#just been working nonstop aaaaa

[call-me-nineki]

Some Azulito doodles from today~ (': 💜

[merakiui]

RIDDLES B-DAY!! Any thoughts for the birthday boy?? I hope his card comes home to you!

- Riddle loving anon

RIDDLE LOVING ANON!!!!! AAAAA RIDDLE BIRTHDAY!!!!!! >0< a momentous occasion!!! He came home to me in just 13 pulls! :D I hope he came home very quickly for you as well!!

As for thoughts,,,, so many birthday boy thoughts!! Where do I even begin??? orz

✧ baby-making with Riddle,,, something something the two of you have been trying for a child for what feels like forever. orz Riddle's doing everything by the book. He's tried every fertility enhancer there is, both magical and natural. He's tried positions (so basically mating press over and over >:D) that are best recommended for conception. He's dutifully and diligently kept track of your ovulation cycle and is never a moment late when that fertile window finally opens. Just,,,,, Riddle railing the soul out of you because he's just a touch frustrated nothing seems to be working. >_< it will be a relief and a huge happiness for both of you when the test finally, after so many attempts (nonstop breeding), shows positive.

✧ or or!!!! A concept in which you've kidnapped him. Hehe maybe a reverse yan situation where, rather than Dr. Rosehearts becoming obsessed with you, you become obsessed with him after he's treated you. Maybe you were sick or needed to stay in hospital for a few days (or perhaps he delivered your baby if you're pregnant and this is obstetrician Riddle), but he was the doctor who tended to you. You're just so in love with him and how gentle and sweet he was when he was looking after you. You never want to be apart from him. <3

✧ another flavor of kidnapped Riddle where you're trying so hard to induce Stockholm syndrome in him. Something something drawing tally marks on his inner thigh every time you manage to make him cum. In between his hatred for you and the foggy brain of lust, the lines between what's morally acceptable and what isn't are starting to blur for Riddle. One day he'll return your affections, but until then he will continue to resist and look upon you with hatred and horror.

✧ in anticipation for Riddle day, I started three separate Riddle fics. ^^;;; one of those fics toyed with the concept of the promising young man,,,, applying that concept to Riddle, who is just so good until he isn't. >_< Riddle who non-cons you at a party and has to now live with the horror and the repercussions of it all, of having ruined his friendship with you, the way in which you now perceive your friend, etc etc,, something something NRC is an all-boys academy. Do you really think they'll believe your words (a magicless girl from nowhere) over Riddle's (accomplished Housewarden and honors student who is just such a goody-goody)? That concept of the promising young man and how (as the absolute STINKY RAT >:( of a Headmage tells you) he said/she said could ruin his career and future. You wouldn't do that to Riddle Rosehearts, would you? It's a terrible, gross situation for darling.

✧ sapphic omegaverse...... you and Riddle are omegas and best friends who decide to help each other get through your heats because Riddle can't stand alphas and you're uneasy around them. She's absolutely obsessed with you,,, maybe she even feeds into your fear of alphas when it seems like you might show interest in one or it seems like you might try to overcome your fear!!! Riddle intentionally painting a grim picture of alphas so that you'll stay with her. And then of course alpha Floyb ruins the image she's portrayed to you when he's just so soft and sweet and gentle towards you and Riddle is killing him a dozen ways in her mind because how dare he ruin the one good thing she has!!!

✧ cannot stop thinking about Idia who gets Riddle hooked on a vtuber or a streamer darling,,, Riddle is not chronically online like Idia and Cater, so he's very out of his element and has no idea what these streaming terms even mean, but he thinks you're a very fun character. Riddle knows to separate the character you play from the real person behind them, or so he thinks. But he just loves how cozy your study streams are and how wonderful your laugh is and how, even though he has no idea what any of these games are that you're playing, just being able to hear your voice is enough for him and OH. Suddenly he's fallen in too deep.

✧ arranged marriage with Riddle!!! Because who wouldn't want to marry the son of the most successful magic doctor in the Queendom of Roses? (Not you.) I love the idea of darling being so free-spirited (when you aren't acting subservient just to please your parents and Mama Rosehearts). You're just so different, unlike anyone Riddle's ever known before. Riddle was raised with all of these traditional values, yet you shatter each and every one of them. Don't you know how unbecoming and distracting it is to show so much skin? he gripes at you, and the next time he sees you you're showing even more skin (just to spite him and be a brat). But it is very refreshing to be around you and see the way in which you carry yourself and live life. He was annoyed before, but now he's starting to admire you and look at you through new lenses after you opened his eyes to the world beyond the tiny, closed off one in which he previously lived.

✧ AAAAA imagine being Riddle's first girlfriend......... maybe you were bribed LOL. Or you decide to go along with it because the Rosehearts have a very good reputation and they have Money. In any case, now you're dating Riddle!!! <3 omg he would be so awkward!!! He's doing his best not to mess this up and to be a good boyfriend, but he's very inexperienced and has no idea what he's doing. Nevertheless, it's endearing to see how much effort he's putting in. Virgin Riddle x maneater reader. orz orz

[ghostbustting]

97 James as a new dad, holding his newborn babygirl and crying as he kisses her tummy and tells her how much he loves her BDHDBSHSH I need this

I'M SO SORRY THIS WAS VERY RUSHED AAAAA

╰┈➤“𝑯𝑶𝑳𝑫 𝑶𝑵„ ๋࣭⭑

‘97!James Hetfield x Reader

In James' perspective.

It wasn’t long after half of our show was done, we were only taking a small break and talking to the crowd, hyping them up as they return the hype back towards us. Everything was going so well, we can hear our fans cheer for us non stop.

That’s when that roadie came to me, giving me a news I’ve been waiting for since ages, yet also a news that made my heart drops.

“James? James- hey, what’s the matter?! Where are you going?!” I hear my bandmates call out behind me. But I didn’t care.

The sounds of disappointed and confused fans in the crowd of audience were too loud to avoid, meanwhile I try to brush them off without a single ounce of care. My mind occupied with two things and two things only.

The love of my life.

And the little soul inside her womb that was brought into our life as an evidence of our love.

My mind race with thoughts of worry.. panic.. fear. She’s being sent to the hospital alone all the time I was screaming lyrics and playing chords on my guitar to the crowd of people.

I wished that damn roadie would just interrupt me sooner. I could care less about satisfying my fans when my pregnant wife is in a critical condition.

I make my way out of the venue as soon as I gather my stuff, pushing through the amount of fans and paparazzi waiting for me, I can smell their nosy asses from miles away. Knowing their exact plan to put this news in papers.

My mind seems to be in a world of it’s own, as if working on auto pilot.

I took the nearest cab and make my way to the hospital, urging the driver every now and then to speed the fuck up despite the speed limit on the road.

I was aware it might be rude. But my eyes were blinded by the visual that appeared in my brain of how much pain she must be in right now, how much struggles she’s been putting up with these couple months.

Minutes of the car ride seems to feel like eternity, only building up my impatience. “Faster!” The words can’t help but blurt out of my mouth once again, I can only pray that god bless this driver for putting up with me.

Once the car comes into a stop, I immediately hand him the cash- not caring how many money left my wallet as I immediately head out of the car and walk into the hospital, asking around for my wife.

My heart race, sweat trickling down my forehead as a nurse willingly lead me through the busy hospital halls. “Where is it? Where’s the room?” I can’t help but ask the nurse, impatient. I can tell how much my nonstop questions were pressuring her as we walk faster.

I just want to see her face. See her smile with our baby in her arms. To know we’ll finally be a complete family. To find her safe, at the very least. Hold her in my arms, cover her face in kisses, let her know I love her and I’ll be hers forever.

“Where is it?!” I ask with more urgent now, my eyes narrowed and eyebrows furrowed in frustration of being parted with her for far too long now.

“Sir, please stay calm..” The nurse desperately try to dodge the many patients and doctors walking past us, the hospital seems to be terribly busy tonight.

Then, finally.. we arrive at the room.

The nurse opens the door and let me enter, the doctors and nurses inside all turned to look at the now opened door and my figure stepping in.

I didn’t care about how they turned towards me, I just immediately make my way towards the bed I see my woman laying on…

I stop in my tracks.

My eyes widens at the sight before me.

My heart melts with pure love.

All kinds of emotions fills my sense; Happiness, disbelief, love, care. I took a big inhale and let out a deep breath when I see the baby in her arms. I gasp and my eyes wells up with happy tears.

I scan my lovely wife’s face, her beautiful face painted by her perfect smile that I will never get bored of, her own eyes were filled with tears. “James..”

“Baby, I-” I fail to make a single sentence as I shake my head and make my way towards the bed, kneeling beside it as my eyes are fixated on the little being sleeping in her arms.

I look at her, my eyes searching for hers as I cannot believe this is real.

Her eyes met mine and she nod as she sniffle and a tear roll down her cheek, “It’s a girl, James.. she got your blue eyes..” My eyes widen as she said this softly, her eyes looked tired but still filled with love and happiness.

My hand reach up to hold her head and kiss her hair, “I’m so sorry I didn’t make it..” A tear leave my own eyes as I look down at the small being, too small and fragile and precious for this world. “Oh.. my baby girl..”

Carefully, I hold the baby’s small hand, trying not to wake her up. “My sweet angel..” I choked out a small chuckle through my tears. “She’s so beautiful.. and small.. and cute.. oh my god..” I peck her small hand and smile almost too wide that my cheeks hurt. “I’m a dad.. I’m a dad..!” I exclaim happily.

I can feel my wife’s hand gently stroking my hair and chuckle as I admire our baby girl, small sobs of joy leaving my lips. “You cry so ugly..” She whisper through her own tears.

