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hi i saw you’re taking requests! i really love your diluc scenarios im so obsessed <3 can you please do a scenario where diluc caught the reader adding his surname to their name (does this make sense 😭 like y/n ragnvindr) i think it would be so cute and funny at the same time, feel free to ignore if you dont like this prompt!!

OHH MY GODDD, the way i squealed at this request, i loved this so very much! thank you so much for requesting! 💕

diluc ragnvindr x reader | 1k+ words

“will you and your husband be needing anything else?”

husband, the word stops your heart and your movements. the thought of diluc adorning such a title, as your husband, has been in your mind from the moment you knew he was your one and only, though the words have never been spoken out loud until now. it was certainly something you could get used to.

“this should be it, thank you.”

gripping the pen in your hand tighter, with a smile you can’t suppress even if you tried your hardest, you return to writing down the last of the items you were ordering for diluc, as he remains busy talking with another merchant, until the last thing needed on the parchment was a name for the order. your heart flutters and your whole chest blossoms with warmth as you write your name followed by a surname that didn’t yet belong to you. you stare at the letters and how perfectly his name looks with yours, someday would that really be your name?

and should you really have put that on an order for your yet to be husband? it was harmless, right? they were already putting it under the dawn wineries tab and diluc wouldn’t see it, no one but the merchant that already thought you were his spouse would and yourself. yes, totally harmless even if did make you incredibly giddy.

with the order placed and diluc still being preoccupied with another, you decide to have a look around the store. its filled with parts for machinery that look similar to what you’ve seen at the winery, jewelry, crystals, books and other odds and ends. they have quite the collection but with the odd list of items diluc needed it’s no wonder you’d come here even if it was all the way in qingce village.

behind all of the shelves and items you don’t notice when diluc finishes with his conversations and makes his way back to the counter until he’s already there and calls your name. the sound of his voice, the small smile on his face that he often wears when speaking to you, pulls you in like a moth to a flame and you make your way to his side, letting your fingers brush against his gloved ones when you stop next to him, the heat he radiates warming the tips of your fingers.

“ready to go?” you ask sweetly looking up at him, unable to not get lost in his ruby eyes when they stare at you so softly and lovingly. How you become so lucky to receive such love, you’ll never know but you’d always accept it for as long as diluc was willing to give it to you.

“almost, there were a few more items i think we’ll need. did you see anything -”

his words are cut off by the merchant that helped you before. “master diluc, here you are.”

“ah- yes,” he tears his attention away from you and reaches for the paper they’ve handed him “thank you.”

your arm is barely touching dilucs but even through such little contact you can feel his stiffen the moment both your eyes see the name listed on the order.

“does everything look okay with the new items i’ve listed?”

the merchant's question goes unanswered for quite a while and you swear in the silence the only noise in the whole store is the erratic beating of your heart as you watch dilucs porcelain skin burn red and brighter than the hair on his head, from his cheeks to the tips of his ears. he seems so shocked he can’t even find it in himself to try to cover his blushing cheeks like he normally would and your own cheeks aren’t any better.

should you just run away in embarrassment and hope he doesn’t question you about it later? oh good archons, what if he wasn’t okay with this - marriage hasn’t been a particularly big discussion you’ve had but what if he wasn’t ready and you’ve overstepped? the longer he stays silent, his ember eyes glued to the paper in his hands the worse your anxieties grow.

it’s your brain talking over your heart that's making you worried and it is all for not. there’s no doubt of dilucs love and devotion in your heart or his own and even though he’s not saying anything at this moment, the beating heart in his chest is screaming how much he loved to see this, even if it did surprise him so. he hadn’t excepted it and archons does it send him through a whirlwind of emotions he’s having a hard time compressing until he could express them to you privately.

he’s known for a long time that he wanted you to be his forever, that one day he would ask you that very important question and he’s beyond grateful for the patience you’ve shown him until this point. even if it took him a while to open up, his heart has always belonged to you, everything that was diluc ragnvindr was yours and seeing his surname written next to yours like it belonged to you only makes him think he’s been a bit foolish for waiting as long as he has. the ring in his nightstand that’s been waiting to be placed on your finger is calling loudly for him, even in liyue he can hear it.

the air around you is almost uncomfortably hot, both of your blushes heating the entire store and the quietness only adds onto it all. you needed to break the tension before you both combust but the moment you go to speak his name and ask him if he’s alright he clears his throat and finally answers the merchant, his voice as it normally is even though his cheeks are still tinted a lovely shade of red and his lips are tugged into an usually unseen smile. his free hand finds yours, long fingers slipping between the spaces of your own and squeezing tenderly.

“ahem.. yes, everything seems to be in order.”

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the way i saw this and thought of your writing with bonten. "you're the most possessive man i know." / "you know other men?" please make hcs 😩😩😩😩😩

you know other men? | Bonten Kakucho, Ran, Rindou, & Sanzu

- Headcanons of Bonten men being possessive/jealous of y/n.

warnings: suggestive but nothing too explicit

A/N: Hi, anon! I apologize if this took quite long. Hehe, since there aren't any stated characters, I just choose them on my own and I hope that's alright :)) If y'all want more just lmk. BTW, anon's pertaining to this.

Kakucho Hitto

Kakucho values loyalty more than anyone. So, if you're his s/o, it's no doubt that he has his full trust in you. Thus, the man barely has room for jealousy.

You know other men? So what? Isn't that natural? Is what Kakucho always thinks of.

However, on very rare occasions, Kakucho would be quite possessive and jealous of you. And these occasions consist of times when a man makes either you or you spend too much time with someone when you're with him.

When someone tries to hit on you, making you uncomfortable, Kakucho would immediately have his guard up around that person.

But as much as possible, he won't do anything aggressive so that the both of you wouldn't draw any more unwanted attention.

He'll immediately tell the person that you're in a relationship with him, and would politely ask them to stay away from you.

On the rare occasions where he's jealous - like how he would notice that your friend's touch would linger a little longer, Kakucho would be upfront about it to you.

"Y/N-san, I don't really like how your friend touches you. I'm pretty sure they know you have a boyfriend."

Hearing this from Kakucho would make you happy, considering that he's rarely jealous and that he was vocal about his feelings.

The man would probably think about tying the knot with you just to let everyone know you're his.

Ran Haitani

It's not news to anyone around Bonten and Roppongi that this man has a huge ego. He's cocky and full of himself, so it's rare for him to get jealous.

