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dearmayaki · 10 months
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you're pretty
( pair; inosuke hashibira x blind!reader )
( short summary - you're blind, but he is your eyes and dear friend since children )
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"make way! make way!" you hear the boy you've heard and known for years huff, his footsteps hard and rough as it harshly hits the dirt. making noticeable patterns of his left and right.
"inosuke, i can handle myself-"  you get cut off, almost tripping from a twig but you catch yourself anyways and you hear the deep voiced man laugh furiously,
"i knew it! you won't last a second alive in the woods!" well, he wasn't wrong.
"come on! on my back you go-"   "inos-"   not even a minute you were on his back, his eyes shining with proudly at the fact he was able to carry you on his back. his eyes shone with pride as he marches through the path of the forest, night nearing.
he barges into an unused cabin and gathers some leaves, picking and finding the best ones and gathering it on the most comfortable spot he could find.
he puts you down and he clicks the roof of his tongue, "home sweet home." you roll your eyes at him and hear him gasp, "you dare roll your white eyes on king hashibira inosuke?!" he shouts offended and you giggle smiling mischievously, "how do i know you really are king hashibira inosuke?"
"simple! lay your eyes- oh." you snicker at his attempt and he huffs.
"stupid curse! i'll be sure to cure you from that miserable state!" you laugh and lay down on the leaf bed he made, closing your eyes quietly only hearing the crackling of the fire, and his breathing.
"go to sleep."   "no." you turn to him- "i'm not there." and you turn to the other side finally facing inosuke. "why not?" he pauses thinking for a moment.
"i can't sleep."
you snort and he just lays there very serious. "wait you're not- you seriously can't sleep?! what do you want me to do? sing you a lullaby?!" you hear him groan tossing and turning, you grumble at this and cross your arms.
"fine, tell me how you look like." at this the mood changes and inosuke smiles wide and points at himself with his thumb.
"i have awesome grass eyes! handsome hair with blue! and better eyelashes than yours!" he kept rambling about how amazing he looks, his voice was falling quiet... before you hear his snores and you chuckle.
"you sound like you're pretty."
( : : taken from wattpad )
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dearmayaki · 10 months
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encouragement
( pair; keigo takami x introvert!worker!reader / golden retriever & black cat )
( short summary - you're a very quiet one, it piques his interest but he can't seem to find a way to be your friend )
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Imagine being ranked as Japan's number two hero. Fans, left and right, paparazzi everywhere, everyone wanting to be your friend. Of course, it's a wealthy life as well. Keigo knows his way around - he's fast, charming and observant.
Which is why you had caught his eye.
He recently hired you and you worked in his agency for about a week, normally you'd be friends and chill with him by now - but you were still in your own bubble. Hawks could mind his business, but what's a bit of fun going to do? He's friends with everyone in his line of work so why not?
"Hey (L/n)!" He cheers approaching your figure, your station in the corner away from everyone else. "Hm?" You hum in acknowledgement turning to look up at the boss.
"Wanna go out with a few peers of mine? We could go during lunch break!" He took the empty office chair beside yours and plopped onto it, childishly spinning around for a moment.
You stare at him, deciding. He knows that look of yours, he may act foolish but his eyes are as clear as a hawk; you'd turn him down unless he does something about it.
"May I know the purpose of this outing..?" You finally spoke, in which Hawks responds with an enthusiastic thumbs up. "You know how important bonding with my co-workers is! Come on (L/n) it's been a week you're always working!" He whines a little spinning on the office chair.
"Bonding..?" He chuckles to himself when you tilted your head.
"Yes! You can invite your friends too ya know? The more the merrier!"
He says so hopefully, no offense though he knew you would decline. He doesn't know why, but he's determined to know about his workers' lives. Yes, every single one of them.
"I'm afraid I'll have to decline Sir, if the purpose of this outing is fun and bonding, I'd rather not-"
"Pretty please?" He pushes, hoping you'd accept his offer. You sighed seeing he puckered his lips. "Okay." He internally cheers with joy in response to your answer.
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"(L/n)? You actually came!" One of your co-workers bounces up and down happily on discovery of your arrival. Shes a clingy one, she ran over and hugged your side relieved by your presence.
"Sir Hawks persisted, he said it was important so I came." She only sighed, "Oh you silly fellow... Always professional and serious.. loosen up will you?" She nudges your shoulder playfully.
"I'll try." Everyone who came for the hangout sweat dropped. Thankfully and finally, Hawks arrives.
"Greetings my sweets!" The vermillion winged man carries a few bags, same with a few of his feathers. "I've bought some gifts for my favorite minions!" They all gasp with joy, ripping the stapled bags open and seeing all of their likes, favorites and other things that went along with their hobbies.
