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angelgoeslewd · 2 months
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White Lies. [Prologue.]
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🔮 summary: becoming Fyodor’s house-spouse is a trial.
⚠️ warnings: unhealthy relarionship dynamics. this excerpt is SFT, there will be more in this series that will not be. please read accordingly with attention to the warnings.
📝 a/n: this got away from me … these were supposed to be headcanons 😰 yes i have more planned. this is only the beginning.
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The relationship between you and Fyodor began as a mutually beneficial agreement. Fitting, for one as conniving as him and as cornered as you, but odd, considering his... allure.
It was easy to consider him "out of your league." His status outweighed yours by a fair amount and this didn't even weigh in his looks or platinum tongue, his bank account alone probably tipped the scales in your favor. But your... situation was rare, one that worked in his own interests.
As the eldest of a well-to-do family, you knew, knew from an early age you would be expected to marry. Expected to give up any life and passions you had to seek the hand of someone who elevated your family's status. And as the days passed by, your days filled with schooling and artistic pursuits, the arraignment of your betrothal was a closer and closer possibility. Every leaf that fell on the cold stone pathway of your college campus seemed like just another reminder of the time that was slipping through your fingers.
That was why you saw him as an opportunity. When your friend offhandedly gushed that The Fyodor Dostoevsky was seeking, "a fair person of good standing and kind graces to accompany him in his quest for comfortability and tranquility," (which sounded like something straight out of a Jane Austen novel, for God's sake) at your coffee date and how exciting the possibility was, your desperation got the better of you. You tried not to hope, tried not to let your wretched attempt, your last-ditch effort of securing your own freedom seep into your voice as you asked her for more details, wondering if she heard it, wondering if she saw your hand shake as you lifted your cup to your mouth and she peered at you, questioningly. Thankfully, she asked nothing and simply divulged in full.
You found yourself at the meeting hall in question 5 minutes late, on the date of the supposed event. Her information was true, as you quickly found out, entering the hall to be met with a crowd of every type of people from every corner of your school. All ages were there, young, older, older, to meet Mr. Dostoyevsky. People who had colored hair, people who were draped in jewels, people who had neither of either and looked like simple office workers. They gave you a number when you checked in at the booth, a simple white ticket with nothing but black ink printed on it in a large font. You tucked it into your bag and finding nowhere to sit, you subtly made your way outside to wait.
Sitting on a small brick wall, separating you from a small flower bed, you were near enough to hear any instruction, but far enough from the crowd to not be bothered. You took out your latest novel, began to read, and waited.
And waited.
And waited.
It only took about half an hour for you to notice people streaming out of the building; some with red faces, others in open tears. Concerned, you shifted on your seat, wondering if this was really worth it. But you made no move to comfort the people, nor did you move to leave. You knew, subconsciously, you had no other choice.
Eventually, your number was called, and you grabbed your things hastily, walking into the building and suddenly hitting the nicely warmed air. You didn't even realize how cold it was outside, your mind was lost in the book you held. Your fingers were thankful, still red from the cold, but it felt almost uneasy inside, with only a couple people left and nothing but the company of the sound of your shoes hitting the floor as you made your way to the man who beckoned you. The people left -- a woman with beautifully coiffed hair, lined with jewels and fur; a man in a dark blue, wrinkle-free suit and slicked-back hair; a person with shortly cut hair and a long, cotton skirt, colored with natural dyes, all smiled at your sympathetically.
The pit in your stomach dropped further. But you continued without skipping a beat of your thumping heart.
The room you entered was barren. There was nothing but a dimly lit table, even the lights were turned down, somehow, something that didn't seem possible at your meager campus. The table legs were dark wood, cut off halfway by a simple, white, linen tablecloth. Nothing was on the table. But there he sat. The dark, imposing figure of Fyodor Dostoyevsky.
He eyed you quietly as you sat down in the chair across from him and thanked the man leading you to what felt like your social downfall. The simple act felt much sinister than it was. You leaned down to place your bag next to the side of your chair, then sat up straight and faced the man who held your future in his cards.
“It is nice to meet you, Лисичка.” Russian. You didn’t know Russian. His accent was thick and heavy, but his voice was soft and gentle, reminiscent of new footprints on soft, powdered snow.
“The honor is mine, Mr. Dostoyevsky.” You reached your hand out, across the table, to greet him, and a gloved hand appeared from below to grab yours. His other one then followed, covering your own, something much more intimate than needed in such a place, and something that would be scolded by your father. You introduced yourself, then pulled your hand back as quickly as social niceties would allow.
“Tell me, Лисичка, what brings a person as lovely as yourself here today?”
You took a deep breath. At that simple request, your mouth dried. Your honesty was preferable, but the rules in this scenario didn’t allow for such dark and bleak hardships to be shared to someone you had barely just met. That wasn’t proper. Nor would you expect him to care. You wouldn’t want him to either. This was your burden to carry, not his. You didn’t want his pity or his sympathy for your plight. It left a bad taste in your mouth to even think such thoughts. It might bring a bad look to your family if you shared such feelings openly, which, neither you nor they, needed to deal with at this time. But you also had a feeling that he would know if you lied to him, and besides, that wasn’t a look you wanted for yourself, either. With being dealt such a bad hand, you decided to take a bigger risk than you ever had in your life.
“Mr. Dostoyevsky.”
“Please, Родна́я, call me Fyodor. We are equals at this table.”
You didn’t mean it to, but a small laugh escaped your lips. His lips flickered down for a small, almost indeterminable moment, and his eyebrows raised at your presumptuousness. “With all due respect. We will never be equals. Even if I sit at this table permanently. Even if you choose me. There will never be a time you and I will be equals. And I accept that.”
He tilted his head in what seemed like approval, leaning back in his chair, crossing his legs, and gesturing lithely for you to continue. You, on the other hand, leaned forward, placing your hands on the cold linen, careful not to shift the cloth, but enough to make this obvious that the next piece of conversation was for you and him only. “Mr. Dostoyevsky. You can fool all those people out there if you want, but you can’t fool me. You need something — not someone, something. To gain, to escape — I honestly could not care what it is.” His face did not shift, staying the same as when you started. “I need something too. Right now, what I need, if you even care, the protection of your attention. Nothing else. Not your money, not your feelings, just the fact that you are with me. I don’t want to know what you gain from this, but I do know that you need me too. This situation would benefit both of us.”
He was quiet for a while after your spiel, letting the weight of your words sink and settle into the corners of the room as he gazed at you. You swear you saw his jaw set as he sat there, and you tried your best not to lick your lips nervously. Then his hand, which had been clasped in his lap, inched onto the table. A small bell which had escaped your notice was rung. The man from before slinked into the room. You felt ill. Did you read the situation wrong? Was it just like the bell, some innocuous thing that slipped your attention?
“Anton.” He called firmly. It was an order. If it wasn’t so cold, you would be sweating. “Tell the others to leave. I have found my company.”
The relief you felt was almost orgasmic. A breath you didn’t know you were holding was released, and your lungs sang. As the man left, Fyodor leaned forward to meet you. “I normally don’t appreciate such direct accusations,” he said, softly. “But I can appreciate a keen eye and a person who knows how to dance between truth and dishonesty. That is what I am seeking.”
He, himself, seemed to be teetering on the brink of honesty with you. But you felt like you had already pushed your luck for the day and said nothing. He could tell you felt something, but waved it off. “Think no more on it. I will only require you to do that with warning.” It was phrased like a joke, but again, that feeling of somehow being lied to and being told the honest truth sat with you. You tried to push it off and do as you were told. “The movers will fetch your things. You must be reinvented if you are to be seen with me.”
With that, Fyodor Dostoyevsky got up and left you sitting there. Alone, in a dimly lit room, with nothing but yourself. A situation you would find yourself in time and time again before everything changed.
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HI BABYGIRL CAN I HAVE PURPLE HEATHER AND ZINNIA + LOUISA?? 🫣🫣🫣🫣
Purple Heather - “Solitude, admiration, beauty”, Zinnia - “Thinking of you, sentimentality” + Louisa
 -> Of course bro. This took a while, but it is finally here. Do enjoy dear Maki!
 -> Genre: Fluff!
 -> Song: In a Sentimental Mood - Sonny Rollins
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In the midst of night Louisa finds herself at her desk, earnestly attempting to pen a love letter. She sits in candlelight, a steaming cup of tea to her right and an expression of anxiety upon her countenance. She thumbs at the paper; delicate cream with intricate patterns along the border and an air of elegance that - even in the dim light - looks nothing short of gorgeous. It is for that reason she had chosen it, there would be none better for its duty (though in truth there were many before it, and Louisa is certain that there will be many more to come before the night is through).
She goes to grab her quill, picking it up and placing it on the paper before stopping herself, doubt creeping into her mind. This letter is important, perhaps the most important one she will ever write, for it is an admittance of her everlasting love for you, a being who she adores with everything in her, whose very presence captivates and moves her in a way none other ever has. Louisa feels herself grow faint for what she hopes is the last time tonight, the notion that she should ruin it all and make a fool of herself coiling around her heart. 
Louisa will blame it on the candles and night, for the former has never been pleasant to write in and the latter has almost passed, leaving her tired, dreary, and far too easy to succumb to ill feelings. Yet despite this she resolves to continue anyway, mustering up the courage to put the quill to use once more before doing so, allowing herself to turn her thoughts to you and the feelings she possesses, both past and present. 
She thinks and writes in a disjointed manner, penning things as they come to her. The outing you two went on last week; a visit to a quaint little cafe followed by a walk in the park, and how she had spent the entire evening fighting the urge to hold your hand in hers. An almost timid admission that she wants to spend her future with you, written smaller than everything else. Your first meeting a week before the departure of The Guild to Japan, in which she remembers every detail, and with some embarrassment she admits that the first time you two locked eyes she knew she would fall in love. The advice Francis had given her in regards to courting, leading to a long detailed paragraph concerning him, what he thinks about you, and what a mess he’s made of his finances with his ceaseless bargain hunting before Louisa realises that she’s gone off track and returns to her feelings, more at ease than when she started.
