#ayano x y/n

[spoiled-slutt]

Helo hello! Soso I have a request.. can I have a Ayano x fem chubby reader?? I think Ayano would kill literally anyone who makes fun of reader <3

♡ Teddy Bear ♡

You are my teddy bear..

A/N: AHH I LOVE THAT IDEA. TYSM FOR THAT 🙏🏾🙏🏾

Ayano Aishi × Shy!Chubby!Fem reader!!

Characters aged up to 18+ (Senior Year)

CW: Blood, Knife play, Sub & Dom, Killing (its Ayano Aishi 🙄), Sub Reader, Dom Ayano

SFW

I think Ayano would absolutely kill someone if they messed with you for your looks

She would figure out a way. After she got with you, she would make them like a suicide.

She loves you. Every single part of you is perfect to her

And if anyone tries to talk you down and tell you you're not?

Let's just say you won't be seeing that person anymore.

Ayano is BIG on PDA. She LOVES to show you off. Cause you make her actually feel something. She doesn't want to ever let go of you

When you're talking to somebody, she always comes up and holds your hand or holds your waste or just lays her arm around your neck

You're the person who made her feel normal! To make her feel feelings. She wants to show you off to the world

One time. A bully was messing with you. Drew all over your desk. Calling you names when you walked by. And Ayano could tell it was seriously bothering you. Since you always wanted to hang out in close places. So she was able to convince Info-Chan to give her the address of the bullies and lit their houses on fire. You felt bad, but she convinced you that karma was only coming after then after what they did to you

She definitely loves to lay on you. She hugs to so much. You're a Teddy Bear to her

Your nickname is Teddy Bear. She just thinks it fits you so much. You're sweet. Beautiful. Amazing. Caring.

Unlike her mother. After she killed all the rivals. You actually like her from the beginning. You liked how she was quiet and kept to herself. You sometimes caught her staring at you and you smiled

You were in Ayano's house since she called you over, begging for you to be by her side for the 10th time this week. But you don't mind and so dosent you mother (means your mother gets the house all to her herself. She is also happy you found someone). You were making lunch. Just a little something that didn't take long. And you knew Ayano would love it (she loves anything you cook). You felt someone hug you from behind. You jumped slightly and then realized it was Ayano. You smiled. She kissed your neck and face. "Yes, Love?" You said,"Smells yummy..." she said, looking at the food. "It's just a little something," you said as you took it off the stove. "You done,,,?" She asked. You nodded and felt her grab your arm. She dragged you to her room, throwing you on the bed. You had to have the most confused face, but you soon felt her crawl onto you, hugging you. You smiled softly. Her face in your chest and your arm around her. You saw your phone start to scroll on it as she cuddled onto you. You looked down at herm she had a smile plastered on her face. This is what she wanted. And she was so happy

NSFW

She definitely punishes you if you ever talk to someone to long or you wear something inappropriate

She loves to tease you. In public she sometimes would rub your thighs and squeeze on them

If you were feeling insecure she would put your mind at rest while giving you slowly sex

"Shhh.. it's ok, my dear.." Ayano said softly as she brought the knife to Your leg, slowly digging it into your plush skin. You squirm at the cold feeling at the knife. "What? Isn't this what you wanted..? You dress up so nice for your interview.. tsk. I know those men were looking at you, " She said as she dragged the knife closer to your neck. Your breathing was uneven as you felt the blade on your neck. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head as she smiled at you. "I don't blame them, though.." she said as she brought her other hand to your inner thigh. She felt you move your hips closer to her hand. "Stop." You immediately stopped staying still as the blade she placed on your neck had more pressure. She kissed your forehead as she began to rub your clit through your clothes. You let out a quiet moan as she places the knife on your thigh. She went closer to your ear. Her breath was fanning over it as she whispered in your ear. "I'll make sure they know who you belong to.."

That was the night you had her name carved into your thigh. It's faint now but you can still see her name there

Ayano slowly thrusted her fingers and out of your soaking cunt "That's a good girl.." she praised you as you moaned out her name. "So pretty.." she whispered. She leaned forwards catching your swollen lips to connect to hers. You tasted intoxicating. So sweet. So delicious. She wanted to keep you under her forever. She pulled away while looking at you. She smiled. "You're a masterpiece, my dear.." she spoke. Tears screamed down your face, your hair messed up in a frezzy mess, your neck and body littered to the brim with marks, and your swollen clit that is making your legs shake. You looked stunning. She did this. She made you feel this good. And she wanted everybody to know.

She loved your body so much

It's an understament actually.

She loved your body so much

Your rolls. Your thighs. Your tits. Your plush face. You're like a masterpiece for her skinny body

She loves how your tits bounce as she forces you to ride her strap. She loves seeing the tears fall from your eyes. Them running down your round red face. Her holding on your thighs and hips helping her give you the best pleasure you've ever had. OMGGG

She loves her teddy bear<3

[clouduru-chan]

Yandere wrong situations

I decided to do something a little funny, so here it is

Sunny day Jack: What is the biggest planet.... in the solaaaar system!

Jhon Doe, Press the button to answer the question: Sun!

Jack stared at it, he was horrified by the wrong answer that Doe gave

Reader: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

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Reader: Hey Alan! Did you know that if you stick drugs up your ass you get high?

Alan: Know

Reader: How do you know that Alan?!

Alan tries to disguise the situation a little.

Reader: ALAN!

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Reader Pointing at Peter: Do you think this guy is good?! He's evil! believe me!

Peter: I think you're a little stressed...

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Sunny day Jack: Good morning!

Alan: good morning is the fuck !

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reader realizing that there are a lot of crazy people behind her because they are in love with him.

Reader: My life is a disgrace! It's trouble all the time! I have no peace!

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reader Brazilian: Fuck do you know Paola?

Ayano getting jealous.

Ayano: that Paola ?

Reader Brazilian: The Paola of the flying pussy! who sits on the dick, and who fucks, fucks, fucks, fucks hard. Who keeps looking at you with the face of a dog....

Ayano was looking at you horrified by that, because she really didn't expect that.

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Reader: Does my dog ​​have a problem? Of course not, he's just mentally ill like me

You were pointing at Bo who was on the roof threatening anyone who touches you.

Reader: GET OUT OF THE BO!

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Bo: El lobo sempre cuida de su loba! Auuuuuuuuuuuu

music from Animals of maroon 5 starts to play in the background.

Reader: Bo, what the hell is that?

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John doe: hey best friend i love you so

Reader: HOW DID YOU GET INTO MY ROOM?!

John doe: ...... I said I love you?

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Dad: Hey son/daughter what are you seeing on your smartphone?

Reader: Yeah.... Nothing, father, I'm looking at a coloring book... é.....

Reader playing something's wrong with Sunny day Jack.

Dad: FREE WHORE?!

Reader: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH

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Monika: You and me aways forever *singing*

Sunny day Jack: I'm handsome, I'm hot!ball game and dance! I'm handsome, I'm hot

Alan: I WANT TO SMOKE WEEDAAAAAAAAAA! MA-RI-HUA-NA!

Jonh doe: I WANT SEXOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Reader: What the fuck -

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[certifiedraritysimp]

Y/N and Ayano having a coffee. They have the same college classes.

[lxdymoon0357]

good morning...I miss interacting with you OC's, cen we still do that? ALSO WHEN ARE YOU GONNA LET ME ASK REQUESTS FOR AYANO!!!!? WHEN?!

Yeah, you can actually still interact with my OC's, just nobody is doing that, I only have requests for Manhwas.....They've been feeling lonely and they are also a bit busy, but feel free to interact with them!!!

Also, ....I mean you can request him but i did want to reveal his family first....but continue!

[tojisbbygworl]

Congrats, Babe - Toji Fushiguro x Black!Reader ~ FFL Series

Summary: Toji couldn’t believe you actually invited him to your graduation. Watching you walk across that stage, his son in his arms, sitting next to your family, he couldn’t be happier. Toji - 24, You - 21, Megumi - 3

Characters: Toji, Megumi

Words: 4,239

Tags: Fluff (kinda sorta Tooth-Rotting), Soft Toji, Toji’s a Good Dad, Suggestive Thoughts, Crushes to Lovers

Disclaimer: This work is part of a Black!Reader x Toji series I started called Fushiguro Family Life. It's basically a slice of life series with you, Toji and Megumi. None of them are in order and can be read on their own unless stated otherwise.

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author's note: Hiiiiii! Don't have much to say except I hope you all enjoy this. I feel like it's really cute and I think I'm doing pretty good on giving small insight on Megumi's personality, Toji's parenting, and what led to his divorce with Megumi's mother who I've decided will be named Ayano. Her name won't come up here but it will down the line. Toji's past will be revealed more and more as the series continues.

“Um, daddy?”

“Yeah?”

“Where are we going again?”

“A graduation.”

“Oh. What’s that?”

“It’s a ceremony.”

“Oh. What’s that?”

“Sigh…”

On a regular day, a simple drive with his son babbling about nothing in the backseat wouldn’t be so nerve wracking. However, today was a bit special.

Toji was genuinely shocked when you gave him your number after months of friendly flirting. He never actually expected to get anything from you, he was having too much fun watching you get frustrated. But, now that he thinks about it, you have been warming up to him for some time now. The two of you only ever talked at the gym. You went in only a couple of times a week, so he had to make every second count. And he may have purposely changed his availability so he would be there.

You hadn’t said yes to a date just yet, but he’s hoping it was only a matter of time. The two of you were becoming much closer with each other, sometimes spending hours just talking on the phone. Last night’s call was especially sweet. His ears have been heating up all morning from thinking about it. You were so excited about finally graduating, not having to worry about school for what may be the rest of your life, and starting your career. You were so ready for a steady income and to move out of your parents’ house. And it took everything within him to not suggest you move in with him instead of living on your own, as he knows how expensive it can get.

The journey to your graduation was a bit nerve wracking. He knew he’d be anxious when you invited both him and Megumi a week ago. A couple of family members hadn’t been able to make it, meaning Toji would be meeting and sitting down with those who could. Meeting the family before even one date. Unheard of.

He hadn’t even met his last wife’s family before marrying her. He can see how stupid of an idea that was now that they’re divorced. Imagine how much heartache he could have avoided had he done so.

After going through hell (finding parking) he lifts Megumi out of his car seat and takes his hand to follow the hordes of people heading to the auditorium. Looking at his tickets, Toji heads over to their assigned seats.

He sees a group of people who resemble you and deduces that it must be your family. At first he panics. He wonders if you told them about him coming or if he should even say anything. But, his question is answered when the older woman of the group taps his shoulder after sitting down. He guides Megumi to sit in the seat next to him, to which he simply refuses by putting his arms on his father’s lap and jumping to try and climb it. Toji rolls his eyes and lifts his son up.

“Are you the person my daughter Y/N invited? Toji?” She asks. Ah, so this was your mom. You don’t really look like her.

Toji puts on his charming smile and holds his hand out to her. “Yeah, that’s me. It’s nice to meet you.” He gestures to the little boy on his lap. “This is my son, Megumi.”

Megumi, who’s usually shy, lifts a small hand up and waved at her, looking down and away nervously. Your mom twiddles her fingers which makes him smile. “Aw,” she says and reaches over to tickle his stomach. Megumi giggles and kicks his feet. Toji jerks his head back in shock.

“Is this Toji?” He hears. 

Your mother turns to the man sitting next to her and nods. “Mhm. And this is his son.” Megumi gets nervous again and his smile drops, but he does give a small wave. The man waves back and looks up at Toji. He holds his hand out. Now you do look like him. This must be your father.