In fact, Ran doesn't give a fuck about other people. After all, what's there to get jealous of when he's literally THE Ran Haitani.

However, this doesn't mean that he's not possessive. On the contrary, Ran's quite wary of the people around you. Especially those who have no clue that you're dating them.

He's not dumb to think that you don't know other men. And most of all, he's not dumb to not realize how people look at you. You're a catch, so that's bound to happen anyway.

When he sees you talking to other people, he brushes it off first. He trusts you that you wouldn't entertain other men, especially when you have him.

But it's a different business when they get too close for his liking. He's an observant man. So he knows the fine line when someone talks and flirts with you.

At first, Ran would judge the person trying to flirt with you. Because how dare they flirt with their s/o?

"Ugly", "No sense of fashion", "Shit hair" - are basically the things that run in Ran's mind to describe the person flirting with you.

When his patience becomes too thin, your boyfriend will immediately walk up to you, and will either lazily drape his arms on your shoulders, or place his hand at the small of your back.

Then, Ran will proceed to eye that person from head to toe before introducing himself in the pettiest and cockiest manner.

"Oh hey, little fella. I'm this hot chick's boyfriend... Oh, and did they tell you that I'm Bonten's executive? I also run Roppongi with my brother. It's not much isn't it?"

That statement was enough to send away the person flirting with you. However, if they're still bold enough to stick beside you, Ran would either threaten the man by subtly pointing a gun with a smirk on his face.

Sometimes, you'll try to stop this on happening by feeding your boyfriend's ego a little more.

"Oh he's actually my... husband. My handsome husband who's very... down to earth, as you can see."

Best believe me that stroking that man's ego would make him more head over heels on you than he already is.

Rindou Haitani

Rindou barely opens up to someone. So being his s/o means that he trusts you and that you really have a special place in his heart.

But, admitting his feelings is still difficult for him. Making jealousy a foreign feeling for Rindou.

He doesn't know why but seeing the way your eyes crinkle from giggling to that man's corny jokes made him feel anxious and mad inside.

Rindou will try his best to be calm about the situation. Thinking how he might just be irrational and that he's being immature - an emotion he believes is unbefitting for him.

He'll just try to observe silently while trying to come up with reasonable thoughts as to why you seem close with that man.

But somehow, the feeling would just linger inside him. How could you laugh at someone else's jokes when you have a boyfriend?

It would even cross his mind that you were doing this on purpose. no Rindou, you're just a jealous baby

Does he not make you happy anymore? Is there something wrong with him? Are you tired of being with a criminal? - Those thoughts would naturally cross his mind.

When he can't take the feeling anymore, Rindou would gently hold you by your arm and whisper in your ear.

"Y/N, I don't know what you're up to, but I think it's time for us to get home."

While you're not looking, Rindou would send daggers to the man flirting with you, enough to tell that they've fucking crossed the line and that they're done for.

You just drive him insane. And oh you wouldn't be able to imagine the things he would do for you.

Sanzu Haruchiyo

The moment you agreed to be his s/o was the moment Sanzu knew that you're officially his - like a prize he gained and no one else deserves.

When it comes to this man, there's no distinction on his level of jealousy whether he's high or sober. An Akashi like him is just naturally possessive.

This is why your boyfriend rarely brings you around Bonten meetings. Hell, he barely even brings you to Bonten's headquarters.

Sanzu just doesn't appreciate how his men, as well as other Bonten executives, would eye you. Though it's understandable since you're gorgeous, it still doesn't sit right with him.

You know other men? Well of course you do. But are you supposed to be around them? Hell no.

This man is like a dog who's ready to bark at anyone who comes too near to you.

When Sanzu sees you talk to other Bonten executives on rare occasions, he already feels his blood boil. But, he somehow tries to calm down since they're all in the same group.

Oh, but when he sees you talk to another man? All of his rational thoughts will be automatically thrown out the window.

"Just who the fuck do they think they're talking to, baby? Getting too talkative now, aren't we?"

Sanzu would not hesitate to make out with you in front of the man who dared to flirt with you.

Your boyfriend would even try to touch you aggressively, squeezing your ass and other parts of you just to make sure that you were giving a show.

Someone pray for the person who dared to even flirt with you. Because Sanzu would make sure that they're not going out completely.

Once upon a time, in the heart of a dark and rainy night, a creature appeared at an abbey, climbing through a window to into the room where the abbess was writing notes. It was a wretched beast, not quite human but neither did it resemble any animal that the abbess could name. It was dripping wet, with scarred skin and odd patches of thin, sparse fur, long cracked claws that scraped the stone floor, and sharp teeth so haphazardly scattered that it was hard to say whether there were two rows of teeth or one.

"What do you want, creature?" the abbess asked it calmly.

"I want to become a nun", the creature said. And there was no rule in the books that the abbess could remember that would prohibit a strange beast from becoming a nun, if it so desired. So, the beast was accepted into the abbey, and it took to life in the order as naturally as a shepherd dog to herding. She was a meticulous beast, first to wake and rise at dawn, neat and tidy with all tools and tasks she was given, dutiful and devout in all things.

No nun nor novice dared to question the creature's right to be there after the first time the she demonstrated that her teeth are not merely for decoration, and then apologised to the novice who had tried. The beast even graciously offered to mend the habit she had torn. After the incident, she was never bothered again. A handful of other postulants, novices and even a few of the nuns flocked to her, knowing that the creature would not allow anybody to be mistreated in her presence.

Watching the creature wolfishly lope across the abbey courtyard, with her ill-fitting, haphazardly placed cowl flopping as she went, the abbess contemplated the strange being. Despite of her sloppy, haphazard appearance, the beast really did have great potential to become a nun. A being so gentle and friendly could have done well just about anywhere, as would anyone so devout, but what made the creature such a good fit for monastic life was her love of routine. Waking up each morning at the same time, performing the same tasks and duties at the same time, the beast was not only tireless in her work, but actively delighted in regular routines. Which was why the abbey was such a good place for her, and she would one day make an excellent nun.

She was, without a doubt, a creature of habit.

Sleeping on their lap, shoulder or chest

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Characters: Kaeya, Diluc, Tartaglia, Zhongli, Baizhu, Dainsleif

Warning(s): Mentions of a deep wound and blood in Dainsleif's part.

Genre: Mostly fluff

❅ ᴋᴀᴇʏᴀ

Laying on Kaeya's lap with his feathered fluffy scarf acting like a pillow while he's filling in paperwork at the Favonius Headquarters. It's all silent in the room as all you can hear are the slight shuffles of the paper, movement of the quil when being refilled with more ink and crackles of the fire from the candles.