The quill flows along the page easier now, stopping only when Louisa’s attention is placed on her tea or the softness of the moonlit sky, a gentle white that slowly turns to even softer pinks as the morn starts to show itself, coming out of hiding to greet Louisa with it’s quiet encouragement. It fills her with confidence and so with a subtle joy playing on her countenance and a lightness to her being she finishes the final line, a simple “could I be your girlfriend?” before signing the letter with her name, a slight timidness returning to her at the last letter before she lets out a sigh. Tired but diligent eyes re-read over it again and again before she concludes that it’s - dare she say - perfect. Louisa lets out a satisfied huff, allowing the ink to dry fully before folding the page and as delicately as she can it’s put in an envelope - one of the same cream and patterns - to be sealed with wax. 
It’s placed to the side for a moment, Louisa turning her attention to the desk drawers before producing a soft pink box. She opens it to reveal the contents of home baked biscuits, and upon realising that everything is in order she stands, mustering the last of her courage before exiting the room and making her way through The Guilds halls with ease, dropping by your room unnoticed before returning to her own with a mix of anxiety and giddiness settling in her heart.
It has been done, her feelings to be revealed as soon as the letter is read and Louisa simply cannot wait until she sees you next.
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Ao3
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chuuyrr · 1 year
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I saw the baby fushiguro ask box open and I got so excited! I’ve read every fic you put out (crossover or jkk world) and I can’t stop coming back to reread them!
Feel free to ignore this request because it probably gets tiring writing for that more than Gojo! Reader, but what if, and hear me out, baby fushiguro reader tried to go to the Bungo Stray Dogs universe, but accidentally ended up in the Beast! AU. If you haven’t read the Beast! AU, that’s perfectly fine! Like I said feel free to ignore this
Alternative idea though, baby fushiguro meets the hunting dogs (in honor of season four coming out in a few months)
As a fellow student, make sure you’re taking care of yourself and prioritizing your health, both physical and mental. If you don’t, you’ll make baby fushiguro reader upset (and we don’t want that). Have a great day!
scarlet witch! baby fushiguro! reader goes to BEAST! AU of bsd
jujutsu kaisen x reader x bungo stray dogs
masterlist of the series
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╰➤ CW(s): major spoilers for bungo stray dog's beast manga, angst & the most detailed shit i've written in a long while that i have also may or may not have cried to while writing : )
╰➤ PAIRING(s): platonic! bungo stray dogs x child! reader
╰➤ SONG SUGGESTION(s): good parts by le serrafim
before you read: hi, in case you're new, you're megumi's younger half-sibling, and while you don't have cursed energy, you do have scarlet witch's powers and abilities! aside from that, as a special scarlet witch variant, you also have the ability to travel across the multiverse. how chaotic! furthermore, like your half-brother megumi, you are being cared for by gojo satoru, who also serves as your adoptive father. for more info, please see the masterlist.
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being a multiversal being of sorts, you were aware of the vast range of universes that existed. however, you've never been to this particular alternative universe of bsd before, not until now. you made use of your dimensional travel ability and ripped through the seams of reality to see dazai and the others.
as usual when you entered the red portal you conjured, you were greeted with the ever familiar streets and atmosphere of yokohama. you immediately ran towards the reddish-brown brick building, climbing the stairs until you reached the fourth floor, and twisted and pushed the door open.
however, as soon as you stepped inside, you were immediately greeted by naomi who was near the door, carrying a stack of paper. you smiled and immediately wrapped your tiny arms around her to greet her, "naomi-nee!"
naomi's eyes widened, gasping softly in surprise at you and nearly dropping her papers, "h-hi?"
just as naomi was about to question you, you released her and ran deeper inside, only to find dazai missing. in fact, kyouka and atsushi were also gone, but what you discovered made you pale. your eyes widened as you stared at the familiar tall man with dark brown eyes, short reddish-brown hair, and a beige brown coat.
"odasaku-san?" you muttered, blinking.
before you could respond further, you felt a hand pat your head, prompting you to look up and notice kunikida staring down at you.
"what are you doing here, kid? how did you get in here?" he asked you with furrowed brows.
"uncle kunikida!" you exclaimed, gently removing his hand from your head and approaching him to hug his legs.
"me? an u-uncle?!" kunikida stammered in embarrassment with a bright red blush spreading across his face as he gazed down at you with wide eyes.
"since when did you become an uncle, kunikida-kun?" that was ranpo's voice.
turning around, you, kunikida, and odasaku saw ranpo, junichiro, yosano, kenji, and, to your surprise, akutagawa himself entering the office.
"i-i don't know this kid!" kunikida exclaimed, motioning at you, causing you to make a puzzled noise and tilt your head to the side, "she just appeared and hugged me!"
"you... don't remember me?" you asked, frowning as you looked up at kunikida.
"certainly not, kid," kunikida sighed, adjusting his glasses as he turned to the others.
you then cast a glance at akutagawa, and you can't help but be perplexed. what exactly is he doing here with odasaku? he appeared to be different. instead of the usual terrifying stoic expression on his face. he just simply had a blank expression on his face and was dressed in a gray overcoat, a black button-up, gray suspenders and tie, and dark calf-length pinstripe trousers that reminded you of both dazai and atsushi. for some reason, akutagawa appeared less agitated, or tamer, than usual
"aku-nii?" you muttered, blinking as you turned back to odasaku, "what's going on? why are aku-nii and odasaku-san here?"
"how do you know our names?" akutagawa questioned you, stiffening up at your words.
"akutagawa's right, who are you?" naomi nodded in agreement as she asked you next.
"i'm fushiguro [name]. i've come here before.. you guys know me.. should know me.." you explained, releasing kunikida's pant leg as you fiddled with your fingers, "but you guys don't.."
"are you saying we've met before?" yosano asked softly, tilting her head at you and placing a hand on her hip.
"yes! dazai-nii brought me here with sushi-nii and uncle kunikida!" you nodded, eliciting gasps and surprised looks from everyone in the room.
"who's 'dazai?'"
at that moment, a pierce of gray fabric had made its way towards you, but your reflexes kicked in and your eyes glowed red as red psionics held it in mid-air, much to everyone's surprise, preventing it from touching you.
"you're an ability user," junichiro gasped.
"where's dazai-nii?" you asked this time, your brow furrowed as you let go of the gray fabric that had shot out of akutagawa's coat, "why is he not here? why don't you like him?"
"I asked first, kid. who is he?" akutagawa grew irritated as he sent more tendrils of fabric from his coat towards you, but this time, odasaku had blocked each of them, standing protectively in front of you.
"akutagawa, that's not how you interrogate a child," oda exclaimed, using the metal ruler he stole from kunikida's desk to block akutagawa's attacks on you.
"dazai-nii is my dazai-nii. he was the one who protected me together with uncle kunikida when i saved sushi-nii from the bad guys!" you answered, getting annoyed as well as the red glow in your eyes dissipated.
"where's dazai-nii, odasaku-san? and why are you here? you're.. you're supposed to be..." you frowned as you looked up at oda, taking a hold of his pant leg and tugging at it.
"supposed to be what?" oda held a concerned yet confused look towards you.
you couldn't even mention it to him. instead, your lips trembled as tears streamed down your cheeks. he was supposed to be no longer alive. you were going to say that, but you couldn't. akutagawa is also not supposed to be at the agency. it's as if he took the place of atsushi. in fact, if you think about it, odasaku replaced dazai and kyouka was out of the picture.
"o-oh no! h-hey, kid! d-don't cry!" junichiro waved his hands in the air, "hey!"
"kid?" odasaku asked, watching you clench the fabric of his pant leg as you teared up.
everything was getting to you. what was going on here? why didn't they recognize you? why were they acting this way when you mentioned dazai? you didn't understand it at all.
"i want dazai-nii! where is dazai-nii?" you cried out, releasing a repulsive red energy created by your psionics. it shook the entire building and nearly sent everyone flying away from you, similar to a shockwave and earthquake.
as everyone shielded themselves and clung to strudy office furniture. ranpo took advantage of the situation by placing his glasses on the bridge of his nose with his free hand before staring at you, and that's when he realized what was going on.
"the one you're looking for is in the port mafia headquarters," ranpo exclaimed, dissipating the immense psionic energy in the air and reducing your cries to sniffling.
"he's there?" you asked, your tantrums subsiding as you cast a hopeful glance at him.
"yes, he's there," ranpo nodded firmly at you.
without another word, you activated your red psionics once more, but this time you used it to increase your speed as you approached the door. you fled the armed detective agency's office, with akutagawa chasing after you, but he was stopped by odasaku and ranpo blocking the door.
"what are you doing? the kid's escaped and they're heading straight to port mafia!" thrashed akutagawa in odasaku's hold.
"that kid wasn't lying when she said she knew all of us. she's someone from another universe who has seen and met our other selves from another universe," ranpo explained.
"alternate universe?" everyone chorused.
"that kid was either that "dazai's" younger sibling or someone close to dazai in the universe she's familiar with, which is why she was looking for him here," ranpo continued, folding his arms, "and if we didn't let her go, she would have most definitely destroyed the building and the entire area. her ability, whatever it is, it's dangerous."
as the detectives were left to mull over you and the existence of the multiverse, you made your way to the port mafia headquarters; a black building that towered over yokohama's ritziest neighborhood, which you were already familiar with. you were quickly stopped by the mafia's subordinates, men in black.
"oi, get out of here! this isn't a place for a child!" one of them yelled, shoving you away.
you ignored them and continued running inside. you yelped in terror, occasionally using your red psionics to boost your speed, but it was draining you as you ran away from the men in black who were chasing you. you closed your eyes and concentrated on feeling and sensing dazai. ranpo said he should be here, and you believe him. he must be here. he has to.
you opened your eyes again as you ran across a fancy high-pile rug fit for a throne room, eventually reaching the corridor after struggling to escape the men in black.
you had gotten a few bruises and scrapes along the way as they were able to catch up to you and snatch you in some cases before fleeing because you were tired. you came to a halt in front of a sturdy double door and realized you were getting close.
you turned around to see the men in black approaching you and yelling at you to stop. "dazai-nii! please open up! it's me, [name]!" you yelled as you returned to the door.
"this is not a place for kids! the boss will be furious when he finds you here, brat!" you cried out in agony as one of them finally caught up to you and grabbed your arm, lifting you in the air and gripping you tightly.
"no! no! dazai-nii, help me!" you cried, tears streaming down your cheeks as you squirmed.
