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yuseirra · 1 year ago

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This manga makes me feel like Cassandra. I keep talking about it, about this same thing over and over, PLEASE, I REALLY THINK THIS HAS TO BE IT GUYS.

I think I know what this manga is trying to say.

When "Fatal" (the song) came out, I got the gist of it and kept reading. But the story keeps spinning in circles, and people are confused. That does include me too, but I think I still know what this is supposed to be.

Early July? July 1st or maybe the 4th? So, it's been a whole three months now. I've been repeating this same idea over and over ever since Fatal was out-

If Kamiki has a motive, it must be for Ai, right? That’s obvious, isn't it? People had guessed that even before the song came out. But they thought it was twisted into something like “Anyone surpassing Ai must die.” But that’s not it. I never thought that was the case. Not only would that be meaningless, but Kamiki never admired or loved Ai as an idol in the first place. There hasn’t been a single scene where he’s shown to enjoy watching Ai perform. He's one of the two characters who directly presents the idea, along with Ruby, that Ai was just an ordinary girl, with her own cruel sides.

So, what would he do? What would he do if the person he loved died? What’s his motive, then? What’s driving him? In the songs, there’s this character who longs for someone far away, or someone who’s already dead, and who desperately desires to bring them back to life. They’re willing to die if that would help. And if you look at what Kamiki says, it’s like he doesn’t care much about his own life, but he’s still doing something, right? In Chapter 155, he says he’ll do something for Ai.

He’s probably been living like that all along.

Shouldn’t we be paying more attention to this? Why isn’t anyone seeing it?(sorry this is a stretch..I'm being strong with my words here.. You see my point.) I've been screaming about it this whole time…goodness. What other motive would this character have? Why would he hurt Ai? Sure, maybe we could stretch the idea and say he might sacrifice Ruby to save Ai, but judging by his reactions, I don’t think so. He seems proud of his daughter and genuinely loves his kids. I think that's true. He cares about Aqua, too, which is why he’s pretty keen of what Aqua’s thinking right now. From what I’ve seen, he’s surprisingly gentle and passive. I doubt he did much at all. Ai worried about him until the very end. He would be the type to get attacked, unable to fight back and fend for himself, which is why she decided to take everything on herself to protect him. Ai, who was just a small middle schooler herself, didn’t want to burden him with anything, so she took on everything to save the guy from suffering, THAT'S how she feels about the guy. If anything, that implies that this guy must have a really tender and soft heart, I'd even go as far as saying timid....idk, he might be someone who couldn't even hurt a fly in the past. But Ai was everything to him you know?? So that's why he's been pushing himself to become cruel and suffer in the process. That's why he relates to his son and tells him we are the same. I think he pities Aqua. They've been forcing themselves "for Ai" and that's what they share in common, thus explaining how Fatal has two singers. It reflects both him and Aqua's circumstances, although I feel the song leans more towards Kamiki's feelings overall because of the type of love the song displays.

Continuing on, it seems like Ai felt really protective about Kamiki, I guess he was the sort of person that makes you feel that way. He was sweet and frail. The things they say seem to drive people mad in some weird way, making everything go wrong, but they don't seem to gain much from it. If anything, they've only become more miserable. Isn't there a lyric in *Fatal* like that? Something about happiness draining away even when it's filled? That's exactly what this character's life's been like! Even when something good happens, it quickly disappears, leaving them feeling empty and unhappy again. There's no way they wished for that kind of life themselves. They need some sort of exorcism.

If you could remove that kind of bad luck, I think there’s a really good chance that Kamiki is surprisingly gentle and kind. I don’t think they’re someone capable of strong, forceful actions. They seem like the type to just talk and wouldn’t be able to handle a physical fight. They might have a sharp tongue, but when you dig deeper, you could interpret them as actually being quite kind. Honestly, I think they’ve been very consistent. Watching them now, it doesn’t seem like they’ve changed that much from their young self. People get fooled because of how ominous he looks now, but if they had kept the same round eyes as when they were a kid... He might not have seemed this intimidating. They’ve just become more hollow after losing Ai, so they give off this dark aura but I don't feel like they actually are capable of being so evil;

This story... it’s impossible for the boyfriend to be the culprit. More than that, if he *was* the culprit, it would completely undermine the entire theme of the manga. I mentioned this in a different post, so I won’t elaborate here. Anyhow, that’s not the direction this is going.

Ai and her boyfriend truly loved each other. If anything, I feel this guy may have been trying to save Ai in his own way, you know? In a world where reincarnation exists, something like that is theoretically possible, right? Honestly, for those who wish for Ai’s reincarnation, I feel like you should be supporting Kamiki. Because out of all the characters, I think this one is the only one who might seriously try to bring Ai back. Aqua is devoted to Ai in his own way, and Ruby as well, but they aren't trying to meet her or make her live again; Someone in the songs have made attempts to do it though??? Then it must be him!! I feel like he's tried, but it didn’t work out, and that’s what the speaker in *Mephisto* is lamenting about. *Fatal* is about how he still wants to reach Ai, to see her somehow even after such failed attempts. That’s why and how the idea that Ai wants this guy to be saved ties to the plot. This guy needs saving.

I’m not lacking in insight. This hit me all at once, and I really think this is where the story is heading. There’s no guarantee yet that this isn’t the case, so I believe this is what’s happening till it gets proven otherwise because!! I really do not see how the story can tie things unless it isn't this!! It all works so beautifully if this is how it is!!

#oshi no ko #oshi no ko spoilers #oshi no theories #hikaru kamiki #hikaai #ai hoshino #the mangaka.. both of them-drew romance people #this is the way to go.. it just works with everything the songs imply and Ai's wishes and everything!!#spoilers #long post #I've been reading and my thoughts just grow by the day #this has to be it. I just felt it since july

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cynic-says-stuff · 1 year ago

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Hey, I've seen you reblogging various things about bsd and I was wondering if you recommend reading it? If so, I was wondering where I could read the manga (preferably online but if I can't do it there, then that's fine).

Hm. I’m not the best person for this because I watched the anime some time ago and haven’t picked it back up since, so I’m going to tag @sleepy-vix in case she can help you out.

That being said, I’ll still give you my input. This will be long.

I don’t read manga that often, and I haven’t read the BSD manga. So in my opinion, I think you should watch around 2-3 episodes of the anime before deciding on reading the manga, since an anime is normally made to promote the manga. Most people end up catching up with the anime before deciding to read the manga because they feel so connected to the story, but I don’t know how you feel about revisiting the same story twice (albeit in a different way). That’s the way I’d do it too, but since you’re most interested in reading the manga, you could look into my first suggestion of watching a few episodes and see what you want to do from there.

That’s how I would recommend doing it. Would I recommend it at all? Yes? I’m not that connected to the story now, but I loved it back then and I think it’s a story you can get obsessed over. It has a plethora of characters, all of which are fleshed-out and worth rooting for despite what side they are on, so you are guaranteed to find an absolute favourite. The world is immersive and the plot is very interesting.

Now for some of my more negative opinions. This probably shouldn’t mean much as someone who hasn’t read the manga, but from what I’ve seen… the story just keeps dragging on? Fake character death after fake character death, random plots that appear from seemingly nowhere (<- again, haven’t read the manga so I could be wrong about this). It is still worth keeping up with, though, because the characters are just so interesting, and I think that’s why the fan base has stuck to it regardless. I also mentioned this to you some time ago, but I’ve moved away from male centric stories because I’ve gotten so tired of having to imagine myself in male spaces. BSD is one of those medias. It has a handful of well-written female characters, but the sheer volume of male characters overshadows them. And, from what I remember, there’s maybe 2 or 3 interactions between two women in the entire series (this definitely could have changed since then). But all of this comes down to personal taste.

BSD is the dark academia anime. Not because of the plot, but because of the general mood and the character design. This makes it even more enticing. However, if you are looking for something that’s more dark academia adjacent, I’d recommend Moriarty the Patriot. Haven’t read the manga for this one either, but the anime is great and is also seen as a dark academia anime.

This one also has a lack of female characters, but as with BSD, it has a lot to offer. It’s a Sherlock retelling from Moriarty’s perspective, but it makes him an anti-hero instead of a villain. It’s almost a love story between Moriarty and Sherlock, except the bucketloads of flirting and chasing after each other aren’t enough to make it canon. Unbelievably queer without actually being queer (and the same could be said for BSD, but this one also contains a basically canon trans character). It contains great murder mysteries and an overarching plot that captivates you. I also don’t think anyone could get over the anime ending. It’s a story about a detective chasing after a villain, but he ends up befriending said villain but isn’t aware of it (the villain, Moriarty, is). Cat and mouse chase ensues.

I’m recommending it because it’s less of a commitment than BSD, and because you seem like you’re finally getting into anime so I thought I’d very politely push my interests onto you. There’s also many other recommendations I’d love to give but this is getting too long.

To sum this up: I am not a hardcore fan anymore, but yes I would recommend the anime, but I can’t say much about the manga because I haven’t read it (in most cases, the manga ends up being better than the anime).

Here is a website I use to read manga, hasn’t given me any viruses yet. Not the best, given that there are ads every second page, so be warned. It’s hard to find good sites for manga, so this is the best I could do. (Vix? Do you have any sites?). For anime, here is my absolute favourite site because it has almost any anime and doesn’t contain many ads. Here is a backup site, but you should definitely use an adblocker for it.

Okay okay, that’s it. I’m finally done.

#i’d like to clarify that the lack of female characters wasn’t the deal breaker for me #there are some shows that i like that are male centric #it’s just that i lost interest in this series and can now see it for what it is #i still appreciate the show though #i float just outside of the fandom #answered #pessimisticgh0st #bsd #mutuals

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tryslora · 1 year ago

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What I'm Reading Wednesday

I missed a week, so this week will cover everything I’ve finished, and then new ones started, since April 17th… time to catch up!

Physical Books:

The Marann by Christie Meierz - Finished this one up and I have a few quibbles with stylistic choices (might just be me and things I like/don’t like in writing styles) but I loved the world-building. It’s a romance at its heart, and it delves into the differences between humanity and an alien empathic culture.

Promises Stronger than Darkness by Charlie Jane Anders - I listened to the first two books in the Unstoppable trilogy but the audiobook hasn’t been available to borrow from the library so I decided to buy the whole trilogy now that this one was available in trade paperback. It’s interesting reading it because I still hear all the names/aliens in my head in the original voices (helpful, since I’m not sure I could pronounce some otherwise). But it’s also fascinating reading it directly after listening to her book on writing and style, because WOW I can see it even more. Charlie Jane Anders has created a wonderful world that I want to live in, a future that is complicated, dangerous, but also loving, and has so much progressiveness that I adore it. In particular, I love the Everyspeak—a translator that not only handles languages, but also includes the pronouns for every person (handy for the the character who is genderfluid, so no one misgenders them!). I love her world building, and I love watching how her characters have grown and changed over the course of these books. I really care about them, and I worry about how they’ll get through the big conflicts still coming as I’m about halfway through the book.

Ebooks:

Interzone issue 297 - I finished this one up fairly quickly. I need to remember that I have ebooks of most of my short story books on my shelf, because handheld reading is a lovely way to go through short stories. It’s interesting and makes me remember that I do not always enjoy things that appeal to others. Which is fine! Not all works are for everyone.

Ivy & Bone by R.L. Perez - I do not remember how I came to own this ebook. It’s a Persephone and Hades inspired book, and I’m both intrigued and kinda “meh” about it. I think it follows a lot of beats that will make it very popular with people, but for me, the pacing on the enemies to lovers doesn’t work as well as I’d like. It is intriguing, though, as I said, and I’m looking forward to seeing how it ends.

Audiobooks:

Never Say You Can’t Survive by Charlie Jane Anders - This is the first writing advice book I have loved. I bought myself a physical copy so I can refer back to it, or reread essays when I need a pick-me-up. I’d also like to take a look at the exercises at some point in the future when I have the time (time, hah, that’s an entirely different post). I love her voice (both auditorially and authorially). I would recommend this book to anyone looking for a boost emotionally about their writing.

She Who Became the Sun by Shelley Parker-Chan - Oh my God, I love this book so far. I’m about 3/4 of the way through, and I’m listening to it a tiny bit faster than 1x but not much. This is a case where the audiobook has made a work more accessible to me. The language is lush and thick and exactly what would make me tap out if I were reading a physical book. Plus the length is daunting so an ebook definitely wouldn’t work (I like shorter ebooks, because the length somehow seems longer to me, dunno). I’m very much enjoying the story, the characters, oh, everything. I’m hoping I’ll be able to get the sequel relatively quickly once I finish it.

