#maid sama coloring

[i5hyuk]

✩﹏＜ ﹢﹒w-what !?﹒⪩ ⪨

#stayc #isa #stayc isa #kpop moodboard #messy moodboard #gg icons #gg moodboard #soft moodboard #green moodboard #green aesthetic #cottagecore aesthetic #kaichou wa maid sama #usui takumi #anime moodboard #colorful moodboard

[astarab1aze]

✾ Kaede Shikabane, maid outfit

#☿ || Art. #➥ Kaede. #/ my style is not consistent lmao but oh well #/ enjoy maid-sama #/ he rocks a dress and is aware of it. shamelessly so #/ for those curious inun4ki is his original blog #/ haha i always forget that i forgot to color in the rest of his hair #/ this is a queued post

[rinaunderthesea]

Manga Covers as Icons

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#manga icons #manga coloring #manga covers #anime #anime cover #anime icons #manga #vampire knight #ao haru ride #kamisama hajimemashita #kamisama kiss #shoujo #anime aesthetic #icons #japan #maid sama

[en-qq]

ok but usuis response to satsukis question in that whatcolorismisachan chapter is such bullshit, white because she’s slowly getting colored by her environment

like look at aoi, she (and honoka too, when i think about it) showed him it’s ok to like cute things and fashion as a boy, that doesn’t mean he’s a girl for it, misaki and usui influenced kuuga to treat sakura better, not even by doing anything, he just saw them interacting and realized that’s probably more like what sakura (or anyone......) would wish for in a relationship, then she kinda flat out resolved kanous mother trauma by showing him women aren’t just weak, and juST LOOK at the sanbaka, going from some of the most troublesome and annoying students at the seika to her #1 fanboys in the span of a single volume (though i will admit there simply might’ve been some latent fanboyism deep inside of them and misa was just the first one to kickstart it).......

the only ones i can’t think off of anything getting influenced by misaki are hinata, because he went through his character development all by himself with a push by usui, and everyone from miyabigaoka, but those, apart from tora and maki, were more usui-focussed too, anyways

if anything, it’s her environment getting colored by her, so her color should be black or something

#manga #anime #kaichou wa maid-sama #hello my name is en and i like posting hot takes on series that reached their peaks a decade ago #i MIGHT let it get away with her getting usui colored #bc he was the reason she was able to reach all of them in the first place #but then we'd have to settle on usuis color #and that's not something i thought of before posting this #so this is for another time

[yoisami]

˚₊‧୨୧ CLASSIC ROMANCEヾ— [pt. 1]

[૮₍ ˃ࡇ˂ ₎ა]: you and your favourite blue lock character in a shoujo animanga together ! i deserve a clap for getting this out of my drafts + it's ironic how i used horimiya as the banner and i proceed to not have it featured in this LMAO

tags. isagi, reo, rin x f!implied reader, 948 wc, high school romance, fluff, slightly proofread -> potential grammatical errors lol, i do not own any of these shoujo animangas — they belong to their rightful owners (i am simply trying to make a fun oneshot based on the storylines of the following animangas !)

— isagi yoichi x you in... KIMI NI TODOKE ! (alternative title: from me to you)

all the students in your cohort knew isagi yoichi. the boy easily carried charisma and benevolence in his speech, and his gentle and friendly aura had many girls captivated. he was never quick to judge, and no matter who he talked to, there was always a smile on his lips that was sweeter than the taste of honeycomb.

as expected, people raised eyebrows at you and isagi when you were seen conversing with each other. you had to admit the striking difference between the two of you — isagi, whose presence was a worthy competition against the sun in late spring, and you, who seemed to always carry a gloomy aura around you like a blanket. you never intend to frighten your classmates when you interacted with them, but it became something you have grown used to when you watched the color drain from their faces as they stutter a weak "thank you" or "excuse me".

but lately, you've noticed that people were no longer so hesitant about being around you. your peers' levels of comfort around you have increased since the beginning of your first year, and you reckon it's isagi's miraculous doing. he's so kind, you always think, and you're so appreciative that he's constantly beside you to warmly keep you company.

your friends have also mentioned teasingly how flustered isagi becomes when you're beaming at him. them bringing this fact up does not help you and your heart that violently drums inside your ribcage when he's close in proximity. you're beginning to notice just how handsome his smile is, and to save yourself from a potential heart attack, you avoid him when you notice that he's approaching you with his usually charming smile...

...and it definitely doesn't help your face remain cool when your thoughts begin to center around him.

— mikage reo x you in... KAICHOU WA MAID SAMA ! (alternative title: maid sama)

your role as the president of the school council was a luxurious title on your resume, but it demanded so much of your time and effort. you had the responsibility of ensuring that the school kept was in order, but inevitably, there have been many accounts of boys in your cohort snapping school uniform rules in half by having multiple ear piercings and wearing half unbuttoned shirts. ever since your father had abandoned you and your family with a large debt rotting in your family's bank account, it was established in your head that men were pathetic. they were nothing but unreliable.

fulfilling your role as the eldest daughter of the family, you committed yourself to a part-time job that paid relatively well. except, your image as the school council president would be crumbled instantaneously if anyone from school saw you in your attractive maid dress (unfortunately, that is your work uniform), welcoming the customers in a honey-like voice. it was fortunate that luck was on your side, and you had seen no one from school so far.

at school, you were the ultimate defender for all the girls — you ran through every hallway protecting them from the mischievous tactics plotted by the boys to escape from the chains of classroom duty, and even failed confessions that resulted into hearts shattered into tiny, delicate pieces. the biggest heartbreak in the school was none other than mikage reo — he was disgustingly good-looking, with millions of dollars in his back pocket, and he sat comfortably in second place (you were obviously first) when it came to academic ranking.

but you cannot describe how embarrassed you felt when you found mikage reo gaping at you outside the maid cafe you worked at. it was dark, and a single light was cast over you, emphasizing the dainty lace and ribbons on your maid dress. he stared at you, and you stared back at him.

"what a surprise, president."

— itoshi rin x you in... AO HARU RIDE ! (alternative title: blue spring ride)

when you first saw itoshi rin again, it was incomprehensible that he was the same boy that you were so fond of before. the itoshi rin that you liked had a glimmer of innocence in his eyes, and a rosy tint across his cheeks as he laughed. unlike the itoshi rin you went to middle school with, the one you bumped into seven months ago in the school hallway was much different — he had a mature aura, and the tone in his voice was missing the color you remembered.

you noticed that he's become a reticent individual and rarely participated in class discussions. it wasn't that he was shy — it seemed more like he was bored of everything. his apathetic expression appeared permanent — you swore that it was, until you saw his smile again for the first time in a long, long while.

people say that first loves are hard to forget, and you couldn't agree more.

it was undeniably hard to ignore just how loud your heart was beating when he was within your vicinity. from time to time, you were reminded just how much he's changed since seventh grade — there seemed to be a tough layer that protected his heart now, causing him react indifferently to many things. nevertheless, he was still irresistibly attractive, and like other girls in your class, you fell for him too.

and you knew that the feminine character within you had already taken over your behaviours as you started paying closer attention to your appearance. concealer, mascara, lipstick — you really wanted to look pretty for him.

but when he boldly approaches you one morning, commenting on how the color of the lipstick apparently "doesn't suit you" and wipes the product off your lips in a singular motion, you wonder whether you're offended by his comment, flustered by the unforeseen gesture, or both.

© yoisami 2023. plagiarism, translation and distribution of my works outside of tumblr is not permitted.

#૮(ˊ ᵔ ˋ)ა — ୨୧ loves #blue lock #bllk #blue lock x you #blue lock x reader #bllk x you #bllk x reader #blue lock fluff #bllk fluff #blue lock imagines #bllk imagines #isagi yoichi #isagi #isagi x you #isagi x reader #isagi fluff #blue lock isagi #bllk isagi #isagi imagines #yoichi isagi #mikage reo #reo mikage #reo x you #reo x reader #reo fluff #reo imagines #bllk reo #blue lock reo #itoshi rin #rin itoshi

[silvermoon424]

My manga collection (October 2023)

I did a post detailing my manga collection back in 2021, but it's grown a lot since then so I figured I'd make a new post! It was also a good time to do so because we're repainting my room and while there's usually a ton of anime merch in front of the books on my shelves, now it's all been packed up. So there's a clear look at the books without me having to move anything, lol.

Anyway, without further adieu, here we go! My manga collection is largely shoujo (specifically magical girls) and horror manga.

