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Revamping This Blog
For one I do want to start off with an apology, since I have been absent with no announcement as to why I have been gone for as long as I have. Personally I feel like it was inexcusable that I up and left but I did have a few things going on personally that made me feel inadequate to run these blogs. That and looking back at my old works made me want to rewrite them.
So I’ll leave these up for awhile before I start taking them down, if you still want to read them they will be over on my AO3 account, but if you want to keep them that is fine I’ll leave them posted for a week before I take them down. I might leave a few up but for the most part I think the majority would be gone by then.
I will also be re-evaluating the masterlists because I feel there are an unnecessary amount of things in them.
So starting today the post will be left alone but I will start rebooting these blogs on the 24th of June, within my area it runs on Pacific Daylight Time.
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I don’t know if the notes work but yes! that’s perfectly okay if it not the best tho I’m sure it will be but thank you so much! @captaindarkchocolatesstuff
It’s no problem! If anything I got your notes faster than got your ask, which is honestly a bit concerning... Hopefully tumbler isn’t eating any asks...
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sorry for my last requests i didn't read the rules
Hey, I did see your other ask, don’t worry too much about it. Things happen, send in a different ask if you want :D
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I mean to put this in the other ask but if you don’t do more than two that’s perfectly fine and I’m sorry if it was a weird ask @captaindarkchocolatesstuff
Hey I still have your ask don’t worry, but regarding the “more than two” when it comes to shared darling I’m willing to try it out. While I am used to doing two characters I’m willing to try this one out, your one of the first to ask me actually! :D 
Though it might not turn out too well, I’ll try my best yes?
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Would you be willing to do any lovesick logs for Haikyuu?
Yes I do plan on doing so when I find the time to, sorry it took so long to answer this ask but the unexpected Hiatus was due to my old laptop breaking down.
I did get a new one though! It just took a while to get as you can tell >~<
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Guess who...
Guess who is back after their laptop stopped working!…
Me of course!
But seriously sorry I took so long, I had to save up to get like the cheapest laptop possible since mobile wouldn’t post any of my content, and I only work part time so as you can tell it was a difficult thing to obtain.
That and all my progress for the asks I was answering is now gone in the wind, so I’ll have to start all over again :( 
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hi! how are u? I was hoping you could write an nsfw au scenario of otoya eita coming home from a band rehearsal? if you would like can you include some of the following kinks jsjdis u don't have to do all of them, but bondage or shibari, praise, dacryphillia, or somnophilia
<3
[N/S/F/W Undercut. MINORS DO NOT INTERACT]
Eita often saw himself as a laid-back individual.
He was hardly phased by anything, and not many people could get a reaction out of him unless he was close to an individual. Enough to consider them special.
You were special to him, after all, you’re his girlfriend. What he didn’t consider though were the emotions that you can bring out of him through the simple things you do alone. Half the time you even did several of these things on purpose, but it was just this one time, one time when it wasn’t.
He was attending one of the band rehearsals with Karasu, Hiori, and a few extras that recently joined up with them. You just so happened to stop by and drop off something of his because he forgot to bring it over, and you stayed around to watch them play. What he didn’t like was how some no-name guy came to you and chatted you up, from the looks of it you two seemed to be really into your conversation.
It made him irritated, no, it was more than that...It was jealousy.
At the sudden revelation, he realized that he was jealous, never did he think he’d feel such emotion once he got with you.
Which is why when you got home you were rather surprised when your mostly laid-back boyfriend pounced onto you, not before grabbing some rope of course. Now you were there on the bed, with nothing else but the rope binding you down as your boyfriend thrust up into you every time he pulled you down onto his lap. 
“Eita! Ooh~ Fuck- Eita!”, you moan near his ear as he continuously pulled your hips down to meet his own.
“That’s it, you’re doing so good”, he huffed into your neck, placing several open-mouthed kisses before eventually bitting down as he again pulled your hips towards his.
You let out a choked cry when he shifted his hips, and Eita couldn’t help the throaty chuckle that left him when he took a good look at your face. Flushed red from the heat, eyes glazed with tears and mouth open as he forced many vocalizations out of you. It was cute really, at least to Eita it was, the various expressions and sounds he can coax out of you make him feel accomplished in some ways. 
