𝐘𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐢 𝐈𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐢🌀

ahhh I understand, I’m glad you replied to my request though! can you simply just make reader a childhood friend of Isagi but the scenario is that reader wants to have her first kiss with Isagi because she trusts him and secretly has a big crush on him?

✦ 𝐈𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮. (𝐅𝐭. 𝐘. 𝐈𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐢)

Syn: You need your first kiss according to your friends by you only trust one person

Pairings: Yoichi Isagi x Reader.

A/N: sorry about the rushed ending I already took farr too long to make this so yeah

This was one of the nights you would dream of, hanging out with your friends and doing things that you probably shouldn't but who gives a fuck really? The night was starting to get rather grey before one of your friends suggested truth or dare.

Overused? Sure. But it worked, the room was bustling with chatter before it was your turn.

"Truth or dare Y/N?"

You tilted your head to the side as in you were thinking hard about this simple choice.

"Hmmm, Truth"

"Okay! Whose the first boy you've kissed?"

Damn, She got you. The room was quiet and at first your friends got excited because they thought silence was thinking, as in you missed so many guys you can't remember. But no, it was stalling and it wasn't helping anything.

"I... I um, actually never kissed a dude before"

The room was quiet again before a loud surge basically shattered your ears. Things like "WHAT!? Y/N YOU'RE DROP DEAD GORGEOUS HOWWW" Or "That's a lie, you're not lying, right?" Or... "Ha. Loser" Just what you needed on an already exhausting night.

"I'm being serious! I just never really... Y'know..."

Two of your friends eyed you suspiciously before whispering amongst themselves.

"Okay, well Y/N if you were going to have your first kiss right now and you could pick anyone, who would it be with?".

There was another pause but this one seemed more acceptable. Your mind searched through all of its core memories to find a person who could fit the criteria for your first kiss. They have to have decent looks, a nice reputation and personality and basic love for you.

You could only think of one person that could meet all those standards. Your friend; Yoichi Isagi.

"Well I guess I would have to go with Yoichi Isagi, I mean he's stuck to my side for a few years."

Your friends quietly searched the memory for any sight or interaction with this kid.

"Ohhh you mean that kid on the soccer team?" One of your friends jumped up as they heard the origin of the mysterious kid.

"Oh! Yeah I remember now. He's a cute one" your other friend shouted out, clearly not caring who was in the room listening to her.

"Yeah, heh..." You say while subconsciously staring daggers at your friend.

"Y/N!!! Tell your friends that their parents are here!"

Everyone kinda heard themselves so they all emptied the room themselves. You waved goodbye to everyone and got ready to go to bed.

As the day started up again all you could think about was the events that transpired last night. It only got worse when you heard that sweet, sweet voice...

"Hey! Y/N! How you didn't think you could escape me for another second of the day, did you?"

No.... Of course not. I mean the huge soccer playing, all seeing menace definitely would've found me anyway with those eyes and that brain of his.

"Why have you been avoiding me? Is it because of that game? I know it was sorta, kinda, bad for me but at least we won"

"No, no it's not the game I.... I just had a huge night"

"wanna talk about it?"

"...Later" You say dismissively.

Gosh he was hot... Did he always look at you with that passion in his eyes? No! This is your Best friend! You can't do that to him... You don't like him you're being silly.... But he's so damn cute, such nice lips, such a nice smile.. and that feral smirk he gets on the field.

You were kinda nervous about talking to him later, even though it was just your friend Isagi, it didn't feel so innocent anymore especially when you have thoughts like this going through your head. It doesn't matter that much though... You'll just talk when you guys talk... Nothing will go.... Wrong?

"You like me Y/N!?" Isagi questioned with a red face that's seeking validation.

"w-what!? Where the hell did you learn that information!?"

"From Y/F"

Damn it, your friend, the one person you thought you could trust ratted you out. You swore that when you saw them again it was up.

"I... I...." You couldn't even form sentences, what the fuck!? Your friend just snitched on you!

"I also heard from a little birdie that you wanted a certain blue eyed guy with a passion for talking shit and making goals to fulfill the honor of giving you your first kiss."

"Damn, that bitch can't keep her mouth shut for shit!"

He laughs lightheartedly before grabbing your hands and bringing you closer to him. He brushes your hair from your face and that feral look and his eyes were replaced with something much more soft and tame.

"I like you too Y/N, so much in fact that I might just give you more than just a kiss that you've been so desperately seeking"

He shared that same warm smile before pulling you close by your waist and planting a warm kiss on your soft lips, you kinda just melted into him and he did the same, it became sloppy pretty fast. You guys didn't even see that anyone could've just walked by and saw you guys.

