#hope you found it interesting tho uwu

[daz4i]

Please tell me about your au, I saw you said you had a bit about Chuuya written? I'm instantly 👀, can't wait to read the whole thing if you ever post it. I also need a bit of a distraction tbh, got my T shot today so now my ass hurts, you know how it is

oh damn stay strong bestie!!!!! D: i feel your pain 🤝

as for the au!!!!!! i'm gonna copy paste the chuuya bit and everything around him (which oh god now that i'm on browser view i can see it covers nearly a whole google docs page) but like, beforehand lemme give you a tldr:

angels. demons. all real baby. no abilities tho. the mafia are demons, the hunting dogs are angels, and the agency is made of (mostly) humans who protect humanity when they might get in the crossfire between these factions (there are more angels and demons out there but like. these are their anchors to the human world, in a sense)

some background abt the mafia bc it's necessary (also copy pasted directly hehe sorry): the mafia is basically hell. not as in it sucks, but, it’s a safe haven for demons and fallen angels and the likes (important to note, it employs - mostly in the lower ranks or in utility positions - humans as well)

i think that's all you need to know to understand the chuuya stuff hm. i will def post the whole thing tho when i'm finished! anyway here's darkness my sorrow:

chuuya is a fallen angel. he was a young angel taken for experimentation, humans studying the species to learn more about them, with one single researcher wondering what’ll happen if you combine an angel with a demon somehow - thus, creating arahabaki, inside chuuya, essentially a demonic soul he has to keep at bay. however, one day in the lab, while chuuya was barely aware of what’s happening, arahabaki unleashed itself and killed all the humans around, causing chuuya to officially lose his (physical) wings.

being a fallen angel does not necessarily mean he’s a demon - his holy, radiant powers simply turned darker, and his angelic values are gone, essentially he became a human with the powers of a dark angel, and these powers help him keep arahabaki down. 

chuuya doesn’t remember his past - doesn’t remember being an angel, let alone being experimented on. he knows arahabaki is inside him, and he remembers his own name, and that he’s been alive for A While, but nothing from that time. the events of 15 go p much the same, i wanna say (rimbaud is a demon and the sheep are human btw), so he ends up joining the mafia. 

will verlaine come in at some point? maybe. i wanna say he will be an angel that through experimentation was turned into a demon, and he thinks chuuya is the same. 

the flags were humans, also low ranking in the mafia, and given chuuya's odd nature of a being, mori put him in their care "thinking" he's a weird human anyway (but lbr he knows better). this makes chuuya feel more defined in his humanity and having a sense of belonging to humanity as a whole - he doesn't remember being an angel (tho through plot stuff he does learn about it. blame verlaine), and he no longer is one anyway. he's certainly not a demon, even if he now works for them. he knows he's not Normal, can feel arahabaki living under his skin, but he wants to be human, fascinated with the life you can have as one, and so he chooses to live as one. 

hehe this is my translation of stormbringer into this au, mostly. or like. the first half of it bc oh god oh fuck i still haven't finished reading it. btw as a bonus here's what i have abt adam for now:

idk where adam comes into play but legally he has to be there bc i love him. maybe he's an artificial angel, somehow. i do so love the combination of divine and machine 👀 (<- smt metatron stan)

riveting i know i know. if you've got ideas for him feel free to send them my way!!!! (and this is @ all my followers not just anon >:3)

#long post #like really long. sorry hehe #hope you found it interesting tho uwu #bsd angel/demon au #<- very excited to go back and add this tag onto older posts

[koolades-world]

Hihihihi, in case ya remember me, im the Pain-sensitive anon, and in case i will request again remember me as BigS, because my requests are as big as my S, but enough about that.

Poor you, so many requests. Drink water, be stronger that those 637181 requests, don't let them kill you!!!

But im here to torture you with another one~

So i have an album with 3814 Asmodeus screenshots(I FKIN LOVE MY BOYFRIEND!!!), and i had an idea "dam, if Asmo became real, it would be very hard to explain why i have 4k pics with him... " So here is request!

Brothers, finding out that MC's new hyperfixation is... them?

Apparently MC is neurodivergent or something like that, and as many neurodivergent ppl, they have a hyperfixation! They just randomly becoming very interested in something specific and collect stuff with it, talk with everyone about it, and remember every single detail about it! Like Levi with TSL.

But one day, brothers realise that MC stopped talking about their past fixation and was less interested with it. They think that "Oh, they probably just found something new!". But one day, they take MC's phone just to find that... They have a giant album in their gallery that is dedicated only to him????

The album has every photo he posted on Devilgram, every photo that he send MC, some unique photos that MC shooted themselves, even some chat screenshots with times when he said something cute to them! They even was photographing thigs that "reminds of him". Like some cheeseburger with "Beel vibes", Blue flower that "Looks like Luci" or gorgeous mannequin that "feels like Asmo".

If its someone like Asmo, he would also notice thta MC started buying their fanclub's merch! Like "Asmo lover #1" shirt or "Lucifer best man!!"cup(Luci is very popular, he probably also has some fanclubs! i hate this guy tho)

I think Levi and Mammon would die from embarrassment. Asmo would die out of happiness and Satan with Luci will try to pretend like thay never saw that. and idk about other ones. :P

I think that would make a cute fluff and a very scary situation if it was real uwu

Thats all

Have a nice dayyyyyyyyyyyy~~~

-BigS aka.AlgophobicDude

hey! great to hear from you again :)

haha thank you! been slowly knocking out requests one at a time and let me tell you it's a lot more fun than it might look haha

i wrote this while wearing a pink cowboy hat. i just wanted to share that

you got it! enjoy!!

Mc with a hyperfixation on the brothers

Lucifer

is this a human thing?

he's happy to indulge you as long as you're not too loud about it out in public

especially please don't share those pictures with anyone, like mammon. he will sell those, especially the ones he only intends for you. please

he's happy you don't hate him, actually. you make this old man very happy haha

Mammon

he would never tell you, but he's also got a photo album dedicated to you

also has a note on his D.D.D. full of all the things he never said to you but hopes to be brave enough to one day to tell you

he doesn't tell you he's got that though, not in a million years

he really loves that you're hyperfixated on him because that just means you care about him just as much as he cares about you

Levi

as expected, he's very flustered

he knows what it's like to have a little blorbo and he would give anything to be able to see them daily in person and live with them

he's over the moon once he realizes this and despite his embarrassment, he pushed through to spend more time with you

he's so dedicated <3

Satan

he's probably the most puzzled

he's always learning new things about humans even when he thought he knew everything

he knows and trusts you so from time to time, he'll take a picture with you in mind that he knows will remind you of him

all in all, he does think it's a little strange but won't stop you since he's never seen you happier

Asmo

like they said, you're literally about to become the number one member of his fanclub!

lucky for you, once he finds your asmo photo album, he's feeding into your hyperfixation

you get lots of exclusive privileges, such as early morning selfies and all his merch for free, including prototypes

he's always ready to pose for a picture for you. every side is his good side!

Beel

he's a little confused but he's happy to make you happy

he listened to you talk about your hyperfixations the most beside levi so he's quick to pick up on this shift

to make you happy, he decides to make a handmade adult bib just for you haha and at first he's a little sad but then he finds it while digging for your snack stash

you've never worn it once because it's hanging in your closet next to your fancy outfits <3

Belphie

you what? is his initial reaction

from the outside, it seems like it doesn't bother him or that he could care less

but, on the inside, he's elated since he thought after how he tricked you, you'd never want to be close to him again

now, you're the very thing that makes you excited to wake up every morning by his side

#obey me #obey me! #obey me x reader #obey me satan #obey me asmo #obey me lucifer #obey me beel #obey me mammon #obey me levi #obey me belphie #omswd #obey me shall we date #obey me! shall we date

[ganondoodle]

this isnt as long as before but i just cannot stop thinking about this, why i dislike story and lore boils down to these main point

--the ending feels unsatisfying as hell even if i ignore everything i dont like about how the game treated zelda and ganondorf, the ending itself just feels, despite being presented as super epic an touching, incredibly empty to me and part of it is that it feels like an unearned return to status quo of course i didnt think zelda would stay a dragon and i actually wanted to help her, which is why i kept trying to hunt down impa since she said shes gonna search for a way for us to help zelda, bc i wanted to!! i was eager to help her!

i fully hoped and kinda expected that thered either be some kind of dragon dungeon (think, the water dragon from okami) tho that would be difficult since you can get items from her so i ended up thinking before going into the end thered be a mission with impa (or at least given to you from her) where she found answers in ancient scripts (that she told you she would look through) and that you need to find a special lil thing that will help zelda undragonfy, like some sort of ultra secret forbidden enigma stone able to reverse dragon transformations kinda deal (golden opportunity to make you go and talk to the yiga bc they might know or even own some ancient texts) that youd keep in your inventory until the very end and after you kill dragondorf (pretty mortal for becoming an immortal dragon huh) you take it out and use it, undragonfying zelda and ending in a similar epic falling and paralel to the beginning way

... and instead impa stays in the house and only has a few repeating dialog boxes and does nothing and you cant do anything bc in the end you just get randomly teleported (and stripped of your clothing AGAIN) into some weird ethereal plane somehow?? with the ghost of long ass dead sonia and apparently not as gone as i thought rauru (seriously i felt sad when he went poof at the end of the tutorial but i guess i shouldnt have) awkwardly blasting dragon zelda with some magic tm and its all reversed no problem (heck me for caring i guess) turns out helping her was killing an evil guy we never really knew and mineru just kinda says lol its bc time and light magic i guess lol as an explanation

like i really wanted to go and help zelda! i was motivated to do it and spent HOURS trying to find impa again but i wasnt allowed to do anything bc zelda gets saved by some deus ex machina bs in the end anyway, what a fool i was, of course killing the evil guy is the solution to everything >:( (and no i dont care if its meant as in uwu sonia and rauru wanted to help one last time uwu bc it doesnt change how unsatisfying it was to watch it all just kinda happen)

--point two is just how much totk feels like its trying to REPLACE botw instead of being a sequel, its not building on anything of it its ripping out the fundation and building its own thing in its place, like i was so excited to see what happened to the titans, and all the sheikah tech what they mabe had done in all that time now that theres a tech enthusiastic girl as the head of the monarchy, maybe even find out more about them and instead its just all ... gone with not explanation? theres isnt even a LAME explanation, its just gone?? you never find out what the ancient energy actually was, and why there were concentrations of it in the regions with the ancient furnace (well heck it didnt even have anything to do with ganondorf actualyl bc that would have been too interesting) bc that was so intrigueing?? like yeah where DID it come from and why is it there ?? and oh suddendly hey look theres an even MORE ancient and even MORE advanced civilization thats way COOLER and BETTER than the ancient sheikah now, they also built stuff everywhere and have been here ALL ALONG cant you see its everywhere!! and its the only thing everyone cares about all of the sudden, all evdidence of the ancient sheikah tech was scraped of the earth so there literally only being some guardian parts on top of the hateno lab feels like an oversight now bc everything lese was to thourohgly wiped of the map- for no reason even?? like im totalls fine with it being useless and not working anymore but .... why remove it like it was wiped from history?? and then they have the gall to mention the happenings of botw like, twice in the entire game but still just give you the most basic summary of it mentioned on a sidenote with again not even a hint what happened to all of it

wouldnt there have been the golden opportunity to use it to access the new parts and map points that changed?? like a shrine thats fallen into the underground, an access to caves and the underground in the broken and collapsed elevator tube of a sheikah srhine?? maybe even a broken interior of an old shrine, like the room you get put into with the puzzle and where the monk once were broken and half overgrown in the udnerground? some left over construction site where you can see oh thats how the ancient sheikah got all that tech underground, bc they all had access to it and built it there to then rise up when its needed? maybe even making use of the old sonau sites since they frequnetly built their srhines within those ruins?? that the ancient sheikah found em and put the ruins to use? to research it and built their own stuff from it? it wouldnt have to have any focus, literally just part of the enviroment even

really everything totk does is like -forget botw ever happend, look how much cooler and better i am, who cares about sheikah stuff sonau are the new cool guys that came out of nowhere but now apparently have been everywhere all along actually-

i LOVE botw and with it feeling much more like its attempting to replace botw instead of building its story and world further every reference to botw i found felt like a slap in the face instead, oh look where the shrine of life used to be isnt even a hint left of sheikah tech somehow, and also right under it is the lake of healing filled with sonau structure bc ACTUALLY they were here FIRST bc they are so cool omg you guys

dare i say it feel a little like they wanted to make an entirely different version of botw basically, but wanted to reuse the map and models so they just said yeah uhhhh its totally a sequel yeah yeha that makes sense, its not erasing botw and doing essentiall the same thing again but bigger cooler and better (tm) its just uuh a ...sequel ye.

#ganondoodles talks #totk spoilers #totk #sorry i got longer again #also what was calamtiy ganon then #if it was ganondorf trying to resurrect himself outside of the seal then ... wouldnt he ... mention it or something or anyoone no? #also dont like how all the teasers made it seem like there was soem great mystery as to how gan got down there- #.. actually how DID he get down there thats a pretty weird place to go to war too #-aynway and WHO did this to him omg he looks in pain maybe theres more to it alll omg #and then its just ... yeah cool guy tm sealed him #oh ... ok #why would you tease us with a good time then bring stale chips and an empty beer can you have brought with you three times before already #like i get we love to read more into stuff that isnt there #but they were oh so vageu with the teasers and stuff we got to see when its all just #the same schlok but even more tasteless than before

[zerobaseonefics]

BLOOMING DAY

blooming day . . . day eight

note . . . ok yes i'm late but aren't we used to this????? the chapter is long tho hope you guys will like it <3

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it was around 9pm, and hanbin went to the laundromat near his apartment to do his laundry. sitting on one of the chairs there, he was texting with the boys. however, the sound of the door opening to let someone enter the laundromat made him lose his focus on his phone.

your face hidden by the pile of clothes in your laundry basket, hanbin didn't realize at first that it was you. you knew someone was there, so you politely greeted hanbin without knowing it was him. as your back was turned on him, you heard him greet you back.

hanbin didn't recognize your voice, but it still felt familiar to him. who could it be? his traits changed to a intrigued expression as he looked at you putting your clothes in the washing machine, waiting for you to turn around so he could see your face. he looked at you fighting to make all your clothes fit in the washer, closing abruptly the door so they wouldn't all fall back to you. you sighed in relief seeing you succeed in putting everything in and started the cycle of washing. a small smile crept onto hanbin's face while he was watching the scene he found funny. you stretched a bit before turning around to face him, and your emotionless expression changed to a surprised one.