Manga & Graphic Novels:

The Complete Elfquest Volumes 2 & 3 by Wendy & Richard Pini - I finished Volume 2 and of course, rolled straight on into Volume 3 (thank you husband or buying all the volumes, I am stupidly happy to have them). Volume 2 includes both the Siege at Blue Mountain and Kings of the Broken Wheel arcs from the original run of the comic. Somewhere during the first, I reached a point where the comics were familiar, but not “I read this six times as a teenager” levels of familiar. Then in the second arc, I reached new content. After I was done reading it, I checked when it originally was published and it was 1990-92 which explains everything. I was very very broke after graduating from college and stopped buying comics, even though Elfquest was one of the few I’d still shelled out for as a broke college student.

By Volume 3, everything is new to me, and I am loving seeing this story continue. I get to hear both more about the past (the first part is a series of one shots set in different time periods) and the future. Watching the elves grow and change is a delight (although Cutter with “face fur” still looks so strange to me). Throughout the stories, the elves make big, hard decisions, and then deal with their consequences.

#what i'm reading wednesday #reading #books

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bb-sg · 2 years ago

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1189 Days

Gojo x Reader angst story

This story does contain some anime spoilers if you haven't read the manga past the Shibuya Arc.

TW: Heavy angst, no comfort.

Summary: Gojo has been locked away in the box for 1189 days, and finally returns to you.

One thousand, one hundred and eighty-nine days. The sun has risen and set over a thousand times since he last saw you. There have been a thousand mornings that he hasn’t been able to wrap his arms around you while you lay next to him, begging you to stay with him for just a few more minutes. He has missed out on the opportunity to see you dancing around the house, playing music too loud while making dinner hundreds of times.

The second that he is free he goes to look for you, not wanting to go another minute without you. He starts by going to your shared apartment, only to find that someone new has moved in. All of your shared possessions are long gone. He asks the landlord about your whereabouts, only to find out you officially moved out about four months after he was locked away. Gojo’s heart sinks at the thought of you trying to keep up with the rent all on your own.

He reaches out to your friends and family, trying to find you, trying to see your beautiful face again. That’s how he came to find out that you had moved to a house on the outskirts of town. That’s how he came to be standing in your driveway looking into your home.

His stomach flipped and twisted with nerves, unsure how you would react to seeing him again. He had kept you a secret from his colleagues and family, trying to protect you from the jujutsu world. He wanted to keep you safe and have a small part of his life feel normal. Now it was going to be his downfall. He had no idea how he was going to explain his disappearance, but he was going to try. He had to. He had to get you back and have you back in his arms again.

Just as he was about to walk up the sidewalk and knock on your door, he saw you through the window. His heart skipped a beat when he saw your smiling face in what he guessed was your living room. You looked as gorgeous as he remembered, maybe even more beautiful as you matured. Your hair was longer and styled differently, your style of clothes had changed, and you look like you had lost weight. He cringed at the thought of you not eating, he always had to remind you to eat more. Was there anyone there to remind you and make sure you were taking care of yourself while he was gone?

He watched, careful to stay hidden behind a tree, building up the courage to approach you. He watched you laugh at something as you brought in some of your favorite snacks. You looked happy and relaxed, talking away to someone.

Then he sensed it. You weren’t alone in the house, there was a man with you. He watched another man walk up to you and wrap his arms around you.

No. No this couldn’t be happening. Gojo’s heart shattered as he watched the man lean down and place a kiss on your lips. The same lips Gojo had kissed a thousand times. He felt rage bubbling up inside him while he watched the man swoon over you, whispering something in your ear that made you throw your head back in laughter.

As he looked closer, he saw your ring finger sparkle, a shiny engagement ring resting on your hand.

Please God no. Gojo begged and pleaded to somehow make it not true. Was this just a nightmare?

Gojo felt overwhelmed with emotions. Anger, sadness, jealousy, envy, and pure rage. Not mad that you had moved on but angry that he had left you alone for so long. He bit his lip and pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose, concealing the prickle of tears building up in his eyes. He couldn’t blame you, of course, you would move on after he disappeared without a trace or word.

His legs were carrying him to your door before he could even think of what he would say to you. What could he say to you now? What would he do when you opened the door? He couldn’t stop himself from loudly banging on your front door, staring ahead, and trying not to look into your window.

“Coming!” You yelled from the other room. The sound of your voice made Gojo hold back more tears. He forgot how beautiful you sounded. Your voice, your laughter, and your moans were all music to his ears. He wondered if this would be the last time, he would get to hear you.

He froze in place as the door opened and he met your eyes. You gasped and covered your mouth with your diamond-clad hand in shock, eyes wide with disbelief. It took every ounce of self-control he had not to swoop you up and hold you tight. Being face to face with you broke him down, your eyes swelling up with tears, slowly spilling over and running down your cheek. He wanted to wipe the tears away, kiss your sadness away and take you back home to where you belonged. With him.

You made the first move, taking a step toward him and gently placing a hand on his cheek. The second he felt your skin touch his Gojo lost his composure. The dam holding back his tears finally broke when he felt your touch, the touch he had craved for the past three years. The same hand that had held his own and held him close for so many years. The same hand that now touched another man the same way it had touched him countless times. He gripped your hand and held it against him while the two of you cried in silence.

“I’m so sorry. I’m so fucking sorry.” He stammered, his voice breaking and uneven through his sobs. He would give anything to go back in time and undo what has been done. When he looked into your eyes, he saw the sadness that his absence created, he saw the worry, anger, and confusion. It made him hate himself.

It’s been eleven hundred days since you’ve seen his face, heard his voice, or breathed in his scent. Thirty-nine months have gone by with no answer to where he went, why he disappeared, or why you haven’t heard from him. Hundreds of unanswered calls and texts still live on your phone, never being read. You lost track of how many times you’ve bawled your eyes out, wondering what had happened. Did you do something wrong? Was it something you said that drove him away?

The first day you had made dinner at home, waiting patiently for him to get home from work. The two of you had planned a night together, watching your favorite shows while enjoying some of your favorite meals and snacks. You set everything up for a cozy night in, trying to make everything as relaxing as possible, knowing he would be coming home after a long day at work. You looked at the time and saw it was already ten minutes past the time the two of you had agreed to meet at home. At first, you shrugged it off, knowing Satoru was always late to everything.

As the dinner grew cold you began to worry. What if he had gotten in an accident? Your mind played out worst-case scenarios in your head, but you told yourself to stop overreacting. It was Toru, you had never seen him get some much as even a paper cut. He probably got caught up with his students or stopped by his favorite bakery, getting lost in some new sweets they had. Then it was midnight. The food you made had been packed up and put away for a while and you sat on the couch, clenching your phone waiting for something to signify he was okay. It never came. Each minute that passed you felt your stomach drop a little more, your anxiety making you pace around your living room, bile bubbling up in your throat.

The first week he disappeared was the worst. You waited up each night waiting for him, only sleeping when your body had finally given into exhaustion, and you passed out. You called his phone every hour but always got his voicemail. Fear and worry sewed into your bones so deep you couldn’t shake it, making you sick. After two days you went to the police station to file a missing persons report. The police did what they could, but it didn’t ease your mind. After going to the police station, you called the hospitals, checking to see if he had been admitted but turned up with nothing. You weren’t sure if that made you feel better or worse. Then you checked the jails, knowing Satoru’s big mouth could have got him in trouble. Still nothing, it was as if he vanished. His friends didn’t know where he was, and you had never met his family so that was already a dead end.

After the third day, you were frantic. Your chest felt tight, you couldn’t take a deep breath, any time you tried you would start hyperventilating. You called around town again, hoping someone had seen your white-haired boyfriend somewhere. The apartment you shared was in shambles after you turned over everything you owned looking for some clues or answers. Maybe there would be something in his things to give you any idea where he might be. Who he might be with. You found a shirt he wore the day before he disappeared, and you clutched it to your chest and cried. The smell of him still lingered on the shirt and it made you ache. You remembered going to the store with him in that shirt, grabbing him by the collar to pull him out of the candy aisle. You thought of how handsome he looked in the shirt as he sat across from you at dinner, gently stroking your arm while you complained about your day. His beautiful blue eyes peering at you over his glasses as he looked you up and down adoringly. This was the same shirt that you had started an argument over because he threw it on the floor when you two got home instead of the hamper. Regret settled in your chest, seeping out of your pores. It all seemed so stupid now, so insignificant. Maybe he just left you. Maybe he was tired of how you nagged him or how moody you could be. Finally moving on from you and finding someone better. You wailed and buried your face into the shirt.

With Each day that passed you felt yourself growing more and more numb. Half the time you paced around your shared apartment, praying he would walk through the door with a goofy smile and a wild story. The other half the time you spent calling around, putting up posters, and checking with the police. After a couple of weeks, the cops determined it to be a cold case, preparing you for the worst outcome. They told you the likelihood that they would find him alive was slim. Your heart shattered, you left the police station and sat in your car for an hour. You cried and screamed at the top of your lungs, begging god to wake you up from this nightmare, to end this agony and suffering.

After a month, you noticed the posters you had put up started to come down or were replaced with something else. You continued to call around, but it was clear that there were no leads and everyone else seemed to give up hope or get annoyed with your incessant calls. You spent all your time in your apartment alone, just waiting. You lost your job weeks ago when your boss lost their patience waiting for you to come back to work. Not that you cared. The food in your fridge went bad, including the meal you had prepared for him, but you never cleaned it out or restocked it. You couldn’t bring yourself to clean, to eat, or to shower. Eventually, you just slept and waited for him.

The only thing that was bringing you any comfort was a photo of the two of you that you held close. You stared at the picture of you two smiling widely at the camera. You traced the shape of his smile and relived the moment over and over in your head. You pleaded with God to give you another opportunity to make more memories with him.

Two months later your friends and family began to worry about you. When you didn’t return their calls or texts, they elected to drop by your apartment to check on you. After they found you, living in chaos, holding Gojo’s shirt while you slept on the couch they decided to intervene. Your best friend packed a bag for you to go stay with them, but you resisted. You screamed and yelled for them to leave your apartment because he could come back any minute. Any second he would come home to you. You just knew it. They dragged you out, kicking and screaming, telling you it was for your own good.

Time seemed to stop moving, day in and day out you laid around your friend's house. They tried to get you off the couch, but you refused, not wanting to experience life without the love of your life. Your friend put out food and water for you every day, but you barely touched it. You had already lost weight, but it didn’t matter to you. What was the point of going on now? Satoru was your world and your future. Now you couldn’t see any purpose to keep taking care of yourself if you didn’t have him in your life.

Did he really abandon you?

After three months you became angry. How could he do this to you? After all the time you had spent together how could he just vanish without saying a word for months. You then received news that you were being evicted. You returned to Gojo o and your apartment to pack everything up. Going through his things it hit you, he wasn't coming back. After four months you began to accept that he wasn’t going to walk through that door again. You prayed that he was at least safe.

It took six months for you to start eating again and sleeping less. You humored your friends and got off the couch a few times to go out. You plastered on a smile, put on a mask and laughed at their jokes, all the while feeling numb inside. You began looking for a new job, trying to pretend like you were back to normal. You went through the motions everyday, carrying an empty shell of yourself around, fooling those around you. You felt nothing.

Then one day, while at your new job, you met a coworker who genuinely made you laugh for the first time in eight months. He sat next to you on your lunch breaks, bringing you extra food every day to make sure you are eating enough. It started as a casual work friendship, but you found yourself looking forward to seeing him each day. He was sweet and patient with you. He didn't ask about what happened but reassured you that he would be there if you needed him.

Eventually, he started to need him. You confided in him while he helped you get back on your feet. He made you laugh and smile again, his bubbly personality winning you over and breaking down your walls. He almost reminded you of Gojo.

A work friendship developed into a relationship, starting out slowly. You found yourself wracked with guilt at first feeling like you were cheating on Gojo. That faded with time, so did the pain, the numbness, and the agony you felt over the past year. Although not a single day didn’t go by that you didn’t wonder where Gojo was.

You learned to love again and be loved. You and your relationship flourished and grew stronger. After a year and a half your boyfriend had asked you to move in with him, then later on to marry him. You happily accepted his proposal, moving forward with him.

Now, over three years later you are staring down the face of a ghost. Looking into the eyes that had haunted you for so long. Your chest tightened and a wave of sadness washed over you as you remembered the countless nights you waited for him. On the other hand, you felt a sense of relief, knowing that he was alive and well.

He looked broken and lost standing in front of you. You couldn't help. but reach out and comfort him, placing your hand on his cheek. His large hand covered yours while he cried.

“I’m so sorry. I’m so fucking sorry.” He choked out the words, barely audible over the two of you crying.