Pet Shop of Horrors by Matsuri Akino

Pet Shop of Horrors: Tokyo by Matsuri Akino

The Clique by Yishan Li

Frozen II manga by Arina Tanemura

Dark Metro by Tokyo Calen and Yoshiken

Yokai Rental Shop by Shin Mashiba

Confidential Confessions by Reiko Momochi

Pichi Pichi Pitch (aka Mermaid Melody) by Michiko Yokote and Pink Hanamori

Magical Girl Site by Kentaro Sato

Reiko the Zombie Shop by Rei Mikamoto

Les Miserables (manga adaptation) by TszMei Lee

Nightmares for Sale by Kaoru Ohashi

Presents by Kanako Inuki

Mail by Housui Yamazaki

Dark Water by Meimu

Tale of a White Night by Tooko Miyagi

Goth by Otsuichi and Kendi Oiwa

Beautiful People by Mitsukazu Mihara

Attack on Titan: No Regrets by Gun Snark and Hikaru Suruga

In Clothes Called Fat by Moyoco Anno

A Girl on the Shore by Inio Asano

Bride of Deimos by Etsuko Ikeda and Yuuho Ashibe

Limit by Keiko Suenobu

Helter Skelter by Kyoko Okazaki

Dolls omnibus (in Japanese) by Yumiko Kawahara

Ibitsu by Haruto Ryo

A God Somewhere (Western comic) by John Arcudi and Peter Snejbjerg

Beauty (Western comic) by Hubert and Kerascoët

Ah! My Goddess by Kōsuke Fujishima

Only One Wish by Mia Ikumi

Higurashi When They Cry: Festival Accompanying Arc by Karin Suzuragi

Chronicles of the Grim Peddler by Lee Jeoun-A

PTSD Radio by Masaaki Nakayama

Elfen Lied by Lynn Okamoto

Ikigami: The Ultimate Limit by Motoro Mase

Happy Sugar Life by Tomiyaki Kagisora

JoJo's Bizarre Adventure: Phantom Blood by Hirohiko Araki

An Ojamajo Doremi artbook (in Japanese)

Mermaid Saga by Rumiko Takahashi

Dolls by Yumiko Kawahara

Maid-sama by Hiro Fujiwara

Franken Fran by Katsuhisa Kigitsu

Hell Girl by Miyuki Eto

Gurren Lagann by Kotaro Mori

Doll by Mitsukazu Mihara

Mantis Woman by Senno Knife

Various Sailor Moon artbooks from the anime, manga illustrations by Naoko Takeuchi, and fan artbooks

Sailor Moon Eternal Edition by Naoko Takeuchi

Sailor V Eternal Edition by Naoko Takeuchi

Puella Magi Madoka Magica by Hanokage

Puella Magi Madoka Magica: The Different Story by Hanokage

Puella Magi Madoka Magica: The Wraith Arc by Hanokage

Puella Magi Madoka Magica: The Rebellion Story by Hanokage

Puella Magi Oriko Magica by Kuroe Mura

Puella Magi Oriko Magica: Sadness Prayer by Kuroe Mura

Puella Magi Tart Magica by Golden Pe Done

Magia Record: Puella Magi Madoka Magica Side Story by Fuji Fujino

Assorted PMMM and Magia Record artbooks

Pokemon Adventures (aka Pokemon Special) by Hidenori Kusaka and Mato/Satoshi Yamamoto. I own the complete set of the RBG, Yellow, GSC, FRLG, Emerald and HGSS arcs as well as a few volumes from the RS, DP, and Black/White arcs.

Various Pokemon 4koma (in Japanese)

Pokemon: I Choose You by Ryo Takamisaki

Phantom Thief Pokemon 7 by Miho Asada

The Rise of Darkrai by Ryo Takamisaki

Pokemon Diamond and Pearl Adventure by Shigekatsu Ihara

The Electric Tale of Pikachu by Toshihiro Ono

The Art of Pokemon Adventures by Satoshi Yamamoto (both English and Japanese versions)

Pokémon Mystery Dungeon: Ginji's Rescue Team by Makoto Mizobuchi

Pokemon Ranger and the Temple of the Sea by Makoto Mizobuchi

Various Junji Ito Manga:

Dissolving Classroom

Fragments of Horror

The Liminal Zone

Sensor

Black Paradox

Gyo

Uzumaki

Tomie

Deserter

Tombs

Lovesickness

Smashed

Shiver

Frankenstein

Remina

Venus in the Blind Spot

No Longer Human

Twisted Visions (artbook)

Uzumaki coloring book

Uzumaki (original printing) by Junji Ito

Museum of Terror by Junji Ito

Soichi by Junji Ito

The Drifting Classroom by Kazuo Umezu

JoJo's Bizarre Adventure: Battle Tendency by Hirohiko Araki

Orochi by Kazuo Umezu

Be Very Afraid of Kanoko Inuki! by Kanoko Inuki

Wonderland by Yugo Ishikawa

Shadows House by Somato

I Had That Sane Dream Again by Yoru Sumino

Is Love the Answer? by Uta Isaki

Nightmare Inspector by Shin Mashiba

The Ring by Misao Inagaki

Wonder House of Horrors by Miyako Cojima

Puella Magi Suzune Magica by GAN

Puella Magi Kazumi Magica by Masaki Hiramatsu and Takashi Tensugi

Magia Record: Another Story by U35

I also have some manga in storage like Inuyasha and Kitchen Princess, but that's about it!

#my collection #manga collection #manga collector #manga

[xxsycamore]

𝐈𝐤𝐞𝐯𝐚𝐦𝐩 𝐬𝐮𝐢𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐬… 𝐌𝐚𝐢𝐝𝐬!

↬ May 10th is Maid Day!! The residents get the perfect idea of letting Sebastian rest for a day while they take care of the chores in his stead... while dressed up as maids. Of course, they need a little guidance about what needs to be done, so naturally, they address Sebastian as their Goshujin-sama and ask for orders!

Napoleon as a maid: The Badass Maid

Initially is assigned to take care of the cooking, and is very skilled at doing so. This maid doubles as a bodyguard! When Master Sebastian is surprisingly attacked by a group of thugs, Napoleon steps in with his rapier in hand - fighting in a maid dress is child's play for him! The long frilled skirts swoosh in the air and the headband is still perfectly secured on his head by the time he's got his high-heel-boot-clad foot on a defeated thug's chest!

Mozart as a maid: The Harsh Maid

This maid will make a disgusted face at you if you're clumsy and spill your tea everywhere, making a mess. Mozart self-appoints himself for everything that involves cleaning, not trusting another maid with this task, as he's quite the pedant when it comes to hygiene. Will scold Sebastian if he abuses his day of leisure by eating in bed. If he's being too cruel, he'll offer to play the piano for his Goshujin-sama as an apology.

Leonardo as a maid: The Lazy Maid

This maid does nothing but sleep! He even gets in the way of the Harsh Maid with his large body blocking the corridor and making it hard to sweep the floor. He doesn't care about manspreading even when wearing a maid dress! But you can't be mad at him, with so many inexperienced maids running around, there has to be someone at the ready for fixing broken gadgets and appliances - he is allowed to nap off the time he's not needed.

Isaac as a maid: The Genius Maid

Managing the budget, listing pending renovations and maintenance work, doing Comte's letter correspondence outside of acquaintances, organizing the upcoming ball... who thought Sebastian did all of this too, on top of his other chores?! Isaac tries his best taking care of these things, which bonds him to a desk for the most of the day - and it's perfect for him, because it means he won't show up in front of the others in this absurd short maid dress!

Vincent as a maid: The Angelic Maid

Vincent's only chore could be radiating happiness, because a room with him in it is a room where smiles and flowers are blooming. This maid has to be kept off the kitchen, and the others ended up telling him to make up the beds instead. Since he got done early with that, Sebastian "ordered him" to paint whatever he wants while he's resting contently in the shade not far from where Vincent happily paints in the garden. His maid dress ends up all covered in colorful stains...

Theodorus as a maid: The Bossy Maid

Wearing a maid dress doesn't stop this maid to be scary when angered! Theo's crossed arms are even more noticeably muscular with the short, frilly sleeves. His job is overseeing the other maids and making sure they're not slacking off. He's a bit of a perfectionist, so much to Sebastian's dismay, he ends up rearranging a whole section of the kitchen or another corner of the mansion to what he believes is more convenient for doing quick and efficient work.

Let me know if you want part two! 🤍🖤

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[tenyrasims]

PEOPLE YOU'D LIKE TO KNOW BETTER

Naww thanks for tagging me your so cute ! I LOVE your blog ! @kuroashims ! HEH so lets start ! 🤩

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✬ Three favorite ships: Just three? Uff

Favourite ship of all time - Natsu x Lucy [Fairy Tail]

Zorro x Sanji [or Zorro with anyone] 🥰

Misaki x Usui [Kaichou wa maid sama]

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✬ Last song [s]: Probably everything by loveless and David Michael frank. 🤘🏼🖤

~ "Blue like Picasso, green like monet, my mind keeps slipping further away" 🖤 ~

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✬ Last movie:

Long ago im not the movie type tbh ... I guess 365 days. 😏

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✬ Currently craving:

Coffe, Coffe, Coffe [ like 20 cups a day]

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✬ Currently reading:

Girls with guns by @jarakio [love it btw]

about books ... City of bones. [Kinda into fantasy romans]

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✬ Fave color: Since black isnt a color ... Pastel colors and violet!