Her words made me chuckle even more, too happy at the moment to even come up with a clever comeback, “Shut up..” I wipe my tears and sigh to control this overwhelming feeling of happiness and gratefulness that consumes me.

The baby girl’s small but cute cheeks just looks so adorable, I can’t help but bury my face in her small tummy and press soft kisses all over it, nuzzling my nose against my baby. “I love you, I love you, I love you..” I whisper softly.

I feel a hand on my back and I hear her voice again, “Jamie, you’ll wake her up..” She giggled softly and pull me back. I smile up at my wife cheekily and lean my head on her chest. “Sorry.. can’t help it..”

I sigh and keep my eyes on the cute baby, “The boys will not believe this!”

My smile cannot leave my face. Not even for a single millisecond. I feel so lucky. My life never felt so completed with these two girls close to me. Not a single groupie out there will stand a chance to this strong woman next to me.

“Hey, sweetheart?”

“Mhm?”

“I love you.”

I look up to see her beautiful smile once again, my eyes on those lips I wish I could glue onto mine forever. She’s everything I could ever dream of. The main piece of the puzzle to my life. The sunlight and moonlight of my world. The air I breathe everyday.

“James?”

“Yea?”

“Let’s get some chicken curry after this.”

My head turns up to her again and I laugh softly. That’s what I love most about her. She can walk into a lively room and still be able to light the room up even more than anyone can.

I slowly look down at the baby in our arms again.

And this little one.. will surely be just as special and lovely. Our sweet angel.

[teioh]

last time i vent i promise

like nonstop all through january no exaggeration i was incredibly sick like i literally dont know if it was one big continuous cold or it was different kinds but i was soo miserable. on top of that my dog passed away last month and i had to put my cat to sleep last night and i have to distract myself from thinking about any of these before i start feeling so distraught because its just one thing after another and i havent been able to find any peace.

i have to work very hard to feel like myself again bc i have never ever been in so much physical and emotional turmoil. i feel so pathetic ive been like. wallowing in my own sadness and its been hard trying to do something good for myself. and when i do i feel an immense amt of guilt, like im not allowed to do that anymore.

i havent been able to cook very much, but i made curry today and it felt rlly good doing it and i wanna hang onto that feeling and cook more things. i also see mason towards the end of the month and its gonna feel so good being w him again. also gonna try a little harder to look for a new job..... im getting way too comfortable putting up w insane shit and i know it can be better for me... aaaaa lol

[appalesbian]

Get to know you game! Answer the questions and tag people you want to know better!

Thank you @korrasamibottles and @ozais-lobotomist for the tag💕

Last song listened to:

On My Mama by Victoria Monét

(yes this has been on repeat nonstop for the past two months but fucking. try to not feel like a baddie when you listen to this, it’s literally impossible. mental illness? body dysmorphia? I don’t know her!)

Currently reading:

I just finished Birth in Eight Cultures because fun fact, I’m working towards becoming a certified birth doula! (and I gotta get through that reading list lmao)

Currently watching:

I’m on season three of Reservation Dogs but have been putting off finishing it because I’m scared it’s going to fuck me up saying goodbye to the kids aaaaa

Currently obsessed with:

The show Ghosts UK! It’s very sweet and deeply stupid and hilarious and I love it. Kitty is my queen and Pat is extremely me-coded

Tagging my dude @jaztice if you have any desire to participate😙

[frozenhi-chews]

Passes out despite the fact I just woke up

"I care about you, brother."

Hhhhhiii guys! Back with another comic from @twinanimatronics fic! Is anyone surprised? Yeah. The day I stop drawing for this fic is the day people can assume me dead. Anyways.

oUCH??? EXCUSE ME??? I had just finished my first Undertale playthru. I had done Pacifist. I was still mentally recovering from the events that had happened from pre-Omega Flowey fight to the ending of the game. And THERE JUST H A D TO BE A FLOWEY REFERENCE that already pounded my pulverized heart into the pavement. Well done Ceph! (Being genuine about that one.) I'm not kidding when I say I legit cried making this!!

Hope y'all enjoy

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[beneathashadytree]

hello love, I hope you’re doing well! I just want to let you know I am absolutely in love with your writing style. it’s always such a pleasure to read and I truly enjoy everything I read off your page. thank you for blessing us with your talents! your page is one of my favorites.

that being said, I have a request for a jotaro kujo x female reader. the storyline would be set during the events of part four, during morioh shenanigans.

jotaro has an old friend who had joined the crew during stardust crusaders (a rocker chick with an idgaf attitude). who absolutely hated jotaro (the way he disrespected women, the way he treated others, etc, etc) and joined the crusaders for the sole purpose of proving she was more of an asset than jotaro. during which they bickered nonstop, (literally the nastiest arguments, name calling, etc). only when it came to fighting dio they worked together to get it done and ended up putting their differences aside to become friends. clearly there’s romantic tension there, but despite a few friendly moments nothing comes of the feelings and they set off. ( they’re basically rivals turned friends, but she still likes to piss him off for fun).

years later she gets a call from jotaro asking for her help in morioh, which she very sarcastically accepts. upon her arrival their relationship is more of a sarcastic banter. (her sarcastic witty comments solely to annoy jotaro and him huffing and gruffing). but their feelings quickly return and there’s so much tension. like, awkward tension that neither of them can deny and the entire morioh gang can point it out. finally, they have a heart to heart - and very awkwardly open up to one another over a bottle of booze. they seal it with a kiss, and shenanigans ensue.

TEN YEARS - JOTARO KUJO X READER

Warnings : lots of curse words, misogyny from 17 year-old Jotaro, implications of death, I changed a couple of minor details in canon to fit this, this is not proofread at all, reader uses she/her pronouns!

Genre : fluff with some angst I think

Word count : 4.5K words (oops!)

Additional notes : Aaaaa thank you so so much for your sweet words! I’m so happy to hear that you enjoy my writing. I feel so flattered by your kindness! In all honesty, this request goes against my requesting rules🫣 The length required for such a heavily detailed, canon-non-compliant request means writing no less than 4K words (that’s after skimming over some points too😭), which is the typical length of a ficlet, not a oneshot (which ranges from 1K to 2.5K words). I’m sorry to say this but I have stopped taking requests for ficlets over a year ago🫠 I did feel terrible, however, not taking this request, since you’d been so sweet and nice about it. But please be sure to check out my rules and guidelines before requesting! I like to stick to them to prevent a burnout, and to make sure that I don’t end up taking too long writing one piece only. Nevertheless, I thank you very much for the unique idea. I really hope you like this! 💗💗

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Masterlist

“So you called me up, just to bring me to your hotel room?” She raised her eyebrow, before tossing her bag onto one of the two chairs by the window. “See, that wasn’t the sort of ‘help’ I had in mind when I’d accepted your invitation.”

Dr. Kujo—or as she knew him to be, Jotaro—could do nothing but roll his eyes. She’d always liked to make a flashy entrance, with more than a few choice words ready on the tip of her tongue.

“I don’t want to know what you’ve pictured.” He sighed, moving from where he stood by the mahogany desk. “Have you heard from Polnareff recently?”

“A little.” She shrugged, a little stiffly, as though the idea of thinking of their troupe back in Egypt wasn’t something she liked to entertain. Crossing her legs, she watched as he pulled something from his jacket. “Last I heard, he was looking for Dio’s arrows, but that’s about it.”

He handed her what looked like a photograph. Squinting her eyes a little, she tried to make out just what she was seeing. “Now, I’m sure seeing me all cross-eyed has you shaking in your boots with excitement, but—“

Jotaro only huffed, a small impatient noise that she’d barely heard. At that, she quirked her eyebrow. That was rather odd. She’d come to get used to his snarky, biting remarks that left no one unscathed—least of all a woman.

“Gone soft, have you? I’d thought you’d have my ass the very second I opened my mouth,” she grinned wickedly, as Jotaro glanced away for a second.

Good. She’d always liked it when he was too flustered to say anything.

Her happiness didn’t last long though. Clearing his throat, his gaze didn’t meet hers and instead focused on the photograph in her hand. “‘s not like you were short in comebacks for everything.”

To her admittance, she felt a spark of irritation. “Well, don’t expect me to sit back and take it. If you had a stick lodged up your ass, that wasn’t any of my business.”

“I’m not here to fight over stuff that happened ten years ago,” he firmly said, before his shoulders relaxed and his voice grew a little quieter, though he remained expressionless. “I was under the impression that we’d… gotten along decently near the end.”

“If you’re trying to say we were friends by the time we faced off Dio, then alright, I’d say we might have been, by a very loose definition of the word.”

A very, very loose definition, given how they’d started out and how they’d ended up.

***

Her family had always been a quaint one, especially by the modern Japanese standards. Rock music had come in a wave that hit her father, and his passion for the genre had infected her, to the extent that it manifested in her stand, Flick of the Wrist, which was her special Rickenbacker bass that could deal serious damage to her opponents eardrums by strumming at too low a frequency.

She’d often gotten stared at by others her age, especially during high school, when she’d hit the arcades on the weekend in her clothes that always garnered attention. Perhaps they’d feared anything that was different—though that fear mixed with respect whenever they stared at Jotaro, who was just as odd by their standards.

Loathe she was to admit just how petty she had been, she truly did despise Jotaro from the very first moment she’d met him during orientation day. She’d never gone out of her way to speak to someone who constantly looked like they had a ten foot pole lodged up their ass, but she’d observed the way he’d interacted with the other students—or rather, the way he hadn’t interacted with them.

His brisk and cold demeanor wasn’t just off-putting, but it also at times turned extremely disrespectful. Overhearing him yelling insults at the girls who fawned over him every morning was what solidified that image of him in her head, and she wasn’t too keen on changing her mind: Jotaro Kujo was a misogynistic asshole, who’d die alone. It was entirely his fault that when he’d injured both her and that new kid Kakyoin, she’d retaliated and flipped him off, before threatening to leave his ears bleeding and useless. Definitely not her personal dislike for him at play.