"shut up, brat!" they scowled as another yanked on your hair roughly, "quit your yapping!"
finally, the solid doors that had been closed earlier burst open, revealing a large office with every one of a kind high-end oddity from candlesticks to the desk in the center of the office. the floor and ceiling were black, and it didn't take long for the presence of death to fill the atmosphere when a furious voice boomed,
"LET HER GO AT ONCE, NOW."
when the men in black let you go, you fell to the ground with a thud, whimpering in pain as you fell on your side. you looked up and froze as you saw the men groaning in pain as they were surrounded by a red glow caused by a familiar ginger-haired young man. before you could react, you were suddenly whisked into someone's arms, but it wasn't rough; in fact, you were handled with care.
as you realized who was carrying you, your eyes widened. you recognized his unkempt brown hair and features, but they were bandaged, especially one of his eye. it was dazai, but something was wrong. there was something sinister was emanating from him. his tone was so venomous that it made you tremble.
"i told you to let her go, not drop her. pathetic. you all know what happens next, right? to subordinates who disobey my orders?" he scoffed, gritting his teeth in rage as he drew you closer to his embrace and turned to the other, "get rid of them, chuuya," he said.
"got it, boss," the ginger-haired mafioso nodded before using gravity manipulation on the men in black chasing you to get them all out of your sight as the doors closed, leaving you alone with dazai.
the icy cold tension in the air immediately dissipated. you looked up at the brunet, whose glare had softened as he faced you.
"[name]-chan.." dazai murmured, reaching out his hand to cup your cheek, "it's really you.. you're here.. finally here.."
"dazai-nii..." you found yourself tearing up as you returned his gaze. with that, you burst into tears, causing him to panic a little.
"[name]-chan! it's okay. it's okay, little bella," he said as you buried your face in his neck and gripped the fabric of his clothes. he then rubbed shapes on your back to calm you down, saying, "shhh, they won't hurt you anymore. you're safe now, i promise."
"y-you remember me.. dazai-nii.." you cried out.
"of course i do," dazai's lips curved into a smile as he held you, cradling you, "how could i not?"
"uncle ranpo, uncle kunikida, and the others don't remember me," you explained to dazai, sniffling, "a-also.. odasaku-san and aku-nii were there too, but they don't remember me either.."
when you looked at him, there was an indecipherable expression on his face as his smile faded into a frown. dazai looked down at you, almost lost for words, but before you could open your mouth to speak again, he beat you to it.
"[name]-chan, would you like to go eat lunch with me outside?" your eyes widened slightly as you looked at him puzzledly.
however, you were hungry and exhausted, so something to eat sounded appealing. you nodded, which brought back dazai's smile. just as dazai was about to put you down, he noticed some bruises and scrapes on you, which caused him to come to a halt.
"you're hurt." dazai's eyes, or rather, eye, widened, "fuck, are you alright? are you hurt anywhere else, [name]-chan?"
"no!" you immediately shook your head and waved your hands in the air, "i-i'm okay, really!"
"those bastards deserved what's coming for them. they shouldn't have hurt you," dazai mumbled angrily, clicking his tongue in annoyance, but not towards you.
"huh? what are you talking about, dazai-nii?" you quipped, tilting your head in confusion.
"nothing!" dazai exclaimed with a smile, the dark glaze across his eyes gone, "let me just patch you up and then we'll go out for lunch, okay [name]-chan?" you nodded your head.
dazai sat you on the top of his desk while he called someone from his black phone to come over. it wasn't long before a man dressed similarly to auntie shoko from your house arrived. you quickly recognized him as a doctor and allowed him to treat your bruises and scrapes under the supervision of dazai, and speaking of dazai, you couldn't help but notice how he was staring intently, as if he was waiting for the said man to make one wrong move and he'll beat him up or something.
fortunately, the doctor treated you well and left after bandaging you and acknowledging dazai. with that, you felt much better and more at ease knowing that you had been treated.
"are you ready to go?" dazai inquired, ruffling your hair and softly chuckling. "i guess we kind of match now, too, since your arms have bandages."
"mhm!" you nodded your head as you hummed.
dazai assisted you in getting down from his desk and extended his hand to you, which you gladly accepted. you could see a genuine smile on dazai's face as he peered down at you. he squeezed your much smaller hand with his larger hand almost childishly and innocently.
as you walked down the corridor where you had been chased earlier, you realized that the office you had been to was supposed to be mori's and remembered how you used to play and draw with elise there. mori and elise were nowhere to be found and it made you curious.
as you recognized some of the men in black, you followed dazai and immediately hid behind him, hiding yourself in his long coat. this made dazai reach out for you, saying softly, "hey, hey! it's okay," seeing how scared you were, "they're not going to hurt you. i promise."
dazai thought it was a cute yet nostalgic gesture. with him remembering himself in the canon world, the one you were familiar with, he was reminded of how you gripped him and hid behind his coat when he first met you.
you reluctantly took his hand in yours and squeezed it, but you stayed close to him. you didn't like being chased and yanked away again. dazai's brow furrowed, and his gaze darted towards his subordinates for a moment, glaring, already making a mental note to make sure he gives them a warning so they would never think of hurting you again. you were scared and even tried to deny that you were hurt earlier, and dazai found it unacceptable.
"i got you, [name]-chan. i'm right here with you," dazai reassured you softly as he led you out of the headquarters, squeezing your hand back as a form of comfort.
the port mafia was taken aback as they witnessed their normally intimidating boss soften around you. just who the hell were you, and what did you do to their leader? they had never seen him switch up so quickly before.
outside, you and dazai got into a black car, and to your surprise, dazai had asked the driver to take you to your favorite restaurant in the city—the one he had taken you to before when he heard your stomach growl, much to kunikida protests of him being an irresponsible adult for using you as an excuse to slack off.
when you arrived at the restaurant, you both took a seat at a table, and as soon as the menus were handed to you, dazai asked, "is omurice your order, [name]-chan?"
your eyes widened slightly, but you nodded your head and smiled, "yeah! that one!"
"the little lady will have omurice, and I'll have a plain black coffee," dazai instructed the waiter.
"you must be hungry after getting here," dazai said again after the waiter took your orders.
"yeah.. a little," you nodded your head, a pout on your lips as you rested your chin on your arms, which were flat on the table. "and i had to run too from those scary men in black.."
"i'm so sorry about that, [name]-chan. i'll make sure it doesn't happen again," dazai smiled as he outstretched his hand and gently grasped your hand, giving it a reassuring squeeze.
after that, you became quiet. you had so many questions in your head. something was strange about dazai right now. he was unique. he had this horrible vibe about him. you weren't going to lie, you were a little scared, especially after hearing his murmur and seeing the dark glaze over his eyes earlier.
"is there something wrong, [name]-chan?" dazai inquired, watching your brow furrow as you stared at him, almost deep in thought.
"well, um... it's just that.." you scrunched your brow, not knowing where to begin.
"you're probably wondering why i recognize you and the others don't—that's one of your concerns right now, correct, [name]-chan?" dazai stared at you for a second, blinking before taking a deep breath and sighing.
"this world is just one of many others," dazai explained further, "and of all people, you should know, right? you're fushiguro [name]-chan. you're someone capable of traveling across the multiverse with your reality warping powers, which i can't even nullify."
your eyes widened as you realized what had happened. it was no surprise that the armed detective agency hadn't recognized you earlier, or that akutagawa and odasaku were present but not dazai or atsushi and kyouka. this world was an alternate universe, just like the others you'd visited, with a much older version of yourself as an example. bacause the multiverse is so vast, dazai's world would have alternate universes that similarly to yours.
"but.. if you're not in the armed detective agency with uncle kunikida.. and odasaku-san and aku-nii are there.." you muttered, putting two and two together, "that means they don't know you the same way they don't know me because you're.. you're.."
you closed your mouth. you got your answer the moment you discovered elise and mori missing, as well as the office looking a little different earlier, with dazai wearing the same exact clothes as mori.
"ever the clever little bella. you're not wrong, [name]-chan," dazai exclaimed, intertwining his hands on the table and smiling at you.
"but, why?" you furrowed your brows.
"because it's the only way, [name]-chan," dazai replied as the waiter arrived to bring you your omurice and his black coffee.
"i don't understand.." you exclaimed, frowning at dazai, "what do you mean?"
at first, dazai looked around. fortunately, there were no customers and the waiter had already left, which you found odd, but with that, he returned his attention to you.
"as i previously stated, this world is just one of many, but this world, this is the only one where odasaku lives, [name]-chan."
your eyes widened at the revelation and dropped the spoon you had just picked up.
"you know him. you've seen odasaku's ghost. you even had him and my other self reunite, even if it was only for a brief moment with your power," dazai continued, "and i saw it through my other self's memories."
so he already knows about you in this alternate universe, long before you arrived here. alright, you were getting a little scared now.
"i succeeded the previous boss to gain the advantage, to dedicate my life to protect what could have been," dazai stated calmly as he sipped his coffee, "honestly, i was surprised that you'd come here. i never would have thought, but either way, i'm grateful. this is also one of my universes that doesn't have you."
as dazai grasped your hand, you found yourself crying. you quickly had got a vision of what was going to happen to him because your emotions were amplifying your chaos magic. dazai planned to jump off a building. as you regained your composure, you drew your hand away, panting softly for air to calm yourself down.
"[name]-chan?" dazai stared at you with a baffled look, prompting him to reach out his hand to you to wipe your tears away.
you shook your head and continued to eat the omurice dazai had given you after wiping your tears. dazai frowned but didn't say anything. he just knew you saw something, and he hopes it wasn't about the book with his plan on set, because him knowing three or more people knew would destabilize this world. dazai let you eat your food and paid the bill when you were done. you and dazai got on the black car again, and the ride was quiet, even awkward.
dazai felt guilty seeing your eyes glassy with tears and slightly puffy from crying.
"[name]-chan, would you like to go to the park?"
dazai knows his canon self and his other variants, so it's no surprise that he knew you, and from his canon self's memories, he knows how much you liked to play outside and run, in addition to liking omurice and [favorite food]. dazai has the advantage because he has the book. he can make things work, at least in the best way he knows how. for the time being, what you saw with your witch abilities was the furthest thing from his mind. dazai wished to see you smile and be happy.
when he asked you the question, your eyes seem to light up. as you fiddled with your fingers, you slowly nodded your head. dazai smiled at this and asked the driver to take you to the nearest park in the city.
it was the same one you recognized when you and dazai were dropped and left the car. the same breeze, trees, and ambiance. the only difference was that you weren't with your usual dazai.