His focus on the paperwork was suddenly on the soft yawn that had come from you. With him insisting that you can take a nap on his lap and that he'll wake you up when he's finished, you reluctantly agree and take his offer but when your about to thank him your eyelids start to grow heavier the more you keep them open.

Soon enough your eyes close and now your met with darkness as sleep has engulfed you full. Kaeya watched you fall into slumber and silently chuckles to himself before continuing on with the unwritten papers, unconsciously patting your head.

"Who knew that you would be able to make me feel welcomed like this love, you truly are the light in my dark path."

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❅ ᴅɪʟᴜᴄ

Diluc reading a book with you situated on his lap while he reads out to you. It's been a long and tiresome day at the bar having to deal with drunkards, specifically speaking of Kaeya and Venti, and now all he wants to do is to be in your company.

His voice was calming to the ear and you couldn't help yourself but to yawn numerous times as he continues to read out loud to the both of you. Of course it doesn't take long till he notices this and has offered for you to rest on his chest, happily accepting the offer you had moved to get into a comfortable position before laying your head on his firm chest.

Checking to see if your comfortable, he continues on with reading. And it's not long before your eyelids feel heavy as you desperately try to stay awake but alas, sleep has taken over you. Diluc noticed and lowered the book onto the bedside table, limiting his movements he adjusted the both of you to lay flat and covered your bodies with the blanket. Admiring your face for a while and tucking a strand of hair behind your ear, he just can't seem to get enough of you.

"Rest my little flame, tomorrow is a new day and I'll be there waiting."

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❅ ᴛᴀʀᴛᴀɢʟɪᴀ

Your currently sitting down at Tartaglias side in the Northland Bank helping him with finishing off some papers. There's no one in the building except for the two of you at this ungodly hour of night, all was seen from the window of his office were the shining lights of Liyue.

It's a calming atmosphere between you both, with you slightly humming a tune from time to time since he doesn't seem to mind it. Though you have yawned throughout it at times and he had tried several times to get to bed as he will follow on later after finishing them, yet stubbornly you seem to decline it every single time saying "I can wait, I'm not that tired."

Up until now where your soft snores have taken over the room. Chuckling to himself, he had quietly placed down his papers and quil for the night as he carefully stood up from his chair, carrying you bridal style to one of the spare couches in the room as he lays you on top of his chest and with a blanket over the two of you.

"Wow girlie, what ever are you going to do without me hm?"

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❅ ᴢʜᴏɴɢʟɪ

Zhongli's shoulders are a bit tense at first when you had placed your head upon it but after getting used to it he lets you do so willingly. As for the two of you, your both at the Funeral Parlour and there's only few people who are still working like Hu Tao and Zhongli himself.

You on the other hand had intended on visiting him and to accompany him while he's finishing off so he won't get so lonely. He even had some tea brewed up for the two of you while chatting, Zhongli's doing most of the talking though, about the history of Liyue and the contracts that have been made throughout.

Let's be honest, with a voice like his there's no possible way that you won't be able to fall asleep after a while. He takes note of it and gently guides your head to his shoulders and slings his arm around your waist to ensure that you won't slip off the seat next to him while continuing to do his work.

"Oh, it seems like my storytelling has bored you enough haha. A bit of shut-eye doesn't seem to hurt, sleep well gem."

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❅ ʙᴀɪᴢʜᴜ

It's a clear day in the Bubu Pharmacy and Baizhu had once again ordered Qiqi to go out and gather some herbs while he stayed to take care of the clients. You had offered to go along and help Qiqi with herb gatherings yet she had kindly declined your offer and with that she had begun to leave the pharmacy.

Now leaving you with Baizhu and some other workers, he had been observing you at times and has seen that you'd became drowsy at times and how you would take "a small nap" only for it to become a full 1 hour+ rest on your work table.

Seeing that, he had allowed for you to rest your head on his shoulders, despite his weak physical condition, as it was still to early in the morning for any customers to come in. Just be careful of Changshen that's situated on his shoulders too.

"My my, doing yourself in no good such as getting the lack of sleep isn't going to help much, dear. Take some shut-eye but be careful of Changshen, she doesn't like it when she's squashed."

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❅ ᴅᴀɪɴꜱʟᴇɪꜰ

It's not everyday that the two of you rest in order to eliminate the abyss order but when you do, you can find yourself situated on Dainsleif's lap with your head leaning against his chest listening to the surroundings and his starry cape wrapped around your form.

It's night and the two of you are taking refuge underneath a big sakura tree in Inazuma, initially the both of you were dealing with some abyss mages and shadowy husks. Everything was going well until a shadowy husk had caught you off guard allowing yourself to be vulnerable for a minute and before you know it, it had attacked your figure leaving a deep cut into your skin.

Dainsleif was able to wipe out the others of his powers and now leaving yourself and him, he was going to question you if you were able to move forward but upon seeing your form he did quick work of the wound and cleaned up the blood before patching it up. This is now resulting in where you're at now, relaxing at your pace as Dainsleif's looking over your form.

"Perhaps it would've been greater if you wouldn't have joined me from the beginning, there's a lot more to go through but if you're able to keep up then I guess travelling with you is something I'll continue to look forward to."

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Crystalflies and Calla Lilies

kaeya x reader

word count: 801

warnings: not proof read

although Kaeya has never been keen on celebrating his birthday, you just couldn't help yourself

a/n; I would have written and posted this yesterday had I not been so busy. it's a bit rushed as you may be able to tell but I still wanted to post something for kaeya because he deserves it. happy belated birthday to my beautiful wife!

When you came knocking on Kaeya's door at exactly 12.00 am he was worried to say the least. He was expecting some kind of threat or danger to succeed the sound of your voice at such an hour. So when he opened the door, weapon at the ready, to you beaming with a radiant smile akin to the sunlight at noonday, that worry immediately dissipated, leaving only confusion behind. And he sunk further into this confusion when you dragged him from out of his quarters and out of the walls of Mondstadt.

He quickly gave up on questioning what exactly you were doing, simply going with the flow, a soft chuckle escaping his lips each time he caught the determined glint in your eye. You refused to answer his questions or respond to any teasing or gentle taunts, just telling him to keep following you. So he did. He followed you past Springvale and even past the Winery until the two of you reached a more secluded but still atmospheric and scenic part of Mondstadt.

