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kana-daydreams · 23 days

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𝐚 𝐬𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐧'𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐟𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 || 𝐙𝐨𝐫𝐨

summary: zoro decides just for your sake and his, for once, to allow himself to express a feeling he’d long buried inside him after Kuina’s death—and a feeling he’s only ever had for you. genre: mild angst, fluff cw: none wc: 3.2k

I love you.

Settled atop the crow’s nest dome- shaped roof of the Thousand Sunny, Zoro’s dark-brown eyes dart open to meet splotches of fluffy white painted across a canvas of endless blue.

A gentle breeze rustles his clothes and threads through his mint-green hair as he lays with his back pressed flat against the roof’s surface, head cushioned by his arms, while his gaze continues to follow the clouds lazily gliding across the sky.

I love you.

Zoro clicks his tongue when he hears the words teasing melody continue to play in his head.

Words that had repeated its haunting every daylight, and every nightfall.

Words you’d confessed to him weeks ago—and words he had thought would be your last.

Why did you do it?

Zoro still relives the moment when he watched your body go limp in his arms, crimson red trailing its way down in gushing streams from the wound in your torso.

Why did you risk your life to save his?

A question that lingered along with your confession deep within his mind during the couple of weeks you’d remained a victim of sleep.

A furrow lines Zoro’s brows, deepening as he unwillingly recalls the urgent scream of your voice calling his name, followed by the sound of steel tearing through flesh and then the painful sight of your body collapsing, motionless, in a pool of red.

After the tragic occurrence, day after day, Zoro would visit you inside the sick bay. It was a difficult task at first, seeing your comatose state, but he made it part of his daily routine to check up on you. And assisted Chopper where he could, sometimes spending the entire day by your side and wishing that you would just open your damn eyes.

And during that time he spent with you and without you, he prayed.

Zoro never believed there was a god but yet, for you—he did.

Like a devout believer, day in and day out, he prayed and hoped for a miracle.

Hoped that some god— any god—would hear his prayer and that you would awake from your seemingly endless sleep.

Though when a couple of weeks had flitted past and you showed no signs of waking up, the little faith he’d mustered started to wane.

Waned until like a flame drawn down to a single spark of light left with nothing to fuel its burn, it extinguished.

But today Zoro’s flame reignites.

At the sound of Chopper's crying voice, Zoro’s body bolts upright, his eyes drawing wide when he hears him announce in between sniffles and hiccups, that you’re awake.

And in an instant, he’s on his feet.

And in an instant, his legs carry him with desperate steps towards the direction of the sick bay, Zoro thinking to himself, despite his once wavering belief—for the first time—a god really just might exist.

“Nami, Robin— you guys are going to hurt her!” Chopper’s worried voice warns the two women hugging the life out of you—literally, Chopper thinks.

“Okay, just one more hug.” Nami snivels, long tears rolling down her cheeks as she gives you one last squeeze before she and Robin unwrap their arms from around you, moving to stand amongst the rest of the crew huddled around your bed.

Your eyes scan each of their tear-stained faces like your own, at the same time searching for the perpetual stone-cold expression of Zoro’s, your heart sinking when there’s no sight of it.

“I’m so happy to see everyone.” You manage a weak smile, brushing off the disappointed feeling at the swordsman’s absence, and instead focus on the wide smiles, happy tears and collective expressed words of happiness and relief of your long-awaited recovery.

For the next hour or so, the sick bay’s room is permeated with mirthful chatter and laughter until Chopper starts kicking everyone out, informing them of your much needed rest.

“I don’t understand? Why would she need more sleep?” Luffy who sits cross-legged at the foot of your bed asks with a genuinely confused expression. “She’s been sleeping for we—” he’s interrupted when Nami grabs a hold of one of his ears and forcefully starts dragging him out of the room, the scene making a small laughter bubble up your chest.

Luffy’s painful groans and complaining voice drowns out when the door clicks close behind them, and with solitude now your only company, your mind is left to idle.

To idle on the memory of Zoro.

To idle on the memory of his mortified features as he held your form, drenched in blood, close to his chest. And the prominent picture of hurt mixed in with other indiscernible emotions that crossed his face when you confessed your years-long harboured love for him, just before your vision turned dark.

You can’t help but wonder exactly what he thought during that moment of your untimely confession, as you absent-mindedly reach your hands under the hem of your shirt, smoothing it along the rough scar that lines across your stomach. A reminder of the small price you had to pay in exchange for the life of the one you’d always cherished with your whole heart, and the one your eyes longed to see the moment you’d opened your eyes.

A sudden rap at the door pulls you out of your thoughts and you rasp out a “You can come in!” wondering if Chopper had returned to check up on you.

However, when the door cracks open, instead of the doctor, it reveals the familiar figure of the man you’ve yearned to see.

You watch as he steps into the room, your eyes catching his steely expression which immediately melts at the sight of you.

Zoro closes the door behind him and wordlessly approaches your bedside, neither of your gazes unyielding from the other. That is until his eyes flicker down to your hand still settled on your exposed stomach, the muscles in his jaw becoming visibly tense.

There’s a silence that settles between you both. One that is equally tense and you can’t help but attempt to lighten the mood.

“Fell asleep again or forgot I existed?” You quirk a brow, a teasing lilt carried in your tone. “I’m placing my bet on the first one.” You chuckle.

“It’s none.”

Your laughter simmers down when you look up to see that Zoro’s features are void of any hint of amusement.

“Oh? Then…”

“I wanted us alone.” He explains and your head tilts in curiosity at his words.

“Alone?”

“Yeah. We need to talk.”

You ponder on what he says. On what the topic of discussion might entail that he didn’t want the others around. And in a second or two, when an answer suddenly dawns on you—that it might be about your declaration of love— you feel a faint touch of warmth caress your cheeks.

Shyly, you pat a hand beside you on the mattress. A motion for him to have a seat.

Zoro takes you up on your offer, joining you on the small bed after removing his swords which he settled in a nearby corner of the room.

“So, what you wanna talk about?” You ask as you feel the bed sink under you from his added weight.

Zoro takes his time to form an answer as his eyes examine you for a bit: the healthy gleam of your skin, the vibrant light in your eyes, and the way your lips curl into that beautiful smile he’d longed missed.

And the longer he takes to respond, the more your heart races in anticipation.

“How do you feel?” He finally asks.

You pout. It isn’t what you expected, but his concern for your well-being at the same time isn’t a surprise.

“A little woozy and tired. But Chopper said I’ll feel better with a little more rest.”

“Right…rest.” Zoro murmurs to himself.

He had been more than determined to see you as soon as he watched the others leave your room that he didn’t consider the toll their long visit had probably taken on you.

“Then you should get some.” He stands to his full height, ready to make his departure, only to be stopped by a sudden and gentle tug on his shirt.

He peers over his shoulder, looking down to see your fingers gripping onto its hem, your face creased with worry.

“Please Zo, don’t leave.” You plead. “Talk to me. What’s wrong?”

You’d noticed it in his tense expression—that what he wanted to discuss carried a heavy weight on his shoulders, though you weren’t exactly sure what it might be if not your confession.

“You need to rest.” Zoro urges.

“I won’t be able to unless you tell me what’s bothering you.”

Your persistence and stubbornness is no surprise to Zoro. He knows all too well that your words are true, and stands there conflicted with your hand still glued to his shirt, before momentarily releasing a deep sigh as he relents to entertaining your request.

You watch as he seats himself near you once more. “Tell me Zo. What is it?” You prompt when a lull falls, lingering between you two.

Zoro’s eyes sweep down to where your hands lay before flitting up to meet your worried eyes. “Why…” He pauses for a beat as if gathering his thoughts, before he pieces together the rest of his words; finally asking the question, though not in full, that has been long weighing on his mind. “Why did you do it?”

Your brows wrinkle, confused. “Do what?”

When his gaze leaves your own and you notice it drops down to your stomach, you immediately come to comprehend the meaning behind his words.

“Because I wanted to.” A smile pulls at your lips.

A smile that makes Zoro’s hands, unnoticeably to you, ball into fists.

A couple of weeks ago, you were on the brink of death because of him and now you’re here, smiling warmly up at him, saying that you didn’t mind that you’d almost die!

Zoro’s fingers curl, digging deeper into the palm of his hands.

He’s happy—overjoyed, though his features mask the feeling—that you’re okay and that he gets the chance to see your smiling face again. But what if he had lost you?

What if he had lost you, just like he lost…

Zoro shoots up to his feet, your fingers hold on his shirt, ripping away.

“You’re leaving.”

His sudden burst of words leave you to stare dumbfoundedly at him as he walks over to the side of the room where his swords lay, propped up against the wall.

“What do you mean ‘you’re leaving’?”

Zoro faces your direction once he’s finished securing his swords to his hip. “As soon as we dock at the nearest town, you’re getting off.” The tone of his voice hints that there's no room for an argument.

You gape up at him. “You can’t be serious.”

This wasn’t the first time, the second nor the third, that Zoro had tried to get you to leave the ship—and to leave their crew.

He’d wanted you long gone since the day Luffy’d recruited you and tried his earnest to get the boy to throw you off the ship.

Figuratively of course.

“I thought we were past that phase. Aren’t you tired of trying to get rid of me?”

“Not, exactly.” Zoro says and you purse your lips, brows knitting into a frown at his curt and honest reply.

“Well like I’ve told you countless times, Roronoa. I'm not leaving.”

Zoro gives a subtle flinch when you refer to him by his family name instead of the nickname you’d called him since you were children. He then releases a deep sigh meeting your defiant gaze. “Being a pirate isn’t child’s play.” He ends with your name. “It’s dangerous.”

“And, what? You think I don’t know that.” You cross your arms, eyes narrowing.

You were aware that like the others, Zoro was worried about you. But you were here because of your own volition. Not his. A fact you verbally express.

“I’m not a little girl, Roronoa.” You say, voice stern. “I’m an adult. Meaning, I make my own choices.”

Zoro scoffs, almost mockingly at your words. “Yeah, choices that almost left you in a permanent coma, sleeping beauty.”

“I was only trying to protect you.” You feel yourself becoming more pissed, for lack of a better word, at his retort. “You could have died if I didn’t—”

“I ain’t no weakling. I could’ve taken it.” He argues back.