"so, what would you like to do first? wanna play zoomies? swing?" dazai questioned, crouching down at your height and ruffling your hair.
"zoomies," just as dazai had expected.
when you ran across the park with dazai—this dazai—it didn't take long for you to start smiling. he'd like to think that being with children was simple. it wouldn't take long for one to smile and laugh as if they hadn't cried or something if you knew how to play the right cards with them. you had so much fun running around and getting to know dazai that you openly suggested what to do next.
"dazai-nii! let's play on the swing next!" you exclaimed, running towards him and excitedly wrapping your tiny arms around his legs.
"alright, alright, little belladonna," dazai chuckled softly at his, giving you a gentle pat on the head, "i'll push you on the swing, okay?"
you spent the entire day with dazai, doing everything from zoomies to swings to slides. dazai's favorite part of the day was you playing with the slides because every time you slid down, he would catch you and pick you up in his arms, just loving the adorable smile and giggle you'd have afterwards. to see you so happy was just nostalgic and music to his ears.
you became tired at the end of the day, and dazai couldn't help but melt when you tugged on his pant leg and made grabby hands for him to pick you up. "up-up.." you said, exhausted.
"come here, [name]-chan," dazai grabbed you and cradled you in his arms, his heart melting as you wrapped your tiny arms around his neck and snuggled up against him. "is little bella tired from playing all day?" he cooed at you.
"mhm..." you nodded tiredly, pressing your face against his neck as you clung to him.
"let's go back, okay?" dazai patted the back of your head as he gently cradled you, "i got you, [name]-chan, feel free to sleep."
as dazai was carrying you to the car, you clenched the fabric of his collar, causing him to hum at you, "hmm? yes, [name]-chan?"
"please don't leave," you muttered quietly, now clutching his fabric even more tightly, almost desperately, as dazai could tell.
"i'm not leaving you, [name]-chan; we're going back to the headquarters together," dazai explained, chuckling at your clinginess.
"no.." you whined softly, "don't go ever."
dazai came to a halt, blinking in confusion. what did you mean when you said he was leaving? he was deep in thought when you spoke up again, saying exactly what he was thinking.
"i don't want you to die, dazai-nii."
dazai had heard you say it before, but it was to his other self, back in the canon world when he got hurt and you went out of your way, risking your life, to get to him at all costs as soon as kunikida mentioned it, even if it meant coming across port mafia.
nonetheless, it caused dazai to freeze. even if you weren't his little sister, niece, or family in this alternate universe, you still thought of him as your "dazai-nii" and cared about him.
you were too kind for your own good.
it made him even more guilty.
"i can't promise you that, [name]-chan," dazai muttered sadly, clutching you tightly in his arms, tears streaming down his cheeks, "which is why i want you to stay here. i'll take care of you like my other self did. you won't have to worry about anything because no one will ever hurt you, and no one from your world will either."
"i can't be with you forever. i have a home to go back to," you said, looking him in the eyes, "but the only way i can promise to be with you is for you to promise me that you won't go. i'll come back to you as many times as i can now that i found you!"
"[name]-chan.." dazai's gaze softened.
"i promise i'll save you, so you won't have to jump off and leave! i'll save this world if i have to even!" you exclaimed determinedly, your eyes glowing red, "i don't know exactly why or how you're doing it, but you're still my dazai-nii, and i know how much odasaku-san means to you."
"but, [name]-chan, i can only do so much," dazai exclaimed. he sounded as if he was about to cry. "odasaku and i are never meant to be together on the same side, but if anything, he deserves to be on the good, so he can become a writer, and me? i have to be on the bad, and the worst as possible.."
"don't you wanna see his works? see him achieve his dreams?" you asked.
"i do, [name]-chan," dazai nodded.
"then, promise me, dazai-nii. you won't ever be alone again," you flashed him a close-eyed smile as you cupped his face in your tiny hands, "i'll come back to you and help you the best i can with my wiggly-woos magic. after all, i did promise odasaku to look after my dazai-nii, so i'll save you. you're still my dazai-nii, even here!"
fresh, hot tears welled up in dazai's eyes and streamed down his face, unable to be held back. he hasn't had anyone in a long time. this world was very different from the canon world, where he had the armed detective agency and people like atsushi. even with chuuya, atsushi, and kyouka by his side, he was alone. this dazai had become so numb from witnessing odasaku's fate from across the vast universes that he had forgotten what love was like and how warm it felt.
had his prayers been heard by the universe? could it even be the book? is that why it brought you here to him by connecting the physical and outside worlds? was it not by chance at all?
but, in any case, he loved the feeling of being loved—of having a family of sorts, whether you were his little sister, niece, or daughter.
dazai remembered seeing one of his other selves as your biological father, another as your uncle, and you as his younger sister. he remembered being so envious of seeing his other selves happy despite the fact that they didn't have odasaku because of you, and dazai loved you in all those universes.
"thank you, [name]-chan," dazai whispered in your ear, hugging you tight as you heard him sniffle, "please save me.. save me too."
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[ author's notes ! just to clarify one thing, no, you don't know about the book, you just know that BEAST! dazai knows you from the CANON! dazai's memories, and the fact certain universes existed wherein it had you.
the reason for this has something to do with the knowledge of the book. if three or more people would know, the world would be destabilized. this is also the reason why your witch abilities made you see the end, and not the whole picture.
the reason BEAST! dazai wants you to stay because he has no one. he might be the port mafia boss with chuuya as his right hand man, but he's still alone and also because his universe is one of the few where you weren't in it :( ]
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chocsra · 6 months
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✧ RULES
☆ HEYYY, i figured that if yall wanna send requests i should prolly put boundaries and all that other stuff:
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i can/will write for minors, adults or anons 🫶
what i dont write: nsfw, suggestive for minor characters, character x character/oc fics, sensitive topics (sa, self harm, suicide), dark content (rape, incest, pedophilia, drugging), yandere, male reader (i have nothing against this but my writing wouldn't be accurate and i dont want to poorly represent them!)
what i will write: sfw, high tension scenarios w adults, oneshots, headcanons, drabbles, teen romance, platonic, fluff, angst, comfort, enemies to lovers, friends to lovers, school aus
franchises ill write for: bungo stray dogs, jjk? & maybe others idk - but like 95% of my works will be bsd
ill write romance for teen skk, but not for other minors and ill never write suggestive for characters that are minors 😨
my requests are always open! pls pls pls send requests 🙏
i always put a song to match w the fic
most of the time i write for chuuya 😭
if you have any questions feel free to dm me or put it in my asks, I'm open to anything really
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☆ thats all! thank youuu 🫶
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sky-casino · 9 months
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masterlist
== haikyuu!! ==
growing pains - oikawa x fem!reader loving him. losing yourself in loving him. drifting apart. getting back together?
childhood friends to lovers… with a twist - atsumu x fem!reader not your typical childhood friends to lovers story
dancing ‘round the kitchen in the refrigerator light - osamu x fem!reader college classmates turned interviewer and interviewee turned colleagues… turned lovers?
stranger danger - kuroo x alisa / kurolisa drug lord!kuroo x detective!alisa
== my hero academia / boku no hero academia ==
she was sunshine, he was midnight rain - dabi x fem!reader you’re a doctor hired by LOV to take care of the blueflame and covered-in-scars villain called dabi
off the beaten path - pro hero!bakugo x journalist!reader wherein you persuade your very busy pro hero boyfriend to take a break
== blue lock ==
this love - teenage dad!itoshi sae x fem!reader sweet love turned into bitterness when you could no longer recognize your favorite person after he came back from spain.
caught up in his web - spiderman!nagi & dark!nagi x fem!reader supporting nagi in his spiderman endeavors is amazing. dealing with his dark-side-manifested isn’t.
entanglement - spiderman!sae x fem!reader the embarrassment you felt once you find out the identity of the man behind the mask was through the roof
weaving through leads to you - spiderman!rin x fem!reader sure, rin has spider-like superpowers. but at the end of the day, it will always be you.
== bungo stray dogs ==
just a headcanon on fukuzawa’s past love - fukuzawa x kin based on a few panels from the manga. kin is inspired by the real-life wife of fukuzawa named okin.
== kpop / nct ==  not a fan anymore so i no longer write this kind of fics
saving grace - doctor!jaehyun x pregnant single mom!reader you’re pregnant and single because your ex doesn’t want to take responsibility. then with some weird twist of fate, you get transferred to a new ob-gyn. here comes your charming and disarming doctor.
ink-tainted hands - jaehyun x fem!reader i was into brush pen calligraphy 3 years ago and got inspired to write this. jaehyun is your only classmate in a calligraphy workshop lol. 
morning after - fuckboi!jaehyun x fem!reader what transpired the morning after your night with jaehyun
competitive as hell -  jaehyun x fem!reader wrote this fic based on two facts about jaehyun lol: he can drink 3-4 soju bottles and he’s competitive as hell. (drinking) shots fired.
vigilante - vigilante!jaehyun x syndicate victim!reader jaehyun saved you from human traffickers. inspired by the korean movie Midnight Runners. 
take my hand - nomad/runaway!jaehyun x fem!reader you were having the worst night of your life when you found a mysterious and cute runaway boy sitting beside you.
try again - jaehyun x fem!reader he changed for the worse, but he also wants to try again.
fight for you - jaehyun x fem!reader someone found a way to break you up but jaehyun will relentlessly fight for you
savior - jaehyun x fem!reader inspired by taylor swift’s song Call It What You Want
comfort & coffee - jaehyun x fem!reader just a simple and cute comfort fic 
ride or die - biker!winwin x city girl!reader you were sent to the countryside as a punishment. however, you didn’t expect to meet an intriguing handsome biker boy.
hold your breath - swimmer!winwin x fem!reader you offer to tutor winwin in physics in exchange for him teaching you how to swim.. and overcome a tragic event from the past.
ice cream - ice cream vendor!winwin x fem!reader meet-cute story featuring ice cream, your pet, and the cute ice cream vendor.
