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milky-aeons · 2 months

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'𝐓𝐈𝐋 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇 𝐃𝐎 𝐔𝐒 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓

ᯓ★ starring: dazai osamu, kunikida doppo, atsushi nakajima, chuuya nakahara and fyodor dostoevsky; what they would be like on their wedding day.

warnings: marriage, swearing, alcohol-intake, wife reader, w.c 3.5k

ᯓ★𝐃𝐀𝐙𝐀𝐈 𝐎𝐒𝐀𝐌𝐔

: ̗̀➛ Dazai, who never really acted like a conventional human being, also did not propose like one, either. After dating the enigmatic Armed Detective Agent for, by then, two years, you did not expect him to get down on one knee and produce a beautiful ring, like you had seen in the movies. But you also did not expect him to drop the question like it was a frivolous thing one random Tuesday evening while you both shared a drink at your favourite late-night bar.

Blinking, your glass frozen mid-way to your lips, you turned to him and said, "What did you... just say?" That mischievous smile you were so quick to fall for flashed across his face. "I said, why don't we get married, hmm~?"

: ̗̀➛ There was no other answer in your mind, your heart, than a resounding yes. For he was the thorn in your side as much as he was your other half. Through the whirlwind of months following, you found it hard to discern where one day ended and the next began. Time bled together until you didn't have nearly enough of it, and the day of the ceremony was here. It was a casual affair not bound too tightly by tradition. By the help of the agents, an old, abandoned manor sitting by the riverside had been fashioned into your very own cathedral.

: ̗̀➛ Yosano Akiko fussed over your dress, your hair, your makeup — to a point where you thought she was having way too much fun. And yet, she left no stones unturned, either. As you walked in through the building decorated with bouquets of flowers and rows upon rows of familiar faces, she hooked her arm into yours and walked by your side. Using Thou Shalt Not Die, the doctor instructed fluttering, iridescent butterflies to sit against your dress and your veil, the cornet of your hair, any place she could in order to make you glow.

: ̗̀➛ He stood to his towering height at the alter with his back turned to you in an immaculate suit of white. And when he spun to face you, you fell in love for a second time — with his brunet hair tucked behind his ear, the blue rose pinned to his suit lapel and his eyes; how they watched you. With a type of stunned disbelief that melted into adoration. When you came to stand by his side in front of the pastor, his hand reached down to twine with your fingers, and he whispered;

"You — are absolutely breath-taking."

: ̗̀➛ Kyouka Izumi played the role of ring-bearer, delivering a small white pillow with the two shining bands once it was time to say your vows. Dazai reached out tenderly, slowly, as if to preserve this moment for as long as he could, and lifted the veil from your face. His eyes shuttered. He reached for your hand and slid the smaller band onto your finger, his eyes downcast, his voice low and intimate.

"Through you I have found what it means to love, what it is to feel human, and while I am by your side — I endeavour to protect and earn that title. For as long as I shall live, I am yours. My soul, my name, they are all yours."

: ̗̀➛ As the ceremony reached its closure, when you had both been bound to each other in heart and in soul, Dazai could not wait another moment before he could reach for you. As soon as the words you may kiss the bride left the pastor's lips, Dazai had looped his arms around your waist and bent you back into a dramatic dip. Cheers and claps filled the riverside chapel, you smiled widely against his lips, expecting nothing less of him. Your soulmate. Your husband. Your Osamu, who's name you brandished as your own.

𝐃𝐔𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐀𝐅𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐘 . . .

"Kunikida-kun~!" Dazai's loud voice, a little accentuated with alcohol, swam over the crowd. "Play the thing we talked about!"

Curious, your head turned to the sounds of footsteps shuffling onto the dancefloor illuminated by pale spotlights. The afterparty was in full swing, you had been flanked by a group of well-wishing women when your husband's voice reached your ears. Each of you observed as Dazai, alongside Kunikida, Junichirou, Atsushi and little Kenji took centre stage. Excited murmurs fluttered through the throng.

"What on earth are they doing?" You wondered, and then the starting notes to All The Single Ladies began blaring from the party speakers. Your mouth dropped. Every single one of the Armed Detective Agents began to move in unison to the beat of the music.

And for the third time, you fell in love with him, again. Expecting that there would be many more to come.

ᯓ★𝐊𝐔𝐍𝐈𝐊𝐈𝐃𝐀 𝐃𝐎𝐏𝐏𝐎

: ̗̀➛ Kunikida Doppo, who, at first, had not planned to marry you. After all, you only met twenty out of his proposed fifty-eight requirements that made the perfect wife. That was the thing about your relationship, however — you had come into the agent's life unplanned, uninvited, and turned every one of his rigid ideals up on their heads.

: ̗̀➛ Yet it was only telling of the Idealist and his old habits, how Kunikida went about asking for your hand in marriage. It had been early on a weekday afternoon when he had called you into one of the private meeting rooms of the Agency's office. He'd pushed his glasses up the strong bridge of his nose and laid out his terms. He'd even written a business contract for you to sign. The page had gone flying in the air when you had tackled him from across the table. Smattering a thousand kisses against his blushing, flustered face and breathing the words yes, yes, you silly man, yes!

: ̗̀➛ To concur with both your family's wishes and his own, a traditional wedding was set in motion. Kunikida Doppo was always a man to abide by rules and regulations, but it had occurred to you that perhaps he was taking this affair a little too seriously. For your parents, he gifted them the very traditional shiraga thread. During the sake ceremony, the blond sat ramrod straight, moving mechanically to take sips from the three cups. One for past, one for present, and one for your future. Together.

: ̗̀➛ He was so serious, in fact, that you had become nervous on the morning of your wedding — your most beloved of friends helping you into your garments, trying to soothe your thoughts. What if he doesn't want to marry me? You would whisper as they fashioned your hair up. What if I've forced him into this, what if he's unhappy? To one of your many anxieties, your friend had met your eyes in the mirror, and smiled.

"Oh, honey," She chuckled, leaning down to kiss you on the cheek. "You should see the way that man looks at you."

: ̗̀➛ Her words played in your mind as the traditional music was strung during your procession to meet him. The black colours he donned made his long ponytail appear golden, his body strong, his face even more handsome. As he watched you come down the shrine walkway to be by his side, the blond reached up with one hand to push his glasses away and covered his eyes. It had taken you a few months after to realise that in that moment, Kunikida Doppo had shed a tear.

: ̗̀➛ It was not tradition for vows to be spoken, and yet Kunikida asked to say a few words as the ceremony drew to a close. You watched him carefully as he picked up the microphone, curious at the intentions he had. It was in that moment that your newly wed husband faced the crowd and brought the mic to his lips.

"First, I would like to thank you all for gracing our marriage with both your presence and your blessings. It is something we will see not to squander." "Second, I would like to say some thoughts of mine, if you would all be so inclined. Marriage, to me, was initially an agreement of convenience. I had the perfect woman laid out seamlessly. And in my wife that stands with me today, I say that she is not that perfect woman I so wished to find. But she is everything more. She is my best friend, she is my support, she is the person I go to sleep thinking of and wake up searching for. To me, she is my home, and I will take care of her fiercely."

: ̗̀➛ At your small reception, Kunikida was stolen away from you by some affiliates of the Armed Detective Agency and had his sake cup topped up one too many times. He found you afterwards, and proclaimed both his love and adoration for his newly-betrothed to everyone and anyone that was within a five mile radius.

𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 . . .

"Come here," You whispered to him, now in the comfort of your own apartment walls. A considerably uncoordinated Kunikida was struggling out of his Haorihimo, cursing in drunken slurs and promises of retribution to the small sliver of fabric.

Your fingers eased the cloth out from underneath his arms and you began to loosen the knot. Your husband was staring up at you from behind his crooked glasses. He swayed a little, and you stood in front of him, ready to support him if he went toppling forward off the bed.

But then, two strong, solid arms came up to the small of your back and he crushed you against him. Burying his head into your chest, he murmured;

"From the very first day I met you... I loved you. D'ya know that?"

Your heart grew tiny wings in your chest and began to sore. Smiling, you reached up, carding your fingers through his blond locks and undoing the tight ponytail.

"The first day you met me, you told me I was inefficient and lazy, my dear husband." You mused.

He grunted. "Same... thing."

ᯓ★𝐀𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐒𝐇𝐈 𝐍𝐀𝐊𝐀𝐉𝐈𝐌𝐀

: ̗̀➛ Your relationship with Atsushi was one that blossomed slow and tenderly. It was a natural progression, after three years of happy dating, for the agent to ask you to marry him. Everything Atsushi Nakajima did in regards to showing his affection for you was always timid and reserved — you never expected it; the elaborate surprise he had waiting in store for you that morning you came into the Agency's offices just like you always did.