“You don't know that, you arrogant seaweed!”

Zoro was strong. Inhumanly strong. A verifiable truth you’d always known. But like any other human being, he was still mortal—and all mortals bleed. All mortals die.

Seaweed?! Zoro’s brows furrow, the muscles in his face twitching. He then heaves a frustrated sigh, pinching the bridge of his nose. “Look…” he starts, voice much mellow than before. “You’re not a pirate. You’re not me and you’re not Luffy—you’re not like any of us.”

Zoro watches as your expression morphs into a reflection of hurt at his words—and it aches him. But his words are somewhat of the truth. You aren’t like any of them. You don’t have raw strength or devil fruit powers to protect yourself nor are you cautious when faced with life-threatening situations, choosing to tackle those situations head on without much of a drop of hesitation.

And that’s what scared him the most.

“It'd be best if you just go back home where it’s safe.” Zoro finishes, eyes meeting anywhere but your gaze.

“So that’s the real reason you don't want me around?” Your fingers clench around the sheet wrapped around you. “Because I’m weak?”

“That’s not what I mea–”

“Then what do you mean, huh! Zoro Roronoa.” Your eyes well with unshed tears and your voice cracks as you choke back a sob. “Why is it that you keep trying to get rid of me?”

Your question is only met with silence, as Zoro continues to keep his mouth sealed.

“Is it because I’m a burden?”

You weakly voice a thought that’d always remained rampant in your mind since the day Zoro vanished a few years later after Kuina’s death, leaving you only a single letter explaining his aspiration and his pursuit of becoming the world’s greatest swordsman along with a stern warning that you never attempt to search for him.

You’d adhere to his wishes which brought with it many sleepless nights, especially when you thought you would never see him again.

Fortunately, by a stroke of luck, you’d managed to cross paths when you stumbled upon him wandering around like a lost puppy back in one of the towns you usually frequented for selling your goods. And after your fateful reunion, spurred on by what’ve been years of friendship blossomed into unrequited love, you decided to join Zoro in his ambition—and the rest of the straw hats who’d unexpectedly and without a doubt become your home: your family.

“...It is. Isn’t it?” You say when you notice him tense at your assumption.

“No it is’n—”

“Then what is it!” Your voice consumed by a mixture of anger, sadness and disappointment bounces off the walls of the room. “At least tell me why?”

Zoro looks across at you and a pained expression shadows his face when he sees droplets of tears rain from your eyes, wetting your cheeks, falling and seeping into the white sheets clutched in your grasp.

“Why do you want me to leave?” You continue. “Why don't you want me to be a part of your life?” Some of your words get caught up in an uncontrollable storm of hiccups and sobs. “... and I promise Zoro. Tell me why and I promise I’ll leave.”

Zoro was never one to be emotionally transparent. You know that. But you wanted to know why…

Why is it that he was so determined—eager to make you leave?

Why is it that he was so eager to drive you away like you were never a part of his life? And him, never a part of yours.

Silence permeates the room as Zoro’s lips remain sealed shut like before, and as it prolongs so does your impatience.

“If you’re not gonna answer, then go.” You breathe out a weak sigh, feeling new tears starting to emerge. “I’ll leave just like you ask, so just get ou—.”

“‘Cause I love you.” Zoro mumbles out in a rush, that you barely register what he says.

You blink away the tears, directing your attention over at him, more precisely his back. “What…did you say?”

Zoro’s face contorts into a frown, heat burning at his cheeks. “I said…” He grits his teeth, finding it cruel that you were making him repeat such cloying words. “...I l-love you, you idiot.” He stammers out and you notice his ears tinge a dark red.

Your heart stutters at his unanticipated confession, words you’d been longing and hoping to hear for years—and words which render you speechless.

“S-say somethin’” Zoro practically begs, growing increasingly embarrassed by your lack of a reaction, still keeping his body pointed in the opposite direction.

You shake yourself out of your surprised state. “You love me?” You ask as heat fans across your face. “Then…why do you keep pushing me away?”

“..Because you’re reckless.”

Your face contorts into a slight grimace, feeling somewhat offended by his words. “I am not reckless.” You retort, regretting it when he starts to recount childhood memories and those of late, that bear witness to his claim.

Though those events couldn’t compare to the one that almost made him lose you.

The room descends into utter silence when Zoro finishes, leaving you with your head drooped down in embarrassment which had seeped in bit by bit during his narration of your every rash act.

“I can’t…”

You raise your head slowly to look across at Zoro whose voice punctuates the silence. And your heart sinks when you hear the subtle crack of his voice.

“I can’t...” He repeats, pausing for a moment before continuing. “I–we lost her. You—” Zoro grits his teeth, clenching his eyes tightly from the growing pain in his chest. “I don’t wanna lose you.”

To Zoro, you are his everything.

The woman who holds the entirety of his heart in the palm of her hands; all he has that reminds him of home—and a reason other than his promise with Kuina to become the world's greatest swordsman.

Zoro’s hands ball into fists as he feels a burning sensation settle behind his eyes. “I can’t lose you t—”

The words that pained to leave his lips are cut short, when Zoro feels arms wrap, snug around his torso, a soft and familiar body pressing against his back.

“I’m right here, Zo.” You reassure with tears and soft whimpers. “I’m here. And I’m alive.”

Zoro’s heart pounds violently against his chest when you hug him closer to your body, as if trying to prove to him you were real and not just a figment of his imagination.

To your surprise, Zoro turns around and captures you in a tight embrace. “I know…” He presses a light kiss to your hair, letting it linger for a second, before settling his chin atop the crown of your head. “And about what’ve said before. Forget about it.” He says, as your soft sobs continue to fill the room. “I…I don’t want you to leave.”

“You mean it?” You quiver out.

“Yeah.” He replies. “Just please, promise me you’ll be more careful.”

Your eyes flutter close as you snuggle closer into his warmth. “I will. I promise.” You say, both of you, unknown to the other, making a silent vow to become stronger.

Stronger for each other.

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nightmareupondaydream · 2 years

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Meeting Mitsuki Bakugou

Idea credits @izukuisbaby here // this ask by @alilouche

• Katsuki is trying to reassure you that it’ll be fine but he’s nervous about his Mum’s opinion on the person he loves, she may be an old hag, but she’s HIS old hag and he cares about her opinion so much.

• When she opens the door to you two she looks like the scariest person ever

• Most intimidating woman you’ve ever seen

• She thought Katsuki was lying about having a s/o

• She’s really excited that someone actually likes her son

• She thinks you’re the cutest

• Highkey wants you to be her newest model

• If you compliment her in any way you now have her heart too

• Loves you more than Katsuki

• Honestly she probably shows you photos of baby Katsu just to annoy him

• You end up exchanging numbers and she texts you to tell Katsuki stuff bc he’s ignoring her 😭

• Mitsuki becomes like a second mother to you and katsuki’s mad she’s hogging you

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luxthestrange · 6 days

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KNY Incorrect quotes#111 NO COFFEE

I BELIEVE IN GREMLIN SILLY GF Y/N AND KIND SECRETLY FILLED WITH RAGE GF KOCHO SUPREMACY

Kanae: So, what is Y/n to you? Shinobu: The reason I wake up every morning Kanae: …That’s adorable!~ GF!Y/n*Earlier that morning made breakfast and ...drank the coffee you made for Shinobu, barging into Shinobu's room, smacking pans together*WAKE UP WAKE UP WAKE UP WAKE UP WAKE UP!!!

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an-idyllic-novelist · 4 months

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warning: spoilers for chapter 85 of the manga.

Loki: Why does Brunhilde keep rejecting me? Does…she even know how I feel?

*Kanae!reader, the Flower Hashira of the Demon Slayer Corps, sees there is a frown replacing the acidic smile that the god of mischief wears when she is around him. Granted, she is not too happy with their arrangement either, but both Lord Hades and Lord Ubuyashiki feel that the deity she is protecting might be targeted next in a series of calculated attacks from the demons that have slipped through the broken cracks of the Bifrost and infiltrated Valhalla. So until then, they are stuck together. But…seeing him like this….bothered. She thought for a long moment…until finally, she got an idea.

The following day, she approached Loki and presented a steam basket containing freshly made pork buns, offering one to him. Her little sister Shinobu made too many, so she brought the extras with her for a snack. Or dinner, whenever she got hungry. A Demon Slayer can’t fight on an empty stomach~!

Loki looks at Kanae!reader with a raised brow before he takes the bun, chomping it down before his tongue was suddenly on fire. Wasabi. He chokes, forcing himself to swallow until he could breathe again. He glares icily at the Flower Hashira, seemingly ready to kill her…then gets down on one knee, with sparkling roses surrounding them both as he takes one of her hands into his gloved one.

Loki: Marry me?

Kanae!reader: Welcome back, Loki. Now please let go of my hand ^ ^

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chaedomi · 8 months

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Hi I just found your blog and you are so talented, your writing is so immersive you really have a gift, I was wondering if you could write for some yandere oshi no ko? Maybe with the mc being a very famous model, platonic or romantic is fine

LOVEABLE MODEL

WARNINGS . YANDERE, female reader, can be read as platonic or romantic, ooc, hints toward spoilers in manga (and anime for those who have reached a certain point), implied stalking, mostly everything you'd find in a yandere post, unhealthy relationships (if i missed any, kindly alert me)

WORDCOUNT . 2.7k+ / MASTERLIST.

YOU WERE pretty and sensational. You had a diverse career that allowed you to explore different types of styling, keeping the job interesting. You were also a huge influence and an inspiration to many, encouraging them to pursue a career in modeling and to experience various brands of fashion and cosmetics.

However, what attracted people to you the most was not your career, but rather your unique personality and your unparalleled charisma. It was one-of-a-kind, something that would leave people aching for more… similar to a former starry-eyed idol. It's no surprise that you have a ton of admirers, and that includes the odd ones as well.

AQUAMARINE HOSHINO

Let's be real. Model or not, unless you were of use to him or acquainted with his sister, AQUAMARINE would see no necessary need to interact nor get to know you. Why should he care about someone who will eventually fall from stardom?

