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Ultraman holding Emi's little hand and she squeezed it when they fixed her arm 😭
poor emi. she's stuck in the world's worst custody battle
OMG THIS WAS SO GOOD!!!! i want kenji sato
꩜.ᐟ 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐜𝐚𝐬𝐮𝐚𝐥 ★ (𝐤𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐢 𝐬𝐚𝐭𝐨 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫)
✶⋆.˚ sequel to fever dream
Sunlight filtered through the room, hitting Kenji square in the face. He groaned in annoyance, blindly groping around for something to bury his face in. His hands collided with something warm and (surprisingly) life-sized. He wriggled towards it, mildly enticed by the warmth emanating from it. A whisper of a sigh slipped his lips as he snuggled closer, throwing his arms over said Unidentified Warm Object and tugging it closer to his chest. Kenji was just slipping back to the loving embrace of sleep when the said bundle of warmth groaned (growled) and threw his arms off.
It took a few beats of silence and confusion for Kenji's sleep addled brain to realize that warm pillows should not be making noises and moving. He groggily opened his eyes, mentally preparing for the worst (Godzilla?!) but not expecting to see your sleeping form with your serene expression and tousled hair first thing in the morning. The man immediately stilled. Blinking rapidly, the air in his lungs quickly vacated his stiff body.
If this was a dream, he never wanted to wake up.
His eyes ravenously took in the features of your face. Up close, you were even more beautiful than he had ever imagined. His imagination paled in contrast to the real thing. He lifted his free arm; his left held hostage beneath your neck, and used the back of his knuckles to trace the soft contours of your face, from your cheek to your jawline. The gesture was delicate, almost reverent, as if he were tracing the outline of a cherished painting.
Careful not to disturb you, Kenji shifted closer, reaching out to brush a stray lock of hair from your face. He had absolutely no memory of last night, no recollection of how he got here (in your bed! with you in it!) but Kenji was not about to start questioning this blessing. He was quick to accept that it was simply a matter of divine intervention. He was not a religious man, but he now prayed for a future where he could wake up next to you everyday.
His musings were abruptly cut short when you stirred ever so slightly. Kenji's heart pounded so loudly, it was a wonder you had not woken up to the sound. It momentarily stopped, however, when you burrowed into his arms, slotting yourself perfectly into his chest.
Kenji has now become a firm believer in God, amazed at how quickly his prayers have been answered.
However, as with all good things, it must come to an end. Your alarm went off, jarring you from the first peaceful sleep you have had in months. You stretched your arms over your head, and sluggishly wiped the sleep from your eyes. You were not prepared for what you saw when you opened them.
Kenji Sato staring at you with unabashed adoration. "Good morning, princess." He said in a low baritone, rough with sleep. It was more electrifying than any lightning rod that could ever hit you.
You sat bolt upright, groaning when your vision swam. Kenji followed suit, his arms reaching for you to steady you. "Hey now, careful," He said, concerned. As he did so, the sheets fell away and you were faced once more with the horrifying (horrifyingly delicious) realization that Kenji was naked from the waist up. The universe apparently decided to serve breakfast early with Kenji Sato's chiseled chest and toned abs.
You blinked rapidly, the image already burned into your retinas, before you averted your gaze. "M-morning, Sato." You squeaked, your cheeks beet red. You scrambled to tame your unruly hair and double check your eyes for missed gunk. Addressing the air above Kenji's head, you said, "You just um...sleep more. I'll go get started on breakfast." You tried to climb over his ridiculously long legs to escape the confines of your bed. In your head, you only succeeded in looking like an uncoordinated baby deer.
You tripped over him, landing on the floor with a soft thud. You could feel a bruise forming already. You didn't have the courage to look back at Kenji as you all but dove for the door. Slamming it behind you, you leaned against it, sliding down onto the floor as you mulled over how embarrassing it all was. You were so wrapped up in your thoughts that you didn't hear Kenji get up and follow after you.
He opened the door, and you fell back on the floor. You stared up at Kenji, upside-down. He had a shirt on now. You crushed the quick pang of disappointment in your chest.