All of a sudden, you let go of his hand and started running forwards in front of the two of you. You stopped abruptly before throwing your hands in the air and whisper-yelling ‘surprise!’.  This made Kaeya really pause to take a look around. You stopped by a river bank decorated by all kinds of flowers, mainly snapdragons and, your lover’s favourite, calla lilies. The night sky was illuminated by the numerous crystalflies dancing in the air while the moon light waltzed with them on the surface of the water. With you in the middle, the scene was absolutely breathtaking.

“What’s all this?” Kaeya breathed out, not even bothering to mask the genuine surprise in his voice.

“A little birthday gift for you since I know you didn’t want any grand gestures! Happy birthday”, you spoke, trying to contain your excitement.

You knew that your partner was never particularly fond of celebrating his own birthday, he never really enjoyed anything that meant drawing attention to or dwelling on himself for too long. For this reason, he has always avoided birthday celebrations and even tries to elude telling people his birthday much like when he told Klee he was born on the 31st of February. He knew he shouldn’t have been as surprised as he was that the person he loves the most wanted to celebrate the day he came into existence in a way he would be comfortable with but he just couldn't help it.

“Thank you sweetheart,” he murmured while swiftly catching a crystalfly in his fist before unfurling his fingers to reveal only the crystal core.  “Truly, thank you.”

He neatly tucked it within your hair so that it rested on top of your ear and gave your temple a gentle kiss as he pulled away. And it was then that with both eyes revealed to you, you saw Kaeya bare and as he was – uncertain but still grateful – and the stars in his eyes glimmered with adoration for you.

“I didn’t really do much”, you smiled, enjoying the view of your boyfriend under the moonlight, the luminous crystalflies fluttering around seemingly highlighting him.

“You know,” Kaeya began as he lowered himself to the ground and started picking the calla lilies one by one. “It’s been so long since I celebrated my birthday that I actually forgot about it until now.”

A wistful smile made its way across his lips and you didn’t miss the melancholy glint in his eyes as he looked at the flowers in his hands.

“Well, I’m glad to be the first to celebrate with you after all this time”, you spoke softly as you sat down besides him, picking a flower out of his hand to place gently behind his ear.

Your tenderness rendered Kaeya speechless, leaving him struggling to choose words that could accurately express his feelings in that moment. He felt as though his heart wasn’t supposed to carry so much love for anyone in his lifetime so all of that love was overflowing in that moment, cutting off the connection between his brain and mouth. Though that didn’t matter, he didn’t need to say anything because you started speaking first.

“You’ve given me an idea, actually”, you sprung up on your two feet. “Crystal cores would be good for styling your hair, no?”

And as Kaeya watched you clumsily leap and stagger around in attempts to catch crystalflies as opposed to his sleek movements from earlier, he wondered if you were even aware of what he was really thanking you for earlier. Not only had you made him start to enjoy the thought of seeing another birthday, you also made him realise that he truly wasn’t alone anymore. Because of you, he never would be again.

@bat-mlm-blog

My teeth are rotting over how sweet this is ugh. 💜

something for @veenxys <3

"i love you," tomura says under his breath as he watches you sleep. the glow of his tv shines faintly against your figure; face half shown and arm hanging off the foot of the bed, pinky linked with his. he finds himself doing this often during commercial breaks—even though the tv isn't as loud as usual and he's close enough to hear your breathing, he always needs to check that your still there. the hold tightens and he lifts it up, ever so gently to admire it. "i don't tell you it enough..." he pauses, letting your hand down and pulling away from the embrace. a breath leaves him and his eyes are once again glued to the screen, "but i really do."

the tyrant (i)

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: sukuna ryomen x reader

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬: 4,089

𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭: arrange marriage, slow-burn yandere, polygamous marriage (cuz this is set in the old time, so yeah), mention of infertility, power imbalance, will get dark and unhinged in the next chap., etc.

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: "you were the apple of Sukuna's eyes, the one who brought him solace and everything. The only thing you were incapable of was giving him a child, an heir he wished to spoil like he did to you."

𝐚/𝐧: always new and unfinished content I be spewing out in my WIP drafts. It's endless. I really am one of those writers that would go away and just come back to drop something then go away again 🙃. Some of things I type out, I did some research on it and the rest are not. Almost forgot that I got inspired by a show I watched so some parts got me rapidly writing it.

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟐

"What do you mean she's not able to conceive?" Sukuna asks, his trained eyes sharpening on the doctor, who notices his reaction and yelp in fear as they immediately bow forward with their forehead and hands touching the floor.

"P-Please pardon my incompetent!" They spoke out, voices shaking. "I have diagnosed Lady (Name) and found out that her pulse is too weak, her body temperature is low, and her estrogen level is also low..." The doctor wanted to say more, but their lips was sealed shut and Sukuna, whose unwavering gaze lingered on them, waited for them to continue with an irritated expression.

Sukuna: "Why aren't you continuing?"

The doctor once again jolted in their spot, "I fear this will affect her fertility rate!"

Sukuna: "You should've said so."

"My Lord?" They picked up their head and thought that Sukuna couldn't get anymore scarier than before, but they were wrong. The expression Sukuna wore was far more than dangerous; his eyes suddenly glazed over in vehement anger and burning rage. The doctor knew it wasn't directed toward them, but still, they couldn't help but feel a pit in their stomach.

Sukuna then used a hand to shoo them away, "Find a solution. Fast. I'll call you for progress." The doctor didn't need Sukuna to tell him if he failed; he knew what it meant if he could not live up to the expectation. His life. The doctor bid a farewell greeting and flew out of the Lord's room faster than any bird.

Outside the door, the doctor bumped into Lady Eisha, holding a tea tray. She gives the doctor a polite smile before entering the room, "Husband?" Sukuna, rubbing his face, opened his strawberry eyes and saw his principal wife. Eisha is a doll with porcelain skin and demure features; she was cladded in the finest and most expensive silks and jewelry that could feed a whole village for a year. Even though she wasn't initially Sukuna's first choice to be the principal wife, it was *you*; his mother insisted that Eisha should be the one since she was from a notable family. But so were you. Sukuna wanted clarification from his mother regarding her great dislike towards you being the primary wife, but all it did was ignite her wrath. Therefore, his mother never answers him, and it displeases him greatly. To take you as his second wife and, in ranking too. He isn't going to give you anything less; he knows how to piss off his mother; Sukuna could follow her wish, doesn't mean he isn't going to fulfill it.