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salaciousdoll · 2 years
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Synopsis : Now, we all know about the 2016 Anti album by Rihanna, why not apply it with your faves in a special occupation. This collaboration is really about the people who relate to Anti in some way. Even if you can’t relate, you can admit this album is arguably her best so why not have it with your best interest. There’s no limit to your imagination here!
Rules :
You do not have to follow me to enter!
In order to feel the energy of Anti, you must be 17+ to join if you are writing sfw and sfw alone! When writing about nsfw, you must be 18+ to join. All characters must be of age/aged up, your choice.
Bad bitches may sit here anytime, so light up that joint and relax.
Repeated characters are certainly allowed babes.
Repeated songs are allowed too.
Dark Content is allowed, so don’t be shy. There’s no limit to Nsfw either, again use it to your best interest.
Speaking of best interest, your faves should be assigned the best occupation there is ex. Milkman, Doctor, Therapist, Pornstar, Model, etc. If your fic is super long, add read more
How To Enter The Era :
send in an ask of your chosen character(s) x song choice x occupation.
Once you do that, I’ll add you to the Masterlist and you’ll be all set.
When you are done with your masterpiece tag me and use my maydayanticollab hashtag for a reblog and like from me!
Reblogs are highly appreciated too!
Fandoms I mainly write for : Tokyo Revengers, Jujutsu Kaisen, Kuroko’s basketball, Haikyuu, Attack on titan
Fandoms that can be written for : Jojo’s Bizarre Adventure, Bungo stray dogs, Gangsta, My Hero Academia, Fire Force, Sk8 Infinity, Dr.Stone, Seraph of the end, Demon Slayer, etc.
Deadline to join: There’s none
Due Date : There’s none, I decided to throw it because I myself don’t even like when stuff is due, it’s too overwhelming
Status : Open
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Tracks:
1. Consideration 🎶:
2. James joint🎶:
Underground fighter/gang member! Draken x reader (tr)-@maydayaisha
3. kiss it better 🎶:
Pornstar! Mitsuya x reader(tr)- @suyacore
4. Work 🎶:
Aged up Pornstar! Bakugo x reader( Mha)- @haikyutiehoe
5. Desperado 🎶:
Street fighter!Toji x Fight club owner! Reader(jjk)- @deathskid
6. Woo 🎶:
Psycho! Muzan x Reader( kny)- @hellavile
7. Needed Me🎶:
Doctor! Midorima Shintarou x reader(knb)- @theehcneypot
8. Yeah, I said it 🎶:
Therapist!Choso x reader(jjk)- @pulchritxde
9. Same Ol’ Mistakes🎶:
Biker! Seijūrō Akashi x reader(knb)- @thicksimpx
10. Never Ending 🎶:
11. Love On The Brain 🎶:
Wealthy Executive! Dazai x reader( bsd)- @smucked
12. Higher 🎶:
Pro basketball player!Aomine x reader( knb)- @fleursarchives
Assassin!Sniper Mask x reader( hri)- @eiflawriting
13. Close to you 🎶:
Handy Man!Nicholas Brown x reader (Gangsta)- @dejwrites
Dishwasher!Gojo x Rich Girl! Reader( jjk)- @lawscorazon
14. Goodnight Gotham🎶:
Vigilante Hero! Shoto Todoroki x black!fem!reader( mha)- @sailewhoremoon
15. Pose 🎶:
16. Sex With Me 🎶:
Nurse!Emma x reader( tr)- @simpingforwakasa04
Bonus: Bitch Better Have My Money 🎶
Mob Boss! Kisaki Tetta x fem!reader(tr)- @poohbea
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noraszoo · 22 days
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request rules
i only write gender neutral reader!!! unless it’s specifically wlw!
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when u request something, it helps if you have a specific plot line or trope or theme—i don’t mind how many characters u include in a request!
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fandom list (those with a star ☆ are what i prefer writing for) — honkai star rail (im caught up with main story BUT haven't done major side quests) — jujutsu kaisen ☆ — bungo stray dogs ☆ — gokurakugai — stardew valley (i only write for sebastian)
(if u ever see me talk abt a fandom that's not on this list then honestly take a shot and request from it LOL i might have just forgotten to put it on the list or i might give it a shot)
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i take smut requests but don't be crazy please LMAO. afab or amab or nondescript reader is fine — i do not write for underaged characters even if they’re “aged up” in your request
— NO: ddlg, bdsm, anything hardcore, dubcon, anything creepy really,
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i will NOT write: — any dark content — pregnancy/raising kids SORRY — a/b/o —cheating, toxic relationships, etc — requests abt reader having a specific physical trait (e.g. short/tall reader, reader with x colored hair, etc.) — probably not song fics — complicated fantasy AUs
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i LOVE writing: — pining — whump & sickfics — the misunderstandings trope — the unestablished/unspoken feelings trope — quick concept rambles (e.g. how they sleep with you, their fave things to do with you, etc.) — modern/no-power AUs — platonic relationships
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shokami · 1 year
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ਏਓ 。 ゚ NOW PLAYING … FAIRY TAIL by yasuharu takanashi
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STATUS : OPEN!!
the authors notes : although i have few rules– the world is your oyster, and i am at your creative disposal. if you’re interested in commissioning my work, simply shoot me an ask or DM for me to reach out to you about your inquiries– or reach out to me on discord !! < easiest option.
REASON BEHIND COMMISSIONS: living is difficult lmao, and quite frankly every penny would be a great help. not only to keep me afloat, but with common expenses!
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how to pay & reach me outside of tumblr!
# 001. — discord: motheon
# 002. — email : to be announced.
# 003. — venmo, paypal, etc : will receive details about inquiries
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PRICE AND WORD LIMITS : i have a minimum of 500 words, and a maximum of 8k words. (<- can be discussed). every 500 words costs $5.00. if there is a chance that i get inspired by the commision, and i go over the agreed amount of words, the additional amount added will be free of charge.
anything outside of traditional writing . . .
# 001. — headcanons : $5.00. all hc commissions will be over 1k words.
# 002. — NSFW or DC : extra fee of $5.00 on top of word count fee, hc fee, etc.
# 003. — extra : timestamps, scenarios, digital personalized letters from your favs, imagines . . . all $5.00. will be over 1k words.
# 004. — mood boards for selfships : $3.00. i will ask for information based on your selfship, and build off of that. included with the mood board will be a mini drabble. (will not be over 500 words).
# 005. — self ship SMAU’s : a max of ten slides for your selfship for $3.00. will not include a written portion, unless it is bought as an add on.
# 006. — self ship spotify playlist : $5.00. (will include up to 50 songs or more. depending completely on information you give me)
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PERSONALIZATION OR VAGUE? i will accept either or commision. if personalization is chosen, it will include your name, ethnicity, pronouns, etc. anything that you would like to add to make it more personal for you, i am willing to include. if you choose a vague commision, it will be like any other content i create. a reader pov, gender neutral, with whatever plot/genre you desire to be included.
THE FANDOMS AND THE CHARACTERS : jujutsu kaisen, genshin impact, obey me, mr. love: queens choice, haikyuu, chainsaw man, demon slayer, noragami, inuyasha, kamisama kiss, bungo stray dogs, bnha, and more !! — if there is a fandom i have not listed, and you’re interested in commissioning it? simply let me know, and we’ll see if we can make any arrangements for it!
CHARACTER X CHARACTER : i do accept commissions for this type of fic. prices do not change for this type, and it can be discussed upon you reaching out to me … also noteworthy, i can include multiple characters in one commission for a regular selfship/reader x character.
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OTHER THINGS TO BE AWARE OF:
# 001. — my blog is an 18+ zone, so this does not exclude my commissions. to commission me, you must either have your age present somewhere on your blog, or i must be informed with your age privately upon discussion of your request. if you request anything NSFW/DARK CONTENT: upon official commission, i must see some form of I.D.
# 002. — check out my BYF for things i do and do not write for. if you have any questions about those topics, just reach out to me and ask!
# 003. — you can choose to either have your commission received however you would like as long as it’s digital. you can do whatever you wish with your completed commission, all that i ask is that i receive credit if publicly posted.
# 004. — please be aware that while my commissions are open, it is a first come first served bases. on that topic, if commissions ever become overbooked they will close momentarily until i finish what i have. after that they will be reopened.
# 005. — with all of this said, you are not required to pay for the commission until it is complete. then you will proceed with payment, and the commission will be then sent to you!
# 006. — payment will only be accepted through the following ways! venmo, paypal, and apple pay. i am open to discussion!
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thank you for considering supporting me via commision, and in general. i’m very thankful to have received endless amounts of love from every one of you - xx jinx ਏਓ 。 ゚
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shadowynn · 1 year
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Random and not fic related but I see you have anime in your bio so I was wondering what animes are your favorites or what you’ve watched recently <3
Ahh, yes!! Secretly hoped someone would ask this because I just love talking about anime, so I’ll give my top 5!
Violet Evergarden. I’m a shonen fan, and like this show’s premise isn’t my normal cup of tea, but god do I love this show so freaking much. And the second movie. God, it was such the perfect end to the series. Like this show just hits you in all the feels and there’s no questions here about it being my favorite. I’ve never cried so much before, but it also just leaves you all warm and fuzzy too. I recommend it all the time and people will be like, yeah, I wasn’t a fan, and I’m like, you didn’t finish it did you, and they were like, no. And that’s why. The composer for the anime has literally been in my top five artists on Spotify the past two years.
Hunter x Hunter. The Phantom Troupe, I love them. And yeah, I love the story and it’s fun, but The Phantom Troupe is what makes it for me. Well, that and Hisoka. I love my chaotic and edgy characters. (I’ve actually been writing a hisoka x reader/chrollo x reader fic for like a year now and might start posting it here soon. Been into instrumentals lately for music again, and it’s been feeding my Chrollo fascination. Like I really want to write for this man right now) also, departure was my #1 most listened to song this year and I was surprised. Didn’t realize I listened to it that much.
Jujutsu Kaisen. This and HxH are a little interchangeable, just depends on my mood. But god, I love it. Like, the characters are all soo good. Finding decent female characters in anime can sometimes be hard, probably cause I watch a lot of shonen, but still, women are so much more than fan service. But this show. Like, such strong characters and I freaking love Maki. I’ve also wrote a little of a gojo x reader/geto x reader, but it’s probably not reached the point where I can start posting anytime soon. Also, Lost in Paradise is soooo good. In my top 5 songs of the year as well.