: ̗̀➛ Well, perhaps he had a little help from the other agents, for the office was barren when you entered. Your eyebrows had creased at the very uncharacteristic quiet of the usually chaotic area you worked in. You had checked the time, wondering if you had showed up a little too early on accident. But then, there was a voice — the voice of agent Dazai Osamu, shouting at you to come to the nearest window and to do so urgently—!

Each of the agents stood at the sidewalk, all holding up a sign with different characters that made up a whole sentence. A question. And Atsushi — your sweet, kind, caring Atsushi, was perched in the middle, the biggest bouquet of roses in his sheepish hands. Will you marry me?

: ̗̀➛ Both you and Atsushi decide to get married somewhere far removed from the city skyline of Yokohama. You wanted somewhere special to remember this day, and perhaps, the great outdoors and stretching greens spoke to Atsushi's beastly side a little more, too. So you chose the heart of a nearby woodland where a great, ancient willow tree served as your alter.

: ̗̀➛ Atsushi wore a suit of sky-blue. You wore a simple slip dress decorated with accents of lace and flowers, Kenji had twined some wildflowers into your hair. The fauna of the forest acted as your choir when you walked down the small trail of brambles to your soon-to-be husband who waited at the base of the winding trunk.

: ̗̀➛ The reception was held in a greenhouse funded by the Agency's private books — you and Atsushi were members, after all, so Kunikida took a little less persuading than usual to move his ledgers around. For lunch, you served chazuke, and when you took the first dance, Atsushi's eyes appeared more gold than they were violet as they looked at you so lovingly the whole time.

𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐍𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐒 . . .

"Atsushi, they'll notice that we're gone." You giggled, bunching your dress up so you could step over the little bush of thickets. When you both reached the winding roots of the willow tree you promised yourselves to each other underneath, Atsushi transformed his arms and legs into their tiger equivalents.

"Dazai-san said he'd keep everyone entertained." He whispered, and then stepped forward to wrap his soft arms around you. "Are you ready?"

"It may be a little late for second thoughts." You teased, but looped your arms around his slender neck and relaxed into his hold. The new golden band on your finger glinted in the moonlight.

And using that tiger-strength, Atsushi dug his claws into the ancient tree bark and began to climb. Higher and higher until you both broke through the canopy cover and could look to the millions of stars winking at you overhead.

"Oh, Atsushi." You breathed in awe, taking in the wonders above. "Oh, it's beautiful."

Your husband nuzzled into your hair and whispered, "Each one represents all the lifetimes I'd still find and fall in love with you in."

ᯓ★𝐂𝐇𝐔𝐔𝐘𝐀 𝐍𝐀𝐊𝐀𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀

: ̗̀➛ It had initially been you and your General lover's plan to keep your engagement quiet and have a small affair away from town. Just the two of you, because Chuuya thought some of his colleagues were insufferable pains in his ass, and all hell would break loose if they were to figure out they had a wedding plan on their hands. It was, however, unfortunate, that you two had been discussing what type of ceremony you'd like to have when Hirotsu was just about to turn one of the corners. It took exactly one hour for the entire Port Mafia to know. Two for it to reach the Armed Detective Agency.

: ̗̀➛ It was no longer a personal affair. This wedding became a spectacle within the Mafia's ranks. From the lowest levels all the way to the boss himself, everyone was abuzz with ideas and anticipation, excited that one of their top brass was getting married and they could all take advantage of the time off to have a grand party. Chuuya threatened to resign several times, you always laughed at how excited the entire criminal organisation became at the prospect of celebration.

: ̗̀➛ True to the boss' word, you and Chuuya's wedding was held in one of the grandest churches Yokohama had to offer — having mysteriously skipped the two year waiting list. The building was laved in gold and stain glass windows. Chuuya wore a fine suit of blood-red and a black tie that contrasted with his wild curls, his hard blue eyes. But when they saw you come down the aisle, they softened, and when he said his vows to you, you never thought anyone would look at you with such adoration ever again.

: ̗̀➛ The main event was held in the bowels of the Port Mafia — one of the largest show-rooms this organisation had to offer, with chandeliers hanging from the ceilings and a private band playing any songs they were requested. Chuuya, for the majority of your reception, could not seem to keep his hands off of you. If you were not by his hip, his eyes would instantly go searching for you within the throng of party-goers. When he did find you, he would place a hand to the small of your back, he'd lean in to kiss you and say;

"There you are, my wife."

: ̗̀➛ There was another reason as to why Chuuya Nakahara was originally so hellbent on taking your wedding somewhere more quiet and peaceful. And it came in the form of a brunet ex-partner waltzing into the organisation's party, a broad simper on his infuriating face. Dazai Osamu took your hand and kissed the back of it, extending his deepest sympathies and that if you ever needed to blow off steam, he could give you his number.

: ̗̀➛ The Port Mafia ballroom had originally started off with three grand chandeliers. After Dazai had purred those taunting words, there was then, only two.

: ̗̀➛ After the many shards had been swept from the floor by a cleaning crew, the private band struck an up-beat quartet. Both you and your newly-wed husband took to the floor for the first dance. Chuuya's hand splayed protectively against your back, his other gloved palm slotting into yours and guiding you to twirl, skip, spin.

𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐄 . . .

"Shit, sorry." He grumbled when your foreheads were touching, the proximity sending his breath fanning across your cheeks. His pointy canines were jutting against his bottom lip. "That motherfucker — he just makes me see red."

"Hey, it's okay." You said, catching his eyes. "Because I love you. You, Nakahara. I am all yours and no one else's."

Those words touched something deep within this man's chest. Of course, the proof that you were his sat in the form of two stacked rings on your left hand, but to hear it. To look into your beautiful eyes and see the amount of love there.

He surprised you by reaching down to your hips and lifting you up, twirling you around, around, around.

"And I'm forever yours, babydoll."

ᯓ★𝐅𝐘𝐎𝐃𝐎𝐑 𝐃𝐎𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐄𝐕𝐒𝐊𝐘

: ̗̀➛ The initial letter you received from Fyodor asking for your hand in marriage — originally, you believed it to be fake. A shallow joke from someone who knew of you and the mastermind's occasional on-and-off relationship whenever he returned to your homeland. But as you traced the delicate loops of the handwriting that looked so much like his own, in the intimate moonlight beams of late night — you'd let yourself imagine. Hope. Only for it to swell and dwindle like ashes of a flame. Because there was just no way he would ask to marry you. That he would marry, at all.

: ̗̀➛ It was fitting then; how palpable your shock was when the slender, pale man you had accidentally fallen in love with — like a fool — was standing on the other side of your door that early morning. You had blinked hard, rubbed your eyes, wondered if you were weary from too many sleepless nights. When the stars had cleared from your vision, he was still there. An amused little smile stretched against his lips.

"So? Are you ready to get married?" You stared at him. And stared. And then dropped your morning cup of coffee onto the tiles of your hallway.

: ̗̀➛ At the news of your sudden betrothal, your family were both elated with a healthy dose of scepticism. Who is this man you are intending to marry, they fluttered around you with questions when you broke the news. Fyodor? I've never heard you speak of him, why do you intend to marry this man, girl? At that, you had smiled, not bothering to hide the small heat of blush on your ears, and murmured;

"Because he's a thief, and he stole my heart a very long time ago."

: ̗̀➛ The wedding was held in an old cathedral of gothic architecture. You don't think you've ever seen Fyodor look so refined; standing there in his simple suit of stone-grey with a black shirt. He had his hair tucked behind his ears, his eyebags were a little less pronounced, his skin brighter — but perhaps that was just the early-morning light. When you stood before your husband to-be and handed your heart over to him, for him, there was a shift in his eyes. You could not explain it, but you knew it ran deep. You knew that in his own way, he was also handing himself over to you. And you would accept all of him, just like you accepted his name.

: ̗̀➛ Much to the dismay of your family, you did not hold a wedding reception after the ceremony, but that was only because Fyodor decided to walk with you through the freezing streets of Moscow. He held your hand, and even though on many nights where you lay together he was stone-cold, today, he felt warm.

𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐃 . . .

"Fyodor?"

"Hmm?" He answered, noticing the sheepish tone in your voice. You looked up at him with those big doe eyes.

"Why did you ask to marry me?"

Fyodor held your gaze for a long, pregnant second. It was at that moment that a single flake of snow fluttered down from the grey sky and landed on his immaculate suit. Then another. Each one the same colour as your dress, each one different to the rest.

Fyodor held out his hand to catch them. "Why does the snow fall? Because it is natural. It is meant to be. I married you because it is the way I wish to fall. With you, by my side."