You didn't open yours immediately, not wanting to. But out of respect, you decided to do so.
"I'm sorry (L/n).. I didn't know what to get you.." he says, worriedly watching you look inside the gift bag and pull out a simple purse.
Surprisingly, it was your style and color palette, it even matched the outfit you wore right now.
"Thank you, it's beautiful." You flashed him a small smile, bending a bit to give a small bow to which he quickly stops you with his feathers. "Oh you doof! Stop being so formal you're making me embarrassed!" He playfully jokes to which the others snicker.
"Guys come on I'm hungry!" One of your co-workers whine, looping an arm around your shoulder and the other girl's. She laughs; "Calm your appetite! We don't want you eating our clothes!"
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This whole time, he was watching you.
He was observing how you'd react, how you'd respond and how you would compose yourself. Yes, he is studying you. Hawks rested his cheek on his hand, staring at you with a calm expression on his face.
The hangout was indeed a success, he learnt something small- or maybe major about you.
You like being praised, appreciated and shown affection to.
No- you don't like it- from how the corner of your lips reacted it seemed as if you love it.
Hawks noticed this when you were taken aback by their sudden display of appreciation. They were thanking you for your hard work, being a helpful hand even though you were new.
And one more important thing, you lean to their touch. Like a magnet.
He thinks to himself, you're touch starved - was the first conclusion in his mind. But he has to confirm that suspicion first before jumping into anymore conclusions.
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In the next day, you both stayed in late at the agency, working on a report. He definitely did not purposely wait to finish this one and act clueless so he decided to call for your help. "I'm sorry if I'm bothering you." Hawks whispers, hugging a random pillow he grabbed from the couch.
"No worries, I'm happy to help." His eyes narrow, a small smile crept on his face. 'So diligent.' ; a comforting silence engulfs the large office, just the sound of fingers tapping away on the keyboard along with the scratch of a pen's ink on a paper.
He decides to be bold - breaking the silence.
"If I'm being honest, I want to know you better." Hawks says, but you don't pause your work to look at him. You only glanced at him for a moment, "Elaborate?" His eyes narrowed -
"Not gonna lie, I always have the need to know about my workers' lives. How they act, their personalities, likes and dislikes.." he trails off his gaze landing unto the ceiling. "I can't seem to know what you like, other than being a perfectionist it seems." He jokes.
"I'm sorry, I just want to be a good worker." You set the laptop aside on the couch and turn to look at him, "But for your sake, I want you to stop. I don't want you to waste your time on me, I'm very boring." You bluntly state, your fingers playing with the purse he had gifted you.
"I don't believe you." He suddenly says, giving you a thumbs down. "Everyone is different - like their fingerprints, there's always something unique."
You fall silent.
"I don't know you as much- but I feel like you're yearning for something.." he vocalises his 'small' suspicion, squinting his eyes and pouting his lips a little, a finger on his chin.
"I'm not sure I know what you're talking about."
"You're an introvert okay- but somethings up. Just now with that little edgy quote of yours? I think there's something wrong." You only tilt your head out of confusion.
"It feels weird to hear the word boring when describing someone!" He ruffled his own hair.
"No offense Sir, you won't really notice when you're one of the beings on top of the world." You had him speechless for a moment, and finally it kicked in;
"Boss! I'm so sorry! I got carried awa-" he suddenly cuts you off - with a roaring laughter.
"Pfft! I didn't expect that from you!" He roughly nudged your side with his shoulder playfully with a cheeky smile. "But if we're being serious- I'm pretty sure no one here thinks you're boring when you're literally carrying the agency on your back?" He says with sass.
"I'm-" "-only doing my job. Right?" He giggles when the corner of your lips twitched. This time, it was just comfortable silence, you and him. He couldn't help but stare at you, taking in the way the moonlight emphasizes your features.
"I like to talk."
Hawks halted in his tracks, raising an eyebrow; "What? You wanted to know about me." He blinked, "Sorry- I just didn't expect that.." he awkwardly says.
"I just didn't have the right friends. That's all I'll give you." You finish, picking up your things on the coffee table and shoving them in your work bag, handling it roughly but when it came to the purse-
He observed the way you handle it with tender care, as if it was a glass ornament, wearing it carefully but swiftly.
"I will be taking my leave, I've already completed the report." You bow lightly before stepping out the door, not looking back.
Now it was just Hawks; and Keigo Takami. You're a puzzle, but he was a mystery. With A sharp intellect like his, he can break you down easily.
You didn't seem to be boring, his intuition is sharp, accurate and clear. You might have not had the support you needed all those years ago- when you were young. But he's ready to make you open up, and maybe even teach you how to love again, to let someone into your heart again.
