#look idk how this happened i tripped and fell into it honestly

[firefly-fez]

me at 8:00: yeah guys i can’t come out tonight. yeah got another insomnia flare-up, really need an early night. have fun tho!

me at 1am: how are we, as a society ever going to destigmatise disability if we won’t even let ourselves say the goddamned word. maybe the reason you think disability is an offensive term is because disability itself offends you. and of course it does, because it is offensive. The notion that a disabled person did nothing to deserve their disability and cannot achieve success the same way you can because of it offends the idea that you are successful because of your vitues, not your luck. It offends the pride you have in uour work, your success, your wealth and whether you truly earnt it. Disability is offensive only because the innate humanity of a disabled person offends the very propaganda our extractive capitalist society relies on to—

[protagsbf]

hi can i request

coworker x reader hc:the reader who is good at a lot of things so their only flaws that they are very clumsy and shy.

head over heels for you! (literally..)

coworker x gn!reader, normal au : hcs + scenario

— suddenly getting thrown into a completely new workplace, you can't help but stress. luckily, your new coworker's here to help you out of your shell!

an: first request yayyyyy!! school starts next month BUT I PROMISE TO STAY LOCKED IN POOKIES also thank you for the request anon (´◡`) also im basing this off my case of shyness because idk i can!! AND YES GUYS YOU CAN CLAIM EMOJIS FOR YOURSELVES HEHEHEHE

picture this: you, the person who'd trip over their shoelaces, misplace at least half of their things, and practically break into a cold sweat when a stranger talks to you, go a job at a major corporation!

you honestly don't even understand how you made it past the interview (or how you got one in the first place...) but now you're here, sitting at a cubicle with a stack of paperwork that needs to be done.

but with your exceptional performance from your past jobs, you at least got put in a cubicle near the breakroom, which is where you'd hide yourself away during breaks so no one would come up and talk to you. it wasn't that you hated everyone in the workplace or anything, you just didn't know how to strike up a conversation without making you look like a complete idiot.

though one day, you found yourself stuck on a piece of a paperwork for a project. it needed a signature from a superior, whoever that may be.

now, were you going to walk up to someone, tap their shoulder, and ask who you need to ask to sign the papers? of course not. no way in HELL you're doing all that.

and that's why you're here now, wandering the hallway as people brush your shoulders with no clue of where you're going or who you need to see. soon, you found yourself nervously standing in front of an office, ' ████ executive' engraved on a metal plate on the door. surely this guy's signature would be enough, right?

after a quiet knock to their door and a somewhat loud "come in!" came from the inside, you hesitantly opened the door, walking into the office. you were met with a man sitting at his desk, pushing a burnt cigarette into the ash tray on his desk. he had blond hair and wore a green suit, nothing you hadn't really seen in an office like this.

to break the awkward silence in the room, you tried to small talk with him for a bit, and damn did he talk a lot. wanting to get out of the interaction as soon as possible, you mentioned the papers and walked closer to hold them out to him. he waved his hand dismissively, telling you to just leave it there. you nodded, putting the documents down before turning to leave.

yet, just as everything was going well, you tripped on seemingly nothing and fell face first onto the carpet. you groaned quietly in pain, quickly getting up. shit, shit, shit, you probably looked so stupid in front of that guy! before he could say anything, you practically dashed out of his office.

a few days went by, and you couldn't help but constantly think back to how you tripped on your way out of an executive's office, praying he'd forget.

though... turns out you weren't so lucky.

you tapped your foot repeatedly against the breakroom's carpeted floor, waiting for the coffee machine to finish. as much as you wanted to forget it, your brain seemed to enjoy tormenting you as it never let you forget that vivid moment of you tripping in front of possibly one of your superior's faces, then running away before anything else could happen. he probably thought you were some sort of weirdo! who even does that?! what if he—

"ah, there you are! took me long enough to figure out which department you were from."

a shiver was sent down your spine as footsteps approached, that voice being all too familiar. you then felt a hand pat your shoulder from behind.

"so, you're the one who handed me those papers, right?"

"yeah..?"

"so, this is your guys breakroom, huh? it doesn't even have a television? no wonder people who work here are so depressed.." the blond commented, looking around the room.

you had to restrain yourself from rolling your eyes. was this guy actually being serious? wait— why was he even here??

"by the way, how's that forehead of yours? you took quite the fall the last time i saw you!" he laughed, leaning against the wall as you took your mug of coffee from the machine. what were you supposed to say? i mean, your forehead was fine, at the very least.

"oh, uhm.. it's okay. thank you for the concern."

"hah, good to know! if it were anyone else, an incident like that would've scared anyone into never showing their face again!" he suddenly ruffled your hair, catching you by surprise. "y'know, i've heard people talk about you a lot. you sound pretty good for a newbie, despite you not being one for words. i'm looking forward to working with you!" that statement couldn't help but make you smile for a little.

you and him talked for a little longer before he made his leave, patting you on the back and saying he'll catch you later. even if he had been the one doing most of the talking, he still managed to make you feel all light and bubbly. like all your worries had been lifted off your shoulders in those few moments the two of you exchanged words.

maybe working in this company wouldn't be so bad.

ever since then, he'd often drop by the breakroom to chat with you. he even invited you for smoke breaks with him! (even if you don't smoke, he'd drag you with him anyway.)

when you asked him how he has so much free time to spend with you, he'd always find a way to dismiss the matter.

he'd also often help you when talking to others when he could. needed to send a request to another department? he'll send it for you. have a meeting you really don't want to attend? you're suddenly not required to attend anymore.

your tendencies of clumsiness never seemed to end, yet he found it endearing regardless. he'd often offer to carry your stuff and even replace the things you break. no matter how much you tell him he should stop or he doesn't have to, he still does it, he was just so persistent, maybe even a little stubborn. even when he'd take you out (as a friendly gesture to a coworker, as he says), he'd always offer to be the one to talk to the employees and cashiers of the stores and cafés.

no matter how much you fell, he'd always be there to catch you.

soo....... this ended up WAY longer than i expected. oops. i mean its still KINDA short but shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh... anyways, i really hope i did your request justice!!!!!!! its kinda sloppy considering i wrote this in a day or two butttttt i feel like i pooped out as much as i could for this and i really wanted to post it already auduiaodsohsahosdo IM GONNA GO WORK ON THE OTHER ASKS NOW ILY GUYS BYEEEE!!!!!!!!!!! ^^

[melissa-titanium]

the ask game stuff..001 for N nd doll (giggles

GO FUCK YOURSELF . but thank uou... anime berdly emoji . ill answer...FOR NOW

001 | send me a ship and I will tell you:

when I started shipping it if I did: VERY RECENTLY ACTUALLY id say within the last like two weeks. ive always loved doll and always loved n but then i realized like. oh huh i connect alot with n and want to make out with doll . boom. its like borderline selfship at this point its cringe as fuck but let me do whatever i want.

my thoughts: surprisingly i don't have as many thoughts on them as i did but i feel like. because of how much of a foil doll is to uzi i think thats the word it would be like. IDK i feel like for doll it'd help to understand the 'humanity' of the dds. if she witnesses a disassembly drone killing war machine trip over his own tail or bump his head into a doorframe and wince and laugh and talk and hug with gentle arms and do things that she specifically reprogrammed herself NOT to do so she'd have a better chance to kill her worst enemy and avenge her parents... she would short circuit. to actually get to the point of not killing him on sight would take a while or lots of coercing via ... lizzy? or hell maybe even uzi im not sure. unless they had an individual encounter (which, you know, could totally happen! doll out in the wastes and n is on a solo hunt, you know her ass was following them.) that lead to a stalemate, i'm not sure how they'd even meet. HM OK NOW IM THINKING ABOUT THIS. either way tho n has a habit of befriending insane drones (or like... smoochin depending on how you see enzi tho i see them as platonic) and i think he could. Not fix her but he could be there for her bless. and again i think she could help him be not a doormat 💛 also stupid hc i had aboit them i hv always thought doll to have like... a freakishly good memory. which, works perfectly paired with n because like .you know. his memory prahblems . dolls ass can remember the angle of your arm when you were like fucking sitting on a chair on the 13th of april last year or some shit like she PAYS ATTENTION even if she doesn't often share her input... which is also a good thing bcos n is super inclusive always. n voice DOLLLL LOOK WE ARE DOING A THING!!!! :D & shes just like. sighs okay (comes ova 2 him) and eventually.. i think itd get to the point where she can go do shit on her own without being explicitly invited YAY

What makes me happy about them: gotta bring up the Me & My Wife shit again bcos its borderline selfship at this point. i just think its interesting and awesome I REALLY HOPE THEY HAVE AN INTERACTION... tho i doubt it; i think they might fight or smt in ep 7 WHICH HONESTLY I WOULDNT BE SAD ABOUT my goil needs moe screenrtime

What makes me sad about them: doll probably hasnt experienced like. affection in fucking ages & frankly n really hasnt either. i think they'd hold hands and talk about their kill counts. also i just realized they both kind of went thru a period of time tht was little socialization only KILL. doll had school & lizzy, sure, but also living in an apartment with ur parents' & dozens of others' corpses its like. tht fucks w u. but the interesting thing about them is… n and doll don't experience guilt over Killing And Eating People the same way i think. like. just for example v and uzi do (atleast in my perception). like v couldnt cope with the knowledge she had so she fell extra EXTRA hard into her role (atleast using her maid self as an accurate portrayal of her old self) and uzi has never ever experiuenced anything like that before so its fucking terrifying to her. however, with doll and n… they dont percieve it the same way. we understand that both of them are capable of guilt but it takes a very strong connection for them to experience it. ep one; n feels bad for making uzi argue with khan & ruining the card game. does he say a single thing about killing and eating half a dozen workers? No! because it's natural to him. there's nothing out of the ordinary in that situation except for the fact that he was "rude" by interrupting someone & "rude" by causing an argument. yes, he's very sweet and patient and all of the above but he doesn't see killing as really a BAD THING… he sees it as a necessity; as him being useful, higher numbers means hes doing a good job. but, really, that's all he's known. he doesn't remember being a worker. after meeting uzi he's capable of realizing… oh, these are living creatures! i feel a little bad now. but the guilt doesn't come crashing down onto him and leave him utterly devastated at his kill count, it just sits there. it festers. similarly, in my opinion, to how doll reacts to guilt. we see her as this unstoppable force at every point until the end of promening. she knows her goals, she knows what she has to do to get to them, and has shaped herself into the perfect killing machine to do what she needs, removing all forms of guilt from her person to make sure it doesn't get in the way. though, again, it comes bubbling to the surface back from where she buried it so deeply under all her anger when uzi pops her emo little head in. she isnt instantly all "oh my god, what have i done?" but it eats away at her all of this fucking time, she has been killing and hurting her kind, believing she was the only one who could possibly shoulder this burden and deal justice to those who deserved it. but now that she knows she isn't alone… it festers.

things done in fanfic that annoys me: i've seen like three n/doll fics literally EVER but i'd honestly say. major mischaracterization of doll... i feel like doll gets mischaracterized more than n? n's behaviours are easy to understand and read with a surface level understanding because he has more screentime and again ON THE SURFACE looks relatively simple. i think a huge thing in some fanfics that bugs me is that. imitation of speech patterns = perfect characterization WHICH IS NOT TRUE... but also understandably makes it difficult to do with doll because she doesn't talk alot, while N talks a LOT so it leads to a heavy imbalance in mischaracterization. just because the characters would fucking say that, doesnt mean they would Fucking Do That

apparently there is a word limit on tumblr. pleasantly surprised this will be two posts instead

[weirdonumber33]

I thought for the void  with pictures yay !!!