But, in this case, it was different. Very much so. It was as though time stopped for a split moment when you both passed each other in the school hallways. Faster than his mind could process, his hand was already reaching out to grasp your arm as if he were to let you go, you would disappear for an eternity. Unusual of him. After you overcame your brief surprise from the sudden contact, you offered him a polite smile, eyes twinkling with unspoken mischief… to which he gawked at like an idiot.

How was it possible for you to possess the same charm as 'she' did…? He’s so stunned and in disbelief that he’s incapable of constructing a coherent sentence for some time. No investigations were made to confirm his assumptions… he was THAT convinced. You best believe he made the effort to become associated with you. It wasn’t as though he was desperate to attach himself to you, you noticed, but somehow, he always found a way to be around you, and if on the correct setting, it was beyond unnerving. You shrugged your shoulders at his abnormal behavior, justifying it with a “you’ve handled worse.” By the time it is finally drilled through your thick skull that hey, ‘something is wrong,’ Aqua would have fully wedged himself into your life. Good luck trying to avoid him…

There is an annoying obstacle in the way… namely your career as a model. Not to mention, the large fanbase you have gained over the years. So much as it was very tempting to find shady methods to force you to void your career entirely, the problems that can arise afterward will be more than problematic.

As said, because you remind him of a certain individual, his extreme tendencies will begin to lay on you. Just because he cannot end your career does not mean he cannot become overbearing. The fear of seeing you injured or harmed in any way replays a very unpleasant memory in his head…

He constantly monitors what you do, and whom you choose to interact with, and makes decisions that seem appropriate for you. It's as though you’ve lost your right to free will…

He's aware of how wrong it is. But, to him, it feels like a second chance, to lift some of the burden that he has carried on his shoulders for a while, to rid of the guilt that was slowly destroying him mentally and emotionally. Well, at the very least, he didn't convince himself you were 'her'. Even though there were some strong resemblances in characteristics, it was still easy to nitpick many differences (to him).

RUBY HOSHINO

There's without a doubt, Aqua was only familiar with your existence due to RUBY. A walking and living example of a true stan and diehard fan; god, she was obsessed with you. Magazines, products, advertisements, brands, merch, anything that has your face plastered on it, she’s out to grab it all… what she can afford, by the way. Your hair! Your lips! Your EYES! How can someone be this attractive!? Forget Model… someone put you in a museum for you to be admired by millions, quick!

As you can tell, Ruby has quite an attachment to you. And this is her without the yandere tendencies included. It was terrifying and had the potential to creep out anyone unfortunate enough to listen to one of her passionate rants. Other than her fawning over you for your glorious visage, there was another reason as to why she acted the way she did. You were just like 'her', the way you spoke, the way you moved, everything was down to par. It filled her mind with memories of 'her' helping her cope through dark times, and you were too doing the same, distracting her from the negativity that threatened to cloud her mind. At some point… she fully believed that you were 'her' in another body. You just had to be! Explain the similarities! It took thorough reasoning for her to understand that the possibilities were low. You were around her age, so by the time 'she' passed away, it would have been too late for that to happen.

On the day of school, it came as a big shock to her seeing so many famous faces inside the premises. But the biggest one of them all was when you walked inside her classroom all smiles, apologizing to the teacher for your tardiness. Shit… was she actually inside a dream right now!? She pinched and twisted her skin for good measure. Nope! She was alive and conscious! There’s no room for argument, she most definitely did snap a couple of pictures from where she seated, behind you. Somehow, she mustered up the courage to converse with you after class, falling deeper into her admiration for you.

Unlike her brother who saw your career as a nuisance, she fully supports you to continue all the way! In addition to that, it's a massive stroke to the ego that she had the privilege to bask in your presence while the majority had limitations. Do you know how many people would kill just to breathe the same air as you, The Loveable Model?

Turns out, Ruby can make for a dangerous yandere. Once Ruby puts her mind into something, the results made afterward are so impressive that it’s scary… But, it’s not like she’ll ever need that to happen, as long as you vow to stay by her side, she’ll make no drastic attempts to prevent herself from losing something as she previously did.

KANA ARIMA

For KANA, at first, it was an in-between… Although it was not to the extent of Ruby, she was a fan of yours… you were just too entrancing! You’re the reason why she went through many style phases, buying useless shit she didn’t need, wearing expensive brand clothing that you featured in… you get the main idea. Sooner or later she had to stop as she noticed the money she made from her child career quickly diminishing the more she allowed herself to indulge in her fan side for you. Begrudgingly she put a halt to it, still buying your magazines every now and then.

The other half is completely sour when she sees how whipped Aqua is for you. (she totally doesn’t question if Aqua’s attachment to you was romantic or not…) She kind of gets it; your personality, your looks, and your status as a famous model, you were a ten. But, there was a difference between love and admiration, so you were some sort of rival to her.

Fear not, Kana gets past that, clinging onto you instead as she got to know you in person. It was bound to happen. Kana was already ‘under your charm’, so it was only a matter of time before that admiration morphed into an obsession. Kana can be very clingy and manipulative. Manipulative in the sense that she uses her sad-sob backstory to ground you by her side. The majority of her supporters are now her anti-fans, she doesn’t have her parents around, and now you, the idol she looks up to, want to leave her too!? You wouldn’t do that to your lovely supporter, right?

Kana wouldn’t care about your career too much, she understands what it’s like to really love your job, so she doesn’t complain a lot. As long as you treat her kindly and remember her, she is content. Please.

MINAMI KOTOBUKI

It's like, the calmer the individual is, the uglier their hidden side will be. And MINAMI will not be excluded from that logic. There is no doubt that Minami was affiliated with you due to her status as a pin-up model. On some weird, rare occasions, you would find yourself as her partner for a certain aesthetic for a photoshoot. So, yes… you knew each other to an extent.

What you couldn't wrap your head around was the fact you always felt a sense of unease around her. She out of all people. Why? She's an absolute sweetie, gentle and pure at heart. She always compliments you on how you look and praises you for the work you put in toward modeling. She goes on further to say she can see why people adore you so much.

There's nothing for you to worry about… except for the glaringly obvious issue that her eyes seem to follow whatever movement you make. It could be the twitch of a finger or any minority; glance to the side and there are pink doe eyes already staring holes into your face. Or when you're seated in the courtyard and just so happen to look at the corner nearby and see Minami there, who smoothly brushes it off with a friendly wave.

It was fine to you, till you began to see those pink doe eyes in the more uncanny places, namely restaurants you're in, or your job… you could swear you saw those pink eyes somewhere inside your house one time. But as you blinked, they vanished. As you take a peek at Minami who catches your gaze and laughs brightly, you can't help but wonder if it was just your imagination and you were overreacting…

FRILL SHIRANUI

Hmm… This one is a bit tricky. You see, FRILL doesn't tend to expose much of an expression or a reaction. You never know what's going through her head or how she feels about something till she bluntly puts it into words.

She's also affiliated with you because of your careers, (the magazines of hers and you are always trendy and are the most popular) so you weren't awkward or tense around her. It's just… Why is she looking at you like that? It's similar to Minami in the sense her eyes never leave you, but there is a layer of coldness in her gaze, in addition to the slight furrow of her eyebrows.

You thought she hated you. For what? You didn't know. It couldn't be career-wise, she had a great number of followers and need not be concerned about you overthrowing her. She didn't come across as the petty type either.

What did you choose to do about the matter? Simple. You approached her with a blinding smile, getting straight to the point. That day you got to witness a sight you'd never think you'd receive an opportunity to.

Embarrassment. She got embarrassed and the light blush that crept its way to her cheeks had you staring in astonishment. It was out of character for her, much more the difficulty she had to fumble out a proper sentence.

You just left for your next class as the bell rang because wow, that was unexpected. It was cute to watch, seeing Frill become so soft-spoken around you. Who knew that a high-ranked celeb like her looked up to and admired you too!?

You're so amused by her change of personality that you don't notice the icy glares she shoots toward people daring enough to take another step closer to you…

AKANE KUROKAWA

Another person who viewed you as a rival due to how whipped Aqua was for you. It didn’t matter whether Aqua’s attachment to you was platonic or romantic, the undivided attention Aqua gave you was something AKANE dreamed of having. So, when the chance arrived for her to develop a new character for the reality show she was featuring, she jumped at the opportunity to become what Aqua desired in a person. Spending hours studying your character, she aspired to impersonate you. Sadly, it didn’t work as well as she thought it would. Of course, she could never compare to you and your charisma. You were beautiful, very famous… there are just some things you cannot copy.

Initially, it was disappointment over Aqua’s lackluster reaction to her change, after all, she thought this a good way to pay him in return for what he did for her. Later, as she began to develop romantic feelings for him, the disappointment morphed into frustration. She felt like a loser all over again… No effort will make him adore her as she wants him to… So, she gave up.

Strangely enough, you managed to weasel your way into her heart in place of Aqua. She didn’t know what to make of it at first, frozen with a pale blush on her face when you praised her for her work. The way her heart thudded against her chest… she didn’t even react like that to the boy she so claimed to like. Perhaps he wasn’t the one she should waste her time on…

Even though Akane is considered one of the more ‘dangerous’ yanderes with her high intellect and analyzing skills, she’s pretty much harmless. In the nicest way I can say it, Akane is akin to a loyal devotee of some sort… As in whatever you desire, Akane will try her best to provide it, impersonation or not.

Akane is familiar with your works (god, BLESS the photographers for capturing your elegant essence in the most perfect angles), and is amazed, but she's not that into it??? Maybe if you were to branch out into her area of acting, the hype would be stronger… That doesn't mean you should stop in any way though! Continue to pose and look pretty while she appreciates (read as obsesses over) the sight. However, if your career were to ever… become an obstacle between you both, THAT will get her FULL attention.

BONUS: AI HOSHINO

In this scenario, let's pretend you were around the age when AI was still alive. Let's think about this. Suppose you had a terrible childhood without correct familial guidance, or experienced situations that resulted in you being unable to feel and express love properly.

Now, imagine you came across a person who made you feel the very emotions that you desperately sought out. Would you want to distance yourself from that person, especially when they granted you something you've been seeking for so long?

The answer is no, and that's exactly what Ai did. By far, the worst one out there. She isolates you, she breaks your bonds with other people, and when you try to voice your complaints about her actions, she has the audacity to play innocent, baffled by your accusations.