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✬ Fave flavor: Uh, hard to tell. Banana and peach.

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✬ Relationship status: happy Single ♡

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✬ Last thing i googled: Animations for my Sims Story ♡

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✬ Current obsessions:

My babies ♡ ❤️❤️❤️

Aidan 🖤🔥🔥🔥

Zorro !

and as you could tell : These guys

🖤😏😏😏🖤

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Hope that helps you guys to know me a little better ♡♡ Love you ~

taggingggg: @madfeary @okiyukiyo @jessiemoonsims @nightlifeseries @lost-souls-story @glittermutt @kumorisims @jarakio and everyone who wants to join i want to tag you all guys 🥰

(sorry if some of you did this before, couldnt find it on your Blogs.

😭 😭)

Me while doing this:

#tag game #get to know me #love you guys #Youtube

[insinirate]

Maid outfits. How do you think the boys would react to them, in any au of your choice.

lets go with some unspecific modern au

nai in the outfit? probably indifferent, unless its for vash in which case hed carry trays and coddle him

to the outfit? unless its vash (who hed coo at and take a terabyte of vids with) he stone cold does not care

ww in the outfit? black and white are his colors. probably kind of a vibe for him

to the outfit? also vibe. poke at and tease about it a little tho

vash in the outfit? hes a flustered uke about it but by god will he work his hardest

to the outfit? hed be friendly and courteous about it

livio in the outfit? a nervous little animal. if it stresses him out too much razlo will have to show up and be grumpy in it

to the outfit? same as vash probably

legato in the outfit? pissed. unless nai is there in which case he is knives samas most loyal servant. his confidant. his silly rabbit

to the outfit? doesnt care. probably more interested in the food under the tray

#anonymous

[summynatsuy]

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚Sims 4 Shoujo Romance Anime Legacy Challenge˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆

This Legacy Challenge was created by me.

Basic Rules:

Each heir must be female

Each heir must complete their aspiration

Each heir must reach max level of their career

Each heir must get married

No money cheats allowed

Follow me on tiktok @ bbgsim to see more fun legacy challenges by me

Generation 1: Sailor Moon

Traits: Clumsy, romantic and cat lover

Aspiration: Soulmate

Colors: Pink, red and white

Required maxed skills:

Charisma

Fitness

Parenting

Pet training

Career: Teacher

Storyline: The sim must start out as a teenager and must use the amount of money given to them in game to purchase a house. They must have 2 cats, one male and one female who will have a kitten. They must have at least 9 best friends in high school and join a club. They cannot have higher than a B grade. They must meet and date someone in high school and get married immediately after graduating. They must have a good reputation and cannot have any negative relationships.

Generation 2: Maid Sama!

Traits: Perfectionist, overachiever and self-assured

Aspiration: Academic

Colors: Green, orange and black

Required maxed skills:

Logic

Handiness

Research and debate

Career: Salary Person

Storyline: This sim must get and maintain an A in school throughout childhood and teen years and attend college. They must join the chess club and have negative relationship with at least 2 other classmates. They must gain the responsibility character value trait. They must have 2 romantic interest during high school but date neither of them. They must marry a sim with the jealous or cheerful trait.

Generation 3: Fruits Basket

Traits: Good, childish and neat

Aspiration: Successful Lineage

Colors: Blue, brown and white

Required maxed skills:

Knitting

Cooking

Baking

Parenting

Career: Chef

Storyline: This sim must have 2 best friends and at least 10 friends in high school. They cannot join any clubs but has to have at least a B grade. They have to get a part time job while they are still a teenager. This sim must gain the manners and empathy character value traits. They must meet and date a sim in high school and then marry them when they are both adults.

Generation 4: Inuyasha

Traits: Ambitious, active and outgoing

Aspiration: Mt. Komorebi sightseer

Colors: Green, red and brown

Required maxed skills:

Fitness

Snowboarding

Cross-stitch

Logic

Career: Medicine

Storyline: This sim cannot have higher than a C grade in high school and must join one athletic club. This sim has to meet and become enemies then best friends with a sim they will marry after graduating high school. This sim has to date another sim in high school that they do not end up marrying. This sim has to have a pet dog with white fur.

Generation 5: Kimi Ni Todoke

Traits: Socially awkward, family oriented and loves the outdoors

Aspiration: Neighborhood Confidant

Colors: Pink, blue and black

Required maxed skills:

Gardening

Flower arranging

Knitting

Logic

Career: Gardener

Storyline: This sim must graduate high school with an A and must attend college and graduate. This sim must gain the empathy and conflict resolution character value traits. This sim must meet and date a sim with the outgoing trait in high school and get married when they are both adults. This sim must have 2 best friends and 1 enemy. This sim must live on a lot with a neutral or green eco footprint.

Generation 6: My Little Monster

Traits: Gloomy, genius and unflirty

Aspiration: Nerd Brain

Colors: Red, brown and black

Required maxed skills:

Logic

Robotics

Rocket science

Career: Scientist

Storyline: This sim must gain the responsibility character value trait. They must join the chess club during high school and have at least 4 friends. They must graduate high school with an A grade and going to college is optional but recommended. They must meet and gain a romantic relationship bar with a sim in high school that has a negative reputation. They must marry this sim after graduating high school.

Generation 7: Kamisama Kiss

Traits: Goofball, adventurous and art lover

Aspiration: Painter Extraordinaire

Colors: Yellow, purple and orange

Required maxed skills:

Painting

Singing

Medium

Gardening

Career: Artist

Storyline: This sim must have a part-time job as a teenager and date a coworker or someone with the unflirty trait. They must befriend 2 occult sims and become best friends with them, preferably vampires. They must gain the manners and empathy character values traits. They must marry the sim they choose to date and have child(ren) after aging up to an adult.

Generation 8: Toradora

Traits: Mean, hot-headed and loyal

Aspiration: Big Happy Family

Colors: Orange, red and blue

Required maxed skills:

Parenting

Photography

Video gaming

Career: Critic

Storyline: This sim must become best friends with a sim that has max cooking level and the neat trait, and then date them in high school. They must elope with this sim immediately after aging up to a young adult. This sim must have at least 4 best friends and have a crush on one of them before dating aforementioned sim. This sim cannot have a cooking level above 5.

Generation 9: Blue Spring Ride

Traits: Bookworm, creative and loner

Aspiration: Bestselling Author

Colors: Blue, green and black

Required maxed skills:

Writing

Logic

Fitness

Career: Writer

Storyline: This sim must become best friends with a sim during childhood, date them during high school but break up and then reconcile their relationship after aging up to a young adult (this sim must have the gloomy trait). They cannot have more than 2 best friends and must have 3 friends turned enemies.

Generation 10: My Love Story

Traits: Foodie, animal enthusiast and insider

Aspiration: Master Chef

Colors: Green, pink and yellow

Required maxed skills:

Cooking

Knitting

Charisma

Baking

Career: Purchase and own a bakery

Storyline: This sim must meet another sim as a toddler, become best friends and date them once they age up to a teenager and marry them once they become a young adult (the other sim must have the good trait). This sim must do well in school but does not have to attend college. This sim must have at least 1 cat or dog at any point in their life. This sim can not have any negative relationships with anyone.

I hope you enjoy this legacy challenge, containing all my favorite iconic shoujo romance animes.

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[luvblack1207]

Reader meeting Kalego for the first time as her possible fiancé

Just to clear out any confusion, in my story, due to them living for a very long time and being immortal, it is common for the age gap considered normal to be, 20 years or more. Of course, it's pretty awkward if one side is underaged and the other is not.

Enjoy. It’s fem reader.

“Y/n?”

“No father.” "Come on Y/n! Just one more meeting! I promise I picked a good family for you this time!" My father told me as I raised my head from my book.

"Father, the last time you said that, my fiancé-to-be, was a perverted man who was from a family of demons who only wanted me to marry into their family for power and fame." I objected before going back to reading.

"I’m sorry sweetheart. But this one seems to be different! The boy is only 10 years younger than you, and he's from the Naberius household! If he seems shady, I promise you, that I will never bother you with this kind of subject again." He pleaded again.

I was as others could easily tell, never that interested in this kind of stuff. For some reason, every man I seemed to meet, was somewhat crazy or creepy in a way. I felt like I was cursed.

