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In The Moon's Shadow (Yandere Kokushibo x Reader) Ch6 My Name

(Warning: Kokushibo threatens someone. Y/n gets a cut on her hand. Mentioning of scars on her hands. Mentioning of discrimination against demons.

The patterns for the candles Kokushibo wants is linked below. Pics not mine, they're all found on Pinterest:

Pale White-Blue blueberry scented Candle:

https://pin.it/68rfj8GYM

Green mint scented Candle:

https://pin.it/1H0fAWex8

Pink cherry blossom scented candle:

https://pin.it/62SIvvgnP

Baby blue violet scented candle:

https://pin.it/1uhbbKt9l

White vanilla scented candle:

https://pin.it/ELGQDvXq9

Beige peach scented candle:

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"He was real."

"I KNOW THAT! STOP RUBBING IT IN MY FACE!!"

"I'm not-"

"DON'T TALK BACK TO ME!!"

You sighed and only rolled your eyes before just going back to carving small lemon scented soap into a sun. A few more of your little soaps had been bought since the mysterious samurai had finally left nearly three weeks ago now. A feeling of relief flooded you after that for one because finally the demon was gone, and because he had showed up on time proving to your boss that you'd been right all along. Since that day things were awkward and oddly quiet around work with your boss only speaking to you about work related things..Until you decided to finally address the elephant in the room and quietly brought up the man, only for her to snap back to her old self again and bark orders. She muttered to herself now not looking at you and busing herself by dusting off the lower shelves.

It certainly had been an experience.

You had never expected to run into a demon. You never expected to be paid in gold. And you certainly wasn't expecting to ever see him again after this. After all why would he even come back here? He had gotten what he wanted from you and didn't need anything else if he was passing through to his brother's engagement party then there really wasn't any reason for him to come back. He stayed around kong enough anyways. He paid, he took what he wanted, and then he left. Nothing more, nothing less. Life resumed as usual as soon as he left. Your regular local customers came and went. You smiled at people and waved at them. It was as peaceful as it had been before you met the demon.. Although you had forgotten his name. He only said it once and the situation had been overwhelming enough for you to not focus on that small detail.

However life went on as normal.

You weren't sure what to do with the gold you'd gotten so for now you put it in a small hiding spot in your home for safe keeping. Never knew when an emergency might pop up. For now you were content with just going about your life and carving your cute little soap sculptures. A sun hadn't been one you were planning on carving but you were reminded of the red candle you carved the sun on when you saw your boss making more of them. This particular soap bar was yellow, so why not carve it into a sun? You got halfway done that particular day and you weren't in any hurry. It could be worked on more tomorrow.

"I want you to meet someone for me. Please."

Well....That was certainly something you weren't expecting this morning.

You had just arrived back to work that morning, your boss requested you cook for her which you obliged. It wasn't out of the ordinary for her to request you to do things like her laundry or cooking. And you had just grabbed the broom to start sweeping the front again. However you had looked up briefly hearing the familiar shuffling footsteps of your boss as she came in. At the time you didn't pay her too much mind other than saying good morning but when she spoke that sentence you were so taken aback you ended up silently staring at her. Did ...Did your boss just say please? YOUR boss? To YOU of all people?! You stared at her for what must've been forever before she rolled her eyes and sighed.

"I need you to make a delivery for me," she clarified holding up a box covered by a cloth. The fain scent of food came from inside.

...oh..OH. A delivery. Of course it was involving something work related. Silently you leaned the broom against a shelf and reached out to take it from her. ".. Isn't this the good I made for you just a little while ago?"

"Yes, but it doesn't matter. I need you to take it to my grandson." She waved you off as you blinked confused before pointing towards the door. "He lives on the street just behind my home. You can't miss it. It's the only home with a bush next to it."

You weren't sure what to think about this. She wanted you to make her food only to go give it to her grandson?? If she wanted you to cook some food for her grandson then why didn't she just ask you to cook for him in the beginning? Instead of arguing with her you just decided to take it from her.

"Right...Is there any reason why he wanted this?"

"He's busy working and I simply promised to send over food to him. He already knows you're making it for him."

You slowly nodded. "Alright."

Strange but nothing too out of the ordinary. In fact you found it kinda sweet she'd care about her grandson like that. So you were off. Carrying the small bento box wrapped up in your hands and you slipped between two houses to make it quicker. After all it was just the street right behind your boss's house. You popped right out and stopped in the middle of the dirt road. Scanning your eyes around, you easily spotted a house with a bush by its door just two homes away from you. It took no time at all for you to walk on over, hop up the steps, and then knock loudly on the door. There was silence were a few seconds before footsteps approached and a second later the door slid open. You smiled..but paused when you saw who it was.

"O-Oh...Are uh..Are you the grandson of the later that owns the fragrance store?"

Before you stood a...man. About your age. He lazily looked at you with glasses that made his eyes look too tiny. He yawned in your face and rubbed his neck. Hair a mess and clothes wrinkled like he had just crawled back out of bed. Wasn't he supposed to be working? He took his sweet time staring at you before finally answering.

"Yes." You visibly winced at his voice. It sounded like a cross between a chicken with a cold and a raspy old man who smoked for the past forty years. "What do you want, Woman?"

...You rose a bold brow at him but wanting to get this over with you just held up the box. "Your grandmother asked me to bring this to you."

He stared at the box before looking back at you with a frown. "Oh. You must be the girl. Well it's about time you showed up!" He snatched it away from you harshly. "I expect things from now on to be on time! I'm busy copying important documents."

From now on? It's not like you worked for him! With an inhale you stepped back. "Well. It was..nice to know you got your food. Excuse me. I have to get back to work." With a grimace you turned and walked off quickly grimacing. "Oh. I really see the family resemblance." You muttered under your breath.

"Well?" That was the first thing your boss said to you as you stepped back into the shop.

"Oh. He got his food like you asked."

Her brows furrowed. "Is that all? What did he say?"

"Well...." He was incredibly rude. "He said he was working on copying important documents." Even though you didn't believe him.

"That's my Sabo!," she gushed proudly. "Such a hard worker. Just like his grandfather."

You grimaced at her. "He certainly is... something else."

"Yes he is. He's not like other men."

You briefly wondered what poor woman married her son and was unfortunate enough to give birth to that 'something else'. "Right. I'm just going to finish sweeping now."

You assumed that would be the last time her grandson would be brought up but you were again surprised by the fact he was brought up three days later.

"You want me to clean his house this week?"

You were absolutely not expecting her to be assigning this task to you at all. But your boss just nodded confusing you further. Why would she want you to clean her grandson's house?

"And everything else he might need done. Windows, dusting, laundry, dishes- I want it all done by at least sunset tomorrow."

"Doesn't he take care of that himself? Or have his family help him with that?"

She scowled. "You'll do as I say. Poor Sabo is taking a well deserved break from work and spending some well deserved quality time with me and my son today. You're to go over immediately and get started!"

You gave her a deadpanned look. Now you were cleaning up her grandson's home today? Sigh. Ok. His home was a two roomed house and not very big. It shouldn't take too long. However you severely underestimated the state of the home. You opened the door to an empty house...And a very MESSY house. Where was dishes and laundry strewn about EVERYWHERE!! Crumpled up papers, apple cores, and other forms of trash were littered the floor alongside the dishes and laundry. And the whole place STANK!! A mountain of ashes was stacked high in the fireplace as if it had never been cleaned out after winter! And his bedsheets...You turned your head and coughed trying not to be sick. How could one person let their house be this bad? Sucking in a deep breath you braced yourself and turned to walk in.