A master with her words too, you would point fingers at her, the bad guy, and somehow, the argument would end with you apologizing and her rubbing your back gently as a large smile spreads on her face.

Surprisingly, she was the one who encouraged you to pursue a career in the entertainment industry. You agreed, thinking she was being normal for a change, but then later found out it was for her to spend time with you without consequences… Who would complain about two famous celebs hanging out with each other!? Not that she had a problem maintaining a lie, she just wanted the easier route.

It was very shameful that you felt a sense of satisfaction over the announcement of her funeral. Too bothered by the things she did while she was alive to you, the news deserved a celebration instead.

You lived a few more years of your life in peace. However, the day both of her children arrived on your front doorstep, it made you realize that Ai had no intentions of leaving you alone, allowing her children to replace the role she owned in your life. Even in death she still found a way to trouble you…

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Guilty pleasure.

Starring: Muzan x f!reader; Nakime (mentioned), Kagaya Ubuyashiki (mentioned), Shinobu (mentioned), Kanae (mentioned) Enmu, Yoriichi Tsugikuni.

Warnings: nsfw, murder, traumatic events from a child perspective, death, violence, gore, loss of parents, implied adoption, implied stalking, oral sex (reader receiving).

Plot: Talking with his seventh in command, Muzan reminisced about his past, about you and how you had always been his greatest weakness. While a particular Slayer is searching for you, Muzan bent his knee to you and showed you a side of him you, deep down, hoped to see. He cared about you a little more than he allowed you to know, apparently, and you once again feel lost into this crazy whirlwind of contrasting emotions.

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MEMORIES.

"What do we know about her?" Muzan asked, lighting up a cigarette as he stared at the photograph of the purple-eyed slayer who had dared to put your life in danger. She was no different from the other ones they had taken down throughout the years: a prick destined to fall by his hand, a girl whose name was going to be forgotten by the world, once she had exhaled her last breath. Who was she again? A slayer.

Who were The Slayers?

The Slayers, right, a pack of mangy dogs without a life purpose who spent their time trying to get his head, young people wasting their youth to serve that man. Every single time The Moons captured one of the swordsmen, they all said the same thing: "Muzan Kibutsuji is a monster, he deserves to die".

He was not offended. He pitied them, instead. How could they be so blind to see that Ubuyashiki Kagaya, and his father before him, asked them to stain their hands in blood, to commit the same crimes he, the devil himself, the infamous Muzan Kibutsuji, had been accused of? The thing was they surely fought for opposite ideals, but when the sun set, they were the same.

Why? Because two people pointing a gun, pulling the trigger, washing the blood of their victim away from their faces, were always going to be murderers. It did not matter why they did it, or how they dealt with their conscience, they were killers.

Now, looking at that girl, he wanted nothing more than tearing her apart limb from limb, for she had had the audacity of putting your life in danger. You, the girl he was going to marry, the one who had touched some strings of his heart no one had ever found, the good omen in his life. There was only one thing he was absolutely certain about: he would have always protect you.

Even if it meant dying for you.

"Her name is Shinobu Kocho, Master. – the seventh in command cooed – Her code name is Belladonna. Apparently, she is best known for poisoning her victims" he singsonged, drawing another photograph from his folder and sliding it down Muzan's desk.

The raven-haired man narrowed his eyes at the girl portrayed in it. She seemed a few years older than the other Slayer, but she had some physical traits in common with her. Were they perhaps related in some way? He had a feeling he had seen her face before. Those twinkling, kind, pink eyes felt familiar.

"She is the reason why Balladonna attacked Douma and Miss. L/N yesterday—" the Moon continued, only to be cut off by Muzan.

His plum red eyes blazed in a sinister glint, until they almost seemed to have darkened for his evident irritation "Mrs. Kibutsuji, Enmu" he deadpanned, watching the way his subordinate prostrated himself in front of him, his dark bob swinging around his heart-shaped visage.

"I beg your pardon, Master! – Enmu pleaded him, his turquoise eyes transfixed on the polished black derby shoes of the raven-haired man in front of him – I did not mean to offend you and your lovely fiancé" he apologetically cried out, not daring to flick his gaze up to face his cantankerous boss. He knew how cruel Muzan could be, he knew he would have not stopped when blood spilled, or a bone broke. They were nothing more than toys for him. Oncr they were broken, he threw them away without hesitation.

Muzan scoffed, reaching his hand out to put off the cigarette on the silver ashtray "Spit it out then. You are wasting my time, Enmu Tamio. – he stated, grasping the photo and turning it towards the terrified boy – Who is this other girl?".

The seventh in command gulped down forcefully, eyes landing on the the girl's smiling face in the photo, as he nodded his head absent-mindedly "Her name was Kanae Kocho. She was Belladonna's older sister. Douma kidnapped, tortured and killed her in hope she would have revealed her colleagues's identities. She did not say anything, except that her sister would have come for our heads sooner or later. – he explained, a tear rolling down his right cheek – I was there too. I recorded everything".

It was only then, when Enmu mentioned the fact that she had been killed by Douma, that he remembered her. Peony, she was Peony. He had specifically given the order to murder her, after they had reported the news of her being a Slayer and wandering around a certain area of the city: your neighborhood. Her shifts dangerously coincided with your homecomings from the restaurant where you worked.

He could not let you two interact. Not after he had found you again after all those years. You were his greatest weakness, his remorse. His humanity. The idea of having killed you too that night, under the pouring rain, had tormented him for years. He would have never forgotten your big doe eyes filled with tears. You had not changed. The terrorized look you had whenever you were scared was the same you had shot in his direction in the middle of the night, when you screamed out your father's name as his dead body slumped down on the muddy ground.

Your eyes had haunted him for years.

When he saw you all those years later, jogging down the sidewalk, he knew you were not just a random girl. He did not imagine it was you, though. The kid whose life he had crashed the night he officially succeded his father and swore to take the lead of the Country. He had to see you again, he had to know who you were, you had to be his to protect and keep by side forever.

When Douma had showed him the first picture of you he had taken, he immediately focused on your eyes. It was you then. It was the kid he had to kill. It was Y/N L/N.

It was Y/N Ubuyashiki, the sin staining Kagaya's name.

And it was yesterday, when you stared at him in horror, fearing for your life, that he understood that he could not keep the eye-contact with you. He could not keep up with you, he could not see you staring at him as if he was a monster, like you had said that night. Therefore, he had blindfolded you.

If only you knew how deeply he cared about you. He cursed the fate day and night for having made him fall for you, his enemy's daughter. He was going mad. You were a black diamond, enticing him with your attitude and beauty.

You, how dare you to make him fall for you with every minute you spent together?

Muzan scowled, his plum red eyes darting on the display of his phone on his desk. You had apparently texted him a few minutes ago, but he was too busy reminiscing about the past to hear the sound of the nitification.

"Leave" he flatly said, grabbing his phone and turning his back at the knelt man in front of him to make him plainly clear that his presence was no longer required.

Enmu flinched at the sound of his voice and hastily stood up, bolting for the door with his heart thrumming into his chest. A coward, that was how Muzan saw him. A talented hypnotist, indeed, but a rabbit running into his burrow as soon as danger flinged around the room.

Once he was alone, Muzan sat on his armchair and unlocked his screen to read your message. He expected you to thank him for the bank transfer, or asking him more about the plans for the night. What he did not expect was a picture of Nakime, staring blankly at the camera, and your comments below.

YOU: Hi, Muzzie! Care to explain what the fuck she's doing here? :)

YOU: Also, thanks for the gifts and the money but, honestly, I'd really appreciate it if you gave me some privacy back. If I am not mistaken, the fourth clause of the contract specifically grants a car for me to use. Where is it?

Muzan smirked. You were really as smart as he thought you were. But he loved playing with you to test your nerves.

MUZAN: Earn it, love.

You did not take a long time to reply and he found himself smiling at the display once again, eager to read what you had to say.

YOU: How? Do I have to kill for you? Whose head do you crave to use as a footrest?

He would have never ever let you be a monster. You were an angel, a pure soul. He killed in your name, but he would have never ever asked of you to take someone's life for him. You were his pride and joy. Therefore, before going back to work on his pc, he typed a simple reply.

MUZAN: That's romantic, love. But I'm fine. Just get on all four tonight, it will suffice.

♚

Cheeks beet red, nails digging onto the palms of your hands, you stared at your reflection in the mirror. There was no way in the world you were going to wear that thing for him. You liked some good lingerie, but that was definitely too much. You felt naked, the silky black choker around your neck was making you feel like a courtesan. The suspenders, the lace thong and the bra were doing numbers on you.

What did he have in store for you? After all, he had promised you that you would have talked about his bodyguards, about him and about The Slayers.

If he thought you were just going to moan his name all night long, he was wrong. Grabbing your phone, you called him. You were not going to wear these slutty undergarments to pamper his ego. Reaching one hand behind your back to unclasp the bra, you kept your phone pressed to yout ear with the other and patiently waited for Muzan to pick up the phone.

"I guess you've found my gift, haven't you?" his hoarse voice finally pierced your ears after the third ring, earning a sight from you.

"Yes, I have, and I'm not going to wear this shit. I don't care if it's a 'Victoria's secret' limited collection. I still have my dignity" you complied, struggling to get the with the item off of you. As long as you hated it, you perfectly knew that it was expensive and you did not want to ruin it out of irritation.

You heard Muzan humming "It's not something supposed to stay on for a long time, love. – he reasoned, as you finally discarded the bra back onto the box huffing and puffing – What are you doing, anyway?" he curiously asked, making you roll your eyes at his comment.

"Nothing inappropriate, don't worry. I'm just going to take a shower" you replied, settling the phone on the bed and selecting the loudspeaker as you proceeded in slipping your fingers underneath the waistband of your underwear to drag them down your thighs.

However, the call ended with a click but Muzan's voice sounded too close to you "I'm just in time, then" he cooed from the threshold, making an high-pitched scream leave your lips, arms reaching up to cover your exposed chest from his vicious eyes immediately. Zero privacy, as per usual.

You blushed and took a few steps back, your eyes daggers on the man stripping off of his jacket "Hands down, Y/N. It's nothing I haven't seen before" he promptly remarked, turning towards the door and locking it.

"You're a pervert" you spat, averting your eyes from him.