"hanbin?"

"y/n."

"why are you following me?"

"....i was there ten minutes before you."

your fingers went to pinch the bridge of your nose in despair. can't you catch a break? why did you have to find him here?

"are you here for a long time?"

"well, i have two machines to do since i didn't force my clothes into the washer like you did when i saw i had too much."

you whined loudly and hanbin couldn't help but scoff at your reaction. the place was designed in a way where there were machines against the wall where you were, and machines in the middle of the room, making a line.

you tried to get it together quickly when heard him laugh at you, and you coughed to clear your voice.

"look. i'm on this side of the room, and you're on the other side. okay?" you pointed the line of machines in the middle of the room. "this is the line you cannot cross, you stay where you are and i stay where i am."

"what will you do if i cross the line?"

"i'll put your head in the washing machine and drown you with lye".

a silence fell on the two of you, looking at each other dead in the eye, when you coughed for the second time to break the silence. you turned your back to face your washing machine. in the glass of the machine, you could see him get up from his chair and make his way to the border you claimed. he leaned on one of the washing machines of the border, looking at you.

"how was your day?" he said out of the blue.

"not your problem."

"and what are you doing tomorrow?"

"going on a date." you said, turning to face him.

"yeah? with who?"

"park hanbin."

hanbin chewed on the inside of his cheek, not knowing what to answer. he didn't expect this at all.

"so... you're going to stop hitting on me now?" you asked.

"why would i?"

"because it's obvious i'm interested in someone else and my feelings seem to be reciprocated."

"is he your boyfriend?"

you furrowed your eyebrows at his question, now you were the one who didn't expect it. you sat on the machine next to yours and crossed your arms against your chest.

"he's not my boyfriend yet but what does this change?"

"if he's not your boyfriend then i'm not doing anything wrong by liking you. plus, if i'm being honest, i kinda regret asking you out that day."

"uhm? why?"

"because i realized i don't know you that much, and you don't know me either."

the sound of hanbin's machine signaling that the cycle was finished made you both jump in surprise. hanbin let a small laugh as he went to take care of his clothes. you two stopped talking, but you were curious about what he said.

"so what does it mean?" you started the conversation again.

"what?" he replied, not looking at you, too busy doing his laundry.

"you said you regretted because we don't know each other much. does that mean you're giving up on me?"

"it means what it means. i just want to get to know you, and see where it takes us. i'd love being friends with you."

would it be that bad to get to know him? sure, you had a whole list of things that made you dislike him. but there were nothing more than assumptions, none of the reasons were well-founded accusations. just the way he liked you without knowing you, you disliked him without knowing him. don't blame yourself because absolutly everyone does that anyways... but you were wondering now. why does everyone like him that much? were you the problem or is everyone else the problem but you? that's how you started questioning yourself. with dumb thoughts. minutes passed by and it was now your washing cycle that came to an end. you took your clothes in silent, putting them back in your basket. without a word, you made your way to the door, and before leaving, you turned to hanbin.

"do you live nearby?" the question surprised him as he focused on you. "yes?" he said in confusion.

"do you come here often?" you asked one more question. "yeah, like, every tuesday. but i couldn't this week so that's why i'm here on a friday tonight."

hanbin looked at you, obvious anticipation in his eyes as he was waiting to see if you were going to say something more.

"i'm here every friday. if you want us to get to know each other, come every friday. good night."

without letting him react to your words, you opened the door and left.

#zerobaseonefics #blooming day: zerobaseonefics #zb1 #zerobaseone #zb1 smau #zb1 au #zb1 x reader #zerobaseone smau #zerobaseone au #zerobaseone x reader #hanbin smau #hanbin au #hanbin x reader #kim gyuvin #kim jiwoong #zhang hao #seok matthew #kim taerae #sung hanbin #park gunwook #han yujin #kep1er #boys planet trainees #boys planet #park hanbin #lee jeonghyeon

[augustrambles]

im gonna be honest

my favorite trope is streamer AUs

either if its reader being another streamer, the streamer's roomates who the streamer's viewers love, or the streamer's biggest fan.

ive seen so many streamers aus and i love them all and i CANNOT STOP thinking of streamer stan w reader being his biggest fan and sends him like 10 dollars and hes like 😱

"i- damn [insert ur user], thx for the donation!!"

AND WHEN THERE'S SCENES THAT SHOWS WHAT THE CHAT IS SAYING OHH I LOVE THAT

eric997cartman: LMFAO SIMP

LIKE I ROLL ON THE FLOOR LAUGHING SEEING THOSE

i remember forcing myself to read wattpad stories of DSMP or corpsehusband just so i could see the streamer au and be happy cuz there wasnt any ys or dr ones

i do remember seeing a mha one, but im no longer in mha because of the fandom n the episodes js sucked. it was only good in 2020 and 2021, even 2022 a lil bit. but 2021-2020 ws my danganronpa phase.

oh danganronpa.

i promise you if you told me in 2020 that i would forget a character's name i wouldve laughed in your face, i still love danganronpa just not as obsessed as i was before

i mean now i have south park

i think in the future ill probably laugh at my south park interest rn LMAO id be bullying myself

i still bully my quarantine phase, but i ws srs going insane in quarantine tbh, developed severe anxiety i was pulling my hair out and doing unmentionable things for attention

tbh i still do #HPD

but of course nothing i'd get cancelled over i hope.. either way i was not in the right state at those moments so i dont really care

ive changed a lot either way lmfao, i used to say nya.

i have a screenshot of me and my ex-gf talking in 2020 and i used "uwu, nya" all that and it makes me cringe so hard.

my ex gf ws so mean tho, her name was savannah, she was 2 yrs older than me, i remember i had a boy best friend named jacob and he had a bf whos name ws i forgot so lets call him axel

and turns out savannah was dating axel behind my back n then axel SHOWED jacob ss's of him cheating on him like broo😭😭 proud for coming clean ig but dude.....

i met them on a roblox cafe so that makes sense

thank you for listening to me rant i love you

anyway yes im writing😓😓

i just havent found the right ideas to get me the lil boost i use to write everything

i recommend requesting⁉️⁉️💯💯🔥🔥

#augustrambles rambles 😈

[victoria1676]

If only you knew the amount of fun i had making this:

Ive been having so much fun drawing xinyan from the imposter au with the few details you discribe her with along with a little imagination for her design if you don't mind but i would also like to make a note that i was using a body sketch i found so sorry if it doesn't look like my art style i was just trying to make the body and style match i was going for match so ya that's that lol but also i believe i didn't get her tone right since i just got a pic of her full design and used her color palette to draw this so sorry if she looks to light I'm willing to redraw it since the pic of her that i used had bright lighting and ya that's a few things i wanted to say about the drawing and I hope you don't mind the little headcannons i made, tho I'm really more interested in how you veiw xinyan since she had a bit of time to show up but didn't really do much but warn aether with the letter and just dipped out and went of somewhere so I'm really excited for what you have in store for her and the rest once you finish the next chapter lol so I'll be waiting while drawing the few characters design for the future lol but feel free to state how you personally feel about this drawing since in enjoy any feed back or small stuff you'd would like to add anyway see ya lol.

(I'm slowly working on fishel since she's pretty difficult so send help)

-Anon Crow ✌️🙂

Heyo sorry i didnt see this yestersay i was busy trying to get Kazuha and finally got him! Plus a new sword for Kaeya that is now my second 5 star weapon XD Bless my friend who wished on my account 😭😭😭 The fact i also had a dream of actually getting Kazuha after thinking i couldnt get him and the DREAM WAS REAL YASSS!

Ahem- Back to the ask you sent with a fanart and can I say Im still half alseep since i just woke up but damn i didnt expect you drew Xinyan and she looks pretty cool! OwO

I did say in my story around Prologue 2 that Xinyan had her hair down since i feel like she wouldnt stick to her usual hairstyle after what happened which you guys can read it here in prologue 2 XD but i also mentioned Xinyan got her entire arm off including her elbow OwO

Still though im impressed with your design on her and she really looks amazing! You did amazing Anon Crow!! UwU tbh all i can say is positive words and if you want to redraw it you can since it is your drawing after all OwO i can understand as a fellow artists we arent satisfied what we draw so over all i am okay with your drawing but its your opinion if you want to re-draw or not XD

#sagau #genshin impact self aware #genshin self aware #self aware genshin #genshin sagau #genshin impact #genshin self aware au #self aware au #genshin impact x dream smp crossover #anon crow #anon crow fanarts #xinyan

[longeyelashedtragedy]

for the writing ask game... this was SO HARD and i've picked too many!!!

23, or if not applicable, 12, or if not applicable, 13…

36

37 (&. maybe 38)

40, and 41 if you like

whichever of 45 and 46 you feel more comfortable answering/think is more interesting

thank you for sending me all these questions omg!

23. What’s a trope, AU, or concept you’ve never written, but would like to? i think i'd love to write some real historical fiction AU, like one that i actually do some research for. or, some sort of mindfucky thing where i really play with people's conception of how a story should be told (in the style of my fav author, julio cortázar), but i'm not a good enough writer for either of these LOL

12. Are there any tropes you used to dislike but have grown on you? i'll do this as a bonus because yes! i used to be really eye-rolly about found family but dangerous au will have some of these elements and it's so soothing. of course, in my case my found family is 'violent and suddenly orphaned mafia boys'--something that i tend to not like about the trope is how uwu it can be lol.

36. Do you visualize what you read/write? very much, though mostly what i write and not what i read. i often see things playing out very cinematically when i'm planning a story--my head zooms out kinda and i can see everything from so many angles. however i have some big visual-spatial deficits so the stuff i imagine is kind of floating in my head instead of in a particular imagined space? hard to explain 😂

37. Promote one of your own “deep cut” fics (an underrated one, or one that never got as much traction as you think it deserves!). What do you like about it? ok so like my deepest cut that i think is one of my best things is a super niche football/crossover AU written in the style of the 'what we do in the shadows' movie and i'm always hesitant to recommend it lol but in terms of more normal things...

this is a deep cut because it's a rare"pair" but this movren/granit threesome i wrote last year, A Team This Good, i'm just really proud of. it was the first time i ever wrote granit actually and i just think i really pulled off all the dialogue and constantly shifting power balances and honestly it's just really hot and managed to have a sweet ending too? i'm really proud of it hahaha

40. Do you tend to reread fics or are you a one-and-done kind of person? oh, i def reread. mostly because i'm pretty picky about what i like, deep down, so i wind up just rereading that stuff. currently on heavy reread rotation is the "ice ice baby" series 🫣 --i am a frequent rereader of your stuff too ESPECIALLY the granit/aaron tho i am biased there

41. Link a fic that made you think, “Wow, I want to write like that.”

need you by loveleah (sergio ramos/luka modrić, this is old at this point but this fic is my ride or die, it changed my life 4 real)

gulls in the sky by Deinde (erling haaland/martin ødegaard, part of the 'ice ice baby' series, i'm just so impressed by how like disciplined and professional this fic is and by how much it manages to do)

i guess any thrill will do by juskisa (old fic where dries mertens has a gangbang with the entire napoli squad--this is really explicit but such porn goals)

save me from myself (dejan lovren/šime vrsaljko)

if moscow is forever, where's your home sweet home? (luka modrić. & ivan rakitić, this is an example of like, fics that fuck with your expectations that i wish i could write!)

last but not least: in praise of limestone (not kidding!!!)

45. What’s something you’ve improved on since you started writing fic? dialogue--at least i think so, or hope so! and writing more efficiently, throwing less clunky backstory into places that don't need it, inserting my own voice into it less. i hope. though i feel like my writing has actually gotten worse, i don't know how true that is!

legit thank you SO much for sending all these questions you made my day!

questions for fic writers

#dejan-kulusevski #answered #fic saga #COYG!

[kpophubb]

Hi baby 💕 ✉️ 🌝

Ahhh those Sunghoon gifs you reposted 🔥

I hope you had / are having an amazing day ! I kinda love your routine rn :) exercises are def good for the health I hope you are eating good and balanced meals ? Plus water ? ( ah I’m struggling heavily with all of those 😅🙈)

I can be literally so silly sometimes, I was checking your blog yesterday and I saw your reply and “I guess I replied in my head” till now , it’s literally next day 9pm here I was checking your blog literally 10 times looking for your message for me💀 but I think lmao just now I remembered I didn’t write anything 😭 I was waiting and checking your blog between the breaks and ah all my fault 🤦🏻‍♀️🤧😅🥲🥲

I happy for you again *^^^ uwu^^^ studying abroad is always an interesting experience & I hope everything goes smoothly and really happily :) medicine is hard tho too! I think even harder than law school 🏫.. I hope you still have time for your blog 😭🤧

Pat* pat* thanks for sweet messages 💕❤️💖 you are so adorable and I’m so happy I got a new friend:)

Also I got new medicine, my sickness (?) ah is kinda progressing .. I hope it’s not covid😭 that’s why I’m so slow on replies , I liter. would love to chat with u 27/4 and I am usually like this 😭🤧

Todays song recommendation that I can’t get enough is aespa— illusion , do you listen to GG? Maybe you have a bias in aespa? Also is your skz bias Felix ?:)

Thank you for 🍊 SUNOO 😽🥰🥰🥰🥰

Hugs and kisses baby , remember you are the best❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

Also what do you think about my ideas for fic ? :) any you could work on ?🙈🙈😅😅🥰🥲

~ 🐁 nonie:)