"Is there anything that distresses you?" Sukuna didn't answer her. Instead, he was still in his damper mood and mauling over what he had just heard today. Eisha focused on her husband and the tea she had set on the ground. She delicately pours Sukuna a cup, then inches closer to present him with the tea with a soft smile. Sukuna accepts the cup without as much as looking at Eisha. Sukuna brought the cup to his lips, testing the temperature and smelling the scented aroma of matcha.

Eisha could feel her smile drop a little. Sukuna never looked her way despite being married for five years; the only time he would look at her was when they were to consummate and fulfill their duty as husband and wife to produce an heir. So far, Eisha has given him a daughter only, and all the other five concubines have given him a child each or two along the way. While one or two of them were on their second or third pregnancy, there was you, who remained childless all these years. Despite being the second wife after Eisha, you were still the secret mockery within the harem. With no child, you were to remain powerless against the rest of the harem and Eisha. However, you shouldn't be underestimated from her point of view; Eisha couldn't help but feel the vying affection she had wanted for so long from Sukuna, only to be delivered towards you. With you holding the heart of Sukuna, everyone was to remain careful about how they spoke of you. If one lousy word slipped from someone's mouth and reached Sukuna's ear, they would incur his deadly animosity.

She doesn't know what Sukuna could see in you; you were a harlot vixen who never once appreciated an ounce of Sukuna's admiration whenever it was presented. All you did was throw it back at his face; your cold disposition and indifference were a crime in her mind.

"Mistress?" Your maid, Yumi, calls out to you in worry, her voice in a hushed whisper as she looks out at the door warily to see any obscuring shadows of people lurking outside. "How do you think the Lord would take about your news?"

While you remain calm, you settle down your needlework onto your lap and look ahead of you with an annoyed expression. "It's not my problem; no child means no ties to that man." You were so nonchalant about your situation that Yumi put her hands on your forearm and gripped it, but not strong enough to hurt you. "Still..." Yumi starts; she knows how much you dislike Sukuna but wouldn't speak it out loud for your safety. You set your embroidery aside and re-situated yourself in your seating position. Patting her hands with your free hand, you try to reassure Yumi for her sake. "Yumi, you worry too much about me that you haven't been sitting still for the last hour." Disarming her with a smile, you decided to switch topics with a pacifist voice, "So, how is the situation with Lord Itadori?"

At the mention of Yuji, you see how her expression change from worry to realization. Yumi's hands fly off your forearm immediately, and she plucks out a letter from her inner attire and hands it to you with two hands. You take the letter from her and unfold the content, eyes reading the words.

Yuji was Sukuna's younger half-brother, who was fifteen years old, compared to Sukuna, who was twenty-seven. When you put them together or side by side, there wasn't much of a difference in their appearances; if you could point out, Yuji would be the replica of Sukuna, but he is someone who has softer features and heart, unlike his sharper and cold-hearted older brother. You would have referred to Yuji's last name as Sukuna, but before the former Lord passed away, Yuji wished to keep his mother's maiden name since she was the only family member left of hers. He is such a filial son; if only he were the same age as his older brother, you would've married him instead in a heartbeat. But in the end, it didn't matter, you treated the young boy as a little brother and sent him a bi-weekly care package, and Yuji treated you as an older sister he never had despite having so many.

"What does the letter say, Mistress?" Yumi asked, peering at the letters that looked like nothing but indescribable chicken scratches.

"What do you think it says?" You retort the question right back at her, and she sheepishly smiles at you while scratching the back of her head. "I've taught you how to read and write, and the alphabet never stuck to you, did it?" To confirm your suspicion, Yumi made it more evident by messing with the hem of her attire. You want to eye roll at your adorable servant but hold it off with a sigh before giving her a brief explanation. "Yuji said he's doing well at the Gojo's compound; he's also having a nice time and has made friends with the Fushiguro's son and Nobara's daughter. While learning has been difficult for him since I'm not around to help him, Gojo-sensi was nice enough to dumb it down for him." You click your tongue and eye Yumi, "What's with you and Yuji not retaining anything?" Continuing to summarize the letter, you can't help but huff out a little laugh at what you read; Yuji tried to spell something but couldn't as it was retried and crossed out multiple times then he said something different. "He missed eating with me and mentioned that his Sensi wanted to meet me since it's rare for a (Surname) clan girl to be married off. The rest is him rambling about a pretty girl, and that's it."

"I also missed the young master's presence; if he were here, Lord Sukuna wouldn't be hounding you every chance he gets." Yumi mention, and you chuckle. Sukuna hates Yuji, and how you prefer his younger brother. Sukuna had made it known to make off and backhanded comments at Yuji in your being, even with Yuji's naivety to a certain extent; he was sensible enough to understand that his older half-brother didn't like him much. This made you defend the young boy, and in defense, you use the same manner Sukuna did to Yuji in calculated and halcyon quips. You miss the satisfaction of making the man bite his lips in frustration, a part of you wants to relive it again.

If you were someone else, he would've had your head skewered at the front of the gate of the Sukuna's estate as a warning for everyone to watch what they say to him.

Folding the letter and putting it back inside the envelope, you check the sun's position, and you see it is nearly noon. "Yumi, prepare my tea for me."

"Is that so?" An older woman raises a brow; she listens intently to what is being told in front of her ears. Eisha, sitting in front of her, telling her the dreading news of you not being able to conceive children from where she overheard the doctor from Sukuna's quarter in the hallway. Sukuna's mother, Hanami, plays it off, "Even if she failed to fulfill her duty as one of his wives, there are still the other concubines here that are avail." Hanami tried to pass it off as it was the will of fate you weren't granted, children.

"Mother, you're right, although I can't help but worry that this might affect his Lordship's health." Eisha expresses, and Hanami hum at her to go on, "He has been waiting for so long to sire a child with her and is filled with news that she couldn't. Thus I wonder if you could help?"

Hanami paused, giving her a look, "Help? Do you want me to help her? Even if I can, I'm unsure how effective I could be." Hanami worded herself to be a saint and fair in front of Eisha, but when it comes to you, she refuses to be in any part of your life. Anything else, it's disgust and hatred she had for you. If you were born from a different clan and not the one associated with your Aunt Iori Setsuko, formally known as (Surname) Setsuko, she would've helped you.