A hiss nearly left him as he felt your walls constrict around him, a lazy smirk tugged at his lips as he watched while your body trembled as your back arched, lulling your head back and giving him a view of your vulnerable neck. The sight of it sparked something borderline feral in him as he slipped some praise.
“Shit, you look so fucken perfect like this, so pretty”, he groans as he reaches a hand down to rub against your clit, “I love seeing you like this, making you a mess on my lap- ha~ love listening to you call my name”.
“Oh god- Eita! Eita I’m-”, you whine when he suddenly stops, pulling away from your shoulder he looks down at you as a tear runs down your face while you attempt to roll your hips against his.
Lifting his hand up to wipe your tear away, a small smile forms on his lips as he brings his hand down to wrap it around your hips. Your jaw drops, stuck in a silent scream when Eita abruptly bucks his hips with a harsh shove, he kisses the corner of your lips as he coos.
“Your tears are also a sight to see, you wouldn’t mind if I make you cry a while longer do you?”.
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Day 20: The Demons [Asta/Liebe]
“Woah, is she the real one? Truly here in our realm?”, a voice questions, as if in disbelief of what they were witnessing.
Another gruff one cut in, “Of course you idiot, I didn’t go through all this trouble just for you to question if she’s here or not”.
Your eyes fluttered open, everything looked so dark and barren for a moment before you eventually made out the two figures that were talking while you were seemingly out of commission. Soon the memories started trickling in, and it was only until you recalled the recent event that you were finally awake.
“The hell did you do to me Liebe!?”, you demanded as you reared up to glare at the oldest of the two. He gave you a sinister grin, sharp teeth showing as he regarded you with little concern or guilt.
“Now why are you so angry, I did you a favor after all”, he shrugged as his tail swayed behind him. Asta on the other hand looked concerned for you as he knelt down, you would’ve tried to move away from him, but there was something wrong with your legs.
Looking down your breath was caught in your throat as you saw the state that they were in, mangled and bent in directions that should be impossible to not feel, but you were numb. Everything below your waist was numb, neither a blessing or a curse, because what you felt was horror.
“Oh about your legs, Liebe wasn’t able to reach you on time when you fell from the cliffside, the angles were a real pain so we really can’t do much to help your legs”, Asta says as if you weren’t already aware of your situation. 
With the way Asta is, some part of you wondered how it was he came to be a demon, perhaps Liebe had a part in it. Then again you can recall the way he slaughtered a band of bandits so brutally that every villages avoided that area out of fear of being torn apart as well.
A rough hand cut your thoughts as your chin was grabbed and you were forced to look at Liebe with Asta staring down at you from behind him.
“You can’t really blame your leg problem on us, that was all on you, maybe if you actually listened your legs wouldn’t look like broken twigs”, Liebe scoffed as you glared at him.
“Hey now, no need to be so harsh Liebe she is human after all, and you know how fragile they are”, Asta pouts as he goes to pick you up, you squirm around for a bit before ultimately deciding that wouldn’t be a good idea, “Don’t worry we’ll take good care of you (Y/n), I promise”.
You would’ve said something, anything to retort back but the look Liebe gave you kept your mouth shut. They are devils after all, it was likely that he would cut your tongue out if you spoke any further.
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hi there! may i ask what's the name of your other account?
p.s: im a new follower:)
Hiya! Thanks for the follow, but I actually have the link to my other account on my pinned post! :D
But here’s a quick link anyway, enjoy!(=^w^=) @captainchocolatesstuff 
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Day 19: The Witch [Meguru Bachira]
He was said to be a mischievous witch, and many around him wondered if he could be related to the faes with how he carried himself. 
Meguru Bachira was an infamous witch, said to be so advanced in his field that he was able to summon monsters of darker realms. Some claimed that he used to be a normal individual once upon a time, but he sold his soul to the devil to gain such infamous feats. There were even several whispers that he held connections to beings even greater than him and should be respected lest they wanted to face the wrath of his monstrous allies.
You honestly laughed when you heard such wrong assessments of the witch, all of them spoke of him having possible connections to all these monsters and devils, but they failed to recognize the fact that he himself was the monster.