Fairy Eddie x human reader

Ok let me set it up for you, Reader walking through a forest trail nothing unusual not walking off path or anything-until BOOM!! they trip and fall rolling down a the steep hill spraining their ankle in the process somehow they fell through some weird shield, field thing??

Opening them up to a world they’ve never seen before looking like New York if it had been made out of trees and other natural things. With strange creatures and monsters some more human than others. they wandered (limped) aimlessly until they somehow stumble into Eddie and he ends up dropping his cigarettes. Getting a angry grumble telling them to watch where they’re going. Reader freezes in shock at the fact that his ears are pointy and he has a giant pair of fairy wings tho a little scruffy and ripped up they seem to mesmerized reader. ‘How is this possible? how is any of this possible!’ Reader thought 

That’s when Eddie lifts his head and realizes they’re human he panics and says “you’re not supposed to be here” now they’re both frozen. Staring at one another. When he hears people coming panicking he yanking them into an alleyway. So no one would see them, Humans aren’t allowed to know that fairytale creatures exist. Once the people pass Eddie realizes doing this he made himself an accomplice to hiding a human so now he’s stuck with reader till he finds a way to get them out of there a secret world. The portal only opens up at random spots of the fairy tale city, Though there is one consistent portal that exists but it’s heavily guarded. he explains all of this to reader and says that he’s not sure what would happen if they went to higher ups, what would happen to him or reader. what type of trouble either them could get in!!

Since the reader is injured he helps wrap their leg and gives them a potion that will help them heal quicker. eddie tells reader to listen to him, and only him and he’ll get them out. he ends up, going back to his apartment. they talk of both their lives, and how they’re so different and yet so similar.

Eddie thinks reader is really cool. Eddie end up telling reader that he’s super cool a hero even! He also totally has a TON of friends. kind of just boasts of being some thing that he’s not really(popular and idk the hottest guy around something silly like that. Sorry if this sounds kind of out of character, you can change it if you want!). which he does end up showing some of his friends to reader for help. he tells them all not to tell reader that he’s not super cool and then there’s a dramatic reveal that he isn’t what he says he is I don’t know for drama I guess ?!? Then there’s a back-and-forth of reader not being sure if they can trust him but ultimately understanding, and trusting him again?

And then, finally they get caught by the higher ups of the fairytale guards. Him, reader, and a couple of his friends are all standing being held by said guards when a beautiful lady,-whatever fairy creature you want to make her-steps through and asks what’s going on the guards explaining what happened and she laughs elegantly. Saying that wasn’t that big of a deal. Nonetheless she is a bit upset that they hid it from her. Leaving reader, Eddie, and his friends shocked not knowing this. The beautiful fairytale leader explains that it isn’t very common for humans to slip through but there’s an easy way to get them back without any issues. She would make the human think that it was all a dream/wipe their memory of this happening at all…. (Bum bum BUM!)

And there’s a really sad saying goodbye moment or-I don’t know-reader stays but can’t go back home ever?? it’s really up to you honestly

Also yes his ears move with his expressions😼

[boydepartment]

Pizza Parlor- Lee Felix: Chapter 8.5

Description: Y/n is a stressed-out college student who has no idea what she is doing with her life. She is always wrapped up in nostalgia and her friends seem to know exactly what they're doing. Feeling insecure one night she decides to go on an old website. Club Penguin. Little does she know; she would encounter a certain penguin who was also having a rough night.

Stray Kids are idols, TXT is not.

Partial smau, mainly written.

Warnings for chapter 8.5: cursing!

WC- 50

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Song for Chapter 8.5: Scrawny - Wallows

Chapter 8.5: Happy Dance

Felix was truly over the moon, when you ended the call yesterday (well now a couple days ago??) saying you had to go on your trip to Seoul he almost threw up. BUT NOW he was over the moon. He gets to see you, her, Y/N, REALBOBFROMANIMALCROSSING, JOONSGF. He had to be prepared, like genuinely prepared. He saw the time on his phone, 12:43am. Quickly hopping out of bed he threw a pair of sweats on and a big jacket. He threw a beanie on over his now blond hair? Honestly, he didn’t know how that happened the staff just did it. Felix wasn’t complaining though.

He almost fell putting his shoes on and he rushed out, he had to be prepared, okay.

Wait, was this a date? Or just a meeting?

Shit he should’ve ASKED!

Okay either way, something nice right?

He walked out in the cold air and rushed to the nearest store that was open this late at night. He needed flowers, SHIT HE SHOULD MAKE BROWNIES! Quickly Felix grabbed whatever he needed. When he was done, he plopped it down on the counter, the cashier looked at him then sighed tiredly. Felix rushed home and quickly put water in a random bowl he could find then got the flowers situated.

Okay good, now time to bake. He was digging for the pans and then popped back up from behind the island.

                “Holy shit you scared me.” Minho said, “what the hell is going on?”

Felix’s silly little grin almost instantly gave it away, they all knew about this trip Y/n was so busy saving up for because Felix would complain about not getting to see her due to it.

                “Holy shit.” Minho said dumbfounded.

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Author's note: Hi everyone! Thank you so much for the love this story has gotten recently!!! I have gotten a lot of love and comments and reblogs and I am just so happy everyone enjoys it! I pinky promise the next chapter is def gonna be good good!!! Heheheh!! I am going to try and finish the couple projects I mentioned yesterday this week, not the full blown fic but some of the little side series! That'll probably require another masterlist but idk we will cross that bridge when we get there.

Chapter 9 is completed it just has to be proof read and then I need to decide on some other things regarding this fic! Sorry that this .5 was so short, I had to fit something in for this hehe and I thought it was cute <3

Today is a slow college week so I will definitely have time to work on my projects here on Tumblr, I am so very excited to say the least.

I hope everyone is doing fantastic! Remember to eat and drink a lot of water! That is very important! If you can try to do some stretches! It feels really nice to stretch and crack lol

If any of you need anything my dms and ask box are always open <3

I love you!

[la-lauren]

Weird things keep happening, and I’m honestly convinced at this point that some supernatural something is at play.

The most perplexing was when I was in a grocery store aisle by myself and a jar of mayonnaise flew off the shelf. The shelf wasn’t connected to the opposite aisle, so no one could have pushed it through. It wasn’t teetering on the edge. It just flew off in front of me.

Some other weird things (but not all by far):

- I had a necklace hanging up on a hook for a long time. This week, it fell off while I was looking at it. When I examined it, the clasp metal was forced open. It wasn’t like that before. Okay, random.

- Dani cut her thumb shaving and we’d bandaged it. She got cheese on/in it at dinner, so she took it off and threw it away. We both watched her do it. Later, we were watching TV in bed, and the bandaid was in bed between us. There was absolutely no way a pet dragged it from the trash or anything like that. Just weird!!!

- We were watching TV in the living room another day, and we heard something slam in the kitchen. I jokingly said, “I’ll see what the ghost did later.” I genuinely have no explanation for how the lid of something I placed into the sink not only came off the glass container (it was sealed shut, no issues with the seal) not only popped off, but flipped entirely with the amount of force we heard. This one could perhaps be explained with pressure or science or something but idk man…

The other thing — anytime I get close to happiness or the completion of some kind of goal, something bad happens and/or I get sick. I’ve made SO much progress on my degree, after all these years, and I am indeed getting sicker again. I’ve tried to hide it from Dani to not worry her, but I am worried. She’s noticed how tired I’m getting so quickly though. I’m just praying I can actually finish this degree without an ER trip. 🙏

I also keep having weird negative dreams that I am hoping are anxiety-induced dreams and not the premonition kind I’m prone to have. There’s been a lot of fighting with my mother (to whom I’m still not speaking) and weird stuff about the upcoming eclipse April 8.

If something is trying to get my attention, it has it. But what does any of it mean?

[twildflower]

Just read a fic with “I wanted to do this” this sentence in it and i want to kms so bad expand to read a semi-long stupidly funny story. Theres poorly written sex in this for explaining reasons

Before this starts i have to hightlight the fact that my mother tongue is not english nor did we have english as first language to learn at the place i used to live, i just had english classes aside from kindergarten when i was around 1-ish(??) so i had better English compared to my classmates, and that *;i did not go to elementary school and went to something called primary school that had 6 years before going to middle school which had another 6 years before i can go to college.*; TLDR i moved around the numbers of the years into more understandable years for english readers. I dont know how good elementary kids write here but back at where i lived they would trip over and die on a pebble because most kids cant even write 100 words without using 1+ hour and 835284 grammar mistakes and wrong words and such. At least until senior years in elementary. My old ‘friend’ introduced me to wattpad, i didnt know it existed until she told me. Okay this explanation is too long.

When i was in elementary i used to write fics on wattpad for like. 2-3 years and bc i went back to look at them after a year/every now and then (when i still had the app) i tried editing everything to make the old cringe ass fics to look better, but it only made me remember how much cringe i wrote and it wasn’t even that much better (no shit dude how much was i going to improve in a 2 year period. In elementary might i fucking add.) . Now i have certain sentences i see and i cringe so hard because it reminds me of what i wrote before and its such a hidden core memory i didnt think of it until i read a fic that had “i wanted to do this” in it and i internally died that second i saw it actually. Its not even the fic it’s literally just this single sentence that i wrote in my very old fic that made me cringe the fuck out. If you read to here might as well spill the tea and ball bc HEY did you know? I read fucking smut in elementary! Woooaaa!!! Unrestricted internet access!!!! Cheers to that fr!!! That fucked me in the ass bc it made me write a sex scene that was just

(Im going to fucking cry i dont want to write this out again but this only exists very vividly in my memory and this chapter in my story thats published (maybe I deleted the whole story I honestly don’t remember I’ll check later) is deleted bc I realized its so cringe some time later i don’t remember when. So literally you just have to take my word for it. Plus i was not going to expose my old account. And this would. Be funny joke material if you ignor ethe fact that i wrote this in elementary. It was probably like, 5 years before hs.)