✎ . . . requested by the lovely @cocodrilofeliz!

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astral--horrorshow · 10 months

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Yandere Mud Dogs Headcanons

A/N: This wasn't requested, but I really wanted to get these down, partly because it'll make them easier to write in the future!! Anybody is welcome to take inspiration from these, and my requests are always open!! I've been wanting more of them lately, so please don't be shy!

This can be interpreted as platonic or romantic for Leonard or Mickey, but I wrote Danny's as platonic

TW: Kidnapping, toxic relationships, delusional mindsets, extreme coddling, mentions of temporary leg parlyzation, condecension, forced bed sharing (NON SEXUAL), mentions of violence, forced to play dress up? reader is human, being unknowingly fed sleeping pills

💙 Loathsome Leonard 🎋

~💙 Leonard is extremely mad that he cares so much for a human, and lies to the both of you when he says and acts like it's your fault and that he's angry at you. In reality, he's angry at himself for perceived weakness, and will gradually accept it over time.

~🎋 He has little to no patience for disobedience, perceived or not, even during the adjustment period. The other Mud Dogs (Usually Mickey) will often have to step in to talk sense into Leonard when he's being irrational, too strict, or overly mean.

~💙 Over time, he does loosen up the slightest bit if you're good, but only a little bit. His lifestyle requires him to be constantly on his guard, and you'll go back to being kept under lock and key if you mess up.

~🎋 Leonard is immaturely serious, and will get pissed if you don't take him seriously. Despite this, he can have playful moments with you, even if they are far and in between.

~💙 He's at his angriest if you escape or try to escape, because even though he can be callous and rough towards you, he worries like crazy if you're out in the Hidden City, though he'll never show it. He'll scold you for literal hours when he catches you, because the Hidden City is extremely dangerous, especially for a human. He doesn't know what he'd do if Big Mama ever set her eyes on you.

~🎋 He treats you like a mother animal would treat her young in the physical sense, sometimes, as he'll hold you up by the scruff of your neck, carry you places out of nowhere, etc.

~💙 Punishments would be on a more physical sense, but nothing too rough, because he's actually terrified of you getting too hurt, not that he'll ever let you know. The most he'll do to you is rough you up a little, but if anyone else lays a hand on you, he'll make them pay. If it was one of his teammates, he'll let them off a lot easier than if it was anyone else, his revenge methods ranging from petty to slightly violent depending on wether it was an accident or not and how much you were hurt. If you were to get hurt by a Yokāi in the Hidden City, however, it doesn't matter if you only got an accidental scratch, he will get violent with them.

💜 Dastardly Danny 🐁

~💜 Danny is type to coddle without end, especially because you're a human. He sees humans as a weaker species, and thus sees you as someone who needs to be protected and taken care of.

~🐁 He barely lets you do anything by yourself, and usually insists he help you, or sends/drags you away for him or one of his comrades to do it themselves.

~💜 He can be extremely condecending with the way he acts and talks to you, and though it's never from a place of malice, it can be extremely upsetting.

~🐁 Danny can sometimes treat you like a doll or a little child with the way that he babies you, often insisting that he pick out your clothes, do your hair, spoon-feed you, etc. It can be extremely humiliating.

~💜 Danny might be the most worried out of the entire cast when you escape, as he knows firsthand how rough and dangerous the Hidden City is, and he's also heard some horrendous stories and rumors about the topside, even if you're from there. He'll go into a frenzy, searching for you non-stop, no matter what he was doing before. When he eventually gets you back, he'll make sure you'll never be able to escape again. He'll steal magic doorlocks and put them in the hideout, always make sure that he or one of his teammates has an eye on you when they're home, etc.

~🐁 He'd never, ever hurt you intentionally, so his punishments are akin to the type that one would give to a child. For example, his response to an escape attempt would be sending you to your room or putting you in time-out.

~💜 He coddles you like a grandmother, such as making your clothes for you, and cooking all your food for you.

~ 🐁If you have trouble sleeping, he'll break into Mickey's stash of sleeping pills and give them to you in a warm drink, not that you know.

~💜 If you try to hide from him inside of the hideout, he'll find you very quickly with his heightened sense of smell, as lots of rats have.

~🐁 He gets very sad when you fight him, but he'll never show it unless his feelings are really hurt.

~💜 He gets mad at Leonard and Mickey if they're mean to you, do something weird to you, etc.

~🐁 He won't let you in the kitchen unless he sets you down on the counter so he can keep an eye on you while he cooks, because he's worried you might hurt yourself with sharp objects, the stove, etc.

~💜 If you do ever have to go out, (hideout change, the gang has to go do a heist really far away, etc.) he'll find someway to steal a cloaking brooch, will bundle you up in a lot of clothes, and will keep you out of sight when he can with cars, hotel rooms, etc.

🧡 Malicious Mickey 🩵

~🧡 Mickey is the delusional type, convinving himself that you're happy to be locked in whatever hideout the gang is squatting in.

~🩵 Your complaints will go in one ear and out of the other, and he'll act as though you didn't even say anything, then drag you off to play video games with him or watch a movie.

~🧡 He clings onto you at every possible moment, he'll even wait outside the door when you're taking a bath or shower, so escaping him when he's home is basically impossible.

~🩵 Oftentimes, he'll entertain himself by playing dress-up with you, wether you're willing or not. He has no fashion sense at all, not that Mickey knows that, so most of the time, you're stuck in the worst outfit you've ever seen for the rest of your day when the he gets the urge. They progressively get uglier with each time he dresses you up.

~🧡 He forces you to share his bed with him (platonic or romantic) and he'll cling to you so tight, it's hard to sleep. Often in the morning, you're half-asleep at breakfast.

~🩵 If he wants to cuddle you, but you're refusing, he'll temporarily paralyze your legs so you can't get up and run away from him. This applies to when you don't want to sleep in his bed, either.

~🧡 Escaping him would be relatively easy, if he's on a mission and his fellow Mud Dogs hadn't installed any locks on the windows. When he finds out you're gone and eventually gets you back, he'll think it was because you were bored or you went out to find him, or both. He'll steal even more stuff for you to entertain yourself with when he's gone, and tell you purposfully frightening stories of the Hidden City and stuff Yokāi have done to humans in an attempt to scare you off from going outside. He also tells you that you don't have to worry about him, because he's a "very important" criminal that can protect himself, or so he says.

Taglist <3: @yanteetle

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freakykira · 1 month

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Freakquests Page

Hi, i’m Kira and I’m freaky. You can literally ask me ANYTHINGGGG, you want it, I’ll write it. But, that’s not what this page is all about. Just like every writer, I have my limits.

[DO NOT REQUEST PEDOPHILIA!!!]

I’ll write for…

TWD/The Walking Dead (TV Show & Game), Harry Potter, Blue Lock, Seven Deadly Sins, Mid90s , Riverdale, The Boys The Breakfast Club, TMR/The Maze Runner, Divergent, Detroit Become Human, Heathers (Movie), Good Girls, Marvel, DC, Youtubers, Rappers, Actors, OC/OC (of requests choice), Reader/OC, Reader/Unidentifed, Girl/Girl, Boy/Boy, Girl/Boy/Boy, and etc. !I know of more fandoms, but my memory is failing me, i’ll update this as I go! (Feel free to request a something about a fandom unlisted) !!ILL RESPOND TO EVERY REQUEST!!!

Genres…

Main Classification: [🍄] Fluff, [🚬] Angst, and [🎋] Smut.

Sub Classifications: [🪰] Horror, [🎳] Headcannon, [🚘] OC/OC, [👤] Unidentified, [🪀] Random/Practice Fic.

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bl4cktourmaline · 3 months

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haiiii may i request tsumugi with a chubby insecure gf and he reassures her how he finds her beautiful and loves her and stuff hehehehe thank u :3

🎋 . 鳥居 — aoba tsumugi

✿ — ♬ ⌨️ᶻᶻᶻ : yue is typing... ✉!

✿ — ↻ SYNOPSIS : aoba tsumugi with a chubby girlfriend who is insecure...

✿ — ♯ GENRE : fluff, female reader.

✿ — ↠ NOTE : pyon-yahoo~ first time writing for tsumugi and not gonna lie, I have so much fun with this one?! Chubby people are so cute like they would give the best hugs 🥺👉👈 I hope I did tsumugi's characteristics justice though!!

✿ — ♪ REMINDER : reblogs & likes are appreciated, in doing so will motivate us to continue delivering stories to you, thank you for all of your supports ~ !

✿ — ► ᴺᴼᵂ ᴾᴸᴬᵞᴵᴺᴳ : happiness featuring aoba tsumugi...