Not that it bothered me much though. What really bothered me was my own father that kept on nagging me to get a husband.

"I am aware that a yodh(10) like you can watch out for yourself, but I want for you to find a man that can keep you happy, take you on vacations, and spend their eternity alongside you. I'm not asking you to continue the legacy. So please, just this once. Go along with my foolishness again." My father told me causing me to feel guilty.

"...Honestly father, you certainly have a way with your words." I complained before smiling tiredly and saying, "Just one more meeting. For your sake and mine."

My father's face brightened as he ran to hug me right in his arms. "Thank you darling! I don't want to waste your time, so how about we meet tonight? The other family said they can meet anytime this week!" He yelled excitedly as I nodded.

"I don't see why not." I answered as he squealed like an excited teenager and rushed out the door while screaming an I love you.

I smiled at his old antics before clapping my hands to get the maids outside to come in. "I want a formal and elegant look for this meeting. I don't care what color. Just make sure it matches my tone. I can trust you with this task, right?" I asked my maids as they huffed while holding brushes and fabrics before nodding.

"Of course my lady!!" "We'll make you the most beautiful lady in the whole entire netherworld!" "Oh don't joke around! She already is!!" "I agree! Her beauty easily beats Amaryllis sama!!" They yelled chaotically making me laugh.

In the end after a long period of getting dolled up, I was wearing beautiful and basic makeup. Since my maids knew me all too well, they knew for a fact that I didn't like wearing overbearing makeup. So, they made my makeup noticeable to others, but comfortable for me. I don't know how they do it.

My dress consisted of a dark grey jacket that didn’t fall below my waist, and a long sleeved and a square cut front black dress that had multiple layers. It was exactly what I had asked for.

My shoes were a pair of black angle strap heels along with a tight pair of grey stockings and I had light grey colored gloves on incase I felt cold.

Despite my clothes looking like I desire to have a cold by going out like that in the middle of winter, every part of my clothing consisted of temperature changing magic.

It was useful really. It made my warm clothes cool in the summer, and my thin clothes warm in the winter. It helped a lot.

I swear I still feel like my maids all have a radar telling them if I feel uncomfortable about something or if I secretly need something. It's helpful and scary at the same time.

"We'll do your hair now my lady." One of the maids announced causing me to sit back down. "I feel like this is more than enough though." I complained as they gasped dramatically.

"My lady! This is your first meeting with your possibly future husband! Of course we have to do your hair!" Another maid yelled as they all brushed my hair and ran to grab accessories.

"Ah! Don't do anything flamboyant. Just a black ribbon or a hair piece will do." I said causing all of them to pout.

One of the younger maids grabbed a black ribbon and did a half tie while tying the ribbon as a bow.

"Simple and pretty, how's that?" She asked me as I nodded in approval.

She smiled proudly and gave me a pair of long pearl earrings and a matching pearl necklace to top it off.

I thanked her before putting the two accessories on and getting up from my chair. I grabbed my purse and stretched my arms before getting out of the room.

I headed to the carriage placed outside the mansion and my father greeted me as I entered the carriage.

"Good luck sweetie!!" He screamed from the top of his lungs making me laugh and wave at him from the carriage.

"The Devilin please." I requested the driver as he nodded and drove the carriage in an instant.

After a while, I had arrived. About 20 minutes ahead of time.

The Devilin was another restaurant that high ranking demons that demons went to along with the Devil’s Ring. Actually, to be exact, the Devil’s Ring allowed people ranked from He(5) and The Devilin allowed from Zayin(7). So it was more desired for demons to have the ability to go there instead of the Devil’s Ring.

I was surprised the Naberius clan appointed a date here. Maybe they were trying to entertain me, or maybe they were trying to show their gratitude. Well, I was about to find out soon.

“The reservation goes by Naberius Kalego.” I flatly told the waiter to gulp and led me to a private room.

When I arrived, the waiter told me, “Kalego sama was waiting for you Y/n sama.” (I made it a headcannon for adults who are lower ranked than someone they don’t know to refer to them as Lady or Lord.)

I nodded and entered to see a raven like purple haired man with two horns of the same color matching his hair. He had a white shirt on with a dark blue vest. He seemed like the best good looking man I had seen on my dates.

He looked away from the window and stood up to greet me with a small bow. “Good afternoon Y/n sama. I am Naberius Kalego. The youngest child of the Naberius clan. It is an honor to meet you.” He said formally as I closed my eyes slowly with a smile.

“Pleasure to meet you Kalego san. I hope we can get along.” I responded with a smile. He nodded and sled the chair for me.

I sat down comfortably and he handed me the menu book.

"Let's order first." I said which he agreed to. He ordered the house's main course and I ordered a salad and a steak. We both ordered alcohol since neither of us were planning to fly ourselves home.

After we both ordered, we talked about ourselves.

"Well, I believe that you are the guard dog of Babyls?" I casually questioned as the waiter handed us some champagne.

"Ah, yes. I am currently the teacher of the misfit class as well." He answered confusing me slightly. "Ara? I took you as a person who would want the least of noise. I suppose it was my mistake." I said while laughing softly.

"Actually, no. Something.. happened due to one of my stupid students causing a havoc so I was late to the meeting where they were deciding which class everyone chose to teach as the homeroom teacher. So I was left with only the misfit class left." He explained as he sighed and looked to the window.

"Oh! Such an interesting story. Is this about Sullivan's grandson summoning you as his familiar? Opera told me while we were talking about Babyls." I commented causing him to cough out his champagne.

"Oh my, are you alright?" I asked as I handed him a tissue.

He took it from my hand and coughed a few more times while tapping the tissue on his face gently. His lower jaw to be precise.

"*Cough* Everything is alright. I.. just wasn't expecting you to know." He told me honestly. "Ah, Opera's my kouhai. They tell me everything. They also tell me a lot about you!" I yelled with an innocent smile causing him to look at me with his eyes wide open from shock.

"Opera senpai.. is your, kouhai?" He asked me as I nodded. "If they are torturing you, tell me. We seem to be on good terms judging by the current mood." I told him and he nodded slowly, as if he was trying to cram in all this new information inside his brain.

Soon, our order was ready and the waiter handed it to us. We ate while chatting to each other about the stuff I liked and he liked.

Frankly, we had a lot in common. He liked to play instruments. I specifically liked playing the stringed classical instruments. That, along with piano.

We had the same taste in food, clothing, we liked the same color, and we liked to be in peace. It was honestly like meeting a doppelgänger of me.

We were almost done with our food when I mentioned this. “Did you know that Opera is ranked an Aleph(1)?” “Yes actually. I asked them what they were ranked. My guess was a He(5) or a Vau(6) since they were so strong, and they never even bothered to rank up!” He yelled making me laugh.

“Yeah! It was so funny.” I agreed. “I thought they were a Zayin(7) when I graduated early but they still remained an Aleph(1)! I was literally a Chet(8) too.” I told him.

He pondered for a second then proceeding to ask, “How do you feel? As the youngest person to be a Yodh(10)? I believe some had called you irresponsible and lazy for giving up on your title as one of the 3 Greats for Levi sama.”

“Hmm? You probably said it because we were talking about ranks, correct?” I asked which he answered with a yes.

“It’s pretty annoying. They’re always saying Delkira sama took a little longer to reach that rank so they’re telling me to becoming the next demon king! How rude of them.”

“Hey, just a question..”

“Do you think I should be the next demon king?” I asked another question.

I was glaring at him, expecting the answer yes. So I didn’t really think he would say no.

“Eh?” I asked, clearly caught off guard.

“Well, judging by your tone and your way of talking, you seem to be not wanting to become the next leader. The previous demon kings became the demon king because they wanted to. Not because they were pressured to do so. It’s your choice, is it not?” He answered while taking a bite of his food surprising me.

“Hm, I like you.” I said bluntly.

“H-huh?” He asked with a red face.

‘Cute.’ I thought as I smiled. “Just saying the truth. I like how you think.” I told him as he looked away out of embarrassment.

“Sorry about that. I tend to be blunt with things. Hey, how about we go now? We’re both done with food.” I questioned as he nodded.

We both left the place with detection warding glasses and headed outside.

“Shall I expect an answer from you within a week?” He asked.

“Actually, no.”

“What?”

“I never actually got this far with anyone else so now I’m a little nervous. Congrats, you’re the first and only man I actually like. But still, marriage is a complicated thing. So as grown adults, I don’t think it’s something we can just decided with a single date.”

“Ah, I see.”

“Two more dates.” I told him while holding up a peace sign. “Two more dates and I’ll give you an answer.” Kalego smirked at me and nodded proudly and we left on our own accord after that.

That was the best man I met, and the best date I went to so far.

(After two dates they agreed to get married.🥰)

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[anystalker707]

3 a.m.