Muzan quirked his eyebrow up, loosening the knot of his tie and throwing it on the floor carelessly, his fingers then working on the buttons of his shirt "I haven't showed you all my kinks yet, love. Don't be so rude. I'm much worse than that" he jested, irking you.

You exhaled through your nostrils and stormed to the bathroom, in hope to lock the door and leave him behind, but Muzan had understood your poor strategy and, before you could reach your destination, he had his hands around your waist. You yelped, your naked back pressed against his firm abs sent shivers down your spine, but the way the way his hands cupped your breasts, replacing your shaking ones, was something else.

"Can we try to get along? – he whispered in your ear, planting a kiss below your jaw – I don't like it, when you're mad at me" he hotly said, resting his chin on the top of your shoulder.

"If you stopped being a jerk, I would stop being a brat" you retorted, trying to resist his charm.

"What do I have to do to make you like me?" Muzan asked, a smug smirk gracing his lips as he rested his hands down your hips and spun you around to face him. Now, staring deep into his eyes, it was hard saying no. It was hard denying him what he was asking of you.

You batted your eyes close for a second, your fingertips grazing the outline of his abs "Show me that you like me too" you said breathless, almost regretting it. Why did you ask him such a thing? He oughted you no devotion, or romantic commitment after all.

You did not expect him to take you seriously. You did not expect him to grasp your chin and capturing your lips in a slow, tender kiss again. Yet, when his tongue slipped into your mouth and he softly helped you to lay down on the bed behind you, there was something that made you feel like he was truly trying to convince you of something, of proving his intentions and feelings.

When his lips parted from yours, his hand slipping down underneath your panties, he locked his eyes with yours "Has anyone ever gone down on you?" he asked in a whisper, making your breath hitch in your throat.

No. The answer was no, naturally. You had gone down on someone a few times, but no one had ever done it for you. Not even your ex, Sanemi.

"N-No" you murmured, turning your face to the side in embarrassment.

Muzan cupped your cheek in his hand, his thumb stroking the area above your cheekbone lovingly "May I have the honor to be your first once again?" he asked you, watching the way your eyes widened slightly and how you nodded your head at him. He had asked for your consent. Not that you never had given him it, but it was hot, it was intimate.

"You don't have to, you know?" you told him, watching how he worked on the suspenders and dragged every last piece of item you were wearing down your legs.

Muzan's hands ran up and down your thighs, parting them gently, as he laid his body flatly on the mattress. His hot breath fanned your heat and you bit your lower lip in anticipation, as he placed a soft kiss on your clitoris.

"I want to" he simply said, before he ran his tongue down your slit.

You jolted, sparks of electricity pervading your body as he started lapping up at your arousal with swirls of his expert tongue. How many times had he done it? Probably, too many to count. Yet, you were aloof from knowing that you were the only woman he was enjoying going down to, the only one he had offered his skills to without feeling any kind of pressure.

Why? Because it was you and you were different for him.

His pace was torturously slow, his mouth wrapped around your bundle of nerves, sucking on it, flicking his tongue around it, made whimpers and soft moans fall from your lips as your hands gripped the bedsheets at your sides tightly.

Arching your back, you glanced down at him. Muzan met your gaze, his red eyes pinning you on the spot as he gave you a look of your juices running down his chin, glistening under the artificial light of the chandelier. You blushed and he grinned, grasping your legs and settling them over his shoulders.

"You taste heavenly" he purred against your pussy, before sticking his tongue deep into your clenching hole.

You squirmed, hands flying up to your face to shield yourself from his attentive eyes. You felt ashamed for fhe lewd faces you were making. Did you really miss that much? Or was it just Mr. Kibutsuji talent?

"Muzan—" you whined, tears peeking at the angle of your eyes as your partner's grip on your hips intensified. You felt the a familiar pressure coiling into your lower abdomen and the idea of releasing on Muzan's tongue made you both thrilled and bashful. What if he did not like it? What if he did not want you to cum?

But, actually, the way he stimulated every right spot of your clitoris, the way he held your body close to his face, was a clear sign that he aspired to. He groaned against your entrance, your legs squeezing his head as you ended up climaxing on his sinful tongue.

He lapped away your essence and you trembled under the overstimulation, your chest raising and falling erratically as you stared at the ceiling in haze. What had just happened? Why did he let you enjoy yourself that much? Why did he satisfy your fantasies, if you should have been the one doing it?

You lifted yourself up on your elbows, glancing up at the dark-haired man unbuckling his belt at the end of the bed. The prominent tent in his pants looked uncomfortable and you blushed, crawling towards him with the most grateful and kind expression on your face that made his heart skip a beat in his chest. You could not look that cute and beautiful at the same time.

"T-Thank you... – you whispered, tucking a strand of your hair behind your ear – Can I help you take care of..." you trailed off, darting your eyes away from the bulge in his boxers, threatening to nudge at your nose. You had not realised how close to it you were, until you had flicked your gaze up to meet his intense gaze.

Muzan chuckled, his calloused hand ruffling your hair jokingly "You don't have to thank me. – he said, his eyes darkening all of a sudden – But you can follow me into the shower. I feel like if I fucked you right now the way I had planned, you would seriously need me to carry you around for a week" he hoarsely commented, making your heart drop into your stomach.

What was wrong with him?

♚

In the meanwhile, maroon eyes studied your empty house. It seemed like you had not been home for a few days. Everything was perfectly tidy, but the majority of your clothes were gone from the drawers, from your wardrobe. Your books were no where to be seen and the fridge was empty.

The tall man sighed, entering your bedroom in search for any clue of where you had gone. Little did he know where you were, but when Kagaya had called him last night to ask for his help again, he had refused to believe it.

You, the sweet and innocent girl he had rescued that night, were now siding with a monster? How did he convince you to follow him? How could you possibly love him?

Yet, when he spotted a white shirt with a reddish stain on its sleeve, he grasped it. Inhaling the dull track of scent still impregnating the fabric, he cussed. Reality finally dawned to him at the smell of the wine ruining the snow-white shirt. It was a Chianti. He knew exactly who loved sipping glasses of Chianti.

Muzan Kibutsuji had taken you away and Yoriichi Tsugikuni was going to bring you back home.

AUTHOR NOTE.

Hi there! I am honored to finally introduce the knight in the shiny armor: Yoriichi Tsugikuni. Now, Muzan and oral sex are something else for me. Y/N is a lucky pal, although her past is … ehm, a little crazy, you know? And there’s so much more to know about it muhahah. I love angsty shit, don’t I?

Anyway, let me know what you think about the chapter and thank you so much for reading this fan fiction 😭❤️

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kanroji-san · 6 days

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I present you

Kanae!Y/n/Reader AU

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itonashi · 1 year

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I am ME.

SUMMARY : Known around the world — a genius scientist named [Name][Last Name]. Everyone sought to be her as she was deemed perfect. A young prodigy that managed to climb up the ranks alongside her friends. She met her demise at the age of 35. It shook the world. Tears fall because of her. Will there be another her?

PAIRING : aquamarine hoshino x fem!reader

WARNINGS : implied deaths, stalking, drugs, slow burn romance, murder, more will be added.

A/N : 2k words. goddamn.. hehe enjoy and pls remember im not an expert still in the adults world neither i am that smart LOL.

4 years later...

You're 6 years old right now. Well, physically. You do not have the patience to restrain myself from not talking all the time. Your babysitter is sleeping. You're infront of a tv. Remote beside you. Maybe, you should change it to a music show?

You're bored after all. No freedom so what else can you do? You change the channel to a music show. After you change it, The MC was announcing the winner for the music show.

"Let's congratulate, B-Komachi!" The MC exclaimed and the audiences roared at the mention of B-Komachi. The members went up the stage, taking the award.

"That girl... looks familiar." You muttered under your breath. A beautiful girl with a blue purplish hair color took the mic and start her speech while giving a heart gesture.

That's the girl you met before. She was interesting to say the least. Even from a first glance, you knew that she hailed from an abusive and solemn past. She was expressionless, she talked to you without any interest in the world and show the real her. To see her become an idol.. does that means she's lying to herself right now.

What drove her to be an idol? You met her only once and yet you feel like, she would be important later on. How captivating, you hope the future is kind to her.

"And that's all from me! Ai!" She waved and giving the mic to another member.

Idol. A career that isn't appreciate enough. Some people on the world looked down upon this career. Just singing and dancing, they said. It's more than that.

Idol need to have a perfect image. One wrong step, then scandal will come for them. Especially if you're a famous group. They have to lie. They have to please their fans. One mistake and it will be talk about for years even after disbanding. The entertainment industry is dangerous. Strict to the point they could take your life.

Idol is also human. They're not robot. They also have feelings. Idols are admirable, they need to have a strong mental to handle the hate. The world is unfair to them. There's so many cases on what happened to idols for the past years and some of it is cruel.

Every career have it's upside and downside. There's no need to compare.

You broke out of your thoughts when the front door opening. You didn't even realize your babysitter already went home. "[Name]." Your father called out to you. You stand up and walk towards him with a tiny smile on your face. Your father wasn't that bad now that you have observed him for 3 years.

He looks like he love your mother dearly. Before going to work, he would always give a kiss to the cheek on your mother. Your mother would blush a little. He carry you to his arm and bring you to his lap.

"I need you to make a decision, [Name]." He said with a stern tone. You tilt your head and nod. "Do you want the easy life or the hard life?" He added, starting into your eyes with a little smile.

You widen your eyes a little "I choose the hard life!" You give an eye closed smile to your father. You felt like being silly while saying that. You expect that if you choose the hard life, he would put you into the entertainment industry. This is the time for you to reveal how smart you are to your family. You aim to be the youngest people to be scouted into the world organization you were previously in. It is possible, in that organization there's no rules for age. You learn that when a child was born in that organization from a couple.

How's that child you see as a little sister figure doing? You hope she still love drawing and painting. Your plan starts now.

Your father sae the expression on your face and laugh "That's good, [Name]. In this world, there's no one living the easy life. Next week, you will follow me visit some director." Your father said with excitement. This is probably the second time you see him that excited — the first one being the time when you talk for 'first time'

He pat you on the head and left you alone on the couch. 'Did he do that just to left me on the couch?' You deadpan at your father but shrug it off. You lay on the couch and close your eyes, gathering the information you gotten for the 4 years you have been living in this new body.