Though she’d been an intruder in his home at the time, the dire situation she’d found him in had only garnered him a bit of sympathy from her—and not for himself, but for his poor mother who’d had nothing to do with the whole affair with that Dio person.

When she’d suggested to his grandfather, Joseph that she join in on their travels as an additional stand user to their arsenal, Jotaro’s glower had been murderous. “A bitch like her would get us all killed the moment we step out of Japan,” he’d said, with no more than a glance at her as he turned away. But before he could leave amidst Avdol’s horrified protests, she’d called him a “miserable, pathetic bitch-boy”; something he hadn’t taken kindly to, if him rolling up his sleeves was anything to go by.

Kakyoin had interrupted them before things could escalate into a fist fight they were both more than willing to participate in, but as they’d went on their journey, it seemed more than apparent that both she and Jotaro could never be civil towards each other. Jotaro, with all his pretense of maturity and cool-headedness, often opposed her ideas for no good reason, just wanting to prove how much of an idiot she was to their companions. With the way she wanted to show the others just how superior she was as a fighter, and how she was no sniveling kid that needed rescuing, she always butted heads with him the moment he opened his mouth to speak.

Neither of them seemed to care about holding themselves back from cussing each other out, the vilest insults being spat back and forth. She’d never been one to sit back and take disrespect, but to the others, seeing Jotaro so riled up was something rather surprising. Avdol, ever the pacifist, had a hard time choosing between scolding them both and just sighing in defeat as he watched from the sidelines.

In a surprising turn of events, it was Joseph who’d given them a wake up call. “This pettiness will only end up as a weakness that Dio will definitely exploit.” He’d sounded uncharacteristically stern, his usual grin replaced by a deep-set scowl. “Neither of you will be getting anything done at this rate. If you can’t even pretend to like each other, at the very least put in some effort to work together.”

And so, biting the insides of their cheeks and not-so-subtly exchanging looks of disdain, they’d begun the irksome process of biting back their tongues in the presence of each other. With their respective stands, she could momentarily cause enough panic and auditory pain to distract the enemy while Jotaro beat them to a bloody pulp. The key to doing that was fast reflexes, which both of them thankfully had in abandon. With their brains, it didn’t take very long for them to figure out this strategy.

As much as she thought of him a brute, there was little she could complain about concerning him when it came to fighting. Jotaro had proven time and time again that his brash fighting styles weren’t entirely irrational, and the delicate accuracy of her Flick of the Wrist meshed well with Star Platinum’s sheer power. Perhaps it was the satisfaction of seeing their efforts come to fruition with stand users at their feet, or maybe it was the fact that they were both more inclined to listen to each other’s advice when they were putting their lives on the line, but soon enough they weren’t constantly bickering like cats and dogs did.

Instead, there came a mutual understanding; a sense of peace whenever they could glance at each other and nod, before setting off according to plan. She had found herself offering to switch patrol with him when he looked a little worse for wear, and retrieved his beloved hat whenever it got blasted off mid-fight, watching as he’d used it to hide his flush. Though still a little tactless with his words, Jotaro had draped his jacket over her shivering form many a time at night, and had silently bandaged her ripped wounds when she could no longer hide her hisses of pain.

By the time they’d turned up at Dio’s mansion, she’d known that she could no longer say she hated him. It had been a long time since she’d felt anything worse than brief annoyance towards him, and instead she’d found herself wishing she could just take a break from it all and sit with him in peace. They could talk about whatever they think of without any restraints, or they could relish in the silence that envelopes them, just comforted by each other’s existence in the same bubble.

It had sparked something akin to fondness; something she couldn’t dare think of deciphering; something that had warmth pooling in her belly every time she looked at him as he bravely stood his ground, unrelenting (and then she would be hit, once again, with the reminder that they were both just 17 year-olds at the end of the day, and tossed in a world they don’t quite belong in).

In front of the intimidating mansion that would spell out their future, she’d known that things would change forever, regardless of what would happen as soon as they’d stepped across the threshold. And so she’d turned, facing those piercing sea-green eyes that were lit with something she couldn’t quite put her finger on.

“You know what, Jotaro?” she’d breathed in, clenching her hands into fists as a small smirk made its way onto her face, “I think I’m starting to find you pretty tolerable.”

He’d raised his eyebrow at that, his lips quirking upwards in a small, barely perceptible smile. “That’s news to me.” His tone was light, but she knew that he knew that she was underplaying how she truly felt. He just went along with it, his arm brushing hers. “Well, I don’t think I find you that annoying.”

“Ah, fuck, guess I’m losing my touch.”

“Good grief…”

And then they’d taken the steps forward that could never be undone. No matter how much they’d wish it, no matter how many nightmares it would bring, and no matter how often they tortured themselves with thoughts of the ones they’d left behind, souls drifting in between, they could never turn back time.

From then on, they’d barely spared each other a second glance on the way back. The wounds were too fresh, and the scars unhealing. Perhaps that was the disadvantage of having understood each other that well; they’d known it was unlikely that either of them would be able to face the other without feeling overexposed. So that was how they’d separated in Japan, hearts aching but faces never betraying how they’d felt at the moment. The radio silence that came afterwards was equal parts unnerving and a blessing.

***

So then why did sitting there in the Grand Morioh Hotel room feel like a death sentence?

She could see with her own two eyes how much Jotaro had changed, inside out. The beautiful eyes she’d remembered as being challenging were wisened and even somewhat exhausted, and his figure was a lot slimmer than she recalled it being. His outfits might’ve been brighter, but he seemed all the more duller in them. It was a bit of a reality check; ten years truly had passed.

Perhaps the bitterness she’d felt seconds ago was due to how they’d left things. She felt as though there was much unsaid, and wasn’t sure if it was only on her end.

Still, it wasn’t fair on him. How she felt, at the very least, was her own responsibility and not his. It wasn’t his fault she’d been too cowardly to speak up at the time. But still, would she call them friends?

It didn’t matter at the moment. She cleared her throat. “Anyways, what’s the deal with Dio’s arrows?”

“A couple of them went awry on the town’s residents. Many have had stand awakenings, and not all with the best intentions.” Jotaro paused, before pointing at the blurry photograph in her hand. “It’s not very clear, but this man is one we’re hunting down at the moment. He’s a stand user, and we’ve had our suspicions that he’s actually a serial killer underneath all that shitty fancy fabric.”

“You’re one to talk about fancy fabric, Mr. I-wear-10K-yen-pants-in-the-desert,” she mumbled under her breath, before leaning in and trying to take a better look. The picture was taken from the back and mid-action, so she could barely make out what he looked like with his head turned to the side. His most distinguishing feature was the striking salt and pepper hair that wasn’t exactly common in the way it looked so obviously dyed. “Okay, he seems pretty conspicuous, so why haven’t you been able to catch him?”

“Lack of evidence.” He took the photograph back, before briefly removing his hat and ruffling back his curls, a troubled look flashing in his eyes as he set the hat down again. “That, and the fact that the situation is pretty… complicated.”

Somehow, she understood the hidden meaning lingering beneath his words. “Too many lives at stake?”

Jotaro hummed in confirmation, picking up a white bag from the vanity beside her and shouldering it. “Come, there’s someone I’d like you to meet.”

Though she briefly hesitated, she nodded and went along with him.

***

She didn’t know what she’d expected, but it certainly wasn’t a teenage boy with features nearly identical to Jotaro’s—uncannily so. She’d have called them father and son, if he hadn’t looked a little too old for that.

“That’s my, uh, uncle I guess, Josuke.”

A confused look made its way on her face as she looked back and forth between Jotaro and the boy. “Huh? Don’t you mean the other way around?”

He looked exhausted as he shook his head, “Apparently, Joseph’s his father, so that makes him my uncle despite being 16.”

She blinked, a hand on her hips as she leaned back. “I don’t know what family dynamic this is, and I’m not sure I want to find out.”

“I didn’t know you knew pretty babes, Jotaro. Were you keeping her a secret from us?” the boy interrupted, a cheeky grin on his face, clearly trying to appear charming (which was a little hard to achieve, given that his pompadour haircut was more than a couple of decades out of style).

Smirking, she spared the exasperated-looking marine biologist a glance, before looking back at Josuke. “Just one babe, not plural. I’m probably the only chick Jotaro’s ever interacted with.”

Josuke looked confused. “What? I’m pretty sure he was married at some point.”

She looked momentarily horrified, eyes wide as saucers. “Married?!”

The teenager awkwardly rubbed the back of his neck. “Yeah, and he’s got a 7 year-old daughter. Her name’s Jolyne—“

“Daughter?!” She whipped her head to Jotaro, disbelief written all over her face, “Are you fucking with me? Were you not planning on mentioning any of this?”

“Good grief,” Jotaro sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose as he exhaled through it, “I was married. Past tense. We got divorced a few years after having Jolyne. She’s currently with her mother in Florida.”

“Florida…” she weakly repeated, struck with the realization that she truly knew nothing about the Jotaro in front of her. Though now, things made a little more sense than they did before. The reason why he’d mellowed out must’ve owed to the fact that he’d fallen in love and had a daughter over the years. Both had softened his sharp edges, it seemed, but it certainly caused a pang in her chest as she wondered if he’d ever even felt the same about her back then; after all, it seemed odd that he’d get over her that fast, if she’d done the math correctly and calculated the timeline right.

All she could do was nod, before turning back to Josuke. “Seeing as you’re the old man’s son, you’re probably a stand user, right?”

He looked a little surprised. “You know about them? Do you have one too?”