On his face was nothing but an amused smile and a friendly glint in his eyes. "This was not how I imagined you'd fall for me," Kenji started, grinning at you and kneeling to pick you up. "But I'll take it." He said, hooking his arm through your legs and hoisting you up securely in his chest.
He carried you into your kitchen and gently deposited you on the island bar. Kenji planted his hands firmly on either side of you, "Sit there, pretty. I'll fix breakfast for us." He said, flashing you a charming smile before turning his broad back on you and rummaging through your small pantry.
You protested, of course. "W-wait, you're...ah...you're sick. You're supposed to be on bed rest." You jumped off the island bar, following on his heels.
"Do blueberry pancakes sound good to you?" Kenji asked, scooping up flour, milk, butter, and eggs into one arm.
"Yes...ugh...Kenji, that's not the point!"
Kenji laid out the ingredients into the counter and rummaged through his teammate's purchases for the blueberry and oranges. He knew Daisuke would have brought him some fruits. "I'll replenish your groceries later, baby." He said, resuming his quest to cook you breakfast despite your complaints.
Groceries were the least of your concerns right now.
"You're sick! Come on, let's get you back to bed." You grumbled, tugging on his arm. Kenji did not budge. Instead, he leaned down close enough for you to check his vitals. "I'm all better, bunny. Come feel." He said affectionately. Unconvinced, you pressed a hand to his forehead. He wasn't lying, it turned out. Kenji didn't have the heart to tell you that due to his genetics, he could bounce back from illness just as quickly.
"Had the best doctor in town to fix me up, see." Kenji added, and his words once more setting your face ablaze.
Kenji thought you looked positively delicious with the rosy pink hue that was constantly coating your cheeks. He derived great pleasure in knowing that he could make you blush sooo easily. He immediately vowed to take advantage of this for his personal gain.
"Satisfied, princess?" He asked, arching an inquiring eyebrow at you.
You peered up at him. "I suppose," You replied reluctantly.
"Good," He grunted. "Now sit your pretty ass back down and let me serve you," He said in a tone that brooked no argument. You bit your lip. Well, how could you argue with that? Kenji's heart soared when he saw you comply obediently, taking your seat on one of the stools on the island bar. Good God, you were being so good for him.
The rest of the hour passed without incident. Kenji cooked in relative peace, the silence punctuated only by your recollection of the events that transpired the night before and the rustle of paperwork as you tried to catch up with the readings you missed.
Kenji's blueberry pancakes were fluffy and tasted like heaven in your mouth. The man even slid a glass of freshly-squeezed orange juice your way. He watched from the corner of his eye as you ooohed and aaahed with every bite. It was fucking adorable.
"Sorry the team had to inconvenience you last night," Kenji said as he placed a second serving on your plate. He swooned at how cute your cheeks were as they bulged with the meal he'd made. He's liable to suffer a heart attack at this rate.
You gulped down harshly, downing it with a swig of orange juice. "No worries," You said, smiling. "You were an easy patient."
Kenji mirrored your smile. "That's good to know. I didn't do or say anything...weird, did I?"
You inhaled sharply, "Er..." Your mind flashed back to the way he held you and the words he whispered desperately in his sleep. You shook your head. "No...you were perfect."
Kenji hummed. "If you say so, darling."
For the nth time, you flushed at the pet name. Kenji's restraint was fraying at how adorable you were. He remembered everything. He may have been a little woozy from the cold medicine but he remembered.
"Pity," He said softly, reaching over to wipe off syrup from the corner of your mouth with his thumb. "Coulda sworn I confessed my undying love for you last night." He added, keeping eye contact with you.
It appeared that with Kenji around, your cheeks would remain burning. "Y-you...were..." You stammered, surprised. "You were loopy from the meds. I didn't think...much of it."
"Well, do think about it, princess," Kenji said, licking the syrup off his thumb. "We can reconvene later when I pick you up for our date."
"Huh?"
Kenji merely smiled at you, before turning back to his pancakes. "Ya heard me."
Your brain had stopped working. Short-circuited. Even as Kenji cleared the plates and washed the dishes, even as you got yourself ready for the day, even as you walked Kenji to your door and bade him goodbye, it still hadn't fully registered in your mind.