You pulled your hand back and ran into his arms, wrapping your arms around his neck. Gojo held tight against him like he was afraid you would evaporate into thin air.

He smelled just as you remembered, fresh like clean linens and lemon. It reminded you of your old apartment, your old life. You buried your face in his chest, not wanting to pull away from him just yet.

Gojo held you close, breathing you in like it would be his last breath, his last chance to touch you. He cradled your head against him as the memories of you came flooding back to him. Time stopped as he held you, praying for this moment to never end.

Like all good things, it came to an end as you pulled out of his arms. His eyes pleaded with you to stay just a little longer, but you heard the sound of your fiancé shuffling to the door.

“Honey, who is at the door?”

Gojo released you as he heard your new lover approaching. The man walked around the corner to see what was taking you so long. You stepped back from Gojo and turned to your fiancé, wiping the tears from your face.

“Sorry, um this is-”

“An old friend,” Gojo interjected. He watched you turn back to him with red and swollen eyes. He had ruined your life once; he wasn’t going to do it again.

“I just wanted to stop by and say hi since I was back in town, but I should be going now.” He watched your fiancé approach the two of you, wrapping an arm around you protectively. He was happy to see you being cared for, being loved in his absence, even if it killed him inside.

He swallowed the lump in his throat and forced an innocent smile to spread across his face. His cerulean eyes drifted down to you, studying your face one more time.

“You seem happy. It was great to see you again. I should go though.” He said to you, holding himself back from touching you one last time.

You felt your chest tighten as Gojo looked you up and down. You knew the smile he wore was fake, you would be able to tell that from a mile away, you knew him too well to be fooled. You wanted answers, to know why he vanished, but you accepted that maybe this would be all the closure you got. It was enough to know he was safe.

He turned to walk away, his heart breaking with each step he took away from you. Away for good.

“Please take care of yourself.” You called out to him as he turned his back to you, officially closing the book on this chapter in your lives.

He couldn’t bring himself to look back again, he knew if he did, he would run back to you. He would selfishly plead with you to leave with him, to go back to bed with him so he could wrap his arms around you and beg for just a few more minutes with you.

You were happy, safe, and loved. That was going to have to be enough. For now. He wiped his face clean and pushed his glasses back in place before officially leaving you once again.

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may-nr1rooftoptriodefender · 3 years ago

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I forgot to send my request a while back but WOO here we go: What do you think of Aizawa and reader being great friends back in highschool ( with probably some secret feelings going on ) but after graduating reader leaves for overseas cos carreer

Now ! Reader is back and is a teacher at UA, so they suddenly meet again 🥳 How does that go?

I'd love that as a scenario! Hcs are fine if you prefer that though. Would it be selfish to ask for gender neutral reader, or just ommit pronouns that'd give away too much? If it's too much feel free to ignore it.

Thank you! I can't wait to read more of your writing :)

okay so I can totally do that! I can do gender neutral ig but I definitely won’t do male. It’s just hard for me to write but the rest should be fine..

I don’t think here are any warnings (if I’m wrong pls correct me)

spoilers for vigilante mangas and season 5?? (just mentions of a certain someone but nothing too revealing?)

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aizawa x reader - Here we meet again

So here we are again. About 15-16 years after graduating you’re back at your old high school, UA. But now as a teacher. It’s been a while, huh?

All the memories that were made here, it’s a bit nostalgic. You can’t wait to give these kids the school experience you had. There’s also a chance to see your old classmates & friends - now as teachers and colleagues of yours.

You could remember your time as a student here like it was yesterday. It felt a bit similar, the only difference that you’re not a student anymore..

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The first day at a new school is always scary, right? But it’s just as exciting as scary. So many different students with different quirks and looks it’s fascinating. Those students are going to be the future heroes.

Some friendships were made fast, like really fast. For example there were those two loud and cheerful boys. Oboro Shirakumo and Hizashi Yamada. They became friends quickly and even dragged another boy- Shouta Aizawa along. He wasn’t as happy, actually he was the complete difference. Tired, introverted, sarcastic and very quiet. But somehow it worked out between them. They soon became the iconic UA trio from class 1-A.

You hadn’t had as much luck as them. You also made friends pretty quickly, but the boys and girls you hang out with were judging, complaining and gossiping a lot. And I mean a LOT. It was okay but you had to watch your every move around them. They also weren’t very fond of the iconic trio. They talked about them a lot and you couldn’t really understand why. What did they do? They are pretty nice to everyone and also funny.

You often heard this and that-

“God, Aizawa looks so weird, does he sleep at all? Emo boy”

“Why is Yamada so god damn loud? Also, wtf is wrong with his hair and sun glasses?”

“Shirakumo looks always so proud. He hasn’t any embarrassment at all. I get second hand embarrassment just thinking about him. All three of them think they are so god damn cool. Just a bunch of nerds”

You never said anything in those conversations because it wasn’t really true? They are actually really cool and they look like they have a lot of fun. Just let them be! But they always noticed. They always noticed how quiet you were when it was about them. How you never said anything or agreed with them. How you greeted the three every morning. How you never looked disgusted when looking at them.

So they confronted you. Also made you down, because you’re ‘also a nerd’ and that you ‘don’t fit into their group’. It hurt but maybe it was for the better. The only problem- now you didn’t had any friends at all. Sure you got along with all of your classmates, but none of them was truly a friend… So you sat alone at lunch. You never talked to anyone before or after class, expect it was something important. You never had a sparring partner by choice. The remaining one was always partnering up with you.

The trio noticed that. And Yamada and Shirakumo were too kind souls to ignore that. Aizawa actually didn’t care at all. Sure, you were a classmate that was always friendly to him, but he didn’t interact with you much. And if you liked it alone better? He also preferred alone and quiet time, but his two friends wouldn’t leave him alone. So he accepted the presence. They were not soo bad after all.

But the other two really wanted to talk to you, and they did. During lunch when you were sitting alone again, they approached you ( and tagged Aizawa along as well). You were more than surprised about that. But when they started talking about how you seemed kinda lonely and they couldn’t just watch and decided to look if everything was okay, you thought the thing you always thought: they seem like nice and kind persons. You were right after all. They were nice and kind. Proved those bitches fake friends wrong.

They accepted you gladly into their friend group and honestly, you were more than relieved. You finally made friends and they were especially nice people. Since that day, it wasn’t a trio anymore. Now, they were four.

Oboro and Hizashi (you were allowed to call them with their first name now) were always talking while Shouta was more quiet. Talked the bare minimum. But even then, he seemed nice too. It was just hard to know when he always wore that poker face. You didn’t know if he liked you or just tolerated you, but the first time he laughed while you were around you knew he was probably okay with your presence. You didn’t know much about him, expect his love for cats and sleep but he was kinda cute and all. He didn’t look too bad either. Slowly but surely you fell for him. And it just got more and more. When you started your second year, you were deeply in love with his shy persona.

But he would never know that, he didn’t seem like a person to catch feelings. And you could never live the embarrassment down if he rejected you. Yeah no thanks.

Little did you know he actually also liked you a bit more than a friend. Even before you became friends with him he thought you looked good and seemed nice to talk to. But that meant nothing… at first.

When you started hanging around more often, he noticed that you’re a very sweet and happy person. The opposite of him. But maybe this was the reason he started crushing on you. He was a bit boring and not so likeable. You were good company. A good person to talk to. He always thought he was a bit obvious and you just didn’t like him as much as Oboro and Hizashi. He understood why you’d like them more- he surely couldn’t fall for someone like him so you probably didn’t either. You were perfect and he wasn’t. So he’d never tell you what he thought about you.

Of course it was hard to ignore those feelings when you were permanently seeing each other. The worst things that happened so far was your sleep over. Shouta almost had a heart attack when you were suddenly standing at Hizashi’s door with a backpack. He thought it would only be him and Oboro like always. Not that he minded but he was freaking out all the time. Sleeping in the same room as his crush, seeing his crush in pyjamas and such, dear god give him strength. What was even worse, was that Hizashi has a huge house + swimming pool. Shouta wasn’t ready seeing you in your swimwear. You looked good and it was so embarrassing for him. He looked flustered all the time.

You didn’t notice because you were just as flustered and busy with your own thoughts. Seeing him shirtless was too much for your simp heart. Shouta also didn’t see that cause he was busy calming his flushed face down. Oboro and Hizashi of course noticed that. They shipped both of you secretly but if you two ever found out, Shouta would surely strangle them and you would be just uncomfortable and denying. They learned about their past mistakes not to do that again. But they’d never let them live that day down if they ever become a couple, that’s for sure.

After all you did a lot of stupid things together and hid your feelings pretty well. You were the perfect friend group of four and no one could stop you. Until that fateful day came. After the accident.. they were too busy with other feelings than the feelings for each other. They focused on other things and kinda fell apart. You weren’t as close as you were before, so after graduation you decided to leave Japan and Shouta behind. Maybe this would clear your head.

And it did. It was a great experience but now it was time to come back and teach future heroes.

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Luckily, the way to principle Nezu was still known to you. Every hallway, every classroom, you still remember it all. The introduction with Nezu was very short (surprisingly) and you were sent to the teachers lounge to get to know the others and to make yourself comfortable before the students would be arriving. You really couldn’t wait to see the other heroes you were going to work with. Some were already known to the public like Midnight or Present Mic (you were really hyped for these two) but surely there would also be some new faces.

When you arrived you were debating between knocking or just entering but before you could think more about it the door was opened by none other than-

Yamada.

God you were happy to see him. He has gotten a lot taller, but maybe that was just his hair that was standing up from his head. Looks like he grew it out. You didn’t even want to think of how much bottle of hairspray he used for his hair to stand up like that… He even got a little mustache. And he still had a pair of ridiculous looking sun glasses… That was without a doubt the Hizashi Yamada you went to school with.

“There you are! We’ve already been waiting for you!! GOD I MISSED YOU SO MUCH!!!”

Yup, still very loud.. That’s him. He tackled you into a big hug and even if you wanted to return it, he didn’t gave you enough space or air to do so..

“Everyone needs air Yamada… And you’re stealing it away from our fellow friend..”

That was surely Midnight aka Nemuri Kayama. This feminine and seductive voice was her for sure. You’ve spoken a few times with her during your UA years and she’s surely fun to have around.

When Present Mic finally let you go and muttered a quiet (??) sorry you could get a look at her. Sure, you’ve seen both pros in TV and such, but seeing them in person is different. Midnight hat longer hair and also surprisingly to say, her outfit wasn’t as revealing as it used to be.. Which still showed a lot..

You reallyyy missed them.

So both of them got a hug. “Welcome back darling” , said Midnight with a grin.

“Thank you. But could I actually enter the room now?” you asked after releasing them both. They stepped aside and followed you right in after. Everyone looked up on you and you surely recognized a few heroes like Cementoss or Ectoplasm. Before you could say anything, Present Mic chirped in.

“Guys! This is our new colleague and teacher! EVERYONE, MEET-“

“We all got the file Mic, we know who that is… And introducing other people is rude, do you know that?” A masculine voice interrupted.

“Interrupting people is also surely rude Aizawa!”

Wait. Aizawa as in Shouta Aizawa?? Omg he’s here too?!? Nah okay this is going to be way different now..

song for today - Space Song by Beach House

#mha #aizawa x reader #oboro #hizashi #aizawa #oboro shirakumo #x reader

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simplysimpingsimp · 4 years ago

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helloo can i have platonic headcanons for the hashira reacting to a new hashira who is half demon. They have a blood demon art and can walk in the sun but has very sharp teeth and horns. Also they dont eat humans instead they eat demons for power kinda like genya.

Hi hi anon! First of all I don’t know if that’s spoilers for people about Genya so I’m so sorry to anyone who saw that — pretend you didn’t see — so in the future if you include something in your post that hasn’t been animated yet, please include spoiler warning — I myself have read the manga but not everyone has so please please be cautious of that TOT But anyway, thank you so very much for being patient with me in getting your request out ToT I’m so sorry for taking literally forever to get to you TwT but anyway! Heck yeah you can have this 0:!! I like this idea for a hashira that’s the demon pillar or something like that! As always, I’m super sorry for any mistakes!! Please let me know if there’s anything you’d like for me to fix or change, I will gladly do so <3

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🌼 𝚈𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝙻𝚘𝚌𝚊𝚕 𝙵𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚕𝚢 𝙳𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚗 𝙷𝚊𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚛𝚊 𝙷𝙲𝚜

🌼 𝚔𝚗𝚢 𝚟𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚡 𝚐𝚗!𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛

🌼 𝚏𝚝. 𝚂𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚘𝚋𝚞, 𝚃𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚗, 𝚁𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚘𝚔𝚞, 𝙼𝚒𝚝𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚒

🌼 𝙿𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚜: 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢/𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖

🌼 𝚃𝚆/𝚆𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜: 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍!