In the beginning, he was someone you thought you knew, a friend whom you could tell your secrets to, a pillar when you needed a sign, a shoulder to cry on. You scoffed at your younger self for being so weak, so naive and trusting of the little witch that was casted aside from the village. The villagers had a reason to cast his mother and him aside, to ignore them and preserve their safety.
But little you was just that, young, dumb and trusting. That was how all children were, but still you couldn’t help but resent your past self for being stuck in the position you were in now, but admittedly she too would also resent herself if she were to live what you went through. 
The thing about Meguru was that if he desired something, he would want to keep it forever. That was the same case for you, you who was his first friend, who kept an open mind when it came to the subjects he would talk about, you who showed him a world far different than his own. So when you talked about moving away, all so that you could stay with some pest to live alongside with through the remainder of your life span. 
He couldn’t agree with what you sought after, and he really thought he was doing you a favor by destroying the very thing that would make you content with life.
Now you were here, forever chained to Meguru’s side with no sight of escape, or even a glimmer of hope. Forever the witch’s assistant, held down by a tight chain that would forever bound you to him.
“Ne, ne, What are you think about (Y/n)?”, he smiled as he pulled you into his embrace, nuzzling your neck, completely ignoring the binds that restricted you to his home.
“...why are you working on this love potion, isn’t it an aphrodisiac?”, you ask as you arrange his station, as you usually do.
A grin made its way to his face as he looked down at the book that held the recipe, “True but who's to say that a love potion isn’t possible to make besides…”, his eyes almost look as if they are piercing into your soul as he grabs a vial, “...there is a reason why we test these things, you wouldn’t mind being a test subject, would you?”.
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Day 18: The Kelpie [Hyori Tono]
Kelpies always frightened you when you were a child, and it was one of the reasons why you grew to be very wary of horses. You couldn’t help it really, some were even huge in build that intimidates you away from seeing them.
Then you came across him, Hyori Tono.
At least that is what he called himself when he was human, despite his seemingly kind profile you always made sure to keep your guard up when around him specifically. Yet he was so persistent when it came to you, he almost followed you around like a lost puppy, a puppy is what they called him but you saw him as a shadow. One that could leap at you at any moment, and drag you into the deep darkness of the abyss.
You can still remember the day he found you near the horses, the first time he saw your vulnerability.
“What are you so afraid of? They’re practically gentle giants”, he smiled as he gave a kind laugh.
You could only frown as you asked, “Have you heard of Kelpies?”.
Your question drew his interest, you don’t know why you asked at the time, but perhaps it was because somewhere deep inside some part of you knew he wasn’t entirely human. Maybe the real reason you asked him such a question was to draw something out of him.
You can still remember the way he shuffled his feet for a moment before leaning on the fence, he looked so relaxed and his mask of interest truly fooled you at the time.
“Aren't they water spirits in the shape of horses?”, he asked so convincingly. 
“They are also said to lure people to their deaths, you see, ever since I heard the tale of the Kelpie I can’t help but be scared of horses, even if they are said to be gentle”, you said as you walked away from him.
Perhaps that was why you went to him after the disappearance of several colleges, news went about their disappearance, and when the search party was conducted you did care who you were set with. Admittedly that was your mistake, but one of the missing persons was dear to your friend who was part of the family, so with little regard for your own being you went with him.
No one could really blame you though once he lured you close to the waters, he had you cornered as he made you an “offer”, if you could call it that. He’d return everyone back, so long as you went with him, a selfish part of you didn’t want to, you were absolutely terrified of what he would do to you. Yet you thought back to your friend, maybe if you were a little more self centered you would’ve ran away to call off the offer he oh so graciously made you.
But you weren’t, which is why the moment he dragged you in the water, you thought that this was the way you were going to die. It surprised you that you were even alive when you woke up, but it was unfortunate that Hyori held you close.   
Even still though, you were scared of him.
He was a kelpie after all, the thing you feared since you were a child.
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Day 17: The Sylph [Yuno]
He was a wonder to marvel at, and you couldn’t help but let your eyes stay on him as he floated above the ground you walked on.
A sylph is what he was, a spirit of the wind, untamable and unattainable. Not that you ever minded this because you too believed that he was something that shouldn’t ever be contained. Oh the irony that was later to stab you in the back with such thoughts.