One thing for sure, one of your friends had a baby at the same year you were born. You pray for the chances to meet the child. This time, there's no mistake. You want more connections than before.

"[Name], are you excited to see a child acting on the site?" Your father is driving the car to a filming site. He said the director is someone named Taishi Gotanda. You don't really remember the great things that Taishi guy have did since you weren't that keen on keeping up with the media world.

"Yeah! I'm excited! They're the same age as me, right?" You exclaimed. "No, you're the older one there." He said. Great, being the eldest means babysitting. Well, not if the children is discipline properly.

You arrive at the site and you scan around the site for a potential connection to be made with. Your father tap your back and you follow him behind his back. "Oh, Yoshino-san. Great to have you here." The Taishi guy shake your father's hand and he noticed you behind your father. You notice his eyes and smile while waving to him.

'This is boring.' You thought while walking a little bit away from your father. "Yoshino-chan, please follow me." A staff called out to you. You faced them and nod. "Your father said that you would only see how the process goes. You don't need to do any acting." The staff stated while leading you to a waiting room. You only hum at her to show that you're still listening to her.

'What a quiet kid...' The staff thought. The staff left you as soon as you arrive at the waiting room. You saw three kids and overhear their conversation. "Bet her acting was so bad they had to cut it all out! She seems to be good at buttering people up, though!" The child with red hair uttered.

The red hair proceed to be kinda rude in your opinion to other people. She left not before noticing you though. She look at you up and down and left. 'Is this how kids are?' You sweat at the child behavior. You look inside the room and saw two kids who you assume is twin because of the similarities. The annoyed expression on their face is visible, probably because of that girl? She's Arima Kana , if you remember correctly.

The girl who can flick a crying switch. Well, whatever. You bow at the twin and introduce yourself. They notice you and bow as well. "Oh, I'm Hoshino Ruby! And he's my brother. Hoshino Aquamarine but call him Aqua." The girl claim. What a weird name for japanese people.. The first thing you noticed about the pair is their eyes. It was captivating enough to lure you in. I'm sure they would become a big part of the entertainment industry. A powerful duo, they would say.

"Nice to meet you.." Aqua greet you with a neutral face. An opposite personality of his sister. A smile crawled up your face. "Soo.. why are you guys here?" You questions their presence at the filming site. "I will be acting while my sister here well.. she's just here, I guess." The boy deadpan. "How rude!" Ruby exclaimed.

You nod and cross your arm "It seems like Ruby is the same as me. I will only be watching." You hope that a friendship will bloom between you guys.

Amazing. You lightly smirk at the acting Aqua did. He only act like himself but he was incredibly creepy with it as that was what's the director aiming for. Maybe, the main part of it was because he seems mature for his age and his eyes. You just can't seem to let go of the beauty. "How did you think about it, [Name]?" Your father ask you with interest towards the young boy. "It's amazing, father. Can I start acting too?" You replied while staring at Arima Kana who was crying.

"It's never to late for you to be like your mother." Your father stated while lightly smiling at you "I can get you a role. Make sure to past my expectations." He added. Looks like the expectations for results is starting.

After that, your father have been keeping contacts with the twin since he have taken an interest on the young boy. You occasionally met the twin and learn more about them one by one. Sadly, your father couldn't keep hold of the them — Director Taishi Gotanda did.

You appear on multiple drama show as a child actor and made a name for yourself. There have been talks that you would conquer Arima Kana the child actor prodigy. You don't intend to do that but if that's what happen, it will happen. But they have to stop the comparison because every person have their own flaws.

You even got to do some photoshoot for a child's brand. Well, this will be memories in a few years. Atleast, you get to feel being a child again. A carefree child. Because of all the acting, you had to learn new skills everytime even things that you didn't learn in your past life. Naturally, you're good at it.

I guess you would still be a genius this time too.

When the death of Ai Hoshino happened, you attend the funeral with your parent. The people grieving over Ai's death make you recall the time your parent got into a bad accident and passed away because of that. You didn't cry because you had no connection to her but it still hurts to know that the stranger you have met before when they're a teenager to died when they almost turn into a full fledged adult.

You hope the people from Strawberry Production is taking their time to heal from the loss of a staff. You can only give prayers to them.

Later on, the death of Ai was just like a wind breeze that pass every day. No one talk about it after a week. Some may move on and some didn't. Ai Hoshino may you rest in peace.

A year of being in the entertainment industry — thanks to your father. You don't care if they call you a nepo baby. You're talented, that's all that matter. You were invited to a variety show and you were excited since you can freely show your talents there. No on can say a thing about it. No one will question it.

You met the cast and greet them. It was going well until they start talking about your acting career. "Yoshino-san, you really resemble your mother and your acting skill is incredible. Mind to share a tip?" The MC compliment your acting. "I can't because I am ME. I don't think much on what to do and just go with the flow." You said with a neutral tone. One thing about the entertainment industry, they won't question what the kids say since their still not mature for their age and just let out what's on their mind. Even if you have a sharp tongue, the people will love it. They don't mind it when a kid do it. At the very least, you have to have a character that will make people love you.

That would make people remember you for a long time.

"Yoshino-san, your father said before in an interview that you are a genius. Top at everything, is that true?" One of the cast commented. You smirk "Why don't you give me a question and let me answer it? I would prefer if it's a math question, though." With this, you will make moments for yourself. The cast laugh at your confidence and gave you a whiteboard. You will be competing with the 'smartest' cast, they said.

"69 x 4."

Ding!

A ring was made by you. The questions was too easy. As former scientist, you had to count percentage so this is a piece of cake for you. The cast beside you look at you bewildered. "276." You confidently said. "Correct!" The MC exclaimed. You know that they're looking down on you. You ought to prove them wrong.

After a series of questions, the people were speechless upon your smartness. The adults didn't expect this. Your mother look at you behind the swarm of staff and smile widely. You notice it and wave a little.

Soon, the filming ended. You were tired and hold out your arms to your mother. Your mom chuckle s and carry you up to her arms and kiss you on the cheeks. "You did good, my little angel." Your mother praises you. You snuggle up to her. Even though, you are an adult mentally but you want to indulge in this child body of your of receiving parent's love.

Even an adult wants to heal their inner child.

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𝓨𝓪𝓷𝓭𝓮𝓻𝓮 𝓞𝓼𝓱𝓲 𝓝𝓸 𝓚𝓸 𝓧 𝓗𝓾 𝓣𝓪𝓸 𝓡𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻!

ⁱ ᵈᵉᶜⁱᵈᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ᵐᵃᵏᵉ ᵃ ʰᵉᵃᵈᶜᵃⁿᵒⁿ ᵒᶠ ᵒˢʰⁱ ⁿᵒ ᵏᵒ ᵇᵉᶜᵃᵘˢᵉ ʷʰʸ ⁿᵒᵗ?

!𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬!: 𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐢𝗼𝐫 (𝗼𝐛𝐯𝐢𝗼𝐮𝐬𝐥𝐲), 𝗼𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝗼𝐧, 𝗺𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝗼𝐧, 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐤𝐢𝐝𝐧𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 ,𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝗺𝐚𝐲 𝐧𝗼𝐭 𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝐜𝐚𝐧𝗼𝐧!

𝐈𝐟 𝐲𝗼𝐮 𝐝𝗼𝐧'𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐝𝗼 𝐧𝗼𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬!

𝐀𝐪𝐮𝐚 𝐇𝗼𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝗼

★ 𝚆𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝 𝚜𝚊𝚠 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜.

★ 𝚈𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜 𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚘𝚏 𝙰𝚒 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚗'𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚢.

★ 𝚆𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚔 𝚝𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚘 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝙰𝚒.

★ 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚎𝚛𝚏𝚞𝚕 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚜𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝙰𝚒.

★ 𝙻𝚘𝚕 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘𝚘 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚋𝚢 𝙰𝚚𝚞𝚊.

★ 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔 𝚘𝚏 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝙰𝚒 𝚛𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞.

★ 𝙷𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚐𝚘𝚍 𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚌𝚝 𝙰𝚒.

★ 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝚜𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎, 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝙰𝚒, 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎.

★ 𝙰𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚎𝚎𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚐𝚘𝚗𝚗𝚊 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚜𝚘 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞.

★ 𝙷𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝚏𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚊 𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚙𝚞𝚙𝚙𝚢.

★ 𝙸𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚗 𝚒𝚍𝚘𝚕 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚋𝚎 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚞𝚙 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚔𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚢 𝚊 𝚌𝚛𝚊𝚣𝚢 𝚏𝚊𝚗.

★ 𝙷𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚏𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝟷 𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚑 𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚞𝚢𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚝.

★ 𝙸𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚌𝚌𝚎𝚙𝚝 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚋𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚘𝚏 𝙰𝚒 𝚊𝚌𝚌𝚎𝚙𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎.

★ 𝙸𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚊𝚌𝚌𝚎𝚙𝚝, 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚔𝚒𝚍𝚗𝚊𝚙 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚌𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞.

★ 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚞𝚢𝚜 𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚕 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚋𝚎 𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚔 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎.

★ 𝚆𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚋𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚛𝚢 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚘𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐.

★ 𝚃𝚘 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚋𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚏 𝚑𝚎 𝚔𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚞𝚕𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞.

★ 𝚆𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚎𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚍𝚊𝚍 ( 𝚉𝚑𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚕𝚒 ) 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚎𝚛𝚏𝚞𝚕.

★ 𝙰𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚍𝚊𝚍 𝚊𝚌𝚌𝚎𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎.

★ 𝙾𝚏 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚎 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚍𝚊𝚍 𝚊𝚌𝚌𝚎𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚞𝚢𝚜 𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚙 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚜 𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚘 𝙿𝚕𝚊𝚗 𝙱!

★ 𝚂𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚛𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝙰𝚒.

★ 𝙸𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚞𝚢 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚛𝚝 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝙰𝚒 𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚒𝚝.

★ 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚠𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚍𝚘 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚋𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝙰𝚒 𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚐𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚐𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚊𝚗 𝚒𝚍𝚘𝚕.

★ 𝙰𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚐𝚘𝚗𝚗𝚊 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚌𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞.

𝐑𝐮𝐛𝐲 𝐇𝗼𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝗼

★ 𝙲𝚑𝚎𝚎𝚛𝚏𝚞𝚕 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗 + 𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚎𝚛𝚏𝚞𝚕 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗 = 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚏𝚎𝚌𝚝 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚙𝚕𝚎.