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𝑺𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒐𝒃𝒖

definitely had her doubt initially about a half demon joining their ranks but Oyakata explained to them their condition

Initially would often give them side glances of disgust though she hid them well with friendly smiles

That was until one day she was saved by them

Though Y/n did suffer a major injury, she watched them recover quickly as if it was nothing because they consumed the demon they slayed before it disintegrated

Shinobu was definitely interested in studying them and surprisingly they were alright with it in exchange for a cup of tea and a fun conversation

She definitely thought they were an interesting person when studying their blood samples and their personality TT

Sometimes she’d tease them for their sharp teeth, “My my someone’s drifted out from the sea” and sometimes would call them her own shark and that they should have been the shark pillar instead

But hey it’s all in good fun, they got to tease her for her height and for being a nerd lol

Shinobu ended up enjoying their pleasant company, especially when they would gossip together

Their duo name ended up being ‘The Council’ because they were often seen snickering together

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𝑻𝒆𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒏

mans definitely had the intention to kill them on sight — flamboyantly of course

But then he heard they were the Demon Pillar

Visible ‘the fuck’ face — he’s supposed to trust a half demon??

He would eye them rather suspiciously especially when they got close

Uzui wouldn’t admit it out loud in the early stages of friendship, but he thought the appearance of their blood art was rather flamboyant and almost god like

Would take a lot to convince him that they weren’t going to harm any human, what it took was saving one of his wives from a demon

Now he treats them like a younger sibling and though he encourages for them to call him ‘aniki’ or a god all he gets is a raspberry and a smug smile when his wives scold him for bullying them

But hey besties for life and free hugs from his wives TwT — Y/n gets 4 besties basically

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𝑹𝒆𝒏𝒈𝒐𝒌𝒖

Would also be really hesitant to accept them even though they had Ubayashiki’s approval and everything

Whenever they would be sent on to missions together, he would be surprisingly quiet and more observant

He would admire their level headedness and how quickly they were able to analyze the situation and come up with a plan

Kyojuro would definitely be impressed by their fighting skills and how impactful their blood art was

Friendship would initially start with him saying he disliked them for being a half demon but they would grow on him, especially with the small smiles they’d throw in his direction that radiated humanity

He appreciated when they would offer him some of their snacks and when they would be on the look out for him

His apology for saying he disliked them was rather sweet because of the light blush on his cheeks

“Don’t worry, I understand where you’re coming from. I’m glad that you think of me as a friend now,” they would say happily

Now they are pranksters together and often are the loudest ones though they do it to match his energy

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𝑴𝒊𝒕𝒔𝒖𝒓𝒊

definitely thought they were a little scary at first because of the horns and sharp teeth — but then she realized how beautiful they were TT probably would secretly fangirl

Mitsuri at first was really cautious of them because of Obanai’s own objections but she wanted to get to know them

She ended up getting close to them because of their shared love of food — though they often consumed demons more than human food

Mitsuri would cook all sorts of things for Y/n for the sake of finding what tasted best for them and to no surprise it was her Sakura Mochi TT

She was constantly impressed by their breathing style and the blood art they possessed when they consumed demons

She thought the change in their eye color was amazing and how brave they were when they would dive into battle with their blood art TT

Definitely would become closer friends as they shared tips with each other on flexibility and whenever she would style their hair

Mitsuri would love spending as much time with them as possible, especially sharing meals with each other and recipes

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ᴛʜᴀɴᴋ ʏᴏᴜ ғᴏʀ ʀᴇǫᴜᴇsᴛɪɴɢ ᴀɴᴅ ʀᴇᴀᴅɪɴɢ! ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ғᴇᴇʟ ғʀᴇᴇ ᴛᴏ sᴇɴᴅ ɪɴ ʀᴇǫᴜᴇsᴛs/ᴀsᴋs/ɪᴅᴇᴀs/ǫᴜᴇsᴛɪᴏɴs/ᴄᴏᴍᴍᴇɴᴛs/ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ !! sᴇᴇ ʏᴀʟʟ sᴏᴏɴ <3

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dearestpartnerofgreatness · 3 years ago

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for the fic rec ask game: 📆 and 💯!

📆 A fic you’d re-read 10 years from now

Thank you for the ask, northern! I'm a HUGE fan of yours so seeing your name in my inbox was the highlight of my day!

The Language of Flowers by ASongofSixpence: "There are three things that set up the month of May as one that will no doubt be full of trouble for Kaoru. For one, he and his brother need to finish designing a dress for up-and-coming actress Rino Isoya to wear at the Met Gala, which is happening on May 9th. Then, three days later, on May 12th, Tamaki and Haruhi will (finally) be getting married, and Kaoru can’t even begin to think about the kind of nonsense he will wholeheartedly commit to as soon as all of his friends are in the same room at the same time. Finally, and this is, admittedly, his own fault: he and Kyoya hooked up in the beginning of April, and he hasn’t spoken to him since."

My first ao3 bookmark. OHSHC was one of the first anime/manga I got into also, so the nostalgia factor is high all around. I shipped Tamaki/Haruhi from the beginning but only recently realized the perfection that is Kyoya/Kaoru (this was actually the fic that cemented that ship for me!) It's timeless. I'll read it again and again.

💯 A fic that makes you think #writergoals

I've talked about my love for you was bulletproof (but you're the one who shot me) by Shespitsfire (@savethelastdan) a million times by now (it's an exploration of abuse using the events of a Chinese drama, Well-Intended Love) so I'll pick a newer one by them that is also god tier: time will tell, a SessKagu AU inspired by Jane Austen's Persuasion. For the record, I do not watch or read Inuyasha but she's successfully dragged me into the fandom through her incredible writing, and I was SO pleased by the inventive way she wove pieces of the source material into the story while maintaining the true personalities of the characters involved. She is a master of impactful, beautiful language and witty dialogue, and everything she writes makes me wish I could write half as wonderfully as she does.

(To anyone reading: feel free to ask me these numbers again bc I have a million fics/writers I could choose for my answers)

#savethelastdan #shespitsfire #sesskagu fanfic #sesskagu fic #persuasion au #tamaharu #ohshc #tamaki x haruhi #kyokao #kaokyo #kyokao fic #ohshc fic #fic rec #fic recs

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ruffian-writings · 3 years ago

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Writing For My Faves

Note ; Getting back into the swing of things and all (both writing and now reading the series itself), I thought it might be nice to start off by writing about some of my favorite characters! These guys are gonna be from all over the place, so bear with me here-

>> GORDON AGRIPPA

Yeeeah like this one was even a question-

I don’t think I really spoke about it much before my hiatus(es), at least not on here, but he’s part of the reason why I really caught interest with the series. Yes, probably one of the quietest characters that (so far) hasn’t had much screentime has lived in my head rent free since I started. My brain really looked past the popular, flashy characters and went ‘ah yes, this one’. Am I mad about it? Definitely not <3

Literally the sweetest mf to ever exist. Even if Gordon’s not too well-versed in relationships and is more than a little awkward overall, it’s obvious that he’s trying. His methods of showing affection might be a little unconventional, but that’s kinda the charm of it right?

Remember the little part where it’s revealed that he makes tiny dolls of the rest of his team? Yeah, you’re going to be joining that collection.

It’s pretty likely that Gordon’s going to be at least a little self-conscious if you two go out together. It’s nothing against you, there’s no doubt that he adores you, but his family doesn’t have the best reputation. It’s easy to pick up on the whispers, the eyes that follow you both. It’s unnerving for him, so please, bring him back down from that anxious spiral.

He also really enjoys quiet nights with you! Whether it’s both of you doing something together or you two are working on separate things in the same room, spending time like that is really nice.

>> DOROTHY UNSWORTH

For someone who was quite literally asleep for a majority of what I know of the series, I’m a little surprised that she grew on me so fast. While I don’t know her backstory (if it’s even revealed in the current story) her powers and upbeat, playful attitude weren’t what I initially expected.

In a relationship she probably wouldn’t act too much differently. It would be pretty often that she naps leaning against your shoulder or holds your hand, sleeve, or just you in general when there’s somewhere you both need to be. Dorothy is perfectly capable of guiding herself when she’s sleepwalking (or whatever it would be classified as), but she finds it nice to have someone there.

Other dates and hangouts consists of both of you spending time in that dream realm she has. What better place to spend time than somewhere that can literally become anywhere?

Still, though, it’s also good to actually go do something instead of slipping into dreamland. In that case Dorothy would prefer something a little more mellow - something like a walk around the forest trails or simply window-shopping. Also nap dates, nut, y’know, staying active is also important-

>> SOL MARRON

I recently got to the point in the manga where Sol first shows up and I’m legitimately so excited to see her pop up again in the coming arcs. Her magic is super interesting and her backstory/reasoning for joining the knights is really compelling imo.

She’s your own personal cheerleader - loud and energetic, Sol’s all too happy to encourage you whenever you need.

I could see her showing off a little here and there. Sol knows she’s strong, of course, but watching your reaction to a particularly impressive spell of successfully pulling off something equally stunning gets her a little bit giddy.

Is also super protective of you. If anyone even thinks about giving you trouble Sol’s right there to help you. Even if she does occasionally go overboard, the only thing that matters to her is that you’re okay.

Sol is also pretty physically affectionate! It’s all too often that she had an arm around you, or a hand in yours. She’s also a fan of surprising you with cheek kisses. Overall she’s pretty spontaneous with her affection, so be ready for that-

>> RADES SPIRITO

Honestly Rades is a difficult one to pin down. Overall he’s a bit of an asshole, very cocky and more than a little selfish, but under all that is probably someone a little softer. He’s obviously pretty beat-up over being vilified for his magic, and while the concept is definitely… morally wrong at best, he definitely has power.

Around you Rades doesn’t act too different on surface-level. However, he’s a little softer with you in private. He’s loud and confident in the presence of others, seeming to always be like that, but in the presence of one of the few people he trusts, Rades is more vulnerable.

Just like he brags about his own abilities and power, he’s just as likely to show you off. I mean this both in he’ll literally do so but Rades also has a habit of boasting about his lover’s abilities. Even if your magic isn’t all that impressive, he’ll find a way to make it sound like it is. It doesn’t stop there, either. If you have another talent he’s also not going to shut up about how good you are at that.

#black clover #black clover x reader #black clover imagines #gordon agrippa #gordon agrippa x reader #dorothy unsworth #dorothy unsworth x reader #sol marron #sol marron x reader #rades spirito #rades spirito x reader

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makeste · 4 years ago

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BnHA 323: “I Don’t Know How to Explain to You That You Should Care About Other People”

Previously on BnHA: Kacchan was all, “Izuku, I’m sorry.” Bakugou Stans were all, “[sobs for a week straight and tearfully awards him the Nobel Prize for character development].” Deku was all, “[faints in Kacchan’s arms].” Iida was all, “[trying to decide if Ochako genuinely tried to kill him a few minutes ago].” Horikoshi was all, “NO TIME FOR HUGS WE MUST GET BACK TO UA.” The civilians holed up at U.A. were all, “WE TOOK A VOTE AND DECIDED THAT WE’RE ALL GOING TO BE JERKS ABOUT THIS AND MAKE A BIG FUSS ABOUT YOU LETTING DEKU BACK INTO THE SCHOOL.” Deku was all “[stands there looking like he expected nothing less and breaking my heart more and more with each passing moment].” Ochako was all, “that does it, looks like I’m gonna have to do something about this... next chapter, that is.”

Today on BnHA: Flashback!Rat Principal is all “I just want you all to know that I spent nine million dollars turning U.A. into a giant Battleship-style grid that can burrow underground and zoom around in a giant subway maze because Horikoshi lacks a grounded understanding of both civil engineering and economics.” Back in the present day, Jeanist is all, “EVERYONE TAKE HEED, MY COMRADES AND I HAVE DEEMED IT EXPEDIENT TO CONVEY THIS AUSPICIOUS YOUTH BACK TO THIS STRONGHOLD. WE ANTICIPATE THAT WE MAY DEPEND UPON YOUR GOODWILL AND ACQUIESCENCE TO THESE TERMS.” The civilians were all, “NO.” Ochako was all, “EMPATHY, MOTHERFUCKERS, DO YOU SPEAK IT?!” The civilians were all, “oh shit.” Anyway so Ochako is a giant badass, but I’m a little worried that she’s going to get struck by lightning. Please come down from there.

so before we start this chapter, I would just like to apologize for having not posted the ch 321 recap yet, and would like to reassure everyone, and especially Iida who is staring at me with Sad Wobbly Guilt Trip Eyes, that I will get to that as soon as I can

OMG FLASHBACK??

yes please Horikoshi please show us more of class 1-A and their Deku intervention strategy jam sessions

oh dear

Iida you are too pure and good for this cruel world. [sprays the U.A. civilians with a water bottle] NO. BAD CIVILIANS! NO OSTRACIZING SCARED AND EXHAUSTED CHILDREN IN THE HOUSE

EXCUSE ME RAT PRINCIPAL WHAT’S WITH THESE MIXED MESSAGES

???