Death Parade. Guys, this anime freaking broke me. Of all the animes I’ve watched, this and Violet Evergarden just hit me in the feels. It does deal with the topic of suicide (as it’s a show about death) so be warned if that’s something you struggle with! I definitely struggled the first time and i legit just kind of laid there for hours after completing, but god, is it so good. That and Flyers is also a bop. Best anime intro and nothing will ever beat it for me. But be warned, that intro is the most deceiving intro you will ever watch for a show.
Spy x Family. This show is just so cute. Like, I’ve never giggled or laughed as much in an anime before. It’s just so wholesome and cute and I absolutely live for it. All I need is for yor and loid to fall in love and I will die happy.
Honorable mentions: Kabanari of the Iron Fortress, Kotaro Lives Alone, Your Lie in April, My Hero Academia, Mob Pyscho 100, Full Metal Alchemist Brotherhood
Currently watching: Bungo Stray Dogs, Spy x Family, Chainsaw Man, and rewatching Soul Eater (one of the first animes I ever watched like way back in jr. high)
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kun-diman · 5 months
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Mischievous and nervous eyes
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It's so much fun to see you like that...
🍷 Welcome to kun-diman's blog. Scroll to know more 🍷
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I'm not the devil.
about me...
💋You may call me gabi or gabgab.
💋+63 | I'm not a minor (20)
💋blog is in taglish (Tagalog and English) |
nsfw/sfw
💋I post about kpop, anime, manhwas etc.
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I have no bad intentions.
BYF: as stated above, this blog is nsfw/sfw so if you're uncomfy with nsfw posts then simply scroll or block me. I don't really care if minors interacts with my blog as long as you know what you're getting into and your limit. I like the following: books (mostly English and Russian Literature), movies, tv shows, Gossip Girl, anime, kpop.
LIKES:
Anime — hunter x hunter, one piece, jujutsu kaisen, spy x family, bungo stray dogs, attack on titan, fairy tail, ouran high school host club, etc.
Kpop: BG — BTS, TXT, EN—, SVT, EXO, NCT (all units including ALL ex members), RIIZE, BigBang, Kard, Ateez, ZB1, etc.
GG: Blackpink, Twice, Red Velvet, Aespa, New Jeans, Billlie, Mamamoo, Kep1er, (G)-Idle, XG, etc.
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You know all 28 reasons to run away
DNI/DNF: if disrespectful, spam, creep, uncomfy with my posts/reblogs, hateful, spreads negativity, anti of any of my faves above, blank blogs, and many more...
If I think that you fit on my DNI/DNF criteria, you will be BLOCKED immediately. ‼️
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So, why are you leaning into me again?
masterlist = in construction 🚨 stay tuned 🚨
🀄more about my blog:
🎴 I write for myself, that's why uploading fics may take quite some time.
🎴 Not open for requests yet.
🎴 Most of my works are in English unless said so.
🎴 I do A LOT of horny posting whenever it's that time of the month. (I can't stop it.)
🎴 Do NOT re-post any of my works.
🎴 Do NOT translate any of my works.
🎴 My overall blog aesthetic/style/design is more suited in dark mode.
🎴 Sometimes I post about my university struggles, but then I delete them depending on my mood.
🎴 Feel free to educate me if I did something wrong but, please, do it nicely.
🎴 I'm currently in my experimental phase in tumblr, so my blog aesthetic may change from time to time.
🎴 Most of the fics I write are inspired/based by songs.
🎴 Disclaimer: all media used in my blog are from Pinterest. Divider by @rookthornesartistry
🎴 Hit me up on my dms, I'm bored.
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I will show you heaven
🏮 recent works 🏮
🎴 bf!gojo satoru x reader (smut)
— artificial flavor
🎴 dilf!nanami kento x young reader (prompt) (smut)
— summer fling don't mean a thing
☄️ upcoming works ☄️
🎴 neighbor!toji x reader (smut)
— call me a good girl
🎴 workmate!nanami kento x reader (fluff)
— valentine's day confession
🎴 bar owner!sukuna x reader (undecided)
— do I wanna know?
🎴 toxic boyfriend!suguru x reader (angst)
— easier
🎴 ex boyfriend! nanami kento x reader (angst)
— mess it up
and many more to come...
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Make your dreams come true.
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misa-ndry · 1 year
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Sorry Idk what was wrong w me when I sent that, I just got excited to see another x reader writer LOL but no sadly I don’t listen to kpop, I like like one song my friend showed me but I tried to get into it two separate times for two different friends.. even memorized all of the members names in bts (that was their fav group) for them…
I used to write fics about bungo stray dogs (anime if u haven’t heard of it) but now I do for my on again off again since I was young blorbo…. LMFAOO I just love writing them honestly it’s so fun to me
Like I really have the ability to take this character and make him hang w me…. fuck me …. Treat me like a human…. like ok yay AND I don’t have to touch a man irl ❤️🥰😍😍
help I thought stray dogs was like. a subunit of stray kidz jkgjkfdkdfj . im so happy you enjoy ur x readers tho fr I agree its amazing we can literally hang out and fornicate w our favs its so wild fanfiction is the besttttt !!! staying clear of the domestic violence statistics by getting my life ruined by kpop idol instead I love iiiit~~
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xo-cuteplosion-xo · 3 years
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Too late | Dazai x reader |
Too late | Mafia Dazai / dazai x fem!reader |
( A very shitty attempt at a song-fic. )
Warnings- toxic relationship (minor mentions of abuse?), death
A brunette sat on the cement. The tan folds of his coat fluttering out behind him. The wind brushed his hair from his face, it stung his eyes and brushed his skin with bitter cold air. His fingers dripped the brightest shade of crimson. His eyes had dilated and shook with shock and fear. The skin his hands desperately held, already losing its warmth. Lips stained the color, as well as the outfit that resembled his own. Those blood-stained lips coughed final words before letting go. How, how had this happened? Why had he never predicted this? Why would you ever do this?
He knew those answers like he knew his own crimes. After all, how could he forget? He’d been the reason you fell, he’d only denied it for years.
The sun fell softly along the stone. A boy, no older than 15, walked along the stone edge of a bridge. His brown locks flying within the wind whilst he adjusted the bandage over his left eye. He paid no mind to you, even as you walked behind him. Your feet carried you on the safer ground, next to the edge. It was common to find the two of them like this. You were always with him, whenever you could be at least. He never seemed to notice you were there; You didn’t mind it though. The rare moments where he did suddenly ask you questions were enough. Rushing to close the distance between you and him, you caught a glance of his eyes darted to the side. He was looking at you, the single eye that showed seemed puzzled, before he parted his lips to talk to you; His arms opened at the same time. Skipping around steps, he smiled, “Hey, why are you still following me, woman? Don’t you have a better hobby than stalking me?” so he did notice you at times.
Flustered you froze before chuckling with a light hum. “No, not really Dazai-san. I think you're interesting! You're the only one I can't read.” you were referring to your ability. It wasn’t much, so you weren't too high up in the ranks. You could read thoughts, see their feelings in the form of aura, and manipulate that aura. So far, you could make people freeze up and lose themself in an overdose of emotions. Also known as individual illusions created by their auras; things only they could see. It was hard to believe you were even in the mafia. Your bubbly appearance and lack of interest in killing made you look harmless. You never killed, but when you worked with another they sure had an opening to kill.
Dazai leaned down so he leveled with you. “I wonder, have you ever thought of using that ability to induce such outrageous depression, one acts on it?” blushing you took several steps back shaking your head.
“N-no, sir! I d-don’t think I could do that. Well, if Dazai-san really wanted me to, I-I could try it for him!” What were you saying? Knowing this demon prodigy, you’d probably end up not meeting the expectation and ending up punished. Though, would that be so bad?
He puffed his cheeks out, jumping from the edge to land in front of you. With a half-smile, he flicked your forehead. “You keep doing the opposite of what I predict. I really can’t get a read on you.” turning away you covered your face.
“I-is that a compliment?” you mumbled, looking through your fingers. He shrugged, jumping back to the ledge. His eyes lost their glimmer as he looked down. He seemed to be judging the distance; With a heavy sigh, he looked back to the sky.
“If only this was a little higher. I think falling into the water and dying right away, without the pain of falling to the ground, would be okay. I’d drown unconscious, how peaceful that would be.” you didn’t respond as he turned and began walking again.
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Year after year you walked by his side, growing with him. Slowly that bubbly gaze began to fade ever so slightly. The fun-filled times like the day on the bridge no longer existed.
My head is haunting me and my heart feels like a ghost
Standing next to the demon prodigy you stretched out your hand with a sigh. “Ability: vortex of emotions.” from the shadows you worked alongside him. The enemy's hands reached their head. A perching scream echoing as they turned their gun to themselves. Looking to the side your eyes met the brunettes; They were colder than they were a year ago. Sighing, he raised his pistol and shot. He pushed past you, and you followed numbly.
I need to feel something, 'cause I'm still so far from home
Entering the box he called his home, his hands grabbed your waist pulling you towards him. His fingers lifting your chin. The flutter of your heart pounded against your chest, the closer his face came to yours. “You really should stop following me everywhere. If you won’t at least try to kill.”
Cross your heart and hope to die. Promise me you'll never leave my side
Nodding as he released you, he sat at his desk. “Mori won’t be happy that we clocked out so early.” he leaned back groaning. “Found a new suicide method? I don’t want to deal with his annoying voice tomorrow!” his older persona slipped through. The light in his eyes spread before it disappeared with your silence. Yet despite that, there was a caring hint to his posture. The way his hands moved softly, how he traced your bow. How he exhaled with a sigh when you closed the door
Show me what I can't see when the spark in your eyes is gone
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Another year went by with a soft ease. You stood in Mori's office, a blank expression on your face. You were sure you were dead. Messing up like this, letting somebody get away. You were shaking, unsure why your breaths still rang. The doors opened to the brunette mafioso. Dressed in all black, a short ginger walked at his side. The way your emotions suddenly changed was unnoticed by everybody but Dazai. His eyes set in glares as you looked away. Your heart raced, why was it you still felt like this? He treated you as a pawn, yet you still ached to kiss him. Mori blamed your failure on Dazai’s lack of discipline with you. “I’ve been more than lenient with how she follows you around. If this happens again, it will be you who pays the price Dazai.'' Why did this have to happen in front of the ginger? His eyes looked at you with sympathy. It was weird to see such a thing. Dazai rolled his eyes stepping closer to the ginger as his eyes darted to you. Puffing your cheeks out you looked away.