For the most part he let you be, you never bothered him nor did you try anything that would set any alarm to his mind. You were just a curious little human that didn’t have much to do other than observe him, he didn’t have much regarding your kind but it did perk his interest at the thought of you. Nonetheless the fact that you were courteous enough to not approach him made him wonder what was going on inside that mind of yours, so he decided that he’d be the one to make the first move to approach you. 
It took you by surprise but his visit was pleasant nonetheless, he was stoic but seemed to have a kind gentle soul. Since that day he made sure to visit you often, always checking in on you and keeping a conversation to get to know you better, it felt like he finally found a balance in his life. He found it in you, even at the times you returned home to rest, he kept watch over you and never once doubted that you were the balance he needed.
That was until a stranger came along, he had charm and was a free spirited man, and he caught your attention. Soon enough he had become a subject that you’d almost always talk about, Yuno knew that you’ve been seeing him, that he knew that the man also held a curious interest in you.
But he didn’t like that, Yuno didn’t like the thought of you leaving him behind, he didn’t want his newfound peaceful balance to be disturbed by a pesky human who was seeking to destroy his peace.
He was selfish in that aspect really, because while he did think about the things you’d like he never thought about what you wanted for yourself, he never asked you about your future. Never bothered to know about what life you’d like to build yourself.
So when he trapped you in your own home, it was a betrayal you never saw coming. Yuno was just a kind soul that you had familial bonds with, he didn’t want to view them as something platonic, rather he desired something more from you. Something he was sure you’d give him because that was how he saw the balance of things.
He didn’t want to let you go, but you didn’t want to stay. 
Perhaps you should’ve ran away that day, and never visited again if you knew that your freedom would be the cost of seeing him.
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Day 16: The Alien [Tooru Oikawa]
[N/S/F/W Undercut. Minors Do Not Interact.]
“You know, we were originally here to study your planets’ flora”, he begins, an all to kind smile on his face as he approaches your still form, “After all plants have a significant amount of importance that most intelligent life forms often disregard”.
A hand is placed on your thigh, and you couldn’t help but squirm at the touch, “After all they are helpful with a lot of things! Like medicine advancement, hygiene, equipment, and other neat things”, he continues with a joval smile unbothered by your squirming and muffled cries.
“You see, we don’t take your kind too often because, well to put it bluntly, humankind can be pretty predictable! Your behavioral patterns are often too easy to predict and it’s so easy to manipulate you with simple little tricks, I know of several other species that take interest in your kind but that’s another lesson for another day”, he waves his hand as you send him a glare before squeezing your eyes shut and the sudden flare of heat thrumming throughout your body.
Another cry leaves you when he pinches the skin at the apex of your thighs, nonchalantly he hums, “You see, I really couldn’t help myself when it comes to your kind! I’ve always been interested in getting up close and personal with a human, to me you guys can be pretty fascinating to observe”, he grins as he lets his fingers stroke your outer lips after moving the cloth aside, feeling the wet substance that gathered before shoving his fingers inside you.
You flinched at the sudden action as you withheld a surprised squeal, “Wow, you’re pretty warm in here aren’t you?”, he murmurs as he prods along your walls, further stimulating you as you huffed and whined. “I hear humans can be pretty sensitive during coitus, but I hear that the aphrodisiacs increase the human sexual urges, and the increase in sensitivity too”, explained as he stared at your weeping entrance.
He gave a thoughtful hum as he kept a slow pace, occasionally peeking up to look at your flushed face he perked up when he noticed your legs tremble, stopping his ministrations he blinked when your figure went slack as you tried to catch whatever air you lost. Smiling he let out a small “Oh~”, before laying a hand down against your stomach as he sped up the pacing of his fingers shoving inside you.
Your reaction was immediate, with your hips bucking and head thrown back with a wail, Tooru perked up and stared at you in awe as he felt your walls flutter before clamping down on his fingers. Wiggling his fingers a bit more he smiled while you squirmed before eventually pulling his fingers out of you.