Pairing: Pastel! Frank x Punk! Reader Word count: ~ 1 800 Genre: Fluff / Comfort Summary: (Y/n) loves to take Frank on dates in the middle of the night, and he loves it just the same. A/N: not proofread ! originally posted on wattpad, not adapted I hope you didn't think this turned into an one piece-only acc

MASTERLIST

“I can’t believe you’re really here! Oh, God!”

“I told you I was coming over, didn’t I? Don’t be so surprised!”

Frank clicked his tongue and pressed his lips together, looking around for a moment. “Still! Come in before anyone notices! You know how Mrs. Mary can be!” He said in a rushed whisper and opened the back door of his house further. Mrs. Mary was an annoying neighbor who had a stupidly great view of Frank’s house and never used it for any good—she’d seen way more than she should have, which resulted in you doing her groceries in exchange for her silence, which resulted in you and Frank spending half of your day wandering around the supermarket to find all the specific brands she wanted, an experience you didn’t wish to go through again.

You walked in with an anxious giggle, which had Frank rolling his eyes whilst closing the door behind you. In contrast to the outdoors, his house was warm, even if the lights had been turned off already for over a couple of hours, which made you feel how cold your body actually was. Your eyes took a moment to adjust to the new lighting, but you soon could recognize the familiar kitchen.

“Let’s go upstairs.” Frank grabbed your hand to guide you to the stairs, which you climbed carefully with the lack of light—even the lightest creak of the steps sounded impossibly loud in the deadly quiet house. It felt like his parents would show up any second before you rushed into his room. “You’re crazy!” He sounded like he was complaining, but that cute expression didn’t trick you.

“Crazy for you!” You grinned in response before throwing yourself on the bed, careful not to crush any of his Squishmallows or other plushie. His bedroom was the cutest thing ever, from the themed up computer set to the stickers on the dresser, all matching his pastel aesthetic. It was a little messy just like always, but it was more in a ‘I’m using it too often to keep it in place’ rather than a careless sense. He stood there, giving you a look. “Stop being sulky, I didn’t show up at your house at 3 in the morning so I wouldn’t get a single little bit of love!” You mirrored his expression, pouting as well, and sat on the bed with your arms open invitingly.

“If we get caught, I’ll say you broke in,” he mumbled with a hum and took a seat on your lap, easily melting against your—you ended up groaning and complaining quietly while hugging him back tightly, ignoring his little giggles.

“Annoying little thing,” you said against the side of his face. “You’re lucky you’re way too cute for me to get mad at you.” His cheek was warm under your lips given how much he was blushing with all of it, tugging on the sleeves of his pajamas—they had multiple pastel colors that gradiently mixed with one another in a cute pattern; your fingers ran over the fabric, playing a little with the edge of the sleeve until your hand slipped in his. "Were you sleeping?”

He shook his head. “Nah.”

“Waiting for me?” You smirked, watching him blush more and shake his head again. “You were!”

“No!” Frank groans and points to his computer. “I was watching Kaichou Wa Maid-Sama, see?” The screen was paused mid episode, indeed, but it still didn’t exclude the possibility he was watching it while waiting for you, hence you still raised an eyebrow at him; Frank groaned, hiding his face on your shoulder. Eventually, he just rested his head there, sighing while playing with one of your jacket’s zippers.

“Up for a night ride? I’m by bike and the night’s not cloudy,” you offered, remembering the mental note of taking him to the skate park.

“This late? We always go earlier...” His eyebrows furrowed a little.

“I’m used to it, nothing happens.” Your hand ran up and down his arm in a soothing manner that slowly got the idea in his head. “Not down to having some adventure?”

Frank pursed his lips, mocking your teasing form with a roll of eyes. “Adventures? You’re just reckless. Do you remember that time you and your friends got on the neighborhood watch? Yeah, that’s what I’m avoiding!” Despite his words, he got up and moved to the dresser, pulling some baggy pastel green jeans from the drawer.

“Not fair!” You clicked your tongue, lying down on your side with your head held up by your arm. “Like, loitering wasn’t a thing in that area, we were allowed to hang out and stuff, not to mention we weren’t talking so loud that he had to get up at 5 in the morning to complain!”

A long, fakely amused hum came from Frank as he shot you a look; your shrug made him scoff. He opted for just ignoring your chuckling while he took off his pajama pants, revealing the cute heart-pattern boxers he has on—keeping your eyes away from it was hard, even if he started grumbling under his breath and threw his pajama pants at you.

“No need to be annoying!”

“Shut up, I don’t want my parents to wake up!” He hushed even if you weren’t even talking that loud, but you just fell silent—you weren’t ready to face Linda and the elder Frank in late night hours again. In his jeans and a soft purple sweater, he slipped on his matching Chuck Taylors before turning to you, nodding. “Let’s go?”

You hummed in agreement while standing up, eyes never leaving his until you pulled him closer by his hands to peck his lips—okay, maybe just a little peck wasn’t enough, so it ended up in a chain of kisses until he rushed you to leave, doing it as quietly as when you got it.

The Harley bike was parked down the street, far enough so his parents nor Mrs. Mary would be suspicious of a thing. Frank had his heart fluttering each time you would come over with that helmet you bought specially for him—he never piped a word about it, but it was soft purple with cute stickers all over it the way he would’ve asked for; his favorite was one with a black bat right next to a white one because it reminded him of you two.

“Helmet,” you reminded as you handed it to him before helping him hop on the bike, also putting on your helmet so you could do the same. “Be careful and hold on tight, okay?” You kicked the rest then started it; you could feel him nodding whilst hugging you from behind, head leaned against your back.

“Be careful!”

“Of course!” You promised. “Can’t risk anything with the love of my life.

There was a 24/7 convenience store some minutes away from Frank’s place, where you decided to make a stop first. He seemed a bit confused, but remained silent while following you into the store, only hit by realization when you stopped by the snacks aisle and looked at him questioningly. Frank wasn’t always fond of the idea of you spending money on him, though it was something he learned to be useless to argue against. He did his best not to look guilty under your eyes while he grabbed things both of you liked.

Frank had the plastic bag with him when you got back on the bike and went to your final destination. The old skate park was a place used only by the older skateboarders during the day—only people who refused to move to the new one because they already had stories among the graffitied walls. The place’s glory days ended since the new one was downtown, and not a lot of people wanted to go there just to ride up and down bowls everyday.

“Wow, you did listen when I commented about your crazy adventures!” Feigning surprise, Frank shot you a look.

“Where did you expect me to take you?” You clicked your tongue with an equally genuine annoyance.

The two of you sat on the edge of one of the bowl’s, legs hanging from the edge—it wasn’t the first time you did it, but he was still a little apprehensive, clutching onto you as he crouched down before taking a seat. The concrete felt cold under you, but nothing that wouldn’t pass in a couple of minutes. Stars shone above you, decorating the sky beautifully even if not as brightly as you would’ve wanted given the city lights.

Frank shrugged. “To be taken under the neighborhood’s watch as well.”

A chuckle escaped your lips as you shook your head. “You know I always do what you want.” You grabbed what you wanted from the plastic bag then handed it to him—Frank giddily stuck the cotton candy lollipop inside his sweater’s pocket then opened a marshmallows’ bag, throwing one in his mouth before offering them to you. “No, thanks, baby.” You pecked his cheek then his lips, gaining a pleased hum in response whilst you opened a can, taking a sip of your drink.

“I love it when you take me to places,” Frank muttered.

“Oh?”

“Yeah! Even more when it’s by bike!” He paused to eat another sweet. “It’s always something new and awesome, no matter how simple it is, like today! Maybe it’s just because I’m with you, I don’t know, but I love it!” He chuckled shyly, pushing a strand of hair to behind his ear.

You threw your arm around Frank’s shoulder, nuzzling his hair softly; it smelled like fruits. “I’m happy to know that! Do you prefer cuddling or going out like this?”

Frank’s mouth opened and closed a few times, then groaned in frustration. “I don’t know. Depends on my mood.”

With your drink placed away, you hugged him close to leave kisses all over Frank’s face, snatching from him the cutest giggles ever. “You eat so many sweets that you’re starting to taste like one,” you joked with a nibble on his jaw, enough to make him flush and melt in your arms.

“And you taste really—” He interrupted himself then cleaned his throat. “Nevermind.”

You laughed. “Oh, what was that?”

“(Y/n)!” He buried his face in his hands with a groan, adorably.

“Oh, baby,” you sighed while slowly uncovering his face, pressing kisses on the areas you managed to uncover. “Have I ever said I love you?”

“Yes, and I love me as well!” Frank was still blushing when he pulled his hands away and instead cupped your face, pushing your cheeks together with his palms.