-protag boy and girl meet up with their friends

-boy drags the girl back her house and leave their friends alone

-girl asks boy whats happening

-boy literally just says “to do this” (or something along the lines of that) and instantly took off all his clothes (i was writing it more like those clothes fell off when he took them off idk wtf was happening), implying he wanted to have sex

-girl blushes and clothes also get taken off by boy in an instant (holy shit its so cringe the memory of it gets more vivid the more I remember abt it)

-the only words the girl says is “ah” “Ah” “aH” and “AH” progressively between single sentences of breifly writing the boy going faster(???)

Then they fucking explode i don’t remember what happened next i think they just came and i cut off the story. Or someone walked in on them idk what.

I hope this amount of cringe makes you think at least you weren’t me and didnt try to write a sex scene at 9-10 years old. I dont know how i came up with this. Just gotta love unrestricted internet access amiright? I never wrote any sex scenes after then bc this gave me very bad trauma. Laughs in pathetic. Anywho, i still have other very cringe stories but nothing can top this. I might post another one of my cringe writings but im going back to sleep bruh i woke up in the middle of the night bc my stomach hurts. Then spent 1< hours writing this lmaooo

[wonderingmindofabird]

the last entry was a year ago and i almost feel like the whole mess happened recently... not that this is about the texas trip. it’s not! i don’t believe it to be... i just was like i should journal again. it help get my feelings out and put them in writing in a weird way it was freeing.

i went to mexico a few weeks ago and i haven’t really talked about it because well what is there to say that i have thought about since then? i mean, does voicing it out loud that i didn’t know if i was going make it to this point in my life help? i honestly don’t know.

i went over it once and then everything clicked? idky but it felt like i was walking on eggshells for so long and so much it was waiting for the next thing and the next. making list and all that jazz. giving myself things to do to avoid feeling like i wasn’t sure how much time left.

when i was 16, i used to cut myself.

when i was 18, i didn’t want to live. but when i did survive another year... i made myself promise to make it until i was 21 and 25, just to see what would happen. not a dare. just a promise to keep going.

when i was 19, i was SA. i started to dislike causal touch as a result.

when i was 20-22 i was in a severe depression and debt and felt probably the loneliest i’d feel. i didn’t know if i was going to make it. i really almost didn’t. funny how time passes.

when i was 23 i enrolled back into university on hope and prayer and doubt. i developed an eating disorder. i fell in love and i hated it.

when i was 24-26 i was overworked and exhausted. but i had made it. i promised myself i have to live to see how 30 looked like.

when i was 27 i started my masters and was it became the beginning of the end of my feelings for gerald. he’ll never know how much he hurt me. i developed a different eating disorder. i also started a new job.

when i was 28-29, i finished grad school and a new look on time... but upon one failed interview i grew dismissive until one day in nov... i left home for the first time. i was terrified. i said goodbye to my final friend from hs... one of the longest friendship

when i was 30-33, i started my new job. terrified i’d fail and cried a lot. and my eating disorder got worse. alone and isolated. but now with a renewed sense of self... i was going to make it to 35. the pandemic happened. i bought a house, i got cats... i was diagnosed/misdiagnosed. i was so tired. not for the first time i didn’t know if i would make it. i said goodby to another longterm friendship. i lost myself wont and spent most the year in a depression. 

i am 34 now. at this moment. i am alive. and for the first time since i was 16 have not felt the need to make promises to myself to stay alive. i just live and exist in this world. i have been forcing myself to live in this reality where i need to check in with myself to make it through the next five year. i’ve told no one about it. i have lived in loneliness for so long with only my thought to keep me company...

idk what’s gonna happen. i do know that i don’t need to think about surviving the next years and just live.

[lightadarttomendyourheart]

i came here to write about jake but i dont think i want to. and i wasn't going to write that i miss him or im sad. the exact opposite actually. i thought to myself today, i dont even miss him. like at all. im not sad. at all. it's perplexing. we dated for almost 3 years and im happy. im at peace with the choices i've made. i haven't even kept myself super busy. i probably havent really let myself think about certain things too deeply, but also why should i? i made my choice and i dont want to look back.

im talking to new guys on dating sites. yeah its fucking shit, but theres one guy im actually really excited to meet. it could go south so quickly and i might not even end up meeting him cause thats how these things work 80% of the time. and im honestly not even sure ill like him when i do meet him. he seems uptight lol. but he knows A&B. he listens to group therapy and nora en pure's podcast. which is so refreshing, to talk to someone who's not a raver dude but likes anjuna. he's got a serious career. idk how he feels about cats.. but either way. its going well so far. and its not like im looking to get into another serious relationship right away. but its nice. im excited to be single and go on dates, good or bad, and just live my life. make personal connections with guys. have SEX. god i need sex.

every time ive been in edmonton while jake and i were dating i missed him so much. i never miss him on my trips, but here was always different. this time, i really dont. of course i think of him and i hope he's enjoying his time back home with his family. but i also have no interest in knowing what he's doing. cause its probably some fucked up shit tbh lol.

i think ive really turned a corner in my life. ive never ever been this happy after a breakup. i also have never been the one breaking up when ive been in longterm or serious or super in love in relationships. this is new territory. it feels healthy. makes me think and believe jake and i were never gonna work out. but i kind of knew that the last couple months of our relationship. i fell out of love. it's real. it's a thing that actually happens. i really didn't think it did. i thought once youre in love with someone, that's it. you never fall out of love. and honestly, with charlie and especially ryan, i'll always have a soft spot in my heart for them. but i can see myself completely moving on from jake and never giving him a second thought. well, i settled. it was never passionate. jake also never hurt me like they did. but i cant believe that that kind of love only comes from hurt. because i know before all the hurt how deeply in love i was with them.

well, here's to a new year. a new city. a new job. a new chapter.

[muertawrites]

I learned a bit about metal subtypes because I was bored and while Eddie likes trash metal and they don’t generally wear makeup and nail polish. I can see reader putting on eye makeup and nail polish on him for funsies. He complains the entire time but in reality he LOVES the attention and care you put into it, how close you are to him and gentle. How you have to hover over, what if you accidentally tripped and fell on top of him? Oops how’d that happen 🤷🏽‍♀️

i, personally, would hire myself as a stylist for the band. none of them asked me. none of them even wanted me. but i'm blowing the lead guitarist and have an abundance of halloween accessories so they can't get rid of me.

lmao honestly tho he would like the attention, they all would. hyping them up before gigs, making them look like their heroes, they would eat it up.

convincing eddie to wear a button up shirt for a gig would be a hard sell. but you have a vision, and it's one of naked chests and heavy chains and pure, hot, gruesome sex. so you wrestle him into it and only close less than half the buttons, showing off his "cool tatties" god i cringe at him sometimes and slapping on a chain (with your name on it) to go with his signature guitar pick.

if that didn't knock everyone in the front row up, the way you ratted his hair into a perfect mess definitely did.

nail polish he definitely digs. he's horrible at doing it himself because he has zero patience, but he loves letting you do it because "idk man it's just magic how you get it to work" (your trick is to use acrylic paint and quick dry clear coat so he doesn't have to wait around. this is also my trick bc i am also not patient.) also likes the excuse to hold your hand and pet your hair and give you very sloppy, intrusive neck kisses while he has you close.

eyeliner and other makeup however? he's not into it. don't let the hair fool you - he's a manly man. plus he's very energetic, and he gets super sweaty during gigs, and he doesn't want any of those cancerous chemicals getting into his eyes ("eddie you smoke fucking cigarettes don't talk to me about 'cancerous chemicals' ")

the one time you convinced him to let you put eyeliner on him he hated it. pouted the whole time, flinched when the pencil got close to his eye, took one look in the mirror and made you remove it. the only reason he even agreed to let you do it was because you sat on his lap while you did.

no matter how many times you tell him it's tacky, eddie wears t-shirts for his own band while performing. he actually does it just to annoy you now. for one gig he convinced the entire band to wear their t-shirts on stage and could not stop laughing during the set at how pissed you looked. he thinks you're so CUTE when you're peeved at him <3

speaking of t-shirts, you love to make homemade ones for him. you punk them out, spray painting stenciled letters with bleach and making strategic cuts that you mend together with safety pins. his favorite shirts are the one you made that says "security" across the front (a-la hayley williams of paramore) and the one that says "groupie". even when he's dressing the part, he's gotta be a goof.

eddie bitches constantly about your wardrobe direction but honestly he loves when you make a fuss over him. most of his complaints are playful, just to tug at your strings a little bit.

the one thing you don't let him do is perform completely shirtless. the groupies are already vicious and, despite eddie only having eyes for you (he has literally walked past groupies trying to flirt with him in order to get to you, man's whipped), you want to keep some of him for yourself. (he kind of prefers it anyway, since he's actually pretty self conscious of his body. he's still got a lil baby fat around his stomach that he doesn't like anyone but you to see.)

[smemento]

hello hello! if it’s alright i have a dbd request, but if you’re not in the mood/have too many requests then no worries.

my silly idea is leon, frank, and quentin (or any different characters, i honestly dont mind if you want to do other ones) with an s/o who is clumsy as shit. trips 24/7, knees and shins covered in bruises, blows up gens, bad at vaulting things, that kind of stuff. i think it’s so funny; i just can’t get over clumsy ass characters rn idk why help

Survivors and Slashers w/ a Clumsy S/O

Content Tag(s): Fluff

Paring(s): Leon Kenned || Quentin Smith || Frank Morrison || + Michael Myers (x GN!Reader, Separately)

A/N: Hello hello! Thank you for the request and no stress, I actually only have a couple of requests (most of them for Ao3 content) so I'm more than happy to do this for you! <3 Hopefully its sorta what you wanted, might change it up and whatnot if I make it a series!

LEON KENNEDY. 

Leon doesn’t entirely have room to talk half of the time, especially when it comes to you messing up during a chase. That’s mostly because of how loud he is (not like you can blame him though.) Yet, that’s far more different then just simply being clumsy. 