Bringing his soaked fingers up to his face, he tilted his head at the fluids eventually preceding to bringing his fingers towards his lips, you cringed as he slowly lapped at his fingers with his pale tongue flicking out to get a taste. It concerned you when he grew quiet before you squealed in surprise as he abruptly leaned down to spread your legs further to mouth at your soaked entrance, practically ripping the cloth away as he huffed.
“You taste so sweet, I want more, hope you don’t mind that I help myself to all of you”.
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Day 15: The Incubus [Daiki Aomine]
[Mild N/S/F/W? at the end?]
Things beyond human understanding should not be trifled with, this you always understood. Which is why when you first laid your eyes on him, you immediately knew to never get in his way.
You see you worked as a bartender at some nearby club, you didn’t care much for the thing that went on, so long as the pay was good. But here’s the thing, the club was practically an open portal for humans and monsters to mingle, perhaps that was why the damn job paid so well. So long as you got in no one's way you were clear from any possible hex, curse, or threat to your being, as long as you played to the rules of the club you were able to keep your life.
Enter Daiki Aomine, an infamous Incubus from hell in the circle of lust, he was a well known customer. You didn’t mind him prowling around the club to bed the next unfortunate soul that crossed his raidar, hell it wasn’t any of your business to poke your nose in what he did or didn’t do -as per your agreement when you first got the job-, what you did mind was the fact that he was always prowling around you. 
He seemed like a decent guy, at first, you served him some liquor anytime he ordered a drink as he kept being entertained by a woman on his lap, he even gave some decent tips. What you didn’t want was to get involved with him.
You knew the guy had admirers, and not all of them were human, and by god you didn’t want to get involved in the crossfire, that last time you witnessed that blood was nearly covering the dancefloor and the doors needed to be replaced. All the bastard did when he heard it was about him was coolly shrug the issue off and went about his day drinking and bedding another woman.
Then he set his sights on you, a nonchalnt woman with a fuck off additude, Daiki can still remeber the way you spractiocally spat at his face when he slid you some money to come bed him ater your shift was over, you ignored his passes the rest of your shift that day.
Daiki knew he had charms, he knew that with a drop of his tone and wave of his fingers ladies of all kinds would drop to their knees for him, even a woman as tough as nails would fall for his charms. And then there was you, a no nonsense individual with no time for fun, at first he was only around you for shits and giggles and maybe score another hot fuck. Yet the more he prodded the more reinforced your walls were, it threw him off really, the longest the most stubborn woman lasted was about half a month, yet here you were half a year in dealing with the infamous incubus known for picking up chicks at that specific bar.
He wanted to know more about you, anything he could get his hands on, in his search he turned to his most trusted friend, Momoi Satsuki, a Fate who held the most powerful source of information. With her help he was able to know more about you, everything from your secrets, to your desires, to your favorite pastime, and an individual you detested heavily.
When he was gone for several days, it made you feel a sense of relief, but in the back of your mind it felt as if this was a bad omen just waiting to happen. 
You did see him again, it was just unfortunate that you were brought over to his realm, and the asshole at the nerve to look as if he’s been waiting for you. There was a mix of emotions that came over you once you found yourself changed into a raunchy set of lingerie, on his dark silken bedsheets with the finishing touch of a caller wrapped around your neck. 
You wanted to yell at him, throw something at his smug face, better yet slug his face with your fist. But you held your tongue the moment he brought you close to his face by the caller around your neck, nearly choking at his sudden actions as he leaned in to whisper in your ear.
“You’ll be serving only me now, I’ll be sure to reward you good pup”.
 You weren’t sure what was worse, being labeled a pup or being in servitude of the infamous incubus. 
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Day 14: The Harpy [Izuku Midoriya]
You once saw flying as a form of freedom, but you forgot that even birds could be trapped in cages.
You found it a little ironic that the very thing keeping you in your cage was a harpy, a creature with several human characteristics combined with that of an avian. He seemed so sweet and kind, it was really hard to find any sort of fault within him, he was always so genuine with his care and devotion to you.
You found him hurt, with a broken wing that was bent at an odd angle, and he was terrified of you, it was his vulnerability that had you help him. You felt bad, and your conscious whispered how awful of a person you’d be if you didn’t lend him a hand. With little hesitation you did what you could do to get him back to his feet.