“Mmmm, y’know...” You mumbled a little incoherently. “Doing this to me isn’t exactly very punk rock,” you joked much to his amusement, making him chuckle.

“Dating you isn’t exactly soft of me,” Frank retorted with a funny bitter expression, but here we are! I love you, too, idiot!” He pressed his lips to yours. “A lot.”

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[syvlanas-writes]

Chapter 2 - Like An Iris, Inspired

110 years ago, 1891, Main House, Nomiya Estate, Seireitei

“Your presence is requested at the Kuchiki-yashiki, Kazue-san.”

Clamoring caught the brown-haired maid’s attention, urging a hand to the rice door’s frame. Before she could open the door wider, a voice groggily mumbled from the room.

“First thing in the morning…? Hatori-chan, would you happen to know what the occasion is?”

Hatori helped herself into her retainer’s room and closed the sliding screen. “I do not, Kazue-san. I believe the only ones who know would be Nomiya-sama and Kuchiki-sama. Were you up late practicing your calligraphy?” Sheets of paper with various characters and unsteady lines were strewn across the kotatsu Kazue slept under.

Met with a sheepish gaze, “Kazue-san, if you are experiencing difficulties with calligraphy, why not ask for help from Byakuya-sama? It has been noted that he has excellent skills. Please do not give me that look. Now is not the time; you must be presentable within the hour.”

Hatori shuffled quickly to the right-hand side of the room, sliding a wall partition which revealed the washroom. Urging Kazue to rise from the kotatsu, Hatori turned the faucets of the large basin so that lukewarm water filled the basin. Hatori’s arms and legs moved expertly as she pulled items from a shelf on the left side of the washroom: towels of varying sizes, two bottles, a jar, and a brush into a bucket.

Mouth wide as a hippo, Kazue released a loud yawn while removing her sleeping yukata. Long red hair that covered her chest fanned about her once she sat in the basin. Water poured over her head, a small gasp escaped Kazue’s lips, the small rivers running down the back of her head sending relaxing chills over her body. Goosebumps rose over Kazue’s cool skin as Hatori applied rosemary-scented shampoo to her long strands while gently massaging her scalp.

The sharp but soothing scent of the shampoo was spectacular; Hatori was an expert in handmade cosmetics. The dark-haired maid was given free liberties in the Nomiya Gardens—after all; it was Hatori and Shigure, her father, who tended to the Gardens. Hatori had learned her skills from her late mother, from handcrafted soaps to natural make-up. Kazue appreciated her attending’s talent, making simple scents and makeup to bring one’s beauty while also making use of aromatherapy to calm nerves, such as her own current worries.

Another wave of lukewarm water poured over her head, indicating the end of her bath. Kazue stood, shivers down her spine as the summer air cooled the water on her body. A long towel swept her hair into a twist, a loop holding it in place. Hatori held onto Kazue's hand as she stepped out from the basin, and she quickly wrapped a shorter towel around her body. Kazue sat on the short stool next to the basin, her face then feet patted dry with different towels.

“Kazue-san, shall I pick the honey-colored yukata for you today?” Hatori questioned as she applied chamomile-infused body butter to Kazue’s nape of neck, shoulders, collarbones, and forearms.

Kazue hummed in quiet agreement as Hatori administered a hand massage, allowing the cream to absorb into her skin. Walking to the left side of Kazue’s room, Hatori pulled a changing screen into a corner and opened the closet next to it. Careful not to undo the towel wrapped around her hair, Kazue nimbly walked behind the screen. Slipping off the towel, it was replaced with an undergarment similar to a silk nightdress. Material light on her skin, Kazue lifted her arms as Hatori slipped the yukata robe on. As Hatori wrapped the wamae (the left overlap) over the shitamae (the right overlap), Kazue spoke gently.

“Hatori-chan, do you suppose that I am enough for the Kuchiki-ke? Yes, I have the credentials, but what does it really mean? Is status just enough or more than enough?” Kazue confessed. Hatori slid her hands into the miyatsukuchi and neatly pulled down the ohashori, from the back then from the front. “It's just that… I do not know what is expected of me. I do what I am told, no complaints or inquiries from me.”

Hatori pulled the senii with her left hand to create space at the back of Kazue’s neck, adjusting it to display the top of her collarbone.

“Kazue-san, the question you should be asking yourself is not your worth to others, rather what others are worth to you. In the end, it will be your decision to make—we are not in the archaic times where a woman has no choice in the matter.” Placing the belt slightly below the chest, Hatori crossed both ends at the back and tied it in the front.

“I know you are comparing yourself to Yoruichi-sama. There is nothing to compare,” Hatori sternly criticized as she folded a black obi in half and positioned it at the front center and placed the te-saki over Kazue’s right shoulder. Moving to stand behind her, Hatori wrapped the obi twice around the waist.

“You are Nomiya Kazue, the future head of the Nomiya-ke. You are your own person; there is no need to compare yourself to others. All you need to do is focus on your craft that you have been working so hard on and it will reap you many rewards.”

Tying the obi once so that the te-saki is on top, Hatori then placed the te-saki on Kazue’s left shoulder. She rolled the tare-saki inwards and formed two creases at the center of the roll. Bringing the te down and rolling the obi twice around the creases, she tucked the loose te-saki in the obi. Finally, she adjusted the shape of the bow by holding the back of the obi with her left hand and pushed the bow in a clockwise direction. Hatori gently moved Kazue in front of the full body mirror next to the dressing screen.

“Hatori-chan,” Kazue bowed slightly, “thank you.”

“You can thank me once I finish styling your hair and finally get you to the Kuchiki-yashiki! You are going to be late!”

Untying the towel, Hatori untangled Kazue’s hair with her fingers before taking a brush. She quickly brushed through her hair with not a single strand caught in the bristles. Kazue mindlessly traced her fingers over the white silk details of her yukata; winding rivers with outlines are various types of flowers. The slight tugging at the back of her head indicated Hatori was braiding her hair—she hoped to be able to put flowers in the braid, in particular the peonies in the Kuchiki gardens.

A click brought Kazue out of her thoughts—Hatori clipped her family’s beads on a piece of hair on the right side of her head. Kazue quickly styled her fringe to her liking before Hatori urged her to move along to leave for the Manor.

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[kenpachis-woman]

@kyokutsu-sama I loved your wedding! So lovely!

I wanna say that Kenny would give a shit either way. He'd just want the papers. I see him along the lines of "Fine. But you gotta plan everything" (But he hovers over me as I plan. And he definitely tells me the cake he wants.)

The wedding all black everything (cause light colors hurt. And I think Kenny would appreciate it.) Isane is my maid of honor (and she's wifey, I love that woman) and Kenpachi's best man is: Ikkaku (sorry but I'd love to see him all dressed up.) AND LIL YACHIRU IS MY FLOWER GIRL AHHH (honestly I'd spend more time on her dress than anything. I dont care.)

The reception... Would be at a Dave and Busters. It would have to be. Alcohol and food, Kenpachi's third Kryptonite (Lil Yachiru being first and me being second)

Ah... Well the honeymoon is a family thing. Me, Kenpachi and lil Yachiru. Of course Yachiru runs off to do her thing to let Kenpachi and I be alone. (The thing we'd do is... unholy. But we're married so it's okie!)

For everyone who's married to whatever fictional s/o 'member they'd choose you like Ash chooses Pikachu

#bleach #zaraki kenpachi #bleach fandom #self ship positivity

[shoutascoffeepot]

Chapter Two: Strawberries, Cherries, and Everything Sweet

The Art of Deception: The Deadly Dance - Series

Pairing: Aizawa Shouta x Female Original Character

Themes: Mafia, psychological, age gap, cultural differences.

!!!Trigger Warnings!!!: Age gap, sexual implications, gun usage, deep talk, kidapping, controlling, smoking, drugs.

“So, Shouta, you’ve kidnapped a woman because you liked how ‘catty’ she was?” Hizashi repeated with a smirk after he heard the rumors. The tired long haired man only puffs out of his cigar, smoke engulfing his sharp features. 

“Precisely. And my intentions aren’t--”

“Aren’t what? We’re in the mafia, we are the bad guys in any story.” Hizashi interrupted with a snicker of disbelief. 

“My intentions aren’t to use her.” Shouta finished his sentence unfazed. 

When Lilith woke up in a freezing room, hair in a mess and in a bed harder than what she’s used to. She only thought she was in her apartment. She hasn’t processed what happened until a maid woke her at ten sharp with knocking before she entered the room Lilith was laid in. The room had coal walls and white decor on the ceiling, gold antiques and coincidentally, all her things seemed to be around this strange room. 

Her throat cramped in dread, memories recollecting briefly as her eyes set on the strange servant again, jaw clenched. 