Eisha, who asked the question, wasn't sure what answer she was given, but she still felt a sense of elation; the fact that you were disregarded as useless stroked her ego. Even if she doesn't have Sukuna's affection yet, she has her mother-in-law, her backer, and support.

"By the way, how are you and my son faring? Another child from you would hold the line stable." Hanami didn't notice how Eisha's face turned wry for a second, and within a blink, it disappeared as she presented her mother-in-law with a smile. Eisha didn't need a reminder from Hanami that she needed a boy to hold the line of succession going.

"Ryomen and I are trying for another, but it's not easy as it seems as it was during the first time," Eisha told Hanami, who gasped as a hand flew to her lips worriedly.

Hanami reached across and held Eisha's hands and squeezed them, "We cannot have that; I have some remedies that could help you." Hanami went over to her drawer and pulled out a few bottles. She hands them over to Eisha, who pretends to look astonished, "This is Unkei-to; take a pill daily to help with your blood flow and circulation." Hanami then sat across from Eisha again, "It's to help regulate your body heat and menstruation cycle, also increasing your ovulation too."

After going on a tangent of talking, Eisha excuses herself and lets out a triumphant grin.

Hanami drops the facade of a loving and caring mother; she puts two fingers against her temple and rubs it in pain; she could feel a headache forming. Knowing the news that you weren't able to bear children does strike her heart cords in happiness, but your presence was still a little reminder of why you're here. For as long as Hanami has known Setsuko, your Aunt was a thorn in her side at the starting days of their youth as young teenagers. Hanami was hailed as the fair maiden of Japan until your Aunt Setsuko appeared and took her title and everything. Every woman from the (Surname) Clan was always regarded as having a prestigious and noble birth, a goddess. Rarely were they ever seen or shown to the public; anyone who was to be wedded or engage with the women was married to their family instead of the husband, per upon agreement. The same goes with the men; the (Surname) is very picky on who they union their children with.

The reason why their feud has ensued for so long was because of Sukuna Tsugahara, Hanami's now-late husband. At first, Hanami and Tsugahara were lovers, and until he met Setsuko that he was smitten and was willing to break off the engagement with her. Blinded by anger and resentment every day for it, Setsuko and Tsugahara got closer and closer until it was then they were set to be engaged that Hanami had pulled the rug beneath their feet. Both parties were stunned since Hanami was willing to pull every dirty stunt in her book until she got Tsugahara back into her arms, and she successfully did. She called him back because a night of trysts pretending to be Setsuko and Sukuna Ryomen resulted from it.

To say Setsuko was betrayed, Hanami wished for Setsuko to feel everything she felt.

Hanami had to give that woman a round of applause, though she knew that Setsuko's bitterness would never end and it would burn forever; sending you was uncalled for and a friendly reminder of 'you robbed me, I will do it right back.'

You were almost an uncanny image of your Aunt that Hanami thought she had seen the devil for a second. Even Tsugahara thought you were Setsuko, and he mistakenly called you her name. You have to correct him. More alarming was her only son, Sukuna Ryomen, whose pupils were blown wide from your beauty and disposition that she thought she was reliving her horrible days again. First, it was her husband who was smitten by Setsuko, now her son towards you.

Even if she successfully dissuades her son from taking you as the head wife, it doesn't stop you from being pampered day and night by both men. Tsugahara cherished you as if you were his daughter since he couldn't be with the one he loves, and Sukuna wouldn't leave you alone to breathe; even speaking ill of you is forbidden, which is an unwritten rule anyone should and have to know.

Hanami was disturbed by their behavior relating to you; you were their favorite. Everything you do is perfect in their eyes, and you would be excused and given leniency. She won't know if she should be thankful that you didn't take advantage of her husband and son's adoration, but she's, nevertheless, pissed that you have them wrapped around your fingers!

You seem to adore your father-in-law Tsugahara more than your husband.

"Now, what should I do?" Hanami asks no one in particular but herself. She didn't want to indulge in the past anymore; she didn't care about Eisha; Hanami needed Eisha to give birth to a legitimate son to secure and solidify her position as the wife. After all, she didn't give her those pills for anything; she needs you out of the picture, even if it'll take time.

You thought peace was always an option without Sukuna hovering over you for the last few days, but not today. The feeling of disdain shoots you; the doctor and Sukuna are in your chamber. Yumi was nervously seated behind you, observing the scene, trying not to be as alarmed as possible. She fears Sukuna, but her caring and worried nature for you outweighs what she feels for your husband. Meanwhile, Sukuna was puffing a tobacco pipe by the window, his face resting against his knuckles. He was side-eying the situation. Your bodily functions matter to him that he took mere time off to hear what the doctor had to say.

The doctor diagnosing you took the thin cloth from your wrist after retaking your pulse. Sukuna had insisted that you were not to be touched by anyone but himself since he's your husband, and you were not to be grouped with common filth either. His other women in the harem.

"Well?" Sukuna lingers his gaze on the male, who clears his throat in apprehension.

The doctor shifted a bit in his spot; he had found a new habit since being under the scrutiny eyes of Sukuna. "As the results from before, Lady (Name) has low body heat and chances of conceiving a child. I had brought back a drug that will help improve her vitality over time to help her chance of conceiving." The male went to his medical box and searched for the miracle medicine. After a few seconds, he pulls out a small purple sash. The doctor unties the strings before carefully dumping a small ball of leaves onto their palm the size of a mini rosebud. You could smell the scent of ginger in it, along with many others. "This was specially made for Lady (Name); it's infused and compressed with..." They went on a tangent confabulation in which herbs were gathered from the mountains, and while what was brought from abroad, together, he went with the effects of it.

"Instead of telling me, get started." Sukuna cuts them off with impatient, and the doctor changes course and requests a pot of boiled water. You instructed Yumi to go to the kitchen with a slight nod. You will play along with whatever plan Sukuna has for you.

Yumi returns a quarter later, tray in both hands. She sat and kneeled on the ground, pouring a bowl of hot water into the ceramic. The doctor then proceeded to drop the ball of leaves into the cup as it unraveled openly. The water slowly changes its color until a dark golden hue is presented.

"It's ready," the doctor announces, plucking the leaves out and gesturing for you to pick up the bowl. You took the cup with the slow motion of a lady and brought it up to your nose. Sukuna watches your action; he sees how you peer into the bowl before taking a small sip, there was a slight twitch you showed, and he guessed it was probably bitter. You down the medicine in one go as you tilt it upwards until nothing was left beside a few residues of leaf particles. There was a strong bitterness in your mouth when you set the bowl back on the small table.