Izuku Midoriya was the name he gave you, and he was a rather curious fellow that wanted to know more about your kind. You truly thought that it was unfortunate that his first encounter with one led to him getting such an injury, but it was your hospitality that gave Izuku a better insight of humans, they were not all the same. The duration of his stay made you learn many things from one another, the culture, the lifestyle, and various topics that lead to counting.
The bashful and flustered atmosphere was hard to forget, but nonetheless it was another fascinating thing to learn. Izuku eventually healed up and left, but made it apparent that he would always be visiting you, you found it thoughtful of him to do. 
You two formed a rather close relationship, one he held too closely perhaps. Izuku really didn’t mean to have sudden desires whenever the thought of you came to mind, he couldn’t remember when it all started but he knew that it was sometime after he left. Soon he found himself watching over you from above, carefully observing you as you went about your day, oblivious to his praying eyes. 
You believed that Izuku just grew fond of you, because you were the one that helped him recover and showed him the better side of humanity. You never really did see him as anything more than a friend, which is why you never looked into his lingering touches, how he lightly bumped his wings against you or how often you found him flying around your home. 
You really should’ve looked into his behavior, because the first time you saw Izuku so out of character was when another friend of yours paid a visit to you. You two were laughing and joking and had been playfully shoving one another, then when Izuku came along he looked to be bothered, with his feathers puffed out and a prominent frown nearing a snarl as his eyes were narrowed at your friend. 
It was concerning, and after your friend left you went up to him to ask about it, he looked rather flustered when you mentioned it, before he sheepishly explained that he had just recently come back from a bad hunt. That time you passed off his behavior, only for it to accumulate over time.
Soon enough he became overbearing, and you couldn’t handle it anymore. So you left your home, to take a break from it all, and visited the beachside that was far away from your home. 
When you came back though, you were horrified to be met with a mess, furniture torn and broken, doors crooked and near shambles. There were marks almost everywhere around the house, and something screamed at you to run away.
Then Izuku appeared, looking concerned as he watched as you shied away from him, he didn’t take it to heart but when he asked about you leaving, you could only mention how you were thinking about moving away generally. Maybe it was the wrong thing to say to him at the time, but you were really tired from your journey and wanted to be left alone.
It was when Izuku wrapped his arms around you so tightly that you bothered to look at him properly, his slowly breaking facade turning into something unrecognizable as you attempted to quell his  concerns. He wasn't listening to a word you said, and soon found yourself in the air, in the arms of your soon to be kidnaper. You really tried to talk some sense to him, but he seemed to be far lost in his mind to really listen to you.
So here you were, and here you will stay, in a cage meant for you. One created by Izuku, as he curled around you covering you with the very wings that you once healed.
You should have left them as they were, perhaps then you wouldn’t have ended up as the caged bird.
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Day 13: The Fae [Seishiro Nagi]
Fae were often described to be tricksters, benevolent beings that played to the sound of their drum, sometimes they were said to be two kinds of fae that represented the forces of good and evil.
Seishiro was someone you should’ve been weary of in the first place, but what was disarming about him was his seemingly disinterested persona. It really was foolish of you to think that he was someone not to worry about.
He was nonchalant the first time you met him, lazing about on a rock that was on the side of the pathway you used to visit family. Weary but wanting to be polite to him you gave him a morning greeting, he returned it in kind before returning to whatever activities he was doing to keep himself busy. The next day, the same thing happened of course, soon it became a routine for you two, until eventually one of you spoke up.
Surprisingly he was the one that reached out to converse with you, the first thing he asked was, “Where are you going this time around?”.
Perhaps it was the way you dressed yourself that day, or maybe it was because you took something different to carry with you, nonetheless it was surprising how closely he observed you. Soon enough you began to grow acquainted with one another, he gave you his name but in return he never once asked for yours and instead gave you a name to call you by. Maybe you should’ve given him some doubt at the time, because in most cases fae often asked a human their name to hold some form of power, but in that moment you believed that Seishiro was different.
You gew to be fond of the nonchalant fae, with how often he humorred your requests and how you returned the gesture, it was obvious with how close you two got that he would be rather reluctant with letting you go. Reluctant was too kind of a word to give to him, he wasn’t reluctant at all, he was determined to never let you go off into the arms of another.