Once you were in his office, he practically pulled you by the ear. Pushing you to the floor with his frustration. “I don’t understand why I keep you around! All you seem to do is put me in situations that bore me to death!”
You've got me on my knees I'm your one man cult
You looked up with begging eyes. “Please, I’m sorry Dazai-san! Please forgive me! I’ll do better! Please don’t leave me.” he was the first person to ever make you feel real emotions. Fear, excitement, lust, love, heartache, despair. He gave it all to you.
Cross my heart and hope to die Promise you I'll never leave your side
It was an unexpected look, an unexpected plea. His eyes showed excitement. “There, there’s the reason! You can’t stop doing the opposite of my expectations, every time I think you’ll do something, you manage to shock me, even in this kind of situation! I wonder, would you commit suicide if I died? It would be so unexpected!” his voice was full of wonder as he lifted your chin using the front of his foot.
Looking at him he smirked. He'd known, all along, about your feelings. He teased you all the time, but maybe he could finally get an expected reaction from you. It would be possible to toy with you. Maybe then he’d be satisfied with you. “Would you ever be only mine? Something only for my eyes?” with wide eyes you nodded.
Cause I'm telling you you're all I need I promise you you're all I see
With a smile, you brought your hands to press against your chest. With a desperate smile, your eyes filled with that childish light from when you were 15. “Even if I'm only being used for your satisfaction, it would be all I need! You're the only one for me." Once more he was shocked by the response. Nearly losing the balance he had, his hand reached to his face a soft snicker leaving his lips.
“You’re utterly helpless.” he hummed, removing his foot from under your chin. “Come here darling~” he was certainly stressed today. A little fun wouldn’t hurt, right? “Tell me you’ll never leave.” he hummed holding your chin within his fingers. The blush on your cheeks darkening in your complexion.
'Cause I'm telling you you're all I need I'll never leave
His lips met yours. Shivering you closed your eyes, letting a tear fall. You wished he truly loved you back.
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Another year passed, you stayed by him no matter what he did. He was crueler than ever. He often left you at night to go hang out in a bar. Those nights were lonely but a ginger often peeped in to see you. “You look like hell.” he would always tell you how messed up you looked. “Why do you stay by him?”
The images passed by your head. The boy you fell in love with. The young 15-year-old. The one with a smile that would show itself here and there. The young boy who jokes around, the carefree one. You picture the feeling of his fingers over yours. Cold yet so warm in those years.
So you can drag me through hell If it meant I could hold your hand
“I love him.” you hummed watching the male drop a bottle of wine in your lap. He walked out leaving the gift. He knew you understood how cruel he was. He had never really pitied anybody before but you… you were something he pitied. A demon prodigy's toy, your relationship was nothing more than toxic.
I will follow you 'cause I'm under your spell And you can throw me to the flames
Sipping on the wine you drank yourself drunk. “I love him… he loves me. I love him. He loves me, I know he does. I’ve seen some softness in those harsh eyes.” you wiped the tears looking up to the ceiling. What had you gotten yourself into? Why did your heart have to play you like this?
I will follow you, I will follow you
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He stood looking so conflicted, broken, and unsure. It wasn’t the first time you saw him without the bandages but it was the first time your dull lifeless eyes saw him this vulnerable. “Figures, you do follow me everywhere.” his voice was blank of anything; You could no longer read his voice.
Come sink into me and let me breathe you in
It was true, you needed him, so of course you followed him everywhere. “Go, we’re done! I’m not going back! This is all Mori's fault! He’d be alive if it weren't for inviting that damn organization here!” he was upset, yet he seemed so confused. Like a child, he had no grip on what he was feeling. Was he angry, grieving, sad? He couldn’t tell.
You ran to him wrapping arms around him. “I will go with you! I will follow you!”
I'll be your gravity, you be my oxygen.
You'd hold him down during this pain. You’d help him achieve whatever it was that he needed. “Even if it is death, I will not leave.”
So dig two graves 'cause when you die I swear I'll be leaving by your side
With a soft sigh, he pushed you away. “That changes nothing, follow if you have to but I never loved you.” you backed away smiling you curtsied.
“I know Dazai, I know you never did and never could. You are a demon prodigy, one that can’t understand his own feelings. I wish I could help, but your gift cancels mine out.” your voice was sweet as honey, but he shed you no more glances as he walked away. Following him, you sighed.
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Two years later your empty eyes sat at an agency desk, you'd bought an outfit to match his. Those feelings refused to leave you even after all this time. They surged more than ever. He was like his 15-year-old self again, different but at least there was life in his eyes. He laughed and flirted just as he did those years ago.
So you can drag me through hell If it meant I could hold your hand
You looked to the cafe waitress’s hand, then your own. How you wished to be her. You stood up, walking out and to the office of the agency, sitting in your chair, Kyouka walked up to you. She once had your eyes. Dull, lifeless, broken, but then Atsushi seemed to save her. “Do you love him?” she asked tilting her head as you looked from your phone to her, you sighed.
“Yes, but I'll suffer for life over this. I had my chance and now it’s gone.”
I will follow you 'cause I'm under your spell
She set down a small piece of paper. “I found this.'' She tried to give you a smile that wasn’t pity. They often asked why you always looked so disturbed. Maybe it was the fact you were really all alone now?
And you can throw me to the flames
A tear dropped from your eye. Something, a feeling you hadn’t had in so long. It was worth it, these empty dull years. “A tossed away letter to apologize.” you held it to your chest.
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I will follow you so you can drag me through hell If it meant I could hold your hand
You found yourself alone on a mission. This was assigned to both you and Dazai, but he had other things he wanted to be doing. Neither of you knew how dangerous this was. He had not batted an eye at this mission. It was simple, a simple recovery mission. A ransom kidnapping, simple in and out. You could handle it without being seen. You ached for the warmth of his hand. A little light lifted your eyes as you stepped into the building.
When his fingers opened his phone accepting the call, he nearly fell over dead. The mission you were attending wasn’t a retrieval; It was a set-up. Despite how careful he'd been, somebody had found out about you. More so his past with you. His mind was too focused on you to think of who let it slip.
I will follow you 'cause I'm under your spell And you can throw me to the flames
Dazai pushed past the doors too late. This was his fault, all of this. The loss of your true self.
I will follow you, I will follow you I will follow you, I will follow you
You'd always said you would follow him. It was always like that. He had taken years to figure out why he never ignored or let you go. He was selfish, he had grown attached. Ango and Oda had even offered the thought. The thought that, maybe in this heart; swallowed by black, he loved you.
It was his turn to feel desperate as he dropped down. The blood flowing from your stomach in spurts.
So you can drag me through hell If it meant I could hold your hand
He held your hand in his while also trying to keep the bleeding down. “I’ll get help! Just hang on, we just need Yosano!” it was the first time your heart slowed like this; The first time you could read him like a book.
I will follow you 'cause I'm under your spell And you can throw me to the flames
Your hand was growing cold, your breathing staggered. You looked to be in so much pain. “No, I won't be that long. You should leave, you don’t love me so…” your voice trailed off as your head tilted to look at his cheeks. Tears… there were tears.
He shook his head pressing your hand to his forehead. “I will follow you.”
Your eyes widened as a light chuckle left your lips, “I will follow you.” you hummed, as the crimson left your lips. He was forced to watch you die in his arms. There was one final look on your face. A giant smile, a real smile on your lips. “I love you Osa…” then, you were gone.
Another, another friend in his arms, dead. No, you are more than a friend. “I… I love you.” he’d never said those words, and it didn’t matter now. There was no going back. He held you to him, cold and motionless.
Somebody from the mafia had done this. Somebody would probably be Mori… he’d dropped this low before, it wouldn’t shock him if he were trying to drive Dazai to murder again; To get him kicked from the light.
For you, for the wish left by Oda, he wouldn’t let himself fall that low. He’d be strong.
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chuuyrr · 1 year
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Hi! I'm in love with your Gojo!reader fic and got this idea!
Could I request Chuuya seeing Gojo-san receiving chocolates and other gifts for Valentine's Day when they're on a date but Gojo reassures him he's the only one in her heart.
the only one — a valentine's day special
bungo stray dogs x gojo! reader
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╰➤ CW(s): possible spoilers for jujutsu kaisen and bungo stray dogs, jealous! chuuya, fluff/comfort content
╰➤ PAIRING(s): nakahara chuuya
╰➤ SYNOPSIS: being the well-known head and beautiful pride of the gojo family under the heiwa organization of tokyo, it's not surprising that you receive attention and gifts from others, especially during valentine's day, which irks your devilishly handsome boyfriend, nakahara chuuya.
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valentine's day wasn't something you really celebrated, gojo [name], unless you counted annoying your friends and colleague who acted like kunikida doppo from the armed detective agency back at your organization as a celebration.
to you, february 14 was just a cutesy-heartsy day when you'd get free chocolates and gifts from whoever thought you were pretty and such. you didn't mind the attention; in fact, you liked it, but it wasn't something you did out of love—until nakahara chuuya came into your life.
initially, you had no intention of dating the port mafia executive. it was a wonder that you two ended up together even.
it was a complicated relationship, but you and chuuya were smitten. it was crazy. even when you weren't together yet and you still resented him for punching you in the face and breaking your black sunglasses as dazai nullified your ability during the first meeting, the way you two fight makes you and him feel so in love.
nonetheless, that blossomed into a relationship between you and chuuya, and with it, you finally understood what it was like to be in love and how it felt. chuuya, your boyfriend, always goes all out for you. given his and your line of work, time was something you barely had, so chuuya really makes it up to you the best he can.
in any case, if it isn't you or wine, what else would he spend his entire executive salary on?
and since it's valentine's day, chuuya went extra all out. your boyfriend arrived at your organization in tokyo, surprising you at work with his sleek black car, dressed in an expensive suit and tie, surprising you with a bouquet of red roses and a paper bag of luxury branded clothes and dresses in hand, which soon led to a dinner date to a fancy restaurant he booked out wherein chuuya ordered you the finest steaks and wines, and rented musicians to serenade you with your favorite love songs.
it was a perfect evening, but then..