RAT PRINCIPAL: he’s free to return to us at any time!!

ALSO RAT PRINCIPAL: but it’s too risky for him to return to us

?? ??????? ?????????????????????

so now he’s going on about how strong the U.A. Barrier is, and how it’s comparable to the defensive capabilities of Tartarus. this would have sounded a lot more impressive before chapter 297 lol

OH!!!! HELLO, WHAT’S THIS!!!

A TIMELY CALLBACK TO A CERTAIN MYSTERIOUS EVENT WHICH HASN’T BEEN REFERENCED SINCE USJ? [U.A. TRAITOR MUSIC INTENSIFIES]

so now Rat Principal says he upgraded U.A.’s security systems with his own “modifications”, whatever the fuck that means. I mean look, I’ve been saying for a long time now that U.A. is the best place for everyone to hole up, don’t get me wrong. but that was mostly on account of there not being any other practical alternatives. but you’re making it sound like you figured out a way to actually make it Decay-proof or some wild shit like that

-- hold up, DID YOU ADD A FORCE FIELD. DID YOU TRICK THIS SCHOOL OUT WAKANDA-STYLE YOU CRAZY MARSUPIAL. HOLY SHIT. because that would actually be perfect

LMAO

WHAT KIND OF GALAXY BRAIN BULLSHIT. “NAH THERE’S NO NEED FOR A FORCE FIELD, LET’S JUST PUT WHEELS ON IT”

oh okay so the whole campus is basically capable of burrowing itself underground. that’s insane lol I wonder how they pulled that off. probably got poor Cementoss working overtime

blah blah blah so basically the entire campus is split into a grid and each section of the grid is capable of its own independent movement. lol this is just the Merone Base from KHR. you thought no one would notice this casual plagiarism ten years after the fact, but YOU UNDERESTIMATED YOUR AUDIENCE, HORIKOSHI

“joke’s on you imma just lampshade it” WELL ALL RIGHT THEN

“look at me I’m so fucking self-aware” fucking swear to god. I can’t believe this man is my favorite mangaka of all time smdh

“excuse me, I wasn’t finished describing all the rest of this bullshit yet,” Rat Principal breaks in impatiently. “we also added a steel wall all around the underground of the campus that’s 3000 steel plates thick. that’s fifteen fucking meters of solid fucking steel just fyi. and if anyone fucks around with any part of it the defense system will activate immediately! and also all of the plates are independently motorized, whatever the fuck that means!! in conclusion you’re gonna need a fucking tower crane to suspend all of your disbelief by the time I’m through with this paragraph”

“also Shiketsu is almost as reinforced as U.A. but not quite because we still had to make sure we were better.” but of course. and apparently the two schools are connected via a secret tunnel as Hagakure mentioned earlier

LSDKFJLSDKJFLK

“WAIT WHAT” LMAO YOU HEARD HIM, NOW INASA CAN VISIT YOU BOTH IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT AND TELL YOU ALL ABOUT THE WEIRD DREAM HE HAD. GOD BLESS YOU HORIKOSHI

(ETA: moment of appreciation for Shouto and Katsuki having the same thought at the same time and making Knowing Eye Contact and saying the exact same thing out loud in perfect unison like the best friends they are. what a blessed day.)

so Tokoyami is all “but wait if you engineered all this shit all the way back during the Band arc how did you even know that Tomura’s quirk awakening would become a thing, Horikoshi -- uh, I mean, Principal Nezu”

and Rat Principal is all “lol idk”

“basically I just woke up one morning and was all ‘say, you know what this school really needs? a fifteen-meter-thick underground steel wall, and the ability to break up into little pieces that individually zoom around wherever the fuck they want.’ jesus christ. lol if money and common sense were apparently no obstacle why didn’t you just teleport U.A. to the fucking moon or something. maybe I should shut up before I given him any ideas

dsfaelkjldkjgl

you heard it here first, folks, all of this cost a grand total of nine million U.S. dollars. well technically it cost “more than” nine million dollars. never has that distinction been more important lmao. are we sure this barrier was really made of steel and not cardboard? who the hell sold it to them, Ea-Nasir??

this is my favorite manga series of all time. yes I am ashamed

“in conclusion please do your best to reach Deku-kun” SO WHAT WAS ALL THAT NONSENSE ABOUT IT BEING TOO RISKY THEN. anyway thank you for this super informative and edifying flashback, Horikoshi. I will cherish it always. I don’t even want to read another translation of this absurdity lmao, there’s something special about it just the way it is. pretty sure Horikoshi just had a cracked out fever dream one night and transferred it to the pages of the manga verbatim

anyway so back to the unruly mob

not their finest moment. please excuse me while I cover poor Deku’s ears and give him a good shoosh pap

oh wow the parents are out here too

is Mitsuki trying to hold Inko back?? that’s the last thing this fandom needs right now is more Mitsuki discourse fffwlkjs. and even Jiroudad, scientifically proven to be the best dad in all of BnHA, is just standing there silently looking vaguely unhappy. way to rise to the moment you guys

MONOMA

so this settles it for me that Aizawa is not at UA. I know a lot of people have been wondering about his whereabouts, and if I had to wager a guess it would be that something happened with Shirakumo/Kurogiri. I can’t think of anything else -- even the loss of an eye and a limb -- that would keep him from his kids at a time like this

anyway but this is excellent Monoma content right here though. I love that he apparently adopted Eri after a single interaction with her. also WHERE IS SHINSOU DAMMIT. THE PEOPLE NEED TO KNOW

and Kouta’s there too looking like he wants to run over to Deku but Ragdoll won’t let him :/

it’s gotta be pretty upsetting for him to see his hero like this and not having anyone stand up for him. [taps megaphone] IS THIS THING ON. OKAY YEAH IT SEEMS TO BE WORKING. AHEM. PAGING URARAKA OCHAKO. GONNA NEED YOU TO GET OVER HERE ALREADY AND MAKE THAT BIG DRAMATIC SPEECH WHICH YOU ARE CLEARLY DYING TO MAKE. IF YOU DON’T DO IT SOON I’M GONNA HAVE TO STEP IN, AND YOU REALLY DON’T WANT ME TO DO THAT SINCE MY SPEECH WILL NOT BE VERY GOOD OR INSPIRING, AND WILL PROBABLY JUST CONSIST OF “HELLO, YOU ARE ALL STUPID, PLEASE SHUT UP AND GO AWAY”

so now Mic is telling them to calm down. at least someone’s speaking up here, geez

OH MY GOD

MY MAN JEANIST OUT HERE DOING WHAT HE DOES BEST: MAKING EVERYONE FEEL GUILTY AND JUDGED

OH MY GOD HE IS GIVING SUCH A LONG AND BORING SPEECH LMAO IS YOUR STRATEGY TO PUT THEM ALL TO SLEEP OR WHAT

truly in awe of this man’s ability to take messages which could easily be conveyed in ELI5-speak, and stubbornly convert them into incomprehensible language the likes of which you need a graduate degree in order to understand

“hey guys, so originally our plan was to use Deku as bait for the villains, but that didn’t really work and also we realized it was kinda dumb and was probably gonna get him killed, so we brought him back here instead.” was that really so hard, Jeanist. also are we all really just gonna sit back here and watch Jeanist take full credit for Bakugou’s plan just like that lmao

(ETA:

WHERE DID ENDEAVOR GO AND WHO IS THIS DIABOLICAL MASTER OF DISGUISE. lol I genuinely didn’t notice this because I was too busy digging through thesauruses trying to rewrite Jeanist’s speech; many thanks to @class1akids for pointing it out and making my day immeasurably better. take it easy there Dick Tracy.)

“anyway so please stop being dicks and let him fucking rest so he can save all your ungrateful asses” what an impassioned and inspiring plea. time to see if the masses will listen to reason

narrator: they did not listen to reason

oh my god finally Ochako is doing something. YEAH OCHAKO WOOOO SHOW THEM HOW IT’S DONE

hmm

this entire chapter is truly and utterly nonsensical to me lol

(ETA: on my second readthrough I’m fucking dying at how she stole the megaphone right out of Mic’s hand lmao. and how Kacchan is all “fuck yeah nothing I appreciate more than some quality fucking larceny.”)

oh I see she was jumping on top of the main building so as to scream down at them all more impressively

“ANYWAY DEKU IS PRETTY COOL ACTUALLY, YOU GUYS ARE JUST MEAN” couldn’t have said it better myself Ochako

lol uh

gotta say I did not have “Ochako reveals the secret of OFA to the entire U.A. Citizen Clown Parade” on my bingo card for this week. it’s a bold strategy cotton let’s see if it pays off

SDLFKJSL

“NO, SERIOUSLY, HAVE YOU LOOKED AT HIM YOU GUYS. YOU THINK HE LIKES RUNNING AROUND DRESSED LIKE A RUSTED OIL DRUM?? HE DID THAT FOR YOU YOU UNGRATEFUL SLOBS”

so she is basically explaining the entire Deku Angst arc to them and explaining what a good and selfless protagonist Deku is, YES, PREACH

OMG IT’S THE GIGANTIC FOX LADY

not to insinuate anything, but what exactly were you doing standing out here with the hysterical mob, Gigantic Fox Lady? you’re better than that

-- KACCHAN SIGHTING!!

sdlkfjl. thanks for weighing in with that helpful and important observation. where have you been for the last five minutes. were you asleep. was it Jeanist’s speech

never mind, now he’s yelling at the civilians so I instantly forgive him

THE FUTURE NUMBER ONE HERO, EVERYONE. THANK YOU, THANK YOU. HE’LL BE HERE ALL WEEK

“anyway so I’m just going to end the chapter here” lmao seventeen pages truly do go by so fast. at least he didn’t try to force in a cliffhanger at the end this time. dare I say, growth

so I guess the civilians are either gonna have a Kamino and/or Fukuoka-esque moment where they remember how to be decent people and apologize to this poor young man, or else they’ll remain unpersuaded, and so Kacchan will have to knock a few of their heads around until they become more inclined to be reasonable. either option is fine by me lol

#bnha 323 #uraraka ochako #rat principal #class 1-a #bnha #boku no hero academia #bnha spoilers #mha spoilers #bnha manga spoilers #makeste reads bnha

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cosmicjoke · 3 years ago

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Parallels and Contrasts between Levi and Eren in Episode 87

So something I noticed in this last episode of AoT were the parallels and contrasts between Levi and Eren, and how those things really define, in a lot of ways, the differences between their characters, the paths they took, and how, ultimately, while Eren ends up as a kind of villain, or rather an antagonist, Levi ends up as the most genuine hero of the story.

This last episode, by and large, focused on both Levi and Eren, which was interesting I thought, because it really served to highlight the way the two of them, in so many ways, acts as a foil to one another.

Where Eren acts to destroy, Levi acts to save. Where Eren abandons his friends, Levi watches over them. There’s a maturity and soundness and responsibility to Levi’s actions which Eren’s are lacking. They’re both the first to act, the first to engage, but the nature and motivation behind those qualities is entirely opposite to one another.

I’m going to go into some spoilers here for the manga, so for anyone who hasn’t read it yet, don’t read past this point.

Particularly, Levi’s interaction with Ramzi versus Eren’s, really emphasizes the parallels and contrasts between them. We get a glimpse in the episode of when Eren rescued Ramzi from being attacked by a group of men, but it lasts only a moment. During this instant, we know Eren ended up beating the hell out of Ramzi’s attackers before walking the boy back to his village. But as we know, Eren, ultimately, is the direct cause of Ramzi’s death, along with every member of his family, crushed to death in the Rumbling. Eren saves Ramzi here, only to destroy him later. And why does Eren save Ramzi? Eren already knows at this point that he’s going to kill the boy, along with every other person on the planet, and he questions what the point is in rescuing him from his attackers, if that’s the case, calling himself a hypocrite. But still, he ends up intervening and saving Ramzi from further abuse. Eren is an extremely impulsive person, one who gives in to his immediate desires more often than not. While no doubt he rescued Ramzi out of a sense of justice and wanting to help the boy, I think he also acted simply on impulse. He saw a physical altercation, and as we’ve seen with Eren from the very beginning of the story, he couldn’t resist getting involved. We see this with Eren all throughout his childhood, back with Armin and Mikasa. When Eren would see Armin being harassed or bullied, he would have to jump in and start fighting. And even after Mikasa would join in and take care of the bullies single handed, or the fight would be broken up and the bullies would run away, Eren would chase after them, leaving Armin and Mikasa behind. He abandons his friends to continue the fight without them, even when there’s no longer a need to protect them. This is who Eren is. Even as he initially involves himself in their aide, eventually, his own, compulsive desire for violence and destruction takes over, and he keeps fighting, even at the expense of those he cares about. He abandons responsibility for his own desire. His own mother scolds him for this later on, for abandoning Mikasa and for dragging her into confrontations which she otherwise would never be involved in. We see this with Eren during the recruits first engagement with titans, when Eren attacks impulsively, and gets himself completely wrecked and out of commission for it.