The first thing you did was open up all the doors and windows you could find letting in fresh air to filter through the place. The second thing you did was the laundry wanting to get that done before tackling the floor. If you did all the laundry before you cleaned the floor then they'll dry before the end of the day...and they seemed like the worst part so you might as well do it and get it over with. Out went the whole futon pillows and all along with any other laundry to be washed. The next thing you did was to pick up the dishes and throw them aside to be washed before grabbing the broom and sweeping any and all trash just put the door and onto the streets with the ashes. They could deal with the trash if they didn't like it in front of the house. You were only told to take care of the house not the roads. The floors were scrubbed clean from any leftover grime before you could move onto the less stressful tasks of actually cleaning the dishes and dusting off what little furniture that was actually in the house which wasn't a lot. So you were making excellent progress.

The bathroom was the worst to clean out though. You were NEVER doing it again. A shudder ran down your spine just remembering what it looked like before you cleansed it from the pits of hell it was drowned in.

You were just finishing up cleaning what windows the house had when the door was suddenly wretched open causing you to jump as someone stomped in. That someone was your boss's grandson. Sabo if you remembered right. He just came right in and paused looking around everywhere. Behind him shuffled in the form of your boss as she suddenly clasped her hands and pushed at her...'precious' grandson.

"See? What did I tell you?"

His eyes looked around the place. A hand reached out to run a finger along a shelf before examining it and humming when he saw no dust. Then he look at you in the middle of cleaning the windows ... before scowling. "She still hasn't finished! You said everything would be finished by the time we got back!"

"I'm almost done with the windows," you calmly assured him even if you were completely annoyed on the inside. His stupid voice hurt your ears. "Then I can go bring the wash in. It should be dry by now."

"Where's my dinner?!," he rudely demanded ignoring everything you completely said. "A man expects to come back home to a clean house and home cooked meal waiting for him!"

"No one asked me to cook for you."

"I shouldn't have to! It should already be common sense!"

You gave him a deadpanned look before just turning and finished with what you started. "I'll get your laundry in just a moment."

"Why you-!"

"It's alright, Dear." His grandmother cooed at him patting his arm. "I'll make you dinner tonight. Let her finish taking care of you."

He huffed and crossed his arms. "Hmph. She has a lot to learn still. My porch hasn't even been scrubbed."

"It's alright, Dear. I'll take care of it." She shot you a dirty look. "How could you forget something as important as the front of the house?!"

"You just asked me to take care of the inside of the house and most of the chores. The only thing outside I was aware that I needed to do was clean the outside of the windows."

"Forgive her, Sabo. She's always like this." You gave her a look as she continued to scold you. "Finish up and go clean off the porch! You've wasted enough of our time!"

You only sighed and continued finishing up the last window. This would indeed be a long day. You didn't get a chance to even go home until around sundown. You just silently brought in the cleaned wash up, listened to them both complain that you didn't fold them before bringing them inside, and then just went out to scrub the porch and steps. You left right after without telling either of them. If they didn't like it then his grandmother could cook for him and fold his laundry, of he could not be a lazy dirty pig and clean it up himself. He was a grown man for crying out loud. Also if your boss was so worried about her precious grandson then why doesn't she just take care of him? Or get his parents to do it? Whatever. You did what was asked of you, you shouldn't be bothered with it anymore.

Oh how fate loved dealing you a bad hand.

"You want me to what?"

"Restock his firewood supply."

You ended up staring at her like she was crazy. "And how exactly am I to do that?"

She scoffed. "There's already a pile of firewood behind his house. Bring some inside to place by the fire pit and take care of anything else you see that needs to be dealt with before you come back."

"... Didn't I just clean his entire home yesterday? And why doesn't he do those things himself?"

"I'll let you have the rest of this week off. WITH pay."

"...."

Well...When she put it like that. You could use a few days off for relaxing by yourself, and she'd still pay you too! Guess she didn't want to do everything for her lazy grandson as well. But-

"Won't be be home?"

"He's with his father conducting business with the Kadashi family up the road. So he won't be in your way."

Well if he wasn't going to be there then you guessed it would be fine. You're also getting a reasonable compensation out of it so it wouldn't be so bad. Besides it was just bringing in some firewood.

...It was not just bringing in some firewood.

You got there and opened the door and found a small pile of dirty dishes leftover from the night before from what you assumed your boss made dinner with, and all the clean laundry from yesterday just dropped in a pile by an unmade bed. THEY HADN'T FOLDED THEM AT ALL?! OR AT LEAST DID THE DISHES!? Your anger rose as you shot a scowl back towards your boss's home. Why those greedy people! They must've left these for you to do for daring not to do it yesterday. Rotten people! At least the rest of the home was still clean. You made quick work folding, washing, making the bed, and bringing in enough firewood to last him for a few days leaving the chopped logs by the fireplace before returning to finish what work you had to your boss.

"Well?" She asked you as you came back in and grabbed a small crate of sage incense bundles to put on one of the shelves. But for some reason she had a..hopeful smile on her face.

This time you didn't bother to hide your annoyance at the situation. "Everything is in order like you asked but he could've not have left a giant mess for me to fix."

Immediately her hopeful smile at you frowned. "Is that it? Nothing else to say?"

You rose a brow at her in the middle of putting another bundle on the shelf. "Yes. What else is there to say about it?"

She scoffed and waved you off looking angry. "Nevermind. Just finish restocking that shelf and then mop up the front here."

Your brow rose higher than before but you were already annoyed so you just decided to finish the work before you could go home. You didn't feel like fighting with the walking headache anymore today. What was that about anyways? Whatever. Her weird family was none of your concern. You just hoped she didn't think you'd put up with taking care of a man child on top of your job here and already doing things for her. However you'd unfortunately run into them again a lot sooner than you thought.

It had been a two days into your peaceful little vacation away from work. You decided to go to one of the local farmers and see if you could buy a pound of rice from him. So...there you were. Minding your own business. And then you turned to leave once you gave the money to the farmer and got your rice. And you saw them. Or more correctly they saw you. Your boss stopped walking and stared at you for a long moment before turning to bark at a two men and a woman behind her, pointed out you, and then all four walked over to you.

Oh no .

What did she want now? She better not ask you to do anything for her on your days off. You'd DEFINITELY not be doing anything else for her grandson. Especially now. A tired sigh escaped your body before you braced yourself as they stopped in front of you.

"Y/n!," she barked your name loudly.

"Oh hello. It's...nice to see you today," you politely greeted despite how you felt. "What are you doing out today?"

The old woman proudly pointed behind her. "I'm going to lunch with my family. My son has just finished his business with a tenant and allowed his wife to join us."

'Allowed?' You didn't like how that sounded. You looked behind her. There was a middle aged man and woman, not as old as your boss but definitely a lot older than you. The man looked exactly like his mother. Resting annoyed face and looked incredibly annoyed just staring at you as if you were the cause of it. The woman standing next to him just looked bored and uninterested in anything. And the third man was Sabo. He looked a little more presentable but like his father and grandmother, wore an annoyed face. Yep. They were all definitely related to one another.

"Oh yes. I see them around town sometimes." You nodded at them. "How do you do? It's a nice day today. Don't you think?"

"Yes," the man said rudely and bluntly as his wife just...stared.

You waited for them to say anything else...but they didn't do you awkwardly smiled. "Well it was nice to meet you but I have some chores to do at home-"

"She's taken adequate care of Sabo's house as of late," your boss interrupted you, "She even cooked him a meal."

"She could've been more precise," Sabo complained with a scoff crossing his arms, "It took her two days to get everything done and didn't even cook me dinner!"

"Well, I am not working as a maid, Sir," you spoke up with an annoyed narrow of your eyes, "I am an assistant at a fragrance store. I'm sure cooking and cleaning doesn't come with the job."

"Women working," his father spoke up annoying, "A laughable reality really." Your brow twitched annoyed. "A woman's place is at home with the children."

".... Doesn't your mother own the shop and employ me?"

"I own the house."

Yet he allows his mother to run a shop and at the same time demean other women for working? You decided that you didn't like any of these people. "WELL...It was certainly a surprise to see you all again but I need to go home and make lunch-"

"Good. You can show them how well you cook."

You looked back to your boss. "...What?"

She looked at you like it should be obvious. "You need to show your possible in-laws how well you can take care of house and husband obviously. Cooking is one of the most important skills a wife needs to know."