With a quick swish of her arm, she pulled out Flick of the Wrist that had been slung around her back. “If I strum this bad boy, you’ll be bleeding out from your ears before you can say “damn bitch”—which I assure you, your dearest nephew has called me multiple times.”

“That was then…” Jotaro gruffly said, before shaking his head, as if to say that he wasn’t even going to bother explaining himself. “Anyways, about our suspect…”

***

It quickly became an almost-daily thing; she and Jotaro would leave the hotel (where he’d actually booked her a room, a fact that had both surprised her and made her a little happier than she’d care to admit), meet up with Josuke and a couple of his friends that often tagged along, and discuss their strategy. They’d need to rely on Rohan, something Josuke was more than a little miffed by.

Okuyasu and Koichi were nice enough kids, but they didn’t seem to worry their heads too much. They trusted in the combined stand power of the three of them, which was equal parts heartwarming and naïve.

And Jotaro was… well, Jotaro. He was always that odd mix of enigmatic and straightforward; of unnerving and comforting; of frustrating and amusing. She’d catch him watching the Morioh teens with a half-smile that, a decade ago, he would’ve normally never let show on his face, and she’d grin back at him. “Getting all mushy on me, Dr. Kujo?” she’d say every time, only for him to tell her to shut up without a single ounce of malice.

She’d be lying if she said that she didn’t fear for him. Jotaro’s Star Platinum’s power was almost absolute, especially once The World was activated, but she still feared that it would catch up to him someday. Karmic retribution was very much real, but did it work on people who did seemingly-horrible stuff for the greater good?

“What’s wrong?”

Speak (or in this case, think) of the devil and he appears. Facing him as they stood in Josuke’s front lawn, she allowed herself to express her weariness. “Just thinking a little. Any news from the pissy mangaka?”

“Rohan’s gonna confront the kid. Something’s wrong with that family, but we don’t know what.” Jotaro looked more exhausted than she’d ever seen him, and that was saying something. With bags under his eyes and his curls ruffled beneath his hat, he looked like he was carrying the burdens of the whole world.

She gave him a pointed look. “Really? You’re talking about odd families?”

He glared at her, but she saw no actual anger behind it. His gaze returned to Okuyasu, who was currently being held in a headlock after getting caught cheating on Josuke in a particularly enthusiastic game of cards. “Anyways, we don’t want to potentially endanger someone innocent. His family’s probably unaware, but the kid probably knows something.”

“I hate hearing about kids who’ve been burdened with the knowledge of something bigger than them,” she mumbled under her breath, a little darkness underlying in her expression. When Jotaro turned back to her, he stared at her for a couple of seconds, trying to figure something out.

“You mean like us back then.” He wasn’t asking, he simply stated it. Meeting his eyes was a lot more difficult this time, but she did all the same. Something heavy lingered in them, and she felt herself compelled to lean in closer. Jotaro simply let her, his own eyes darkening. There was something she had to see, but she didn’t know what—all she knew was that getting a closer look at him was something she desperately needed.

“You’d always been braver than you should’ve been,” she murmured, her eyes flickering to his full lips for a moment. Jotaro himself had dipped his head a little closer to hers, before—

“Hey lovebirds, quit it with the PDA! We need you here as refs!” Josuke’s yell came from behind them, causing them to snap backwards and hurriedly shift back to their places. Whatever that was—and she was sure that she hadn’t imagined it this time—could wait.

***

Rohan had set the date. Tomorrow they’d be putting the plan in motion, because waiting any longer only meant that they’d be risking the lives of every resident of Morioh for another day. As a form of celebration, as soon as they’d gotten back to the hotel, she’d suggested they lounge in Jotaro’s room with a couple of beers. He hadn’t protested, but he hadn’t seemed particularly enthusiastic. Maybe he still remembered how she was when she was drunk; shitfaced after guzzling just one beer can.

When she made it inside, she was a little surprised to find that the lights had been dimmed, casting warm shadows across the walls. Instead of the hotel beer cans that she’d expected to find, she found a bottle of wine and two glasses set on the small table by the window.

“Splurging all that scientist money, I see.” She raised her eyebrow, taking a seat and exhaling in relaxation as she did.

Jotaro poured the wine into their glasses, but certainly not without correcting her. “Marine biologist.”

“Doesn’t matter as long as you’re loaded,” she chuckled, only waiting for him to sit in front of her before taking a sip. “This is good. Looks a little odd though.”

“Zinfandel rose wine. There’s a hint of strawberry in that.” He took a sip, a satisfied hum escaping the back of his throat as he did, and she struggled to look away from his Adam’s apple bobbing up and down. “Thought it wouldn’t hurt to enjoy our last night.”

“Already putting me to the grave? You’ll have to work harder to get rid of me.” A flustered sound so uncharacteristic to him left his lips, and it seemed that it took him a couple of seconds to realize that she was only teasing him. “Don’t worry, I know you meant our last night in Morioh. Hopefully.”

They lapsed into silence, contemplative looks on each of their faces. It didn’t take a genius to figure out what the other was thinking of.

“They do remind me of us.” Jotaro’s voice was a lot gruffer when he said that. Perhaps it was just him trying to put up a tough front as he always had.

“Yeah, with significantly less clinically insane vampires, though,” she snorted, swirling the remains of the pink alcohol in her glass.

“Glad we both got rid of the last of those.” Jotaro sounded amused as he reached out to refill their glasses. “Not really sure if it was worth teaming up with you for a whole damn month.”

“Ha!” she chortled, downing half the glass in one gulp before setting it down with a challenging look in her eyes. “You definitely liked me back then.”

He went quiet for a moment, before softly speaking up again. “I did.”

Freezing in place, she gaped at him. “I’m sorry, what?”

“I had feelings for you back then,” he slowly said, brilliant bright eyes meeting hers and pinning her in place.

Her shoulders drooped and her fingers fell from the wine glass. “Well then why didn’t you ever tell me?”

Jotaro almost looked incredulous as he asked, “Was there ever a time for that?” She looked away as he set down his glass too. “We were on a bit of fucking tight schedule.”

“Fine, that’s understandable, but what about after we got to Japan?”

Now it was his turn to look sheepish. “I thought you’d never want to talk to me again. Partially because you hadn’t forgiven me for how I used to be at the start, and partially because you wanted to forget all about the trip.”

“But not about you,” she swallowed thickly, the emotions she’d repressed all these years swelling inside her and threatening to burst, “Because I liked you too, you fucking Neanderthal,” she choked out a laugh, as Jotaro looked nothing short of stunned. “I was too busy wondering why the fuck I wanted to kiss you senseless back then when we were finally getting along well.”

“How was I supposed to know that…” he mumbled weakly, before emptying the glass in one shot. He somehow looked tired and yet also more relaxed than she’d ever seen him, and the fact caused the same swell of affection to bubble in her chest, the warmth spreading to her limbs.

“I thought I was being a little obvious.”

Jotaro shook his head. “If you were, I wouldn’t have thought I had to marry my college friend to get over you, would I?”

So that explained the sudden marriage. It made far more sense (and honestly hurt way less) than believing she’d meant nothing more to him than an ally; someone he’d forgotten overnight. Because only the heavens knew just how impossible he’d made it to forget him—every snarky remark, every witty comeback, every gentle touch, and every ounce of faith in her had made her think of him every night she’d spent on her own, willing the clock to turn back its hands. Eventually, her wistfulness had morphed into a bitter feeling sinking in her chest, and she could no longer afford thinking of him so fondly; not when she still wasn’t over him while he’d disappeared off the face of the earth.

But now? Now Jotaro’s wine-stained lips were inviting in the warm dim lighting of the room. Lost in her thoughts, she hadn’t noticed him taking off his hat and setting it down, ebony curls falling forward and painting him as the picture of enticement. Maybe back when they’d first met she’d disliked him too much to pay it any mind, but Jotaro really had the looks that made her breath catch in her throat. And now that she knew just how tender his sea-green eyes could get when looking at someone, she found him particularly enchanting.

Before she’d even noticed it, she was leaning in across the small table. “If I kissed you now, would I be making my feelings obvious enough?”

If the small smile on his face wasn’t a clear enough invitation, then his hand pushing his drained wine glass out of the way was more than enough of a confirmation.

Resting her weight against the small table, she leaned in so close she could clearly see his thick eyelashes, and he closed the remaining distance between them as her eyes fluttered shut. The first thought in her mind was, ‘Holy fuck, does he taste sweet.’ She didn’t know if it was the wine on his lips, or if he was just a naturally brilliant kisser, but she knew she’d be damned if she ever forgot how kissing him felt. Teasingly, she nipped at his full lower lip, reveling in the deep sound of pleasure that escaped him, and in the way his hand snuck to the back of her neck to pull her in for a deeper kiss.

Much to their mutual disappointment, they soon had to part for air. Breathing heavily, they must’ve both looked positively hypnotized, if she went by the way they were both staring at each other.

“Think you might want to do that again,” he mumbled against her warm skin, thumbing her lips in a daring move she’d never have expected from him.

“What?” she breathily asked, more dazed by the mindblowing kiss than she’d like to admit.

“To make your feelings obvious. Kiss me again.”

And with her trembling hands and eager mouth, she was more than happy to oblige. After all, there was 10 years-worth of waiting to put into motion.

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since im in love with Dola…..Iah i would love to hear any of your favorite headcanons for her and Satan (or Sol….or both hehe)

-@barbabetos

:0 omg… I feel like I have a ton but each time someone asks me I either blank out or feel so ridiculous writing them out >.< But this is the second time someone’s asked for them sdjkfhd I’m also super not sure how to do this aaaaa

So Dola got together with Satan first, and that’s after a lot of encouraging on both ends from the brothers and even the Purgatory men. Bit of a slow burn, and in my head they do that thing where it’s a solid friendship that becomes very domestic and comfortable. Then one day it just hits Dola that she really wants to hold his hand as they walk back to the HoL from RAD and Satan wants to give her a kiss after she takes some tea up to his room after he’d been in there reading nonstop for several hours. Basically like… a slow burn friends-to-lovers thing!