ᝰ The day you started dating Tsumugi was when he accidentally confessed his feelings towards you. It wasn't planned, his heart just couldn't bear to see you looking so down...

ᝰ Ever since that fateful day, your entire world change. Whenever you look at his kind eyes, all you could see in them was pure adoration...it is sweet, dark gold in colour as honey.

ᝰ He was exactly that. Throughout your relationship with him, he was so sweet to you... he always put you as his top priority such as when you get sick? He would go to work and take the rest of the day off so he could take care of you.

ᝰ But despite all that, dark thoughts would still cross the back of your mind and it's become more noticeable when you are alone...

Under the dark sky, the room was pitch black with the moonlight shining through the window.

Standing in front of you was a full body mirror, checking yourself out as a simple (colour) dress, reaching your knees with lace decorating its pleated skirt and sleeves.

You bought the dress a few days ago on your way home from work and now you're just trying it out. You really like how you look but in the privacy of your home where there is no one, no light and no sound...

You stared at the mirror with a puzzled expression on your face staring back at you. It is a cute dress and you really like it when you buy it on a whim but...

There was nothing that could stop the voices of doubt from making their way into the back of your mind, repeating over and over again, making you feel more self-conscious of your body type.

Is it too tight around the waist and chest?

The dress is ruined now from how much you're stretching it.

Nobody wants to see you in that thing.

You frowned, grabbed a blanket and completely covered the mirror with it. You take a few steps back, bumping into the dresser in the process as a few items fall onto the ground near your feets.

One of them was an idol magazine with its pages wide open, featuring multiple beautiful people. Thin and petite...you know that is the standard beauty no matter what others said otherwise.

BEEP!

A notification...

You grabbed your phone from the bed, switching it on as a text message pop out on the screen;

Mugi ♡ :

(name), I got some of your favourite desserts.

I thought you would like them after a long day at work.

"He is too sweet..." You faintly smiled at your boyfriend's kindness.

Tsumugi is your first boyfriend and he is one of the few people who always gives you confidence but he is also a popular idol meaning he will meet other celebrities...

Beautiful celebrities...more beautiful than you.

He might dump you for someone better than you.

You have no place standing next to him.

"..."

CREAK...!

"(name), are you there-?" He stopped, caught by surprise at the sight of your reddish face.

"M-Mugi...?" Your voice cracked.

Tsumugi looked at you with worried eyes, dropping what he was holding and immediately walked up to you as he placed a hand on your right cheek.

"What's wrong?" He asked in a soft tone, gently wiping a single teardrop that fell from your (colour) eyes.

"..."

You didn't even realize that you were crying...

Feeling ashamed, you turned your face away "I'm fine..."

"(name)..."

Tsumugi is stunned, he didn't know what to do at first but then he caught sight of the magazine a few feets away from where you were and that single glance at it was enough to tell him what was going on.

He turned to look at his girlfriend and took a hold of your hand which made you look up at him.

The look he was giving you almost made your heart stop.

Golden dilated pupils staring deep into your eyes as if he was looking at something precious...

The thought makes you blush.

"(name), you are worthy of love and respect...you are beautiful, kind and considerate so please don't think badly of yourself..." Tsumugi smiled gently, faint pink spread across his cheeks.

"... because you are my happiness"

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iheartchv · 7 months

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Hello again

Can we have something kinky one shot (smut) about usagi? 👉👈

(Pls don't rush yourself and take your time about writingand don't stressed yourself i beg you.Take breaks,eat,drink water,take naps,sleep,you really really deserved because you're a amazing person and writer.Please take care cherry. :) )

Oh my my O//v//O let's see... post for inspiration, and treat for y'all 😊💖💖💖💖

As always, everyone here is 18+ THIS WAS WRITTEN BY AN ADULT FOR ADULTS! minors, dni or view this please. Go else where

Ive got motivation to write right now, so if I don't write, it'll probably be months before I can write again. This will be my last request for a while, so I hope you enjoy it🙃

Gonna go with the '03 Usagi for this c:

Usagi X GN! Reader (they/them/their, etc.)

*a/n: take ( 竹 ) is supposed to be 'bamboo'

🐇🎋🌸🐇🎋🌸🐇🎋🌸

(Lets assume that you and Usagi have managed to have a relationship, and have decided to take a vacation on Second Earth with Usagi.)

In one of the many Inns, you and Usagi are taking advantage of the alone time you both wanted. It was quiet, peaceful, and you longed to be held in the strong arms of this samurai rabbit. This was a nice change of pace to the chaos of life back home. Everyone wondered where you were going on vacation. You just told them that you were going to visit Japan... which technically isn't a lie since Usagis world was Asian inspired.

Usagi ordered some sake for you to try. It... really wasn't bad. But soon enough you found yourself looking at him, eyeing him up and down. Lustful thoughts invaded your mind. This isn't the first time that you've thought of spending the night with him, what it'd be like to have him inside you, what kind of a lover he'd be...

"Y/n, are you alright, my love?"

Usagi had a smirk on his face. Your heart skipped a beat. Did he know? Did he notice the desire in your eyes?

"Y-yeah, I'm fine..."

He just softly chuckled. The way it sounded sent shivers up your spine. He sounded... so sensual, so sexy, so... ugh! You felt loopy, giggly, and wondered if it was actually because of him or that you were just drunk.

"Are you sure about that?" His brow ridge raised. "I can see you looking at me... Is there something on your mind?" That smirk is still plastered on his face.

You blushed, feeling your ears and cheeks grow hot. You were flustered. When he playfully teased you you couldn't help but to be. You just hid your face in the sleeves of the kimono robe you bought from home.

He gently laughed. "Oh, my little take..." He scootched closer to you, wrapping an arm around your shoulder. "You're so adorable." He dropped a kiss on top of your head. It was silent for a moment until he spoke up.

"You know, I'm really glad you decided to spend your vacation with me. Part of me was... hoping you would. I've been craving you, your touch... your soft lips..."

Your heart sped up and hot air filled your lungs. His other hand gently tilted your chin up so you were looking at him. The look of love and admiration his face held was enough to make you melt.

"Usagi....~" you softly whispered as his thumb brushed back and forth over your bottom lip. His touch was warm and soft. Your eyes are half lidded with love drunkenness.

"You're so beautiful like this, my love..."

He took your mouth with his, giving you a soft and slow kiss that took your breath away. You held onto him as if he was the anchor that kept you from drowning in the sea of lover's delights. The makeout session slowly turned into something heated, more hungry, as you both couldn't keep your hands off one another.

"I want to show you... how much I love you, y/n."

His hands rubbed up and down your body, going over your legs that weren't covered by your kimono (one time Usagi thought you were wearing a kimono that was meant for a small child because of how short it was and how much of your legs it showed). As he did that, your own hands explored his body. Your fingers ran through the soft white fur on his face, down his neck, and down his chest.

Both of you now fully disrobed, he pulled you into his lap and in the lotus position. His heavy breathing matched yours. His half lidded eyes gazed back into yours, mouth kissing you so deeply and passionately while keeping you close. Your hips grinded against him, showing him just how eager you were, rubbing your arousal against his own.

He moaned before softly chuckling. "Be patient, love. I need to make sure your properly prepared to take me." His digits slid between your legs and slowly entered 2 fingers inside your entrance, stretching you. Your sensitive insides tingled with every slow thrust. Your body shook with pleasure, want, and need.

"Good. You're taking my fingers so well."

"Mmmm~ Usagi...~" Every little moan and sounds fell from your lips sounded like music to his ears. Some of them turned into small whimpers or whines. "I need you..."

"I know. I need you just as much, my dear heart. But I don't want to hurt you when we're both finally one..."

After much teasing he made you cum, gripping around his fingers. The lewd noises that left your lips told him how good you felt. He left small kisses along your neck and chest as you rode the waves of ecstasy. "It's alright, I've got you, y/n. I've got you, take." He whispered near your ear, slowly bringing you down from your high. Usagi wanted to make you feel this way all night long... and for the rest of your life.

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fanfictionlibrary · 1 year

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Masterlist

Here you can find all the content I post. I will keep this list updated. Feel free to send me requests/asks. I write one-shots, imagines, drabbles, and headcanons. I write for any of the characters that belong to the fandoms I listed. It can be a Character x Reader story or a Character x Character story. Whatever you prefer. I only write smut about characters that are of age in canon.