Now contrast this with Levi. Levi’s interaction with Ramzi is entirely opposite, in many ways. Initially, Levi catches the boy robbing Sasha of her purse, and he grabs his arm and tells him, very matter of factly, that it isn’t his. Levi does this after having watched Sasha and the others enjoying themselves by buying and tasting new sorts of food in the market, seeing them, maybe for the first time ever, truly able to abandon themselves to a carefree moment. However, what Levi doesn’t anticipate by stopping Ramzi from taking Sasha’s purse, is the sudden and negative attention doing so draws down on the boy. In his attempts to aid Sasha, to allow her to keep enjoying herself, he inadvertently endangers Ramzi. Levi’s solution to this is to immediately act, by picking the boy up and running away with him. The crowd starts to threaten Ramzi, and verbally abuse him, and Levi takes responsibility then for the whole situation. He rescues Ramzi by taking him away from danger, away from violence. Levi, unlike Eren, isn’t compulsively drawn to confrontation. He could have beaten the hell out of those men gathering around and threatening to punish Ramzi, and in the process exposed Ramzi and the other people in his group to more danger, but instead he chooses to just pick the boy up and take him away. What also strikes me here, in direct contrast to Eren’s tendency, is how Levi shouts out to everyone in his group, before he takes off, “Let’s go!”. He doesn’t abandon them, he doesn’t take off running without them, or without thought of them, to give chase and continue a fight which is already over. He calls for them to follow him, and is running not to engage in further violence, but to extract Ramzi and the rest of his group from a dangerously escalating situation. Levi takes responsibility. He rescues Ramzi because the boy is in danger and there’s something he can do to help him. The intention is pure and gains Levi nothing personally. He even ends up losing his own purse for it. Eren rescues Ramzi, knowing he’s going to eventually kill him, because of an compulsive desire to fight. He’s aware of the futility of the action, and disgusted by his own hypocrisy, but he can’t help himself either. He needs to fight, just like he did as a child on the streets of Shiganshina.

And this contrast between Eren’s abandonment and Levi’s responsibility is seen and extends to several other instances throughout the episode.

Eren is distracted and distant throughout the flashback. While Mikasa attempts to include him in her own excitement and experiences, trying to share her ice cream with him, trying to share the same joy with him that Sasha, Connie and Jean are experiencing, Eren remains aloof and seemingly detached. We know of course why this is. Because he’s seen this place in his father’s memories, and he’s distracted by the future he saw when he touched Historia, and what he knows he’s going to do. He isn’t engaging with his friends, he isn’t sharing in their experiences. Armin tries to remind him that they’re in the outside world, and Eren’s response is muted and apathetic. Later, Eren literally abandons them to wander off alone, and contemplate, once again, the future he knows he’s going to set in motion. This forces everyone in his group into a frantic search for him, causing them a great deal of stress and anxiety.

By contrast, Levi, during the flashback, acts as a kind of guardian, observing with genuine fondness the enjoyment of everyone in his group, and acting to preserve it. When he notices Eren, Mikasa and Armin beginning to split off and get separated, he comes over and tells them not to wander off. He specifically tells Eren not to, because he knows that to be a tendency of his. He’s looking out for everyone’s safety. He makes his comment to Onyankapon about how if they don’t stop them, Hange, Connie and Sasha will try to feed the car carrots, and is proven right a moment later when they do just that. He’s paying enough attention to notice when Sasha’s purse gets lifted, and he acts to keep it from happening. Levi is observant and pays attention to his group, is aware of and even protective of their happiness, while Eren is trapped within his own mind, a kind of self-obsession which keeps him from sharing in his friends joy. While Eren says he wants his friends to live a long and happy life, he at the same time is too absorbed in his own thoughts and feelings to be happy for their happiness in that moment.

And of course, eventually, Eren abandons all of them completely, by disappearing into Marley to begin enacting his plan to set the Rumbling in motion, leaving his friends and comrades to return to Paradis without him. One can only imagine the immense stress, fear and anxiety this move of Eren’s caused for all of them. Having to return to the island without their friend and comrade, without the person who they’d all been relying on as a main form of defense against the outside world, and all without one word of explanation from Eren. This of course all eventually leads to Eren dragging his friends and comrades into a situation which directly endangers all of their lives, which gets Sasha killed, which almost gets Levi killed, and which forces them into a conflict none of them ever wanted, and indeed, had expressed a desire to avoid. Eren even dismisses Historia’s words, when she tells him that she’s alright with the Military Police’s plans for her, that she accepts them. Eren says to her “You’re alright with it, but I’m not.”. It doesn’t matter to Eren what Historia has decided for herself. He’s going to decide for her. The way he decides for everyone without real consideration for their own, expressed needs and wants.

I have no doubt that Eren genuinely loves and cares for his friends, and when he says he wanted them to live long and happy lives, he absolutely meant it. But Eren is also a very childish person, and like a child, gives in to his impulsive desires, often at the expense of those he loves. Ultimately, because of this immaturity, that impulsive nature wins out over his better intentions.

Levi is truly the opposite of that. He frequently foregoes his own needs and desires in order to support and help others. He takes responsibility for his actions, and doesn’t abandon anyone for his own fulfillment. He stops Ramzi from taking Sasha’s purse, but when Ramzi takes his own, Levi simply lets him have it. He sticks with his group, even when he’s half dead on his feet, and fights with them to the bitter end, even when he himself has nothing left to lose or fight for, for himself.

#shingeki no kyojin #attack on titan #Levi Ackerman #Eren Yeager

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drakenology · 5 years ago

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Game Over 👾 - Kenma Kozume

gamer!kenma x gamer!reader

summary: kenma works at gamestop and this cutie came in to buy a new game. wonder if she’s single..

author’s note: kenma simps come get yall juice 🥵! we love a gamer boy. hope yall like dis. 🥴

warnings: smut (obviously), softdom!kenma, hair pulling, fluffy stuff, shitty rom-coms and kuroo being a hype man.

Slow days at GameStop were the worst. No one comes in anymore; who the hell still buys disks when you can buy all your games digitally now anyways? Still, it was easy money and something to do over the summer other than sit around and binge play League of Legends all day.

Kenma sighed as he pretended to look busy in front of the manager by fixing the poster wall for the eighth time all shift, mundanity floating through the store as three customers left after just leisurely looking around.

As Kenma’s restocking the playstation game wall he feels a tap on his shoulder.

“Um, excuse me do you work here?” A feminine voice asked.

“No. I just wear this fucking uniform shirt because I like it.” Kenma thought to himself before turning his head to face what was possibly the cutest girl he’s ever seen.

Kenma’s not really used to seeing too many girls in the store when he worked so he was a little shocked. But god she was pretty. She was wearing red; one of his favorite colors with these jeans that hugged her legs and thighs so nice he almost choked on his tongue before speaking.

“Uh.. yeah. How can I help you?” He finally responded.

“Hi! Um, I just wanted to know where I can find Fallout 4 for xbox? I’ve been looking everywhere for it and I can’t find it.” She sung. Her voice was like a symphony of everything good in the world. Kenma started to wonder what she’d sound like underneath him while he-

“Yeah. I’ll show you, I had to move them for a while so I could make room for newer games.” Kenma said, leading her towards the wall with all the xbox games were. He reached up high and grabbed the game off rhe top shelf and handed it to her with a meek smile.

“Thanks! I see you’re the only one working so I’ll look around and let you know when I’m ready to checkout.” She said smiling back. Kenma nodded and continued his work slowly so he could stare at her through the shelfs and hangers around the store.

The way she picked up things as she looked at them was adorable; her nose scrunching up as she giggled at the pikachu plushies. Kenma blushed as he watched her look around the store as if it were her first time visiting. She gamed, so it’s not like she’s never been in a gamestop before. But the way she looked at things she liked with fresh eyes was something to ponder on. He had to know her; at least her name.

Anyone who knew Kenma would know he’s not the type to go oogling at some girl and ask for her number, he’s hopelessly shy. But he couldn’t risk not seeing this girl again. As he walked to the counter, he gulped up his reluctance and took a deep breath.

“Hey. Ready when you are.” He said, getting the girl’s attention. She smiled and walked over with her game and a pikachu plushie; of course. She’s so fucking cute.

“Heh. Pikachu?” He teased, hoping he didn’t offend her. She simply laughed and put it on the counter for him to ring up.

“What can I say? I’m 12.” She said, sticking out her tongue with a smirk. Fuck. Kenma gulped again, pathetically blushing right in front of her and hoping she didn’t notice the tint of his cheeks turn bright red. He grabbed her stuff and rang it up, bagging it all nice for her before handing the bag to her.

“Want a receipt?” Kenma asked. She nodded, standing at the counter as she watched him print it out. Shit. The exchange was almost over and he hasn’t even asked her name yet. He had to before it was too late.

“Hey uh.. c-can I ask you something? You don’t have to answer if you don’t want to.” Kenma said, looking down at the screen and not into her gorgeous eyes.

“Yeah? What’s wrong, sir?” She asked. Fuck. Sir? Really? What’s she trying to do?

“What’s your name?”

“Y/N, why?”

“I-I wanted to know if I could have your number? And like maybe take you out- o-only if you want to I’m not-“

She laughed, and wrote her name and number on the back of the receipt and handed it back to him.

“Call me. I’d love to go out with you. You seem cool.” Y/N said. She squinted her eyes a little to read Kenma’s name tag.

“Ken..ma? Right? I’ll see you around, Kenma.”

And so began his helpless fall for her.

“Yo! Kenma, how’s it going with Y/N? Been a couple months now, right?” Kuroo asked over the discord server. Kenma blushed and looked down at his phone to see that you texted him.

“We’re good. She’s actually coming over in a bit so this will be my last game.” He said, smiling a little at your sweet message.

“Hey, Kenny! I’m on my way over. I’m raiding your kitchen btw I’m hungry 🤤 .”

“Ooooh, Kenma’s ‘bout to get some pussssayyy!” Kuroo teased. Kenma cringed and covered his flustered face as if anyone could see him.

“Shut up. Sh-she and I are taking it slow. I dunno if we’ll even go there today. None of your business anyways, perv!” Kenma explained, nervous about you coming over for the first time like ever.

You two had been on a few dates now, he had even met your roommate and your other friends. You two got so close after that day you had met at the GameStop and he was so grateful he came to work that day instead of calling out to binge play videogames. Kuroo erupted in furious laughter and continued his games with Kenma, enthused about him about finally getting some.

“Gotta hand it to you man, you managed to get yourself a hottie. And a gamer at that. I’m jealous.” Kuroo added, Kenma rolling his eyes.

He knew it too though. Kenma wasn’t necessarily a ladies man so it was a mystery what drew you to him. Still, he’s grateful he could spend his time with you even if you guys weren’t set in stone just yet.

Just as the game wrapped up, he received a call from his new favorite person.

“Hey, Kenma. I’m outside! Lemme in!” You giggle into the phone before the front door flung open, Kenma scooping you into his arms.

“Hey, you. Missed you.” He said into your hair. You smile and hug him back, following his lead inside. His little apartment was so cozy, gamer memorabilia all over the place as it screamed “Kenma”. It was so him. You smile and walk into his bedroom, thinking nothing of it as you gawk at his gaming setup.

“Woah. Didn’t know working at gamestop could get you a $1,000 set up!” You exclaim. Kenma laughed.

“Oh, I guess I didn’t tell you. I game professionally. GameStop is just another way for me to be close to videogames. Discounts are nice too.” He explained.

“So you’re a streamer?”

“Yup. You should watch me sometime. I-If you want.” Kenma said flustered. You smile and hook your arms around his neck and give him a peck on the nose.

You two spent most of the day talking about games and the lastest on manga you were both reading. Everytime you talked to him, he gave you something new to read and you’d talk about it next time you talked about it together.