The first time it happened was when you caught chase with Huntress, she was closing in on you and it looked like you were gonna get a good slash to the back. That was when you tumbled over your feet and crashed into the ground without much thought to catch yourself. It caused a whiff, yet you in pain and Huntress kinda standing there. She honestly thought it was on purpose until she noticed how injured you got yourself. (The bunny mom felt bad about it and kinda pretended to hurt you then go off to hunt others.) 

With that being said, Leon was quick to lend a hand, lightly teasing you through the staggers. 

From there he noticed it wasn’t just- a random bad luck moment.

You fall everywhere, constantly. 

Trial after trial, Leon watched you just eat shit 24/7. Once while trying to vault, foot bumping against the window and causing you to face plant, legs awkwardly folded about as you frail to fall in a breathable position. 

Started calling you Bambi, which everyone also grew accustomed to calling you when they found out how horrible you are at doing stuff sometimes. 

It doesn’t mean you aren’t a helpful teammate! 

Goodness sake, if Leon noticed you starting to feel down from your natural clumsiness, he’d be there to cheer you up. Hugs and kisses, telling you he’s sorry and how much he truly loves you with the way you are. 

Overtime, despite how frustrating it got sometimes, you learned to just, relax. As you found it funny whenever you tripped and even caused a dog pile with the other survivors or even tripped the killer during chase with your clumsiness. 

(Leon will constantly be there to drop a flash bang moments before you fall, giving you enough time to dust yourself off and get to running again. <3)

(Also kisses your bruises. :)) 

QUENTIN SMITH. 

Quentin is a bit of a frail typa guy. He stumbles quite frequently but has never actually ‘ate shit’ just yet. 

He didn’t think anyone out of all the survivors was even that clumsy. Until you appeared. 

Upon first meeting, you fell for him. Both literally and figuratively, kinda caused you both to come out bruised more then needed during that trial but neither of you really cared. 

Well, you didn’t care.

Quentin was worried. 

Mf you’re falling every second, even at camp over the biggest or smallest things! How could he not be worried?! 

He literally witnessed you pop a gen, somehow break a locker then fail vaulting a pallet during a chase in one trial. Hell, that wasn’t even the worse of it when you kept bumping into stuff when you weren’t being chased.

Literally watched you bump into a tree and APOLOGIZE to it before kicking the stump and injuring your foot. 

Mr. Sleep Deprived is truly in love with you and down struck worried for your well-being 24/7. 

But, after your constant reassurance he grew accustomed to your clumsiness. You’re an amazing survivor and partner, and sharing kisses for one another injuries weren’t never not a thing after trials. 

Became a ritual. 

As you told him kissing your bruises will make all the pain go away. 

FRANK MORRISON. 

Man is so brutal to you.

You could be across the map and if he sees you falling his laughter will burn through the air, spreading like wildfire. 

The dude just finds how clumsy you are- hilarious. 

How could someone be so clumsy with their own body? He remembers when he pretended to be a survivor once, he was able to talk to you normally but damn. You blew up the gen you were working on hundreds of times before you gave up, hands aching as Frank cackled at you like some evil villain before disappearing to actually go hunt your friends. After all, they didn’t hear any of that? *He thought they were fine with ditching you for dead.* 

When you were being chased with him you, kinda- like... 

You ran straight into a tree is all that has to be said. 

It was a hard crash too, cheek sore as hell and started to bruised nicely after a couple of minutes. 

Frank found it funny. 

Never likes it when the other survivors laugh about it though. 

Will not hesitate to mori them the moment he can. 

No one gets to laugh at you except for him. That’s his only rule. 

AND NO ONE. 

Is allowed to patch up any of your clumsy injuries other then him.

Even with how much fun he has with you being a baby giraffe, he’ll take care of you if you had a bad fall. 

As a couple of the other killers started to create a game with your clumsiness. See who could bruise you up the most and whatnot. That pissed Frank off as well, had to have a ‘talk’ with some of them to back off. 

Never really understands the cues of you being upset sometimes when an accident happened so you might have to push your anger a bit during scenarios like that. May take sometime but,

he truly loves you. 

Very protective over you but, if he doesn’t need to he won’t catch or stop you from an accident. Frank will only ever do that if he knows it might cause a really bad injury. 

MICHAEL MYERS. 

Heavily confused the first couple of times. 

Kinda- just... Well watches. Confused. Altering into a slight worry and disappointment as his presence just kinda, made your clumsiness worse. 

He found himself catching you from a bad vault once, both of you silent in your positions as you thank him. He only noticed what he was doing was ‘kind’ and totally didn’t shove you over the vault. He didn’t need or want your thanks! (didn’t understand the feeling it gave him, it was overwhelming so don’t trash him on it too much.)

Michael will kinda play a game with you from time to time as you grew close. Sometimes, if he had bad trials and you were there he knew being able to scare you here and there will make him feel better. The little noises you make as you get startled before stumble-crawling away makes his heart buzz in ‘joy’? 

He doesn’t really know. 

He just knows he finds it fun to scare you but not to hurt you. Conflicting feelings for the confused slasher. 

Like, how. Yes? 

Will constantly be stalking from afar if he can to watch how and what you trip over of so he can be cautious of not to go near such things when hes in a chase with you. Not like he’ll catch and hurt you though, unless he’s trying to snatch you to force you into hatch. 

Or clean up that blood and grim on your face.

No need to be all dirty. 

When no one is looking he’ll also stop from a bad accident. David kinda saw that once, you were looking over your shoulder, about to crash into the exact locker he was in until the shape appeared. A hand firmly against your shoulder, a bit of a yelp there but nothing more as tension eased. 

When he heard Davids’ breathing he did a ‘slash’ at you before yanking the man out of the locker and using his loved ebony mori <3

Would go on a spree moring everyone because he hated the thought of them catching him being soft with his human love. 

Once everyone is dead he’ll go off to you, knowing you won’t take the hatch without his permission or without a bye from him. Even if your scared. 

Blood is splattered on him, but you didn’t mind as he gave you a medkit, insisting you wrap yourself up in front of him before leaving. (even if the entity heals you after trials he wants to make sure you are fine, it helps him feel better about his ‘episodes.’ Plus, he’d rather not know the entity didn’t heal you for punishment of Michael having favorites.) 

If you didn’t understand the medkit drop, he’d drop his knife and kinda man handle you to wrap you up himself. He has zero idea how it works but he’s watched survivors do it enough. He can do it too!

Even if it kinda hurt you appreciated his urgent care for making sure your okay. Making sure to give his hands a couple of kisses and seconds of holding your face before leaving the hatch, reassuring him.

(This doesn’t mean Michael is always soft, he has bad days and you understand that. Sometimes he gives you the cold shoulder or won’t drop you the entire trial as he hunts down your friends. Whatever he does is what he does. You can’t argue with him.)  

[forsworned]

+warnings. none

+word count. 9.3k

+categories. f/m

+relationships. hashira x reader

+characters. hashira, guest appearance(s): sumi, naho, kiyo, inosuke hashibira, tanjiro kamado, zenitsu agatsuma

+author’s note. GIRRLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL THIS MF CHAPTER OBLITERATED ME AND MY SOUL LIKE CRUSHED IT INTO A MILLION PIECES BECAUSE IT TOOK ME SO MF LONG TO DO AND HONESTLY GUYS IDK WHAT TO EVEN MAKE OF THIS SHIT BUT YKNOW WHAT IM TAKING A HUGE RISK POSTING THIS SO PLEASEEEE i know you all don't owe me shit but i would love to hear your feedback pls :') and please lmk if you want to be included in a taglist also for anon who asked for the demon appearance i gotchu next chapter :)

+summary. reader awakens from a dream that little to her knowledge holds the key to her future. a pair of certain hashira's are sent out to the divine springs with reader to summon a deity. what will come of this revelation?

+chapter(s). one one(rework) two four five

「chapter three: the dragon fox」

Water dripped at your forehead causing you to scrunch your face at the sudden coldness. Bright light filtered into your sight as you blinked several times to readjust your visions and the feeling of cold clammy skin on your hands made your heart thump against your chest. Panic set in your body as you felt around more and discovered what seemed like a hand and you blindly grasped it and it dropped into your hand. Suddenly everything became clear. Dozens of bodies were around you and you were laying down at the top of the heap, but the more you looked at them, the more you began to realize they were you. Hundreds of dead corpses that looked exactly like you as started to get up and tried to find an exit, but there didn't seem to be one. You felt as if you were spiraling as you tripped and fell over knees, elbows, necks and you began to sob. It felt impractical at this point to keep running around, so you simply sat there weeping until you felt someone call out softly to you.

You looked up to see that the voice was coming from the pile of bodies underneathe you.

"[name]...]" It whispered over and over again, but it was beginning to get louder and louder until your ears were ringing.

You felt wetness trickling down your forearms and it began to drip onto the corpses. Blood. It was blood and a lot of it. You uncovered your ears to see that your hands were covered in it.

[name]! Awaken!" The voice screeched and a pale glowing hand reached out and grabbed you with such a force that your whole body flung into the pile of bodies.

And then--

---You were awake.

Your eyes fluttered open as you had awoken to your form being slouched over the desk in your new room and a blanket cascading across your shoulders and down your back. Soreness was the first thing you felt in your neck and shoulders as you stretched and yawned. Sunlight was sieving through the window and you slid it open welcoming the crisp air. You had never experienced such fresh and unpolluted air that was usually riddled with acid rain and smog.

A black crow flitted into your view and rested on a wysteria branch and squawked at you.

"Caw! Caw! [name] has been summoned to the Ubuyashiki Estate! [name] has been summoned to the Ubuyashiki Estate!"

You winced at the crow's voice, but before you could curse at it flew away. You sighed as you ran a hand through your hair and returned to looking back at the desk. Piles of paper were scattered across the table remembering that you were trying to document your time here. You didn't want to forget anything that had happened here, so starting a journal may have been the best thing you have thought of since coming here. You wrote about the people since coming here and how odd they looked and how they claimed to have been from a different time period and that you were mysteriously struck down with lightning? But how? It was sunny as hell when you had gotten here? For all you know they could've knocked you out in that storm and kidnapped you trying to sell you or worse become apart of their freakish demon slaying cult.

You shook the thought away. You had yet to even see a demon, so you were going to stop trying to wonder about that until the time came . In the meantime, you would take your wysteria tablets and have your wysteria incense on hand. Such a ridiculous notion. A flower? Keeping demons away? The only thing you knew wysteria for was how invasive it was and how poisonous it was to cats and dogs. You ran a hand through your hair, until you had remembered your kermit umbrella was currently in the streets, probably fucked up from all the cars that must've ran over it.

A sudden gust blew through the window, sending a violent shiver up your spine. It was as if you felt someone's hand lay on your shoulder and the air near your ear was warm like someone's breath was fanning against you.