★ 𝚆𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝 𝚜𝚊𝚠 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚊 𝚜𝚒𝚖𝚙 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞.

★ 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚗 ( 𝚋𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚜 𝙰𝚒 ).

★ 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚘 𝚓𝚘𝚒𝚗 𝙱- 𝙺𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚌𝚑𝚒 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚙𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚙.

★ 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚋𝚎 𝚓𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝙰𝚚𝚞𝚊 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚑𝚎𝚛.

★ 𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚙𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚖𝚎𝚎𝚝.

★ 𝚆𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝙺𝚊𝚗𝚊 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝙺𝚊𝚗𝚊 𝚛𝚎𝚙𝚞𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚕𝚘𝚠 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚊𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚊𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚛.

★𝚆𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝙺𝚊𝚗𝚊 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚔 𝚝𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚍𝚊𝚢.

★ 𝚆𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕 𝚋𝚊𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞.

★ 𝙸𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚞𝚢𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚔 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚢 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚊 𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝 𝚐𝚒𝚛𝚕𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍.

★ 𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚞𝚢𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚞𝚢𝚜 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛.

★ 𝙸𝚏 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚢 𝚏𝚕𝚒𝚛𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚑𝚞𝚛𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚋𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚙 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐.

★ 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛.

★ 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝙰𝚚𝚞𝚊 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚊 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚓𝚎𝚊𝚞𝚕𝚘𝚞𝚜.

★ 𝙸𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚘 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚖 𝚍𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚋𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚖 𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚞𝚕𝚕 𝚘𝚏 𝚙𝚒𝚌𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞.

★ 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚎 𝚌𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚢 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚗𝚘 𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝.

★ 𝙰𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚊 𝚘𝚋𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚢 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚝𝚘𝚡𝚒𝚌.

𝐊𝐚𝐧𝐚 𝐀𝐫𝐢𝗺𝐚

★ 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚊 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚢 𝚌𝚘𝚘𝚕 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗.

★ 𝚆𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚐𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚓𝚘𝚒𝚗 𝙱-𝙺𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚌𝚑𝚒 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚢.

★ 𝙷𝚎𝚛 𝚌𝚛𝚞𝚜𝚑 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝙰𝚚𝚞𝚊 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚔 𝚝𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞.

★ 𝚂𝚑�� 𝚜𝚊𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝙰𝚚𝚞𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚎𝚛.

★ 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚜𝚘 𝚌𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚢 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚁𝚞𝚋𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚋 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗.

★ 𝚆𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚕𝚜𝚘 𝚏𝚕𝚒𝚛𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎.

★ 𝚆𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝙰𝚔𝚊𝚗𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚍𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝙰𝚚𝚞𝚊 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝟸 𝚍𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚜 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚝.

★ 𝙸𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚞𝚢𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚍𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝙼𝙾𝚁𝙴 𝚌𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎.

★ 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚎 𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚕𝚎𝚏𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚙𝚎𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚎.

★ 𝚆𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝙽𝙴𝚅𝙴𝚁 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚘𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐.

★ 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚕𝚜𝚘 𝚊𝚍𝚖𝚒𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐.

★ 𝙸𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚔 𝚞𝚙 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚔𝚒𝚍𝚗𝚊𝚙 𝚢𝚘𝚞.

★ 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚍𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚛.

★ 𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚍𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚢 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚊 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚐𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞!

★ 𝙰𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚊 𝚌𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚋𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞.

𝐀𝐤𝐚𝐧𝐞 𝐊𝐮𝐫𝗼𝐤𝐚𝐰𝐚

★ 𝙰𝚝 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝙰𝚚𝚞𝚊 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝙰𝚒.

★ 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚎.

★ 𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞.

★ 𝙻𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚎 𝚜𝚘 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚏𝚎𝚌𝚝?

★ 𝚈𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚘 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚕, 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚘 𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚎𝚛𝚏𝚞𝚕, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚙𝚎𝚍.

★ 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚙 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚌𝚛𝚞𝚜𝚑 𝚘𝚗 𝙰𝚚𝚞𝚊 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚊 𝚌𝚛𝚞𝚜𝚑 𝚘𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞.

★ 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚗 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚒𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚝𝚢𝚙𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚝𝚢𝚙𝚎.

★ 𝚆𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚍𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚞𝚖𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚞𝚢𝚜 𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚙 𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚘 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚏𝚎𝚌𝚝.

★ 𝙸𝚏 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚎𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚘𝚕𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚋𝚕𝚎𝚖.

★ 𝙷𝚎𝚛 𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚖 𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚞𝚕𝚕 𝚘𝚏 𝚙𝚒𝚌𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞.

★ 𝚆𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚍, 𝚠𝚑𝚢 𝚙𝚎𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚘𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚏𝚎𝚌𝚝.

★ 𝙸𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚔 𝚞𝚙 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚔𝚒𝚍𝚗𝚊𝚙 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚛.

★ 𝚆𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚌𝚛𝚊𝚣𝚢 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚌𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞.

★ 𝙸𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚏𝚒𝚡 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚋𝚕𝚎𝚖 𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚢.

★ 𝙰𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚊 𝚘𝚋𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚛𝚊𝚣𝚢 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞.

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swallowtail-lotus · 1 month

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Sweet & Sour {Buddha x Kanae!Reader x Loki}

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I know they don't like each other, but I thought this was funny at the time

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You ran down the huge corridors, excited to go see Buddha after he asked if you wanted to spend time with him. Of course you agreed, considering you got along with him so well. The thing that bothered you was how he said you couldn't say you were going to him. Just like the other times.

You slowed down, your brows turned to a frown and bug like eyes blinking in confusion. You nearly reached the destination he told you but felt a pair of hands on your shoulders.

"Little butterfly~" A voice cooed in your ear, a mischievous laugh following after. You yelped out and swung your arm, nearly hitting whoever was behind you.

"You missed again~!" Loki spoke playfully, his eyes meeting yours.

"Ah! Sorry for nearly hitting you! You've already felt my reflexes and didn't wake up for four days straight!" This was true. You have smacked Loki once, and he couldn't wake up for four days, which worried you to no end.

"I know, but that was centuries ago. Besides, I've learnt to move when you strike." Loki reassured, waving the distant memory off even if it did scare him a bit.

"So, is there something you need?" You asked politely, intertwining your hands behind your back. Loki stopped, getting lost in your unusual eyes. He admitted he thought your eyes were the most beautiful pair, seeing that they resembled a pair of insect eyes.

"Nothing much, just wanted to know where you're going since you ran away so quickly." He answered, leaning back with his hands behind his head. Your eyes widen at his answer, fearing how he'll react if you told him the truth. You know about the two gods not getting along at all and honestly, it was annoying to break those two up when they had arguments.

It was difficult to answer the God who can easily see through any lie, so you did the only thing you could think of...

You backed away from the levitating God. You turned around, taking off faster than Loki could even properly respond to your lack of answer.

"Hey! Get back here!" You continued to run, your haori and hair flowing through the wind. You looked back to see if Loki was close, not looking back to watch your surroundings. You collided with something hard but soft at the same time, hearing a steady heartbeat.

"Couldn't wait to see me, huh?" You felt your cheeks heat up and your heart did backflips as soon as Buddha's voice chimed in to fill the silence that only lasted a minute.

You got off the taller God, pulling him up with your hand.

"I'm sorry. I was just-"

"There you are! Little- oh..." Loki stopped his sentence when he saw the long hair god standing in front of you, his smile turning into a glare. Buddha just took one look at the floating God and put his attention on you.

Loki's eye twitched at the smirk on Buddha's face, reaching out to grab your wrist.

"What are you doing with this traitor?" Loki hissed out the question, his grip tightening. The strength of his grip was hurting you, but you sucked it up and sighed.

"We were just gonna spend some time together." You responded quietly, trying to get your wrist out of his grip. That answer didn't calm the God down at all. It just fueled his anger more. Buddha noticed the intense glare from the other God, deciding to mess with him.

"What, you jealous or somethin?"

Buddha teased, his hands on his hips, his smirk still present. Loki's grip on your wrist had loosened, his face flushed a slight red. You managed to take your wrist from his hand, rubbing it to soothe the pain.

"Strange. You've never done this before. Sure you scared off a few males, which I'm thankful for, but never this." You commented, looking at the two gods in pure confusion.

"....." Loki didn't say a word, which was starting to scare you. Buddha calmed down, his hand patting your shoulder.

"Let's leave this idiot." He said, turning around to leave. You saw the blush fade from his face, feeling relieved he didn't suddenly catch a fever. You reluctantly followed Buddha, leaving Loki in his place.

"Want one?" Buddha asked, holding out a spare lollipop to you while the other was already in his mouth. You grabbed it from him, opening it up and put it in your mouth.

It wasn't rare for the candy loving God to offer you some of his snacks when you were with him.

"Thanks." Your reply was muffled by the lollipop in your mouth. Buddha found your muffled words amusing, a quiet chuckle leaving his lips. While you were too occupied with the delicious taste of the lollipop, Buddha took the time to admire you.

Your eyes were sparkling as usual, but there was more in them now that you're happy. Your butterfly hairpins suited your perfectly, fitting for someone like you. But that wasn't what got his attention first.

It was your personality. He respects your love for the humans. If you dared to turn against the gods, he'll gladly stand by you.

While you were savouring the lollipop, you felt it get pulled out and the feeling of someone's lips on yours. Your eyes shot open, meeting none other than Loki, who seemed to have snapped out of whatever trance he was in and teleported near you.

With Loki, he was enjoying every second of it. One, because it was fun to piss off Buddha. Two, the lollipop made your lips taste sweeter.

You immediately started to push on Loki's chest and succeeded when Loki pulled away.

"What the-"

"See you later, Little Butterfly~" Loki cooed, teleporting away from the two of you. You stared into space, the lollipop now in your hands. Buddha rolled his eyes and leaned down, wiping your lips with his thumb.

"What- when-" You were at a loss for words, trying to process what happened a few seconds ago.

"That damned bastard."

Buddha mumbled, rubbing your lollipop on your lips to get the taste on them. Your face heated up from the closeness between you two.

"Guess I'm gonna try harder to steal your heart, huh?"

#my mind was in a different place writing this #record of ragnarok #record of ragnarok x reader #buddha x reader #loki x reader #ror buddha x reader #ror loki x reader #kanae!reader

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lazypanartist · 4 months

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Nothing in Starscream's life has been soft since the war began. He may have grown up a prince, but being raised a warrior certainly counteracted any gentleness in his upbringing.