Twilight 🧛🏻‍♀️

Spider Lilies and the Sun (Alec x Reader)

Stardust (Demetri x Reader)

Respectful Humming (Felix x fem!Reader) - Requested (feel the creative juice)

Startling Nightmare (Alec Volturi x gn!Reader)

Hogwarts Legacy 🧙🏻‍♀️

After Hogwarts (Sebastian x Reader)

Hogwarts Legacy Headcanons: How the Companions Behave in an Established Relationship (Sebastian, Ominis, Natsai, Amit, Poppy)

In the Shadow of Comfort (Sebastian x Reader x Ominis) (poly)

A Daring Prefect (Amit Thakkar x Reader) - Part One

A Daring Prefect (Amit Thakkar x Reader) - Part Two

A Self-Loathing Gaunt (Ominis x Reader x Sebastian) - Requested (I loved writing it!)

The Chronicles of Narnia 🦁

Lord of the Rings 🧝‍♂️

Final Fantasy XV 💥

Hunger Games 🍞🌾

Harry Potter 🐍

My Hero Academia 🦸🏼‍♂️

Demon Slayer 🌊🌄🎋

Wind and Stars (Sanemi Shinazugawa x OC) - Part One

Meeting the Gang (Demon Slayer x gn!Reader) - Requested (Let's gooo! Writing this was awesome.)

Fire Emblem Three Houses/Hopes 🧝🏻‍♀️🤴🏽🧝🏻

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definitelynotaminion · 1 year

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For the wip askbox game, do you have anything in svsss?

I actually do!

I was writing a for a soulmate prompt, but didn't finish before the challenge deadline. @ladyteldra convinced me to ship Shen Jiu/Shang Qinghua, and I named the ship Scumplane (playing off of Cumplane) because I'm hilarious.

Hear me out, nonny: the dynamic is "✈️you wanna kiss me so bad it makes you look stupid 😏"/🎋"I want to kill you with my bare hands actually"😠

In this universe, a soulmate's kiss is an instant cure to most curses and sex pollen (incredibly relevant to the setting), so Shen Jiu is like "do I want to kiss you, no, is it better than FUCKING literally ANY of these fools, absolutely, come here" and that's so valid of him. Additionally I think ✈️ "I know all your secrets and I'm fond of you anyway" would turn SJ's brain inside out.

"Someone bring me Shen Qinghua at once."

"But, Shizun," Ning Yingying started, hesitantly.

"Did I stutter?" He fixed her with his coldest expression and she only lasted a few seconds before giving in.

"At once, Shizun." She demurred, and left him his dignity. He could hear her barking out orders to her shidìmèi as the door closed behind her.

It left Shen Qingqiu in the room alone. He poured a glass of water with shaking hands and forced himself to sip it in slow, measured amounts. His neck was red and feverish, leading down to his flushed chest, but it was the only physical tell of his condition. Layers and layers of robes hid the rest, immaculate as always-- as his position and integrity demanded.

It felt like hours before Shang Qinghua arrived, though of course it could not have been. He arrived flushed and out of breath, as though he'd ran. His face was uncharacteristically serious. Shen QQ caught his eyes lingering on the pink in the man's cheeks, the determined set of his mouth.

He forcibly looked away. Unfortunately, he did eventually have to return his gaze to his savior.

Equally unfortunate, he was able to see the moment Shang Qinghua realized what kind of situation this was. Urgent, yes, but not an emergency.

And no one was dying.

The rare seriousness faded from the man's features. He began to smile. His eyes sparkled, for fuck's sake.

Shen Jiu hated him with every fibre of his being. His jaw locked with the force of it, nostrils flaring. Asking for help was the bane of his existence and he went out of his way to ensure it happened as infrequently as possible. Scarcity did not make those few occasions any more bearable.

His normal method ("be as abrasive as possible until the invader of his space departed") did not work when he needed something from them, and couldn't even blackmail or or manipulate them into providing it-- preferably, of course, leaving them under the impression it had been their idea all along.

He avoided being indebted to anyone.

Shang Qinghua read the reluctance to force the words out on his face and apparently realized that the request would not come. That was almost worse.

"So, I heard you need something." The man said, leading and casual. Shen Jiu closed his eyes and counted, very slowly, to ten.

"I will string your intestines up on the rainbow bridge like festival lights." He hissed. Well, so much for restraint.

Infuriatingly, Shang Qinghua looked delighted.

"Gay Christmas," He said, which of course made no sense whatsoever. Then:

"Well, you could, but then you'd have to come up with an alternate solution to... your problem." His eyes flicked lower to the skin hidden by Shen Jiu's robes, and Shen Jiu's eyes narrowed.

He resisted the urge to cover himself, knowing damned well there were no physical indications of his "problem." His hands clenched on the edge of the low table to resist the urge to reach out.

"I'd rather jump off the bridge myself." He said acerbically. “As you well know."

“I do know that.” Shang Qinghua agreed. He stepped further into the room, adjusting his topmost robe. It was in the light blue of An Ding, embroidered and lined with silver to match his next layer. Shen Jiu had to forcibly move his eyes up from the man’s pulse.

Not for the first time, he found himself wishing he could spit venom. He drew himself more upright, straightening his spine, and used his most derisive tone to compensate for the lack.

“And yet,” He spoke, glaring acidically, “You still--”

Qinghua leaned down and kissed him.

The words died on his tongue, swallowed by heat. It swept through him in a wave, chasing the fever of the pollen. Shen Jiu made a small sound into it. Qinghua’s fingers hovered over his cheek, a guiding touch more featherlight than true contact, and for all his boldness he’d caught Shen Jiu’s mouth up in it chastely, sweetly.

It was enough to have Shen Jiu shake apart.

There was a terrible power in someone completely unafraid, of or for you. Qinghua pulled back slowly, brushing his thumb butterfly soft over Shen Jiu’s cheekbone where the red was already fading from his rushing blood.

“All better?” Qinghua asked, from scant inches away. His lips barely moved, the words an intimate murmur. The air between them was warm-- but not hot.

Shen Jiu closed his eyes in self defense and pretended it was to do a very thorough inspection of his own qi.

“Sufficient.” He said, quietly. “The pollen has run its course.”

#my stuff #scumplane

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thewingedmuse · 1 year

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𝙈𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝘼 𝙒𝙞𝙨𝙝

In celebration of Chinese New Year, my spirit companions and I are excited to bring forward a Make A Wish event. This is a tradition that has been practised in our spirit family in past years. We now invite you to partake in it, and hope that the year ahead will be amazing and magical for everybody! 🎋 🐇

This event will be open from 21st January to 28th January 2023 [2359 UTC+8]

NOW CLOSED 🐰🎋

Please peruse the rules carefully.

1. Send your request as well as other requirements in one ask. No anons; private replies available. Your ask must include:

🎋 Your Wish

🎋 Your Name or Nickname you feel most represents yourself (no initials unless it's your nickname then you have to specify it)

🎋 Your Offerings

2. Reblog this post.

3. Wish Requirements

⭐ Be brief and straight-to-the-point. Only one topic, like if it's love, then make it only about love.

⭐ You may wish for wealth, luck, love, peace, self growth or health.

⭐ Wishes align your energies with the things you wish for. They also open up opportunities in your life. However, wishes are not miracles. You have to work on your goal and be quick to grasp opportunities in order to get what you want.

⭐ If you are not sure whether your wish is okay, then you're welcome to leave a comment before you send your ask.

⭐ Suggestions for you

- I wish to align with my highest self in all my deeds and feelings.

- I wish to be a better friend, lover, family member and member in society.

- I wish to embrace both my feminine and masculine sides to achieve true harmony with my identity.

- I wish to have protection and guidance in all the things I do.

- I wish for love in all forms, in all ways.

- I wish I will always find money whenever I need it.

- I wish for a lucrative career.

- I wish to reunite with a soulmate. (No specific person please.)

- I wish to have the discernment and courage to cut away unwanted people in my life.

- I wish for the courage to move on from this situation.

- I wish for academic achievements.

- I wish my efforts will be seen and appreciated.

- I wish to enhance my inner and outer beauty.

⭐ We will not accept wishes like these:

- Please do not write to us about a specific illness or condition. We are a shifter, a djinn and a human but we aren't doctors. Please wish for health instead.

- Anything that bends people's free will like “make X fall in love with me” and “make X text me back”.

- Selfish or abusive wishes.

4. Your Offerings

⭐ In order to partake in this event, you have to prepare offerings for the beings who volunteer their energy for it to be a success.

⭐ If your request is accepted, one of the beings would work on it alongside me. However, no matter who would be working on your request you must first provide offerings for both.

⭐ Offerings for M — “A fine, loving day honouring yourself is what I wish for. Take the time to savour what being by yourself, enjoying your own company feels like. Write me a letter if you will, or just something short. It's the experience that counts.”

⭐ Offerings for K — K would like to receive photograph(s) of dragon statues, I-Ching coins and/or purple gems. He has always enjoyed these items, and would love to take a look at the ones that you find unique and beautiful. You can take pictures or search online as long as it's not random ones but ones you truly like. “Bonus points - tell me why you like them,” said K.