🐁 anonie 🥺❤️ enjoy a little, fluffy sunsun edit first ( ♥︎ )

and about finding my asks ah you don’t have to go through so much trouble! Just go to “about my blog” portion in my pinned post and when you scroll down there’s a whole organised section for asks. “Anon list” over there click your emoji and tada! All your replies will show up🥰 I just opened my eyes from my sleep and I had such a romantic dream about taehyun ( from txt) 😳 my cheeks are blazing 😳👉🏻👈🏻 it’s always him I see romantic dreams about, today’s the second time! *gets shy and blushes uwu*🙈 he looked SO good AND SO MUCH TALLER THAN ME I could’ve passed out..*heavy breathing* 😮‍💨 and yeah ikr? Medicine is harder than law..and it takes up almost 24 hours of your time bc there’s so much study material and things to cover..I’m not sure if I can keep up w my writing speed and post fanfics as frequently, but I’m never leaving tumblr. 🫶🏻 I’ll always reblog gifs and answer asks and interact with the people here cause this is my safe haven.🥺🫶🏻💓 and I DID check out your fic ideas! I liked all of them tbh they are so cute T.T I wanna do a y/n’s best friend who is jealous over hyunnie and all, who also has feelings for y/n like you mentioned. But I can’t decide if it’s gonna be soobinie or sunoo! I feel like soobin would make a better appearance here since soobin and hyunjin are the same age? Better rivalry🤣 and more interesting love triangle haha. But ofc it’s upto you and who you want!! And naaaaahhh!! I hope it’s not covid :(( don’t worry it isn’t! Bc of rapid weather changes so many people around me (and even I did) face cold, fever, throat ache symptoms. I wish you a speedy recovery <3 I’m also glad I found a new friend T.T you’re so <333 I heard the last song by boa I think? It was pretty cool🤩 actually I’ve never heard songs from girl kpop bands before. I’m into the boyband culture so deeply haha. I only know itzy and heard one of their songs bc I literally simp for yeji!!😍 hugs and kisses back at you 😚 and I will leave this song review in our next ask <3 YEP felix is my skz bias WITHOUT A DOUBT 🌤💛 but my loyalty usually swerves between minho and seungminnie!😆

#mia’s asks #🐁 anonie #im 💖💖💖💖

[denkiillgetmochiwyou]

𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐤𝐲𝐮𝐮 - 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

-> (gn) manager who finds random things cute and kinda fixates on them.

warnings: none

teams: inarizaki, aoba johsai, karasuno, fukurodani, shiratorizawa

a/n: some of these are kinda short but you get it ><

inarizaki

you cant tell me kitas name doesnt sound adorable

anyways

this would have been your first time meeting the team

you had applied cus your teacher said it'd look good on ur uni applications

totally not cus the team is cute

and youd show up to ur first practice hoping not to embarrass yourself

and then u heard the captains name

like what business does he have having such a nice name to say

kita

its so cute

and you kinda just repeated it in a small voice, in a daze

ur small little "kita-san.." uwu

the team immediately decided they needed to protect u at all costs

they were stunned

like how were u so cute?

i bet u suna caught it on video

they've all tried to get him to send it but he refuses

atsumu thinks hes selfish

aoba johsai

you had been a manager for a while

they hadnt seen your random cute fixations yet

tbh i cant expect many things in the gym to be cute tho

that was until you had pulled a sharpie out one day

you draw a small :) on the white of the ball

you were so proud

you had kept the ball beside u then, unwilling to give it up

that was until oikawa said something dumb

cus when doesnt he apparently

iwa had been standing near u, drinking from his bottle and picked up the closest volleyball

which happened to be urs

as he prepared to throw it u had grabbed his arm, making him pause

u were pouting

why were u pouting?

"see manager-chan appreciates me!" everyone ignored him

"not that one" u pointed to ur smiley face

iwa's heart just melted

the rest of the team were in shock, he gave the ball back???

hanamaki definitely handed iwa a different ball

oikawa still got hit

but the team adore u even more now

karasuno

to be very fair yachi's hair ties/clips are so cute

when she came to visit for the first time u were abnormally quiet

kiyoko was the first to ask what was up

"she had little stars in her hair"

kiyoko is soft hhh

tsukishima definitely made fun of u issokay tho the second year duo beat him up for u

he would understand tho when u later show off a cute dino sticker u had

suga vowed to buy you ur own clips

first years are kinda confused

they love u tho and ur so cute so its fine

fukurodani

u were beaming when u came to practice

team is 100% confused

like what happened to u??

kinds just assumed u did well on a test or smth

until they see u staring at ur notebook more

u were so distracted bokuto almost hit u with a spike.

akaashi finally asks

"oh, theyre just really cute" ur little grin ahhh

theyre so soft for you its not funny anymore

u showing off your little owl stickers, they looked like the team too?

it made their day

like why did u have to be so adorable

youre pulling all their heartstrings

bokuto pulled u into a hug

mans has so much love to give

the boys put kaori and yukie on yn duty afterwards tho no spikes to the head today maam

shiratorizawa

u were so happy

you finally got a plant to grow

and boy was it cute

the tiny sprout in your small bird shaped pot

hell yes

you were so happy

and the first thing u did?

went on a mission to show the team

the first person you found was tendou

"satori! look at my little baby plant. isnt it cute?!"

he was just trying to read his jump why did u have to attack him like this 😩

he just agreed and let you go on ur cute rant about it

boy was distracted by you

then you found ushijima coming back from a run

he was so excited you were also interested in plants

you two had a whole talk about how hard it was to grow one in the dorms

soon the rest of the team had found you

all whispering to each other about how cute u are

yamagata managed to snap a photo

semi and reon tried to see what other things that would make you like this again

#haikyuu #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu x gender neutral reader #manager reader #haikyuu x manager #shiratorizawa x reader #shiratorizawa x manager reader #inarizaki x reader #inarizaki x manager reader #karasuno x reader #karasuno x manager reader #fukurodani x reader #fukurodani x manager reader #seijoh x reader #seijoh x manager reader #aoba johsai x reader

[ushidoux]

Offering - Oni!Ushijima x Reader

Summary: A maiden forcibly encounters Oni and fulfills a contract. (~9.8k words)

Warnings: minors dni, fem pronouns, fem!reader, starts off in third person than shifts to reader pov, a lot of shitty things happen to the protag? (sorry), nsfw, lotsa size kink (like a lot of it), violence, parental illness/death, happy ending tho! 

A/N: My longest fic to date and I’ll probably never do this again uwu. Thanks to @goldenshoyo​​ for beta-reading this monster! This was written for @natsuonii​​’s Creature Feature collab and is meant to have a storybook vibe to it. I hope you enjoy!

Mukashi mukashi…

There was once a young woman, as outwardly beautiful as she was internally kind, who lived in the woody outskirts of a small town at the base of a mountain, alone with her mother. The young woman had been born to the old woman as a welcome surprise at quite a mature age, and thus with her father perishing prematurely and her mother falling sick from heartbreak almost immediately, she had spent more time knowing her mother in illness rather than in health.

Despite their poverty and isolation from those more affluent folks who lived in the center of the city, the young woman enjoyed a quiet and happy childhood. She grew to be quite fond of her ailing but always affectionate mother, and the elderly woman was her only close friend, given that she rarely ventured into the town center except for minimal schooling - just enough to read and write - and for food and supplies. Given the unfortunate location of their home, there was very little land to farm, and while the young woman had inherited the many tools her father, a woodcutter, left behind, she was not particularly prolific at woodcutting. Instead, she foraged for food as well as wild mushrooms and herbs to sell in the marketplace center once a week.

It was on one such day of commerce that she was noticed by the arrogant son of a daimyo, who had found his way into the town during a lackadaisical tour of his father’s land, and immediately fell for her.

He quickly bought all of her merchandise, to which she thanked him profusely for his kindness, as it would allow her to return home earlier than she expected, but when he insisted on following her home, demanding to meet her father, she grew upset.

“I live alone with my mother,” she stated, omitting who her father had once been.

“Let me meet her. Wouldn’t you want to become the wife of a lord?” The daimyo’s son said pompously, a smirk on his face.

Appalled at his directness but well aware that she was quite clearly of marriageable age (if not past due) and speaking to the noblesse, she avoided his direct question.

“My mother is sick and needs someone to take care of her. I can’t stray too far.”

“Your mother is no problem for a man like me. We can have her sent to a convent, where she will be taken care of quite well. I can ensure that you see her every so often, as long as your duties to me are fulfilled.”

This was enough to make the young woman’s anger apparent in a flash. To think that this stranger would not only proposition her on first meeting but discard her mother without meeting her! Her tongue was sharper than the decorated blade her would-be suitor carried on his waist.

“I’m not interested.”

The lord’s son looked at her in shock as she packed her things and walked off. At the very least, she should run when she spoke to her superiors in that flippant tone, he mused.

He let out a sardonic chuckle, eyes narrowing at the young woman’s silhouette growing smaller as she marched away without a second look at him.

It was no matter - there were plenty of beautiful and easy women to be had in the province.

Yet a frank rejection from a fatherless woman would deserve some sort of punishment. He would think of it in due time, he figured, as he watched her go.

…

Due time arrived, after a mere handful of uneventful days, in the form of armed guards who arrived at the humble abode where the old woman and her devoted daughter lived.

“We arrive on orders from the daimyo. We demand you allow us in.”

The young woman rose from her mother’s bedside where she had been feeding her a lukewarm medicinal soup to walk cautiously towards the door, curious as to determine what could possibly have brought these strange men out this far.

The men burst inside before she could politely grant them passage, intent on nothing other than instilling fear; they reached for her without a moment’s delay.

Screams and the violent thrashing of limbs ensued, and the young woman fought to stay by her mother’s side but alas, tears and pleas meant nothing to hardened soldiers who had been given one directive: seize her before nightfall.

If she refused to marry, especially if she were foolish enough to rebuff one of the most honorable suitors in all the land, she was no longer deserving of life.

After all, what was the worth of an old maid, and a presumptuous one at that?

Bound, blindfolded, and gagged, your body was thrown with a thud onto what felt like hard, inhospitable ground, nothing like the soft and slightly damp soil of the woods you’d inhabited your entire life.

You were not exactly sure how long the men transported you like captured livestock, hogtied, and draped over the back of a horse, but it had been far too long. Your mouth had been stuffed quite swiftly with questionably clean cloth once one of the men grew tired of your shouts for aid, and it had become that much harder to breathe all the while, but once you’d been thrown into your final resting place, they rolled you onto your back before ripping off both the blindfold and the gag.

The cruel grin of the brashest soldier was your first sight, and he leered far too close, hunched over your still hogtied body with a sadistic delight.

“You’ll make a mighty fine offering, I’ll admit.”

Offering?

Your eyes darted rapidly to survey your new surroundings, taking in the rubble and rock settled just before the highest and most treacherous summit. Here the trees and grass were sparse, and the immense shade from the summit, so high you swore it blocked out the sun, forced a chill into your bones.

It was unmistakable. You were out, far from town, and out in dangerous territory - right at the entrance of the Oni’s cave.

Absolutely defenseless. A pretty meal on a platter.

Your heart pounded frantically in your chest like war drums.

“Please,” you began to plead, your voice no longer shrill and defiant but soft and pitiful in the face of certain death. “This is cruel.”

Warm, wet tears sprung to your eyes anew as you sobbed with every word. “Who will care for my mother?”

The man before you laughed heartily as though you’d told him a joke. “You think you’re the only one with sick parents, darling? Why not just put the old bat out of her misery instead of wasting your time?”

A wave of nausea came over you suddenly, heavy with a mixture of fear and anger and confusion.

“To think you rejected a lord’s son, a measly thing like you…” the soldier tsked, shaking his head as he got to his feet. “If only I’d had a daughter to offer up to him myself, I’d be in a much better situation than this,” he grumbled.

With the statement, he kicked aggravatedly at the dirt in your direction, which caused you to wince but thankfully the few bits of loose rock stopped short of your face. It was a sentiment pronounced mostly to himself and not to you, turning his back on you to join the others as you wriggled and writhed, trying anew to break free of your restraints. He had quickly lost interest, now thinking again of what he needed to accomplish to get the accolades he so clearly deserved and didn’t afford you a second glance.

“Oi, we need to get out of here before that beast shows up,” one of the other soldiers quipped. There was a loud whinnying of horses before the few, truly brutish themselves even if they believed they acted only on orders of the scorned lord, set off.

And thus, there you lay, helpless and abandoned through no true fault of your own, only to become a demon’s meal.

It was the last you saw of anyone before you finally passed out from exhaustion. 

---

You came to in darkness to the crackle of a roaring fire.

Was it nighttime? You couldn’t tell; from what you could make out above you, you weren’t quite under a starless sky. Shadows danced above you. Your body ached. Maybe you were already losing your mind.

You closed your eyes again, your heart pounding rapidly in your chest and bit down on your lower lip so hard you could taste the metallic blood you were drawing with your teeth. Your fear distracted you from the pain.

Why hadn’t the gods above blessed you enough to let you be consumed in your sleep?

Instead, you were very much alive, if not thoroughly sore with all the pointless fight you had put up. The idea of having to fight again to make your way home, if you did manage to escape, was already overwhelming.

Stretching out your tense body, you strained your way into a sitting position, before realizing you were no longer bound. Stunned, you rubbed your raw, rope-burned wrists. Had you been saved?

The answer to your question was a resounding no, when you rise and suddenly freeze totally and entirely, ice running through your veins and locking every muscle and sinew into place, as your eyes fell upon the most terrifying being you had ever seen.

The creature who gazed upon you with slight interest, despite being seated several feet away, was at first glance, massive, larger than anything you’d ever seen in your life. Despite being vaguely human appearing, the pale red tint to its skin determined otherwise, accentuated by the flickering fire pit before it, dwarfed easily despite it being approximately your size in diameter. You caught a glimpse of upward pointing fangs protruding from its mouth, teeth that can easily tear you apart, and the large horns protruding from his forehead and were too terrified to scream.

“You woke up,” the Oni stated finally in a voice that boomed and bounced above the rocky walls around you.

You were in its home, a cave, scored from the side of the mountain.

When he rose to his feet, you realize he may be anywhere between fifteen and twenty feet tall, and appropriately wide, though humanly proportioned, with arms and legs as large and presumably sturdy as tree trunks. Thick, sinewy muscles rippled and flexed throughout his body as he moved, as he was mostly bare save for a loincloth around his waist, as though to remind you how easily he could snap you in half.

The simple act of standing up made the ground shake ethereally, and you went from freezing to shaking like paper yet again. Your mouth opened and closed but no sound came out.

Are you meant to reply to this demon’s statement?

He raised an eyebrow at your non-response, and took a single step forward, and you let out the most bloodcurdling cry you’d ever mustered in your entire life, falling down to the ground again and clambering backwards until your back hit against solid rock, making it evident that you were trapped.

In response to your screams, his already grotesque mouth twisted in displeasure for a split second, and in a flash, he was before you on his knees to reach closer to your diminutive height and pressing a single finger onto your lips to cover your mouth shut.

“You’re noisy. Stop immediately.”