Sukuna dumps the rest of the tobacco out the window by tapping it before setting the pipe aside. He gives the doctor and Yumi a look, indicating that they should leave the room. The doctor didn't need to be told twice before he left the room in a rush, and Yumi hastily picks the bowl and put it on the tray before walking out of the room, not before casting you a glance of anxiety.

"Now," Sukuna rose from his seat, and you do the same, trying to cut him off from meeting you halfway. You blatantly wish to be anywhere else but here with him. It was because of orders from Sukuna to have you confined for a few days to find out what happened to you that it disrupted your daily activities to go out in public to help out the misfortunes and events you voluntarily volunteered yourself to escape his clutches. "Are you that eager to get away, love?" You didn't get very far, as it took a few strides to catch up. Sukuna uses a hand to grasp your wrist and pull you to his hard chest while one arm loops itself to your waist, his fingers lovingly playing with the outline of your hip, drumming and tapping. The man lays his chin on your shoulder while the smell of tobacco clings onto him, drafting towards your nose; Sukuna softly inhales your scent, lulling his mind into tranquility as he closes his eyes blissfully.

This made you turn your head subtly to the side to avoid him, but this made Sukuna think this was an invitation to dig his nose more profoundly into the crevice of your neck. A soft rumble could be heard from his throat. "I may confine you to stay within the castle, but that doesn't mean you have to stay in here." Here. What Sukuna had meant what that being on 'house arrest' doesn't mean you make it a habit to stay in your room.

"You didn't specify where to be confined, so I ought to stay somewhere, and here isn't bad at all." Retort with calmness but a subtle jab, Sukuna's hold tightens a bit more, not much to your liking. But it loosens as it comes to, "Your presence is greatly missed in the mess hall." You wanted to snark back that it's highly doubted; with you gone from the dining table, everyone would tell tales full of travesty of you in high and low, not in front of him, but when he's not around. The only person who would miss you was Sukuna himself.

Grabbing Sukuna's wrist, you untangle yourself from his grasp and put space between you. It's getting unbearable; you could only tolerate being in so much of his existence and him touching you. "Lift my temporary ban; then I'll join." You negotiate, and even with your back still turning against him, Sukuna can't help but grant you your wish. "That I can do, and I'm happy to see your face once more among the common ones." Sukuna moves in front of you; he grabs a lock of your hair and kisses it. He drops it before brushing his thick fingers against your tresses and trying to slide them behind your ear. You smack Sukuna's palm away with a tap, not enough to offend him, but enough to turn him away.

Your action amuses him; Sukuna wasn't sure how long you would resist him. Despite being his favorite for five years when he first laid eyes on you during the selection, even if you don't want him now, he will make sure you'll be him for the rest of eternity. He's a very patient man with many crafts underneath his sleeve. "Make sure to be there on time."

"How can I forget you're a punctual man," maintaining the underlying impasse, Sukuna chuckles when you look up to meet his eyes.

Sukuna turned around and exited your chamber; it wasn't until he was out of sight and mind that you inhaled deeply before exhaling that Yumi cane back into the room like a blur. She fretted over you like a mother hen that your social energy was draining fast already. Putting up with Sukuna always makes you mentally tired; keeping the farce up day and night from all angles isn't what you want.

You were only here per request and out of respect to your Aunt Setsuko, who had raised you because of the early passing of your parents. Marrying into the Sukuna family does have its benefits, although it's not what you had initially had in mind. You held back your thoughts when agreeing to be shipped off into an arranged marriage with Sukuna, the only son your Aunt Setsuko was deadset on having you marry before you were even born.

Maybe you should've asked for the reason before agreeing; now it's an endless headache you're dealing with.

8 from fluff for Tamaki? 🥺💕

amajiki tamaki x reader

“Us… I like the sound of that.”

warnings: fluff

a/n: tamaki more like dont make me

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“Tamaki-kun!” You hiss as you motion for him to come over to you.

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Tokyo Revengers boys reaction to finding out the background on your phone is a picture of them.

_Mikey | Draken | Baji | Chifuyu | Mitsuya | Kokonoi | Inui | Ran | Rindo | Izana | Kazutora_

M i k e y

“What’s your passcode?” Mikey looks at you in intrigue, smirking when you realise that he’s holding your phone in his hand.

Now, you’re not too protective over your phone. But for some reason, the thought that Mikey wants to unlock it makes you nervous.

“It’s the day of our first date.” You respond timidly, swallowing the lump of nerves in your throat. You watch as he types in the code and flicks through your phone, a pleased smirk growing on his face after a few seconds.

“What’s this?” Mikey teasingly turns your phone screen towards you, displaying the background photo of him that you took while he was sleeping.

“I- I just thought you looked so handsome…” you trail off, fiddling with your fingers as you explain your choice of background.

“It’s funny cause I have you asleep as my background too.” Your head shoots up to meet your boyfriends cheeky expression, both of you bursting into laughter over how similar you really are.

D r a k e n

“What you doing?” Draken curiously asks, taking you a little by surprise as he leans over the back of the sofa. He’s seen you scrolling through your phone from the other room and decided that he wanted your attention.

“Oh, nothing.” You crane you neck round to get a better look at your boyfriend, sending him a warm smile.

What you realise a second too late, however, is that Draken’s attention isn’t on you, but on your phone screen which you left unlocked.

You’ve never told him this, but you set your background to a picture of him. It’s one of your favourites, taken on your third date well over a year ago now. He’s sat on a park bench, looking at the scenery instead of the camera, a cheeky grin on his face. Everytime you look at the picture it brings back so many fond memories of when you first fell in love. That’s why you chose it as your background, so you could always remember that special date.

“You’re too cute.” Draken goofily smiles down at you, pressing a kiss to your cheek when you shyly turn your head away. You can feel your cheeks warming as they flair a deep crimson, you heart beating just that little bit faster from his kiss.

B a j i

“Now it’s perfect.” baji assertively states, finally handing you back your phone.

A huge grin takes over your face when you lay eyes on your new background picture; one of you both smiling at each other, looking like two idiots in love.

Initially you’d had just a picture of baji on his own as your background. It was a selfie that he had taken and you thought he looked so sweet and handsome that you had saved it and made it your background screen.

When baji saw your choice of background, however, he wasn’t satisfied. Although he loved that it was a picture of him, he wanted something more personal to take its place. A picture only you had.