Here are the beings' basic info:

Djinn, M [they/them]

M is a gentle and loving soul. They are focused on wishes involving self love and self care. They will not undertake wishes that benefit only oneself.

Ancient Dragon Shifter, K [he/him]

K is a protective and strongly honour-aligned individual. He specified that he will only undertake morally right wishes.

#thewingedmuse #thewingedmuse:cny2023 #wish spell #prosperity #abundance #love #luck #wishes

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jewbeloved · 1 year

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giggles hey there u come here often 🐛

LMAO THAT WAS STUPID I'M SORRY

anyway,,,, can I request main 4 who have a cosplayer s/o, I'm a cosplayer myself and I hardly see any fanfics of reader being a cosplayer

Hope this isn't too much,, ur work is adorable btw🐛

Team Stan with a cosplayer s/o👒🥻👟👡👢💖💖

I- was that supposed to be a pickup line-

Warnings: None

Gender: Neutral

💙 Stan Marsh 🫧

He knew you were a cosplayer or into cosplay since you always show up with him and his friends with a new costume every day.

You showed him your closet and it is filled with multiple costumes- damn.

He probably would try on one of your costumes when you're not looking. What? He just thought that it looked adorable or cool and he wanted to try it on.

If you put on a scary costume and you sneak through his room while he is sleeping and you are just standing at the side of his bed like a serial killer.

This boy is 100% gonna scream and you almost got caught by his parents :')

He thinks your costumes are pretty cool or cute, but can you stop scaring the poor boy out of his sleep >:(

He honestly might wear that same scary costume to get back at you or just scare his sister in general. 💙💙💙💙💙

💚 Kyle Broflovski 🎋

He doesn't mind your cosplaying addiction to be honest, he's always happy with whatever you're interested in.

If you wanted him to try on a costume that you really wanted him to wear, how can he say no to you? Of course he will wear it! Especially pink dresses 😂

His friends probably might tease him about the weird costumes you made him wear. But he doesn't care! He does it for you <3

He might even buy you costumes that you don't have that you really want. (Using his dad's credit card of course)

If you try to cosplay as him and try to act like him, which will result in people laughing with you at him. He might be pissed at you for that. But he can never stay mad at such a cute face like yours.

He might also allow you to cosplay with Ike as well💚💚💚💚💚

❤️ Eric Cartman 🍫

Doesn't he also cosplay during his schemes?

He wouldn't be surprised If you wore a silly costume since he also wears silly stuff himself.

He will be amazed by how many you got in the closet, and maybe might steal a couple of them :>

You guys might even wear the same costumes together to mess with Kyle If you're up for it.

Competition with this dude will also exist tbh.

Whoever can gather up the most costumes by the end of the month wins a lifetime supply of food. If that actually was a challenge, Cartman might win ;-;

The dude likes cheesy poofs and you know it-❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

🧡 Kenny Mccormick 💤

I bet he stores his best costumes somewhere secret like his princess Kenny outfit.

He would mostly be glad to cosplay along with you if you're okay with that at least.

Imagine If you both were in a single costume together to look like a big scary guy, the 6th graders probably might've shitted themselves. Or....at least that's what you both thought that they did....

Yeah no, you both just ended up getting chased by them for walking onto their territory- well that didn't go too well...at least you both got away in time.🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡

Ahhh I'm sorry these were short, I didn't know what else to write for them :(

#south park x reader #south park #kyle broflovski x reader #stan marsh x reader #eric cartman x reader #kenny mccormick x reader #kenny mccormick #eric cartman #stan marsh #kyle brovlofski #southpark blog #sp x reader #x reader #southpark x y/n #southpark sp #cosplay #cosplayer #southpark scenarios #southpark headcanons

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call-me-copycat · 2 years

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Welcome！❀.(*´▽`*)❀.

こんにちわ！

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Hello! I'm new here, but here's some things about me you should know;

You can call me CopyCat (like my name), and I like to write. You can also call me by my nickname "Michi" (short for "Michiko"). I'm fine with little nicknames like "kitty", "kitten", "cat", things like that are fine with me.

I'm not very good at writing for a wide range of topics, so right now it's only going to be fanfiction for My Hero Academia. Maybe some short stories as well, because I'm trying to branch out. I might do some poetry or small stories, so feel free to ever ask about that if you'd like.

Also! I do this for fun, and as a learning experience. I don't really have a schedule, nor will I have the energy to write all the time, but that doesn't mean I won't write at all!

I will gladly write for you and any idea/prompt you want as long as you follow my conditions [since I'm still learning, they're going to be kind of specific- sorry!(||´Д｀)ｏ]

My blog is a Safe Space for any and everyone! LGBTQ, any race, any mental/physical illness, any size, any origin, any belief, anything! You know, as long as it's not hateful to another group

I get kind of lonely sometimes, so feel free to hop by in my inbox! Or feel free to tag me in any tag/reblogs games ♪⁠～⁠(⁠´⁠ε⁠｀⁠ ⁠)

I love Japan and everything about Japanese culture (it's where my family's from, after all!) . I also love anything cute/kawaii, and I love sweets 🍰

A fun fact about me: I love biology and biotech! I might try going for a master's degree for biotech, but I also want to be a translator or manga artist

I have OC's and I'm willing to talk about them! I'm also willing to talk about any OC's you made and want to discuss (⸝⸝ ´艸`⸝⸝)

Rules!🍰

My Hero Academia x Reader

Characters I feel I can write well:

Shinso☂️ (Platonic- friends/ Romantic/ Yandere):

Since he's one of my favorite characters I'm pretty sure I've got his personality down by now.

Midoriya📓 (Platonic-friends/ Romantic/ Yandere):

Another one I feel I can write pretty well because I have a similar personality.

Tamaki🐙 (Platonic-friends/ Romantic/ Yandere):

Same thing as Midoriya's

Aizawa☕ (Platonic- Caregiver, Mentor, Father, Yandere Parent):

Same thing as Shinso's

Characters I'm decent at writing (Not too good not too bad):

Bakugo💣 (Platonic-friends/ Romantic/ Yandere):

I'm not the best when it comes to writing him, but then again I'm not the worst, his personality is just a bit difficult for me.

Inasa/ Shishikura🎋 (Platonic-friends):

Their personalities are a bit easier to write, but I don't think I have them down pat just yet. I can only write them platonically, sorry about that. I typically like writing them together (not together together, but like since I think they're a really funny duo, it's just a little more entertaining when they're written together)

Mirio🌟 (Platonic-friends):

Same thing as Inasa/Shishikura's.

Monoma🍂 (Platonic-friends/ Yandere):

Now you're probably a little confused, but I can't really write him in a normal relationship, I don't know why, but him being a Yandere is just easier for me to write.

Todoroki❄️🔥 (Platonic-friends/ Romantic/ Yandere:

Ehh... I'm going to be honest, I'm not exactly the best at writing him, but I can try.

Hawks🕊️ (Platonic- friends, mentor, temporary caregiver/ Maybe Romantic/ Yandere):

I feel as though I'd have an easier time writing him as a mentor or something, but if you want a romantic story then you'll have to request, and I'll promise to try my best!

Midnight🌙🍷 (Platonic- Mentor, temporary caregiver):

I feel like I'm 50/50 when it comes to writing her, as I've never written her on her own, and it's always been with Mic and Aizawa or some other teacher. I love her personality, though.

Present Mic 🎤 (platonic- mentor, temporary caregiver):

Same as midnight, I'm not really the best at writing him on his own, and if I did then it'd be rather short, sorry about that!

Everyone else:

All the other characters would have to be platonic, but I can still write prompts for them!

Overall, I don't have any problems with any of the characters (go nuts guys).

What I Won't Write For:

I will write for a large amount of subjects, but these I refuse to or can't write, so please don't suggest!

Weird kinks (Such as pee or scat)

Political or overly religious prompts (with exceptions, such as it helps drive the plot forward)

Anything that has real people involved

Weird or illegal ships (like child x adult, or sibling x sibling)

Character x character, only character x Reader (ok, unless they're in a poly relationship)

Anything homophobic, fatphobic, racist, overly sexist, or stuff like that (unless it's pointing out someone bad or it's to move the plot forward). If you get upset at this, please leave now

Any hate in general towards an undeserving person/ group

Male reader ( I have nothing against male readers, but since I'm female I find it rather difficult writing from a different perspective). I will write from a gender neutral point of view though :⁠-⁠)

What I Will Write:

These are the things that I will write for you:

Angst 🍫

Fluff 🍰

Alternate Universe [AU] (Only some though) 🍓

Mind Control/ Brainwashing 🍄

Dark content 🥩

Hurt/ Comfort 🍪

Unrequited Love 🍥

Slow Burn 🥡

Yandere 🔪

Amnesia Fic 🎂

Body Swap 🍨

Friends To Lovers 🍩

Arranged Marriage 🍣

Marriage 🥠

Pregnancy 🍮

And a bunch of other prompts, but I'm not really that picky on what you want, if I don't like it, then I'll be sure to tell you in a taken manner.