Honestly fully believe in Satan trying to do research on what to do next to court a human once he realizes what exactly it is he’s feeling, so he does a mix of demon and human traditions which end up… Not quite working? Since they were already acting like a couple anyway so it ended up being more of the same really, which frustrates him since he can’t really tell whether Dola returns his feelings or not. Doesn’t help that he overthinks any signs he gets and that she’s actively trying to hide and shove her feelings down because she doesn’t want to enter a relationship with Satan knowing that she’s not going to live for more than a century, and even a century is pushing it. But she also really, really wants to give it a shot anyway because the alternative is ‘life’s short, so why not?’

It’s his spiel when he finally confesses that tips the scales towards them being together. What does he say? Who knows, but it made her cry and say yes.

Anyway anyway—

I firmly believe that Satan’s taste in fashion eventually gets better over time the longer he’s with Dola, and it’s partly because she’s makes it very known when she likes what he’s wearing… and she really likes it when he wears like, dark academia with a slight grungy/punk edge. I feel like I saw the term ‘punk academia’ to describe what I’m imagining but I don’t really have the fashion terms >.> She’s aware that she’s conditioning him into dressing different and makes the most of it. He knows what she’s doing as well, but since he just benefits from it with Asmo leaving him alone about his fashion sense + people telling him that he and Dola look good together since their looks match more he’s more than okay with it.

They go on a lot of odd dates, often to try something new. They’ll go try out new cafes/restaurants, go see a new gallery show, take a class to learn something that’s completely out of one or both of their skillsets/comfort zone, or spend the day at home following YouTube tutorials on how to do x thing the whole day. Or they teach each other new stuff! Dola’s tried to show Satan how to embroider, knit, felt, sew, weave; Satan’s shown her a lot of more complicated recipes, taught her latte art, book binding, for some reason I see him as good at calligraphy and origami? Not to mention dates where they just work on a piece of art or a story together. They’ve definitely made illustrated books and paintings together, which Satan’s somehow managed to make room in his room for.

He helped Dola design her tattoo. He spent a good long while helping her research flower language and helped her match flowers to him and his brothers + the Purgatory boys (though his representation on there is more the leaves and herbs, according to her).

This is so Expected but they definitely rescue cats and kittens and the occasional other animal (usually birds or dogs) and take care of them together once Satan’s living with Dola up in the human world. Mostly they foster them until they have a new home, but a foster fail (or three) is unavoidable. Sometimes Satan’s tempted to take the Ring of Light (or when Solomon’s around, the Ring of Wisdom too) just so he can get a chance to talk to the animals he encounters too, but decides against it when he remembers that there’s no telling what wearing one of them would do to a demon.

Their longest lived ‘pet’ is a little black scorpion from Asmo that lived for an unnatural 70 years. They named it Momo after the gifter and it lived in a vivarium Solomon helped them set up. It glowed pink under blacklight and shone a shimmery rose if the light hit it right.

It’s isn’t really big spoon and little spoon with them it’s mostly ‘which part of Satan is my pillow tonight?’ when they sleep lol

They’ve come up with this system for when Satan gets angry and has trouble calming down. Dola gets his attention on her then uses a pact command to get him to take a few deep breaths before she asks him what he wants to do—be comforted, break something, get distracted, or be left alone. Usually Satan goes for a vent or comfort, though each of those options lead to some comfort anyway once Satan’s calmed down and tired out.

NSFW?? Since I don’t know where else I’m going to put these + remembered the first one after the anger thing

Angry sex isn’t really much of a thing with them. Like, sex gets rough sometimes (especially once Dola’s a lot sturdier thanks to magic), but if he’s angry he’s not going to risk it in case he gets too carried away in the heat of the moment. He’s still a demon with demonic strength, after all, no matter how much control he has over himself he’s not going to fully trust himself with her being that vulnerable if he’s any amount angry.

And speaking of sex, these two don’t really get into power dynamics much and just go with what the night’s mood is. Typically goes between light giggly sex, rough fucking, or serious and romantic lovemaking. Sometimes they’ll let the other take the lead to start, and occasionally set a few rules to follow for the night to spice things up but for the most part they’re very go with the flow.

Between the two… Idk I just think they both have had no experience prior to each other. Just too many irons in the fire and both just strike me as sentimental types who’d want to have sex with someone they deeply love and for Satan he’s only started feeling emotions other than anger + hatred while Dola’s there so… >.>;; While for Dola, she was just genuinely too busy or too depressed to even entertain the thought of a relationship prior to being in the Devildom.

So lots of experimenting and exploring, for sure. They’re both curious and have a ‘don’t knock it til you try it’ attitude and thankfully they found that their kinks and turn-ons are mostly the same, and one is usually willing to compromise for the other for the ones that aren’t. Dola’s a little hard on herself for not being into that many kinks (she has… high expectations of herself in a lot of ways even if it doesn’t make sense), but after a night involving degradation and impact play went badly after she overestimated herself, Satan’s promised to make absolutely sure that she always knows he doesn’t hold any of her aversions against her.

Dola asked him if they could have sex while he’s in his demon form once. He turned her down so she never brought it up again after that, but after a while when he was comfortable and trusted himself enough that he wouldn’t hurt her, he agreed to give it a try. It turned out to be really tender, sweet night of lovemaking that had him on the receiving end of a lot of body worship and since then he’s in his demon form about half the time they fuck. And yeah I headcanon that his dick’s different when he’s in his demon form dsfhjkdf

I feel like I ended up writing way more than you might’ve wanted??? Anyway here’s some that have come to mind that I don’t cringe too much at when I think about saying them out long (or posting them in public here?) Thank you for asking tho omg

@barbabetos

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Your Hand in Marriage

Pairing: Giyuu x Reader

Synopsis: Headcanon/scenario for how Giyuu proposed...how he asked you to marry him...how he popped the question

Tags/warnings: There is slight mention of near-death, but yes, all fluff apart from that!! Also, this can be taken as modern or during canon timeline, whichever works really

a/n: again, thank you so much for requesting anon!! apologies for taking so long :((( i hope you like it though 🥺

LINK to the ask: Request by Anon

anyway, please enjoy!! <33

When he knew you were the one, marriage was always in the back of his mind

You made him yearn for something he feels like could never have

He dreamed of living a quiet, peaceful life with you, to build a warm home and a loving family

And he wanted it so badly

But he couldn’t

Not when he lived the life of a demon slayer—a pillar no less!—not when they were fighting a literal war against the demons who brought so much pain to him, to you, to so many people

He didn’t want his family grow in a world where demon exists

You two talked about this already

And you’ve both agreed that you’re all fine with not getting married even if both of you wanted it more than anything

Your jobs were dangerous—one wrong move could mean death

Both of you entered the corps knowing the consequences, and have made peace with that fact 

I mean, you were open to getting married to him

and as much as he loves you, a lot

He didn't want marriage if it only leads to you dying 

this man has experienced so much loss already, he can’t lose you too.

And you respected that. You didn’t care much for labels. 

Marriage was, in essence, just a piece of paper to prove your relationship, and you knew that you loved each other too much to let a mere document dictate your relationship. 

You don’t mind just staying as boyfriend and girlfriend, you’ll take whatever he’s willing to give

One day, on his way home (to you uwu), he passes by a jewelry store, and sees the ring

Now, Giyuu was never an impulsive buyer, but the ring was perfect.

He could clearly picture it on your left ring finger and—

Oops, he now has a ring in his pocket

It would either be a real classy ring—you know, the classic engagement ring with a yellow gold band and a sizable diamond in the middle

OR

A unique and pretty ring that reminds him of you—a ring designed with sapphires and diamonds. 

(only the best for u after all uwu)

We all know man´s rich enough for it

(giyuu is a pillar. he can literally afford to buy everyone in the corps this ring, and still have left over money to have a lifetime supply of salmon daikon if he wanted to.)

When he got home, his stupidly impulsive buy just dawned on him and u bet he was awkward with you until he found the sneakiest hiding spot for it

((it was hidden underneath a shingle on the roof—a little overkill honestly))

Anyway, all was normal

But Gods, everything changed when the fire nation attacked when you were called to the Butterfly Wing.

He was finishing up on a mission with another pillar, Shinazugawa, and four other slayers (ranked kinoe’s and kinoto’s) when they ran into an upper moon.

And surprisingly, all of these slayers came home, bruised and a lot bloody, but alive.

As you were listening to the report at the Ubuyashiki estate for a meeting, you were relieved to hear that—six demon slayers, all alive after an encounter with an upper moon!!—but when you heard the entire report, your stomach dropped in dread and you dead-ass sprinted out the door to go straight into the butterfly wing.

(You can apologize to the Oyakata-sama later though he was a second away from shooing you out the door)

Because Giyuu—

Giyuu was there 

Your stupid, brave, lovable Giyuu,

Threw himself in front of his fellow slayers to take the brunt of the hit with lull, and so very nearly died when he got hit by the demon’s blood art.

It worked though, because now, the demon got distracted, giving the others ample time to deal with the minions

Once Sanemi and the others were able to lop its head off, the kakushi arrived promptly and rushed everyone back to the butterfly estate.

He woke up after a week. That was the extent of the damage brought to him by that near fatal blow.