Suddenly you went mute.

He sighed in relief, then sat back down, again causing the rock to shake ever so slightly beneath you. He ran clawed fingers through an overgrown shaggy mess of hair before again resettling his gaze on you.

“I understand that you’re afraid, maiden, but I don’t eat humans.”

You shook your head slowly back and forth and nervously, waiting for the catch. After all, demons were designed to lie and destroy, so you would be a fool to so immediately believe him.

But the expression on his face appeared neutral enough that you could feel your body tense up a little less, especially since despite being so close, he’d left an appropriate distance between you two. Plus, you were freed of your bondages and he could have eaten you immediately.

Then again, he could be saving you as a snack.

At the continued hesitation in your posture, he continued.

“In fact, I’m a bit disappointed by this offering. I’ve grown to expect well-bred livestock and would even be delighted with fresh vegetables. I have no use for a woman-” he paused, then leaned forward to scrutinize you carefully, causing you to hold your breath yet again, - “especially of as poor constitution as you.”

Somehow the demon’s insult had pushed away a little bit of your fear over to a mild irritation. You piped up, slightly hoarse and wavering:

“I wouldn’t exactly call myself the healthiest of all women, but to imply that I’m some sort of sick animal is a bit unfair.”

To your surprise, the demon grinned ever so slightly, baring his teeth just enough that your heart began to pound again.

“Would you prefer I eat you then, for your pride?”

You swallowed hard, body tensing yet again.

“As I expected.”

He left you to ponder the fact that you’d almost convinced a demon to consume you whole, getting up promptly to lumber over to the other end of the expansive cavern and shuffle through items on a crude set of shelves carved through the rock a few paces away from you. Now slightly more convinced that he meant what he said, you took a moment to place a hand on your racing heart, attempting to calm it down while you more carefully observed your surroundings.

The Oni’s lair was quite benign appearing the longer you looked. No scattered bones or broken bodies in the corner as you may have anticipated, no dried blood on the walls or ceilings and no chains for prisoners. Rather, you noted quite a few large baskets that seemed to be spilling with dried foliage, a large cauldron you expected he used to cook meals (hopefully truly not humans), and an immense tatami which appeared to be made of some combination of hay and assorted animal pelts.

It was oddly human.

Curiously, you watched him dig out a bound book almost as tall as you were and set himself down to peruse it.

You didn’t know demons could read. For a second, the thought crossed your mind that it may be a recipe book.

Whatever it was, he really did mean to read diligently, and did so, back now turned away from you as he settled back around the fire, as though he couldn’t care less that there was a tiny person in his home and that said tiny person was determined to find her way out of his clutches while he wasn’t looking.

Or maybe even attack him. Even to you, the idea was laughable.

You started to move nevertheless, noting that the ogre reacted very little to the sound of your footsteps as yours didn’t shake the very earth, and staying close to the walls to explore the remainder of the cave and possibly a way out.

You wouldn’t try it just yet, but it would be good to at least plan.

Once you’d finally inched your way quietly towards the front of the cave and were greeted with thousands of feet of elevation that dizzied you as wind lapped at your face, you realized just how little the chances of you escaping were. Where would you go? Just attempting to scale this mountain for a moment would have you hurtling to your death immediately.

As you contemplated this, he spoke up.

“While you are free to do anything foolish you wish, as long as it doesn’t affect me of course, I wouldn’t recommend you attempt to descend on your own,” the ogre stated, eyes still glued to the book as he spoke.

Annoyed again at the condescension, you replied to him.

“Why exactly are you keeping me captive? You promised not to eat me.”

“I did not promise not to eat you. I simply stated that I don’t eat humans,” he corrected without looking up.

“So, of what use am I to you?”

Your voice was small yet direct, and this finally got the Oni to look back up into your direction, placing his book down ever so slightly. Your stomach lurched at the direct gaze.

“You are an offering and while I do happen to be a demon, I am not so impolite that I would return a gift,” he replied simply.

Your heart sank and you grit your teeth.

“So, I am a prisoner?”

He shook his head in a manner that only confused you further, but rather than offer further explanation, he returned to his reading.

You remained in silence like this for what felt like hours despite probably being minutes, and defeated, found your way back further into the cave and away from the edge of the cave opening, worried that a stroke of idiocy would compel you to try something dangerous. The Oni paid no attention to you, as though you were some sort of overly independent cat sharing his living space.

Surprisingly, your curiosity was drawn to its contents, possibly for lack of other things to pay attention to. You creeped a little closer, just enough to crane your neck to identify words or pictures on the large pages.

The closer you looked now, the more you realized that the book he was reading wasn’t quite ordinary. Of course, your education had been minimal, so you weren’t all that familiar with books, but you were pretty sure that they weren’t exactly supposed to give off the soft luminescence, barely perceptible in the dimly lit surroundings, as the one in his hands did. Your warden appeared focused to the point that it almost seemed silly, the monstrous creature’s eyebrows knit together in what appeared to be a slight bewilderment. He scratched his chin a couple of times, then leaned back to support his weight with one hand.

Another few minutes passed, and the intrigue was too much for you to bear, particularly because as you realized what he was staring so focused and confusedly at, you hatched a plan.

“Uh, Mr. Oni-sama?”

Genuinely surprised by the appellation, he turned to you, eyebrows raised.

“This is a book of herbal potions, is it not?”

He made a short, gruff sound in the affirmative. Before he could divert his attention again, you spoke up.

“I-I know a lot about plants… There are many that grow in the forest where I grew up. If I were to fetch you some like in your book, would that be enough to allow me to leave?”

He continued to look at you blankly, and for a moment you were unsure if you’d somehow managed to offend the beast, implying that he didn’t know things, and that this fact was very evident.

He let out yet another low sigh, enough that made your heart thump for the millionth time that day but then motioned for you to come closer. You moved shakily towards him, stopping an arm’s length away from him, and you could have sworn he frowned ever so slightly before angling the book towards you.

He flipped to a certain page, pointing to a particular type of flora that you’d thankfully seen before, but only rarely, possibly once in your life while foraging.

“This.”

You looked towards him quickly, then back to the sheet of paper and nodded. His eyes remained focused on you.

“Can you procure this for me?” He confirmed, the demand in his rumbling voice causing you to swallow hard. With the way he spoke, ‘no’ never really sounded like an option.

You nodded even faster without looking directly at him. “I-if… if you can take me down the mountain, I am pretty sure I know a place where this particular flower grows.”

It wasn’t a lie even if your eyes were shifty, worried that he’d think you were trying to trick him enough to escape.

He finally closed the book and rose, and you stepped back quickly, instinctively.

“We have a deal, but I have a couple conditions for you,” he finally added, as he set the book away.

---

100 days of servitude would set you free. But with a catch.

“I will take you down the mountain every morning at the crack of dawn and you will return with me by nightfall, whenever it might be,” the Oni instructed. “I will leave you in the forest to pick exactly one of these flowers daily, no more and no less, and brew a tea for me to drink.”

He fished out an almost comically small wooden pot from a shelf, only large enough for exactly one human-sized cupful of tea and handed it to you.

“You may only use this to do so, and the tea must be warm and ready for me by the time I return.”

Accepting the cookware with mild confusion, you ventured to ask how he would expect you to brew perfect tea in the middle of the wilderness, but he didn’t seem particularly open to feedback on his plan. As though he could sense your reservation, he added:

“If you disobey my instructions or attempt to flee, I’ll reconsider my dietary preferences.”

You heard him loud and clear.

Regardless of how strange this arrangement was, it boded well for you. Dawn to dusk gave you plenty of time to take care of your mother, brew the tea and to forage all at the same time. 100 days would pass before you knew it, you told yourself.

You must have been particularly reassured because you slept particularly well that night, in a small corner of the cave that the demon offered you, now that you were somewhat of a guest, on a surprisingly comfortable futon that seemed to materialize out of nowhere. You wondered if it were another offering, or an artifact seized by force but decided that more questions only bred distress.

You awoke to the monster looking directly at you. Again, your impulse was to scream but in the split second before you could open your mouth, you could see his teeth clench, and considered swallowing it down rather than be swallowed whole.

You quickly sprang to your feet.

“Stand still,” he ordered.

You tensed as he wrapped a thin piece of cloth onto your waist that seemed to be made almost of the same fabric as his own loincloth.

“Do not remove this. It will make it easy to find you come dusk.”

You weren’t fond of having a tracking device so soon, but you were much less fond of the way the Oni all but yanked you from the ground in one arm as though you were a child’s well-worn toy and ran straight to the mouth of the cave and jumped off the edge.

This time you were unable to hold in your cries of distress as the harsh wind rushed past your ears as you fell from the sky, and the demon took reluctant pity on you, cradling you in his right arm as you plummeted towards the earth.

He might have even stifled a slight chuckle as he braced for impact once the two of you landed.

---

Once your captor disappeared from view - to find meat, he said - you immediately made a beeline for home.

Reunion with your mother was a sorrowful affair - she had been bed-bound since you’d left, too weak to feed or take care of herself in any way, and you gave yourself only a couple moments to weep for her before cooking, cleaning, and reassuring you that you’d continue to be there.

“I thought you had been killed,” she croaked out, with only enough energy to cup your face in her hands.

You still could be killed at any moment, you considered, but you instead wiped away her tears and shook your head.

“I won’t be able to stay overnight, but I promise, I will be here every morning to come see you, Mama.”

Time passed faster than you expected between putting all affairs in order and preparing your home for your departure, giving you only a couple of hours to do what the Oni had demanded before dusk. However, you did manage to pick exactly what he’d requested and return to the hut, the tea reaching a boil finally the second the sun began to set.

You kept the tea in the pot, using wadded up cloth to protect your hands as you stood a safe enough distance away from your home to wait for him.

He arrived just as the sky began to grow dark, spotting you in seconds.

“Oni-sama, I completed your task,” you said, arms outstretched towards him with the warm pot, not meeting his eyes in deference and ignoring the uncomfortable burn in your hands through the cloth.

“Wakatoshi,” he said, flatly.

You glanced at him in confusion, and he met your gaze with indifference, all but snatching the pot from your hands and throwing back the liquid in one gulp.

“Wakatoshi is my name, not ‘Oni-sama.’”

You made note of the slaughtered animal whose broken neck he held onto tightly in his other hand, and after he handed the pot back to you to hold, he readjusted the once majestic creature so that it draped over his shoulders.

He caught you staring.

“Are you hungry?” He inquired.

You shook your head rapidly, wondering if he ever ate his meat raw, or worse, alive.

He shrugged and motioned for you to follow him.

---

The next several days were no different, following a particular sequence:

Descent from the mountain that had you nauseous by the time you hit ground. The majority of the day spent taking care of your mother. Brewing tea. Watching him drink the tea in one gulp without comment.

You observed the monster - Wakatoshi - carefully as days went by, and your fear lessened.

He was surprisingly gentle in demeanor once you were no longer adversarial, and while he didn’t talk much, he appeared to listen quite well. This was particularly favorable, and you realized you enjoyed talking to someone other than your mother for once, even if the someone was a hulking demon, giving you his full attention as he stripped an entire carcass clean.

The fear lessened but it did not disappear.

He was still a beast after all, and despite this air of camaraderie that seemed to blossom between the two of you as days turned into weeks, you were quickly reminded the first time you saw him upset.

In all your travels, foolishly, you’d never once considered that your home was not safe.

On your 23rd day, you’d run into a thief, a particularly lucky and cowardly one, who had chanced upon your home in the woods somehow. There obviously wasn’t much to steal but seeing a young defenseless and unsuspecting woman may have whet his appetite in other ways.

You’d come in, unsuspecting as usual, and before you knew it, you were accosted from behind and went crashing into the ground under the weight of the larger man. You attempted to fight him off, kicking, biting, and screaming unsuccessfully; he began to tear at your clothes.

The burglar started with the cloth around your waist, the one Wakatoshi had warned you not to take off, and your eyes grew wide.

“Don’t!”

Despite your struggle, you heard the unmistakable rip of the fabric -

- The next few moments were a blur of crashing sounds, screams and the hiss of spraying blood.

When you finally had time to scamper to your feet and suck air into your starved lungs, you covered your mouth in horror. Wakatoshi had seemed to genuinely materialize out of thin air, his form grazing the ceiling of your home, and in no time, he was covered in your assailant’s blood, the club gripped tightly in his left hand still dripping heavily with red.

His teeth were bared and while he wasn’t loud, you could hear him breathing heavily, not from exertion but from a mixture of anger and bloodlust. Your eyes ventured towards the bloodied corpse on the ground, your look bouncing away immediately whilst your stomach lurched violently, focusing back onto him.

He gave you a long, hardened glare, not bothering to break it before he reached down to take the now mutilated body and toss it outside. Your heart pounded so hard you thought it might burst out of your chest.

“Part of your responsibility to me is to live for these 100 days, do you understand?”

You offered no dissent.

“Good.” The edge in his voice finally dissipated. “I’ll be back before nightfall for tea.”

---

“Eat.”

Wakatoshi offered you a roughly carved piece of roasted meat, which you reluctantly accepted, before letting it drop on the bed of foraged greens on the plate before you.

You hadn’t had an appetite that day, ruined the moment you’d set foot back into your home to see that your mother had seemed to get frailer overnight. She’d barely recognized you as you walked in and her words were intermittently garbled. As you’d gotten closer, you’d realized she’d soiled herself overnight.

You needed more time with her.

You glanced up at the demon who sat right next to you, his own meal paused as he waited for you to start yours. At the start of your hundred days, you’d been acutely aware of his presence and would have shaken like a leaf at the current closeness, where you could even feel the heat radiate off his body, somehow of a different nature than the roaring fire below the spit.

You’d been here for a little more than a month by now, and the relationship between captor and captive felt… odd. You’d initially considered his attentiveness to be a marker of possessiveness in the way a predator keeps tabs on their prey, but as time went by, you realized, that wasn’t exactly it. Although you spent the days alone in the woods, while he went off to do whatever the Oni do when they’re not torturing souls, he seemed to actually enjoy your company, and you’d possibly caught the ghost of a smile just a couple of nights ago, as he approached you, standing on the slopes, hands outstretched and single pot presented, as though it were a trophy.

He said your name much more softly as became a creature of his stature.

“____, eat.”

You reluctantly brought the hunk of meat to your mouth and stopped as the warm morsel touched your lips.

“I… I need more time,” you finally blurted out.