“It’s nice to meet you.” Toji shakes his hand and says the same. The other two look over at the commotion and smile. Toji waves at them. Megumi hides his head in his shirt.

“Hi! You’re Toji?” One of them asked. She looks to be around the same age as you and sounds like it too. In fact, so does the boy sitting next to her. “I’m Kennedy. This is my brother. We’re Y/N’s cousins.”

“It’s really nice to meet you,” he said after introducing himself as Kwame. “She talks about you all the damn time.”

Toji’s smile freezes and he rubs the back of his neck. “She does?”

Everyone nods and starts going on and on about how much you gush about him. Up until he accepted your invitation, he was known as, “the fine ass gym owner”, a statement that made him blush even harder. However, it was nice knowing how you truly felt about him. It’s not as if you would ever admit to having a crush in front of his face.

He was a bit shocked. Yeah, you flirted back with him from time to time, but you didn’t actually like him, right? It was just…friendly banter. Right?

Some time passed before the lights in the auditorium dimmed and the graduation music began to play. As much as Toji loves that you asked him to come and as excited as he is to see you, it was extremely boring. The only reason he was awake was the clapping from various families. Didn’t bother Megumi, though. He was fast asleep in his father’s lap. Thank goodness, too. Megumi hated staying still if he didn’t have anything to distract him. It was something Toji was working on with him. He’d be getting somewhere with it, and then Megumi would go see his mother and it’s as if she pushed some sort of reset button and he was asking for Toji’s phone again.

Toji was feeling a bit anxious. Your name hadn’t been called yet, and even when it was, there were still hundreds of other students after you. It’s only a matter of time until-

Feeling a stirring on his chest, Toji tears his eyes away from his phone to look into his lap. Megumi was twisting back and forth into his shirt. He did this a few times before sitting up and rubbing his eyes with a yawn. “Shit.” Toji whispered to himself.

As if it’s a homing beacon, Megumi twisted his head to his father’s hand where his phone was being held. He reached out for it, becoming irritated when Toji put it in his pocket. Megumi looked up at him begrudgingly while Toji stared back. Crap. Megumi was a good kid overall, but he was still just a kid. He really didn’t want to have to leave because he started crying, and he also didn’t want to give Megumi the phone. Well, he would have to make a decision soon, because Megumi’s chest was heaving and getting worse with every passing second. His eyes grew big and sparkly, his bottom lip started to poke out, ahh shit.

Like an angel in disguise, your mother leaned over his lap and smiled at Megumi. “Did your daddy make you mad?” Toji’s jaw drops then drops even more when Megumi actually nods.

“Aw, come here baby,” she holds her hands out and lifts him into her lap when he reaches for her. “Don’t cry, hm?”

“Don’t you want to watch your friend graduate?” As if Megumi knows what graduate even means, he nods his head again. Toji is appalled. She flips him around and points to the stage where you had actually just gotten to the stairs. “Look. It’s Y/N.”

Megumi doesn’t know who she is either, he hadn’t met her yet. But still, he looks around for a face he does recognize, and Toji takes this chance to talk to her. “How…how did…”

“Hold on, she’s about to walk,” she shushes him. Toji turns his head back towards the stage where he sees you standing at the top. He sees your black and blue cap and gown, your decorated neck, and the bright smile on your face and lights up. He adjusts his posture.

You begin to walk and Toji takes notice of your heels. Your legs and feet look fantastic in them. He wondered what dress you were wearing underneath all that. He knows it looks great on you.

Your name is called, and he joins your family in a round of applause. Even Megumi starts clapping. Toji decides to throw in a whistle, laughing to himself when you turn to the crowd in confusion. You try to look for him in the crowd to no avail, but you smile anyway and walk off.

Toji leans back in his seat, still reveling in your smile, but stops when he feels some eyes on him. He turns to look at your mother who was giving him a stare he couldn’t read. Megumi was successfully distracted. He was counting on his fingers. Hopefully the number was 1000.

“So,” she starts, “how long until you’re ready to put a ring on her finger?”

After a second of choking on his own spit, Toji responds. “I’m-what?”

“What comes after 19?” Megumi asks.

“20,”Answers your mother.

“Oh.” He puts one more finger up. Afterwards, he puts all of his fingers back down and starts again. “What comes after that?”

“21.”

“…Oh!” And he starts silently counting again while mouthing the words to himself.

She looks back up at Toji who was waiting patiently for an explanation. “Well, now that she’s a graduate and is entering a sustainable career, I think she’s more than qualified to be a wife. Don’t you?”

Toji blushes profusely. His heart runs a mile a minute. He doesn’t know what to say or think. Is that why she’s been so nice and talkative to him? She thinks they’re dating? What have you told her?

She was anticipating his answer. Megumi was halfway through his 20s. “Uhm…I mean…yes, but…I think you might have the wrong idea.”

She leans back and gets a wistful look on her face. “Ah, I see,” she says. “You want to wait until the right moment and all of that. Well, I say the right moment is now, but that’s just me I guess.”

Toji’s mouth hasn’t closed for the entire interaction. She doesn’t acknowledge him at all. Just goes back to telling Megumi what numbers come after what.

-

After the ceremony, you all meet up outside and wait for your arrival. Toji decides not to bring up what happened in the auditorium. It was a little awkward, but mostly, he kind of likes the idea that your mother thinks the two of you are dating. No one else has said anything, however. Maybe it’s just your mother being a bit ridiculous.

Megumi, who’s still being held by her, taps her shoulder. “Is that her?” He asks while pointing.

They all look in the same direction and lo and behold, there you were. Your gown was unzipped showing off your beautiful white dress that stopped at your thighs and hugged your curves. It showed only a bit of your cleavage and left a lot to Toji’s very active imagination. Your makeup was stunning, and you had texted him earlier today saying that you did it yourself. You did an amazing job. Your Cajun spice locks framed your face beautifully. You told him you wanted your hair to be blonde so you stopped staining your new growth after bleaching it. Your cap was hiding the blonde. He would have loved to see it.

Your beautiful smile filled his heart, and he found himself gravitating towards you, even getting in front of your family. Your smile grew even bigger as you wrapped your arms around his neck and buried your face in it. He did the same to you and squeezed you closer by your waist.

“Congrats, babe.”

“Thank you Toji. I’m so glad you came.” He rocks you back and forth before pulling away.

“Of course we came.” Your face lights up and you look at your family. You hug and kiss them all, your mother being last. She puts Megumi down to hug you tightly. Toji sees a tear run down her cheek. He looks at Megumi, expecting him to come running back, but he just stands there and looks up at you while holding your mother’s pants.

“Have you met Megumi, yet?” Your mother asks you, putting her hand behind his back and nudging him in front of her.

“No,” you answer, crouching down to speak to him. “Hi Megumi. I’m Y/N.”

Megumi smiled shyly and waved at you. “You’re very pretty. I see why my dad likes you so much!”

“Megumi!” Toji reaches for his hand and picks him up while blushing. Kennedy and Kwame giggle off to the side. Your father was too busy trying to record you to notice what he had said. You cover your mouth and look at him. He knew you were laughing underneath your hand.

“Okay!” Your dad put his phone away after looking at the time. “We have to get going before traffic gets bad and we end up late.”

As if he pressed a button, your whole family jumped into action. Toji looked at you in confusion as you walked up to him. “What’s going on?”

“We’re throwing a graduation party,” you explain. Sheepishly, you rub your ear. “I…wasn’t sure if you wanted to come to that too. It’s mostly going to be family and I didn’t want you to be uncomfortable-.”

“I’d love to come!” He says a bit too excitedly. He clears his throat afterwards. “I’d love to come.”

Your beam made his heart pound. “Okay! I’ll send u the address.” You approached him and put your hand on his arm. His palms became sweaty and he had no clue what you were trying to do, but he was prepared for anything. Especially a kiss.

Unfortunately, you weren’t trying to do that. Instead, you tickled Megumi’s tummy making him giggle sweetly. “Are you okay with that?” You asked while looking at the baby boy.

Megumi nodded enthusiastically. “I love parties!” He shouted.

“Yay! You’ll have so much fun. There’s going to be a kids room, okay?” Megumi nods even more. You take out your phone, send Toji the address, then turn to catch up with your family. Toji continues to watch the back of your head longingly. He’s knocked out of his trance when you turn to look at him. “Come on. We’re going to the parking garage.”

Toji blinks and gulps. That’s right. He could walk you to your car. “Coming.”

-

Toji pulls up to the banquet hall 30 minutes later. Your family had made it a few minutes before, but were all already inside having a time. Getting out of the car, Toji looked around. There were a lot of cars and even more pulling up. Whole families getting out and rushing to the doors, some of them with gifts. Toji’s throat dries up. He thinks he’ll keep his gift in the car.

When he walks inside with his son, it’s clear that he is a fish out of water. There was a large dancefloor already housing hoards of people. He nervously looked around for someone he recognized, and got even more nervous as the seconds went by. He looked at Megumi, who was getting more and more nervous by the second.

He began walking inside with no clear direction. Some children ran past his legs, which captured Megumi’s attention. They took a second to stop and look at the large man that they had never seen before, then went right back to playing. Toji watches them run to the other side of the building and go through a door. Toji wonders if that’s the kid’s area you were talking about. Then, a couple more children run past the doorway, with an adult chasing after them. He’ll assume the answer is yes.

Upon walking through the door, he finds himself in a hallway. It’s a long corridor, but right on the wall opposite to the party, there was an open door. He could see from the cartoon paintings on the wall, the bright colors, the puzzle piece mat, and the sound from within that this was his destination. When walking in, he gained many stares from the various kids inside. He grew worried for Megumi who had his hand over his mouth staring nervously at the crowd of kids. He was gripping Toji’s shirt tightly. He knew his little heart was beating a mile a minute.

Toji pulled his son to the front of him. “Hey,” he tells him. “You’re gonna be brave for daddy, right?” The boy shakes his head. Toji shifts his jaw and sighs. “Come on, Megumi. I’ll…” he squeezes his lips together and his eyes shut, not wanting to have to bribe his son. “I’ll get you pizza and ice cream tomorrow. We can have it for breakfast.”

It didn’t excite him, but it did the job. Megumi nodded his head and let his father put him on the floor. “Of course,” Toji whispered under his breath. He watches Megumi shyly walk up to some younger kids around his age, talking about nothing and playing with blocks. They watch him sit down then go back to playing. Megumi looks back at his dad who gives him a smile and a thumbs up. The boy takes a second, turns back around and reaches for a block. Then, one kid decides to hand one to him. Then another. Soon, Megumi’s being offered blocks galore. Toji feels a warmth growing inside him along with relief. He fit right in. And, maybe he’ll forget about that promise.

“Well that seemed to work quite well, huh?” Says a familiar voice from behind him. Toji turns around to face you. Your cap and gown was off just leaving you in your stunning dress. Your skin looked so smooth, and your hair was even more beautiful than before now that he can see it in its full glory. You never failed to take his breath away.

He clears his throat, checks back on Megumi once more, then follows you back out into the hall. The door leading to the party was closed so the children wouldn’t run into it so easily, and they wouldn't be disturbed in the play room. Despite the blasting music, it blocked off the sound pretty well. “You heard that, huh?” He laughs. “Yeah, it always seems to work. Sometimes he forgets so it still works out in my favor.”

You let out your adorable giggle. “I wasn’t aware that you were so conniving.” You tease.

“You haven’t seen nothing yet, doll.” Toji gives you a sideways grin and leans towards you with his hands in his pockets. You’re beaming with your fingers covering your mouth. 