Soon, you two were cuddling and watching shitty rom-coms; making fun of them became your favorite past time. You chuckle as the female protagonist says something completely cheesy about loving her love interest forever and gag at the kissing scene, Kenma covering his face in second hand embarrassment.

Then he took one look at you, snuggled up against him with your ass poking out against his groin. You were the little spoon, his arms around your waist as you look up at him from time to time to make a comment on the movie. Kenma was in love. But he had no idea how to tell you without scaring you off. What if it’s too soon? What if she doesn’t feel the same?

A cheesy sex scene displayed on the T.V causing you to get a little hot. Sure it was pretty lame but the thought of having sex right now; especially cuddled up with a cute boy, wasn’t too bad of an idea. Kenma’s sweating a little too, his dick growing hard as he realized the girl he really liked was laying in bed with him while watching borderline porn together; his face red as tomatos.

“Shit, I hope she doesn’t feel my dick poking against her. Fuck, she’s just so pretty.. I just wanna-“

“K-Kenma..?” You breath out, wet and face full of embarrassment.

“Yeah?” He said.

“I-I uh.. I don’t know how to say this but.. I’m h-horny.” You whisper as if someone else was in the room other than you two.

“A-Are you really?” Kenma asked, his dick growing more at the thought of how wet you were under your sweatpants, how hard and perky your nipples were under your bra. Fuck, he had to have you.

“Yeah.. I don’t know why but this scene is.. kinda turning me on.” You said, turning to face him to see his face bright red and eyes full of lust. You gulp, just as hungry as he is.

“Me too.” He said, staring down at your plump lips.

“Yeah?” You ask with seduction coating your tongue unintentionally, licking your lips as you bit down lightly as you looked up at him.

“Yeah.”

Kenma inched closer to your face, you following his lead as your lips finally met; your first kiss. The kiss was heavy, hands exploring and groping each other as you both moan into the kiss.

Clothes are shed and thrown to the side of the bed, Kenma drinking in the sight of your half naked body and savoring it. He pulled you back into the kiss, his tongue searching your mouth as you received him eagerly. You were making out so heavily, foreplay almost wasn’t even needed with how wet you got from his touch and kiss. You became so needy for him, the spot between your legs aching as your heart skipped eight beats.

“Kenma I-“ you said breaking the kiss, interrupted by a feral Kenma.

“No. I-I wanna take my time with you. Don’t rush.” You nod, Kenma grabbing your chin to pull you up to kiss him again.

You gasp, his hands a little cold as he touched your breasts. He groped and squeezed them, playing with your nipples as your squirm to gain friction in your panties.

You’re whining against Kenma’s mouth, desperate for him to touch you where you needed him most. As Kenma pulled away, he took a brief moment to look down at your body as he climbed on top of you.

“You’re so pretty.” He gushed, causing you to giggle and reach up to move his hair from his face.

“You too. U-Uh I mean, you’re handsome.” You said weakly, aching for something more than just kissing. He smirked at you, like a switch went off in his mind. He wasn’t the sweet and shy Kenma he was a second ago, feral lust changing his demeanor as he took a nipple into his mouth. You moan, your breath shaky as he ghosts his fingers over your panties; him feeling a wet spot on them as he hummed.

“You’re so wet, angel.” He moaned, you surprised at your new nickname. Kenma’s fingers are pulling your panties aside expertly and coating them in your slick in seconds, your moans filling his ears as he prodded them at your entrance. Your breathing becomes uneven as he slids them inside, suckling on your nipple as he looked you in the eyes.

You’re a moaning mess for him, the sounds of the movie playing were drowned out by your pathetic little moans as Kenma fingered you with his slim fingers.

“Hah.. Uuugh, K-Kenmaaa.” You gasp, an orgasm brewing in the pit of your stomach. Kenma chuckled, pulling away from your breast to coax you; talking you through the orgasm about to wash over your body as his fingers hooked to find that spot you like.

“Am I making you feel good, baby?” He asks, you unable to answer as you hold his arm for dear life. “Answer me.”

“Y-Yes! God, Ah! I’m gonna-“

“I know, baby. Cum for me. Cum all over my fucking fingers.” He cooed, rubbing harsh circles into your clit as your legs nearly jolt closed, the pleasure becoming too much as you boil over.

“Yeahhhh baby. Good girl.” He mumbled, rubbing your clit slowly to help ride out your peak, leaving soft kisses on your forehead to soothe you.

You let out a deep sigh, warn out from fingering alone. No one has ever made you feel this good using just his hands. Imagine what he can do to you with his dick.

“Bend over, baby.” Kenma said, motioning for you to turn over on the bed by tapping your outer thigh. You blink dumbly at him, your high still lingering as you flip yourself over on the bed and lay flat.

“Ass up.” He demanded, striking your ass with just enough power to snap you out of your finger-dumb trance. You yelp and arch your back, bringing your ass closer to him as he grabbed your hips.

Kenma stayed still for a while and marveled at your ass bent over for him, rubbing your ass with his big hands and smacking it every so often. He bit his lip, mumbling fuck under his breath as he teased his dick against your already worn out pussy.

You turn to look back at him, lust in your eyes and a face Kenma would never forget.

“F-fuck me. Please Ken, I n-need you.” You beg, tearing up at the feeling of Kenma’s smooth dick brushing up against your sensitive clit.

“Say no more, baby. Gonna fuck you so good.” He hissed, nearly shoving himself inside. You gasp, the feeling of him stretching you so deliciously forcing a guttural moan from your chest.

Kenma started his pace hard yet slow, making sure you felt every inch; every vein of his dick, giving it his all as he ripped your noises from your mouth.

You’re panting, unable to keep up with him as you grip onto the sheets. You shoved your face into his pillows, screams uncontrollably leaving your lips as Kenma started brutally pounding into your poor pussy.

“Uhhnnn! I-I love you Kenma!” You shout, biting down on the pillow as you feel your chest get hot in embarrassment. God, why did you have to say love? Surely he doesn’t feel the same just yet.

“Fuck, I love you too, Y/N. Hah, I wanted to say that to you for so long.” Kenma admits, grabbing a fist full of your hair and yanking you up to him as he hummed sweet praised into your ear as he fucked you stupid. You sob, relieved he felt the same way.

The ultimate exchange of love between two people emerged as he threw you back onto the bed and raised on leg up onto the bed to gain a better angle on that sweet spot of yours causing you to shriek and clench around him as you come close to cumming. Suddenly, the searing hot pleasure stops as Kenma pulled out of you. You whine, your entire body shuddering from the extreme loss.

“Get up. I want you over my desk.” Kenma said, pulling you off the bed by your arm. He was being so rough with you right now you almost thought you were fucking a completely different person; Kenma the shy and awkward gamer boy transformed into the sexiest Dom you’d ever been with.

Your legs wobble as you stood bent over his desk and gaming set up, your naked chest pressed against the cold wood as you wait for him to fuck you again. Kenma prodding himself at your entrance and leaned down close to your ear, sliding himself inside you once more with a grunt.

“You feel so good, you know that? Ugh, I’m gonna ruin you.” He huffed, you answering with a whine. He’s plowing you into his desk before you can respond properly, your hands glued onto the sides of it for dear life. Sooner than late, your orgasm is knocking at your door. Tears bubble in your eyes as you cry out for Kenma.

“C-C-Can I cum now? P-please godd let me cum Ken, ahhah!” You babble, almost unable to hold yourself back for much longer as he pummeled you nice and hard.

“G’head, baby. Cum nice and hard for me.” Kenma granted, giving your ass a hard smack to make you clench around his dick harder as you came. It was amazing. It was like a volcano erupted inside you, loud moans and sobs filling the room as your chest heaved in and out.

Kenma ruts into you one last time and pulls out swiftly, stroking his dick to release himself onto your ass as you sigh from the loss. You both stand still for a while, Kenma staring down at your coating ass cheeks and you at your fucked out reflection of his monitor. You feel him step away, too drunk off your orgasm to even care what he’s doing as he cleans you up and leads you back to bed.

“I dunno where I threw your shirt so I’m just gonna grab one of mine, okay?” Kenma says, rubbing small circles into your back. You nod, eyes closed as you hum into the pillow in comfort.

You tried not to doze off as Kenma dressed you in some clothes of his that you were totally going to steal, his scent coating the fabric of his t-shirt. After a little while, Kenma’s in bed with you lacing his body with yours as he stroked your back to soothe you to sleep.

“Can I sleep over?” You ask cutely. Kenma smiled and kissed your forehead.

“Duh.” He said. You giggle and nuzzle your head into his chest, taking in his scent as you start to doze off.

“Kenma?”

“Hm?”

“Did you mean that? What you said when we were... you know.” You ask, unsure. Kenma grabbed your chin and turned you to face him.

“Of course. I-I uh..” He paused. “I knew loved you the day I met you, Y/N.”

You tear up, pulling him up to kiss you.

“Same.” You say, holding him impossibly closer.

“So does this mean we’re-“ Kenma’s interrupted by the sound of you falling fast asleep, small snores driving Kenma into cuteness overload. He sighs, kissing your forehead as you slept on his chest.

Moments like these are truly ones to cherish.

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seijorhi · 5 years ago

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If you have the time and feel like it, I'd love to read anything from you about Shigaraki/Reader. (Or maybe Shinsou??)The first thing that came to my mind was something involving chikan but anything that you can come up with is totally good with me as well!!!! Love your writing!!!

This is like months late I am so sorry, bby!! But I hope it’s okay? 🥺

Shigaraki Tomura x Female Reader

TW chikan, non-con, nsfw

Dirty

Staring isn’t a crime.

It’s the mantra you kept repeating to yourself as more and more passengers slowly filed in. There is nothing wrong. You’re being paranoid.

Staring isn’t a crime, but you’d feel a whole hell of a lot more comfortable if the pair of red eyes boring into you from across the train carriage weren’t accompanied by a creepy, wide grin.

You tell yourself that you’re imagining things, that you’ve read one too many shoujo mangas, because the silvery haired stranger in his ratty oversized hoodie just happens to be facing your general direction, so of course it feels like he’s staring. It doesn’t stop you from trying to tug down the hem of your skirt.

Except when the tiny hairs on the back of your neck stand on end and you decide to bite the bullet and scamper across to the other side of the carriage under the guise of getting off, the stranger follows.

He’s only staring. You’ve heard about men who like to scare girls on public transport, how they… get off on it. But the stranger seems content just to watch. There’s a Nintendo switch sticking out of his hoodie pocket, but in the fifteen minutes you’ve been riding together, he hasn’t made a move to touch it - while everybody else on the carriage is either sleeping, reading or absorbed in their phones, the stranger’s attention is fixed entirely on you.

He’s enjoying it, you think - your discomfort. The way you shift and try to subtly curl in on yourself, hiding behind other passengers, how your eyes keep darting up to see if he’s still watching (he is) before shifting your attention back to the phone in your hands. Should you text somebody? Your best friend, maybe? And say what exactly, ‘help, there’s a creepy looking guy staring at me on the train, please come get me?’

There were at least twenty other people on the carriage with you, and not one of them has noticed the silver haired man staring at you - or if they have, they’ve promptly dismissed it as nothing to concern themselves with. You’re working yourself up over nothing - he’s only doing it trying to get a reaction out of you.

You don’t want to cause a fuss over nothing.

Breathing deeply, you decide to simply not give him the satisfaction, turning your back on him to face out the window by the doors instead. You still have another twenty minutes left of the ride until you reach your stop, with any luck he’ll lose interest soon enough.

At the next station, the doors slide open and a swarm of commuters flood into the carriage. You’re bumped and brushed past, jostled about as more and more passengers try to fit onboard - it’s uncomfortable, but for once you find yourself grateful for the teeming crowds. With enough people squished between you and the pale, hoodie-clad stranger, you comfort yourself with the knowledge that he’s probably lost sight of you (or at least the parts of you he’s interested in leering at) and allow yourself to breathe and just relax-

Until a sudden jolt of the carriage sends you reeling into the chest of the commuter behind you.

On instinct you turn your head to glance over your shoulder, apologies ready on the tip of your tongue, only for them to turn to ash in your mouth as you meet bloodshot vermillion eyes and a wide, unsettling grin.

“Whoops,” he chuckles, the sound dry and rasping, like nails raking down a chalkboard. “Better be careful, now. Don’t wanna hurt yourself.”

Your breath catches and you still, but there’s no room for you to move as pale, spindly fingers creep across your waist, sliding down the pleated fabric of your skirt. A tiny whimper, lost almost immediately to the droning hum of the carriage as it jolts along the tracks, escapes as rough fingertips graze the top of your thigh, dragging your skirt upwards in search of another prize. You feel the chest pressed against your back rumble with another laugh, dry, chapped, lips dragging possessively against the curve of your neck, and a deep, shuddering inhale.