First thing he saw was you

You were sound asleep right by his bed, slouched over the visitor’s chair in a position Giyuu knew was anything but comfortable. He was quick to note the dark circles under your eyes, briefly wondering how long you were there. You looked a little cold, so he moved to place the extra blanket from his bedside over you, but you immediately stir when you felt the slightest movement.

“Giyuu? Sweetheart, are you…?”

Seeing him awake felt like a huge bucket of water was poured over you. Any trace of sleep was gone from your body—you were wide awake in a flash, relieved and grateful that he was alive.

“Hello—“ His voice was a little raspier than either of you liked, but yours however, was fine, and healthy enough to to speak your mind. 

“You dumbass!” You hiss, throwing him a light glare.“Do you know how worried I was? How scared I was? I thought I was going to lose you!”

“I’m sorry.” He says, and squirms slightly under your gaze. He would’ve looked away, but he’s missed you a lot. Wasting a few seconds from cowering in slight shame and a little fear would be unbecoming of a Pillar.

“Don’t say sorry!” You were trying so hard to look stern and mad, but having the love of your life nearly taken away from you? You nearly lost him—all you wanted was to just touch him, and never let him go.

Tears start slipping down your eyes before you could stop yourself. Without a word, you wrap your arms over his neck, nearly straddling him as you buried your face in his neck. You try to memorize how his body felt against yours, clinging to him like your life depended on it—and in a way, it did. 

“You!—don’t ever do that to me again!” You cry, being mindful of his injuries as you hold him tighter. Neither of you make mention of how his hospital clothes were starting to grow damp. “If you die and leave me alone, I swear to the gods—!” 

“I’m sorry,” he says again, because what else can he say? He wasn’t aware of how close he was to losing you, until he woke up from the week-long coma. He made you sad, and worry over him, and he never wants to see you cry ever again. He brings you closer against his chest, and says a silent thank you to whatever god let him live. 

“You better be!” You mumble.

“I am. I missed you.” He drops his head against your shoulder, and holds you tighter against him.

Still mindful of his injuries, you return his hug tenfold. “I missed you too.”

Neither of you let go until Shinobu and Aoi dropped by to clean and redress his wounds. 

Afterwards though neither of you left each other’s side (I mean, it’s not like Giyuu could, but you get my point), 

Anyway, even if one of the butterfly girls or even Shinobu came in to give him meds—

He would always be touching you

Holding pinkies, even holding hands, which was a surprising, since he wasn’t much for PDA.

Another surprising fact was that Shinobu would only tease him no more than eight times per visit, when she would usually tease him nonstop.

You didn’t leave him for the entire week he needed to recover, unless it was for a mission (Oyakata-sama was very kind in giving you lighter, and easier missions—easy for you, hard for lower ranked slayers)

That night, you definitely stayed in his room (one of the pillars was kind enough to take over your patrol. it was Mitsuri), and slept right by his side. 

As you slept, he watches the careful rise and fall of your chest. 

You looked so peaceful that he starts daydreaming about what could be—a future with you.

His near death experience made him realize that if he didn’t marry you, it would be one of the greatest mistakes of his life.

You taught him to live life to its fullest, to live without regrets

And he knew he’d regret it if he didn’t get to call you his wife, even if it was just for a day.

The demons have taken so much from him already—his sister, his best friend

They’ve already taken too much

He’s not going to let the demons take away any more of his happiness

SO YES

This was the moment he finally decided to ask you to be his wife.

took him long enough

Giyuu knew that he wasn’t the best at communication

And he was really worried about you not wanting to marry him anymore. It’s been a while since that conversation after all

He wanted things to be as clear as spring water before even popping the question

So he decides to ask you.

He brings you out to the engawa and sits there with you, enjoying the night breeze and the view

You’d look very pretty under the moonlight and aaaaa

He wonders how he ever managed to control himself from asking you to marry him earlier 

Because right now

Giyuu has half the mind to just beg you to marry him 

He brings it up bluntly carefully,

“...How do you feel about marrying me?”

He brought it up bluntly.

You’re used to it though (you didn’t even bat an eyelash—what a champ), so you take it in stride.

“What I said before still stands, sweetheart. I would love nothing more than to be your wife, but if you’re not ready—“

“I am.”

Your neck almost snaps with how fast your head turns to look at Giyuu. He wasn’t far, just a few inches of space between your bodies, but you could feel his comforting warmth, and could clearly see his expression despite it being night.

“Are you serious?” You knew he was—Giyuu never was the type to joke—but you couldn’t help but ask. You knew he loved you, you knew he wanted to be with you for as long as possible, but him asking to marry you? Both of you talked about this, and you respected what he wanted and his reasons behind it, so whatever this was? It all felt too good to be true that you wanted to pinch yourself.

“Yes.” Giyuu carefully takes your hands and uses his thumb to trace soothing circles onto the skin of your palm. “If you’re fine with someone like me...” He places his forehead on top of yours and your heart just...picks up the pace. You’re sure he could hear how fast it was beating, while you’re made aware of the fact that your eyes were starting to get teary because everything looked so blurry. 

“Marry me, (F/N)?”

Him wanting to know if you still wanted a marriage with him, turned into an actual proposal

But neither of you minded

It felt perfect

You burst into a loud, giddy laugh, the happy smile on your lips wide enough to reach your ears. The tears start spilling over as you nod your head vigorously, repeating the word “Yes!” like it was the only word you could say.

Giyuu’s mouth curls into the sweetest smile you’ve ever seen on him, and continues to grow each time you ‘yes’. He puts the ring on your finger and you're struck by how pretty it is, feeling a sense of rightness wash over you. He feels it too as both of you take a moment to look at how perfect the fit is, before you look back up at him. 

By the gods, he looked so handsome with that smile on his face, you couldn’t take it. You bring your hands to cup his face, and kiss him for all you were worth. HIs hands wrap around your waist, and you grip the nape of his neck, savoring the feeling of his comforting warmth pressed against you. As both of you pressed your lips against each other, neither of you could stop smiling—you were both so happy.

“You’ll marry me?”

“I’ll marry you right now, if it was possible.”

“You really want to marry me?”

“I always did. I feel stupid for making you wait so long.”

“It’s fine, sweetheart, I understand why.”

He pulls away a little, pouting. “But I could’ve been calling you my wife earlier.” 

“And I could’ve been calling you my husband earlier,” You tease “but here we are.”

“...Maybe we can find a priest right now.”

You laugh and smack his shoulder. “We waited a few years, I’m sure we can wait for a few months.”

The two of you look at each other for a moment.

“Giyuu?”

“Hmm?”

“I love you.” You really do.

He smiles softly, taking your left hand and kissing the back of your hand. “I love you too.” He really does.

For better or for worse

During the next Pillar meeting, everyone definitely notices your ring

a/n: i would like to marry this man please and thank you (′ꈍωꈍ‵)💖

I have another request in the works, but if you liked this headcanon, maybe you’d like to see a continuation! I’ve got some ideas stocked up for “how they met”, “how they got married”, or maybe “how the other pillars react to your engagement”... anyways feel free to drop a request!

apologies in advance if it takes me another month 😔

[transminaashido]

arcane thoroughly destroyed me, like as soon as episode 3 started I was crying nonstop and it really continued through episode 9…. Kind of iconic !! I have so many feelings and I feel like I need to write a dissertation on this show to properly get it out but for now I just,? scream Oh man I feel so bad for everyone in da show.,, and I’ve played league (minimally) but my bf used to be a hardcore player and he knows All The Lore, so I fully knew what was coming for everyone (rip viktor my beloved) but it didn’t make it like, easier? I think for me personally, watching Jinx’s deterioration hurt the most because I *muffled voice* kin her ,, and as like a 14 year old was so obsessed with her story and character lmao , but truly! Everyone made me cry! Everyone and everything! Jinx just made me so sad… not to be like # kinnie or anything but I see a lot of myself in her especially as powder and her in the 2nd act… like !! Wow! I too have been a pretty unstable mentally ill child /teenager with self harming tendencies in a shitty environment with adult presences that were often unhealthy! But it was so hard to watch her as powder feel useless and left out and,, like a jinx,,,, and then the one time she makes a weapon that will 100% work and 100% help, and is so fucking ready to prove herself, and shocker it literally fucks everything up, the situation would've been fine without her, it actually would've been Uh. better, and she's so excited! and then she sees everything she's done and wow there's the start of a lifetime of trauma wow! and oh Vi... Vi is so angry and heart broken and it tore me apart to watch her actively hurt Powder. She almost instantly realizes what she has done, but the damage is done and she doesn't have even a chance to make things right with Powder for another fucking 5 years, and by that time Jinx has been by Silco's side for like Uh 5 whole years, and things have changed... dude jinx's relationship with Silco made me want to cry and scream and shit AAaaA this show is truly so good about showing the sides and motivations of all characters, like obviously Silco is a very fucked up guy who actively harmed both Zaun and Piltover in order to achieve his long-term goal of a sovereign nation of Zaun, and he is ruthless, he threatens and kills and fucking destroys anyone in his way except Jinx, who is like his adoptive daughter... which weird vibes in every way but he LOVES her!

BUT ANYWAYS RIGHT he's evil, but even he is sympathetic ! Like by the end of the show I understood his intentions and felt fucking sad when he died. Maybe sympathetic isn't the right word but it's like... his intentions are at least. I think it's really cool that the show just did a banger job at showing the motivations for every character, even the ones that could so easily be dismissed as pure evil, or portrayed as one sided in like, ... a shittier show lmao

[brynfelan]

Alright imma give out some fluff. To make up for the BARRAGE of angst i threw at Hajime (im sorry bby). Class 77 decide to get together outside of school. Why, idk, they just do. Hinata tags along because Izuru needs his emotional support brother/social shield. Hajime has been studying nonstop for the passed few days, and he's so tired that he throws on something comfy and forces Izuru to give him a piggy-back ride the entire walk there.