When you guys finally separated to catch your breath he leaned his forehead on yours and chuckled before grabbing your hand and pulling you into his arms.

"I've wanted to do that for a while... Also I won't forgive you for holding out on me" There's the Isagi you remember. He's still in there somewhere?

⬤◉◉𝐕𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐃𝐞𝐤𝐮 𝐱 𝐌𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐜 𝐀𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐬𝐭!𝐘/𝐍◉◉⬤

• 𝐭𝐰!: 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝, 𝐮𝐧𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝, 𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭, 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐌𝐮𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫, 𝐚𝐛𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐬, 𝐆𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐘/𝐍 :𝐃, 𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐯𝐢𝐛𝐞𝐬 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐕𝐃𝐞𝐤𝐮, 𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐒𝐭𝐮𝐟𝐟 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭.

• 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 𝐕𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐃𝐞𝐤𝐮 X !𝐅𝐞𝐦 𝐌𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐜 𝐀𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐘/𝐍

•𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐜 𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐬𝐭, 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐭𝐨𝐱𝐢𝐜 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐯𝐢𝐞𝐰𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐩𝐨𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐲 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐬𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐨𝐟𝐟 𝐡𝐮𝐠𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐈𝐳𝐮𝐤𝐮'𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝.

•𝐀/𝐍: 𝐌𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐞 𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐩𝐭 𝟐 𝐢𝐝𝐤

•𝐂𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭: 𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐬 𝐂𝐚𝐟𝐞𝐤𝐢𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐌𝐨𝐭𝐰𝐰𝐥 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬

The day was like any other, waking up, showering, and getting to work developing lyrics and beats and melodies. Despite doing all this yourself you frequently had collabs that you needed to be prepared for.

It wouldn't have been an issue if you didn't have to worry about Ryan; your selfish, emotionally unavailable, useless boyfriend. I mean all he would do is drink, hangout with his friends, and yell at you. It's not like you were gaining anything from being with that waste of space.

Today you had an important meeting with another music artist that wanted to collaborate so you grabbed your laptop and other music gear and locked your room before leaving the house.

It was refreshing walking outside and letting the nice windy breeze hit your face. The sky is turning a bluish orange. And leaves of the big orange trees drifted down around your feet as you started your walk or tried to. (Ignoring all the text from your boyfriend) you felt the odd feeling of being watched. It's been like this for a while but then again this part of town is quiet but lively so maybe it was just some random people.

Taking walks refreshes your mind from time to time but this is one of those cases where you wish you didn't have to walk. Like this case, the sun was slowly setting and as you walked through the busy and not so safe parts of Tokyo, an unshakable feeling of fear came over you for no reason. Or so it seems.

Despite the way you feel you kept walking because you couldn't miss this collaboration it could make your monthly listeners skyrocket. You stop at a gas station for some food and ignore some of the druggies outside. After bringing some snacks and drinks at the counter. And having a very uncomfortable exchange with the cashier, when you go back outside the druggies are gone?

Uh? Okay? The fuck...

While walking you notice a man with curly green hair. He looks at you waves at you with a warm smile. You wave back and continue on your way. Not trying to start conversation and waste even more time.

When you finally make it to the studio nobody is there so you wait and wait and wait but it all stays the same. Maybe I got the time wrong but when you looked at your phone it was most definitely right but I guess not. After a few disappointing minutes you start back up walking home. This time, in pure darkness besides the city lights and cars that illuminated the streets.

The same feeling of being watched made your eyes wet. Just keep walking, nobody is looking at you, girl. Well you couldn't have been even more wrong. The same friendly person who waved to you earlier was just walking around killing people who made your life a tiny inconvenience. People who did nothing wrong.

As you continued walking he continued following you. Above, on top of the buildings he watched you, everywhere that you went each path you took... Oh it was just like having a romantic walk home. But you didn't know he was there. You guys were so in love with each other clearly. Right?

When you got home you didn't even care what time it was but apparently to your drunk boyfriend who was awoken by the sound of the front door. It was clearly too late for you to be out and already you knew that he was gonna do his usual accuse you of cheating, yell at you, curse you out and then pass out on the couch.

I mean if that prick is good for one thing I guess it would be being loud or some shit like that. You didn't even want to deal with him so you walked past him but Ryan was for some reason way more pissed than usual and grabbed your arm.

"Let me go!" You shouted while trying to tug your arm free. Little did you know your stalker was watching and taking in the situation.

"I know ya wer' out there bein a lil slut!" He kept grabbing you and pushing you again a wall. He was way too drunk to be this angry at you when you haven't even talked to him once today.

"Ryan, get the hell away from me!- you guys both freeze as the sound of shattering glass echoes throughout the house from the kitchen.

"what the f-...."