Silence.

You stared at them blankly. Going to each of their faces before back to your boss. You didn't say anything processing the words that she had had just spoken to you. "...I'm.. sorry. Come again? I don't think I heard you correctly."

She scoffed. "How naive are you?!" She crossed her arms looking at you with a scowl. "Obviously if you're going to marry Sabo you need to show worth to your in-laws first!"

"WHAT?!" You nearly dropped the bag of uncooked rice in your hands out of shock. Jaw dropping and eyes going wide. There's no possible way you heard that right! Who in their right mind would think that you two were together?! "WHO SAID THAT I WAS GOING TO MARRY HIM?"

"Well obviously you would," she said matter of factly like it was obviously her fantasy world would come to life if she demanded it enough. "After you turned down that nice Nori boy for years, there's hardly anyone else your age in town for you to marry. My Sabo isn't going to be young forever and he's graciously agreed to do you the favor of offering marriage when clearly you won't be able to find anyone else." She sighed. "He's such a sweet boy."

"Whoa! Wait a moment!" You held up a hand frowning deeply. "When did I ever agree to marry him or even shown interest in that?!"

Again she scoffed. "You were supposed to take initiative when you brought over his food and saw what good things he could provide you in his home!"

You ...you just blinked. "Are you serious? ...I made that food for YOU because you asked me too, and then I brought it to him because YOU asked me too. I didn't cook it for him!"

"It was a test for you so he can see how well you cooked. You obviously need more lessons but he found it edible enough."

'Edible enough?' "I didn't assume it was a test! And about the other thing, I only cleaned his house the first time because again you asked me too! I wouldn't have done it otherwise for any other reason!" You still had nightmares about cleaning that bathroom. "And I only went back a second time because you made a deal with me for my break off! I wasn't cleaning his home to show off my cleaning skills!"

"Yes. About that, you still need more practice to be more thorough and quick," Sabo piped up again annoyed, "And then you left without finishing up or making me dinner. That reflects bad on a prospective wife."

"I'm NOT your wife!" You all but bellowed out causing a few people on the street to look at you. "I'm not even interested in you! You're rude to me and can't even clean!"

Your boss gasped clutching her kimono offended as if you called her grandson every curse word under the sun. "HOW DARE YOU?! MY GRANDSON IS THE MOST ELIGIBLE BACHELOR IN TOWN!! IF ALL THESE OTHER WOMEN WEREN'T ALREADY MARRIED, THEY'D ALL BE FIGHTING FOR HIM!!" Oh yeah? Then how come he wasn't already married off then? "YOU SHOULD BE GRATEFUL I'D EVEN CONSIDER TAKING YOU AS A GRANDDAUGHTER-IN-LAW!!"

"I'd be more grateful if you didn't." You bluntly spoke deadpanned before bowing. "It was very nice to meet all of you but I'll have to decline your offer. I'm NOT interested. Excuse me. I have to go home now. Please have a nice day. I'll see you again at work next Monday, Ma'am." With that you quickly turned and walked off leaving them floored.

"HOW DARE YOU?! YOU CAN FORGET ABOUT BEING PAID FOR THE REST OF THIS YEAR THEN!!"

You walk faltered. Slowly coming to a stop... before you suddenly inhaled and continued walking. Fine then! If she wanted to play that game then fine. You could survive by gathering food from the woods and there's not many things you had to actually buy anyways. You already learnt a long time ago how to spread your money thin to survive. You could survive the rest of the year like that if you had to. She continued to curse you out as you stomped away feeling frustrated, annoyed, and so, so angry!!

What was seriously wrong with these people?!

Making you take care of her grown adult lazy rude good for nothing grandson with the ulterior motive of you just magically falling for his repulsive personality! It sounded like a bad romance novel! Oh yes! Surely you would enjoy cleaning up his filth so much that you would have no choice but to dedicate the rest of your life to being a second mother to this man child- WHAT THE HELL WERE THEY THINKING!? And the nerve of trying to matchmake you without even asking! You may tolerate a lot in order to survive around here but that doesn't mean you're going to just marry someone because they want you to! THAT'S LUDICROUS!!

AND WHAT THE HELL DID SHE MEAN BY POOR NORI!?

That guy was never a good man to begin with!! He nearly killed an old man last December after getting drunk and picking a fight with him because he bumped into him!! There was a reason why he was exiled by everyone else!! Thank the gods too. You didn't know how much more you could take of him bothering you. He was almost as bad as your boss and her family. But you weren't surprised that she didn't see anything wrong with another terrible person. With annoyance you stomped off back towards your home. It looks like instead of relaxing you'd be busy planning out the rest of the year's budget with what money you had.

"You'd be set for life! You're making a foolish mistake!" That was the first thing said to you when you came back to work on Monday.

Set up to be someone's caretaker for life she met. "Thank you for the offer but I'm not interested."

And again a little while later you met Sabo. Or more like he showed up to his grandmother's home as she left. Although by the wink she gave him before going out to 'run errands' you doubted it was a coincidence. He proceeded to drone on and on and ON about nothing but himself-

"So my family makes pretty good money in town. My father practically owns all of it." He leaned against the shelf as you picked up the many things he knocked off but didn't pick up. "He gained even more property when he married my mother. Now he rents all the buildings out to everyone else who uses them. I don't have to work a day in my life thanks to his fortune and I'll just inherit everything when they die-"

"Fascinating.. Really." Your sarcastic blunt tone went right over his head as you shot him an annoyed look still picking up the mess he made.

"I know. So you wouldn't have to do anything but tend to my needs."

"I'm really not interested-"

"Did I mention that he owns those people? If he wanted to he could demand half their crops as payment!"

You tuned him out and ignored him after that. He didn't even notice you left to go back home at the end of the day too busy complaining that you didn't cook him anything while you were busy working (duh you were WORKING) and his grandmother hadn't left him anything to eat either. You just went home. The next day you were scolded for not dropping everything to cook her precious grandson lunch and dinner... Despite the fact she left you alone to run the ENTIRE store by yourself all day AND Sabo kept making messes you had to clean up. Constantly knocking things over, moving things around from their rightful place, and anything else else he did. It was like he was a literal walking natural disaster! Like Sabo, you tuned her out and just did what you had to do before going back home. The next week was the same. Sometimes Sabo would visit only to talk at you about himself or to just complain about everything. He never bothered to talk to YOU about stuff YOU like. He only ever asked how well you could cook and clean and raise hypothetical children if he ever bothered to ask you anything at all. You had tried ONE day to try and talk to him putting in a lot of effort. But he always either somehow always steered the conversation back onto himself, ignored what you said completely, shouted over you for 'interrupting him', complained, and insulted you. You gave up halfway through and went back to tuning him out which is what he seemed to want the most.

Until one day things changed and got a lot more complicated.

You had been sitting there in the middle of carving a blue violet scented soup into a small fish. Ignoring him and tuning him out as usual except the door was open with how warm it was. He never seemed to notice the difference anyways. Well today he seemed to finally notice because he scowled. Then suddenly you felt a hand grabbed your shoulder making you jump.

"WHEN I'M TALKING TO YOU I EXPECT YOU TO PAY ATTENTION TO ME!!"

And he yanked you back by the shoulder. And your hand slipped. And a cut was made right across your your hand. You screamed out in pain dropping the carving knife and soap to clutch your wrist! Immediately he let go and the sounds of your scream attracted your boss who shuffled out of the back.

"What is with all that racket?!," she demanded.

"Your stupid helper was clumsy and cut herself!," Sabo spat pointing at you annoyed.

You paid them no mind clutching your hand hissing as a stinging pain throbbed from it. You slowly opened your alm and saw a three inch cut along your calm up and down. Thank goodness it wasn't deep at all but that doesn't mean it still didn't sting-

"It seems not only are you an annoying wench, but incredibly stupid too."