Wakatoshi watched you lower your hand again, noting the tears streaming down your cheeks. He frowned, setting down the entire cow leg he’d been working through.

“Explain.”

You heaved, and in a rush of words and emotion, you begged him to give you a full 24 hours. Enough time to make your way into the town and find someone to provide you medicine, enough time to pay your respects and bury the only person tying you to this earth, if need be, and enough time to grieve.

“No,” was his quick, curt reply. “Our contract is non-negotiable.”

The sensation of your heart shattering at just that moment was almost unbearable. The silence between you two, as your blood ran cold and your eyes ran heavy, seemed to thicken.

You absolutely did not eat, and you absolutely did not move from that spot, long after the fire had gone out, crestfallen.

And perhaps the demon did decide thereafter that he had a heart, because hours later, he promised to go into town in your stead.

---

You didn’t believe Wakatoshi when he initially said he would go find an apothecary himself, resigning yourself to believe that you most likely wouldn’t be there for your mother’s last moments. Nevertheless, you descended from the mountain with him, trying to make the most of the daytime hours you were allotted.

The Oni’s cursed tea on boil, you held your mother’s hand, withered and fragile in yours. She was clearly dying despite your best efforts, and the thought of leaving her to die alone disgusted you. The tie around your waist felt more like a chain today than any other day.

Agonal respirations started earlier than you expected, and you knelt at her bedside, hoping that she’d die quickly as you sang softly in her ear.

“The tea.”

You heard Wakatoshi’s deep voice inquire behind you. You didn’t turn to look at him, caressing your mother’s hand.

“On the stove.”

“Hand it to me,” he ordered. You didn’t move. It suddenly didn’t seem so awful to die, if you could do it at the same time as your loved one.

You heard a huff behind you and braced yourself. A hand found itself on your shoulder roughly, but it was a human hand, and he turned you sharply towards him.

Was it him? The ogre’s face was gone, and rather, a young man, handsomer than you’d ever seen a man be before, gave you the same angry glower you knew from the Oni.

He still spoke in his voice.

“I brought the doctor, so please-” the man who couldn’t possibly be Wakatoshi grit his teeth at that last word - “fetch the tea from the kitchen while the man works.”

Your shock slowly fading, you caught sight of the old man behind him who was already doing an assessment of the bed-bound woman from the door and had a glimmer of hope.

You quickly made your way to the kitchen to give space to the doctor, presenting Wakatoshi with the tea as requested in a rushed fashion so that you could return to the bedside.

Not-Wakatoshi was now much smaller but still towered over you and looked possibly upset. You weren’t sure how much of it was related to the new pallor of his skin or the lack of fangs to interrupt a deep scowl, or to the fact that you had sassed him without concern for your own life and he was reluctantly allowing you to live. You presented the tea to him, and for once, he hesitated before taking it down in one gulp.

You watched as he winced in pain as the hot liquid went down, not the least bit stoic like his Oni form, before handing it back to you, cursing under his breath.

You hadn’t done anything different.

“What’s going on?” You asked in confusion.

He didn’t reply to your question, wiping the corner of his mouth. “I’ll return in an hour.”

---

Your mother survived that night, but only a few thereafter. However, the difference between that night and the day she finally expired, peacefully, with you again singing softly in her ear and stroking her hair, was that you were prepared for it.

Wakatoshi allowed you to stay the night, and before leaving, after consuming the tea within your home as not-Wakatoshi and recovering from the shock of pain that you could see visibly run through his system as you did so, he offered you an ornate burial shroud,

“I…” You were at a loss for words, admiring the quality and beauty close to nothing you’d ever owned in your life.

“I can understand your reservations given that this comes from a creature such as I. You don’t have to use it, but I felt compelled to give it to you.”

You had never truly received a gift before today, but this was only one of the reasons why your eyes welled up in tears. You murmured a thank you, to which Not-Wakatoshi replied with a very small smile before leaving.

---

Days later, with your mother finally transferred into the afterlife, you’d found yourself at a loss for what to do within your free time. The plant Wakatoshi needed for his tea, or rather potion (although you weren’t exactly sure what it was yet), was becoming scarce so it took up more of the day to find enough of the petals to brew a drink appropriately, but you still had extra time, time that you struggled to fill in your shack.

It was in these moments that you started to realize you also enjoyed the Oni’s company. The children you’d grown up with had not exactly been nice, given that you had been poor and shy growing up, and now that you were older the townspeople had always seemed to go about their days without concern for you. It also didn’t help that you were supposed to be dead. Turning up in town to make a friend would only cause more issues.

It was something you thought of often now when you were idle as you waited for dusk to arrive - how to transition back into regular life once the hundred days were up and Wakatoshi released his hold on you. Would anyone believe you? Would you miss him?

At least now, you considered that you possibly would.

You sat in your now empty home, looking at the shroud Wakatoshi had given you, spread over your mother’s futon in the center of her room. A few of the threads seemed to glimmer in the streaming lights and you wondered if it was real gold.

You didn’t bury your mother in it, and now you wondered if you should have.

---

“Whose face did you borrow that day?”

It was a particularly bold question to ask, but you were curious.

Wakatoshi had come back to you with his original body and face and now when he took your potion, you could no longer see the rush of pain course through his body. It was as if nothing touched him.

He rose an eyebrow before scooping you up in his free arm, the day’s hunt around his neck and enchanted club in his hand as usual.

“What do you mean?” He asked, as he began to pick up speed, running through the forest into the mountains where the two of you resided.

“When you come as a human… I assume that you were in disguise to make it easier for you when you went into town, but I didn’t ask you then. Whose face is that?”

“It’s my face,” he replied, simply.

You crinkled your nose.

“But you’re a demon? Surely, you’ve never had a human face.”

You’d reached the mountain by now, and he started to run up its face, powerful legs grabbing foothold after foothold. Once the mountain face became steep, he placed the club in between you and his chest, and used his other arm to climb. You watched his facial expression carefully as you held on tightly, waiting on his answer.

“There’s more than one way to become a demon,” he finally said, and that was that.

---

The idea of Wakatoshi having once been human came suddenly but once it occurred to you it was hard to take out of your mind. It made sense, somewhat - you had learned that some Oni were once humans, wicked enough to have been transformed in their lifetimes into monsters - but Wakatoshi was too calm for that possibility.

You wondered if there was something you were missing.

“Will you tell me about the human you once were?” You asked once, soft voice ringing in the dead of night where you slept far apart in the pitch-black cavern.

“It serves no one to speak of the past,” he replied, and by now, you’d expected an answer like this. You could practically see him shake his head.

You decided not to press further.

You appreciated Not-Wakatoshi’s appearances, nevertheless.

Because you’d made a comment about not having much to do before dusk arrived and wondering what he did during that time, he revealed that he spent some of his morning venturing through town.

When he admitted that he was particularly fond of theater, you couldn’t help but burst into laughter. The image of the terrifying Oni following intently along with actors on stage, eyebrows furrowed and fangs bared, amused you to no end.

He’d taken it as some implication that you thought the theater was stupid, and to prove you wrong, you were now accompanying him, your face shrouded in a veil like a noblewoman for anonymity. You spent the early afternoon mostly enthralled by the play, but you found yourself looking furtively at Not-Wakatoshi’s profile, noting the sharp curve of his jaw, the hay-green sparkle in his eyes as he followed along, and the ever-so-slight part of his lips.

---

You had your very first wet dream that night.

You woke up, panting, undergarments soaked through the futon, beads of sweat dotting your forehead. For a woman with no worldly experience, the warmth between your legs was both extremely welcome and terribly unwelcome, and all you could think about was Not-Wakatoshi, who had just moments earlier in your mind had his lips closed around your nipple, and his fingers creeping down towards the space between your legs…

You clamped your own legs shut, sitting up, and attempting to steady your breathing and heart rate.

You didn’t want to wake up Wakatoshi - it would be unkind. But the thought of going back to bed, where you were pretty sure you’d make noises that were… well, unbecoming, was terrifying.

How could you think this way about this monster?

All because he’d fooled you with a pretty face that he may have once had? Or because he offered you some minimal kindnesses? You had to remember that he was holding you here captive still, no matter how benevolent you thought he was.

You convinced yourself that perhaps you’d just let your imagination run wild, primed by the dramatic events of the romantic play you’d watched earlier today. This would eventually pass.

It was day 68, and you still had 32 more to go.

Doing your best to ignore the cooling dampness between your legs, you lay back down and fell fast asleep.

---

Your heart always raced when Wakatoshi took you down the peak, but today was different; your mind also darted in different directions.

You’d thought about Not-Wakatoshi more times that night and woken up just as wet as you had been the very first time. Now pressed against Wakatoshi’s inhumanly broad chest, you tried to dispel the thoughts of what Not-Wakatoshi did to you in your dreams and what Wakatoshi, much larger and much stronger, could make you feel.

But you wouldn’t dare go that far. You couldn’t.

100 days would soon come to pass, and all of this, this wretched entanglement of fear and fondness, would someday be a distant memory.

---

At dusk, Wakatoshi, not Not-Wakatoshi, found you inside your home, tea warm and ready. You avoided direct eye contact, aiming to be discreet, while he drank.

The two of you remained in silence, him waiting for you to fill the gap as usual. He had grown fond of your constant questions, and he expected you to ask the first one - did you go to town today or hunt? Instead, you kept your mouth shut, waiting for him to say the first word.

He did, and you regretted it.

“I smelled it. Your arousal.”

The Oni had an awful way of pinpointing exactly what you were feeling, or maybe you were just too obvious. Your face grew terribly hot, then cold when you considered that this may be just the impetus for him to kill you.

“I-I don’t know what you’re talking about,” you said quickly, then attempted to pivot by bringing up the other issues at hand. “The flowers are getting harder to find,” you mentioned. “I do think there will be enough for 100 days, but I’m worried that we have to find some way to replant them so that they don’t go extinct…” you trailed off.

Wakatoshi paid close attention to the wobble in your voice, then the tremor that set in on your upper body. He hadn’t wanted to bring it up, but all day he had been thinking about the needy, drawn-out way you'd called his name in your sleep.

Wakatoshiii, interrupted with a sigh. Toshiiiii…Wakatoshi!

He had no use for a woman, this was still very true. But maybe… maybe now there was a growing want for one woman in particular.

“Who were you thinking about last night?” He inquired, refusing to acknowledge your pitiful attempts to change the subject.

Your mouth hung open, as it did whenever you were hesitant to speak, and the Oni awaited your answer with nearly oppressive patience, leaning ever so slightly forward in anticipation.

He tilted his head ever so slightly to the right. Perhaps he took pity on you, noting the rapidity of your breathing and the slight darkening of your cheeks. He was asking you a question he already knew the answer to, after all.

“Perhaps an easier question then-”

Wakatoshi took advantage of his great reach to pull you close to him, and your breath hitched in your throat, as he sat you onto his lap, your back pressed against him, and his large hands wrapping around your midsection, keeping you flush against his abdomen.

“What was I doing that had you so excited?”

There was some mercy in the way that he held you so that you looked away and not at him, because at this point, the warmth you felt all over your own body and the distress in your features would be all too evident. He twirled the ends of the sash he’d placed around your waist so long ago, the one you only removed to bathe, then pulled the knot apart.

Thump. Thump. Thump.

Wakatoshi lowered his neck so that it rested at the top of your head. All your blood rushed to your ears first, then far, far south.

His left hand moved ever so slowly away from your waist to instead slide up the bottom of your dress, halting just before the base of your left breast. A clawed finger traced the curve upwards before tapping sharply on your nipple, and you involuntarily let out a soft squeak.

He stopped abruptly.

“Have I misinterpreted something?”

His hand lowered from your chest and your waist, instead settling on your thighs, such that the hold was still present but less firm. The Oni waited for your tensed body to settle, unsure of how to proceed even though he could very easily take what he wanted at any time.

Your breathing finally slowed, and then you shifted in his grasp, turning carefully to face him. Wakatoshi’s grotesquely large face was the closest it had ever been, and the red hue to his skin was even redder as he looked back at you. His mouth hung slightly open in surprise, filled with gleaming fangs again only meant to tear through flesh and bone.

You hesitated for a moment, and the warmth of his own heavy, slowed breathing seemed to slow your own heart.

His intentions were clear, and so were yours.

Your hands made their way into the shaggy brown-green hair, and you kissed him.

It was a chaste, soft peck that lasted perhaps three seconds - a terribly bold action from someone so powerless as you, but it seemed to make him weak. As you pulled back, you realized his eyes were still closed, wanting more.

The hideous Oni Wakatoshi had never looked so much more like an innocent boy.

“You have not,” you reassured him.

His eyes opened and you smiled warmly, and unable to contain his desire for you any longer, he pressed his lips to yours anew. Another moan slipped from your throat as he eagerly stuck his thick tongue into your mouth, nearly choking you, and that simple sound had him revved up for more. His tongue went further down into your throat, and you gasped around it; he kissed you deeper, his hands dipping you backwards at the small of your back.

He pulled back again, allowing you to gasp for air, his eyes still lowered in want.

“I want to touch you the same way you fantasized about,” he murmured. “I… I can change to human form so that I don’t hurt you.”

You shook your head emphatically, readjusting yourself so that you straddled him as much as you possibly could despite his large dimensions, cupping his face in your small hands. Your pinky fingers trailed back and forth on the roughened skin of the demon’s face, nothing like the soft, pale skin of the form you’d seen in your dreams.

“I like you like this.”

The Oni’s gaze grew dark, and he pressed you down on the large bump growing in his crotch, letting out a groan at the pleasurable contact; the pressure of the impressive erection against your clothed pussy started your drip. You increased your friction against him, grinding your hips back and forth as you played along his hardening shaft, not giving yourself any more time to worry about whether or not or how you would fit him in.

His fingers fondled your nipples as he rocked back and forth in time with you, dry rubbing against the interrupting cloth, and then, hungry for more, he lifted you up so that he could close his mouth around one of your mounds. Careful that the fangs didn’t nip at you, he sucked softly, using one hand to prop you to the right level in the air, and the other to slowly disrobe you before stroking the pad of his index back and forth against your clit.

Soft murmurs and slick cunt got him harder and harder, and he hesitated before sticking a finger in, careful to watch for pain, rather than pleasure. You winced but you did not cry out in anguish, and so he added another finger, stretching your walls enough to elicit a whimper.