You push his shoulder. “What’s that supposed to mean?”

“Can’t say. Kids around.”

“Excuse you?”

“You should push me again.”

“I probably will. You always give me a reason to.”

“Can it be because I like when you touch me?”

“Toji!” You exclaim quietly, looking around to make sure no one was in the hallway to hear him. He was giving you the most shit-eating grin. He reveled in making you flustered.

“What?” He feigns, leaning even closer towards you. He gives your face a good once over. Then he looks down at your lips. They look so soft and so full. He just wants to know how they feel on his skin. On his lips. On his-

“Oh my gosh!” You gasp and grab his arm, knocking him out of his trance. “This is my favorite song!” You grab him and run to open the doors, dragging him onto the dancefloor that’s become even more crowded.

Toji’s feeling a whirlwind of emotions. But nothing compares to you throwing him forward and getting in front of him. Your back faced towards him and before you started dancing, you turned your torso to look at him. “Put your arms on my waist.” You yell.

He blinks. “What?” He’s sure he didn’t hear you correctly over the loud music.

“Your arms,” you repeat. You take his hands and put them on your lower torso. “Just catch my whine, okay?”

And he does. And he does it well. You start to move your waist slowly. You’re barely touching him, but he still feels hot all over. He really is perfect. He’s not grinding against you, but he’s not letting you go either. He squeezes you, which pleases you immensely. Both of you feel amazing in the other’s presence. As if you’re the only two there.

All good things must come to an end. The song, the dance, and eventually, his time at the party. It was getting late. He had to get Megumi home. After what you pulled, Toji didn’t even bother to fix the boyfriend allegations. He wondered how awkward that would be. For you to dance so sensually on a man you weren’t with in front of your family. He’s sure they wouldn’t appreciate that. And there were so many people asking him about it. It would be a headache to correct all of them every single time.

Even then, he had a lot of fun. He enjoyed spending time with you and your family, despite how awkward he could get. And you - oh, you. Your eyes didn’t leave him all night. He thought he was imagining things. But when the clock passed 10, and he told you he had to leave, you eagerly followed him to grab Megumi. Him, amongst other children, were asleep. Toji picked him up and carried him outside.

“Good thing you’re walking little ol’ me to my car.” He whispers once they get out. “I wanted to give you something but I was afraid you wouldn’t have anywhere to put them for the time being.” Toji walks around to Megumi’s seat and sits him down safely. He was still sound asleep. He would have been confused, if it wasn’t for the food stains around his mouth and on his shirt. He’ll be asleep until next week. “And I…was nervous and couldn’t think of a good time.”

“Aw, you didn’t have to get me anything.” You assure him. Toji shushes you before strapping him inside. Once he does, he picks up a gigantic bouquet of white flowers, walks back around the car, and gives them to you.

You gasp. “Oh, Toji.” You appreciated all the presents you got, but this was all you really wanted. Something simple and cute that still showed that whoever gave it to you was thinking fondly of you. And they were your favorite. 

You accept them graciously. For a few seconds, you and Toji just look at each other. He’s overwhelmed with pride and joy for you. You really graduated today. You achieved something great. Something that he was never able to do. He admires you so much. Not just your looks, but your brain and personality. In his eyes you were…perfect.

Today went just the way you wanted it to. You got to celebrate your achievement with the people you truly cared about. And you did care for Toji. You think it’s about time he knew that.

So, you grab his shoulder, pull him towards you, stand on the balls of your feet and give him a smooch right in his left cheek. You hear his small gasp and it makes your heart run. You began to sweat a bit. The nerve of you, to kiss him like that. He looks genuinely shocked and you almost begin to regret what you did, until he takes his arm and wraps it around your waist before you can pull away. Toji breathes harder and harder as he stares longingly at your parted lips. Then, he finally leans down and kisses you for the first time.

For a moment, your hearts feel as though they’re beating as one. The kiss is tender and filled with need. Toji is steady pushing your head backwards as he deepens it. When he realizes what he’s doing, he stops abruptly and pulls away. You both continue to stare in each other’s eyes as you catch your breath.

Despite his dry mouth, Toji swallows. “I-I’m sorry,” he begins. “I just…I…”

He had seen you smile a lot today, but the one that spreads across your cheeks was the brightest by far. Everything, every anxious thought and insecure feeling he had washes away. “No. It’s okay. I liked it.”

Absolutely perplexed, Toji let’s out a sound of disbelief. He tries to keep from smiling, but he can’t help it. “You did?”

And you nod. Eagerly.

Ever the rascal, Toji gives you his signature side grin and brings your body closer to him. “You want another one?”

His chagrin makes you burst into a fit of laughter and you throw your arms around his neck, smacking the flowers onto his back. Filled with joy, Toji fully wraps both of his arms around you and lifts you up, twirling you around.

And from inside, a couple of your baby cousins watch the adorable scene. One of the older ones took many pictures to show everyone later on. “I told you that was her boyfriend.”

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[azzyydoll]

MINE.

AYANO AISHI X FEM! READER

Summary: Ayano's moved on from Taro and now has a weird obsession over you and would do anything to make you hers.

"You going to the party tonight?" You ask your bestfriend, Amai and she raises an eyebrow slightly.

"The one Taro's hosting?" Amai's sweet voice questions and you nod your head with an 'mhm'.

Amai giggles at you and you feel your heart melt at her sweetness. Sometimes you wished you could be as perfect as her.

We can't always get what we want though.

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"Of course I'm going! You know how much I like Taro!" Amai said sighing at the end of her sentence and you smiled at her.

"I do." You giggled at her and suddenly stopped when you heard something rustle in the bushes. You felt eyes on you making you uneasy.

Luckily, you just arrived at your house— so you said goodbye to Amai and quickly ran inside your house.

You go upstairs to get changed when suddenly your doorbell rings. Your hesitant to answer since your parents aren't home and your alone.

You open the door and look around.

Nobody.

You look down and see a big white stuffed bunny and a note.

You raise an eyebrow and pick them up while smiling a bit. You walk inside, shutting and locking the door behind you.

You tear the note off of the bunny and read it carefully.

'FOR MY PRETTY GIRL, Y/N L/N'

Red ink.

Fancy.

"Wow, I wonder who gave me this.." you mumble with a slight giggle and head upstairs to your room.

You look at the note again and then look at the bunch. "It was probably Amai! She was the only one outside my house." You beamed.

"She's such a sweetheart!"

Oh how stupid you were.

So stupid.

T¡MƏ §K¡P.

You walked outside. It was currently 9:00 pm, time for Taro's party. You saw Amai waiting for you infront of her pastel blue car.

You immediately ran up to her and gave her a hug. "Amai! I thought we were using my car!" You giggled and Amai shrugged.

"I didn't wanna put you through all of that driving, ya know? And gas prices are high so consider it a favor!" She winked and giggled while you giggled with her.

"Yeah. Oh! And thank you for the gift earlier! Your so-" "Gift?" Amai cut you off in a confused tone

"I thought you got me that huge bunny with the note?" You say growing a little concerned. Amai was the only one at school who knew where you lived.

Or atleast that's what you thought.

"No? Did your parents come home early?" Amai asks sounding worried aswell.

"No, their in Vegas and they would've told me." You say and start to feel someone watching you again. "Let's get in the car..please "

Amai nods and you both quickly get in her car, chatting about how fun the party is going to be to get your minds off of whatever happened earlier.

T¡MƏ §K¡P.

God, it was a bad idea to come here.

It's loud.

Everybody's drunk.

And you can't find Amai.

You walk outside and sit against a tree. You stare at the empty sky, feeling the wind pick up as you call out for Amai once more.

You sigh, getting frustrated. A twig snaps behind you and you sit up immediately.

Another snaps, causing you to stand up fully as your heart speeds up.

It goes quiet for a second before you hear fast footsteps running towards you.

Oh hecks nah. (Coryxkenshin reference)

You begin to run the opposite way of the footsteps as you hear them coming louder and closer. You begin screaming as tears flow down your face and fear rushes through you.

Suddenly, your pushed down and you begin to sob harder. "Get off me!" You sob and a cloth is put over your mouth and nose.

Your screams are muffled as your vision begins to fade as you hear a feminine giggle.

"Calm down, pretty girl." A sort of deep, female voice says and your heart quickens at the words 'pretty girl'.

Pretty girl.

The same words written on the note.

You look up, vision still fading, seeing a familiar face.

Ayano Aishi.

The quiet girl at your school.

Why is she doing this?

Why you?

Ayano giggles once more before kissing your forehead. As you feel yourself go unconscious, the last thing you hear is:

"Your mine now, pretty girl."

Note: Wanted to make a story that was about something other than creepypasta.

I think I should just stick to creepypasta 🥲

[main-character0]

PROMPTED WRITING

PROMPT:

“Hey, is that blood on your clothes?”

“Uh, I don’t know. Maybe?”

“That’s not a question that’s supposed to be answered with another question.”

WC: 700

Ayano Aishi x friend!reader (platonic)

At first, you’d pretended not to notice it. At school, she would show up late to class frequently, and multiple students have been going missing. And you would never suspect your friend of kidnapping or murder, but it was begging to become unavoidable.

You’d caught her with blood-stained clothes and a body bag more than a few times. You’ve never confronted her about it, because you treasure your friendship, but some day, you might have to.

Now, you found yourself, face to face with Ayano, in a crimson splattered uniform. To say you were scared was an understatement. It had to be paint, right? Ayano could never do anything as morally wrong as murder.

“Oh. Y/N.” She muttered in her usual monotone voice. She slowly hid her hands behind her back, but as she did, you caught a glimpse of something silver glinting in the fluorescent lights overhead. “What are you doing here?”

“I was just… um…” you trailed off, unsure if staying here to talk to her while she was supposedly armed was a good idea. “Just getting something from the vending machine.”

She nodded. “Well, I’ll see you around. Bye.” She turned around and started walking off, and as she did, you saw her tuck the same silver object into her school bag. A red liquid steadily started seeping through the fabric of the bag.

“Wait! Ayano!” You called after her. She turned around and looked at you with a stoic expression, her black ponytail whipping around as her head did.

“Is…Is that blood? On your clothes?” You ask, wringing your hands. You could have sworn you saw a smirk cross her features, but it was gone as fast as you saw it.

“Hm, I don’t know. Is it?” She asked you with half lidded eyes, seemingly annoyed. You gulped. Her glare was scary. “That’s not the kind of question that needs a question.” You look away, afraid to look her in the eye.

 She rolled her eyes and took her leave.  You watched her form retreat and slowly get smaller, until she turned the corner and was gone.

“That’s about all the evidence I have, officer.” You look down at the metal table, your hands folded in your lap. The detective nodded. “Thank you, miss Y/N. One of the officers will escort you out.” He said emotionlessly. You nod and get up from the steel chair. One of the policemen buzz you out of the interrogation room and you finally can see the sun again.

Yet, you immediately walk around the building into the sketchy alleyway, where a feminine silhouette is leaning against the wall with her arms folded. She grins sinisterly, and her teeth glint in the light of the sun. She steps forward, her face now exposed by the light shining down on the Earth. It’s your best friend, Ayano.

You put your hands in your pockets and kick at the dirt on the ground. “Are you sure this plan will work? I think the police force is smarter than you think.” Her grin dissipates. “They may be smart, but I’m smarter.” She tells you, walking a few steps closer to you. You fight the urge to step away. You know what she’s done. No one else does. Only you.