Then, almost as suddenly as it had began, the war was over. Millions of years of fighting, of brutality and harshness and trickery to survive.

Gone.

Then, he met you.

You, who had no choice but to be soft. Your upbringing may not have been, but here you were, malleable in his palm, pressing your own to his faceplate in a gesture so soft he feared he may melt against it.

Still.

Even still, he managed to try to match your gestures. The feeling behind it the force - the lack thereof.

He appreciated it, really. But it was so hard for him to stay out beneath your touch, fearing a trap of some form. So he did what he could, started small when he feared any large gesture would throw him to the wolves. A small pat to your hand, a little top of the head kiss, a twitching stillness as he allowed your little body to settle against his own.

And over time, he became bolder. Holding you, squeezing you - still gentle, still unwilling to risk losing the softest thing he'd ever had. Still trying to be the best he could, for the one who showed him the best thing he could have. Who let him have it, instead of holding it just out of reach.

Ah, love. Wrapped around your little finger, even if you have no clue.

#kana writes #x reader #xreader #starscream x reader #tf starscream #transformers starscream #starscream #transformers starscream x reader #transformers

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kana-daydreams · 1 month

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𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐟𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐦𝐨𝐨𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐝 || 𝐆𝐨𝐣𝐨

summary: Satoru comes home to see you wearing his blindfold. genre: fluff cw: none? Just some affectionate smooching. wc: 1.8k

With arms and legs sprawled out like a lifeless starfish across the plush cream carpet of Satoru’s bedroom, an audible sigh sounds past your lips at a pestering memory that has been swimming through your mind for the last couple of days.

“You guys have been dating for how long now?”

Outside at a frequented cafe front, shaded under its thick green awning from the heat of the summer sun, you peered across at Shoko who sat in the seat opposite your own with a cigarette tucked between her fingers.

Both of you were on a short lunch break, relieving yourselves of the taxing demands of your jobs as Jujutsu High’s only two proficient healers.

“…a month.” Your answer came out in a timid reply and sounded more like a question as you hid your embarrassed expression behind your extra large cup of iced coffee.

Shoko hummed and you watched as she took a long drag of her cigarette that burned away inches near the butt, a puff of smoke exhaling past her lips.

“Known each other for five years—been dating for a month,” she muses. “And still, he hasn’t made a move?”

You winced at her words. “No. He hasn’t.” You averted your eyes, confirming the disappointing reality that you and your boyfriend, Satoru Gojo, were yet to explore any forms of romantic intimacy beyond that of hugs and chaste kisses.

“You’re going over to his place this weekend, right?”

You direct your attention back at Shoko. “Yeah…”

“Then shoot your shot.” Shoko stubbed out her cigarette in an ashtray in front of her.

Your brows wrinkled at her words. “Huh?”

“Make the first move.” She clarified and was not surprised when she watched you with tired eyes instantly blurted out the words “Impossible! Never! No!” in one breath, loud enough to garner the attention of the cafe’s other patrons around you.

The embarrassing moment as you recall it, makes your face warm, especially at your friend’s suggestion — ‘Make the first move.’

An action you didn’t think yourself capable of doing unless you were willing to die from a massive heart attack.

But still.

You wanted to know what it would feel like to kiss your boyfriend.

What it would feel like to have Satoru’s lips pressed against yours.

And what he would taste like.

Sweet, maybe?

You trace the tip of a finger absentmindedly along your lower lip, and when you realise you’re acting like a perverted old man (well woman in your case), you release a frustrated kind of cry.

You pull yourself to sit up, shaking your head to stop yourself from thinking too much about your dilemma. And decide to distract yourself until Satoru gets back from the short-noticed mission he’d left your cuddle session to attend to.

Momentarily, your endeavour leads you to seek interest near a dresser tucked away near one corner of the room.

The large mirror above it captures the reflection of a woman attired in an oversized Tee and pyjama pants donning a strip of black cloth tied loosely around the upper half of her face, while her swagger-like poses mirrors your own.

Snap!

Your phone snaps a few times and after a couple more snaps, you raise the blindfold you adorn a bit to look at your work. “I can’t wait to send these to Toru.” You scroll through the ton of pictures you’ve just taken, giggling at the reaction Satoru would pull when he sees them.

“Maybe I should do a video?” You muse before acting on the thought as you reattach your phone to the tripod on the dresser, tap the record button, and pull down your—Satoru’s blindfold.

You then arrange your body in a pose dripping with arrogance and confidence—and of course a lot of rizz. And commence your act when the timer runs down.

“I. am. the strongest!” You attempt to say in a deep voice but fail.

You stop the video and clear your throat. You do a few voice checks then repeat the filming process.

“Don’t worry baby boo, sugar lumps, my apple pie.” You give the camera a smug look , biting down seductively on your lips and say in a deep, gruff voice. “You know who I am?” You glance at the camera head-to-toe. “Well baby girl, I’m the strongest.”

“Hey! I do not sound like that.”

You freeze, startled at the real masculine voice that suddenly comes from behind you. And you slowly pivot your body around, raising the right side of the blindfold an inch to see none other than a tall figure with snow-white hair and a black blindfold that matches your own, standing at the entrance of the room with furrowed brows and cheeks puffed from a playful pout.

“Toru, you’re home!” You can’t help but giggle at your boyfriend’s childish reaction before, pausing the video, crossing the room in a few strides and throwing your arms around him in a tight embrace.

Satoru wraps his arms around your smaller frame being careful not to ruin the pink sparkly gift bag you were yet to notice in his hand containing a gift he’d gotten you during his mission. He then leans down to your height, touching a soft kiss to your forehead. “I see my baby’s missed me.” He smiles.

“Of course I did.” Your words are muffled against his broad chest, a satisfied smile gracing your face from the gentle feel of his kiss.

“Here. I’ve got you something.”

You unwillingly pull away from Satoru and fully tug the blindfold down to see the gift bag he holds towards you.

You retrieve it from his hands, peering into it to see brown doe eyes staring back at you.

“Toru, it’s so cute!” You squeal as you free the fluffy stuffed toy from its sparkly confines, cuddling it against your chest. “I love it!”

Satoru’s face beams at your response, the corners of his lips stretching into a somewhat bashful smile. “I’m so happy my baby likes it.” He says before his attention shifts to his spare blindfold that hangs around your neck, remembering that a moment ago he’d walked in on you rizzing up his mirror. “So what’s with the blindfold?”

“Oh, this?” Your fingers find themselves fiddling with the piece of said fabric. “I was just messing around.” You wave a hand dismissively at him, leaving his side to lay the toy against a plush pillow on the bed further across the room.

“You were that bored, huh?” Satoru chuckles as he trails behind you, before a teasing smirk winds its way onto his face. “How needy. I didn’t know my pretty girl would be so lonely without me. Maybe next time I’ll give you a body pillow with my face on it.”

Your face steams at his words, and you whirl around to meet his shadowed gaze. “I am not needy. I was simply bored, okay.” You cross your arms and jut out your lips—your plump and very, very kissable lips—Satoru thinks, finding it hard to peel his gaze off them. But reluctantly does when a thought clicks to mind.

“I’m sorry babe. You’re not that needy.” Satoru apologises and gently takes one of your hands, raising it to his lips before pressing a tender kiss on the back of your palm. “By the way, I’ve got another surprise for you. Do…you want it?”

“I won't be bribed, Toru.”

“C’mon baby. I think you’ll really like it.” He releases your hand to clasp his together and says in a sing-song voice, “And besides, I really, really would like to give it to you.”

“Is it food? Money?”

Satoru chuckles at your words. “You’ll see, but…” he drawls. “You’ve gotta put the blindfold back on.”

You arch a sceptical brow at that.“Why?”

You know Satoru.

And you know he’s probably scheming something—you can see it in the way the corners of his mouth curve up into an I’m-up-to-something smile.

“‘Cause…” He drags. “It's a gift I can’t give you unless you put the blindfold back on.”

His words don't make much–any– sense to you, but eventually, you relent after losing a minute–long staring competition between his translucent ocean-blue eyes and your own, persuaded by the pleading expression of your strikingly handsome and adorable Toru.

You sigh in defeat when Satoru finishes securing his blindfold with a loose knot across your eyes.“Now what?”

Your question is answered by Satoru's large hands reeling you in by your hips with gentle care, drawing you close and into his firm body.

The feeling of his strong arms circling your waist follows, leaving you to settle the palms of your hands against his chest. And with the little space left between your bodies, the soothing scent of him and a hint of his masculine cologne wraps itself around you, cloaking your senses like a fuzzy blanket.

“Don’t tell me this is the surprise?”

“So what if it is. My hugs are the best.” He says rather smugly and you can’t help but chuckle lightly at that.

“Yeah, they are.” You lean in closer to his soothing warmth.

A kiss to your forehead follows your boyfriend’s loving and comforting embrace, and a pleased hum leaves you at the affectionate gesture—you’ve always adored his forehead kisses.

Another kiss, equally as loving and tender is pressed to your blindfolded eyes, one at a time and your face scrunches slightly when he next, unexpectedly, plops a wet one to your nose.

“Toru!” You giggle, giggling some more when he kisses your nose again before moving to pepper feather-light kisses to your cheeks. Though your jubilant laughter abruptly cuts short when his lips start to slowly trail soft kisses along your jawline. One of the many parts of your body that has never been touched by his lips.

Heat rises up your neck and settles at your cheeks when his kisses continue to trace along your sensitive skin, burning more furiously when you feel his warm breath caress the right corner of your mouth.

He gives it a peck which makes your heart stutter.

“T-Toru?”

“Hm?” Satoru hums in response, and you feel the sensation of it vibrate against your skin.

“Is…Is this the surprise?” You question a second time, your voice a bit shaky as you do.

Satoru presses a kiss, this time to the left corner of your mouth. “Nope.”

“Then…what’s the sur—”

Your words are muffled when Satoru’s soft lips connect to yours. And your heart leaps, your face burning as both your lips meld together in a slow and tender kiss. A pleasant sensation for both you and Satoru short-lived when he pulls away, the deep blush that colours almost his entire face, obscured from your view by the black blindfold on your own.

His forehead presses gently against yours. “That is.” He says almost breathless, referring to your unfinished question, before capturing your lips in another and this time, much longer, deeper—and addictively sweeter kiss.

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