Darker Content That I'm Fine With Writing Too:

Mature content

Death

Torture

Unhealthy obsessions and behaviors

Kidnapping

Mental Illnesses (respectfully- most likely for hurt/comfort fics)

Also a bunch other stuff, I'm not really that picky on these either, but if I have a problem with a request then I'll just tell you and you can change it, no biggie! ( ˶ˊᵕˋ)

Requests!

If you wish to request, then please send me an ask or a message, and give me the emoji that I used (if there isn't one, then just tell me, that's fine too), what character(s) you want, just try to get as specific as you can, it'll help me greatly! ( ･ㅂ･)و ̑̑

Please don't be afraid to request! It doesn't cost you anything, and if I have a problem with the request, then I'll just talk to you about altering it.

Honestly, I'm asking for requests, so please don't hesitate!

But since I'm new to this system, please have patience! I tend to get really nervous around things like this, as it can be very unpredictable. (๑////๑)

Prompts

Random Prompts

"I think I'm having a feeling. How do I make it stop?"

"I don't like how that ended. Let's pretend it never happened". "Life doesn't work like that". "It does now"

"you're not my favorite person today" "I'm not your favorite person on any day"

"I had to learn how to fight for myself"

"And they looked at me, like there was something in me worth looking at"

"Some memories are the worst form of torture"

"You said this place was built to imprison something. What was it?" "Me."

"They made you into a weapon and told you to find peace"

"You know I'll win". "And you know I'll fight"

"Are you sober?". "I'm moderately functional". "I'll take that as a 'no' "

"You know you're in love with her, right?". "Since when?". "Since pretty much always"

"you stay awake, do you hear me?! Don't you dare close your eyes! Please! Come on!"

"Shut up.". "I didn't say anything.". "Don't care. Shut up"

"How long have you been standing there?". "Longer than you'd like"

"All of those people are alive right now - because of her"

The girl looked up at him and smiled. His blood ran cold. She shouldn't be able to see him.

"What happened to your-". "I lost a bet". "Why-". "I don't wanna talk about it"

"You know you're my favorite, right?". "I better be"

"How are you feeling". "I think you broke one of my fingers". "Better your fingers than your face"

"This way is more efficient". "This way is going to get us killed"

"why are hiding behind me? What did you do?"

"On a scale from one to ten, how bad of an idea do you think it'll be if we got married.". "Off the charts. Let's do it"

"Do I get bonus points if I act like I care?"

"Excuse me, I have to go make a scene"

"Were you dropped on your head?"

Soft Family/ Comfort Prompts

"I'm glad you came into my life"

"Come here. I'll fix it"

"And when were you going to tell me?"

"Come on. Bedtime"

"Very funny"

"Try to eat something"

"I'll protect you. They'll never touch you again"

"You don't have to be ashamed"

"Look at me. I'm so proud of you"

"What do you need?"

"Who did this to you?"

"I'm sorry, but this is going to hurt"

"This will help, I promise"

"No, no- it's alright, come here."

"I'm not going to leave you. You're never going to have to suffer by yourself again, I promise."

"there, there, it's ok, don't cry"

"I will always be here for you. Never forget that."

"Don't you ever forget that I'm always here"

"If you ever feel alone, don't, because I am right here"

"I'm going to be here for you, through it all"

"Are you ok? Do you need a hug"

"I will always offer my shoulder for you to cry on"

Angsty Dialogue Prompts

"Who the hell did this to you?!"

"Are you alright? You hit your head pretty hard. . ."

"I can't see!! What's happening to me?!"

"When was the last time you ate?"

"What do you mean you're fine? You are not fine!"

"There's so much blood. . . You won't last"

"Are you. . . Throwing up in there?"

"Why aren't you eating?"

"Just breath. . . You're okay, I promise, just breath"

"I can't breath, I can't-"

"I trusted you!"

"Sometimes I wish I could just fall asleep and never wake up"

"I'm trying, all the time. But it's just too hard"

"How could you do this to me?! After everything we've been through?!"

"I don't have a choice. I never had."

"Don't you ever say that to me again. I mean it"

"You think it's funny, but it's not. It hurts a lot, actually."

"I don't want to live without you, but that doesn't mean I can't. Don't make me prove it"

"I can't stand you when you're like this"

"If I disappear, will you look for me?"

"I thought we'd have more time"

"You were the only person I thought I could trust"

"You promised you wouldn't forget me"

"I didn't mean to love you so much"

"I don't have anyone else"

"I thought you still loved me"

"It wasn't supposed to end this way"

"All these years and you decide to break my heart now?!"

"Did I ever really matter to you"

"I know the voices aren't real, but..."

Cute Fluffy Romantic Prompts

"I like the way your hand fits in mine"

"You have something in your hair. Umm... Do you want me to get it out?"

"It's nice that your voice was the first thing I heard today"

"You can call me whenever you want. . . Even if you don't have a reason to"

"Wait, don't pull away. . . Not yet"

"You look really cute in that sweater"

"No, it's fine. I can wait until you're finished talking with them"

"Your hair is so soft. . ."

"It's too cold! Come back!"

"No, I'm not letting you go. It's too early to get out of bed"

"C'mere, you can sit in my lap until I'm done working"

"I'm not going to stop poking you until you give me some attention"

"What? Does that feel good?"

"I think I'm in love with you and I'm terrified"

"It's not a double date. We're just third and fourth wheeling."

"There is something between us and it is the most beautiful thing I've ever felt"

"You are the first thing on my mind, the last thought before sleep, and my truest love"

"You are a fountain of good fortune, my love"

"Seeing your face is like drinking water after a lifetime in the desert"

"If I could stay here, with you, forever, I would"

Conclusion

Overall, I'm willing to write whatever you want as long as you agree to the rules above. Please be patient with me, I'm new to Tumblr and it's writing systems that people here have implanted, so if you have some things that you think I should know, is if you see that I'm doing something incorrectly, please tell me!

I'm completely open to any constructive criticism and feedback that you have for me! Anything that you believe I should know, please tell me! Just please don't take advantage of this and spam me with hate comments and try to mess with me, just... please don't.

Also, I just wanted to say this;

If you ever need to talk to someone, then I'm always here to listen! It doesn't even have to be something bad! You could be lonely, or you could have had a bad day and need someone to vent to, or you could have found a funny cat picture online and want to show everyone, it could be for literally anything.

I'll listen to you if you want to talk to someone.

I'll listen to you if you need to talk to someone.

I may not get to your message(s) immediately, but I'll try my best.

The reason I'm saying this is because I grew up a very shy person, with no one to talk to and wished someone would say the same to me.

Anyways thank you for reading this mess of mine, and I hope that you have a lovely day today (or night tonight) ❀˳꒰*ॢ´◡`*ॢ꒱❀˳

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Introduction ! ──★ ˙🧸 ̟ !!

Hello everyone ! My name is Hannah, and I am a minor ! 💞🍮 Im also very sensitive, so please watch what you say. Also I am Christian !! Jesus Loves you all mls !! 🫶🏻🐾

I try to be as kind as any person can be and im always here for everyone ! 🫶🏻💞 EVERYONE is allowed here there are no age limits !! 💕

∧,,,∧ ~ ┏━━━━━━━━┓

( ̳• · • ̳) ~ ♡ You’re purrfect ! ♡

/ づ ~ ┗━━━━━━━━┛

Fandoms I write for ! ──★ ˙🐾 ̟ !!

Creepypasta. 👻💞

Demon slayer. 🎋🍡

MHA. 🦸‍♀️💕

Arcane. 🚬🧸

Angels of death. 🔪💕

Fnaf. 🤖💓

Hazbin Hotel. 🎀👺

South park. 🛍️📱 (STRICTLY PLATONIC)

Shameless. 🚬🍻

What I will and will not write ! ──★ ˙🍮 ̟ !!

I will not write: Smut, Nsfw, Lemons, nothing really weird, Pregnant reader, rape, pedophilia. ✩°｡⋆⸜ 💗🎀˚. ✩

I will write: Platonic stuff, angst, fluff, yandere, platonic yandere,

X reader, character x character, Rants, ocs. ✩°｡⋆⸜ 💕🎀˚. ✩

∧,,,∧

( ̳• · • ̳)

/ づ♡ I love you !