“Ojou-Sama, you are called for brunch with Eraserhead-Sama.” She bowed at Lilith, her light brown hair -dyed- was tucked into a neat bun. 

“O-Okay…?” Lilith asked, still confused. 

“I shall escort you in an hour's time, he has brought for you clothing options,” Another woman dressed like her came in with a roller rack, this one was a blonde with outgrown roots, “you could choose from.” 

The blonde set up the stopper on the wheels with her toe then hurried next to the brunette, whispering something in her ear, to which the brunette nodded. 

“Ojou-Sama, do you have any preferences for brunch? Or allergies?”

Lilith was sat up now, on the verge of panicking, she was kidnapped the first night she had in Japan, fucked up right away. 

“I have a walnut allergy.. I would like..” Her mind clouded with too many things as she trailed off to the sound of scribbling of the blonde on the note. 

Lilith scratched her head, her best option was to obey and not fight with this dangerous guy. He has a gun. A lot of men with guns.

“An egg sandwich with ketchup.” She sighed. The blonde and brunette looked at each other, questioning the weird tastes of the foreigner. 

She got up, going to what she assumed was the bathroom, all her stuff was there, they must’ve brought her stuff while she slept. How come they didn’t wake her? She was quite the light sleeper. 

It’s sort of her fault, she thought, she should’ve not tried being cool by sneaking in to only get a closer look at the man. Especially since they looked shady, curiosity killed the cat, and the adrenaline carried her here. 

After showering, washing her face, doing her skincare, drying her hair, she put on some concealer and mascara, she also found her colored lenses, put in the tan ones. Then she just put Clarins lip oil in cherry. One last look at the mirror before looking at the dresses, yeah, that looks appropriate for brunch. 

Exiting the luxe bathroom to her main room again, she skimmed through the options of clothes. They were all dresses. Did he plan on doing something? One was a tight white dress with scrunchy poofs on the off shoulder. The Second was an ugly orange pattern dress with noodle straps. The third was a pink tight dress with long airy sleeves. The last seemed most tolerable if it weren't for how tight and short. 

She wore the pink one, perfuming herself and flipping her fluffy black hair back to look at herself before the brunette woman came by again. “Are you ready?”

“Do you have nude stockings?” She questioned. 

Shouta waited impatiently by the gardens in a little terrace that had flowers decorated to look ‘grown’ onto the pillars. His creme button up had the first three buttons undone, and his ebony hair pulled back to a messy bun, his hair was also fresh, unlike last night, gelled back to hide the fact he hadn’t washed it. 

He was getting impatient, tapping his feet but soon enough his captive came. His eyes shot to Lilith’s form, she chose the pink dress huh? Fuck; it hugged her all in the right places, he eyed her walking over and taking a seat across him. 

“Good morning.” Her voice soft as she settled down. 

“Good morning to you..?” He questioned. “Your name?”

“Lilith.”

“Shouta Aizawa.”

It surprised him, she’s so tame after putting up such a fight last night? He glanced over her plate, isn’t that an egg sandwich? Is that ketchup inside? He furrowed his brows. 

“Lilith, who eats egg and ketchup?” He asked unamused while biting his own egg roll, her face once composed and angelic now scrunched as she bites into the sandwich. Unhinged. Almost making him choke on his food. 

“What?” She scolded, squinting as he coughed, he glanced at her again, ketchup on her nose and the corner of her mouth. Her glossed lips no more. 

“I’m making this easier for both of us so don’t expect me to fake anything, I can be whatever I want and right now I’m hungry. And this egg sandwich is gonna be messy.” She argued. 

He chuckled, amused, what a strange one she was, was she being obedient or is this an act? He couldn’t tell. Yet he kept pondering as he had his coffee, black with nothing in it. When he raised his gaze again after a good sip she had finished her sandwich, wiping her face with the napkin.

“Fast..” He commented. 

“Am I fast or are you slow?” She got her fork and reached out for the fruit platter, stabbing the strawberry, she couldn’t tell they were fruit kebabs and she broke the strawberry. 

“Are you blind?” He asked, not knowing if he’s amused or irritated. 

“In fact I am, I have minus three vision and I don’t wear my glasses because I look like a nerd in them and lenses aren’t comfortable.” She explained. 

He grabbed a fruit kebab, standing up and pulling his chair next to her, and sat down again. She reached out to grab the fruit kebab but he held her wrist. 

“You’re blind.” He stated then offered the skewer to her mouth, she opened up and bit on the strawberry. She then proceeded to rip it off the skewer and eat it whole. 

“It’s sweet.” She commented, slightly surprised. 

“Are the strawberries you’ve had not sweet?” He debated. 

“I’ve always had bland or rotten strawberries, but I love them nonetheless.” She responded. 

“If I had a rotten or bland fruit, I might just quit eating it.” 

“But then you’d miss out on the good ones. In a pack there might be one of the sweetest ones between rotten ones.” 

“It’s a waste.” 

“It’s a chance I’m willing to take.” 

Are we still talking about strawberries? 

“Interesting.” He reached for his coffee, chugging half of it. 

She got her lip oil and reapplied it. He watched intently as the applicator swiped on her pink lips, glossing them red. Lilith noticed him staring and gave him the applicator. 

He sniffed it. 

Smells like cherry candy. 

“Did you just sniff it?!” She wheezed. 

“What am I supposed to do with it?!” He complained. 

“I don’t know! But you looked weird!” She laughed. 

He had a soft smile, he could get used to this strange one. She eventually calmed down and that's when he dropped his smile, poker-faced again. 

“So, weird dangerous man who brought me here against my will…” She started. 

“What do you want from me?” She continued, boring her doll eyes at him. 

He clenched his jaw, clicking his tongue. “Well, you’re the one who came to me, what do you want?” He countered. 

“I would like to leave.”

“Not happening, anything else?”

“I need to attend my college.” 

“Maybe I’ll think about it.” 

“Where is my phone?” 

“Not with me.” 

“Where is it?” 

“You didn’t have it.”

“Is my friend safe?” 

“Yes.” 

“Okay….” She thought deeply of more questions to annoy him with. Meanwhile he brought out a pack of marlboro and lit one cig up, breathing deep and letting the smoke out from his nose. 

“My turn,” Shouta spoke, leaning his head back. “Why did you come to me?” 

“I know the answer, I thought you were attractive. Bingo.” She had a victorious smile, making her captor chuckle. 

“Then like a good girl, you’ll deal with the consequences of your actions.” He gazed down on her. 

“What if I don’t want to?” Her once doll curious eyes turned to siren, challenging ones. 

He stood up, tipping her chair back with his dress shoe, holding the back with one hand as she gasped, helplessly looking at him. His free hand with the cigarette, taking a smoke. “You’ll do what I tell you to.” He blew smoke on her face, she breathed heavily.

Why does she disappoint herself like this?

“Cat’s got your tongue?” He smirked. 

She shook her head lightly, to let her bangs fall out of the way of her face. Flushing lightly as she gathered an answer. 

“I don’t do favors. You’ll have to earn my trust. And that, my fine sir, is mission impossible.” 

“I like me a challenge. If I wanted someone easy I could’ve just hired someone.” He smoked again and she braced herself; anticipating him blowing on her face again, staring at the cig as it left his lips again. 

Such a disappointment, he breathed through his nose and propped her chair back with a thud. 

“So I am a captive here?” Lilith looked at the man with shame that she held for herself. 

“More of a guest if I do say so myself.” He lightly knitted his brows, how could someone change moods so fast? 

The air they breathed now seems to be the density of honey. Her heart pounded, what was this bluff she’s playing? Until when is she going to be here? 

He noticed it, pressing the remains of the cig on her plate to put it out. “Come with me.”  He held out his hand. 

She took it, and only then did he notice how much she’s shaking. Not much of a tough shell was she? 

Strolling out of the terrace on the cobblestones the garden’s aesthetic began to slowly switch the farther they went. From European sweetness to a measured, dynamic traditional Japanese garden with Shishi-Odoshi and little rivers that seemed clearer than the sun of her hometown now that she thought of it. 

“Now Lilith, I sure do have a question.” Shouta spoke as they reached a gun practice point with hay targets. He got his pistol out, attached a silencer then handed it over to her. 

Shit. 

She thought. 

She looked at him, not taking the pistol. 

“Why don’t you kill me?” He asked, taking her hand and giving her the pistol. “Push this part to load the gun.”  He explained as the empty bullet fell with a clink. 

“Now that it’s loaded–” He pulled her close, gun to his chest and her face aghast. 

“I don’t want to.” She breathed heavily, fighting against his grip as she felt her pulse in her head; she was so scared. 

He laughed and pressed over her finger, on the trigger with the clink of the empty bullet.

She felt the bullet be shot as he jerked back with the force before she screamed at him. “NO–” 

“And that’s why, you wear your vests.”  He let go of her and she noticed that there was no blood. 