He paused to check your state, letting your breast pop out of his mouth with a bounce, and you reached for him, drawing your nails against the flesh of his back, and whispering a soft, “more, please.” He added another finger, which pushed you to a cry with tears springing to your eyes. You pushed yourself further into the flesh of his shoulder muffling your moans as he continued his ministrations. The three fingers that felt like nine continued to glide in and out with your slick and you could feel yourself slowly slipping away, drool slipping from your clenched teeth as you bore the nearly excessive stimulation.

And before you knew it, you came violently, teeth grazing against his shoulder in this intimate position, and he pulled you back by the hair to look at your face twisted in pleasure.

He murmured under his breath, “beautiful,” as you continued to unfold under his grasp, and let his teeth sink gently into your neck.

---

You could barely meet his eyes thereafter, and all he wanted to do was to gaze at you, as though you were some sort of rare, mesmerizing painting that he’d only chanced upon in a once in a lifetime opportunity.

But even if you had trouble meeting his eyes then, you could listen, and you could feel, and your affection continued to grow.

Soon even the shyness faded, and his arms were where you always wanted to be, where you felt like you belonged.

Laying on top of him now in the darkness of night, you traced the curve of his nose and planted a kiss on his forehead. You wondered if it was the admittance of your feelings for the Oni that made him more beautiful like his former self, but you could now see the similarities - the space between his slightly sharp eyebrows, the hawk-like shape of his eyes, and of course the facial expressions, muted, sometimes sour, always handsome.

It was day 80-something, and you had long stopped counting because you’d fallen in love with him.

“We only have a little over a week left,” he finally pointed out.

You hummed in assent, nestling your head in the crook of his neck. His hand was too large to intertwine fingers with, so you settled for placing yours in his, caressing his palm.

“Our contract will be over soon, so you won’t be confined to being here with me,” he continued.

The thought of leaving this mountain was almost laughable at this point. Where would you go?

Again, forever anticipating your thoughts before you could say them, Wakatoshi offered, “On the 100th night, I can take you to another village, where you won’t be recognized. There’s a few things I can offer you that you can sell, items I no longer have any use for.”

His hand tightened ever so slightly around yours, as though contradicting his own words.

“Am I included in things that you no longer have any use for?”

You had meant to be coy saying this, but there was a tinge of uncertainty in your words. Perhaps Wakatoshi didn’t feel the same way - perhaps you only satiated a carnal desire he had long neglected and that was not to be mistaken with genuine love.

Rolling over so that he hovered atop you, careful to make sure not to crush you under his weight, he protested earnestly, his baritone, smooth and the sweetest thing to your ears.

“Never.”

Your next breath was long and drawn out as you felt Wakatoshi’s length, heavy and nearly as thick as your leg throb against you, anxious to find a home inside you. You gulped and pressed your hands against his chest as you parted your legs.

He descended to kiss between your breasts before tapping the tip of his cock against your entrance. Burning hot as it pressed against you, pushing through, and parting your walls, you bit down hard against his taut bicep to muffle your cries.

Days of stretching had helped you tolerate some, but not all of him, but it was enough to allow at least a few inches, and Wakatoshi let out a drawn-out groan directly into your ears as he got as far as he could go, knocking at your cervix.

His arms wrapped around you securely, before he started to move, cradling you, his offering presented out of spite, with every thrust.

You whimpered, cried, moaned, babbled, and drooled under his hold and care, and he begged, maybe against his own better judgment, as you climaxed and he spurted into you in tandem,

“Please stay.”

---

You’d never seen Wakatoshi transform into Not-Wakatoshi, but on the 100th day, as Wakatoshi finished the last dregs of the final potion you’d promised him, you watched in awe as his features shrank and softened before your very eyes.

“Why?”

The two of you were alone in the small shack in the woods. There was no one else to watch, nowhere to infiltrate, and you loved him as himself. He looked away from the pot to his hands and let out a loud, satisfied smile. He reached out his hand for you.

“I didn’t think this would actually work, but it seems that the curse is lifted.”

You took his hand, and inched closer.

“Curse?”

He nodded, pulling you outside to sit and watch the sun finally set.

You realized it was the first time you’d ever seen him off the mountain in the actual dark, and once he’d explained the curse you’d just lifted, it finally made sense.

You’d been poisoning him every day for the past hundred days, and he’d died exactly a hundred times - one time for every innocent life he had taken, until he’d finally repented for his crimes, and was allowed to walk free as a human once more.

“I was a general in my past life, and unfortunately I was also a bad leader.”

“Did you really kill that many people?”

You couldn’t imagine it, but also you could, because you’d seen him end a life with your very own eyes.

He brought your hand to his lips, planting soft kisses to the back of your hand.

“I may not have dealt the killing blow myself, but I took responsibility for them. It turns out fighting on sacred land makes the gods angry.”

You lay your head against his shoulder.

“So, they turned you into a monster as punishment?”

“And gave me a task that was meant to be impossible. I’m unable to see this flower on my own, actually, so I needed someone who would do it for me, on time, without wavering for a hundred full days to have a chance at redemption.”

You furrowed your brows, and Not-Wakatoshi, who turned out be the real Wakatoshi, kissed between them.

“So, you’re no longer an Oni?”

He stared at his hands for a moment and frowned. Concentrating, he confirmed his ability to transform back into his demon form, expanding before your very eyes.

There was an odd sense of relief once you saw it, but his frown persisted.

“The magic will wear off soon, and possibly permanently. We should get to the top of the mountain so I can fetch my things.”

---

Wakatoshi was right - just over 24 hours after he’d finally been cleansed and relocated his treasures to your small shack in the forest, you both found that he could no longer transform.

He was finally human at last.

It took you a while to get used to seeing him as human, beautiful but unfamiliar, and a part of you sometimes yearned for his monster form, the form he’d been in when you’d once met him and the Wakatoshi that you’d fallen in love with first.

But there were some perks to being human.

The fact that he could finally bottom out once you were entangled in the throes of passion, and that he could feel all of you without risking you breaking or being sliced to pieces was one of them.

The other was that you could now travel to the town over, where the riches offered by the townspeople who feared him allowed him to settle down and build a home that befit the two of you, where you could live safely and happily together as husband and wife.

(What you didn’t know was that a quick detour to the daimyo’s castle before you set off together ensured that very safety. At the very least, Wakatoshi was polite enough to thank the young tyrant for bringing you into his life before bludgeoning him to death.)

Yet another was the fact that you could become round with his child and raise a young boy that looked everything like you and him and grew up to be kind and well-loved with the loving presence of two healthy parents, rather than one.

Finally, the greatest of them all was that you were blessed to grow old together, hand-in-hand, and as partners, sipping tea by the sunset in your golden years.

#ushijima x reader #ushijima wakatoshi x reader #ushijima smut #haikyuu smut #not sfw #haikyuu x reader #ushijima x you #mae.writing #tw monsterfucking #tumblr tried to make me ragequit but here i am #thriving #surviving

[fluffy-puffy22]

Heya! Its Lilyth! You said that you were okay with requests so I was gonna pop one up for ya if you're okay with it of course! Would you be down to do a poly!Kiribaku x reader where the reader is a Scottish transfer student who cant speak japanese but is trying to learn it? Their accent is what git the boys attention and eventually it just happens? Sorry for being vague I just have it really fleshed out in my head but typing it is horrid. Remember to rest and hydrate!!!!

Angels notes: Ahhh, I love that! I love Scottish accents so much, they’re so nice to me! I think this is really cute so I’ll try my best to deliver. Sorry it took my so long to finish, I’ve been really busy and unable to write so it took longer than I hoped for T^T

Character(s): poly!KiriBaku

Genre: romance, fluff

Tw/Cw: none just pure fluff, reader does struggle with Japanese tho, Katsuki and Eijiro speak English, Gn!Reader, no Genitalia mentioned.

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♥︎Your first run in with the duo was, interesting. Adorable, but interesting nonetheless.

♥︎You wanted to live in Japan your whole life, so since you were 14 you started practicing Japanese. A year later your grandma invited you to live in Japan with her.

♥︎Obviously you said yes UwU.

♥︎Back in Scotland not many people had quirks, so you were looked at differently than the other kids. So when you participated in the U.A entrance exams and MADE IT— you were so proud of yourself.

♥︎Problem tho… your Japanese wasn’t the best, and you had a few down points in understanding, so this was going to be something interesting.

♥︎Your first day at U.A was easier than you thought.

♥︎you were… very lost, to say the least. Looking for class 2B wasn’t easy when this school was bigger than a neighborhood.

♥︎While trying to find the classroom you bump into someone. “Ah! I’m so sorry.” You look up at the boy you bumped into, flushing slightly when you noticed he was really cute.

Then you realized you spoke English instead of Japanese. He probably didn’t understand a word I said!! Right as you we’re about to attempt to apologize in Japanese, a redhead appeared from behind the ash blond.

“Hey, you alright BakuBro?” The redheads attention went from the blond, to you in mere seconds. “I’m really sorry again! I swear I didn’t mean to bump you, I was just trying to find my class!” Once again, not in Japanese.

You realize your mess up and groan, facepalming when you see their raised eyebrows. “You guys probably don’t understand English. Damn it.” The hallway was strangely empty during this whole ordeal, which was slightly odd to you considering how many students were in this school.

Kirishima chuckled, catching your attention quickly. “We understand English sweetheart, and it’s very obvious you’re not from here. So, if you don’t mind me asking, where are you from?” Ah, that’s a relief. You sigh, a grateful smile pushing at the corners of you lips.

“Sorry, uh— I’m from Scotland actually. Is it really that obvious that I’m not fluent?” Bakugo makes a tick sound, crossing his arms over his chest. “It’s really obvious.” That earned him an elbow in the side from Kiri. “You said Scotland?” “Oh, yes! I actually,”

They didn’t even know your name, but they just wanted to listen to you talk and talk and talk until you didn’t have anything else to say. For some strange reason, your accent was so cute. They loved it.

“…and that’s why I’m lost, hehe.” The two nodded easily pointing class 2B out. “Ah, thank you!” Before you could even take a step in that direction Bakugo pulled you back to your previous spot.

“What’s your name Scotland?” He asked, letting your blazer go. You scolded yourself for the nth time today, of course you forgot to introduce yourself.

“My names Y/n L/n— or, L/n Y/n, but just call me Y/n. What’s your names?” Kiri found you so cute, your innocent little mess ups were so endearing to him.

“I’m Kirishima Eijiro, it’s nice to meet you Y/n.” He offered you a handshake, which you happily gave. You turn to Bakugo, a hopeful glint in your eye.

The blond groans, looking away from your puppy dog eyes to hide his flush. “It’s Bakugo Katsuki dumbass.” You smiled when you noticed his red ears. He just screams tsundere. You looked to the clock, nearly screaming when you realized you were late for your first class.

“I’m late! It was really nice meeting you guys, but I have to get to class! I’ll see you later, bye!” And without another word you took off in the direction of where they said 2B was. They just watched you go, Kirishima giggling when he knew you were out of earshot.

“You like them, don’t you?” Bakugo’s head jerked to the side at his boyfriends sudden words, frowning his eyebrows along with a terrible attempt at hiding his flushed face.

“W-what’re you even..” the redhead cut him off, “don’t try hiding it, Katsuki. The way you were talking to her and everything made it so terribly obvious.” His face worsened, turning away from Kiri to walking in the other direction.

“S-shut up dumbass!” Kiri giggled, chasing after the blonde. “Nothing to be embarrassed about babe!! I like them too!”

—☾☽—☾☽—☾☽—☾☽—☾☽—

It’s been a few weeks since your first day at U.A, and you’ve easily made quick friends with some of your classmates, and kids from other classes. Especially, a blonde and red haired duo. The two pretty much gravitated towards you. Once they talked and realized they both had feelings for you, they decided to see how you felt about it. They were going to be straight forward, and not beat around the bush.

“So, Y/n. How do you feel about Polyamory relationships?” You turned to look at the redhead, quickly swallowing the noodles that were previously hanging out of your mouth.

“Uh, I don’t really know honestly. I don’t mind them, I mean why pick when you all want each other?” You chuckled, grabbing more of your noodles with your chopsticks. Bakugo was silently listening, pretending to do something productive on his phone.

“I see. So, could you ever see yourself in a poly relationship.” Kiri asked, toying with his lunch sheepishly. Without to much thought you nodded, quickly catching yourself and raising an eyebrow at the boy next to you.

“I mean I wouldn’t mind it. It I like two people, and they like me, and each other— why break it up into a pair when we could be a squad?” He didn’t expect you to answer so… intelligently? Not that he thought you were stupid or anything like that! He just expected a yes no answer.

“So, let’s say if I told you me and Bakugo were together,” you nod, showing him you were listening. “And we told you we liked you, and you liked both of us, would you go out with us?” “Yeah.” Damn, no hesitations.

Your quick answer had both of the males taken aback. You snickered, closing your bento and sticking it back into your bag. “Why do you ask?” Bakugo’s sudden tenseness didn’t go unnoticed by you, but you chose to leave it alone.

Kiri remained silent, his Adam’s Apple bobbing with each of his gulps. Bakugo grew tired of the silence, and decided to take matters into his own emotionally constipated hands. “Will you go out with us damnit!” Perfect. That should do it. You stated at the blind, looking back and forth between him and Kirishima— who was very flustered might I add.

“Wait, so you guys are actually, like, together?” They nod. “And you both like me?” They nod again. You were silent, holding back your grin. You’d liked them both since your 1st week at U.A. They were nice to you— Bakugo is his own little way— and made you feel comfortable. They never made you uncomfortable or feel out of place. You felt safe with them.

“So, what do you say?” You could see his tense they were, and it made you tense. You knew your answer, but seeing how they both seemed to want you, made you nervous of fumbling over your words.

Hai! O ni-ri to issho ni dekaketaidesu!” Their eyes widened, realizing you spoke Japanese without pausing, or fumbling over your words. “Hontōni, ē!” Kirishima shouted, bringing you into one of his bear hugs. You hugged him back, giggling when he started swaying with you.

Your eyes locked on Bakugo, who was still sitting at the table with a smile. “Come here Katsuki!” Kiri called, grabbing his boyfriends hand and forcing him into the hug. He let out a shallow protest, never making a move to get away from the affection.

“O ni-ri wa bakagete iru… Kawaī dan basu, soredemo danbasu.”