All three of them stopped and turned to the doorway. Your boss froze and her face paled. Sabo looked annoyed and confused. And you went wide eyed. A very tall man stood in the door, long burgundy hair and a large hat hiding his upper face. A black and purple checkered haori coat around his shoulders and a katana secured to his side. All the color drained from your face as your eyes widened and a pit formed in your stomach.

The demon had returned .

He casually took a step inside when no one spoke and turned his head towards. "... You are harmed."

...You blinked. "I...I-Its not a deep cut." You managed to softly speak out.

A second later a large hand holding a white cloth was held out to you. You blinked looking at it before looking up at him. "Stop the bleeding and clean the wound. You'll be needing your hands."

You looked between him and the handkerchief.. before you slowly took it from him. "T-Thank you."

"You also had a cut hand when we first met. Has that healed correctly?"

Surprised you blinked again. You didn't even know that he noticed that. "Um." You nodded. "Yes. I'm alright. Thank you for asking. I cut myself by accident all the time-"

"This was not an accident." His harsh tone made you stop talking as he slowly turned now to Sabo. "You are at fault."

Sabo scoffed. "If she wasn't so clumsy then she wouldn't have gotten hurt." He crossed his arms sneering at the demon. "She should've listened to me from the start. A wife needs to learn her place-"

"I AM NOT YOUR WIFE!" The demon tilted his head back to you as you stood up with a scowl. "For the last time I'm not marrying you, I never agreed to have anything to do with you, and I want nothing to do with you!"

"Shut up and know your place! If we're courting-"

"We're NOT courting! You just bother me at work!"

"Yes we are! Now why don't you shut up and actually be useful by making me some lunch you-"

SHING-

Sabo. Froze. As a shiny metal blade was pressed against his throat where the jugular was. It happened so fast no one saw it coming. The demon blankly stood firm, holding the sword to his neck.

"Hold your tongue or I will cut it out to shut you up." The demon spoke calmly.

"How DARE you! My father owns half this village and-" He was silenced when the sword pushed further into his skin.

"I will not repeat myself. Get out now. If I should hear you came to bother this woman again, I'll keep my promise and be sure that you never speak again." The sword was removed from his neck. Sabo nearly collapsed hitting a shelf and knocking multiple soap bars and bags of bath salts down before he scrambled to his wobbly legs and ran out the open doorway. You watched Sabo disappear before a hum got your attention back onto the demon. "You are very troublesome aren't you?"

You blinked before frowning. "It's not my fault. He's a stubborn man that couldn't take a hint."

The katana was out away with a small click. "It seems like you two know each other."

"Only as acquaintances. His family tried to set us up for a marriage but I refuse."

His head turned to you and you saw one of his lower eyes peek out at you between his bangs. "You didn't accept his offer? If his family owns half this village then that would mean you would marry into a well off family."

"He wasn't interested in me for that." He hummed in question at you. "He's lazy, spoiled, and self centered. And that's me putting it nicely. I was paid to clean his house and a literal pig pen was cleaner than it."

"Disgusting."

You nodded. "I'm not marrying a man only to become a second mother to him."

He didn't comment on that. "Go treat your wound and come back. I have more business for you."

Business? He came back here for more business from you? Wonder what he wanted. You silently just turned to walk past him and your frozen boss into the back to take care of your hand leaving the two there. After a moment of silence his head tilted at the pale woman.

"That man has the same disgusting smell as you. Your entire family disgusts me. Away from my sight."

The sword was quickly popped up enough to show a glint of the blade making her squeak like a mouse in fright and shuffle as quick as her legs could carry her. You weren't surprised finding your boss cowering in the back, even if you didn't know that he had threatened her. You only slowly shuffled back into the room where the demon still was waiting. Staring directly in your direction even before you stepped back in. Pausing in your steps, you took a breath, and smiled at him with a customer smile.

"I-It's a surprise to see you again," you greeted him with a small bow. "What brings you back to our store?'

"... I'm here to see about your wares."

"Oh..Did you not like ones you bought?," you asked slightly worried.

"They were acceptable. My brother and his bride found them quite to their liking," he confirmed making you sigh in relief, "However our mother saw their gifts and was interested in having a few of her own."

Oh...OH! He was just here for some more candles! That was a huge relief. "Of course. It's very sweet of you to get so many things for your family."

He hummed. "How is your hand?"

"Oh." You held up your bandaged hand with a smile. "It's much better now! It's not very deep so it should heal really quickly, but I thank you for your help."

He glanced over at her. Her sweet smile and soft looking lips aimed at him and those eyes-...Those turquoise eyes that had plagued his thoughts catching the morning sunlight through the windows just right and making them sparkle like diamonds. She looked the same as the day he met her. Instead of commenting on her compliment, he instead turned back to the colorful variety of pleasant smelling candles. Unlike his city's festivals, this shop didn't overstimulate his senses. On the contrary he found the mixed scents of different herbs and flowers delightful. However now what he liked didn't matter. What he needed to think about was what his mother would like...

A slight fruity scent his attention and guided him to the bottom of the tall shelf. He knelt down to look and found his curiosity drawn to a few pale blue candles. They looked a milky blue almost white and it carried the fruity smell of blueberries. A hand reached out to grab the biggest one out of all of them and leaned back up.

"Those were made just yesterday," she spoke up behind him. "They're some of my favorites so far." He looked at her. "They smell almost good enough to eat." She giggled at her own humor, and he felt his heart jump ahead two normal beats.

A small of his head turned from her. Claws sunk right into his palms leaving small cuts that easily healed instantly once he breathed in and out slowly relaxing his hands. Off guard. ...Yes. He was just caught off guard by a woman other than his mother so freely laughing and acting so casually around him. ... Someone so beautiful- He forced those thoughts from his mind but couldn't help but look back at the candle he just picked out.. before kneeling down to grab another sweet blueberry scented one. One after another he picked up five more. Taking his time to slowly scan the shelves and picked ones he was sure his mother would enjoy.

A grass green one that smelt like mint. A pink one that smelt of cherry blossoms. A darker blue one that smelt like the violets in his garden. His mother would definitely like that. A pure white one that smelt like sweet vanilla. And lastly a beige candle that smelt like the wild peach trees he'd visit. After looking over each and every one carefully deciding that he indeed wanted these ones specifically, he turned and walked right up to her. Her big, sparkly eyes blinked at him before speaking.

"Are you finished choosing?"

"Not yet. I have more work for you." She gave him her full attention as he held up one of the seven candles in his hands. The blueberry scented one. "I want you to carve clouds into this one as it reminds me of the sky." She nodded and it was carefully placed on the small table next to them before he held up the green one. "Carve plants into this one. I do not care what kind." Again it was placed down with the first before he held up the pink one. "Sakura flowers." The darker blue one. "Ocean waves." The white one. "Snowflakes." And finally the beige one. "I do not want a pattern for this one. Instead I wish for you to carve a dove on it's surface. Can you do all of this?"

He watched those beautiful eyes carefully regard the candle in his hand before glancing at the other five on the table still thinking. Calculating. But never loosing that soft smile. Before she nodded. "Yes. I can do all of that but it'll take me about a month to finish everything."

"That is acceptable."

He already thought of what he wanted for the candles before he got here. His mother loved nature so it would only make sense for him to pick patterns based around that. The peach scented candle was placed down with the others but she seemed confused as he still held the other blueberry scented candle. He walked back over to the place he remembered finding carved soaps and sure enough found a few more. His mother expressed interest in wanting a few of these too and what his mother wanted she got. A few caught his eyes and automatically he reached out to pick up one purple lavender scented one carved into the shape of a bird, and a second grey one that smelt of sage and caved into a maple leaf. However he paused when his eyes saw something else.

A SUN

A bright yellow lemon scented sun stared up at him...A hand hovered over it for a moment before slowly enclosing itself around it and picking it up to silently stare at it.

"I carved that one last week. I was reminded of the candle you had me first carve, and theolor seemed to fit so well."

He didn't respond to her at first but did eventually turn around and walk up to her again with everything he wanted. "I want these."