Once she’s close enough, she caresses your face softly, a stark contrast to her true intentions. To manipulate you. “You’re having doubts, aren’t you?” She sighs softly, her minty breath blowing in your face. Suddenly, Ayano grips your face harshly. “That’s too bad. If you want them to live, you’ll stick with me. Understood?” She mutters. “Yes.” You reply, coming out muffled because of the harsh grip on your cheeks.

She releases you, and you rub your face to soothe the burning of where her nails dug into the flesh there. She scoffs, then walks out of sight. You watch her leave, a pang of sadness in your chest. What have you done? 

[ketketstaber123]

Yandere/Visual Novel Characters base on the phases y’all had:

Ayano - “I’m Not Like Other Girl” Monika - Wrote Shitty Reader x Fanfic (Wattpad Kid.) Peter - “I’m 14 and this is deep” Kid mix with the “Joker was right” Kid Or Homestuck Kid John Doe - Creepypasta Kid Jack - Fnaf Kid Alan - Furry/“I believe I’m a wolf” or Zodiac Kid Maison Talo - None (Too busy trying to make a business.) Tate - “Alpha Male Bro” Kid Randall - Undertale Kid Ln’eta - Crystal Witch Hector - Scp Kid Micah - TikTok Kid (Try eat Tampons Challenge.) Ren - Weeb that used to quote Anime at School Koolie - Musicals Obsessed Kid (His favorite musical is most likely Heather or Hamilton.) Y / N - All Of Them

[wallydarlingsnumber1]

posting my cringe old shit i wrote on wattpad. #1

OH GOD. help me. | SMUT | [ P A I R I N G ] ; Ayato Aishi x Reader [ WARNINGS ] ; P in V, Unprotected sex, AND BAD STUPID SMUT. last fucking warning! under the cut you promise to willingly suffer for your actions of this smut.

Prompt : Ayato (male Ayano Aishi) gets horny and starts making out with female!reader :)

I asked my bestie for a prompt so uh here we go 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

BURN!! ^^^(i might delete this chapter idfk) (maybe ill make a masc one >:v) Also this is my first smut so it might be bad 💀💔

Comment here what the adventure was like after the story 💙

(Also you guys are in ur house n shit Its also night Netflix And chill (Even though my bestie didn't say this but i thought to just add this 💀💔))

💔���💔💔- Ayato's pov Oh my gosh. She fucking right there next to me. Im gonna blow up right now. She's so pretty. Her gorgeous E/C(eye color) colored eyes. The most beautiful H/L(Hair length) hair she has. She dressed up in her little favorite jammies. So cute and only for me.

I wanna fuck her.

I felt hard but ignored it, and grabbed one of the pillows and my legs with it to make sure she wouldn't see.

💙💙💙💙-Y/N's Pov

I felt Ayato's eyes lay on me, i felt tension growing.

I just continue on watching the movie, leaning onto Ayato. My hands move over to his hands and held it. He seemed suprised, but caressed my hands gently.

I kissed him on his cheeks. Smiling at him like a cute little doll.

A few minutes later during the movie

I felt his cold hands snake onto my thigh and rub it gently. I was getting butterflies. He used his free hand to reach for my chin and smiled at me. He kissed me softly. He whined a bit when i pulled away but we both smiled at each other. He pushed me to lay down on the sofa. "Y/N, please~," he said crawling over me. He covered my neck with gentle kisses. I shivered at how cold he was.

He scooted over closer and started to take off my pants and my undergarments.

Revealing my pussy. He took off his own and revealed his member, with some little precum on its tip. It was... Probably a bit big to say the least to fit it in. He inserted his long, cold, finger inside and started to pump it in and out.

"Does that feel good, My little sweetheart?~" said the man with lust-filled eyes. Admiring the scene of you being finger-fucked by him. And i mean, only, Him. "Ye-Yes~" you quietly moaned out. He stopped and inserted two fingers inside you this time and pumped it in and out slowly. You whined out; "P-please~ Ayato, put it in~" His fingers stopped again and smirked at you, his cock was throbbing anyway. He inserted in slowly.

"Tell me when it hurts or you when want to stop, okay?~ I dont want to hurt you THAT much~" he started moving in and out of you. He chuckled. Which, kind of made you a bit worried.

Only a minute passed and you were already moaning mess.

It hurt a little but you didn't care. "H-Haah!~ AYATO!~" You moaned out, "Thats fucking right, moan out my name. Let everyone know how much of a slut you are for me and me only, let everyone know you are mine~"

Now that? That was so fucking hot for you to handle.

He started to suck on your neck and leave hickeys and sped up. "You like it when i do this to you? Hm?" He said, he wasn't even close to being done with you.  You moaned, loving the feeling and sensations he had given you. You were close to your climax and so was he.

You came and he did too, of course he pulled out before doing so. "Oh my~..." He chuckled, You tried to sit up but you were pinned back down. "Now, now! We aren't completely done yet~" He rubbed your pussy, he chuckled and loved the thought for another round, the movie seemed to not be done yet, the time was 1:34 am, did you both care? Nope. You both continued.

For what felt like hours. And hours. You both had 3 rounds. The aftercare he gave you was nice though. He loved you so much. Your leg was very sore still though...

Guess you wont be able to walk tomorrow.

___

Oh my gosh what dafuq. WHY DID I DO THIS DURING MY WHOLE ENTIRE CLASS HELP

END OF THAT CRAPPY SHIT I COPY AND PASTED. I HATE IT. BUT YEAH.

anyways listen to bag of bones in album 'lush' by mitski bbyz baiiii xoxo

[technicallyjollyobject]

The deed that was never done.

Yandere simulator x Y/n detective

Tw: Mentions of m!rder, stalking.

This story was also in 2022 but a bit better. Also the stories working on getting a revise but just thought I’d share ^^

“But I'm innocent! You have to believe me!” Olivia Yew protested while she was being shoved into the cop car.

“Yeah, tell that to the judge.” One of the cops responded. “We found your DNA all over the crime scene.” The cop finally closed the door and headed towards me. “Sorry about this, we all know Olivia did it but she hired you anyway. I’m sorry she wasted your time.” All I did was nod back. “Well I'm supposed to be on my way now. Goodluck detective.”

The cop then turned on his heel and walked back to his police car with his shiny black shoes making noise on the dry pavement. Click clack click clack.

Even though everyone believed Olivia did it, I however, felt different. Nobody could be blamed until all of the pieces of the puzzle fit together and I believed that there were still pieces of the puzzle missing. Since I was already in front of the place where the crime was committed, I decided the best course of action was to ask the students there. The students of Akademi High.

As I headed inside, I made a list of who I wanted to ask: Gema Taku, Dairoku, Hana, Midori, Hokuto, and lastly Ayano Aishi. As I walked under the archway at the school's entry gate I wondered how I could prove Olivia's innocence. Sure we had found clothes that had her DNA but they weren't on the body. The body was likely in the incinerator since the evidence was located there, and there were traces of the DNA from the dead body in the incinerator. I turned on my heel as I rounded the corner. There was her DNA on the murder weapon, but what if that was fake? What if the murder didn’t go down like it seemed to?

As soon as my thought ended, I was standing in front of the gaming club. I grabbed the ice cold metal latches of the door and slid them open to find Gema standing and playing video games on his phone. When he heard me arrive, he looked up from his phone. “Why are you interrupting my gaming?!?!” He hissed angrily. “My name is y/n and I am a hired detective. I’m here to ask you a few questions.” He was obviously caught off guard after my introduction. I mean its not every day a detective for a murder scene waltzes right into your school. He put his phone away, stuffing it into his pants pocket then lifting his head up to face mine. “What were you doing today around/at the time of the murder?”

“I was in my room gaming but through the door windows I saw Ayano sign up for the drama club. Then she headed to the art room with the drama club gloves on.” He responded quickly, clearly excited to get this conversation over so he could go back to playing games on his phone. I made a mental note of what he told me, thanked him for telling me, then headed out to ask Dairoku. I knew Gema was telling the truth because the door handles were ice cold. If he wasn’t in the gaming room like he said the door handles would have been warmer. Although the information he gave me wasn’t particularly helpful it was good to keep any information you got on your detective job in the back of your head.

Soon I found myself in front of the spot where the school delinquents normally meet up. They weren’t there, so I sat under the tree with my back against the trunk. I hadn’t had water for a while so I opened my water bottle and took a swig. *POP* swish, swish. As I was taking a drink I heard one set of footsteps. Hopeful that it was Dairoku I peeked around the tree. But it wasn’t. It was Taro Yamada. As I saw him turn the corner I noticed there was another set of footsteps behind him. Although they were quieter and more faint they were definitely their. I hid myself a bit more behind the tree and that’s when I saw it… or her if you want to be more specific. Ayano Aishi. It was clear that Taro didn’t know that Ayano was following him but I was lucky that Ayano didn’t notice me watching her either. Every time Taro would stop Ayano would hide behind the nearest object while still still sneaking glances at Taro. She was creeping hiding and staring like…. like stalking! My breath sped up and I had to cover my mouth up to make sure I didn’t give myself away. I pulled out my phone very quietly and started recording from the camera app without thinking, As soon as Taro and Ayano left I took my hand off my mouth, stopped recording, and calmed myself down. What happened was totally explainable! Right? My thoughts raced as I tried to think about what I just witnessed. They must have been playing tag right? Yeah! And Ayano must have been the tagger and was hiding behind stuff because she couldn’t get to Taro from where she was! That had to be the reason, right?

Before I could think about it anymore I heard sets of footsteps heading my way. It was the delinquents! Excited to get to the conversation, since I had been sitting under the tree for a couple minutes waiting, I fumbled as I put my water bottle and phone away and got up to walk to them. My legs were happy to comply as I was giving them the stretch they need while I was heading towards the delinquents.

“Why the heck are you here? Scram!” Osoro the delinquents “leader” shouted at me in a irritable tone. I stood in front of them ready to start digging for information. “I am here to ask Dairoku and Hokuto where they were around/at the time of the murder.” “So? Why would I let you ask them that? Like I said, scram!” Osoro stubbornly continued. “You will let me ask them because I am y/n hired by Olivia for this murder case.” I showed them my detective Id to further my point. “You will let me ask them where they were around/at the time of the murder or I could report you guys to the police. I’m sure with your weapons and not complying to my questions that they would say yes.” Osoros face showed that he was caught off guard and I gave him a second to recollect his thoughts as I put my Id away in my pocket.

“F-fine, you can ask them.” Osoro stuttered. “But you only ask them, deal?” I sighed guess I couldn’t talk to anymore delinquents for this case but this is the best terms I could settle with with Osoro. “Deal.” I turned to Dairoku ready to hear his alibi. “Ok, I guess I’ll tell you.” Dairoku said clearly holding his mean language behind his tongue. “I had gotten to my meeting spot late while the rest of the gang was taking a bathroom break and the only suspicious thing I saw was Ayano carrying a long lumpy trash bag with the drama club gloves on into the area with the incinerator.” “Did you hear the incinerator open?” I questioned him. “No. But I heard some rustling and Ayano came back out with the lumpy bag and her drama club gloves on.” Dairoku mentioned sounding impatient. “Alright, thanks for telling me. “ I said then turned to Hokuto. “Where were you around/at the time of the murder?” “I was in the rear of our gang walking in to school and I saw Ayano walking around with a boxcutter stuck in a box and drama club gloves on.” Dairoku responded. “But that’s all I saw because then we headed out the door to our meeting place.” “Ok thanks for telling me.” I said as I added everything they had just told me to my mental note from before. “Well I guess I’ll be on my way then. Goodbye.”