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THIS WAS SO BAD I’M SORRY!! I had an idea in my head but I lost it and just kept word barfing T^T, but It’s my first request so I’ll get better I promise! I hope you enjoyed anyways, feedback is always appreciated, along with likes, and comments! And I do take requests, so if you like how I write, and you want me to write something to you, take a look at my rules and send me a request.

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[tender-rosiey]

Uwu, uwu, and MORE UWU! CONGRATULATIONS ON 200 FOLLOWERS, UR SO WHOLESOME AND SO IS UR BLOG, you wanna spread smiles? Welp ur doin it right ❤ I always visit ur blog when I wanna get some of that fluffy wholesome jazz❤

I literally sprinted when I saw reqs were open lol, If ur okay with it, can I request headcanons for Fyodor with an affectionate and thoughtful s/o? (preferably writer, but if it's too specific it's okay not to add it I don't mind <3) just wanna see how adorable god-complex ratman will react to that lol.

Have a noice day!

❥ Fyodor with an affectionate s/o

ᴀ/ɴ: I am honestly speechless, THANK YOU SO MUCH YOU ARE SO SWEET PLS I DONT DESERVE THIS 🥺 I hope you like this one also I have something similar to it here but I wanted to make something longer than it so 💃🏻 I hope you like it luv and again thank you for kind words 🥺💘

Ratman

He likes receiving affection from you but doesn’t really show it

Maybe smol smiles

He finds your hugs really comforting and stress-relieving

If he is ever in a bad mood he will just flop on to top of you

Relaxes to the MAX when you play with his hair

Probably lets you style it too but not too freaky cause he has a reputation and image to uphold

But he is a simp for you so

Probably a yandere too

Expect pinky holding when he is working on a plan or talking to another little shit

Point it out and you will get a silent glare tho

Likes seeing his clothes on you

And when you tell him that you are wearing it because you miss him

Man could just die in peace right then and there

But he is a smug little bitch so he won’t give you the chance to be all high and might about him being absolutely whipped for you

“Apparently you are too small for my clothes; how unfortunate by now, one thought you would’be grown at least a couple more inches. My absolute and genuine sympathy for you dear.”

He adores your caring and thoughtful attitude

Like you get him tea or snacks at night cause you are afraid he didn’t eat enough for the day??

He will hug you and thank you

“Thanks dear.”

Yup I see him as the type to use the classical dear or honey

He spoils you in return tho

Despite being a broke ass and don’t ask me I have no idea how he does so

“Hey dear, I got you this wonderful necklace.”

“Fyodor, how did you get that?”

Cue the TV showing the news with the headline with the picture of the necklace in Fyodor’s hand on top:

‘Breaking News: One of the most expensive necklaces in Japan has been stolen and the culprit is nowhere to be found’

“Fyodor Dostoyevsky.”

“Y/N L/N.”

Wipe off that smug smirk of his I beg of you

Okay but like sometimes when you give him a little kiss on the cheek

He gets so confused

“Ha??”

Other times he is expecting the kiss so he turns to make it land on his lips instead

And then he pulls back with a mischevious smirk plastered on his face

Following that is him acting like nothing happened but enjoying your flustered face

So that writer part, I understood from it that you want your occupation to be a writer, right?

IF THATS THE CASE

He loves when you get inspired from something he does

He takes so much pride in that

Is and will binge read all your works

Probably helps you with ideas

And supports quietly

You are staying up late because of an idea?

He is there

But overdo it and he won’t hesitate to pick you up like a sack of potatoes and back to your shared bedroom will you be thrown

“That’s enough for today, you don’t want to get more wrinkles that you already have now do you?”

I am not letting you forget that he would sometimes be a rat and tease you for god knows what he will find about you <3

Has suggested you write about his so amazing goal of making the world a better place

But he truly is interested in how you view the outcome or making of his desire would be

If you accidentally make a grammar mistake or spelling mistake

He will hold it to you until you die 🥰

Brings it up when he needs comeback when you guys argue about wits or intelligence

“How funny, did you forget how you forgot to spell gorgeous that one time?”

Like lay off dude 🙄

Being a writer is hard especially when you get millions of scenarios and ideas bursting in your head

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do not copy or plagiarize or you will be reported

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[pub-lius]

ACTUALLY Hardcore Facts About Alexander Hamilton

Alright, take two.

I've already typed this entire thing out once, so this is likely going to be a lot more lazy than anything else I will ever post, so :).

Sources: Alexander Hamilton by Ron Chernow; John Laurens and the American Revolution by Gregory D. Massy; The Federalist by Alexander Hamilton; George Washington's Indispensible Men by Authur S. Lefkowitz; Lafayette by Harlow Giles Unger; Who Was Alexander Hamilton? by Pam Pollack and Meg Belviso

Hamilton wished for a war when he was like a baby. So if you know Hamilton, you know that one line where Hamilton says "As a kid of the Carribean, I wished for a war, I knew that I was poor, I knew it was the only way to rISE UP-" in Right Hand Man. Well, that line is based off of a letter Hamilton sent to his childhood bestie, Edward Stevens: "...Ned, my ambition is [so] prevalent that I... would willingly risk my life, tho' not my character, to exalt my station... I'm no philosopher, you see, and may be jus[t]ly said to build castles in the air... I shall conclude by saying I wish there was a war. Alex. Hamilton." Okay, dude, calm down, you're like two years old. I think he was actually like 14-16, but for dramatic purposes we'll say he was an actual infant (do I sound like Chernow?). But I hate how much this letter foreshadows. It's like he jinxed himself, its almost embarrassing.

Hamilton ran a business at 14. Now if you've ever been fourteen and you were like "i think i feel like running a business" literally shut up no one asked. I think this is impressive. When Hamilton was at least 14, the guys the owned Beekman and Cruger (it had a different name by this time but this one sounds cooler) just dipped and left Hamilton in charge. This was actually a pretty good decision, since Hamilton managed it well. There was also this one time where Hamilton told a whole captain of a ship who didn't perform up to standard, "Reflect continually on the unfortunate voyage you have just made and endeavor to make up for the considerable loss therefrom accruing to your owners." This man was so arrogant I wish I had his confidence. Yeah that was cool ig, but if I met teenage-Hamilton, I'd literally hate him.

Hamilton saved the president of his college. Ever the dramatic, Hamilton had a thing for suppressing mobs (though he was pretty much never successful). There was this one time at King's College where a mob formed to "talk" with the president of the university, Dr. Myles Cooper (by "talk" i mean make him into a tory bird). And, according to Who Was Alexander Hamilton? (this book gives me so much joy), "Alexander vowed to protect him [aww]... He stood up to the crowd, telling them that violence would only hurt their cause. He couldn't stop the crowd, but he delayed them long enough for Dr. Myles Cooper to escape in his nightgown," (Pollack and Belviso 27-29). This is a really sweet description of it, but Hamilton was probably calling the mob a bunch of insults and stuff, judging by how he later handled riots. Also, Cooper thought Hamilton was rallying the mob, so he was a complete jerk to Hamilton, but rightfully. Everyone, bully Hamilton. He's short and dead like an idiot.

Hamilton was really cool on the battlefield, don't @ me. Now, despite being a clumsy little gremlin and an absolute dork, Hamilton was a pretty good leader, and I guess veterans deserve to be recognized for their victories or whatever. At the battle of Princeton, one of my favorites, Hamilton had very big, cool guns, and did some cool stuff. "Returning to the final phase of the battle of Princeton, British infantry took refuge inside Nassau Hall, the building that housed the College of New Jersey. American artillery commanded by Capt. Alexander Hamilton [ya boy] was brought to bear on the college building... Washington was on the scene and noticed this young artillery officer who skillfully commanded his gun battery. The general would soon invite Hamilton to become one of his aides-de-camp," (Lefkowitz 92). Wow so cool moving on to Yorktown.

When the Americans were building their fortifications, two British fortifications were in the way. So rude. Consequently, Washington sent The Gay Trio, Lafayette, Laurens, and Hamilton, to uh, silence them. Hamilton pulled off a successful sneak attack, and won the battle swiftly, leading to the American victory in the battle of Yorktown, and therefore the war. "...Colonel Hamilton['s] well known talents and gallantry were on this occasion most conspicuous and serviceable. Our obligations to him, to Colonel Gimat [stan], to Colonel Laurens, and to each and all the officers are above expression..." -Major General Marquis de Lafayette. Lafayette is so nice I would marry him if he was alive and single and legal and not old as hell. Like omg he gave credit to everyone but himself that's so nice I'm such a simp for Lafayette. Anyway, Hamilton was cool too ig.

Hamilton caused the evacuation of Philadelphia like an iDIOT. So, after Brandywine (British victory), Washington sent Hamilton on a foraging mission in Vally Forge to get flour, horseshoes, and tomahawks (not quite as exciting as Yorktown). Well, our clumsy ginger rat got caught, and wrote to the president of Congress, John Hancock, "If Congress have not yet left Philadelphia, they ought to do it immediately without fail, for the enemy have the means of throwing a party [party rockers in the house tonight] this night into the city. I have just now crossed the valley-ford [Valley Forge], in doing which a party of the enemy came down & fired upon us."

Surprise, this turned out not to be the entire goddamn British army, it was just a few scouts sooo... let's just say Philadelphia wasn't happy. "Our Removal from Philad. Was owning to information that General Howe was crossing Schuylkill [River]... However tho' this Intelligence was from one of the General's family (Alexander Hamilton) it was not well founded & we wish we had not left Philad.," -James Duane. Yeeeaaahhh, that's awkward. Not the best way to get your name known in the capital, I must say.

Hamilton was possibly bisexual, and this is hardcore because I say so. Now, I'll add more quotes to this later, but basically heres my interpretation of the historical evidence and whatnot. Basically, Hamilton was a really closed off, cynical guy, since like everyone he ever loved died or left him pretty much, and he wasn't really the type to make and keep close friends; "...how little dependence is to be placed on treaties, which have no other sanction than the obligations of good faith, and which oppose general considerations of peace and justice to the impulse of any immediate interest or passion," (Federalist 64); It is a known fact in human nature, that its affections are commonly weak in proportion to the distance or diffusiveness of the object," (Federalist 73). Um, Mr. Hamilton? You're projecting your trauma on the government again.

Also, despite working with him for like twenty years, Hamilton really never got close to Washington, like at all. He even said to Laurens, "I have no friendship for him and have professed none," in regards to Washington, which is kind of mean. But he ALSO told Laurens:

"Cold in my professions, warm in my friendships, I wish, my dear Laurens, it m[ight] be in my power by action rather than words [to] convince you that I love you. I shall only tell you that till you bade us adieu, I hardly knew the value you had taught my heart to set upon you. Indeed, my friend, it was not well done. You know the opinion I entertain of mankind and how much it is my desire to preserve myself free from particular attachments and to keep my happiness independent of the caprice of others. You s[hould] not have taken advantage of my sensibility to ste[al] into my affections without my consent."

*mocking Hamilton* its YOUR fault that i love you and it was RUDE that you FORCED me to love you how DARE you you SUCK i love you uwu.

Also, at the top of that letter, someone mysterious (probably Hamilton's son) wrote, "I must not publish the whole of this," and Massey still thinks Hamilton was straight.

But yeah, that's about it. I had originally written more at the beginning, but I unfortunately lost the original draft, so I'll just settle for this. I hope you enjoyed, though, and maybe learned something or found a quote you needed or something. I did more research than I wanted to in one sitting for this, so appreciate it or I'll cry. Thanks love you <3

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[slasherwife]

🐻Oh, I stopped to think, how the Slashers would react to their S / O being a witch who reincarnated (doesn’t remember the past life, except how she died.), She does rituals (using some potions, animal bones and blood itself). to raise and control plants and a power related to his death (possibly fire) and have nightmares about his death that usually have phantom pain and vision (in the midst of flames and smoke for example.) kisses from Brazil 🐻

Slashers react to a witch s/o

How do the slashers react with you doing tarot, moon rituals, playing with energies, making potions and doing spells?

🌹🌛🌕🌜🌹how do they react to you controlling the elements and getting forewarning of his death?

Thomas Hewitt

Thomas is lowkey intrigued?

Doesn’t even know what this stuff is??

He’s pretty much clueless, but that doesn���t mean you can’t teach him

If you tell him you’re a witch I have a feeling he’ll be taken aback

“B-but the Bible says—“

“No no, the Bible was originally Aramaic, Tommy— and ‘witch’ in Aramaic meant poisoner, my love. I never poison anyone.” 💖💕💖💕

That should do it 😊

Anyway he will still be bewildered a lil bit, just peepin around the corner watching you doing a tarot reading like Ow0 wot

Will catch animals for you to use for rituals

Do you need human bones too? Cuz he’s got you covered 😊💕

But hearing of your past life death? Seeing you play with fire and plant energies? How the universe practically bows to you? He sees you completely different.

He was standing on the back porch, watching you walk towards him as the grass waved to you and the trees bent in your favor, and he never wanted to be apart from you 🌹😊

You are a starlit goddess, sent to him by mistake— and he thinks you belong to the stars above or in the clouds~~ anywhere but his dark, sad home 😓💖

If you have nightmares about his death, he will go under your wing —begrudgingly— under your constant protection

He doesn’t believe too much of your visions, but he hates seeing you upset and his dark goddess doesn’t deserve paranoia 🥀😓

Jason Vorhees

Whatever Jason thinks, he at least acknowledges at his zombie phase that he isn’t exactly considered natural either.

Tbh you guys would be a total power couple 🤗🥺💖

He would be probably more understanding of your occupation than Tommy, and would embrace you fully 😊

Like “I knew my y/n was special. I knew it!” 😊💕

He doesn’t like that you use animal bones though. “Why the poor animals y/n?? Use human bones instead— here.”

He thinks you have superpowers hah

He loves when you raise the plants to be alive again— it’s like you keep it spring all year and he loves it 🥺💖💕💖🌷

Will be happy that you have them so you can protect yourself if need be 😊

Once you tell him about your past life death and how you can manipulate elements and that you’re getting forewarnings dreams of his death... he won’t be too worried.

