Summary:
Shinsou can always sense when you’re having a bad day. Good thing he knows exactly how to cheer you up.
Pairing: Shinsou Hitoshi x Fem!Reader
Rating: E
Word Count: 1.6k
Warnings:
AGED UP CHARACTERS, c*nnilingus/oral, v*ginal fingering/s3x, consensual quirk usage/mind
control, squirting, comfort (w/o hurt), pet names, some praise k!nk,
fluffy ending
Notes: This was for a request but I realize now the person is no longer following me. Probably should have checked that before writing this lmfao. Oh well, it happens and no hard feelings. I hope everyone enjoys this piece anyway.
Warnings: yandere, adult themes, bordering Stockholm syndrome, hints of dubious consent
A/N: here’s another fic I posted and deleted a bit ago, but I edited it and revamped it a bit. I was in a weird place when I wrote this, but it’s content! Gonna stop impulsively deleting shit😂
Summary: Y/N was feeling sick and laid with Corpse during his stream.
Warnings: none??? just super mega fluff
Word Count: 1,254
Author’s Note: I hope this makes sense ?? idk I hope the request is enough in here, I’m sorry if its’ not :(
She sat up slightly as she squinted her eyes shut harshly. Her head was pounding, she placed her hand against her temple as the pain rushed through her body. Her stuffy nose made her head hurt worse. It has been almost a year since she’s been sick. Over the past few days, she had felt herself start to feel sick. She thought that was going to all, but this morning she was hit like a truck. She felt awful. She continued to stand up from the bed, slowly. Her entire body was cold yet she was sweaty. She glanced behind her seeing that Corpse’s side of the bed was empty.
“Damn.” Bibgy grumbled, tugging at
the starched collar of his dress shirt. “I really wish Snow wouldn’t make such
a big deal of things.”
I laughed.
“Aw, c’mon Bigby! You can’t tell me
that, out of all your years spent dispensing justice in Fabletown, you’ve never
once attended the Remembrance Ball?”
“Eh, dances aren’t really my thing.
I’ve got two left feet: sometimes four.”
He flashed a small, self-satisfied grin my way. “I still can’t believe that you’re coming to the ball. I thought for
sure Cole or Snow would try to bar you from attending. Not because they don’t
like you or anything! But y’know… It’s a celebration for fables and you’re… uh…
not one.” Bigby looked away at the dusty elevator wall as he scratched his
head, giving me a chance to look at his slicked back hair. It almost looked
presentable.
if your hc requests are still open then can i request touch-straved shinso? like he isn't used to getting physical affection but really likes it please? ty and congrats!!