"Wear your favorite dress. I'll pick you up at 7 pm." Kenji said at the door, his parting words before he pressed a kiss to your cheek. "See you later, bunny."
You walked to all of your classes in a daze.
Well, would you look at that? Kenji caught the flu, you caught yourself a boyfriend.
Author's note: Watchuthink? Lemme knooow! Thank you! 💓🎀
WOW HE IS SO FINE
IMAGINE!
"I can't go out..ehem..ehem.. I'm sick.."
Kenji Sato x reader
You and ken are sitting on the couch in the living room of his manor. kenji was playing with the baseball, throwing it in the air and catching it boredly, while you lay between his strong thighs, scrolling through tiktok.
You catch yourself watching this one trend, the one that, your boyfriend will squeeze your head between his biceps and his forearm, after the girlfriend lip-sync the words: "I can't go out..Ehem..ehem..I'm sick."
Obviously flexing that you have a strong boyfriend, which is the point you wanted to do it with kenji, since his biceps are fucking strong it can LITERALLY make your toes curl, and kill you just by looking or toucbing it.
You smiled, zoning out a bit, biting your lower lip at the thought of ken doing those to you, then looked up at kenji, smiling sweetly. Ken looks at you, he looks at you questionably, helding his one eyebrow up.
"What?"
He asked, You slowly held up the phone, making him watch the trend. He squinted his eyes trying to see it clearly, before humming and looking back at you, smirking.
"Kenjiii pleeeeaaaaaaseeeeee" you said turning around, making you lay your face in his stomach, giving him puppy eyes.
"Alright!, alright.." he said holding his hands up, you cheered happily, clapping your hands before positioning your self next to kenji.
You put on red lipstick, pulling his fitted black shirt up, then covering his biceps with kisses, and then you moved to his head to give him a kiss with red kiss marks.
He smiled sweetly and lovingly at you before you sit still next to him, positioning yourself to start the video.
Then You started to record..
Pushing the circle button on your phone, the countdown started after that the music started too.
Smiling at the camera first, your lipstick smudge on your lips after you kissed kenji's biceps and lips, you started to speak.
"I can't go out..ehem..ehem..I'm sick."
You rolled your eyes, After you said those exact words, kenji held out his arm, squeezing your cheeks together as he flex his biceps, you smiled like crazy showing your teeth, as he started to close his arm. caging your face between his strong biceps and forearm.
You then move the camera, showing his face, he was smirking toothily at the camera before winking on it, he holds the phone, moving and turning the camera back to you, showing how your blush creeps on your cheek, then the video ends..
You posted it after, then a few minutes have passed, you and your boyfriends fans blowed the comments and liked the video.
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Just then ken snatched the phone out of your hands, turning it off and throwing it at the other sofa.
He smiled at you before saying..
"Alright that's enough now, love. now it's my turn to be squished. cage me between your thighs, Now."
Ever since watching Ultraman rising i've been plagued with thoughts about a Kenji Sato fic with a supermodel S/O whom he met in LA. And they would have to be foreign as well (latino because i'm biased), the bonding for being strangers on a strange country and they get to know the real him so that mask he puts on doesnt fool them ughhh CHRIST IN HEAVEN WHY CANT I WRITE!!!! ›:(
Just doodles
I LOVE THEM AND THIS MOVIEEEE 🤧🤧✨
HUMAN AU! 🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️
Credits to @yani_fanart in instagram
Reference:
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𓈒༷♪˚.✧ㅤ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᵉᵛᵉʳʸᵈᵃʸ ᶜʰᵃᵗˢ ʷⁱᵗʰ ᵒⁿᵉ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵒⁿˡʸ, ᴷᵉⁿʲⁱ ˢᵃᵗᵒ.
Warnings: Suggestive(not really), mentions of ASS,
Summary ; wholesome that'll make you kilig ehe, drunk whiny babey Kenji in the first photo omg,
Sneak pic at my future fic I'll upload only for two days cause it's already long enough and I'm too lazy to create a part two🥹 (please be patient😭)