First off, any thought of you dying in general is caused him literal physical pain. So he didn’t like you talking about that 🥺💕

You controlling the elements, Fire? He will follow you anywhere hon’. 7’1 immortal zombie legend murderer and powerful sorcerer/ess/witch? Biggest power couple 💕🙌🙌

And then lastly, the only thing Jason will worry about from your dreams is how you will manage with out him. That’s literally it 😂🥺💕💖

He knows he will come back eventually, you can’t kill Jason forever— he physically can’t stay dead lol

He will sheepishly miss all the crazy sex you guys have been having, but you stop your worrying! Jason’s like “my poor bab don’t be so scared— I’ll always come back!” 💕💕💖💕

Michael Myers

Will 1000% pretend your powers don’t interest him.

But just know that he’s peeking around the corner when you absent mindedly play with the candle’s flame while mixing a clarity potion, literally on his toes 😂💕

He loves to be around you when you’re doing candle work, making a potion, practicing controlling the elements— because you exert this powerful and foreign energy aura that’s comforting to him 😊💖💕🥺

Another slasher that will go on a midnight trip of catching animals for you because “ANYTHING FOR YOU, MY GODDESS— 😫💖💕💖💕”

But you wouldn’t even ask for it, he would see you making spell charms or bags with animal bones in it—

And then next thing you know he drops a sack of birds and a goat next to you and walks away???🤭

Do I know where he got the goat?? No I fucking do not xD but it kinda stank so you had to drag it out the back door and get to work 😣

And then obviously he’ll give you human bones as well lel 💕

He likes hearing of your past life death, he thinks it’s cool lol 😊💖

Getting forewarnings of Michael’s death? K.

He wouldn’t be bothered really, but he obviously doesn’t want to die— he’s too stubborn for that 💕💖

This is the only time he will ever listen to you xD barely

Basically like “too bad—I’m going out tonight. But I’ll ‘be careful’ or whatever the fuck you said.”

Another huge power couple btw 🙌💖💕

Bubba Sawyer

He thinks you’re so cool 🥺

He’ll think your tarot readings are a game and he’ll pick up random ones and look at them

(He likes the pictures) 😖💖

He’ll be so curious, like snooping around when you’re doing a ritual, snuggling up against you when you’re saying an incantation—

He’s like a cat💖💕

Oh you like animal bones? What a surprise! His house is literally full of them. 😶🌷

Ya you have an endless supply of animal bones— you won’t ever run out 😂💖💕

You died in your past life? WHAT? Why? *crying*

He will snuggle you all night when you tell him that 🥺

Also thinks you’re a goddess that was sent to him and can NOT wrap his head around the fact that you two met by chance 🥺💖

Cherishes you every single day and will probably be super clingy because you’re just his strong woman who deserves everything for the queen she is— *INHALE* yeah. 😖😖💕💕💖💖

Wait. What? You dreamt of me dying? What abt you will you be okay my little blueberry muffin??

He won’t careeee but at the same time he wants to stay with youuuuu😖💖💕

Just so he can stay alive to be with you, he’ll do everything you say to stay safe and will follow every protocol much to Chop Tops annoyment. 🤷‍♀️😊💕

“No, sorry—Y/n says I can’t do that.”

I love you two together, it gives me the feels 🥺💕💖

Bo Sinclair

Ooooh niceeee

Lowkey interested but probably won’t show it 😆

Like u do u— don’t know don’t care as long as you keep making me pbjs

Prepare for bewildererd looks when he walks in on your using blood/bones for a particular ritual 😳

Like you’ll just be sitting on your bed with your eyes closed, holding a black candle trying to banish negative energy and he’ll walk in—

“Want me to leave...?”

“Shhhhhhh....”

He’ll probably come home one day with an animal skull or something like, “babe I found this owl beak... you want it?” 😂💖💕

He’ll probably tell Lester to catch something while he’s out and about, and then take it and tell you that he got it for you all by himself😂💕

Lowkey scared of you sometimes

He’s not scared of blood, but like y are u using it..??

Tried not to piss you off too much so you hex him or something xD 💖💕

You: *manipulating fire and wind out back*

Bo, walking in on it: bitch what the fu—

If you tell him you’re getting visions of his death, he’ll probably be super skeptical and give you it a smartass remark— probably ask if you’ve been smoking the mugwort too 😳😶

But if you persist on it— he’ll get frustrated but will listen to you because he doesn’t like seeing u upset 🥺🌷

Brahmsie

Bitch wtf u doin?

So confused— explain now

This little shit will go through all of your stuff and take what he thinks is cool and will probably piss off your deities (if u have deities) 😂

You’ll have to make him apologize and have him give it back~~which I wish you the best of luck w 😂💖💕

You’ll just be minding your own business when Brahmsie is looking at your things—

The he legit looks at you dead in the eyes and takes your dragon figurine and disappears into the walls, much to your panic 😓😶😶

But since you can do all this stuff, now 3x more scared of you even tho you’re a small bean in comparison to him— 😳💕🌷

You threatened to hex him if he didn’t start actin right and he started being nice real quick 😂🙌💕💕

Where did u get that blood? 😶😳

Using animal bones? Use the dead rats y/n! Duh!

Bonus for him if he manages to sack the grocery boy and take his bones too 😶💘

“ANYTHING FOR YOU MY QUEEN!” 🙌😭💖💖

If he finds you controlling the elements and sees u controlling fire.... he leaves immediately dont you know he’s terrified of fire??

Yeah uh he demands in a shaky voice that you stop doing that or else ☹️😶he doesn’t like fire at all

But that’s okay cuz you’re still the fuckin coolest person hes ever been w! 😆💘

Wait wut...? You’re saying I’m gonna die? UWU SAVE ME Y/N I DONT WANNA DIEEE

He will literally get so scared when you tell him you’re getting forewarnings of his death, and will go under your wing definitely the most willingly 😅💓💓

Whatever, more cuddles for him! And some other things 😏

I hope u liked ittt! Sorry I’ve not the time to post ANYTHING lately— it took me 5 days to finish this one because of how busy w school I am— but I hope you like it!! 💖💖

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[amindofstone]

Match up No.12

Anon said:

(Somehow this turned out to be longer than expected omg I'm sorry(｡ŏ﹏ŏ) ) Hi! How's your day? This is my first time sending literally anything on this app and I'm really nervous haha👉👈could I request a mash-up? I'm a female, INTJ, Leo, I’m 1.61 tall , I have shoulder length black curly hair and hazel eyes. I'm really introverted and I rarely speak but when I get comfortable I like to talk and joke a lot! (1/2)

I like to think that I'm confident tho deep down I'm insecure about a lot of things lmao. I speak three languages (English, Italian and Arabic) I like to draw, I listen to music most of the time and I'm good at cooking tho I don't do it that often. That's all thank you (；^ω^）(2/2)

a/n:

Hey there! How are you doing? I am so sorry for making you wait for so long. But here I am hopefully giving you want you wanted. And there is absolutely no need to be nervous dear. You´re doing just fine. And I´m glad to know about more trilingual people in here. English, Italian and Arabic. What a beautiful but also interesting combination. Anyways I hope you will like with what I came up with. If there is anything you don´t like make sure to tell me. I will work on it and do it better. Other than that happy reading my dear anon!

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Warning(s): Maybe grammatical or spelling mistakes since English is my third language and I´m still improving in every aspect (Please have mercy on that.)

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- Well, well my dear anon. I decided to pair you up with Vinsmoke Sanji because I think that you need lots of love and appreciation. And I think that he is someone who can give you all of that and even more.

- You were walking around the deck of the Sunny. Thinking about everything but also nothing at the same time. One minute you were thinking about your friend who send you a letter just yesterday and minutes later you would be walking around with a empty head. For a person that barely talked or spoke up about anything your mind was always somehow occupied with something.

- Two months. Since two months you were sailing with the strawhats who recruited you to join the crew of the future pirate king.

- You liked all of the crew members. But out of all of them you liked Robin and Zoro the most since they were pretty chill and calm people. They were quite and didn´t talk much. You could be sitting next to them without having to hold conversations. You could be sitting next to each other without a glimpse of awkwardness.

- Every member of the strawhat crew knew that you weren´t the most talkative person and accepted you the way you were. But still they somehow always tried to get you to talk. And one of them tried that the most. That person was none other than the ships cook, Sanji.

- You were aimlessly walking around the ship with eyes fixed on the ground when you felt your legs getting tired. You were close to the tree with the swing so you took the opportunity to take a seat on the swing and slowly sway yourself back and forth. You were once again lost in your thoughts when you felt a blanket being placed over your shoulder. The sudden contact made you flinch slightly and look up only to find the first mate standing in front of you. “Oi are you okay? I went to train in the crow’s nest around 6 pm when I saw you walk around on your own.”, with a visibly confused and a tilted head you were looking the green haired man in the eyes. “And?”, you wondered. Zoro raised a brow. “Y/N. It´s half past nine now. Didn´t you realize how dark it got? You´re pretty weird but that’s fine since none of us are normal. Not even Nami who´s not a devil fruit user.”, the words of the swordsman made you laugh. “Thank you for the blanket but I am not weird. I am just not really talkative like some of ya´ll. ”, you said while cuddling into the blanket. “I am fine with that. In fact that makes me like you the most since you´re pretty chill. Anyways I gotta go and shower. It´s your turn with the night watch I suppose. Good luck with that stupid cook. Night.”, without waiting for a reply he left you alone.

- When you thought you were alone footsteps could be heard behind you. You took a look at your left just to find Sanji walking down the stairs in black pants and a white shirt. Rolled up sleeves showing that he left the kitchen minutes ago and a new cigar between his lips he walked down the stairs with one hand in his pocket. No matter how he put a step he always looked elegant and gracious. “It kinda makes me sad to see that you talk and even laugh with that marimo but not me. Did I do something wrong my dear?”

- Out of all the people on the ship you never thought of hearing such a question come from the gentlest and loving person. You never thought that he would ever ask such a question because you always thought he could and would understand you without having to speak about it. “You seem to not like me much. Are you?”, he said with a beautiful smile upon his lips.

- “It´s not like that. It´s just that he never makes me talk. He listens when I do but other than that he never tries to make me speak because he understands that I don´t like to talk much. And when I do out of nervousness he makes me stop and takes over. He might not look like it but he truly is a understanding man. And so is Robin.”, “And I am not?”, you shook your head and smiled back at the cook. “You´re different. You are my comfort and save place.”

- The words that left your lips made Sanji widen his eyes out of shook. For a second his mind went blank but quickly was able to pull himself back together. He lit up the cigar between his lips and put both of his hands in his pocket.

- Sanji always tried his best to get you to talk and look people in the eyes when you did but he never forced you into anything. He always tried his best to make you speak out your thoughts and opinion on everything as gentle as possible. He was always caring towards you and always kept an eye on you. He understands you better than you do. He can read through your facet that was supposed to show a brave and strong you. A woman that was not shy. A extroverted, active woman. He was able to look into your soul and give you whatever your heart desired. No matter if it was food, clothes, books or simply the comfort of a silent room.

- “I really appreciate your words. In fact I am honored to have you see me worthy enough to be beside and with you. Although I wish for it to be more than that.”, out of habit you tiled your head slightly to the side that showed your confusion. You were about to ask what he meant but got cut off when he pulled you back up on your feet. “Let´s go and have a little snack.”

- With no other words leaving you, you let him lead you to the kitchen not knowing that your little head tilt made his heart melt and his soul to bust the biggest uwu.

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[ookami-tsun]

Hiii! Can I ask for a romantic match up? Preferably with the older boys (Childe, Diluc, Zhongli, etc!) Since I'd rather not disclose my age AAAA

I'm a bisexual- leaning more on men! I'm around 5'5", filipino, and have a pretty lanky build! I have short brown hair that I don't usually style, dark brown eyes, and slightly tanned skin- though I'm paler than most in my family!! I usually dress really casual, even when going out ><

My personality.. I'm really socially awkward, but if I like someone enough then I can easily warm up to them and converse! I'm interested in learning new things, and am honestly a hopeless romantic!! I love romantic cliches and tropes and imagining stuff like that! I like to read and I draw a lot!! Most of my art is centered on romance ehe

I'm pretty hyperactive and clingy- mostly because I've yet to understand how people actually converse and what the norms are JGNFJ so I might come off as oversensitive at times, but I really would love to learn more so I can make more friends!!

Anyways, that's pr much it,, i hope i didnt miss anything AAAA I absolutely love your writing and hope to read more in the future!!

haihai, i had a little difficulty in thinking of a matchup as well as writing it, the matchup might seem a little ooc but none the less i hope u enjoy the matchup uwu (im sorry to any fans or simps that may be insulted by my writing for this matchup)

Anyways... I match you with Zhongli !!!

Zhongli :

I feel that you and Zhongli would compliment each other very well. You're interested in learning new things ?? That's great especially when you basically have an walking encyclopedia as your significant other (im sorry to any Zhongli fans or simps if u find that statement offensive)

You love to read and draw stuff with the romance theme aye? I believe that if you happen to leave some of those books or drawings lying around, Zhongli would help to pack up the area neatly (unless your the kind of person that likes stuff being an organized mess, my study table is messy to people but i can find the things i need... usually... *looks away innocently*)

Of course while Zhongli helps to organize your stuff, he would definitely take a peek at what you were reading or drawing, well assuming if you walked in while he was peeking at your stuff... congrats you have probably found a blushing Zhongli... when you go on a date with Zhongli, he would probably try to recreate all the scenarios he read in the romance book you left behind (did u leave it behind intentionally for him tho... hehe i had my fun ill stop teasing now uwu)

Since your a hopeless romantic (i dont know why, but it pains me to say that to someone??) and you love romantic clichés and troupes, Zhongli would be less " experienced " in this " field " compared to you. Zhongli would definitely be interested to learn of this " romance " you speak of and he would be willing to try out all these clichés with you (sorry i dont really know any romance clichés? i only know the cliché where everyone else knows that two people like each other except themselves)

Since both you and Zhongli have yet to understand how people actually converse or interact as well as what the " norms " (is there even "norms" to begin with? i understand there is etiquette but like "norms" ? i cant really relate per say ? i tend to say everything bluntly to people... sugarcoating? never heard of it... is it edible? ) i wouldn't be surprised if both of you were in a library or bookstore trying learn more about " human interactions " and even if you guys don't find anything useful, it wouldn't matter since all that matters is that you have each other uwu

Even though you are hyperactive and clingy, i think you and Zhongli would be a great match as he wouldn't be " disturbed " (i couldnt think of a better word, im sorry) by it, in fact i think he would enjoy it instead as he would find it rather adorable instead.

Overall i think this relationship would be very sweet, cute and extremely fluffy uwu

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