She still smiled at him and smiled. "Of course. If you want I'll-" She didn't get a chance to speak before a bag big enough to hold a single full sized cantaloupe was held up to her, a metal jingling coming from inside it.

"As said before, money is no issue. This should be adequate enough pay for everything."

She blinked-Before slowly reaching out to grab the bag and nearly dropped it from the weight behind it. "I-Is this-"

"Gold. Yes." She looked at him wide eyed. "Take it. I have enough of it to buy everything in this entire town if I wanted to." He watched as her eyes filled with a mix of disbelief and awe looked at the heavy bag in her hands.

"I..I don't know what to say." She eventually smiled. "This should last me all year." A relieved sigh left her soft lips. "At least now I won't have to worry about having to support myself and struggle."

He perked up at that and tilted his head. "Struggle? Did you lose your home?"

She looked at him before frowning again. "No. Thank goodness I didn't. But I'm afraid I had accidentally made my boss very angry with me. She's making me work without pay for the rest of the year."

"What?"

She nodded her head to the oddly stiff man. "I..might have offended someone close to her and she took great offense to it. B-But I'll be alright especially now with your generous job!"

He continued to stare. "...It is none of my business but why do you stay and receive such treatment from her?"

Her smile turned sad as she stared at the bag. "I wouldn't feel comfortable working at the tavern when the men go and get drunk. For a single woman in such a small village, my options are limited. Especially without being married. As you probably witnessed, not many people around here like the idea of that."

"Is that so?" His eyes narrowed slightly but otherwise his stance did not change. "That is petty."

She shrugged. "It's just how it is in a small village like this."

Multiple eyes scanned her saddened features for a long moment. It shouldn't bother him that a woman he barely knows was going through something like this. He's had more devastating things happen to him before. He's had to go days without food and water fighting constantly on the battlefield. He's had wounds so bad he had to bite down on his sword as they treated him to repress his screams. He's nearly been killed on multiple occasions. He's grown separated from his mother's warmth. His own twin kept away from him like the plague. And he had to endure severe punishments from his father if he so much as even questioned him. A stranger suffering from just being poor and having a pushy suiter should mean nothing to him but yet-...

It was just because he was doing business with her. Yes. He didn't want the woman he was doing business with evicted or dying of hunger before she completed the job he assigned to her. Yes. That was it. He doubted he'd find someone else to complete this job like she would so he'd have to remedy the fact to protect his investments.

The scent of blueberries caused her to look back up and blink her eyes in surprise as the pretty candle was extended to her. "Take it."

He waited patiently for her to place the bag down on the small table and take the seventh candle from his hand. "Oh. What did you want me to carve in this one?"

"Nothing. It's for you." Turquoise eyes blinked at him. "Take it as a thank you."

She blinked bewildered. "Thank you for..what exactly?"

"I take it that you have not revealed to anyone who or what I actually am. Otherwise I would have been treated with disdain as soon as I stepped foot into town." He nodded at you. "I would like to keep it that way. It just makes it easier for everyone."

She stared at him again- "And I thought I told you that it doesn't matter to me what you are. You're a man. Just like anyone else I've seen."

BU-BUMP-

She flinched as he quickly snapped his head away from her eyes. "... Pardon. The sun was getting in my eyes."

Her brow rose. The sun was in his eyes?? His eyes that were covered by his bangs and the hat he wore?? He paid no mind turning to leave. He already got his business over with and he'd gotten what he paid for. His father was still incredibly busy. With their forces being restless and resources being scarce in their areas, he's been having to deal with a few problems on the inside and out. So the peace talks have been pushed back until the men could be pushed back in line which he didn't see happening anytime soon. He had time to fulfill his mother's reau-

He froze from a pressure on his hand. ...His head turned. His lower eyes looking down. A much tinier bandaged hand had grabbed his own. It's nothing special. Weak really. If he wanted to he could easily throw her hand off of his and yet- His looked up at her in question. Her smile was back directed at him.

"Thank you." His entire head turned to her now. "I mean it. Thank you for everything. You don't know how much I needed this money, and I appreciate your kindness so much." Her smile softened. "I-...I know this probably won't make a difference to anything, but I don't think you're as bad as people assume you are, and I'm sorry for that."

There was a longer amount of silence before she looked down as his own hand enclosed around hers gently to avoid hurting her more. "..Your name?"

"What?"

"Your name. ..What is your name?"

She smiled wider. "It's Y/n. My name is Y/n."

Y/n....

B E A U T I F U L

"And your name? I know you told me before but I'm afraid I've forgotten."

He gently pulled his hand away from hers. "You may call me Kokushibo."

He turned without saying anything else and walked out the door.

Night fell upon the town. She had long since left for home and others were already snug in their houses for the night. Most lights were off except for a few working late. One of which was an old woman putting a few last overstock candles into a crate when she paused by the sounds of a door opened. Her resting scowl looked up ..but quickly fell in fear as something stared at her from the darkness. A single gleam of metal glowed reflected from the fireplace. Their face hidden from view.

"Don't bother screaming. You and I will be talking very briefly."

The door closed silently as they stepped inside.

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naanima · 1 year

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Oh dudes. I sometimes forget how not many of you remember or witnessed the whole Tyler Seguin as a Boston Bruins phase of hockey history. I gotta be honest I witnessed the whole thing from a distance because I was fully committed to the Flyers back then (all the heartbreak). The only thing I knew about him was that he was Bruins' hot young superstar who won the 2011 Stanley Cup with the team in his rookie year, and that he liked to party.

Dudes, the pics of him & Brad Marchand drunk & dancing on tables were legendary & amazing (below, you can Google for more on your own). Gods they were both so young.

But yes, from afar I couldn't help but like him bcos Tyler Seguin have personality in spades, and he just seemed so damn honest (so dumb). A young, talented, self aware himbo fuckboi ticked all my boxes, but I was starting to ease back from hockey due to some heartbreak. So I watched from afar, watched as his post rookie season didn't live up to the hype, watched him get skewered by the Boston media for being uncontrollable & a party animal, watched the rumours spread about how management had to post guards in front of his hotel room to stop him from making a run to get drunk & party.

It was a complete & utter shitshow bcos it was so public & must have been so humiliating for him. The Bruins organisation did nothing to protect him, they fucking let the rumours run rampant, let him be crucified. When the news came out that Boston traded him for Dallas I was shocked & angry, which took me aback bcos I wasn't even a Bruins fan or even really a Seguin fan. But the way everything went down, how front office decided on his trade (FOREVER curated on YouTube) , how the supposed last straw was him turning up to team breakfast late (I'm not even kidding - fucking breakfast? That fucking story kept on getting retold) left such a bitter taste in my mouth.

Despite all the shit that was said about him, despite the way the Boston Bruins handled everything, Tyler Seguin, the himbo has never publicly said one bad thing about the Bruins. My himbo prince might not be the smartest person, but he has always been receptive to feedback and is self aware enough not to be an asshole, in public at the least.

But honestly after Tyler's trade I only did a cursory look of his life there - he seemed happy, but didn't do further digging because I was on my way out of hockey completely.

A decade later I return to hockey, and I'm shocked that Seguin is still around, and still part of Dallas Stars. Looking back I'm fucking glad he got traded to Dallas. Bcos Dallas hockey fans fucking love him, and Seguin finally got a team of bros he can love & ho with proper. There will still be shits but Tyler Seguin went to Dallas as their superstar, as their great hope, they fucking love him. And in return he did everything he could - played the best hockey he could, broke his body, changed his playing style both physically & mentally - to get that team the Stanley Cup.

I don't know if Dallas Stars will win the Cup this year (🪵🪵🪵🪵🪵🪵), but the Stars are in the second round of the 2023 playoffs (be ashamed that Pavs got a Dick Trick and you fucks still COULDN'T win). And it has been almost exactly ten years since the Bruins traded Seguin to the Stars - 4 July 2013. Hockey & I love its narrative.