As I headed inside I went through the information. Ayano had been to the incinerator but if there was a body in the bag she didn’t dispose of it in the incinerator. The only sharp object anybody had seen was a box cutter that was stuck in a box Ayano was carrying which was ironic because the victim had been stabbed to death. As I pealed down the hallway I noticed a very colorful poster so I stopped to look at it. It read:

DRAMA CLUB MISSING PROPERTY

IF FOUND PLEASE BRING THEM TO THE DRAMA CLUB AND NOTIFY THE CLUB LEADER

On the poster their was a picture of the drama clubs gloves. That was weird. Didn’t Ayano have the gloves? What happened to them? Oh well. I started walking again. I guess someone else must have had them at some point and lost them. I’ll keep my eyes peeled for those gloves though. After walking a bit more I found Hana. “Hello their Hana.” I said to get her attention. “I’m here to ask you a question.” “Omg are you one of my fans? I can answer your question. I DO take autographs!” Hana let her hand go limp a couple of inches in front of her and under her neck in a dramatic way. I sighed. She was clearly a VERY egocentric person.

“I’m actually not here for an autograph.” I said, she opened her mouth to speak but I cut her off. “I’m here to ask you where you where around/at the time of the murder.” Hana’s face clearly looked disappointed to not be able to sign her first autograph. I mean it’s no surprise. She’s classified as a “school” bully, who would be obsessed enough with her to track her down or who in school would be her friend? “Oh gawd you want to know something as drab as that? Ok, I guess I’ll tell you.” She said which filled me with relief. I was glad that she agreed to tell me. “I saw Ayano coming in to ask people to help her get her boxcutter unstuck from a box while she was wearing drama club gloves cause she was soooooo weak but eventually some loser who I don’t bother to remember the name of finally helped her. Then a couple minutes later she brought a lumpy bag of school clothes to Olivia because Olivia asked for some new clothes. That’s really all I have.” I sighed. Ayano had seem kind of suspicious before and was really our only suspect but I guess she was only bringing clothes to a friend and asked for help with a box cutter. “Alright thanks for your time. I’ll be leaving now.” Hana put some gum in her mouth and pulled up her phone. She blew a bubble and it made a loud pop. “Ok I guess whatever.”

I was so relieved to get the conversation with Hana over but at least I had gotten some information to add to my mental note in my head. But I was REALLY not looking forward to climbing up all the stairs to talk to Midori. I mean at least I knew where she was, but it was pretty easy to find everyone because they all stayed in one general area with their friends and groups and stuff. As I was climbing up all the steps my stomach growled. Wafts of food hit my nose which worsened my hunger. It was lunchtime for the students but not for me unfortunately. I wanted to ask all of the suspects first, so I persevered till I got to the roof. I climbed up the last set of stairs and pushed the door to the roof open. FWOOSH. The air up there barely smelled like food luckily, but I knew I would have to leave the roof at some point. As I was savouring the air I looked around for Midori.

After a couple minutes I found Midori gazing into the plaza from the roof. I made my footsteps loud so she could hear me walking towards her. Midori turned around once she heard my footsteps and smiled softly. “Hello I’m Midori.” She said “What do you need?” I gave a sigh of relief. Finally a nice person! “Hello I’m y/n and I’m here to ask you where you were around/at the time of the murder.” I responded. She frowned. “Sorry but I don’t have any information for you their. I was in the restroom playing games on my phones at that time. But um I guess I can tell you some gossip I heard to not make your trip up here worthless, but that’s all up to you if you want to hear it.” My heart dropped. She didn’t have anything? Were climbing up all these stairs useless? I wasn’t a giant fan of gossip but I was here anyway so why not? “Sure.” I said. Hoping that this piece of “gossip” was worth it. “Ok!” Midori said before transferring to her whisper voice. “Did you know Ayano Aishi has a crush on Taro Yamada?” I shook my head. “Well now you do!” Even though an average high schooler would get hooked or obsessed with gossip I was quite the opposite. I didn’t find gossip interesting and only listened to it when I had to like for work and stuff. But it was still nice to hear it right now so my trip didn’t feel so “worthless”.

“Alright well thanks for telling me that at least.” I said, not looking forward to going down the stairs again. “No problem! Sorry for not having any information again.” Midori said clearly, still feeling bad. “It’s ok!” I said. “Thanks for telling me a rumour to try to help make my trip not worthwhile. Sadly I do have to go now but I hope you have a great day!”

“No problem. I hope you have a good day too!” Midori replied. Then I turned to the exit to leave the roof and headed towards that direction. Click clack click clack.

As I left the roof and headed down the stairs I added the information Midori told me to my mental note. I had one more suspect to ask then I would hopefully be done with the case. Since Ayano didn’t really stay in one general area I decided to head to the nearby vending machine to get a mini lunch and then try to find Ayano afterwards. Or maybe during. Who knows, all I know was that I was hungry, but luckily I wouldn’t smell any food because the schools time frame for lunch time had ended. I walked to the nearest vending machine and pulled out my wallet. I started counting my money for the vending machine. 1$… 2$… 3$…. After counting my money for a bit I fed it into the drink and snack machine and pushed some buttons. Shwip! Click click. After I fed the machine my money I only had to wait a couple seconds until the two vending machines dropped my desired item. Bump bump bump THUMP! I picked up my two items and headed to the drama club, hoping to find Ayano their.

I peeked in through the drama club window to make sure I wasn’t interrupting anything, then I slid the doors open and headed in. After I opened the doors I closed them and headed to the back of the clubroom. In the back of the clubroom the leader, Tsuruzo was cleaning the drama clubs props. “Hello Tsuruzo!” I said, trying not to alert him. “Since Ayanos in your club do you know where she is? I need to speak to her.” Tsuruzo turned his head to me as he continued to clean the props. “Ayano?” He said making sure that we were talking about the Ayano Aishi who joined his club and not another Ayano. He shook his head. “I dunno. She disbanded after she lost our gloves. Sorry that I can’t help.” “Oh it’s ok!” I said. “It’s not your fault that you don’t know where she is. Well, good luck cleaning your club props but I have to go now, bye!” He smiled and said “Thanks, you too.” Then I walked to the drama clubs doors grabbed them by their latches, stepped into the hallway, and closed the doors. It was now time to find Ayano Aishi.

I decided to find Taro because Ayano always seemed to be “coincidentally” around him. I walked to the double doors leading to the school plaza and pushed them open. Their I found Taro sitting on the edge of the fountain reading a book, a couple of other students, and Ayano who was sitting on the edge of a bench that was closest to Taro. Finally, I had found her. I walked up to her ready to ask her some questions. “Hello Ayano.” I said to grab Ayanos attention. “I’m here to ask you where you were around/at the time of the murder.” Ayano turned her head to me as I sat down next to her on the bench. “I was in school asking people to help me get my boxcutter out of my box.” She answered easily. “By the time the murder was over someone had just helped me get my boxcutter out of my box.” The story matched up to what everyone else had been saying but I still had more questions to ask her. “Ok then what was in that lumpy bag you brought to the incinerator?” I asked her. “I can’t bare seeing trash littered around.” Ayano responded. “So I try to pick up as much as I can to burn in the incinerator.” “You still came out with some trash though. Why?” I questioned her. “The incinerator was full so I had to distribute all of my trash into different trash cans around the school.” Ayano said. “I didn’t want to wait for the incinerator to burn up all the trash while the other trash was laying about waiting for the incinerator to be empty.” Well this was a problem. I thought asking Ayano would solve the case but everything she said made her sound innocent! “Well I should be going now but thanks for telling me where you were. Have a good day.” I said and got up from where I was sitting. “You too.” Ayano responded blandly.

As I added Ayanos information to my mental note in my head I closed the school plaza doors so I could hear myself think a bit better. I threw away my lunch and soda and sat down on a bench in a quiet area. I reviewed all my information in my head and then I knew.

I knew who committed the murder and how it was done.

In the car heading to the judge trial I felt anxious. What if I was wrong? What if I missed some information? I took a deep breath and reassured myself. It was not likely that I missed any information. I asked someone who might have seen something suspicious from the roof since it provides a wide view of the ground. I asked someone who might have seen something suspicious from walking around. I asked two people who might have seen something suspicious around the crime scene. And I asked someone who might have seen something suspicious from another floor. And if I got something wrong I could have more time to solve the case or to review the information in my head again. Plus this wasn’t my first trial so I was used to doing things like this. I did trials so much I could easily slap information, accusations, alibis, etc, together without even thinking about it. I hadn’t gotten a case wrong so far and I wasn’t going to start wrong now.

When we arrived at where the trial was going to be held the tension was so thick you could cut it with a knife. Everyone was at the edge of their seats. Who was guilty? Who was innocent? The world wanted to know. And I was about to tell them.

As I sat down in my seat in the trial room and looked over at Hana, Midori, Gema Taku, Dairoku, Hokuto, and Tsuzuro. Hana looked like she couldn’t be less interested in this trial, Midori was sitting straight up with a smile on her face, Gema looked bored, and Dairoku and Hokuto looked like they would rather be somewhere else. As everyone else was getting seated they brought in the judge, the jury, the prosecutor, Olivia as the victim, and Ayano as the defendant.

As soon as Ayano was brought in the room the room arose with chatter. A teenager? As a murderer? I could barely believe it either but it was her. Definitely her.

As soon as the jury sat down he slammed his hammer down. BANG BANG. “Quiet!” The jury yelled which quieted everyone. “Court is now in session. Detective please present your evidence.” Everyone turned their gaze too me. “Thank you jury.” I said. “I am here to accuse Ayano Aishi of committing murder. If you could please direct your attention to the witnesses.” Everyone looked over at the witnesses who stared right back at them.

“Gema Taku can you verify the fact that Ayano Aishi signed up for the drama club and headed to the art room with her drama club gloves on?” I asked which directed everyone’s attention to Gema who stood up so people could know who he was. “Yes I can. She did it right outside the gaming club while I was inside.” He responded to my question. “Thank you Gema. You may now sit.” I said before he sat down. “Dairoku and Hokuto can you confirm you saw Ayano with a boxcutter in a box and a lumpy bag that was taken to the incinerator?” I asked Dairoku and Hokuto who stood and directed everyone's attention to them. “Yes we can. We saw her do this with our own eyes.” They said in unison as they responded to my question. “Thank you Dairoku and Hokuto. You may now sit.” I said which they listened too and sat (for once in a lifetime). “Hana can you confirm that Ayano was asking for help to get her boxcutter out and that she brought new clothes to Olivia?” I asked Hana who stood up while blowing gum and typing on her phone. “Yeah gurl I can confirm it especially for that weakling Ayano who brought her nerd clothes to share with nerd Olivia who picked them up because she was so poor she could only buy clothes some loser made-“ “That will be enough Hana.” I said interrupting her. “All I needed was for you to confirm the information. Please sit now.” Hana sat with an irritated face because I interrupted her. But I didn’t care. “Midori can you confirm that Ayano Aishi has a crush on Taro Yamada?” I asked her as she stood up. “Yup!” She said cheerfully. “Thank you Midori. You may now sit.” I said, then I turned to Tsuruzo ready to get the question part of the trial over with. “Tsuruzo can you confirm that Ayano lost the drama gloves and disbanded from the drama club after that? And that you put up posters after Ayano disbanded about the gloves?” Tsuruzo stood after I turned to face him. “Y-y-y yes I can.” Tsuruzo stuttered. “Ok thank you Tsuruzo. You may now sit now.” I said before he sat. Poor dude. I thought. He must have a bit of people anxiety.