Requests are ! ──★ ˙🍰 ̟ !!

Open! ✅💞

Not Open!

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#introductory post #kawaii #creepypasta #demon slayer #Nezuko #Nezukosnumberone #SoundCloud #angels of death #arcane #south park #fnaf #shameless

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𝐓𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄

౨ৎ . . . now that you've tried it, you knew you would never get used to the taste of GOJO SATORU.

warnings: sexual content, exhibitionism, love-biting, marking, possessiveness, pet-names, praising, blindfolding, oral receiving, female reader, mdni, w.c 1.6k

♪ . . . ˗ˏˋ ꒰ CUFF IT (WETTER REMIX) — beyoncé ꒱ ˎˊ-

: ̗̀➛ 𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐔, who had an exceptionally high sex drive. It did not matter if you had just seen him ten minutes ago or had already collapsed together into bed after two rounds, hot and sweaty. One look at your naked body gleaming under the covers of his bedsheets, or the strong swish of your hips as you walked, or even the scent of your perfume would send blood rushing right down to his cock. And he'd never be subtle about it, typical man that he was. Satoru would press his need against the curve of your back from behind and hum into your neck, kissing skin he'd never get tired of tasting.

Your heart still hammering in your chest from the climax you just came down from, you felt Satoru's arms snake around to circle you from behind. His head buried into your neck, placing little kisses on all the spots he knew you were sensitive for. He pushed his hot, hard cock you had just had inside of you into the ridge of your ass, grinding softly, languidly. Your shock was so sudden it came out as a giggle. "'t-toru...! How are you," You chuckled, deep and intimate, craning to give him better access to your neck. "Did you not... come...?" The words made Satoru release a heady groan. "'Course I did, baby... but seeing you come made me all hard, again~" He nibbled at the lobe of your ear, his hands wouldn't stop roaming against your skin, your sensitive breasts, until his fingers found the heat between your legs and began to massage your sensitive flesh. "You're just so goddamn sexy."

: ̗̀➛ 𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐔, who was not shy about voicing his need for you — no matter where you were; and you were more than willing to satisfy his surprising nature. The wild rush of it made the frenzy of sex more heated for you both, especially when it was in areas where you had to keep quiet. In a public bathroom of an outdoor garden, with your back slammed against the wall of the gym showers, or on the empty terrace roof that overlooked a busy street. Satoru loved watching you repress your mewls and moans so that no one would hear you. He'd lean down to your ear as he thrusted savagely, and you felt his grin against your skin; the words he'd murmur like a tempt into sin;

"Look at you, squirmin' and pantin' for me, hmm? I'd love to fuck you in front of all them, baby girl. They'd all be so fuckin' jealous that I've the most gorgeous girl in the entire world."

: ̗̀➛ 𝐘𝐎𝐔, who revelled in the bruises and bites you left on his gorgeous skin just as much as Satoru loved it, too. He was like a canvas that was yours to paint, to mark, to claim. His neck, the pretty nail marks you created down his strong shoulders — so broad you could never reach all the way across. His favourite place to leave litters of teeth marks on you must have been between your thighs. You were the most sensitive on the inner area, and Satoru just loved to be a tease. Instead of putting you out of your misery, squirming and bucking into his mouth, he would move to kiss there, instead. And when he did, he'd always remind you that they were for your eyes, and your eyes, only.

"Your pretty thighs look so good, baby. I gotta leave a part of myself here, ya'know? Somewhere no other man can see."

: ̗̀➛ 𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐔, who never let the distance get in between you two. As a teacher at Jujutsu Tech and the strongest shaman the society had to offer, sometimes, Satoru was summoned away. Perhaps to remote country temples where Special Grades had decided to spring up, or overseas to set a mystery that had caught his interest to rest. But even so, late at night when you needed him the most, he would come to you. With one quick clap of his hands, he would transcend time and space just to warp right into your room. Quick and ferocious and frantic, he'd have you against a doorframe or smack in the middle of your floor, before he'd kiss you long and deep and promise he'd be back soon.

: ̗̀➛ 𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐔, who had a plethora of pet-names he showered you in, and even more deep, guttural praises he muttered against your bare skin;

"Fuuuck, that's it, pretty girl. You want more of my cock? You're gonna have to ask nicely." "What does my princess need?" "You ride me so well, baby. Shit — take what ya need from me, use me as yours, baby girl." "Greedy girl... how bad do ya want me? You wanna come here and fuck yourself on my cock, huh?"

: ̗̀➛ 𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐔, who was born with an other-worldly hold on his colossal cursed energy reserves — but there was those rare moments when he sometimes let his power spike out as he lost control. When you bounced on him a little too good and angled your hips just right, or when you had him in your mouth and twirled your tongue around his sensitive tip — crash! A lamplight would go out. A vase would explode. You would feel the dangerous pulse of power that came from him — and giggle, taking it as a chance to tease the forever confident sorcerer.

"My love, do I feel so good that you just let your Limitless spike out?"

: ̗̀➛ 𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐔, who was so very clever with his hands. Being a Jujutsu Sorcerer pushed the Honoured One to train even the more unlikely muscle groups — like those between his fingers or the junction of his wrist. And oh, were you so thankful for it when he had them inside you. He could thrum them against your soft walls at a speed that made your eyes roll back. He could stretch you open, and then lean down and insert his tongue, lapping at your entrance until you clenched around him. Sometimes, Satoru would use his entire hand and palm at your core until you were wet and slippery and all over him, just the way he liked you.

: ̗̀➛ 𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐔, who always took his morning showers with you. There was an intimacy to it, of course; in how you washed down the centre of his expansive shoulders, or how he massaged the shampoo into your hair. There was also the sight of his gloriously naked body lathered in suds and foam that you would never get tired of seeing. His hair — floppy, soaked, exquisite underneath your fingers when you gripped onto it and pulled him down to your mouth. Your bodies already slick, you would fit against each other perfectly, the soft slapping noises of wet skin would send the both of you smashing through ecstasy together much more quickly than usual.

: ̗̀➛ 𝐘𝐎𝐔, who adored how your boyfriend fucked into you with him on top — but liked just as much when you took the reigns, too. There was just something about having the strongest sorcerer of them all pinned underneath you, huffing and helpless, while you bounced on top of his cock. You would splay your hands on his flushed pectorals, he would reach behind and hold onto the headboard, thrusting his hips up to meet you in kind.

: ̗̀➛ 𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐔, who was a master at shaman energy, and was always finding new interesting ways to utilise it. When you were splayed naked on his expensive satin sheets and him leaning over you — concentrating Limitless into the palm of his hands and running them all across your sensitive skin. The intensity of it — how he was touching you without actually touching you — it sent any and all of your thoughts into a tailspin.

"This is...!" You gasped when he roved over your nipples, the vibrations of the gravitational pull massaging them in a way so unimaginably good. "Improper use of shaman energy—ah!" "Oya?" Satoru murmured, and you could hear the cheeky grin in his voice. He let those terrible, terrible fingertips pass down your naval and to the ache between your shaking legs. "You sound like you want me to stop, pretty girl..." Your eyes knocked to the back of your head. "Don't you fucking dare."

: ̗̀➛ 𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐔, who had a favourite position, and it involved you flipped over on your stomach and him, leaning over you, thrusting from behind. There was so many aspects that were in reach to him. He could feel the swell of your ass against his naval with every push his hips gave. He could hug you close — impossibly close, one hand braced beside your head, the other curled underneath to massage your bouncing breasts. Not only that, but it was so easy for him to lean down and whisper filthy secrets into your ear from this position — some of them going something like;

"Who's my pretty little girl? You feel so good. You always feel so. Fuckin'. Good."

: ̗̀➛ 𝐘𝐎𝐔, who asked him specifically to use his signature blindfold during sex. It was so coarse and dark — you could see nothing through the fabric, which was exactly what you wanted. All your senses sharpened when one of them was taken away — his touch was magnified, it felt like starbursts along your skin, like little flecks of fire. And when he'd make you come, you would do so violently. Your body would bow up from the bed like the straining bow of a harp. You would bark out his name, until he caught you, until he folded you against his heaving chest and gently lifted the blindfold from your eyes. He would run his fingers across your dazed expression and whisper;

"You are so beautiful. My gorgeous, gorgeous girl. It's okay. Come back down, come back down to me. I gotcha. Won't let ya go."

✎ . . . requested by lovely nonnie!

WRITING REQUESTS

#jjk x reader #gojo x reader #gojo smut #gojo satoru x reader #jjk smut #jjk x reader smut #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jujutsu kaisen x reader smut #gojo x reader smut #🎋 — writing requests #💓 — thump

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