So, dear hockey gods, I don't even know if you all exists, and I know exactly how it is all superstitious bullshit. However, it has been almost exactly a decade since the fucking trade, the Bruins has been knocked out of the playoff, and in Tyler Seguin you have the perfect narrative. Are you gonna fucking deliver for me & my himbo prince?

Dallas Stars, are you going to show them all?

(Or we get fucked over, and hockey proves once again that there is NO god, superstition is bullshit, and the team who can effectively exploit the opposing team's weakness, and you know, play actually good hockey wins.)

I AM PREPARED. WILL I BE JOYOUS and roll around in the NARRATIVE, or is this gonna be my Villain Origin Story? (I'm gonna fucking support the fucking Leafs or the Oilers if these fucks lose).

#Tyler Seguin #dallas stars #boston bruins #text post

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Closed Mouths | PG10

Pairing: Pierre Gasly x Reader

Sumary: Where Pierre Gasly, closes many mouths by presenting his family to the world.

Warnings: English is not my first language !!!

Pic: Pinterest

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The French GP, the Grand Prix of Pierre's house was the moment in which the world finally learned of the new life that the French driver would face.

The day Pierre Gasly the paddock hand in hand with his pregnant girlfriend, no one was willing to move a muscle.

Everyone wanted to make sure that what they were seeing was 100% real.

That they weren't hallucinating or something.

With the life he led (or what the press said), many believed it impossible that the French pilot would one day settle down and decide to start a family.

Y/N- I think we broke everyone.

P- They must be thinking about the next thing they are going to invent, since they have dropped the farce that they have invented in recent months.

Taking your hand more confidently both arrived at the Hospitality of Alpha Tauri, also finding you with many faces of surprise around him.

He took the time to introduce you to every person on his team who made everything possible.

Most smiled and congratulated the new addition to the family.

After officially introducing yourself to Yuki, it was time to meet the guys on the grill you didn't know yet.

Like everyone, they were more than surprised, but at no time did they stop giving congratulations and expressing how happy they were for you.

Obviously you met again with those drivers you already knew, among them clearly was your boyfriend's good friend, Charles Leclerc.

Who when seeing them burst with happiness for finally seeing you in the environment.

Ch- Until you finally come, you don't know how irritating your boyfriend gets here when he misses you.

P- CHARLES!!!, ignore it honey please.

The Monegasque came over and hugged them affectionately.

Ch- I'm glad you've finally come.

Y/N- I think it was time to shut up some mouths and stop hiding. I said looking at my love.

Ch- and boy have they done it, I think there was no person who wasn't in shock.

We exchanged a few more words as Pierre had to prepare for the race just like Charles clearly.

P- I'm really happy that you're here with me, you really don't know what it means to me, thank you for doing this.

Y/N- outside of the fact that this was something we couldn't hide forever, we too are happy to be here supporting Daddy.

Just then, our little girl got noticed.

Y/N- I think she agrees too.

Pierre was smiling as we felt our baby girl again.

He would certainly be one of the most loving parents in the world.

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ANOTHERS

The Exact Moment - Pierre Gasly x Reader

They Say Thath - Carlos Sainz Jr. x Reader

#pierre gasly x reader #f1 x reader #pierre gasly imagine #f1 imagine #pierre gasly fanfic #f1 fanfic #pierre gasly oneshot #f1 one shot #pierre gasly blurb #f1 blurb

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okay since a bunch of you asked, here is my review of kris' podcast with snc ! :)

first off, i highly recommend you go watch it. i'll link it right here. it was seriously so fun to watch and very silly. but it had some really good points in it too.

i'll give some overall thoughts and then i'll point out random things that i liked.

so i think the flow of their conversation thru out the podcast was really fun, even if they were hung over from the night before. kris is really good at interviewing ppl, or at least snc. so i'm interested to see her do other podcasts in the future.

the beer pong element was a fun way to break up the podcast without getting it too far off topic.

this podcast also really made me love kris. i've watched her from time to time, never been a huge fan or anything. just someone that i could occasionally throw on in the background or whatever. but her banter with snc… top notch. i want to be friends with her just so we could sass snc together.

they were all so giggly together and it was just so cute to see. 10/10 watch this podcast again.

also…. was it just me or was she flirting with colby??? i KNOW they are just friends. i'm not actually shipping them…. but if they ever got together i wouldn't be mad. just saying.

okay, here are some random things that i liked that happened during the podcast:

kris saying colby should do voice acting: YES. she is just like me forreal. especially with the mics she was using, my god his voice is hot.

the reoccurring joke that colby is conceited was kinda fun, until i started thinking of ppl taking it too seriously. that man already gets enough shit, yall better STOP before it gets bad lol

kris' hair looks so nice. i love that color on her. it really warms up her face.

when kris made the joke of "are you guys gonna quit now since you hit 10 mil", and colby said "he (sam) gets to decide that, not me." and then followed it up by explaining their dynamic as "he's the leader and i'm lazy as hell, i don't do anything." this man was feeling SPICY that day lol i love sassy colby it's kinda my favorite

"i'm the girlfriend." - colby brock

sam being the stern one and colby being the go with the flow one makes perfect fucking sense. have i not said this before a 1000 times lol

sam not respecting astrology ppl but then admitting that it's kinda true…. something is not clicking there, cheif

i said this in an ask but them not being able to see but refusing to get glasses; yall are too rich to be BLIND

what is with snc getting houses or staying in places with no ac??? that could NEVER be me omg

so snc ended up mentioning the conjuring house and that what happened there is gonna change lives and might get on national news……. i'll try to say this in a positive way: i LOVE that snc love to shoot for the stars when it comes to their content. and them believing in their own content, being passionate about it, is really nice to see. but like… bffr.

kris having a snapchat group with snc, that's adorable.

i highly recommend watching the part from 20:46 - 21:23. i want this shit to be permanently on repeat in my mind forever. everything about it was a masterpiece. - kris whooping snc's ass - colby complaining the table being too long - kris saying "i'm throwing the same shots as you boi, i'm throwing the same shots as you baby." - the look colby gives her when she says boi (😀), and then the look when she says baby (😏) - kris then saying to sam when he misses a shot "is your mom proud of you?" and then colby's face???? I LOVED EVERY MOMENT

colby saying he can't read comments bc they just make him feel bad breaks my heart. that sometimes he has to refuse to read them just bc they get to him too much. i need everyone to rewatch that clip back next time they want to say something about his appearance that isn't extremely nice. yall fucking suck.

snc strategizing pics on insta is so true. just watch jc's livestream when they hit 10 mil. it took them 20 minutes to post about it lol

re-rack, reconfigure, no no. the real word you're looking for is rearrange. that's what we used to call it.

i love snc with my entire heart, but sometimes it becomes very apparent that they only got a high school education. what do you mean you don't know what the word gaudy means???? ostentatious??? and then colby not knowing what the bible belt is???? cmon now lmao

colby talking about dating/his love life just a bit… kris really is trying to get on my good side sksksks

colby's raya profile saying he's a wwe wrestler, and then his caption being "6'0 on a good day with the right shoes"…. how does he get laid as often as he does???? i can't with him anymore

him also admitting to ghosting and getting bored talking to ppl. imagine being ghosted by colby. i would be embarrassed lol

it was interesting to hear their opinions on 25x25 now. i personally loved that content so to hear them say it wasn't as authentic as the haunted stuff is a bit confusing. i don't know if i would agree with it, but i like hearing what they have to say about it.

sam saying back to kris "if you make this shot, i think ppl will love you… finally." and then saying "make your mom proud"………… why do i find this hot something is wrong with me lol

if you're wondering if i could ever take snc in a fight, the answer is YES. i would absolutely murder them sksksks

snc listening to country music???? what has this world come to?? i mean i'm happy to hear they like country but it's just so surprising

colby saying his favorite movie is 'life of pi' but not understanding it and kris saying "you're so cute." i love that moment.

colby needs to make more music STAT

kris saying she's sleeping with socks on and colby not liking that: sir, you enthusiastically told xplrclub that you watch cist popping videos i don't CARE what you have to say.

colby also not wanting to saying anything to get canceled is very accurate

the little handshake they all did at the end of beer pong was adorable.

colby being good at moving his tongue fast………. i'm not even gonna say anything lmao

also his inability to do the cowabunga with his left hand. i fucking cried laughing at that.