(Is he sniffing your hair?!)

“You might wanna hold onto something, princess,” the stranger jeers. Goosebumps prickle at your skin, a deep, unsettling pit growing in your stomach. This isn’t staring - this isn’t harmless anymore.

He’s got you caged between his body and the doors, one arm shot out over your shoulder to brace himself, the other creeping up towards your panties with agonising slowness. There’s nowhere to go, but for the life of you, you don’t know why you can’t seem to make a sound. Your legs are quaking, heart thumping unsteadily as long digits probe at your panty covered sex, dragging teasingly against the outline of your slit. All it would take is a shout, a yell, and somebody would intervene - packed train or not - but despite the icy fear seeping into your veins, the rising panic as your pretty lace panties are yanked to the side, your cries are caught in your throat.

Your cheeks burn with humiliation as long digits roughly slither between your plush pussy lips. You’re not wet - how could you be? - but that doesn’t seem to bother the man violating you, not as those same fingers greedily tease at your hole for a split second before they plunge inside of you, his thumb rubbing at your crude circles around your clit like it’s a joystick. You wonder if anyone has noticed the hitch in your breath, the soft, whimpering whine that you can’t quite hold back as he fucks you on his fingers, stretching you out. Facing out the window, there’s nobody to see the tears that spill down your cheeks, the way your features contorts in pain - and something else - as his fingertips press and drag along your warm, tight cunny walls.

There’s no rhythm or technique as he roughly mashes his palm against your sex, but suddenly it’s not so much an effort to speak out as it is to smother your own noises - the thought of somebody catching you like this, seeing him finger fuck you in on a crowded, public train in the middle of the day making you want to curl up and disappear entirely.

His fingers are stuffed deep inside of your pussy, fucking you in earnest, it doesn’t matter if you were willing or not, you let him get this far without so much as a peep. Who’s going to believe that you didn’t want this, weren’t silently begging for it - that with every flick of his wrist this stranger is raping you in broad daylight in the middle of a crowded train?

You bite down on your bottom lip, hands clenching into pathetic fists at your side as the man behind you moans and grunts in your ear. There’s something hard and warm pressed against your ass - it takes you a moment to realise that it’s his cock, and his hips are rutting eagerly against your backside.

His panting breath tickles at your neck, “Gettin’ all nice ‘n wet, such a good little slut. You -hah- you enjoying this, princess?”

Revulsion rises like a wave, crashing through you, but you can’t deny the building slick you feel easing his passage - your cunt is all but drooling around his fingers. You can’t bear to look around to see if any of the other passengers have noticed, if they can hear the lewd sounds of him fingering you like a man possessed.

Your forehead falls against the cool, glass window, your eyes squeezing shut as more tears fall. It doesn’t make a difference, you can’t disappear into your mind and pretend that this isn’t happening, he’s making sure of it. His hips are grinding faster against the swell of your ass, his fingers picking up their pace in response. It’s like he wants you to cum with him, and when a third finger slips inside of you, crooks and slams against that sweet spot that has you gasping, you know that it’s not far off.

“Tomura,” he pants desperately into your ear as he ruts up against you like a beast in heat, “Fuck! My n-name is Tomura.”

You don’t know why he’s telling you. Does he think you’ll cry it out as his thumb swipes messily at your clit and your tight cunny walls unwittingly squeeze down on his fingers? Or does he just want you to know the name of the stranger about to make you cum in a train full of strangers.

You don’t have time to ponder the question, not as his teeth sink into the tender skin of your neck to muffle his growls and his fingers speed up, that tight coil of heat in your core pulling taut and snapping as unwanted pleasure explodes like fireworks, overwhelming your system as you convulse and shudder around him.

Your vision goes white, a strangled sound somewhere between a sob and a moan leaves your lips.

Tomura snarls, riding out his own orgasm, warm cum spurting into his jeans as he all but collapses against you. For a moment, you two stay like that, his sweaty, larger frame draped over yours, his chest heaving, hand still caught up beneath your skirt.

In the wake of your climax, shame and humiliation rear their ugly heads. You came, you enjoyed it, your own violation. No amount of reassurance that it’s just your body's natural reaction to stimuli can stop the rising disgust that surges through you so violently it threatens to choke you. You feel dirty - filthy and used - especially with Tomura’s face nuzzled in your neck, his tongue laving at your flushed skin, the blood welling from his overzealous bite.

His hand slides out of your underwear, using your skirt to wipe off the syrupy wetness that clings to his digits. You stomach churns in response as the train pulls up alongside the station platform, passengers once again jostling as they prepare to disembark. Even now you can’t force yourself to move, can’t shove him away like you so desperately want to.

You’re pathetic.

He sighs contentedly, chapped lips curling into a smirk as the voice over the p.a announces the incoming stop. If Tomura notices the tears that wet your cheeks, your shoulders shaking with quiet sobs, he doesn't pass comment, choosing instead to press a sickeningly sweet kiss to your temple as the train slows down to a halt.

“That was real fun, Y/N,” he coos gleefully. “We should do it again some time.”

And then he’s gone, disappearing into the crowd of exiting passengers, and your trembling legs finally give out.

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sevendeadlymorons · 5 years ago

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Demon Boys Find Out MC has Depression

TW: Mentions of depression, worthlessness

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Lucifer

Notices they’ve been acting differently

Hasn’t came down to eat in a while and has noticed they’ve just been staring at the floor or lying down staring at the ceiling a lot lately

Doesn’t want to bring it up immediately so leaves it and waits for them to bring it up with him

Decides to finally bring it up after he finds them silently crying in their room

Sits down on their bed and pulls them towards him into a hug where they continue to cry into his chest

Rubs their shoulder to comfort them and informs them everything is going to be ok

After they’ve calmed down, he asks them what’s been wrong lately

MC tells him they’ve got depression but it’s just a bad week for them and they’ll be ok soon

Desperately tries to convince him they’re fine but Lucifer knows they’re not

From then on, Lucifer does his best to make sure MC is at their happiest and if they’re having another off day, he’ll make sure to be right there by their side, comforting them and giving words of encouragement

Mammon

Noticed MC hasn’t been very talkative lately and is eating very little and often just stares off into space, ignoring everything around them

Foolish human, not taking care of themself

Marches straight into MCs room but accidentally walks in on them crying

Panic sets in and the little speech he’d prepared in his head had long disappeared

Rushes straight to their side and grips their shoulders, pulling them into a hug

Let’s MC cry onto their shoulder and gently rubs their back to calm them

Asks them what’s wrong before they even got a chance to calm themself down

Explains to him that they’re depressed and has just been feeling down lately

Mammon doesn’t understand what his human could be so upset about, so asks why

MC tries their best to explain how they feel and how worthless they feel on the daily and how they feel like they don’t belong here

He’s shocked to hear this from them as they’re normally very happy on the outside

Grabs MC into another tight hug and tells them everything will be ok and that he’d always be there to look out for them. After all, he’s their first.

Makes sure MC is always smiling after that day, and Mammon makes sure they know their worth by telling them every day from them on

Levi

Levi is no stranger to depression so spots the signs pretty early on

Doesn’t exactly have the confidence to ask them about it though, so instead, he invites MC to play with him or watch this new anime he found recently to try cheering them up

When MC knocked on his door, he answered it and was met with a visibly faked smile, that much was clear to see

MC was obviously not focused after Levi turned to them and they were looking at their fingers, twiddling them every so often

Levi finally decided it was time to bring it up and straight up asked MC if something was bothering them

MCs voice was completely monotone as they bleakly stated they were depressed and it just wasn’t a good week for them

Levi thought it over in his head what to say or do, and in the end, he scooted over to MC and wrapped his arms around them, gently rubbing their back as their body went limp in his grasp

He told them everything would be alright and he feels the same way sometimes

Reminds them he’s there and they’re never alone

Offers to put on a funny anime for them to watch together or let them borrow any manga he owns that may cheer them up

After that day, Levi spends a lot more time with MC, sometimes just coming in unannounced with arms full of chocolates or anime

Doesn’t like seeing MC sad and actually really doesn’t like being without them by their side

Will support eachother in their own ways

Satan

Satan’s no idiot, he knows somethings up

MC had stopped coming to dinner and they missed a few classes too and last week, when he’d invited them over to come read, he noticed they just stared at the words, and didn’t even flick a single page

Decided not to say anything though as he thought it really wasn’t his place to, but watched over them carefully

Eventually brought it up when he noticed MC had completely stopped coming to class now a days

He knocked on MCs door the next day to ask them about it, but when they didn’t answer, he decided to let himself in

When he saw MC lying on their bed staring at the ceiling he decided to come sit down on the bed next to them

MC slowly got up, eyes blotchy and red from obvious crying

Satan noticed this and held them tight, rubbing their back softly, giving them words of support

Places his hand on theirs and gently rubs it, asking them what’s been up lately

MC tells him that they have depression and this just happens sometimes

Satan of course knew how they felt, as he read it in a book once

Strokes their hair and pulls them towards him, telling them he’s there for them, always, and if they needed to talk, he advises them come to him

Is very visibly protective over MC from then on

Spends more time with them, making sure they’re smiling and enjoying themself

Always reminds them how much they mean to him

Asmo

Knew straight away something was going on

Noticed very often their hair is never brushed and they seem to be losing a bit of weight too

That really won’t do

Walks to MCs room carrying a full set of nail varnish, face masks, perfume and all sorts of makeup tools to help cheer them up and making them look their best again

Decides not to knock, they probably won’t mind!

Takes one look at MC in a ball on the bed and Asmo is running to their side and cradling them in his arms, completely disregarding the box he came in with

Brushes their hair with his fingers and shushes them, telling them it’ll be alright

Cups their face in his hands and asks them what’s been going on lately and why they aren’t taking care of their skin

They tell him they’ve been feeling depressed lately and just hasn’t been feeling like themself the past few days

Asmo, like Mammon, doesn’t understand why they’re so unhappy, so asks why they feel that way

MC tells him they feel worthless and replaceable and Asmo just listens while they let out all their feelings

He assures them that that’s not true and he loves them dearly

Gets up off the bed to grab the kit he came in with and offered to cheer MC up and hopefully make them feel a bit better about themself

Now Asmo regularly checks up on them, giving them words of support, encouragement and love and even happily does MCs nails if they ask

Beel

Didn’t really notice much at first

Started to worry when they stopped coming to meal times

Decided to stop them in the corridor and ask them if they could talk in his room

Sat them down on his bed and asked them if they’re feeling alright

When they started to break down, he held MC tightly and rocked them gently for a while until they calmed down

When they told him they were depressed, Beel had to ask what they meant, as he didn’t quite understand

After explaining, Beel knew exactly what to do, as Belphie had showed signs when he lost Lilith

He rushed down to the kitchen and grabbed MC’s favourite comfort foods and drinks

Sat with them for as long as they needed eating as little or as much as MC wanted

After that, Beel became their personal body guard and councillor

Whenever MC wanted someone to talk to, Beel would step up to the be the demon to help

Very very protective from then on

Constantly checking if they’re eating enough and taking care of themself

Gives massive bear hugs if MC looks even slightly sad, and refuses to let go until he sees them smile

Belphie

Didn’t exactly notice straight away as he’s asleep more than 80% of the time

Began to see the issue when MC never left their room and was sleeping almost more than him

Didn’t really think it was their place to pry but he hated seeing them so down and with them being in their room so much, it meant he never had his nap buddy around

He was another demon who wasn’t exactly a stranger to depression so thought it would be about time to step in

So walked into their room one day unannounced, picked them up, flung them over their shoulder and put them in the attic bed

Cuddles up to them, wrapping his arms around their waist and asks them what’s been bothering them so much

When he feels their body shake and sees wet tear drops dampen his pillow, he squeezes them tightly, rubbing his face into their neck and lightly stroking their hair

Let’s them cry it out for a while until they’re ready to talk

Urges them to tell him so he can know how to help them when they’re feeling like this

When MC tells him they’re depressed and just feel this way sometimes, he contemplated what to say to cheer them up

Continues to just hold them in his arms and tell them it’ll pass soon and gives them little compliments and encouraging words every now and again

From then on, he’s sorta just clung to MC

Sleeping? They’re right there next to him. Eating? Right there next to him. Classes? Sat right next to him

Likes to take as many naps as possible with them as he believe a good cuddle solves everything

A/N: if anyone ever needs someone to talk to about life, or how they’re feeling, my DMs are always open. As someone who struggles with bad mental health, I will understand. This is a no judgment zone. You are amazing and whoever you are, even if we haven’t met, I love you and your life is worth it :)

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