"Awaken." It whispered.

Goosebumps rose to the surface of your skin and you felt a warmth in your chest that was taking the breath out of you. You suddenly felt yourself on all fours choking, gasping for air and your shoulder burned with an intensity that made you want to scream out in agony. Your heart beating fast against your chest as you grasped at the place that you felt the apparition? Spirit? Ghost? Whatever the fuck it was, touch you and you pulled back the fabric of your yukata back to see that your skin was literally smoking.

You panicked not knowing what the hell to do, so you only gawked in horror as you were being branded in thin air. Your teeth gritted as your breaths became shallower until finally the pain dispersed and you laid down on your back against the tatami mat.

"Should I even fucking look?" You grumbled to yourself as you wiped away the sweat from your forehead."Fucking hell."

You closed your eyes as you tugged at the fabric once more and then peeped at the area that was literally scorching to find that your skin was etched into. Intricate markings that resembled a tattoo of a beautiful looking fox was debossed across your collarbones and shoulder. You searched the room for a mirror and you found one tucked into one of the bookshelves and moved into the light as you caught a reflection of it getting a better look at it. The more you analyzed it, the more it looked familiar to you.

A sudden rapping at your door made your body rattle.

"Good morning, [surname]-san! We have a change of clothing for you and a bath ready whenever you feel comfortable!" You heard one of the girls say. You couldn't make out who was who.

You had remembered before you were literally branded, that a talking crow had announced that Oyakata-sama had summoned you to his estate.

"Oh! And Oyakata-sama is waiting for you by the engawa! So please do hurry!" Another voice piped up.

You hurriedly hid your shoulder and tightened the belt of your yukata as you rushed to the shoji and slid it open. "Oh! Let's get you to that bath! Follow us!"

"Do all the crows around here talk?" You rose an eyebrow at them as you followed them to the bath they had prepared.

"Yes! They are used to relay information between demon slayers. I imagine one of them had alarmed you this morning." Sumi smiled up at you and you felt yourself relax a little looking at her cute smiling face.

"I think Himejima-san mentioned something about that last night." You murmured to yourself as you were led into a room with a steaming tub.

A new set of clothes, towels among other toiletries were already gathered for you on the counter across. You don't think you could ever get used to something as luxurious as this.

"If you need anything just call for us!" Naho spoke up.

"Thanks, guys. I will definitely do that." You bowed to them and they bowed back making their exited, shutting the shoji behind them and they began to whisper to themselves again.

You raked a hand through your hair as you began to peel off your yukata to reveal your naked body and placed it on the chair by the bathtub. You touched at the branded spot and it was still warm to the touch as if it were exerting heat it itself.

You traced your fingers over it feeling every detail under the pads of your fingers. It really was beautiful. You reminded yourself to be aware of the time you had spent making Kagaya wait on you so you dipped your fingers into the steaming water and then immersed your whole body slowly. A content sigh emitted from your lips as you began to clean yourself with the hot water. You were a little annoyed that there weren't any cleansing products to clean your body or hair with, but if you were truly in the Taisho Period than it would make sense to only wash yourself with hot water.

After you had finished up in the bath you searched around for anything, something to clean your teeth with but you had only found a tassel with what looked like branches. You had heard of things like this that had antibacterial properties to them, but you always felt like they were a bunch of bs. Nevertheless, you began to use it and it made your once gritty and plaque covered teeth feel cleaner and cleaner.

You spit it out and began to dry yourself off and unfolded the new yukata that was set out for you. This time, it was red. Not an obnoxious and loud red, but it was slightly darker. You slipped it on without another thought making sure it was securely wrapped around your waist and covered your new tattoo. You hair was still slightly damp as you tried to comb through it. Not having any detangling products was really starting to get on your nerves.

After five minutes of fighting your comb, you finally dressed your hair neatly and began to make your way to the estate. You stopped mid way down the hall and blinked for a moment.

Wait a minute. Where was the estate, again?

"Caw! Caw! This way, you idiot!" You heard the crow from earlier squawk at you.

"How the hell was I suppose to know that?" You shook your fist at it.

"Only simpletons who don't belong here, don't know their way around here! Caw!"

"Why I oughta..." You grumbled to yourself, but before you could make any other remarks or possible actions that you may or may not regret, you heard a deep voice from beside you speak.

"Now, Seijun. You know, you aren't suppose to talk to our guest that way."

"Caw! I can't help that she has a pea sized brain!" Seijun called out taunting you.

"Yeah, says the bird brain!" You picked up a pebble attempting to throw it at the bird, but a strong hand had stopped you.

"I know he can be a pain sometimes, but patience is a virtue. Right, [surname]-san?"

You peered up to see that Gyomei was towering over you. A sweet smile on his face as the sun handsomely beat down on him. You felt you cheeks warm at the sight of him and his gentle touch.

He set your arm down slowly as he plucked the pebble out of your hand and tossed it across the lake and it skipped a few times before settling to the bottom of the water.

"It's nice to see you again, Himejima-san." You shly smiled at him and bowed slightly.

"And you. I'm glad to see you making your way so early to Oyakata-sama's estate."

"I'm early?" You tilted your head to the side.

"Yes, you're over an hour early."

"Caw! Caw! Idiot, [surname]-san! Caw!"

You looked above at the crow that was circling around the both of you, chaffing at you from above. You felt a nerve at your temple pop out slightly and Gyomei grinned down at your irascible self. It was cute how you got worked up so quickly.

"I'm gonna get that bird for brains if its the last thing I do." You grumbled as you approached the mansion.

All the Hashira seemed to be gathered around speaking to one another until Tengen jutted his your direction. Shinobu and Mitsuri waved you over and you bowed your head at them.

"Good morning, [name]-kun. Himejima-san. It's nice to see you so early." Shinobu smiled her usual smile at you.

"You look cute as usual, [name]-san!" Mitsuri cheered beside you.

You felt your cheeks warm again at their sweet words.

"That's a pretty boring yukata you have on." Tengen looked down at you distastefully.

You peered down at yourself. "Oh, the girls picked them out for me. Does it really look that bad?"

Tengen scoffed at you. "Yeah, it's drab. I could've totally picked something flashy for you!"

You raised your eyebrows at him.

"Next time, you can be in charge of my wardrobe." You replied sarcastically.

"I, for one think the color suits you!" Kyoujurou spoke up suddenly as he crossed his arms peering down at you.

"O-oh, thank you." You felt yourself fidget with your fingers as you brush the hair out of face.

Sanemi scoffed beside him and turned around to face the other way. He was beginning to get really irked by your presence. It was unnecessary for Oyakata-sama to even give you the time of day.

You ignored him trying to find the other Hashira. Muichiro seemed to be preoccupied with the clouds, while Obanai was staring down at you with an intense gaze that made the hair on your neck raise. He was one scary guy.

There was another person that seemed to be missing, but you couldn't place it.

"Oh, Tomioka-san, will you stop being such a drag and come over here with the rest of us." Shinobu teased in her gentle voice.

He gave her his usual stoic look before he sighed and approached the rest of the group. He stood by Shinobu quietly and then his piercing cerulean blue eyes found you.

"Are you not going to say something?" Shinobu asked, giving him a small nudge.

He looked down at her before shifting his gaze back over to you.

"Your hair is wet."

Everybody's mood seemed to shift at his awkwardness, but Mitsuri seemed to have a hard time trying to control her laughter which in turn made you giggle.

"Yeah, I don't know how to dry my hair in this era without a hair dryer." You touched your hair as it dripped down on your yukata.

"You can find those in the city or in more populated areas with hair salons." Shinobu spoke up.

"Oh shit, you guys have cities? Here I thought there wasn't anything technologically advanced in a twenty mile radius." You twisted your hair between your fingers and more droplets slid down.

Before anyone could reply everyone was bowing toward the estate and you took that as Kagaya making his entrance.

"Hello, my children." He spoke. His voice sent a pleasant feeling down your body.

"[name], would you please come here." You looked up to see that he was beaconing towards you and you pushed yourself up to meet with him face-to-face.

His wife smiled gently at you as you sat down in front of him and he placed his hands ontop of yours and you dryly gulped reminding yourself to stay cool, calm and collected.

"Is something the matter?" His smile dropped as he squeezed your hand urging for you to answer.

Even though he could not see you, you felt your gaze falter. Somehow, he knew something was wrong.

"I don't know if it's safe to tell you." You murmured, feeling everyone's eyes on you.

"You can tell me anything, my child."

And you really did feel like you could tell him anything. He had to have some sort of power in his voice because you found yourself showing your shoulder off and the eyes of every individual seemed to widen at the sight of you doing so.

"Hey, you--!" Tengen began to say, but Kagaya held a finger up to his mouth with a small smile.

"She is trying to show you a...a brand of some sort on her shoulder." Amane spoke softly as she gazed down at it in awe and then up at you. "May I?"

You nodded at her, already feeling comfortable with her presence as well. Her fingers brushed across your skin and a small gasp left her lips.

"What is it, Amane?" Kagaya asked beside her.

"She has the brand of Amaterasu."

Silence filled the air as the spring breeze whisked past and it felt like forever before anyone spoke. The smile on Kagaya's face seemed to grow as he gave your hands another squeeze causing you to look at him.

"Well, I guess it's time for a visit, then."

* * *

The trip to the Divine Springs was exhausting. There was no car nor horse or whatever the case may be to aid with travel to the lake that you for whatever reason needed to visit. Well, according to Amane and Kagaya, you had to visit Amaterasu and bring her an offering. As if her scorching your shoulder wasn't enough?

You scoffed as you folded your arms and felt the cold stone hit your collarbones. Amane had given you an amber stone that she had attached to a golden chain and clasped it around your neck and instructed you how to offer the goddess it.

"First, you need to offer yen." She handed you a large lump sum of coins in a satchel and you lips parted at the weight of it. That must've been a lot of fuckin money. "When maximum offering is met, the pond will glow signaling that Amaterasu is healing. Usually,Tachigami who is the Celestial Brush god of Power Slash will take form of a rat with the same symbolic markings as Amaterasu will appear. She may just make an appearance herself without the need of another deity." She touched at the markings on your shoulder that almost seemed like they were glowing red. "Then you will make your offering and he will decide whether to upgrade to Amaterasu."

"Then," She place lifted her warm hand to yours to touch the stone that nestled between your collarbones. "You give her your offering. Only then will she speak with you."

"Are you going to ever stop making those annoying noises?" Sanemi spoke. Annoyance filled his voice and it made you jump slightly.