#sam and colby #sam golbach #colby brock #kallmekris #personal #text

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hi all! sorry, this is going to be a bit of a sad post.

I just want to share that Nano passed away today. He was a very old bun at 9 years old and we just couldn't keep it up with his increasingly difficult health issues.

As of right now, I'm not asking for consolation or any words of comfort. It's the first time I'm dealing with a loss of this scale, of something I've loved so dearly for so long, that I'll never get back.

I'm still coming to terms about how I feel about it. There were so many times I felt like meeting him was fate. And to be honest, I still do. I set out to adopt a classic white bunny(because honestly that's the only color I had ever seen in the place before) but between all the sleepy or hungry babies there was a little black mischievous boy hoping around and approaching people who gave my finger little kisses and I just couldn't leave him there. We didn't have any boxes or cages to carry him in so he got to pee on my lap on the way home lol

The first time he licked me after that day, something I thought would take ages to happen after lengthy Bunny Research(tm) telling me so, was maybe within a few days or a week, but what made the moment as special as it was for me was the fact I was sitting on the ground, having a breakdown, crying my eyes out. I have a really hard time using the word love to others because I'm never sure of my feelings and I don't want to say it without meaning, but from then on I had never been so sure about how much I loved him.

I have a lot of other stories like that. He helped me learn a lot about myself. He gave me company at my worst. I missed him so much when I had to stop allowing him on the bed to take a nap with me because one day he just decided peeing there was okay. I laid down on the floor on the most uncomfortable positions for the longest time because he had fallen asleep in my arms. I did that this morning, after I was told he might not make it when we went to see the vet today. It didn't even feel like anything was wrong, really. I kinda thought maybe we shouldn't go and I could keep doing that tomorrow. And the day after. And the next. But every time he woke up and shuffled around it was so easy for me to tell he was uncomfortable, trying to find a way to lay down in a way that would ease the pain. He didn't look any different to most people, but I memorized every single kind of motion he ever did.

And it's funny to think that he knew me the same way. He knew exactly what me shutting off the computer sounded like and that it was the perfect time to beg for snacks and attention. He knew when I was hiding something for him. He knew exactly where I walked so he could leave the god damned piss traps in the way when he was mad at me. He knew that if he kept poking his nose out the fence long enough I'd come back eventually to pet him more even if I had already walked all the way to my bed and laid down. And he knew that he could come to me for comfort whenever he felt scared or in pain. He trusted me so much and that meant the world to me.

Just to add one weird, maybe funny thing that's gonna keep me pondering forever; one day, years ago, I wished that I could be the one to take any pain he'd ever feel. Since then, I kind of took note that we'd have our sickest days together, and often in similar ways. It's most likely confirmation bias, but I do like to think I did manage to take some of his pain from him.

Well. My plan was just to share the news and go on with my day. Think about stuff. Couldn't keep from writing this much, though, so I just decided to let it all out anyway.

Again, I don't want any comfort. I will always love him, the things he taught me, and the memories I'm blessed with. I will be okay.

I want the thought of him to keep bringing joy into my life, because that's the thing he's always been the best at. The second best was destroying specifically videogame related cables.

heres some shenanigans to brighten up the mood :]

and here's a cute pic from years ago as well 🐇💞

#the newfound text tag #cw: death #tbh he singlehandedly made me obsessed with bunnies #i tend to get more attached to things i relate to and #turns out rabbits are Very Autistic

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minlout3heathlegs3ruffthrokfan · 2 months

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Minden is Snotlout's Queen by Minlout3Heathlegs3RuffthrokFan

My old edit can be found here.

Thanks to @rykierykerman for bringing the correct Canva editing tools to my attention, albeit it took me forever to act out on it. My bad.

Also, a special shout-out to @camelottree638 and @heatherthetiredwriter to whom I've dedicated this edit remake. 😉👍🏻

I can't believe it's been 4 years since I've done that edit. It's bonkers! 😮

Back then, I only had Ribbet to use for that, hence the... lack of quality of the edit. When I finally got on Canva, I was still learning the ropes with it and was only using it for covers and the like. And then when Canva finally had the edit options to take characters and text out of pics and the like, I had plum forgotten about remaking the fanedit, so... hehe... now we're in 2024, the Year of the Dragon! Time flies, doesn't it? 😂

Also, while I made that edit, I decided to give everyone a special bonus edit while I was at it.😉

I have to say, I'm quite proud of this and love it even more because it's Minlout! But I think this has much more quality than my old one. Aaahhhh... I can just stare at this for a half-hour. 🥰

Ya know, I might even turn this one into a story idea eventually? What say you? 😏

Needless to say, I've gotten addicted to playing around with the "new" photo editing software that Canva has. So, while limited, this might give me some new opportunities to snip some scenes with these two (and Heathlegs and Ruffthrok) and then edit them to make my own content. It'll take time, but I'm getting excited. Might as well take advantage of it. 🤩

If you guys wish to use my edits, please me sure to CREDIT me.

Hope you guys enjoy my new edit! Thank you for all of your support and I hope you have a wonderful Year of the Dragon!

Minlout! Minlout! Oi, Oi, Oi!

— Minlout3Heathlegs3RuffthrokFan

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poupeesdecirque · 7 months

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Travel Blog - Part 3!

Connichi Sunday & Monday after

3rd September - Connichi Sunday

Last day of the Con, Carousel festival, group photos and being a circus brat

Last day at the convention started for be completely in the hotel as this time it was real hair time and I could fully dress up before getting to the convention hall.

It was quite early and I decided to head out for doll photos with Road - the only doll I had with me. The park itself was sadly full of garbage, I took Road out to some flowers and the morning sun helped with pics.

I picked up my friends then and we went to the convention meeting some more D.gray-man cosplayers and I actually got some photos!

I feel like there were even more dgm cosplayers on sunday??

After doing some silly pics with Red @adragonstale and I decided we wanted more and I remembered there was a carousel festival happening, after a quick google search we saw it was just a 10 minute walk from the convention location and...

Of course we got there. I got Popcorn which we shared later on, but ofc used for pics first.

I felt melanchony hitting hard during the afternoon, we checked some more vendors and I got a wig for a future teen!Mana cosplay from a store that sadly closes down now. As we sat down and I took a little nap while resting my head on my knees some creep wanted to take photos... between my legs. Luckily my friends were with me and told that asshole off. The worst is that this bastard wanted to argue that everyone "does this" and was offended my friend "ruined" his photo with pointing his middle finger into the camera.... seriously what is with Wiesbaden and those creeps?!

We headed out for dinner later on, the restaurant took forever we almost ordered take out there.

Then we went back to the con and did some more photos, slowly letting the evening end.

But it all came to a sudden ending as a swat team arrived and the whole city's police becauste some asshole called and told he would *do a thing* in the park.

That left a bitter taste for me as I was completely nervous then, it didn't help my hotel was next to a police station.

But well I was completely knocked out that evening.

Monday 4th September

Traveling back home, cleaning, cosplay aftermath, plans

Monday was the first day of the weekend I was sleeping long enough to actually need my alarm to get up. I traveled back that day, the drive back was actually shorter??? Like from the start it was told to be 30 minutes shorter to begin with. Weird.

The scenery was very beautiful.

Back home it was unpacking and seeing how much dirt I had collected with my cosplays. The cosplays were partially very stained and needed a good wash, especially the shoes.

Tested the wig I got very quickly and will work on my variant of teen!Mana later on.

I think I will finalize the cosplay for next year's bookfair, it's the same base as Nea but the wig needs some work and I want to make a new bag as Tim doesn't fit for Mana. I want to do a bag that looks like the Earl.