All of a sudden people turned to me in the middle of my thoughts which caused me to quickly spit out my next words. “Olivia can you confirm that you were the person who helped Ayano get her boxcutter out?” I asked turning my head to Olivia who was standing in front of a pedestal with steel handcuffs on her wrists. “Yes. Ayano walked up to me to ask for help after she was denied a couple times and I pulled her boxcutter out.” I nodded. I knew it! I thought. This piece of evidence made me more sure I was right. “Thank you for telling me Olivia. I will now move on to the proof part of the trial.” I said as I pulled out my phone. “Everyone if you could direct your attention to the big tv above the judges head” I hooked my phone up to my tv and played the video of Ayano following Taro. As soon as I put my video on the tv I looked over to Ayano. Her expression broke a bit for a quick second but then she recollected herself. I couldn’t even imagine how Taro felt since this trial was being live-streamed on tv.

After the video was over I disconnected my phone from the tv behind the judge. “This is a video I caught of Ayano Aishi stalking Taro Yamada.” I said. “I did some digging around after I pieced together the case. And it turns out that some people everyday only see Ayano leave after Taro has and a few people have even seen her stalking him in and out of school boundaries!” Everyone gasped. A teenager stalking another teenager? They couldn’t believe it! “Olivia,” I said her name all of a sudden. “You have a crush on Taro Yamada, right?” Olivia started blushing with a face as red as a tomato. “U-u-um yes.” Olivia stuttered. “Yes y-y-y-yes I do.” I felt bad for putting Olivia on the spotlight about something embarrassing but I had to push forward. “Ayano is known as something called a yandere. Which means they’ll do anything for their loved ones.” I said ready to expose Ayano. “They will even murder others just so they can have their crush all to themselves. So since Olivia had a crush on Taro..” I thrust my arm forward pointing at Ayano.

“Ayano tried to frame Olivia!” I accused. Everyone gasped. Murder? Framing? Stalking? What normal teenager would ever do this?!?! “Here’s the rundown of what happened.” I said. “Ayano joined the drama club to have access to the gloves given to members. With this she could freely touch anything without getting her dna on it. She grabbed a box from the art room, stuck a boxcutter in it, and started asking people for help. But you see, Ayano knew to ask people who would deny her in front of Olivia so she would take pity on Ayano and help her. When Olivia took the boxcutter out she left her DNA on it any Ayano killed a fellow student. Ayano didn’t splatter any blood on the clothes but she did on her boxcutter blade. Her teachers had told me she has been using all of her class time to study the human body. She was studying that topic to lead up to this moment where she would frame Olivia. She then put the body in a garbage bag and carried it to the incinerator area. When she got to the incinerator area she closed the gates to the incinerator behind her and she began to undress the body. After she had undressed the corpse she tucked the school uniform into the garbage bag she used to hold the body and left. Later she brought the school uniform to Olivia who had asked for a new one. Ayano got Olivia to touch it tricking her that it was a “sample”. After Olivia put her DNA on the clothes Ayano brought it to the incinerator area and layed the clothes and the boxcutter around the incinerator while she disposed of the body and the gloves in the incinerator. After she did the crime she disbanded from the drama club because she had no need for it anymore. But since Ayano had burned the gloves in the incinerator the drama club put up posters. And after Ayano had done the crime she just went about her normal school day until the faculty saw the blood on the boxcutter and called the police.” I finished. I popped my water bottle out and took some big swigs of water after saying the long story of what happened.

Everyone’s faces were astonished and they started talking. They just couldn’t believe it. She was a teenager after all. I looked to Ayano as I was sipping from my water bottle. She opened her mouth to speak but as soon as she did the jury slammed his hammer down and she closed it before she could say anything. “Quiet!” He yelled while smacking his hammer. KTHUNK KTHUNK KTHUNK! Once everyone was quiet the judge spoke. “The defendant may speak now.” Ayano opened her mouth. “The only reason I was hiding behind nearby things while following Taro is because we were playing tag. Sure its normally a thing kids do but Taro and I like to do it every once and a while to alleviate stress since we did it as kids. And since Taro is really good at running away from taggers I tried sneaking up on him.” Even though it wasn’t a great defendant statement I could see it being good enough. I mean high school is well, high school. It can get stressful at times. “Also why would I give Olivia a ''sample”? I would have just given it to her right then and there. It's not like i'm running a fashion business or anything.” She did have a good point but she was the only one I had info on so I had to keep pushing forward. “If you were playing tag.” I started. “Then you should have tagged him at some point. Their is a lot of stuff around where you were “playing tag” with Taro so you could have easily gotten close enough to tag them. And you had to give Olivia a “sample” because if you gave her something else to touch to rub her finger prints on you couldn’t be 100% sure her finger prints would rub off on to the clothes.” After I had finished talking the judge made his decision. “Taking all of the facts into consideration it is clear beyond any shadow of a doubt…” The judge said drawing out his voice to make his answer more suspenseful. “That Ayano Aishi is guilty.” When Ayano was declared guilty I threw a tiny party in my head. I had continued my perfect judge trial streak with this trial. A couple of seconds later after Ayano was declared guilty two cops came in, took the handcuffs off of Olivia, and placed them on Ayano wrists then took her to their cop car outside. After Ayano left everyone left the trial room and the mood seemed to brighten up a little. I mean we had just gotten rid of a killer and made the world a little brighter so their should be some rejoicing right? That’s why I hosted a party at my house.

“Thank you so much!” Olivia said as she hugged me with a plastic cup of punch in her hand at the party. “If it wasn’t for you I would have been stuck in that prison cell foreverrrrr!” I laughed a tiny laugh. Olivia was able to make you laugh with her dramaticness unlike Hana. Who I invited sadly but fortunately I also invited Tsuzuro, Gema Taku, Midori, Hokuto, Dairoku, the rest of the delinquents, and a lot more people! They were here to celebrate the trial. And that detective y/n continued a streak of not getting another trial wrong. And I wasn’t going too start now.

Detective y/n out!

[dahliakbs]

Yandere! Ayano x Crush! Reader

Last Part

Warnings: Suggestive Content Ahead, Yandere themed, Stockholm Syndrome, Corpse

"Y/N wake up, please wake up" you heard someone cry out. It seems like they were in pain. As you were about to stand up you realized something. You can't move.

"Y/N are you ok?" You heard the person scream again.

When you heard some noises coming from infront of you your eyes flew open. Taro was sitting right in front of you. His hands and feet were strapped to the chair and his eyes were bloodshot. Dried tears stained his cheeks and his hair was very messy.

"Taro are you ok?!" You tried moving towards him but it seems like you were in the same predicament.

"She's gonna come back" he muttered to himself as a new set a tears flowed down his cheeks.

"Who's coming and why are we here" you screamed out but the tight collar on your neck stopped you from moving any further.

"Ayano, she's insane" he replied.

Ayano? Right she's the reason your in this predicament. She knocked you out and brought you here. Who would've thought that sweet and polite (and also creepy) Ayano would do something like this.

"Taro where is she now? Let's try and escape" you stated but he seemed to have lost his spirit. How long have you been down here.

"We've been down here for a week now, I'm starting to think that well never leave" he told you.

And right as you were about to reply to what he had said the door to the room opened.

"I wonder what's in here"the unknown figure said as they opened the door.

"Omg, Taro is that you?!"

And there stood Osana in the doorway. She held a tea cup in one hand and her phone in the other.

"Y/N your here to" she dropped the cup and stepped out of the doorway. She froze on the spot as she saw the state that the two of you were in.

"My oh my, what do we have here" Ayano stepped into the doorway with something held behind her back.

"I was going to let you leave Najimi but it seems like you will forever be a thorn in my side" she said as she brought a hand up to her face.

Her cheeks were a very dark shade of red and her pupils were dilated. Her expression changed from a cold hearted stare to a euphoric one.

"Maybe your trying to win back my senpai's" she snapped out of her euphoric phase and brought the item that she held behind her back in her palm.

"Osana step away from her! " you yelled but it was already to late for her.

"Goodnight" Ayano stated before the bat swung and hit Osana's skull.

A loud crack could be heard before her body fell to the floor.

"Osana, answer me" Taro started rustling in his chair.

"You monster, you killed her" he yelled to Ayano.

The tension in the room grew thick as Ayano made her way behind Taro's chair. She grabbed the collar and drew it in. Making Taro gasp for air as the collar around his neck tightened.

"You have to understand, she was trying to get in the way of our love" she whispered into his ear.

And all you did was watch it go down. Your eyes stayed on Osana's corpse. It semed like a part of you just died, maybe witnessing Ayano's true behavior first hand had an effect on you.

You were supposed to be repulsed but no you were intrigued. How far would she go in the name of love?

"Ayano how much do you love me" the words flew out if your mouth before you had a chance to process.

"More than words can express, it's like you lit a fire in me that won't sto-" she paused for a moment.

You eyes we're boring holes into her head, something felt off. Ah that's right it was your sanity slowly decreasing.

She released the collar on Taro's neck and approached you slowly.

"Why'd you ask?" Her eyes went back to being dull.

"How long am I going to stay down here" you asked her, completely ignoring her question.

"I cannot answer that" she replied with her normal monotone.

"But don't you love me, if you do the least you could do is let me live a normal life with you" you fake pouted.

She slowly walked towards you but instead of going for your neck she sat on your lap.

"Pleas-" you were about to ask again but then the collar on your neck drew tight as Her face came closer to yours, almost like she had doubts about your sudden attitude change.

"Your wish can be granted" she whispered as her lips landed on yours.

Her hips grinded into yours as she pulled tighter on the collar. The feeling of her soft lips on yours made you forget about the situation you were in. And the lack of oxygen made all of Taro's yelling land on deaf ears.

Stockholm Syndrome?

You were finally able to enjoy the situation that you were in, even if it was only for a few seconds.

She seemed to want to sacrifice it all for you so why not just let it go. Let life decide itself for you.

And from there you slowly passed out. Finally resting in this odd situation.

[certifiedraritysimp]

Scenario where Y/N is dating Ayano/Yandere-chan. It's raining outside, Y/N has a couple of bruises on their body and scrapes with some cuts from tree branches.

Ayano, being overly protective, tends to these wounds and cleans them while they sit in a building with a first-aid kit. It hurts badly, and she knows it hurts them. With this, she can't help but stroke their cheek and comfort them. Ayano doesn't like to see them in pain, so she does whatever she can to make them feel your most comfortable.

[xenia-cenia]

Kano shuuya X reader (neutral pronouns please)

J-Just shuyya conforting the reader after a long day

Fluff please, and can be headcannons or one-shot, you choose aaaaaaaaa

Sorry for broken eglish

A/N-Your English is fine, Anon. Also, I'm very sorry for taking a long time! There were some issues that came up for me and it's taken me a hot second. I hope you enjoy :)

Also please tell me if I got him wrong, it's been a bit since I last watched the anime

Trigger/Content Warnings: a bad day (that’s it really)

Request: Yes

Word Count: 864

Summary: i had too much fun with this

You had woken up on the right side of the bed. The 35 minutes after you woke up were filled with simple joy. No sudden exhaustion, no stale coffee. In fact, you were quite certain today would be a great day.

With gentle ease and quick steps, you navigated through your house and completed your morning routines. With a soft hum, you flung open your closet doors and felt your mood dampen.

There, right in the center, of your school uniform was a stain. You ran your fingers over the stain and wondered what it was. Spilled coffee, mud, or something as silly as spilled ink? Nevertheless, you needed to either clean the stain or grin and bear it.

A quick glimpse towards your alarm clock, and it changed from being late to school or go with a stain. You shook the discomfort from your head and changed into the uniform, ignoring the gross feeling it left on your chest.