You felt a little embarrassed that he was listening to all the times you let out a huff, but you weren't going to apologize for it either. Who the hell makes someone travel by foot for miles on end? It was ridiculous.

"Your fault for not having an Uber." You grumbled, fingering at your chain.

"Uber this! Uber that! Can you shut the fuck up about that, already?"

You grimaced at him. "Excuse me?"

"Shinazugawa-san." Gyomei's voice interrupted your conversation and you both clamped your mouths shut.

The power this man held.

"If it makes the journey quicker, would you be comfortable with climbing onto my shoulder so that it would be easier for us to sprint there." Gyomei stopped in front of you and you blinked up at him several times.

"U-um." You began getting nervous.

Sanemi groaned and rolled his eyes. "We don't have all fuckin' day!"

You felt the same vein pop out from earlier as you glared at him.

"Only if you feel comfortable, [surname]-san. It would be convenient for all parties involved."

You swallowed your saliva and nodded. "Okay."

He bent his knees and so that he was to your level, or so he thought.

"Uh, Himejima-san...?"

"You're still too tall for her to climb on." Sanemi spoke up for you.

Gyomei's eyebrows raised for a moment and offered his arm. "My apologies. Would you like me to help you?"

Your fingernails embedded moons into your skin and you let out a small huff. "Please."

He smiled and you walked forward to meet your smaller form with his arm and he lifted you with ease as he placed you on one shoulder. You were shocked to say the least.

"Holy shit, no one has ever picked me up like I was nothing." You spoke in awe as you peered down at the ground and then to Sanemi who was rolling his eyes at you.

You poked your tongue out at him and now it was his turn to have his vein pop out of his temple and you giggled at him. You returned your attention to the view.

"The weather up here is different." You joked and you heard something incoherent from Sanemi as Gyomei chuckled.

"Not that much different." Gyomei replied, readjusting your figure on his shoulder getting ready to start.

It was hard to control how nervous you felt. You were sure that he could feel how hard your heart was pounding against your chest as your ribcage slightly rested against the side of his head. Nonetheless, you felt warm and safe in his arms. You subconsciously moved your arm to the other side of his shoulder and he immediately noticed your shift in position.

"Himejima-san before you guys start running like a pair of track stars. Can I ask you something." You said suddenly. He hummed in response ignoring Sanemi's crude remarks. "how do you see?"

He didn't say anything for a moment, not because your question was rude. No, that was not the reason at all. He was trying to figure out how to describe it in a way that you would understand, but you were an adult so he would speak to you like one.

You on the other hand, had feared that you offended him. You bit your lip as you waited for him to response as Sanemi walked beside him silently. Almost as if he weren't there.

"I have gained the ability to see the Transparent World. In other words, even though I can naturally sense the world around me, I can also create images of anyone around me in my mind. It's quite a concept to grasp."

You thought for a moment. "So, you can see my aura or whatever?"

He smiled. "Basically."

"Are you done, yet? Let's get going already." Sanemi interrupted once again and you gave him a look which he ignored.

"Yes, we should get going. [surname]-san, I'd be happy to answer your questions after we're finished."

"Fine." You frowned slightly.

"Are you ready?" He asked as he wrapped his large bicep around your swinging legs. You felt a strange feeling blossom within your chest.

"Yes." It was barely audible, but he heard you loud and clear.

"Let's go." His voice was firm as held you in his sturdy arms.

And with that he was traveling at the speed of light along side of Sanemi and your hair unraveled as it flew behind you and you had never felt so exhilirated in your life. Trees turned into a hodgepodge of greens and browns as sunlight penetrated through the leaves. You felt yourself grinning as you held on tight to Gyomei. You wondered if he could sense how fast your heart was beating.

"It should be just up ahead." Sanemi called out and Gyomei only nodded as they began to slow down.

Your eyelids fluttered for a moment, redjusting your vision as you rubbed your eyes and then opened them again.

A lake that looked rather mundane and a little swampy if you said so yourself had appeared in your line of vision.

“This is it?” You were disappointed to say the least.

“According to the directions, Amane-sama gave to us this should be the correct place.” Gyomei said looking around.

”This place is a dump.” Sanemi said what you were both thinking as he picked at his ear.

Gyomei set you down carefully and you felt a little saddened at the loss of of his warmth.

“So what now? I just claim I have an offering and dump the coins in there?” You asked taking the hefty velvet bag out of your pouch.

“I think as any other shrine we follow the same steps of making an offering.” Gyomei stated as he took his prayer beads within his larger hands and pressed his hands together.

You stared at him until your realized Sanemi was doing the same and you quickly pressed your hands together. One eye open (when your sleeping one eyeEeEee) peering up at Gyomei and the other shut in concentration.

They bowed and you followed.

"Can we skip the purification ritual?" Sanemi looked at the algae filled water in disgust, watching as his image rippled in the water.

"No." Gyomei replied as he bent down and you repeated after him. You weren't used too making offerings and prayers to the "gods and goddesses".

Sanemi grumbled to himself as he did the same and once you were finished you took out the coin satchel and began to ceremoniously drop them into the pond. At first nothing happened and you turned your head to look up at Gyomei who was facing the water and staring intently at it.

"Keep going." He ordered and you followed.

"Do you see something?" You asked as you dropped more coins in.

"It's very faint, but there is energy emerging with every coin you drop in."

"Interesting." You murmured and took a huge handful of coins and dropped them in.

"It's definitely growing."

Sanemi stood over you silently as he watched you drop the coin in. "What would happen if you just dumped the whole thing in."

You peered up at him and then shrugged. "Let's see."

You thought that Gyomei would have stopped you, but he only observed the lake as you proceeded to dispose of the entire bag into the lake.

"Anything?" You asked and nodded.

"It's larger, but I think we need to complete prayer before she appears." Gyomei suggested and you pushed yourself off of the ground as he pulled out the incense and handed one to you and Sanemi.

He lit them both with a box of matches and instructed you how to extinguish them. As the fire without leaving a trail of smoke in the air, his ears perked up and he turned around to see that there was a small ancient looking ashtray with a small rope and bell that you could only assume is where you tossed the rest of the incense in.

"Was that there before?" You inquired as he stepped up to it.

"The offering must've made these appear. The next step is to ring the bell and clap your hands twice before summoning her."

You sighed as you scratched at the back of your head. "This is a lot for an offering, no?"

"Would you hurry up?" Sanemi sneered, as he brushed past you knocking you a little off of your feet.

"Are you always this annoying?" You grumbled following behind him and he ignored you as he watched Gyomei ring the bell and clap his hands together.

After Sanemi had finished it was your turn.

"Okay, so ring the bell and clap twice." You reinstructed yourself out loud.

"Do you always talk before you do something?" Sanemi piped up.

You ignored him and began the ritual and closed your eyes.

Amaterasu...if you can hear me, please speak to me.

You opened one of your eyes to peer around, but nothing was happening.

"Uh, so how long are we suppose to wait?" You asked to no one in particular.

"Be patient." Gyomei replied as he sat down and concentrated.

You felt a comforting warmth on your chest where the amber stone of your necklace lay and your eyes fluttered open to look down at it now glowing in the sunlight. Just then the lake began to sparkle and began to transform right in front of your eyes as the sunlight shone down on it. The swampy green algae filled lake turned golden as small waterfalls seemes to appear and dribbled down into the lake. Plants began to blossom growing taller as an etheral woman emerged from the water. He black hair cascaded around her shoulders as the golden and amber jewelry on his body glistened. The head piece on the top of her hair was in the shape of a sun and it glimmered the brightest as she seemed to levitate in front of you. The kimono she wore was white with a red sash and golden embellishments and she gathered herself towards you. Notable red and black swirled patterns were embroidered into the hem and sleeves of her kimono. Golden flames had surrounded her as you involuntarily stepped forward.

She smiled at you as she raised her hand towards you and you felt drawn to her. It was glowing the same way in your dream.

"You were in my dream." You spoke finally.

"You recognize my hand, my child?" Her voice echoed beautifully through out the forest and you nodded.

You felt compelled to show her your brand and a smile graced her red lips. "Your marking has healed beautifully."

Her hand was warm as she placed it in on your tattoo as she traced it with her fingers. Her molten golden hues shifted to the glistening stone on your neck and she lifted it to her fingertips.

"Is the offering good enough?"

She hummed in response as she looked over at your two companions who seemed to be frozen in place. Sanemi with a bored expression on his face while Gyomei was still concentrating.

"Why are they not moving?" You tried to turn towards them, but you felt frozen in place. "Why can't I move?"

"Because I have not permitted it yet." She spoke to you as she made her way in front of you again.

"I have given you these markings because I have bestowed a power inside of you. This stone will serve as an amulet to protect you and store most of your powers in." She pressed her hand to your chest and it glowed.

You wrist where you were grabbed at in your dream began to faintly lit up and they felt warm. Warm like a mother's touch.

"What do you mean most of my powers?"

"I have given you the Breath of the Sun that causes your skin to burn with every new marking. This is only part of where your power lies and you can activate it through the training of another Sun user. The other part, lies in the stone."

"How do I unlock it?"

"You must wait on the day of the Summer Solstice and stand in front of the sun's highest point in the sky when you arrive at my shrine, Ise Jingu."

"And then?"

Her smile grew showing her pearly white teeth. "And then you will find the answers to all your questions."

You face dropped at her words. How awfully poetic of her. "I don't get why you can't just tell me."

She laughed melodiously. "Mortals, are awfully amusing. It would be too easy for me to just simply give you the answer."

How annoying. But before you could open your mouth to speak.

Her hands began to glow and you recalled it from your dream as they grabbed at your wrist. She pressed her left hand against your chest and the other at your left wrist and they began to burn with an intensity that should've melted your skin right off, but they did not.

She placed her fingers to her lips and increased the pressure against your chest. "This is all I can leave you with."

"But you didn't answer--" And it was in that moment that you felt the same unbearable burning feeling in the middle of your chest and left wrist.

You collapsed to the ground as the goddess began to sink back into the lake and the forest around you began to return to its original state.

"[surname]-san!...[surname]-san...!" Was the last thing you heard before your vision faded to black and it was still again.

* * *

"Why is she not stable, yet?" Kagaya asked, worry etched into his features as Amane clasped onto his hands.

"She has a fever that is breaking my thermostat, and no fever reducers are working on her. It seems to be something out of my hands." Shinobu spoke up.

There was a faint anger and frustration that was bubbling in her chest as she spoke. It was not very evident to most, but it was, however evident to the red haired boy behind her.

"Very well." He spoke. Neither a smile, nor a frown on his face.