My next convention will be the Polaris in Hamburg, but just for one day (Saturday) - I will most likely doing an Allen variant, I will aim to redo his jacket for the runaway variant and hope I will make it in time.

I'm sure I need my friends closer if I will attend the Connichi again as I just need the emotional support and safety with those creeps and drug abuse around the location of the convention. It's a convention yes, it doesn't feel like the Connichi to me, the people were lovely though.

There are a lot of things that I truly missed about it feeling like the Connichi which starts with the fact we always got those cute tickets in the mail - since last year you had printed/mobile tickets; BUT last year you at least had the option to get a collector's ticket and got it via mail but this year they didn't even send it you had to pick it up... which felt very wrong having not the type of ticket you grew up with.

The missing main Manga and DVD publisher, missing small publisher and overall lovelessly arranged convention hall didn't help much. Yes you can spy on people when you go onto 2nd or 3rd level as the building is brighter with the windows and it's nice to have 3 entries and not just two (but wait we actually had 3 as well before covid, so, that's not even an argument), I missed the fact that the safety guards and medics checked the park, which they did in Kassel. I think it would have avoided a lot of called ambulances and that situation on sunday as well. I know they don't need to do that by law but ... well.

Also not having free public transport but a coupon for getting into a champange producer fabric tour doesn't compare at all (like wtf, then at least give us the Anime Cinema for free and not for an additional price). There is no free parking spots at all, you have to pay for all. Overall the convention is less central and more expensive while lacking a lot of things they had in before even within the programm. It has changed a lot and not all for the "omg new shiny building with space", if you lack the important vendors the space will remain empty and that is just very off putting.

It's nice to have more restaurants in a short distance but if the Matsuri wasn't lacking serious good food options this year we would have eaten at the con and not at restaurants. It was just tiny very overpriced snacks, last year you got good filling lunch/dinner options for an okay-ish price.

Overall: people were amazing, the con was seriously lacking a lot, people matter more for me though.

#travel blog #con #connichi #connichi 2023 #cosplay

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melodygatesauthor · 9 months

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Writer Self-Rec Fics Ask Game

Rules: writers list your top 5 favorite fics of yours and then send this to 5 writers! :)

I got this from both you and @runa-falls hehe. Thank you both for sending this in!

Goooooood question...

I'm not picking "nostalgic" ones. Like I won't pic the first one I wrote just because it's the first. I'll go solely based on the feels. Also these are in no particular order.

And you KNOW I have to say a little blurb about each one. Sorry (not sorry).

Not a Doctor - Still, in my opinion, one of my more underrated fics. It might be my top fave I haven't decided. I think it's because it is so "me" coded as far as personality goes. Jake snuck up on me. I didn't write about him for the longest time because I didn't love him the way I thought I loved Steven and Marc. Then when I fell for Jake I was GONE - OBSESSED - KILL ME NOW. So this fic is just that feeling in one.

A Bit Dodgy - Not only is my bestie @whatthefishh editing this for me, it's the first big idea I had for an MK fic. I've been working on this fic since December 2022 and I just love the idea so much still. It's fun, angsty, sexy, and makes my brain go brrrrr.

The Fractured Moon - I mean HELLO. Yandere? Check. Moon boys? Check. SMUT? Check check check! It's filthy, horrible, disturbing, and all the things I love more than I should because it's depraved.

Worth the Risk - My first dive into the bfd/dbf scene. It's a little dark, definitely depraved, forbidden, and all of the above. Give me some corruption kink mixed with an age gap and a forbidden relationship and I'm here with my bib on bitch.

Forever Bittersweet or Save Us - I really couldn't decide. Both of these fics were very cathartic for me. Forever Bittersweet crept up and took me by surprise when the idea hit. It took me some internal thinking in order to really figure out why I was writing it, but I wrote it at the almost 2 year anniversary of my childhood friend (a guy I'd known since I was born) taking his own life, and I think in a way it was a tribute to him. The story is in no way the same as the story he and I shared but it was that "I'd do anything for you" feel that really got be, because that's how we were. - Save Us was symbolic for the toxic relationship I left. My ex was abusive mentally and emotionally. Steven and Jake represented the sides of him that made me stay so long, the good sides, and Marc was the part that made everything hard. It does NOT paint Marc in a good light and I'm sorry for that, but it wasn't about Marc, it was about me working through my trauma!

Sorry I like to share the things no one asked for! Lol <3

#melody answers #moots #romana tag #runa tag #steven grant #marc spector #jake lockley #moon knight

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spicycreativity · 2 years

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Idk if anyone here is particularly interested in cosplay as an art/lifestyle but it's MY blog and I get to ramble about the stupid shit I do

I'm on Remus wig #3 because I just haven't liked the way they've been turning out:

I started with a long wig to parallel my Roman cosplay, but the long hair + the high collar just kinda. made my neck disappear. and it wasn't a very flattering look:

Then Cade lent me his brown Rufio and I really liked it but we had wanted color-coded wigs for each character (red for Roman, blond for Janus, blue streaks for Logan and Patton, etc) so I REALLY wanted a green mohawk (plus i didn't want to add a silver streak and mess up Cade's wig):

That brings us to wig #2, a brown Rufio with blond mohawk. Arda doesn't sell it in green so I endeavored to find a way to spot dye the 'hawk. That didn't work out due to the mechanics of trying to submerge only part of a very short, oddly-shaped wig in boiling water/Rit dye, so I ended up with a weird, spiky, shiny, off-color nightmare wig:

Here's where I decided to get WEIRD. I bought another brown sides/blond 'hawk Rufio from Arda and decided to try foiling it, like when hairdressers do blond highlights.

The logic: It recently occurred to me that Rit seals with heat, not water and heat. You only have to boil your object because it's pretty much the only safe, consistent way to keep the dye and the object hot long enough for the dye to set. Enter heat-resistant wigs. Since the boiling water is only necessary as a mechanism to prolonged heat, I thought I could achieve the same result with a straightener or hair dryer

That sort of worked.

It took forever, was extremely inefficient, and resulted in a very pale dye job. Somehow, the small test patch I did took me 2 HOURS. Granted I did knock over my dye and have a fairly long interlude where I cleaned it out of my carpet...

So I got fed up, painted the dye all over the 'hawk, covered everything in foil, and stuck that damn wig in the oven

Per their website, Arda wigs are heat resistant up to 420°F, but I stuck with 325 tops just in case, turning the oven off and on to keep from overdoing things

And y'all??? I just took my wig out of the oven after letting it cool overnight, rinsed it, aaaaaand

RESOUNDING SUCCESS!

The temperature of the oven wasn't hot enough to warp the wig fibers, but was sufficient to set the dye, so now after I make a few adjustments I have my perfect Remus wig!!!

I'm so happy!!!

I need to do another pass (I was worried about running out of dye since I spilled a bunch), but look how deep and rich that color is!! That's post-rinsing, too; I made sure the water was running completely clear before I took the pic

Aaaahhhh!!!!

#spicypost #sanders sides #remus sanders #cosplay #long post #arda wigs

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echantedtoon · 23 days

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Waning Obsession(Yandere Kokushibo x Reader) Ch5 All In A Lable

(Warning: Kokushibo threatens someone. Y/n gets a cut on her hand. Mentioning of scars on her hands. Mentioning of discrimination against demons.

The patterns for the candles Kokushibo wants is linked below. Pics not mine, they're all found on Pinterest:

Pale White-Blue blueberry scented Candle:

pin.it/68rfj8GYM

Green mint scented Candle:

pin.it/1H0fAWex8

Pink cherry blossom scented candle:

pin.it/62SIvvgnP

Baby blue violet scented candle:

pin.it/1uhbbKt9l

White vanilla scented candle:

pin.it/ELGQDvXq9

Beige peach scented candle:

pin.it/65y6gUwD0

EDIT: Spelling Errors are corrected.)