Somewhat less happy, you continued onto school. You were eager to finish the day and return to your boyfriend.

But the further the day went, the worse you felt. A car drove through a puddle and splashed you with day-old rainwater, then your classmate accidentally dropped your book, and so on and so forth...

Despite each issue you faced being relatively 'minor' in the scheme of things, you were upset. You dragged yourself to an apartment. Pushing the door open, you collapsed onto the carpet and tried to breathe.

"Huh? Who left the door open?" An all too familiar voice came from the hallway. You raised your head and watched the boy enter. "Ah, (Y/N)!"

For a moment, a split second, time seemed to freeze. All it took was a moment, a split second, for his grin to sink low on his face and his yellow eyes to lose their playful gleam. One moment, a split second, and he was by your side.

"What happened?" His voice was soft - odd you had thought Kano is never quiet - and his hands lingered inches above your arms, his fingers twitching fighting an internal battle between wanting to give comfort and wanting to give you space.

"I-" you forced yourself to speak while you sat up, "I just-"

He kept direct eye contact with you as he removed his jacket and draped it over your shoulders, "Would you like to see a show?"

You sniffled and wiped the tears that were blooming in your eyes, "A show?"

His eyes lit once more and he smiled, "The best show there is."

"I... okay. What show is it?"

He stood and winked at you, "Just stay here! I'll be right back!" He hurried out of the doorway and you waited in silence for a moment, before a black cat stumbled in. The way it waved its tail reminded you of waves rolling away from shore. It paced about the room before sitting right in front of you.

You considered the cat with a keen eye, trying to figure out why it appeared here. Slowly, you raised your hand and scratched the cat’s chin. It purred softly and crawled into your lap.

With a soft smile, you looked into the curious yellow eyes of the cat. "You are strange, Kano." You whispered. The cat smiled and raised its paw to your hand. "However, you were right."

The cat beeped questioningly at you.

You smiled and kissed its ear, "This is quite a great show. You are a fantastic actor, Kano."

Filled with satisfaction and pride, the cat leaned into you. Though his acts of physical affection were always done through a mask, you never minded too much. All you could think of now is how small your worries seemed.

Kano made sure to pamper you the rest of the day, and after a long day of terrible movies, half-done manicures, and lots of venting, he walked you home. It was late, and he often stopped to gaze at the stars.

"What is it?" You asked him.

He smiled softly, "It's nothing. Just... I think Ayano would be happy."

You looked into his eyes, his bright yellow eyes, and for a moment, a split second, you swore you could see a tear slip down his cheeks. For a moment, a split second, he turned to you with a sad smile and spoke in a tone you'd never heard from him before.

"Ahh, (Y/N), I didn't tell you earlier but... you did a good job today."

Under the soft moonlight and twinkling stars, you felt tears fall down your shocked expression and you drew him into a tight hug. He hesitated before resting his hand on your back and leaning into the hug.

"Uwaaa, you're so cute, I can't handle it!" He laughed, and when your sobs turned into gentle laughter, he felt his shoulders relax.

"Way to ruin a moment." You jokingly punched his arm as you pulled away.

"Ah?! You're so cruel!"

The two of you walked to your home, playfully bickering as you went, and when you were tucked in bed you smiled in the dimly lit room.

Maybe it wasn't such an awful day, after all.

[cottage-babe]

Burning Scars part I (zuko x reader)

Chapter 1 | Next

Masterlist

So this idea has been stuck in my head for a while now... I think I've been watching too much Netflix :(

This is gonna be a slow burn I think, but bare with me guys. I've literally planned everything out already and we're gonna have lots of Uncle Iroh moments :) Who wouldn't want to hang out with him?

Summary: Y/n, a werewolf from a hidden village, comes across Zuko and Iroh after being exiled. How has fate intertwined the wolf's life into the avatar's destiny?

***This chapter takes place on Season 2 Episode 8, just after their fight with Azula.

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Pain.

Pain is all Y/n felt.

It spiked into the soles of her feet, burned through her calves, and crept up into one of her thighs. Oh yeah, her thigh.

She glanced down at it and saw dark red gushing from it. The large animal bite that adorned it spread from her pelvis to her knee. The scar was going to be so very deep.

Despite her bodily pain, she kept running. She stepped on rocks, twigs, anything that layed on her unplanned path. She could feel bruises on her arms and stomach, but absolutely nothing would stop her. She had to leave this forest now.

It's kind of crazy how the place that was once her home could convert to something so terrifying. She used to feel at peace here; comforted by the trees that shielded her from the blind eye. But now, she feared what was lurking behind each branch; paranoid that someone was following her, but why would they? They had no use for her anymore.

A loud crack rumbled through the silent forest.

A storm was coming.

Oh, just my luck.

Fate, however, was on her side. She finally reached the edge of the forest, but stopped before her foot passed the border. She glanced around until she was met with the sight of two men. They seemed to be doing a weird dance; synchronized all the way down to their crouched knees. They wore deep brown clothes and the older one seemed to be injured as his shoulder was wrapped tightly with white bandages.

Y/n gazed down at her body. Spirits....

She forgot that she wasn't wearing any clothes. These human traditions seem to constantly slip her mind.

The old, wooden house a few feet across the sand was going to be her place to rest, but it seemed that the two men were camping there. And she definitely cannot confront them naked.

Maybe she could steal some clothes and find somewhere else to rest?

Yes, that would have to do.

While the boy's backs were turned, Y/n rushed into the cottage and tiptoed on the wooden floors. If they creaked, that'd be it for her. She grabbed the first bag she saw and ruffled through it. There was a pouch of money... a blue mask... Aha! A shirt! It was the same shade of brown that the two men wore and was extremely long.

When she threw the shirt over her head, she didn't notice how crowded her area was. Her foot moved slightly and knocked over a tea cup. It's shrill clinking made Y/n pause in fear. Maybe they didn't hear it...?

She was so so so wrong.

The two men made it inside the house at an astonishing speed. They held their arms at a threatening angle and had fierce looks on their faces. On the left was the old, injured one from earlier. He was chubby and shorter than the other man, and looked as if he was analyzing her whole life.

The one on the right was young and angry. He had a scar etched into the skin around his left eye. Y/n could only picture the pain he had gone through before it healed.

Well, the injury on her leg didn't really leave much of it to the imagination. But still.

Luckily, the shirt was long enough to cover most of her; it ended at around the middle of her thigh. She kept glancing between the two men, waiting for them to say something or attack her. The young one looked like he was going to kill her if she even twitched, so Y/n decided to keep still and wait for their first move.

The older one finally seemed to notice her blood covered leg and lowered his arms.

"You are hurt," he declared as he looked at the boy. "We must help her."

"No! She's trying to steal our stuff." Then the boy looked at the girl straight in the eyes. "Who are you and why are you here?"

"Now now, you never ask a traveler for their story, nephew. It'll come with time." The old man took a step toward Y/n and she flinched, trying to decide if she could make a run for it. "I'm just going to go through my bag to find my bandages, so I can wrap your wounds... and make you some tea!"

His bright, welcoming smile calmed Y/n and she walked backwards until her back hit the wall. The boy was still glaring at her while his uncle put a kettle on the fire.

Wait, was that fire always there? I swear it wasn't...

She didn't have much time to dwell on it as the old man patted the floor next to him; a signal for her to sit.

Y/n slowly walked over and sat down. She tried to bend her legs, but only managed to do so with the non injured one. The boy's uncle hummed as he took in her injuries.

"Lee, can you go and fetch me a bucket of water?"

The boy, Lee, presumably, was still watching the girls every movement. It almost seemed like he never blinked.

"Lee... LEE!"

Finally, he looked at his uncle in confusion.

"What?"

"Can you get me some water? I need to wash all this blood."

It seemed like Lee finally took in the severity of the girl's injury. He looked pale at the sight of the blood dripping onto the floor. He nodded his head and ran out to get his uncle's request.

"I'm terribly sorry for my nephew, he doesn't take too kindly to strangers." The old man smiled again. "I'm Mushi and that was Lee."

Y/n nodded her head in acknowledgement. "I'm Y/n."

"Hmm... I've never heard that name before, but it's beautiful nonetheless!"

Y/n cursed herself silently. How could she forget that her name wasn't... normal here with the humans. She could've made up one on the spot, like Jin or something.

Finally, Lee came back with a bucket of water. He hauled it over to his uncle, who had a cloth ready to be drenched. Mushi started to clean the blood around and on the wound; an action that made Y/n hiss out in pain. She bit tightly onto her hand to make sure no other noises would escape her. Mushi had an apologetic look on his face as he grabbed the white bandages off the floor. Knowing that the worst was over, she took a deep breath to relax.

"I was... bit by an animal." Y/n whispered.

Both of the men looked up in surprise; they probably weren't expecting her to answer a question they hadn't even asked.

"There's no animals around here that would leave a bite that harsh," Lee said with mistrust dripping from his words.

...there actually is. Like a lot.

Before she could correct him, Mushi intervened.

"What my nephew meant to say was: we're terribly sorry you had to go through that. Please, rest here for the night. A storm is coming and it's not best for travel."

Y/n paused. Stay here?

Well, this would give her time to process everything.

"Thank you so much. I hope that I can repay your kindness one day." Y/n bowed her head slightly.

Lee looked like he wanted to protest this, but one look from Mushi shut him up.

"No need. Your company is payment enough!" Mushi laughed as he waved his hand.

Y/n smiled back at the old man gratefully as he finished wrapping her wound. She is fortunate to have come across this pair. Well, one of them at least.

"Mushi, may I talk to you? Outside?" Lee whispered to his uncle.

Mushi and Lee walked out of the cabin and talked quietly. Y/n tried to listen in, but the sound of the pouring rain drowned out their voices. Huh, it's raining.

Y/n crawled to the corner of the room farthest from the fire and supplies. She hadn't realized it, but she was exhausted from today. Soon she found herself drifting slowly off to sleep, but her mind was still restless.

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Y/n leaned on all four of her legs. Her fur was slicked back from the mud on the ground. The entire pack was surrounding her and her opponent; a tight circle being formed.

She looked at her brothers who were at the edge of the circle. They were equally as wounded as her, covered in mud, blood, and cuts. She met one of their eyes and he looked away; what was he shameful of? He's safe.

Y/n didn't even bother to glance at her parents. She already knew the disappointment and anger that would leak from their expression into her soul. She instead decided to focus on her opponent.

It was her sister. Born from the same litter, carried by the same mother, Ayano was her blood through and through. They grew up together, played together, and broke rules together. They were almost inseparable before this moment.

But oh, this moment had changed everything.

Ayano's eyes were dark. They held murder inside of them and seemed to bleed into the snarl that adorned her mouth. Her gray fur was just as matted as the rest of the fighters, but she was still Y/n's beautiful, compassionate sister. How, oh how, could these traditions put sisters against one another?

Their father howled and it caused the whole pack to follow his lead.

The signal to begin the duel.

Y/n could not fight her sister. She wasn't exactly sure if she could win, but she definitely didn't want to find out. This was her blood.

So instead of jumping at Ayano, she bowed her head. Her front arms bent to show her surrender.

She half expected Ayano to do the same, or show at least a sliver of mercy. But she didn't. Instead, she released a low growl that said: fight me, you coward.

Then, Ayano pounced with her teeth barred and her claws -

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"Hey... Hey, wake up."

She opened her eyes and shot up in panic. Unfortunately, Lee was way closer than she thought and her head slammed into his. They both groaned out in pain and Y/n laid back on the floor to sooth her pounding head.

"Sorry, you just scared me," she groaned out.