Ryan walks towards the kitchen still as angry as before but a little bit more wary this time. You follow behind him and stop, practically shaking when you see the same individual who waved at you, standing before you. with a knife and a uncanny grin.

Your adrenaline started kicking in as you panicked at the sight of the stranger standing before you. He saved you but only so he could finish you himself? It was all too much to think about but. Everything went quiet until you broke the silence.

"Y-you... I saw you... At the gas station"

The green haired man smiled at your revelation and nods. Ryan, however, still found a way to make you seem like the bad guy. As usual..

"this the dude ya was sluttin' out with?" He says drunkenly while stumbling over his words and staring at you angrily. He takes a step closer to you and raises his hand at you and then it all goes blank. Besides the cold feeling coating your body. When you open your eyes, confused by the lack of impact you notice the liquid covering your body and the body of your boyfriend or rather ex-boyfriend.

You stare at the body for a bit longer than normal, just processing everything. You weren't sad or bothered by his death it was just an inconvenience that he died in your house, and got his blood on your body. Your face was stuck in an expression of shock but you felt something way different than shock. Was it relief?

"you killed him..."

Before you could steady yourself and run away to call the police you lost all of the energy and will to move. Your vision doubled and you just remembered the cold feeling of your head hitting the floor.

You woke up to the warm, soft and velvety sheets of Izuku's bed. As you slowly regained consciousness and your vision you noticed that obviously, this wasn't your fucking house. You sat up and looked around the room until you saw izuku sitting down across the room from you, just looking.

You tried to talk but nothing came out, Izuku picked up on this and walked towards you. Panic. That was all you could do at that time. When he raises his hand you flinch and prepare for the impact but just like last time there was no impact or at least not anything intense. A calloused hand gently brushed your cheek. Confused, you slowly opened your eyes to see what was happening.

"Don't worry, doll. I'd never hurt you..."

What? What did he just say to you? Did he call you doll? It was all very strange but you noticed the odd amount of sincerity in his voice.

"W-why am I here? Where am I?..."

"You're here because this is your new home."

I was writing this for a couple of days bc I had no inspo but yeah I finished it!

The 18+ themes are warnings for the entire story not this part.

⏤͟͟͞͞✰𝐊𝐧𝐨𝐱

I'm going to bed 😮‍💨

(I'm still thinking about the actual plot. I might do a poll on that too. Feel free to comment ideas)

So about that smau I was talking about earlier, while I do have some ideas I feel like they're going to be too similar to other creators so I'd like your suggestions.

And just in case you haven't seen the poll it has to be a JJK AU. I guess I'll just check if I find an idea I like.

Bye 🖤💜

❝𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐈 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐩𝐢𝐞𝐫𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮? 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐚𝐥 𝐚𝐬 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐲𝐨.❞

❝𝐊𝐄𝐍 𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐖𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍 𝐃𝐎 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓❞ (😺 piercing)

❝𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐣𝐨𝐤𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐞?❞

❝𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐝𝐨 𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮?❞

❝𝐈 𝐚𝐬𝐤 𝐦𝐲𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐝𝐚𝐲❞

I WANT TO WRITE SOMETHING BUT I CAN'T THINK OF ANYTHING, I'M ACTUALLY TWEAKING OUT BECAUSE I JUST GOT BACK INTO 2 ANIMES WITH HELLA WRITABLE CHARACTERS

𝐖𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠? 𝐏𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐑𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐫 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭 ══━╮

➹ ⇙ ↓ ⥥ ⇩ ⇲

𝑭𝑳𝑨𝑺𝑯, 𝑭𝑳𝑨𝑺𝑯, 𝑭𝑳𝑨𝑺𝑯! (Pt.1)

Synopsis. Just a tiny little flash from you and they boys are no longer humans, they're animals.

Pairings. [SEPARATE] Otoya x Reader, Kunigami x Reader, Kenyu x Reader, Rin x Reader

A/N: this took too long MB but I wanted it to be good (it's not💀)

hello I really liked your Isagi fanfic, so can I request a Isagi fanfic with childhood reader who has a condition that leds her to not being able to walk so she uses a wheelchair? If this request makes you uncomfortable then you don’t have to do it, I completely understand.

I'm all for commissions but I feel really scared when I write fics about people with disabilities, not only because I'm uncultured and scared of offending people but also because I have no idea how to build a story around that. I'll give it a shot but if you don't see a story in the next week it's probably staying in the drafts I'm sorry 😞

Kinda my fault because I haven't outlined what I don't write or can't write 😔 BUTTTT I will write your next request if there is a next and gladly just as long as it doesn't have anything to do with disabilities, simply because I don't know what the fuck I'm talking about. I'm still going to try for you though thanks! 🖤💜

(I'm in the middle of fleshing out my information on my profile so you guys can know exactly what to ask for!🙃)