Everyone else is already there, Sato and Natsumi included. Souda is starting to complain, "WHERE'S MY SOUL FRIEND I MISS HIM." Someone's close to smacking him when the group hear Izuru's grumbling. They all turn to look, and Fuyuhiko and Peko freeze at what they see. Hajime, on Izuru's back, rubbing his eye and yawning while wearing an oversized hoodie. He's got sweater paws, and the hood has cat ears. SWEATER PAWS AND CAT EARS.

Fuyuhiko and Peko are dead on the spot. They've never seen their boyfriend so soft and unguarded, and its so effing adorable that they're dead. Rip, death by Hajime's cuteness.

AAAaa this is ADORABLE. i LOVE this.

fuyuhiko goes through all 5 stages of grief looking at how adorable hajime is like that. peko is (not uncharacteristically) completely fucking silent. but like, also blushing and holding onto fuyuhiko.

when izuru makes him get down he’s all whiney like??? no don’t stop carrying me using my legs is too much work, and peko is there immediately to carry him bridal-style like it’s nbd. fuyuhiko almost drops completely dead watching this unfold because hajime just snuggles right up?

they eventually go to sit down somewhere for like a picnic or some shit, and it’s sunny out and they’re on some grass and hajime is sitting in between fuyuhiko and peko taking turns catnapping on their shoulders.

aaa i love this so much

[revenant-cant-drive]

guys I'm so excited about ppl finally seeing Ashrizon for how freakin good of a ship it is omg. I have a piece I'm working on im SO SO proud of so far I can't wait aaaaa. I've just been freaking out nonstop since the video came out

[merakiui]

I am going feral over the egg & octatrio posts. Oml the one where darling is a mer who has to lay eggs in human form mmmmmm

I keep thinking about the beloved bully tweels teasing you when you are filled with eggs (mer or human)

Like Floyd coming up and surprise hugging you making sure to squeeze lightly around your belly, or Jade lying about something being on your uniform just to feel the eggs, making sure to tease you a little by whispering to you before pulling back like nothing happened

I am a complete degenerate for the octatrio-

Aaaaa yes yes!!! They tease you so much. Even Azul has his fun and it's always at the most unexpected moments. He probably uses magic to make you trip over nothing and then swoop in like a shoujo manga love interest to catch you and say something smooth like, "Be careful now. You wouldn't want to hurt the little ones." all with that annoying smirk-grin!! And to cement the point, the arm wrapped securely around you will tighten ever so slightly just so you can feel the pressure of his grip on your egg-filled tummy hehe. He knows a little tumble won't hurt you; merfolk are meant to be sturdy and strong, but even so now that you're in human form he can never be too careful. He won't go overboard with teasing, but he certainly enjoys being playful.

Jade is subtle about it in a way that appears like the both of you are in on some covert inside joke (which you technically are). At lunch, he'll offer you some of his food with the excuse that "you should make sure to eat plenty more than just your fill." You suspect he intends to add more to that reasoning of his, but he simply shuts his mouth and smiles while holding his fork out to you as if expecting you to readily take the bite. He knows you're strong and capable, but that doesn't stop him from offering his arm if you need to lean on him when carrying so many eggs in human form becomes exhausting. You'll swat him away, insisting you'd rather suffer through fatigue than let him help you. You can never be too sure with him; there's always a price attached to his offers. If he isn't aiming to fertilize your eggs, his goal is to get them for cooking purposes. Shameless as ever, he'll lean down to whisper in your ear when he fixes your uniform, softly explaining just how good it would feel if you let him help you. His hands ghost over your waist, fingertips brushing your stomach and applying just enough pressure to disturb the eggs nestled within, and then he's pulling away with that same polite smile.

Floyd is not very subtle. Whether he's wrapping you in a hug or shamelessly yanking your shirt up to poke at your belly in an effort to count each egg he feels, he's very obvious about his interest in you and your eggs. He uses you as an excuse to get out of things. If Azul tries to get him to work extra hours at the lounge, he says he'll be too busy fucking the eggs out of you. If the professors ask why he's been doing so poorly in his exams lately, he'll say it's because he's taking care of his egg-bound shrimpy! If any guy tries to get rough with you, Floyd returns it tenfold, bloodying his knuckles and shattering teeth and jaws in the process, all while going on about how none of these small fry know how to treat his shrimpy and the baby shrimpys with respect! >:( Floyd also has a tendency to become very restless when he knows you have eggs, always bouncing his leg in class or clenching and unclenching his fists. The instinct to fill you up with so much cum and fertilize all of those pudgy eggs consumes his thoughts nonstop.

[lill-aqua]

Can I get a sick Izuku that needs his s/o to take care of him? I'm in a soft mood and want to take care of my broccoli boy 💓

Here you go~!

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SICK IZUKU X READER

Your POV

"What did I tell you about training in the cold again?" I asked putting a wet towel on my boyfriend's forehead, Izuku Midoriya. "I'm-I'm sorry.." Izu apologized. I sighed and said, "don't be sorry. Just don't do it next time okay? I care about you." I said brushing his cheek with my knuckles. His face got even more hotter. "I-I know you do and I appreciate it but..I need to know how to control my powers." He said glancing away. "I understand the fact that you wanna be just like All Might but that doesn't mean you have to overwork yourself. I trust and respect your decisions but I care about your health" I said and kissed cheek. He smiled and chuckled. "Hm? What's so funny?" I asked. "Nothing it's just..you kinda of remind me of my mom." He said smiling. I smiled back. Man his mother was such a sweetheart. Just like him. I met her a month ago. She was so kind and her food was...heaven. I wonder how she's doing tho.. A sound of a notification rang from my phone. I took my phone and saw that Uraraka sent me the notes for Izu. "Uraraka-chan sent me the notes you have in your class." I said. Izu was in class 1-A and I was in class 1-B. Better copy them for him later. I typed "Thank you Uraraka-chan! 😊 " and sent it. A grumble was heard and Izu smiled shyly. "Are you hungry?" I asked. He nodded slowly. "Sweetie don't be shy. If you're hungry, all you have to do is tell me. It's alright to be hungry ya know." I said running my fingers in his hair. He always love that. He smiled closing his eyes and his shoulders got less tense. "I'll go make chicken soup alright? Just wait here and don't you dare move." I said removing my hand from his hair and getting up. He nodded pulling the blanket closer to him. I went to the kitchen. After making the soup I grabbed the warm bowel and went to our room. I opened the door slowly only to find Izu scrolling on his phone. I went in the room while closing the door behind me. Izu smiled and put his phone away. I grabbed the towel from his forehead and put it in the small bowel that's full of water on the nightstand next to our bed. I put the bowel of soup on the nightstand and helped Izu sit up. "Th-thank you (Y/N).." Izu said. "No problem honey. Now-" I said and grabbed a spoonful of soup and pointed it to his mouth. "Say 'aaaaa'" I said smiling. His face got even more redder. "N-no it's alright (Y/N). I-I can eat it myse-" "No. I'm officially your mother now. Come on lemme feed you my baby." I said smiling playfully. Izu giggled and opened his mouth. I put the spoon in his mouth. I pulled it back when the soup was in his mouth. "Mmm~ this is really good (Y/N)!" Izu said smiling and closing his eyes in enjoyment putting a finger on his cheek. God dang it. Stop being so adorable!! I giggled and grabbed another spoonful of soup.

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I put the now empty bowel on the nightstand. "Well. Since now you finished your soup. Guess what we'll do now!" I said smiling. "What is it?" Izu asked smiling but then that smiled dropped. "It's medicine time~!" I said. "Noooooo." He groaned. I went to the kitchen and got a glass of water, the medicine bottle and a candy. I went back to the room only to find Izu hiding under the blanket. I laughed and put the things I'm holding on the nightstand. "Sweetie~" I sang. "I-Izuku isn't here!" He said. I giggled and said, "Come on now. I've got your favorite candy." I said. He got half of his face out slowly. Only his nose, eyes, and hair is out. His mouth was covered. I booped his nose and giggled when his cheeks got redder. "Come out. Pleasseee." I said playfully. He sat up and warped the blanket around his body. I grabbed the bottle of medicine and opened it. I filled the cup with it. I gave it to Izu who took it hesitantly and stared at it. "Come on Izuku! You can do it!" I said cheering him. He took a deep inhale and drank it. I grabbed the glass of water and gave it to him. He took it and drank a little bit of it. I opened the candy from it's cover. "Say aaaaa." I said pointing the candy to him mouth. "Aaaa~" said a cute Izuku in the most adorable way. I put the candy in his mouth and he ate it happily. "I'll go copy the notes and study for my after tomorrow exam alright? You should have some rest." I said. He nodded and laid down. "Love you." I said and kissed his cheek. "I-I love you too." He said smiling adorably. I went to the table where we always study and began to work. I heard low snores and smiled. He's fast asleep.

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I grabbed a towel and dried my hands. After I finished my homework, I decided to finish some chores as well. That's with refreshing the towel and putting it on Izu's forehead every 5 minutes. They weren't that much. I went to our bedroom and took my notebooks and my books and put them in my bag. "Sweetheart..?" Said a sleepy voice. I turned around to see an adorable sleepy Izuku. "Yes love?" I said. He rubbed his eye sleepily. "What time is it..?" He asked sleepily. "It's 7 PM." I said and went to him. "How are feeling?" I said running my fingers in his hair. He smiled sleepily. "I'm a little better." He said. "You're so sweaty..how about you take a shower later?" I suggested and put my hand on his warm cheek. He nodded and nuzzled my hand. Awwwww. I sat down and hugged him. I-I don't want you to get you sick as well (Y/N).." Izu said a little bit awake now. "No it's alright. I won't get sick." I said kissing his cheek. "If you say so." He said and lied down. I lied down next to him. "You're shivering.." I said. "I'm-I'm feeling cold.." He said. I pulled the blanket up and tucked him in. I warped my arms around his neck and put my forehead on his. "(Y/N)..thank you. For everything and for putting up with me. No matter how bad or good the situation is, you're always by my side. Thanks a lot. I promise that I'll protect you no matter what happens. I love you." Izu said looking in my eyes with his emerald eyes. "Thank you Izuku. You're the sweetest...I love you too." I said and kissed him and he kissed back.