"Did anything else happen after she collasped?"

"Her markings advanced across her chest and left wrist. It must be an after effect, until the brand heals." Gyomei spoke as he held onto his prayer beads tightly.

He was worried for you and as much as Sanemi didn't want to admit it, he was as well. It wasn't everyday he got to see someone collaspe to the ground as their body went up in smoke from brandings of a goddess.

"I want round the clock care, for [name]. She is not to be left alone under any circumstances." Kagaya ordered the seating Hashira and demon slayers around them.

"Carry on, my children." He returned to his normal state. A smile on his features as he spoke calmly to the slayers again and they all began to file out.

"Shinobu-san"

She stood in her place as the redhaired boy approached her with his two other unusual friends. "Hello, Tanjiro-kun. I must get going to [name]."

The smile seemed to be etched on her face was only a facade. He could smell the frustration on her.

"Don't be upset, Shinobu-san. Like Gyomei said. It's nothing that can be helped. We just need to wait."

She shut her eyes and smiled at him as she began to walk away from them. "I'll keep that in mind, Tanjiro-kun."

It was selfish. The feeling that was brimming in her spirit. Nothing can be helped? That was ridiculous.

It pained her to say that it chipped away at her ego to not have anything work on a patient. She had had many times before where "things could not be helped", but that was long ago when she was young and foolish. With you though, it felt a little different. Even setting aside most of her pride, she was sad. The type of strain that your brandings were pushing your body was beyond the limit of an average human being. Humans were fragile.

Scratch that. Normal human beings were fragile.

Normally, this would just be another death she would have to come face-to-face with as she has seen it happen over and over again from victims of demons, but this felt personal. The idea of you not making it, was simply driving her insane.

* * *

You awaken to the sound of birds chirping and the gentle spring breeze caressing at your skin and hair. Your eyes fluttered open and you were laying on your back. Sudden warmth emanated on the surface of your left wrist and chest. You touch the bare skin of your chest and your skin feels like its protruding with more markings. A small inhale and exhale leaves your lips as you touch your wrist not wanting to look at it but knowing there are more there.

"They're quite beautiful markings, you know."

His voice was deep and tranquil as it entered your ears. Your [e/c] hues shifted to meet his gaze. He was sitting in a chair to your left with his large hands in his lap as he faced you.

"You can see them?"

"They're etched into your spirit." He scooted closer to your relaxed form as he took your left wrist in his hand.

His hands were cool in comparison to your overly heated ones. He traced over the markings with his fingers and you felt a trail of goosebumps raise under his touch.

"They burn a benevolent golden fire. Much like Rengoku-san, but it's different. Nothing like I have ever seen before, but that's the Sun goddess for you." He spoke softly as he felt over the red markings that stopped just above your wrist.

You didn't know what to even say in response. You suddenly felt warm, and not because the Sun goddess had touched you.

"Did you see her?"

He stopped for a moment. His eyebrows slightly furrowed. "No, Sanemi and I did not see her the way you must have."

"How do you know I saw her?"

Dumb question.

"I felt her presence all around you. She had no ill intention as far as I could tell." His hand covered yours entirely. "Don't be afraid."

His other hand pushed the loose strands of hair that were encased in stale sweat stuck to your skin away from your face. "That's what she told Sanemi and me."

Your eyes widened. "She spoke to you both?"

He held up on finger. "Only that one time. After that it fell silent, but only for a moment and then we saw you writhing on the ground in pain. You mumbled something about the Ise Jingu, but you fell unconscious."

"For how long?"

"Three days now."

Your body jolted forward as you looked at him incredulously. "Three days?!"

"I knew I heard something annoying." Sanemi's head popped in and you rolled your eyes.

"Nice to see you, too." You mumbled as you watched him waltz into the room. "Can I help you?"

This prompted a vein to protrude from his forehead making you chuckle. "I only wanted to see if you were dead or not."

"Sureee." You raised your eyebrows and looked away as if to tease him.

"I wouldn't really care if you did."

"Mhm."

"I'm serious."

"Whatever."

But before Sanemi could make yet, another excuse you sensed the Insect Hashira's presence. "It's nice to finally see you're awake."

You smiled at her feeling elated that she had come to see you. "It's nice to be awake."

Right after she had entered the room, Sumi, Naho and Kiyo had filed in carrying trays of food. "[surname]-san! It's so nice to see you awake!"

Your grin growing wider at the girls blushing cheeks. "We brought you food!"

You blinked at them several times. "All of this is for me?"

Each tray had at least one serving on it, but by that time you heard your stomach grumble.

"You will need all the energy you can get." Gyomei said as he began to stand up from his seat.

"I made sure that Aoi added extra nutrients and beneficial ingredients to keep your strength up. Amaterasu's markings have taken a huge toll on your body and you need to replenish it until your body says its had enough." Shinobu pipes up as she held a finger in the air and the girls set your food on on a tray beside you and on your lap.

"Well, I'll make sure to thank Aoi when I can." You smiled at them. "Thank you, again. This all looks very delicious."

"Well, we'll leave you to it!" Sumi said and the three girls bowed out and left.

"I'm sure you want a little peace and quiet before things get hectic again." Shinobu smiled as she approached the edge of your bed fixing you sheets.

"How do you mean?" You asked taking a spoon full of rice and shoving it into your mouth.

"I'm sure Kocho-san can fill you in after you revitalize your spirit." Gyomei spoke before she could.

She clamped her mouth shut and smiled as she peered up at him. "Of course, Himejima-san. I'll be sure to tell Oyakata-sama you're awake. He'll be happy to hear it."

You gave me her a content smile and a thumbs up since your mouth was chalk full of food. She left the room leaving you with Sanemi and Gyomei.

"I have better things to do then stand around here and watch you eat." Sanemi spoke up as he started to leave the room.

You snorted. "Thanks for checking up on me."

He felt his body stiffen at your words and that apples of cheeks tight as he pressed his lips into a thin line. "Just don't die."

And with that he left.

"What a guy. Are you going to stay here with me, Himejima-san?" You asked him as he faced the window and then to you.

"Yes, I have a duty to watch over you."

"Oyakata-sama's orders?"

"You could say that."

You raised an eyebrow at him. "What do you mean?"

"I'd be here with or without orders."

You stared up at him as he stood there hands behind his back as he closed his eyes and let the spring air fill the room and gently kiss at his skin and rake their blossoming fingers through his onyx hair. What was the sudden fixation for? You had no idea, but you admired him a lot.

"Himejima-san, I--"

He turned to you for a moment, but an unfamiliar voice called your attention.

"[surname]-san! It's a pleasure to meet you and see you awake!" The redhaired boy bowed down to you. He carried a wooden box on his back and a dark scar covered the corner of his forehead.

"KYAAAAA!! YOU DIDN'T WARN ME THAT SHE WAS THAT PRETTY!!" The blonde boy screamed next to him as he struggled to keep himself from collasping

You blinked back in surprise as you watched the two boys bicker. Well, actually it was the yellow haired boy shaking the red head while a boarheaded human stepped up and pointed to himself with his thumb.

"I'm Inosuke Hashibira! God of the Mountains!"

Both of the boys beside him stopped what they were doing and their faces fell flat at him.

"What an imbecile." The yellow haired boy deadpanned as he still had the redhead's collar in his grasp, he shortly let go.

"I'm Agatsuma Zenitsu!" The yellow haired boy bowed at you.

"Oh, my apologies! I forgot to introduce myself. I'm Kamado Tanjiro!" He bowed after him and pointed to the wooden box on his back. "And this is my sister, Nezuko!"

You covered your mouth and giggled. "Your sister is a wooden box?"

"No, she can't come out just yet because it's daylight." He smiled at you as he straightened up.

Your heart dropped to your stomach and your lips parted for a moment as panic surged through your body. Gyomei had sensed your apprehensiveness and placed a comforting hand on your shoulder.

"Nezuko is a demon." Gyomei informed beside you and your eyes widened confirming your beliefs to be true.

"But she won't hurt you! Or any humans for that matter!" Tanjiro immediately piped up.

"Yes, while she is a demon, Nezuko has proven that she isn't a danger to humans." You relaxed a bit hearing that. "Still, most of the Hashira do not wish to accept her as a demon slayer. It was only at Oyakata-sama's request that we did not kill her."

You were shocked to hear that many of the Hashira technically went against Kagaya's wishes and struggled against their natural instincts to not annilihate her.

"But Nezuko and I will work hard together to make sure that we are recognized by all the demon slayer corps!" He said with a fist in the air. "And soon she will be human, again."

"Demons can turn human, again?" You tilted your head to the side feeling your hands sweat under the sheets.

"There has been no cases of this ever taking place, but there is a legend of blue spider lily that is supposedly the cure." Gyomei spoke beside you.

"It's not impossible." Tanjiro said with full resolve as he stared intently at Gyomei.

His eyes were now on your wrist that was riddled with Amaterasu's markings. "Are those the markings of the Sun goddess?"

You finally glanced down at your left wrist for the first time. The markings were red and in the same swirling patterns that were on Amaterasu's kimono. You felt same warmth coming from the markings from before. As they caught in the light, they began to glimmer a golden color and you stared at it in awe.

"Whoa." Zenitsu spoke up first as he glanced down at your wrist reflecting in the sunlight.

"That is... incredible. [surname]-san, may I?" He asked and you nodded as you felt an immense amount of energy and warmth flow from his finger tips the moment he touched you.

The markings seemed to glow at his touch.

"Tanjiro, your scar!" Zenitsu exclaimed.

The boy touched at his forehead and he noticed it felt the same temperature as your etchings.

"It's glowing, too." You pointed at his scar that was glistening golden.

"Kinda like Edward Cullen..." You said more so to yourself.

"Who's that?" He asked absentmindedly as he rubbed over his forehead.

"No one." You said quickly and then pulled away for a moment to see if it would disappear.

The glow and the warmth died down slow and the room went silent as they gawked at the both of you. You kept placed your hand on top of his and letting go several times just to make sure. He had to have had the mark of a Sun User.

You smiled at him. "I guess you and me are cut from the same cloth, huh?"

He shared your smile. A light blush dashing his cheeks and this for some reason sent Zenitsu into a frenzy grasping at Tanjiro's collar again.

"HOW DARE YOU TOUCH A CUTE GIRL IN FRONT OF ME LIKE THAT!!"

You honestly had no idea how to react to this situation. Being that they were kids and you were an adult that had zero interest in anything remotely romantic with a child. Still, it was humorous to watch as Zenitsu's eyes popped out of his skull and Tanjiro merely stood there taking it. Inosuke on the other hand, was from what you gathered with his boar head on, stared at your tattoos.