“It really is.” You beam up at your boyfriend in responce, laughing heartily when he pulls you into a warm hug and squishes you against his chest a little too tightly.

C h i f u y u

“It’s not cute, it’s embarrassing.” Chifuyu whines like a child.

Finding out that the background on your phone is an embarrassing picture of him made your boyfriend complain non stop in an attempt to get you to change it. But unluckily for Chifuyu you’re not budging in the slightest.

“Chifuyu who’s gonna even see it besides me?” You flatly state, unimpressed with his relentless pleaing.

“But what if one of your friends or cousin sees it while they are with you, or you lose your phone.” He persuades, though you only shake your head in responce, rolling your eyes playfully.

“You wanna know why that picture of you is my background?” Chifuyu nods, still pouting at you. “Because it’s real. It’s who you are, my dorky, loveable boyfriend.” You caress his cheek affectionately, watching as Chifuyu tries to hide the smile that grows on his face.

“Ok… I guess you can keep it then.” He dramatically sighs, pulling you into his embrace and hiding his face in the crook of your neck.

M i t s u y a

“That’s a little bit frightening.” Mitsuya snickers as he looks over your shoulder while you are on your phone. You look up at him to see his amused smirk, letting out a laugh upon the realisation that he’s never seen your background before.

It’s an edited picture of him, which you of course made it a meme you found it so funny you and made your background… just so you could look at it and laugh now and again.

“It is a little, but it’s funny.” You join in, watching as Mitsuya simply shakes his head at you in return, a wide smile on his face.

“You have the strangest sense of humour, but I wouldn’t change it for the world.” He comments adoringly.

K a z u t o r a

“I like the one of us together better.” kazutora points to the picture of you smiling together on your camera roll.

You were deciding on what photo to make your new background and your nosey boyfriend was insistent on a particular photo of you both because he feels he’s not embarrassing or awkward in that one.

“But you’re always embarrassing and awkward.” You cheekily smirk, bursting into laughter when Kazutora deadpans you.

“Come on, be serious.” He encourages, tapping on his choice of picture to enlarge it.

“But it’s what I love about you… we’re awkward together!” You plea up at Kazutora, trying to get him to see the funny side at least. And it doesn’t take long before he cracks a smile, both of you laughing as you set your background picture to the one that captured you both off guard.

R a n

“Really, that’s your background?” Ran sasses, successfully gaining your attention. He’d been acting off with you all day and you’re not sure why. You know he’s stressed with things so you’ve been letting his rudeness slide, but now it’s starting to upset you. There’s only so long you can go before you bite back.

Your background just so happens to be a picture of you together from your recent holiday, back when you both were happy and relaxed and your boyfriend wasn’t constantly in a bad mood.

“I know right, instead of having a picture of my boyfriend I should change it to something that doesn’t upset me.” Ran stops in his tracks upon hearing your comment, spinning around on his feet to face you, letting out a huff.

“And what’s that supposed to mean?” He interrogates, slowly taking a few steps towards you.

“What it means is that my boyfriend has been nothing but rude to me all day for no apparent reason.” You state, trying to keep a straight face. But that doesn’t stop Ran for seeing your eyes well up with tears, his hard expression instantly falling off his face and his defensive attitude fading.

“(Y/N) I’m sorry. I love that I’m your background, really.” Ran apologises with wide eyes, nodding his head eagerly to show you he truly means it. “I’ve just got so much going on at the moment, I’m exhausted.” He continues, leaning into you when you cuddle into his side.

“Good because I didn’t want to have to change it.” You chuckle, cuddling yourself tighter into his embrace.

R i n d o

Rindo had the biggest grin on his face when you entered the room, your phone in his hand as he stared at the smiling photo of him as your background.

“I didn’t know I was your background.” You giggle at how happy your boyfriend is because of this.

“Of course you are.” You state like it’s no big deal, that it’s just a causual thing that most couples do.

“Well I love it.” Rindo wraps his arm around your shoulder, pressing a quick kiss to your cheek. “But you know what I’d love even more…” he trails off, sending you a devilish grin as you turn to face him.

“What.” You cautiously question, not sure if you want to know the answer or not.

“If you’re background was that embarrassing picture of you when you were drunk.” He darkly chuckles. “We can bet on it, if you lose then you’ll change your background.” Rindo proposes.

“I’m willing to take that risk.” You agree, matching your boyfriends playfully challenging expression.

K o k o n o i

“Too bad you’re not mine…” koko quickly comments before rushing away from you.

“koko!” You shout after him in warning, telling him to get back to you though your tone.

It all started when he snatched your phone out of your hands and stumbled upon your background picture of him. Now, koko is in a particularly playful mood today, so his child like tormenting was all in good nature, but also very annoying after a while.

You cross your arms as you sulk, refusing to get out of your comfy seat to chase after him. You don’t even acknowledge your boyfriend when he enters the room again and takes a seat beside you, holding his phone in front of you.

“What did you just do.” You finally turn to face him when you hear him giggle as he taps away on his phone.

“I just got a new background.” He smirks, turning the screen around to reveal a picture of you sulking away. “Now we’re even.” He cheekily comments, holding his phone out of reach when you make a lunge to try and grab it out of his hand.

I n u i

“What is that?” Inui shyly smiles at you as he leans into your side to get a better look at your phone.

“It’s you silly.” You laugh, finding his reaction very amusing. He simply rolls his eyes in responce.

Inui has just become aware of your background photo, a picture of him smiling cheesily. You just thought he looked so adorable, you couldn’t not put it as your background so you could look at it all day.

“Do you not like it?” You hold back your smirk, your gaze flicking up to meet Inui’s.

“No! I mean, if you like it, then I like it too.” He nods, smiling brightly back at you.

You honestly don’t know how he manages to be so completely adorable, but it makes your heart skip a beat every time.

“I’m glad.” You coo, pressing a kiss to his cheek.

I z a n a

“Because couples need to have matching backgrounds.” Izana states like it’s a well known fact, following you around relentlessly.

He’d been trying to get you to take some couple pictures with him, just so you could have the same background on your phone. But you are reluctant, already liking the picture you have of him.

“But I don’t want to change mine.” You roll your eyes feigning annoyance. “And besides, couple photos are forced and cringey.” You comment, knowing fully well it will set your boyfriend off on a rant.

“It’s not cringey it’s cute!” Izana complain, rushing to catch up to you as you walk away. “(Y/N)! Come back.” He calls out through a whine, chasing after you desperately while you are a giggling mess.

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