, a sense of dread suddenly overcomes me. I decide not to press further.
โ๏ธ Jack stretches out his hand of blades, flexing each finger in front of him. I can't deny the cold sweat that drips down my spine just by being in his presence. "May I respond with a question of my own?" he says to me. "Suppose a butterfly loses its way, and winds up caught in a spider's web. Wouldn't you agree that the more it writhes and struggles, the more exhilarated the spider becomes?" I don't have the courage to hear out the rest of this analogy.
๐ Lucky - "I've always been known as a pretty lucky guy, but the luckiest day of my life was when I met them! I remember it was theโ" He drags me down a long-winded story about their life together. I get the idea. Eventually I'm forced to cut him off.
๐ฉฐ Margaretha twirls a curl of hair, a meek blush dusting her cheeks. "Have you ever been in love before? You're never prepared for the magic of it all. I feel a new rush with them everyday. I know, realistically, all good things come to an end, so I tried to remind myself to expect the worst, but they've proven over and over that... I'll never feel safer than in their arms." After rambling for some time, a look of surprise flashes across her face. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to go off like that. Oh, but I've just never met someone who feels so much like true love before."
๐ซ Martha doesn't miss a beat. "Sorry, I don't know anyone by that name." I look down to double-check the name written in her file. Her watchful gaze follows my line of sight. Are you sure? I try. "Must've been some confusion somewhere," she insists. The next day, I realize all my files on her and (Y/N) have gone missing.
๐ชก Matthias - "Wh-What?" he starts, but keeps going before I can repeat the question. "Oh, uh, an ally, I guess." Well, I gathered that much. When I press for more details, his head sinks low, fingers grasping at the armrest. "I don't know what they saw in me. Was it out of pity?"
๐คน Mike's eyes light up and he blinds me with a contagious smile. "(Y/N)'s a sneaky one, and I mean itโthey've got me under the trickiest spell of all. Guess what happens every time I think about them?" Egged on by his grin, I take the bait. You get lovesick? I guess. Suddenly, he tosses a handful of butterfly glitter in my face. "I get butterflies!" Very funny, I sigh, exasperated with these carnies. Why did he have that on hand in the first place?
๐งฒ Norton leans back in his chair, scowling. "What's that got to do with anything?" He snaps a couple times in my face, urging me to "stay on topic." It's hard to say if this question struck a nerve, as he's been uncooperative for most of this interview, but my suspicions point me to prod further. After all, it'd have been much easier if he just said he didn't know them.
๐ฆ Vera's face contorts into a leery, hostile glower. "Why do you ask that?" Before I can say anything to mitigate the rising tension, she catches herself, and her expression softens slightly. "I'm sorry. That's... someone quite dear to me, so your question took me by surprise."
๐ Yidhra's follower goes pale, clearly unnerved. "She won't answer that," she tells me through shallow breaths. "Th-This isn't my place to say, but I'd advise you not to involve yourself with that person." As if on cue, I get a sensation I can only describe as a hand slowly wrapping around my neck. It disappears when I move to scratch it. Must've been my imagination.
CW & TW: Manipulation , nonconsensual consumption of substances, stalking, obsession, mentions of suicide and death
He smiled at you with his lopsided smile, the very same one that charmed you to loving himโ the deep dimples on either side of his cheeks that only got deeper whenever he laughed or smiled a little too hard. The same deep brown with a tinge of auburn hair, messily tied back with a barely kept together hairband you gave him eons ago- that tickled your face whenever you hugged or slept together in the same bed to enjoy each others company. The same rough but delicate and diligent hands that held you whenever you cried out of somber, or even just pure delight- that congratulated you or emphasized with you no matter what. The same skinny, a little frail, pale skinned boy you fell in love with oh so long ago- that never failed to hurt you intentionally; keep you safe like a experiment that could never be recreated.
He took care of you all this time, remembering every detail about you to make you feel loved and special- writing down every detail in a journal he claimed helped him remember due to his incident from his past... That you didn't hear much about, but assumed that he'd open up to you after a couple years.. Yet he didn't. It made you suspicious, but was taken care of when he explained the slight trauma of arguments and used that to his advantage. He made breakfast every morning for you, slipping in chemicals to see how they would alter your mind chemistry- being the perfect lab rat. You always told him whenever you got a headache, blurry spots in your eyes, or other things of that nature- even when his small dosages of homemade aphrodisiac caused a small.. problem for you.
He took every little thing in account for you, listing down every meal you ate and drank- stalking you with a pair of binoculars and watching from afar. If you were at a cafe, after you left- he'd ask and describe what you ate to see the ingredients to make sure they didn't interfere with his work. He marked down everything, intending on keeping you around forever as his lab rat until he himself died...
He took everything in account except his own self feelings. He didn't really know why he wanted you to be his own little human test subject... Just that everything about you was so perfectly... constant. You never changed your hair, didn't try anything too new- and when you did; you always asked him for his advice first. He loved the way he counted your every heartbeat when you laid on him, letting him card his fingers through the ends of your hair- even if they got a bit tangled; careful to not tug on any knots. Seeing the smile on your face at the favorite of your foods he cooked every day, the same thing every week unless you asked him to- grinning ear to ear and happily eating his homecooked food with other components.
So the day you died, he didn't understand. He did everything correctly, looked over every bit of his journal and schedule- nothing could've called for the sudden stop of your heart. The nurses and doctors said they did everything to help, but he didn't believe it. He kept you healthy as if you were his pet, the house littered half with his "research" about you- some crumpled from his mourning grip on them late at night. You were the reason he stopped. He couldn't take the loss in his own field, to his best work.. You. He couldn't stand seeing the hallucinations of you coming down the stairs in his white blouse that he wore to his graduation, before disappearing when we placed a plate in front of you. He lived like this for so long, before he couldn't take it anymore.
Thank you guys for being so patient again. I decided to post this now considering I will have to be moving and I'll be getting off of school next week!
โ IโMA TEAR OUT YOUR HEART, ITโLL ALWAYS BE MINE
RECEIVERSใstalker!nikolai gogol x fem!reader
WISHCARDใโCome and fetch me, you said. Oh, you canโt imagine how turned on I am when you invited me so. You even shouted in front of everybody else, like I was already yours to begin with. I was so excited, I needed to chase you right at that second.โ
BOUQUETใstalker au, 18+ content, dark content, harsh languages, very dubious consent, predator/prey dynamics, threats, manipulation, rough make-out session, masochism, slapping, object penetration, toxic relationship, degradation kink, obsessive behaviour, inspired by a scene in haunting adeline, dead dove do not eat (please read add. notes here)
PRICEใapprox. 14.7k+
FREEGIFTใhaunted (isabel larosa), help (isabel larosa), runrunrun (dutch melrose)
OTHER SHOPใavailable on AO3
โ That bastard is still outside of my house.ย
It has been almost several weeks, and each week, he made his effort to come and stalk the fuck out of me. He just stands there outside of my window where lights could not reach him. And I canโt believe he has the massive balls to come inside my house when I was sleeping.ย
He lurks in the dark like a fucking creep. I donโt know what the fuck heโs doing out there, just watching me every time I have something to do in my OWN living room.ย
For all I know, he couldโve been jerking himself off watching me. Disgusting.
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