Lee had a hand to his forehead and one eye was closed. "Whatever, just put these pants on and then come outside. Uncle wants to talk."

He through to trousers at her face then walked out the door, grumbling slightly.

Y/n was still catching her breath from the memory. It seemed like such a long time ago, yet it was only yesterday. Her hand drifted to her bandages; the blood had peeked through slightly, but nothing major. Who would've known that yesterday's Y/n would be so different from today's?

She slipped on the brown pants that Lee gave her and rolled up the bottom of them. It was obviously Lee's clothes and they were far too big for her. Then she saw a clean bucket of water a few feet away with a cloth on the side. They must've left it for her.

Y/n cleaned up her face and arms to her best ability. She didn't feel the best, but she felt better.

Then she walked outside to meet the fresh air and welcoming rays of sun. They beamed down on her skin; warming her flesh and a small part of her soul. Was this going to be the happiest she could be? Hopefully not.

Y/n looked off to the right and saw the two men sitting around a fire. They probably moved it out here so she could sleep better. The ground was still a little soggy as she walked towards the duo, but it still beat the pebbles she walked on before.

Mushi greeted her with a smile and a soft "good morning." Lee, on the other hand, was staring at her very attentively. When she met his gaze, his eyes formed a glare and a light blush spread across his cheeks. He looked away sharply towards the fire.

"I've made some more tea, since you didn't get to drink any last night," Mushi said as he poured her some.

Y/n bowed her head and accepted the cup. She took a seat near Mushi and sipped her tea.

Mmm this is so good!

She just about chugged the rest of her beverage; an action that would been embarrassing if she wasn't so thirsty. Mushi kindly gave her more and watched as she drank it slower.

"So," the uncle started, "Lee and I talked and we decided to offer you a ride to the nearest town."

Y/n's eyes widened as she heard his words.

"No, please, it's fine! You've already done so much for me, I can't accept this."

"Of course you can!" Mushi exclaimed. Then, he leaned close to Y/n to whisper, "and maybe we can think of a way to get Lee to smile on the way there."

She giggled and looked at Lee, who was glaring at the two of them with his tea cup gripped tightly in his hand.

Ok, maybe she'll stay with them just a little bit longer. Just a little.

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I'm not a furry I'm not a furry I'm not a furry

Things will make more sense in the next chapter!

I'm probably gonna update once a week, so let me know if you wanna be tagged or something <3

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🛹 Bet; Gintoki Sakata (Sportember #012)

📑 Table of Contents | ⚾ Challenge Post

Genre: Fluff

Word Count: 1,157

Pairing: Reader x Gintoki

World: Gintama

Prompt: Bet

Sport: Skateboarding

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You scowled as you picked up the broom, angrily sweeping the floor of the bar as you grumbled under your breath. Your mother, Ayano Terada, or better known as Otose, had just lectured you again about growing up and helping out around the bar, but the last thing you wanted was to be stuck indoors when you could be outdoors practicing your new craft. Summer would soon come to an end and the skateboarding tournament would soon begin, but instead of honing your craft, you were stuck inside cleaning.

Skateboarding is a sport that the Amanto brought with them upon their invasion of the earth and it’s all about performing tricks on a wooden board with four wheels. You instantly fell in love with it, finding it to be so freeing and exciting, but your mother did not approve. She thought it was stupid and dangerous, which it certainly could be. You had experienced your fair share of injuries since picking up the sport but, in your opinion, it was completely worth it.

Not only that, but you had made a bet with one of the Amanto that was also entering the tournament – if he placed higher than you, even by one point, you would have to give up the sport altogether, which you most definitely had no intention of doing. On the other hand, if you scored higher than him, he would have to reward you with tacos everyday for a month, which his wallet would not be happy about.

The door slid open and Gintoki stumbled into the bar, looking quite pale. His grape-colored eyes met yours and you sighed, knowing exactly what he wanted. You set the broom handle against the wall before heading into the kitchen to prepare his chocolate parfait, his most favored treat. When you returned, you found him sitting in the booth, his head tilted back as he tried to ignore the droning of your mother who was going on and on about the rent he owned.

You set the parfait on the table in front of him, meeting his eyes again, which softened when they locked onto your own.

“Y/N, don’t coddle him!” Otose scolded. “You know he can’t pay for it.”

Rolling your eyes, you picked up the broom again. “Take it out of my paycheck, then.”

She sighed heavily, shaking her head. “I will never understand why you spoil this idiotic man-child.”

Your eyes shifted to meet his once more and he grinned around the spoon, his face regaining some of its lost color. Honestly, you didn’t really understand it, either, but you enjoyed spoiling him. It made you feel happy to do so.

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When night finally fell, you carefully snuck downstairs, bumping into various objects because of the darkness that covered the bar. You also forgot about the creaky floorboard in the middle of the room and when your foot landed upon it, you winced at the loud sound that echoed throughout the empty space, holding your breath. You strained your ears for a moment, listening for any sign that your mother had been awoken by the sound, but the building remained silent and you slowly released the breath that you had been holding.

The door was now within your reach, fingers just brushing the handle when the door was slid open.

Gintoki’s eyes widened a bit, not expecting to find you standing just inside the door, but then he chuckled. “Sneaking out? The old hag won’t be happy about this.”

You gently pushed him backward so you could step outside, sliding the door closed behind you. “Yeah, well, it’s the only way I can breathe.”

“Where are you going?” His hands found your hips, lower lip slightly jutting outward. “To see a guy?”

The corners of your lips tugged upward, amusement within your eyes as you started toward the alley beside the bar. “Oh, are you jealous~?”

His eyes followed yours as you tugged at one of the bricks in the wall of the building next door. “No man is good enough for you.”

“Not even you?” You wondered when the brick gave way, revealing a cubby just big enough to store the skateboard. You glanced at him as you pulled it out before replacing the brick.

“Especially not me.”

You hummed, bringing your hand up to the nape of his neck to play with the soft, baby blue curls. “That’s a shame.” You reveled in the way his eyelids lowered, plump lips parting. A smirk came to your lips as you leaned forward, lips ghosting over his. “You’re such a gorgeous man, Gin.” And then you pulled away, brushing past him to leave the alley.

Gin leaned back against the wall, head lowered so that his bangs covered his eyes. He loved you so much, wanted you in his arms, but he knew he was bad for you. You deserved someone better, someone without debt and with a steady job so that they could provide for you the way that you deserved.

“Oi,” you stepped back in front of the alley, brow raised. “I’m gonna be late for the meeting. Let’s go.”

He frowned, ignoring the flutter of his heart as he gave you a bored look, sticking his pinky into his ear to appear as if he couldn’t care less. “Why are you telling me?”

You chuckled, closing the distance between you so that you could grab his wrist, tugging him toward the end of the alley. “I thought that would have been obvious. I want you there.”

Gintoki’s heart fluttered, a barely visible strip of pink stretching across his cheeks. “I’ll drive you there… for a chocolate parfait.”

“Ooh, I know the perfect place! They’re open all night and they taste amazing.”

“No.”

“No?” You cocked your head to the side, watching as he sat himself on the scooter. He looked in the opposite direction, his voice barely above a whisper. “The ones you make… those are the best.”

Warmth and pride filled you, a smile coming to your lips as you stepped closer, wrapping your arms around his neck. The smell of his strawberry scented shampoo was sweet when you inhaled and you could feel his body tensing up. “My cute little Gin, I will make you chocolate parfaits for the rest of your life if that’s what you want.”

He wanted to protest, but the thought of you being in his life until death had his heart racing a mile a minute. His large hand came to rest upon your arm and he allowed himself to lean back against you. The three words he wanted to say so badly were on the tip of his tongue, burning like hot coals as they graced his lips, but he swallowed them down.

That was fine, though, because even if he didn’t speak them aloud, you knew what rested upon his heart because the same three words rested upon your own.

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Quick question: Which villain/hero is which character? I've just started to read your AU (It's flipping amazing BTW), but sometimes I keep forgetting who is who 'cause of the secret identities and all. 😅

I’m glad you like it pal, and no problem: (real name; super power)

Tell me if I forgot anybody. Other villains and heroes will be added if they appear in the story. Sorry this is so long,

Things to note: Jack and Mark are Jackieboy Man and Silver Shepherd because it seemed weird to not make them superheroes. All the Sides used to be Thomas before he was broken apart. I want to add in Lixian, Gabe, and Mika but don’t know how to yet and I don’t want to throw them in haphazardly because they deserve better than that.

*Heroes: (aka the Coalition of Heroes which include some of the Iplier’s, most of the Septics, and half of the Sides)

-The Silver Shepherd (it’s Mark Fischbach; super strength, flight, invulnerability)

-Jackieboy Man (Seán McLoughlin; super speed, X-ray vision, keen hearing, super agility)

-Detective Abe Lauer (Detective Abe; unwillingly and occasionally displaced in time, unable to die)

-Dr. Edward Iplier and Dr. Henrik von Schneeplestein (the don’t have a secret identity; cynicism, medical knowledge)

-Marvin the Magnificent (this is his secret identity because he doesn’t go by his real name; magic, alchemist)

-Bro Average (Chase Brody, immaculate accuracy)

-J.J (Jameson Jackson; time manipulation)

-Gatling (Bob Muyskens; summons impenetrable barriers)

-The Drowned Man (Wade Barnes; hydrokinesis)

-UFO (Amy Nelson; flight)

-Blank (Ethan Nestor; aura dampening, invisibility)

-Robbie the Zombie (Robert Gravesly; zombie, super strength, undead)

-Captain Morality (Patton Sanders; emotional manipulation)

-Logic (Logan Sanders; super intelligence)

-Prince Creativity (Roman Sanders; object summoning, powers based in creativity)

-Anxiety (Virgil Sanders; fear manipulation, manifestation of fears)

-Nate (Nathan Sharp; bard, he strengths and deplores people with music, turning reality into a music video)

-Bing (doesn’t use a secret identity; AI unit, super intelligence, nanites)

-Oliver (Google Yellow; AI unit, super intelligence, nanites, humanity)

-The Host (formerly Arthur Isaacs, the Author; realty manipulation through narration)

-King of the Squirrels (Kaylor Kingston; animal telepathy)

-Explosion Boy (Eric Derekson; explosions from his fingertips)

-Yellow Tape (Randall Voorhees)

-Captain Magnum (doesn’t use a secret identify; he’s a 10ft tall pirate)

*Allies:

-Mayor Damien Mood (Dark, yes he finds their trust hilarious)

-Yancy Times (doesn’t use a secret identity, doesn’t want to be a bad guy; manipulating people when he sings)

-the Jims (RJ, CJ, all of them work for both sides; crazy hive mind)

-The DA (Y/N; is the viewer)

*Villains:

-Dark (Damien and Celine Doom, the Entity; void aura, magic, undying)

-Wilford Warfstache (William J. Barnum, other identities; manipulation of the meta, void manipulation, plot armor)

-Anti (glitch demon; dominion over electronics, void manipulation)

-Mare (music demon; sound manipulation)

-Google (doesn’t use an alias; AI unit, super intelligence, nanites)

-Deceit (Janus Sanders; illusions, magic, living lie detector)

-The Duke (Remus Sanders; object summoning, powers based in creativity)

-Orange (too lazy to use an alias; tbd when Thomas announces him)

-Ed Edgar (does not use a real alias; no known superpowers)

-Bim Trimmer (does not use alias; slight void aura, slight inhuman strength, cannibal)

-Yandere (Yan Ayano; summons weaponry from hammer space)

-Illinois Jones (does not use an alias; uncanny luck, luck and probability manipulation)