When you came to him speaking of another man so fondly, something in his eyes darkened. You thought it was rather childish of him to pout and sulk at the fact that you were seeing another, when you weren’t even romantically involved in the first place.
“Humans can’t live forever Seishiro, I am not like you and I won’t be around forever”, you state, as you gave him a sad but kind smile.
It was as if those words stabbed something inside him, like spears striking his heart, he knew humans couldn’t live as ls his kind. He didn’t see you as another human though, sure you aged and bleed easily, got sick from the smallest of things, but he believed you to be different from the rest because you had him. The more he thought about you parting from him the more desperate he was to fill the void that began to consume his mind.
It was out of desperation really, when he finally decided to search his home realm to find a way to keep you alive, and there was. It was simple really, all he had to do was wait for the right time to sweep you away.
You figured something was amiss the day he didn’t appear as he usually did to greet you, days turned into months, and a month turned into a year. You never saw him again, and you were soon to be married to the man you had grown to love, though it was as if you knew something would happen that day, none of it good. But you wanted to experience the best moment of your marriage so you ignored these small warnings and continued on with the day.
It all happened at the altar in the exchange of vows, there was a bright light and the next thing you knew you were in Seishiro’s arms, he never once looked up to view the commotion he caused. Instead giving you a kiss before he left with you, never once listening to your cries and pleas as you reached out to the people you knew, the ones you’ll leave behind.
Fae were tricksters, you should’ve kept this in mind despite the fact he seemed so different.
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Day 12: The Gargoyle [Ikuya Kirishima]
You could only hide for so long from that thing, he wasn’t human that much was obvious when you came across him the first time you laid eyes on him. He was made of slabs of granite with added features while still bearing the face of a man, but it was his naivety of the world when he first drew breath that made you lower your caution. A huge mistake on your part really, but who can really fault you when you were also new to traversing the world on your own.
You found comfort in closing your window shades after moving from your old home to an apartment complex because you found it rather unnerving to have a statue peering into your bedroom late at night.
At the time you really thought that whoever made these buildings either wanted to spook the person living within the room that had the gargoyle facing the window. For the most part, you never found them scary, but this one, in particular, was too realistic to be considered as a gargoyle. Whoever created the thing seemed to be particularly fond of troubled young men, from the way it was possessed to have its arms wrapped around its knees as it stared down at the streets below with a look of melancholy. 
You have to admit though, there was a charm to the statue, perhaps it was the features that were used despite the curved horns, and the batlike wings with the added arrowhead tail. The first time he came to life you were rather terrified, what kept your hand from swinging the bat at him after he crashed into your space was his own terrified eyes, so confused but also unnerved to everything going on around him.
He was like a curious child for a while, until he began to get in tune with his own nature. He wasn’t human to begin with but it was through you that he understood how different you two really were. In his eyes, you were fragile because you were human, and if you had someone strong they would be able to keep you safe.
He didn’t understand though, he didn’t understand that you didn’t need to rely on anyone to keep you safe, that you were fine where you were. But you also didn’t understand either, of course you knew that he was stronger than you, he was stronger than many humans for that matter, he was something beyond human understanding. 
It was why you were so resistant against him when he tried to take you away from the home you were going accustomed to, you didn’t want to leave it, the timing was so soon. He didn’t care though, your safety was far greater than your comfort, you were someone he grew to care for, someone he loved deeply.
He was terrified of the thought of losing you, one way or another, in his mind he was helping you out of genuine concern. To you, he was dragging you away from all that you knew.
Somehow, he was able to make you just like him, he didn’t like the thought of having to kill you this way but it was the only one he knew at the time to turn you into something just like him.
So there in his arms you will remain, forever a statue just like him.
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The young woman stared at the structure before her, rather curious as to why the owners of the other building decided to remake the once infamous melancholic gargoyle that would stare down at the streets below. Perhaps it was too sad, after all it was rumored that the previous owner of the apartment disappeared due to a heartache of sorts. Maybe it was dedicated to her because the makers felt a sort of guilt for her disappearance?
Looking at it now, it looked like the once sorrowful gargoyle looked on at his new partner with love. The only thing that puzzled the young woman was how the woman featured in the statue looked so hopeless.
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