☆-Time Skip A Week-☆

I sneezed. "Oh God.." I said. I've been sneezing nonstop. "I told you not get close or you'll get sick." Izu said and then sighed grabbing a tissue and cleaned my nose. "I'm sorry I just couldn't help it..."

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@zylith-imagines-and-fics

@birds-have-teeth

@my-bnha-things

@honeylavender13

@izukuwus

Hope you enjoyed! Have a nice day/night!💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕

[natsumiheart]

What are your favorite danganronpa aus? (ex. non-despair, zombie apocalypse, coffee shop, etc.)

The answer turned out long so it’s under the cut 😂

Aaaaa that’s kind of hard to answer XD I read tons of fanfictions (and I mean TONS) so I love a lot of AUs with passion. Buuut I guess because of a certain ship I may have fallen in love with the Phantom Thief AU. Just imagine Detective Prince Saihara Shuichi trying to catch the elusive Phantom Thief that keeps flirting with him and playing games. With Kaito and Maki as his assistants, and they go on adventures meeting people who have had encounters with the thief before! every time I see “phantom thief AU” in the tags I nyoom until I finish it, its just so much fun to read XD and people have different spins on it, like having Shuichi and Kokichi actually already friends or lovers and Shuichi comes to the slow realisation that the one he has been chasing has been so close the whole time! and the different endings! I love the idea of Shuichi ending up protecting the thief, covering up his tracks and just becomes a partner in crime. Or Kokichi stopping his life as a phantom thief for the other 😂 I just love em, unless one of them dies- I will never love endings like that XD

Another AU I really love is a road trip (?) AU that comes from the fanfic called “Long road to North”. It’s a komahina fic were Nagito is this rich heir with life that is so boring that when some guy (Hajime) raids his car and threatens to kill him if he doesn't follow orders he gets so excited for a change 😂 in the fic they head north in a car, stop at multiple hotels, meet multiple characters from dr1 and sdr2, learn more about each other, and have fun in restaurants or tourist locations? 😂😂😂 Hajime sees just how messed up Nagito is and starts learning about his luck and how it works and Nagito tries to learn about Hajime’s past while respecting his wish on not revealing it (to an extent though, he’s really curious). It was honestly amazing, specially the fact I read that while I was on my own trip, so reading that while discovering places just like them or imagining the hotel they were in to be similar to the layout of mine was just awesome XD too bad that fic is probably discontinued, I miss it so much hhhh. Reading it at such a happy time in my life (because I don't get out often and we don’t often on trips like this) made me soooo fond of the fic and that AU, I wish to read more fics with a similar concept...

Yet two other AUs I’m fond of are HPA and college AU because I love seeing danganronpa characters in a world with no despair and just living life as ultimates or as normal people like us! Suffering from studies and sleeping nonstop gives extra points for relatability 😂 I also love seeing how some characters would react in situations like ours instead of extreme stuff in a life of do or die. Or how their lives would be if the world never went to despair. Basically, DR3 despair side was something that gave me that for the sdr2 children whom I love a lot, until everything went downhill and made me cry for a couple of months (I would die for a Drv3 version of that, without the despair ofc)

Wow I rambled a lot XD but yea these are my favs I guess! I also love anything without angst, cause my life has enough of that 😂 unless it has a happy ending that makes the suffering of reading that worth it. Angst with comfort only plox ;;

[virullcnt-a]

Mutuals Appreciation Post!!!! Aaaa~ <33

If you aren't listed here, KNOW THAT I STILL LOVE YOU. PLEASE BE MY FRIEND <33

@mahonoquirk Jupi-Senpai, where do I begin?! I just wanted to say that I lOVE YOU. You were one of the first few I've interacted with and I was super scared we wouldn't do much and that I would be too weird for you, BUT TURNS OUT WE GET ALONG JUST FINE AAAAA- You are so sweet and caring and super??? Funny??? And creative!! I just wanted to say thank you again for the theme you gave to me!! I seriously appreciate it. <33 

I LOVE TOSHI. Her backstory is really sad (her pARENTS) but she is still moving forward, trying to make everyone happy??? She's so adorable and quirky and can be a really tough smol girl. uwu I love her interactions with my Izuku~ Their relationship is so big brother/little sister-like aND IT'S JUST??!? AAAAAAA I LOVE THEM THEY'RE SO CUTE!!!!! <33

You and your muse are just pure and so fucking good and I'll die for both of you hH I love you, thank uuuuu

@herohidden We haven't spoken OOC much, but you seem like a very lovely mun! You're so laid back and super sweet too. Please, if you ever have the time I would love to get to know you via message, because you're a pretty amazing person!!

I lOVE your OC!! Again, a very sad backstory but he's so precious and must be protected uwu His Quirk is amazing!! Very scary and creative!! I've seen your other verses too and I would love to interact with him in the other ones as well! His interactions so far with Izuku is just mPH 👌 SO MUCH ANGST IN ONE BOY, HOWWW

I love you, mi amigo!!! Take care and hopefully we talk soon!! <3

@lovesick-fangirl-roleplays You're the most adorable mun I have eVER SEEN. You're so nice and easygoing to me via message and I enjoy our little conversations! I'm also glad we have the same fascination for pocky, lol. >w> I was actually super scared to talk to you at first since you mostly like romance rps and I thought I wouldn't do good on them?? And while I haven't done them yet, I look forward to them!! More confident too!! Really!! <33 U sweet bun.

I love all your OCs, but especially Kira! She's so brave and strong, and I love the Twilight thing you brought into her. Twilight Princess is actually one of my favorite games ever!! And I'm loving the causal and calm interactions she's having with Izuku so far!! He's so friendly to her and she's the same!! I can't wait to see there the next thread goes~

Running multimuse blogs is quite the chore, but you're doing an amazing job, sweetie!! Keep up the good work, mi amigo <3

@koru-kogeru I remember talking to u a little when I did our starter ask, and you're a very sweet person! Nice and very cheery and cute, my friend. uwu Like I said for the other mun above, I wish to talk to you more!! I really wanna get to know all my mutuals!! But from the little bit I know from you, I can tell we're gonna be very great friends!!

Your portrayal of Shouto is 100% on point!! I can hear his voice in your writing, and the perspective of the writing really fits his personality!! Your threads can be funny, beautiful, and very emotional, and I'm happy to find a mun like you who has all those great things! I really wanna continue our thread together!! My Izuku and your Shouto are gonna have qUITE the relationship. uwu They both have good no nonsense attitudes hUHU

I can't wait for our and our muses' friendship to unveil!!! <33

@shcdowbeast / @kigennokanata Ur such a beautiful raisin, boo. <33 Such a good fwiend and a great writer!!! I really enjoy talking to you!! Whenever we talk, I feel like we're chatting over tea, right near a garden. uwu I wanna get to know you more! Drop bY MY MESSAGES -

I haven't interacted with your other OC, but hopefully we can do a thread with her soon! I really like her!! But for Kuro, cAN I JUST SAY I WOULD DIE FOR HER?? Her shape shifting Quirk is so cool! It's like there isn't anything she CAN'T turn into! I saw ur latest reply to our thread. Her powers are so amazing!! I especially love it when u send in asks of her shape shifting into things and interacting with Izuku!! Ahh, their relationship has so much potential!! I can't wait to see where it goes!!! <33 Cuz like Izuku really respects her and wants to be a good friend to her aAA <33

You're amazing and your OC is super interesting!!! Aa, love u, boo!!

@fireflythief / @blxxdyquirk MY FRIEND YOU AND I HAVE BEEN TALKING NONSTOP ON DISCORD AND I CAN SAFELY SAY U ARE MY BEST FRIEND AND I LOVE U AND WANNA PROTECT U FROM THIS SITE'S ANY AND ALL BULLSHIT- You are sUPER sweet and adorable and so fucking funny with the stuff you share and the things you say!! >w> We have so many plot ideas and I've shared so much with you and I'm glad I've met you. I love u so much, amigo. I hope u have a happy and safe rest of the day/night <3

I seriously love Hotaru! She's very nice and I love her tough attitude. I can't wait to do threads with her. uwu But the real shit shines with SACHIKO. I LOVE HER AND SHE'S JUST SO AUGH 👌 👌 K I LOVE HOW SINCERE SHE IS WITH IZUKU EVEN THOUGH HE FUCKING HATES HER GUTS ATM AAAA I CAN'T WAIT TO SEE WHERE THIS GOES OWO

I LOVE U FAM, LET'S CAST HAPPINESS ACROSS ALL OUR MUTUALS BLOGS <33

I love all of you!! You guys seriously inspire me and I couldn't ask for any more from any of you!! You're all creative, sweet, caring, amazing, and jUST 👌 👌 👌 I WOULD DIE FOR ALL OF YOU AAAAAA HERE'S ALL MY LOVE AND SUPPORT <333

Again, for those who aren't on here, I'll let u know right now that I appreciate you guys too! YOU'RE ALL AMAZING AND I APPRECIATE EVERY FOLLOWER I HAVE, EVEN IF WE HAVEN'T PROPERLY MET YET!!!

I LOVE YOU ALL AND HAVE A BEAUTIFUL DAY/NIGHT