( : : imma be real with y'all I kinda do not like this one )
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dearmayaki · 2 years
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"silhouette of a man"
'to learn love'
pair(platonic); father! iguro obanai & daughter! reader
heads up!: angst/toxic, daddy issues in general
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"being a demon slayer isn't so easy you know? I have to work everyday just so you can comfortably eat, sleep in this estate that I worked for."
you didn't know why- you didn't know why you were simply taking what he was giving, he gave and you gladly took like a lunatic. who can drink in such words from their own father? and simply move on as if it was nothing and not do anything? you.
why out of all men? why out of all men she chose this heterochromia eyed man?
was it his beauty? was it his different coloured orbs that pulled her into him? eyes that held nothing but pure absolute hatred that burnt with silent anger when his eyes somehow finds it's way to you.
but what did you ever do?
"you look so much like her, I don't want to see your face."  maybe your ears must be deceiving you, he was never like this before she was gone - hes so mean when it came to her, so mean everytime you pointed out that you weren't her.
you knew he wanted you to be exactly like how she was, but it seems that you didn't get any of her personality traits. just the same glares that you got from him. and slowly the small family drifts apart from each other, and tanjiro wanted this dispute gone. this felt like an annoying fog that won't go away and he was ready to shoo it away.
each time you ran to the red headed boy he always noticed that you were in tears, sobbing as you clutched the sleeve of his haori and he could only close his eyes and pull you into his embrace out of pity and whisper sweet words to cheer you up.
"you're okay, he didn't mean any of that-"
why did it hurt so much.
and so you finally ran away abandoning that poor man, leaving him to drown in his own grief fed up with his tantrums when he saw a flash of pink and green.
and when you ran you abandoned everyone else as well, you went and went till you found your new life - somehow starting a new small village that was growing, and luckily for the place, it grew near the wisteria trees where it would be harder for danger to bite.
it caught the eyes of the ubuyashiki and it soon became a village related to the organization - becoming the 'wisteria' village that welcomed slayers who needed shelter or a place to rest. or just have some friends.
you felt your smile fall off your cheeks when you see the heterochromia eyed man from the distance walking with his fellow pillars. and the moment you both saw it eachother you simply look away and tanjiro notices.
family disputes are hard to handle.
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dearmayaki · 2 years
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notice !!!
some of my works here are reposted from my wattpad acc aka @/dearmayaki and only that acc, if you spot any other user that posts my work please notify me!
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dearmayaki · 2 years
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"when I saw you my heart blossomed" hanahaki disease - ' unrequited love '
pairing: hawks, reader // angst
tw; mentions of blood
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you, his best friend glanced at him with pure adoration and desperation as you walk behind him and his lover arms linked, tailing behind them like a lost puppy awkwardly squishing themself in after feeling left out.
the colourful petals that soon turned into full bloom flowers painted with red decorated your throat with great care while roots grew from your lungs suffocating you with love.
you hid your situation away from the two, making an excuse to leave when you felt a cough bubbling in your throat. and since you were his bestfriend, he noticed.
he asked about it, with a serious look in his eyes as he gazed down at you on the floor. weak and humiliated. you told him you were just sick, but the moment he left after giving you medicines a vermillion puddle gathered on the wooden planks in which you laid on.
the awful scarlet red color reminded you too much of him.
you woke up, thankfully okay. and you realise, he wasn't yours to begin with, and you weren't his.
and so you took the cure, cutting off that burden in your airway and you could finally breathe, released from your suffering. though there was a fault in the surgery.
takami keigo, hawk of the sky, grew as a prodigy when his incredible power saved lives at a young age: had lost his only best friend, and she doesn't even recognize his face- the face in which she had fallen inlove with.
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dearmayaki · 2 years
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"I'd like to hold you in my arms and I won't let you go till death do us apart."
pairing: yandere!dabi, therapist!reader
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dabi has never met a soul like you - so kind hearted and pure.
it felt like butterflies were fluttering in his stomach and his heart was blossoming, the skin of his cheeks could have been a faint red. though the damage doesn't allow it to be visible.
he swore he felt a spark, a light.
from his early days as touya todoroki to dabi- the infamous villain, was now sent for rehabilitation.
the desperation of his mother was just too much, to make her shut up they fulfilled her wishes finally silencing her.
and now the 'big bad villain' grew a very 'small' crush on his therapist. yes, his therapist.
the moment you entered, his gaze was shrouded in complete despise but when you showed pure kindness and showed no fear to his hideous scars and his disgusting self in general - it was a little pleasant? he didn't know, but it felt good.
please, he could either go on with the rehabilitation - or break out and take you with him where no one will ever even look at you, or hear from you.
"till death do us apart"
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