“Now, if it was another man, that would be a problem. You should be able to protect yourself if anything I wasn’t there.”  He stepped closer again. 

She squinted at him, pistol still in her hand.  “Right, what makes you so sure I wouldn’t catch you off guard and kill you?” Swinging at him with the weapon. 

“Didn’t you sort of show how much you wouldn’t like that?” He chuckled, standing behind her and making her hold the pistol properly, aiming at the target of hay. 

“Keep your posture straight, arms should both be arrows to where the force of the bullet is going, and depending on how far the target, you raise the tip of the gun a milli higher” He instructed, one hand on her arm and the other her wrist. 

His first hand wandered down, straightening her posture by her side then resting gently over her hip curve.

“Now.” He calmly started, but the trigger was already pulled, the haystack jerking as flyaways went into the air. The shot went straight through the heart. 

“Ahh~ Must be my luck~!” She chimed in happily. 

Then turned to him, pointing the gun to his chin. “Keep your filthy things. Away from me.” With that sneer, she peeled her body away and walked to the river decor, touching the cool water. 

He detached the silencer and put the gun in his jacket. Instead he pulled the marlboro box from earlier, into the bite of his teeth the butt of the cig goes and alight it goes. Deep breath, look at the sky and breathe out with closed eyes. Shouta then went to her, touching her shoulder. He wanted to know more about her. He needed to know the reason before the two-faced act. 

“My favorite color.. is this sort of pink.” She picked out a carnation, baby pink. 

“I supposed that’s what you tell someone you like, not hand them a gun.” Lilith spat, her thick brows crease in the middle. 

He stood before her, two feet away, and leaned in after taking a smoke, about to say something, she leaned in thinking it’s a secret. 

He puffed smoke from his lips over her face. 

I don’t know if I should be turned on or offended.

She thought to herself. 

“Mine’s black.” He observed her lips turn to a fine line of offense but could also see her cheeks reddening over her pale yet golden complexion. 

What ethnicity was she? 

He wondered. 

Who eats egg and ketchup and has pretty girls with the perfect shade of pale that doesn’t look too sickly and pretty deer eyes? 

He looked her down as she seemed fuming at him, he blew on her face again with smoke. 

And one hell of a body. 

Shouta’s train of thought came to a spot. He figured out her act. Her name can’t be that, could it? 

Doesn’t fit the picture to him. 

Deep talk about strawberries, liking pink, exotic features… Not quite to his taste of what ‘Lilith’ would be. 

She just stood there and finally muttered one thing: “Knock it off.” . 

If she was cavalier, and a spoiled one, she wouldn’t give hints during the conversations. Was he reading too much into it? Is it a change of culture? What does he know? She might get the looks from her mom but have a European father. 

He wants to know now.

#aizawa #aizawa shouta #shouta aizawa #bnha #eraserhead #shouta aizawa x reader #shouta aizawa smut #shouta x reader #aizawa shouta smut #bnha shouta aizawa #the art of deception: the deadly dance #chapter 2

[nagishiro]

MANGA ::

● — finished (completed), ○ — finished (ongoing), ◎ — reading, ♡ — favorite, □ — next to read, ◇ — meh, ★ — use

100% perfect girl

24 colors - hatsukoi no palette

7th time loop: the villainess enjoys a carefree life married to her worst enemy

A

aaa by fukushima haruka

a hedgehog in love

ai wo kataru nara hisoyaka ni | talk about love secretly

akatsuki no yona

assassination classroom

genderless danshi ni ai sarete imasu | my androgynous boyfriend

akagami no shirayukihime | snow white with red hair

B

blue lock ○♡ #200

boku no hero academia | my hero academia

bokura ga ai wo sakebu toki | when we shout for love

bougyaku no kokekko | attack on cocks

baddies

C

charai hayama ni kyun to kita

chainsaw man

colette wa shinu koto ni shita | colette decides to die

cool na otto wo koi ni otosu houhou | how to make you cool husband fall in love

D

dekinai futari

dekiai yakuza ni wa amayakasarenai! | i will not be spoiled by a doting gangster! 

douse, koishite shimaunda | ○♡

E

F

free

fundari kettari aishetari ○

futari de koi wo suru riyuu □

G

gekkan shoujo nozaki-kun | monthly girls nozaki-kun

gintama

gokushufudou: the way of the house husband 

H

haru x kiyo

haru matsu bokura

haru to arashi

hatsu haru

hamuko to gao kun

hayaku shitai futari | let's do it already

hana to kuchizuke

hananoi kun to no amai

hajimari no niina

high school debut

henachoko kyuuketsuki wa ookami kishi no chi ga hoshii

hosaka sensei no ai no muchi

honey (meguro amu)

houkago, kare to kekkon shimasu

hoshoku sha kisumi kun

honey come honey

honnou switch

houshin shinai engi

I

ima, koi wo shite imasu

itazura na kiss

i have a second chance at life, so i’ll pamper my yandere boyfriend for a happy ending!

J

jibaku shounen hanako kun ○♡

jujutsu kaisen ○♡ #204

jigokuraku

K

kaichou wa maid sama

kaichou-kun no shimobe

kabocha to mayonnaise

karen ichijou tempts him ( has a sequel too)

kantan dakedo mendokusai

kaiju no. 8 ○♡

kiyoku, yamashiku, modokashiku

kiss de fusaide, bare naide ○♡ #18

kieta hatsukoi

kimi wa girlfriend

kimi to yuriika

kimi ga inakya

kimi ga kirai na koi no hanashi

kimi ni happiness

kimi ni todoke

konyakusei

kokokara wa otona no jikandesu

koi ni dokubari

koi shitagari no blue

koisuru nante kiitenai

kurosaki-san no ichizuna ai ga tomaranai

kurosaki-kun no iinari ni nante naranai

kamisama hajimemashita

koisuru hetare wa itsumo bukiyou

kaguya sama: love is war

kuragehime

kuchi ga saketemo kimi ni wa / even if you slit my mouth ○ #28

kuzu no tadashii aishi kata

kaodake ja suki ni narimasen ○♡ #

L

LDK

love com

lovely complex

luce to shiro no keiyaku

M

megane, tokidoki, yankee-kun ○ #9

miniamaru kareshi ○

mikansei demo koi ga ii

mizutama honey boy

mindori no tomarigi

my boyfriend in orange

mellow boy friend

mousou shoujo | daydream lover

N

nanohana no kare

naisho ja tarinai yo

nanairo kakumei

namaikizakari | cheeky boy ○

namete, kazitte, tokidoki medete

natsuaki-kun wa kyou mo kokuhaku shitai

nisekoi doumei

nijiiro days

nidome no isekai shounen datta kare wa toshiue kishi ni nari dekiai shitekuru

O

omukae shibuya-kun

ookami shoujo to kuro ouji

ookamidomo no shitsukekata

ore monogatari

orange marmalade

osananajimi to no arekore

otomen

otonari complex

P

paperbag-kun is in love

paradise kiss

pink to habanero □ (the ml is so fucking hot & he wears glasses)

pochamani

primitive boyfriend

R

reitetsu ouji wa dekiai no soshitu ga aru kamoshirenai

renai allergy

S

sakamoto days □

shikimori's not just a cutie □

special a

sono bisque doll wa koi wo suru | my dress-up darling

sorairo lemon to mayoi neko

suit no sukima

suki ni naranai yo, senpai

sukitte ii na yo

sk8 infinity □

slow jet coaster

studio cabana

T

tama no gohoubi

tougen anki □

tonari no kaibitsu-kun by robico

torokeru tsumugi-chan

tsukako no konkatsu death game

tusbaki chou lonely planet □

tsue to tsurugi no wistoria

tsu jk to hajin kyoushi

tsurenai kanojo no hitorijime

the story of our unlikely love ●♡

the wife who can read her husband's mind

trashiest boy-toy exorcist ren-kun

U

usagi-kun no shitsukekata |

uruwashi no yoi no tsuki | in the clear moonlit dusk

uso kano

unmei no hito ni deau hanashi | the story of how i met the man of my dreams

V

vanitas no carte

W

watashi wa okazu senpai ni taberaretai | i dream of being eaten by enokida

watashi no shiawasena kekkon | my happy marriage

watashi no shiiku gakari-kun

watashi to otto to otto no kareshi

watashi no ookami-kun

wotaku ni koi wa muzukashii

when we shout for love

watashi o kazatte

Y

yamada-kun to 7-nin no majo

loving yamada kun to lv999 ○♡ #80

yubisaki to renren □

Z

zakuro oshigiri

zettai ni tokimeite wa ikenai! | we must never fall in love

Hana Yori Dango / Hana Nochi Hare (Season 2)

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