"chocolate mousse cake with raspberries."
you and chuuya looked up at the waiter who had placed the dessert in front of you.
"i didn't order this," you said, blinking as you pushed down your black sunglasses.
"she didn't order that," chuuya repeated in a stern tone as he gently held your hand in his.
"it's on the house. the chef wanted you to have it. oh, and the receptionist also wanted me to give this to you too, miss," you had received another round of gifts, but this time it was chocolates. expensive chocolates.
"what the fuck?" chuuya muttered, his eyes hardening into a glare as he looked past you to spot the aforementioned restaurant patrons.
chuuya released of your hand, quickly downed his own glass of wine, and sighed sharply, "well, someone's famous."
"oh, please. i'm not that famous chuuy—you came to a halt as you heard your phone ring and vibrate from your purse. you excused yourself and picked up the phone, only for chuuya to narrow his eyes as you groaned, "ugh, i'm not in tokyo right now. just leave the bouquet of flowers and gifts at my apartment door."
you put your phone away after answering the call and returned your gaze to chuuya, who was resting his chin on his hand that was covering his mouth, elbow propped on the table, blue eyes avoiding yours. his free fingers rhythmically tapped against the table's edge.
"chuuya?" you tilted your head to the side.
"does this happen to you every valentine's day?" chuuya asked, still refusing to look at you.
"the gifts? err, yeah," you nodded, scratching the back of your head.
"tch," you frowned at chuuya's scoff.
"chuuya, look at me," you said as you moved all of the gifts you'd received away and extended your hand to take his in yours.
chuuya closed his eyes briefly before opening them and turning around to face you, finally locking eyes with your heavensent aquamarine six eyes that you inherited from the god of skies as you removed your black round sunglasses, but refusing to say anything.
"you know, chuuya, i never really took valentine's day as something serious or special," you started, brushing your fingers across his knuckles, "to me, it was just a day where i got extra attention and free gifts from people."
"then why are you telling me this?" chuuya asked, his brow furrowed into a frown.
"because when i met you, i realized that valentine's day has changed now that i have you," you exclaimed with a closed-eye smile, "even if it's not valentine's day, even when we fight or are apart, you never forget to make me feel loved every single day, and when we do spend time together, it's always special, and it doesn't compare to the attention and gifts i received and continue to receive from others."
chuuya's eyes widened as those words left your mouth. as a bright red blush spread across his cheeks, you could almost hear his heart skip a beat. it made you giggle.
"you're the only one in my heart, nakahara chuuya-kun," you said, leaning in and pressing your lips against his, not caring if the people in the restaurant saw you kissing. in fact, it was only right. they should understand that this man is yours, and you are his, and no one else's.
chuuya closed his eyes, leaning in closer to return the kiss and cupping your face in his hand at the same time. it was a deep and passionate kiss, a little possessive, but you didn't mind. you loved it. the way the wine tastes on his lips, the way he's so close and intimate with his touch.
after a short while, he drew back and stood up from the table, causing your eyes to widen.
"chuuya?" you looked up at him.
chuuya approached you and took both of your hands in his, gently pulling you up from your seat and onto your feet. he wrapped his arm around your waist and yanked you away from the table.
chuuya's glare was fixed on the chef and receptionist who had dared to gift you for a brief moment. they were lucky it was valentine's day and he still had some control over his temper because of you. he would have punched their daylights out and thrashed the place with his gravity manipulation ability if it hadn't been.
chuuya lead you into the beautiful garden of the fancy restaurant where you two were alone. he then embraced you before you could say anything, holding you close to his chest and kissing the back of your neck.
"i'm sorry for getting jealous," he said quietly, burying his face in the crook of your neck.
"it's okay," you laughed, patting chuuya on the back as he continued to hug you, "you're the only one for me, and i don't want anyone else."
"you're the only one for me, too, [name]," with that chuuya pulling away just enough to kiss your face, making you giggle fondly. chuuya took both of your hands in his and smiled at you, admiring how beautiful you looked under the moonlight right now, "i love you."
chuuya's hands moved down to your waist, and before you knew it, the two of you were swaying gently into a slow dance. your eyes widened in surprise as more lights filled in the beautiful flower garden outside the restaurant like fireflies as the musicians in the background began to play their violins and piano.
"happy valentine's day, my love," chuuya said to you lovingly as he kissed your forehead.
valentine's day truly changed ever since then.
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[ author's notes ! i ignored class for this fic FHSJSKSDF but it's ok. i really wanted to finish this and have you all read it for valentine's :( consider it my valentine's day gift hihi. i hope you like it ya'll. i really enjoyed this request !! please i was giggling and kicking my feet when i saw it in my inbox 😭💗 ]
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nachomaemae · 2 years
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Intro post + Writing blog
Well hello there ladies, gentlemen, enbies, genderfluids, demigirls, demiboys and anything you may be I’m Mae, but you can call me Mod Maya. Nice to meet you all! ﹒﹒︶꒷ ꒰꒰☕ ‧₊˚﹒︶꒦︶︶꒷﹒                                   
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I’m genderfluid and mostly go by they / them pronouns. I’m a hardcore indie game enthusiast and I’m into anime, and write fanfictions for the following fandoms:
ANIMES
My Hero Academia
RWBY
Little Witch Academia
Demon Slayer
Laid-back Camp
Bungo Stray Dogs
K-On
Saiki K
Horimiya
WataMote
Jujutsu Kaisen, SK8 the infinity, Tokyo Revengers (I have not watched these three series yet, but I wrote them down here because I plan on writing for them in the future.)
GAMES
Undertale (No AUs except for Timeskip, Glitchtale or Endertale.)
Bang Dream
Project Sekai/Hatsune Miku: Colorful Stage
D4DJ Groovy Mix
The Danganronpa series (I prefer the no despair au!! but the original will do too)
NiER Automata
Doki Doki Literature Club
Genshin Impact
Borderlands 2
Indivisible
Deltarune
Cuphead
The Outer Worlds
MISC SERIES
Brooklyn 99 Camp Camp
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I WILL WRITE:
X Reader fics (mostly headcanons and textposts, occasionally oneshots)
Matchups
Requests (please request anything you want I’m literally so bored almost all day)
Fluff, angst, literally anything SFW
I WILL NOT WRITE:
Anything NSFW. I’m 16.
Canon x Canon ships ( I’m really not into ships, sorry if any of your possible requests involved those. )
Anything Yandere.
I will not write for the characters: Kyoko Kirigiri, Impostor, Chiaki Nanami, Nekomaru Nidai, Hifumi Yamada, Teruteru Hanamura, Maki Harukawa, Ryoma Hoshi, Miu Iruma (Danganronpa); Ruby Rose (RWBY); Tengen Uzui, Kyojuro Rengoku, Gyomei Himejima, Sanemi Shinazugawa (KNY); Kyoko Hori (Horimiya); Asgore, Toriel or Frisk in romantic relationships w/ the reader (Undertale); Rinku Aimoto, Kurumi Shiratori, Michiru Kaibara (D4DJ); Daniel (Camp Camp); Amy Santiago (Brooklyn 99); Raiden Shogun, Aloy, Kamisato Ayaka/Ayato (Genshin Impact)
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                                        about me I live in Juneau, Alaska and I speak three languages (English, Romanian, a bit of German). I play the bass guitar and write songs as my hobbies
I have ADD and dissociative disorder, am obsessed with the neighborhood and doja cat, have a strange addiction to the rayman series, and my favorite aesthetics are webcore, kidcore and dreamcore.
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BLACKLIST needles, slurs, detailed gore, NSFW writings or mentions, religious discussions ┕━━━━━━━✃━━━━━━━┙
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mynameseri · 3 years
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1000 follower song fic event 🌸✨
Thank you so much for all of your ongoing support of my blog, it means the world to me!!! To celebrate this milestone, I will be hosting a song fic event.
Rules:
Choose a song from my playlist, linked here.
Choose a character from the list below.
Send a request with ONE song and ONE character. These will all be character x reader. 
Hunter x Hunter
Kite
Kurapika
Hisoka
Bungo Stray Dogs
Akutagawa
Dazai
Atsushi
Tokyo Ghoul
Kaneki
Juuzou
Tsukiyama
JJBA
Abbacchio
Bruno
Risotto
**Disclaimer: Requests for songs not in my playlist and characters not mentioned above will automatically be deleted without warning.
Please actually listen to the song before choosing it to get an idea of what it’s about. Because of the diversity of the tracks, the fic could end up being fluff, angsty or SMUT!!! 
I will be writing for a variety of songs and spreading the fics across these four shows to keep this as interesting and engaging as possible for everyone. 
I’ll be accepting requests until December 1st 11:59 PM (MST) so yall got a couple days to check out the songs and send in a request. 
I’ll start posting the fics after I close requests for the event. Since they are more in depth & detailed, they will take a little longer to write than what I normally write, so please be patient! In the mean time, I will still be doing my usual requests. 
If you have any questions, comments, or concerns please shoot me a DM or ask if you prefer to stay anonymous. Otherwise, request away!
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noraszoo · 3 years
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request rules
i only write gender neutral reader!!! unless it's specifically wlw!
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when u request something, it helps if you have a specific plot line or trope or theme—i don't mind how many characters u include in a request
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fandom list (those with a star ☆ are what i prefer writing for) — bnha — honkai star rail (i am not caught up w lore!) — jujutsu kaisen ☆ — bungo stray dogs ☆ — gokurakugai — stardew valley (i only write for sebastian)
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i take nsfw requests but keep it tame please LMAO — i do not write for underaged characters even if they're "aged up" in your request
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i will NOT write: — any dark content — pregnancy/raising kids SORRY — a/b/o —cheating, toxic relationships, etc — requests abt reader having a specific physical trait (e.g. short/tall reader, reader with x colored hair, etc.)
— probably not song fics
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i LOVE writing: — pining — whump & sickfics — the misunderstandings trope — the unestablished/unspoken feelings trope — quick concept rambles (e.g. how they sleep with you, their fave things to do with you, etc.)
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