"Do you ever take that thing off?" You inquired and he faced you for a moment.

"Yeah, aren't you getting tired of how that thing smells?" Zenitsu paused his actions for a moment as he spoke to Inosuke.

"No! This stays on--"

"Inosuke!" You heard a female voice call out and you turned your attention to the doorway.

There stood a girl about the same age with her dark hair pulled into pigtails and deep blue eyes. "I told you to leave your mask in your room so I can clean it!"

She marched over to him and he began to run away from her.

"Does this always happen?" You asked Gyomei.

"A lot more than it should." He replied as they continued their chaotic actions until Aoi successfully pulled off Inosuke's mask.

It was probably the most shocking part of your morning. Inosuke blinked for a moment as Aoi triumphantly smiled. You hadn't realized you had a hand over your mouth until Tanjiro spoke to you in a lower voice.

"Yeah, that was our reaction, too."

"He looks..." You paused for a moment as you took Inosuke's startling appearance. "like a pretty girl."

"I'm not a girl!!" Inosuke suddenly burst out and jabbed his thumb as his chest. "I'm god of the Mountains!!"

His emerald green eyes shined in the sunlight and his long eyelashes fluttered, looking as if they tickled his slight eyebags.

"He's nothing special." Aoi crossed her arms as she watched Zenitsu and Tanjiro hold him back from trying to get his boar head back.

"Aoi-kun." You smiled at her and she turned toward you. "Thank you very much for the meals. They're absolutely delicious. You have a real knack for cooking."

Her cheeks blossomed a sakura pink as she shifted her eyes to the ground. "Well, I'm glad I can be of use."

You slurped up a huge portion of your soba before speaking to her again. "I bet Inosuke-kun tries to sneak your cooking all the time."

"Not true!" He exclaimed getting out of their grip and rushing toward Aoi and grabbed his mask while he made a run for it.

She sighed and hit her palm to her forehead. You gave her a sheepish smile. "Sorry."

She shook her head. "It's not your fault. He's always a pain about it."

"I think you should all let [surname]-san rest, don't you think so?" Gyomei's voice interjected causing everyone to look at him and go stiff.

"Of course, Himejima-san" Aoi bowed and began to make her exit.

"Aoi-kun!" You called out and she poked her head through the doorway. "Feel free to come visit me when you have the time."

A small smile etched onto her face and nodded in acknowledgement. "Mmm!"

"We're sorry!" Tanjiro and Zenitsu bowed toward the both of you and you laughed.

"It's alright." You waved them off. "I'm not actually bothered by any of your presences, but maybe Himejima-san is right. I think I may need to rest for a little longer."

"Do you feel alright?" Gyomei placed a comforting hand on your back and you felt flustered under his touch.

"Yes, I'm fine." You said softly back.

Tanjiro and Zenitsu's eyes widened as they watched how gently you two spoke to one another. Unbeknownst to you there was a different kind of smell that Tanjiro could sense. A new feeling that budding between the both of you.

"[surname]-san, if it's okay with you, Nezuko would like to visit you more often. I think there is something that we have in common." He bowed to you.

"Of course." You felt your voice tremble a little thinking of the demon sister he was just casually slinging on his back. "You know, from what I can recall of meeting with the Sun goddess, she had mentioned something about me being a Sun user." You looked down at your new tattoos and then back up at him. "Do you know anything about that?"

"You have a breath now?" Gyomei questioned.

"Eh?" Tanjiro and Zenitsu looked puzzled.

"Just like that?" Tanjiro asked.

"Um," You looked away as fiddled with the bed sheets. "I mean I guess. I didn't really know what she meant by that."

"Every breath originates from the Sun breathing technique. There aren't any known books on Sun Breathing. It's a lost art." Gyomei stated.

"Right, I wanted to ask Rengoku-san about my father's flame breathing. Maybe it's connected to that." Tanjiro pondered for a moment.

"Maybe..." You trailed off thinking about Amaterasu and how she spoke about your necklace.

You involuntarily clasped at it and Gyomei noticed this. "Your necklace."

You peered up at him. "Did she bless it?"

You looked back down at the amber stone and watched as it sparkled in the sun. "She told me that on the day of the Summer Solstice I need to stand in front of the sun when it is at the highest point in the at the Ise Jingu to unlock the rest of my powers."

"That has to be at noon." Zenitsu suddenly spoke up.

"Did she say anything else?" Gyomei asked.

You shook your head. "No, she wouldn't answer anything else which was really annoying actually. And then she touched my hand and my chest and I felt this insurmountable amount of pain."

"That must've been when you collasped." Gyomei remembered your blood curdling screams vividly.

"Yeah, and then I woke up here. That's really about it."

"The Ise Jingu is located near the city of Ise in Mie ken." Gyomei said clasping his prayer beads. "The only problem is, no one can enter unless they are priests, priestesses or apart of the Japanese Imperial family. Unfortunately, The Demon Slayer Corps is not recognized by the government."

It went quiet for a moment.

"So, what you're saying is we have to sneak in." You rubbed your hands together thinking about how cool a covert operation sounds right now.

"It's not as easy as you think it is." Gyomei spoke.

"Yeah, I mean you kinda stick out like a sore thumb." You joked, but he did not laugh. You clamped your lips shut.

"This is serious [surname]-san."

"I know, I'm sorry. I'm not good with these particular situations. Sarcasm and making light of serious situations is my go too coping mechanisms." You rubbed the back of your neck and Gyomei features softened noting that you had become embarrassed.

"We'll figure out a plan. Until then, we will work on getting you back into health and start training."

"We'll get you into tip top shape, [surname]-san!" Tanjiro exclaimed with a fist in the air.

Zenitsu seemed to be exhausted by the mere conversation you all we're having. "Yet another thing I'm getting dragged into."

"What's the date?" You asked seearching for a calendar in the room.

"The eighteenth of March. The Summer Solstice is on the twenty first of June. So we have some time until then. For now, eat and take your rest."

The Stone Hashira looked out the window. "The Spring Solstice is in two days. Oyakata-sama will be sure to have some sort of festivities. He's keen on those things."

"Aw, man. I hope we don't miss it." Zenitsu started to look depressed at the thought of being on a mission the day of Spring Solstice."

"I don't think I've ever celebrated the Solstice before. What's it like?" You asked thinking about how handsome Gyomei would look in a yukata.

"What's that smile on your face for?" Zenitsu eyed your smiling face.

Tanjiro held a finger up and began to explain."Well, on the day of the Solstice it's tradition to visit family graves and have reunions. You spent a lot of time appreciating nature and living things."

"Oyakata-sama doesn't make it mandatory to come to any of the festivities, but all the Hashira congregate. It's not closed off to other demon slayers." Gyomei added.

"Oh, so there isn't like any dressing up or vendors?" You felt your shoulders slump.

Gyomei felt your sudden sadness. "Maybe, Oyakata-sama can arrange something special for you. He's taken quite a liking to you since you've arrived."

You instantly brightened. "Really? You think so?"

Tanjiro and Zenitsu watched as you two interacted with another and they began to feel as if they were interrupting something.

"Well, we'll see ourselves out." Tanjiro began as his and Zenitsu's cheeks tinged pink. "May you have a quick recovery!"

The pair bowed to you both and said their goodbye's and sighed as you raked your hand through you hair.

"I didn't mention this before, but you're healing remarkably quick and your aura it seems to grow stronger by the second." Gyomei spoke up.

"Really?"

He nodded and sat back down in his seat as he let his body rest against the back of the chair cushion. You observed how he let the muscles in his body relax as the silhouette of the trees branches danced over his skin.

Fuck, I'm doing it again.

"Do you have something on your mind?"

"Huh?" You felt your body jump slightly at his voice and your cheeks warmed as your eyes casted downward. "Oh, nothing I just--"

You heart began to speed up and you had no idea what to say.

"[surname]-san."

"Yes?" You looked up at him and his head was faced toward the window as he leaned his elbow on the chairs arm rest and rest his hand on his palm.

"I find comfort in your company."

You blinked at him in surprise as your felt your fingers fidgeting with the white sheets again.

"Was that awkward to say?"

You nervously giggled to yourself as you pulled at the strings in the comforter and shook your head. "Not at all. I feel the same way actually."

Pink sprinkled at his cheeks as he fiddled with his prayer beads and smiled in your direction. You felt your heart flutter at the sight of him as you clasped onto the cloth covering your chest. You couldn't remember the last time you felt so drawn to another person.

"I'm glad."

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Hello! Idk if you write Farena but if you do may I request this with Farena and Leona. If not then it's ok

I've never written Farena before. This is interesting.

Y/n and Leona are 16, Farena is 17. Y/n grew up in afterglow Savannah. Cheka is 4 in the end.

How you get Cheka is up to you.

Takes place while Farena is on break from school. Let me know if you want to know/read more.

GN!Y/n x Farena Kingscholar

I've got you

“Ah~! Wait, not there...!”

“Tone it down a little. You’re a loud one, aren’t you?”

Y/n covered their mouth, afraid they’d let out a scream if they didn’t. They had left on a 3-day trip that Leona couldn’t go on because he had suddenly fallen ill. They returned from the trip with a handful of gifts, only to be greeted by the sight of their beloved boyfriend making out with one of the maids.

Y/n let the tears fall but didn’t dare make a sound. They turned around, ready to storm out of the castle until they were pushed against the wall.

“What the f-”

“Shh,” someone pinned them against Leona’s door and kissed the roughly, desperately, a silent plea for them not to leave. Y/n unconsciously wrapped their arms around the person’s neck, no longer caring what happened. They didn’t even have to open their eyes to know it was the future king of afterglow savannah, Leona’s older brother, Farena Kingscholar.

“Oh fuck,” he groaned, “you have no idea how long I’ve waited to do that.” Farena sighed as he rested his forehead against theirs. “I’m sorry. I’m sorry for doing that and I’m sorry my brother didn’t realize just how much you are worth. I’m sorry he cheated, and I completely understand if you want to leave. If you want, I’ll arrange for you to leave to another country if that is what you wish.”

Y/n shook their head, “No...no it’s fine. Can we go somewhere else? I... I don’t want to be here anymore.”

“Of course, come on.” Farena led them to his room, not saying anything as they broke down crying again. He genuinely had no idea how his brother could have cheated on Y/n. Leona had always been self-sabotaging, but he honestly did not expect his little brother to ruin a perfect future with Y/n.

Farena would never do that to Y/n. He’d make sure that for as long as he lives, whether it be with them or not, he’d make their life as comfortable and easy as possible. So, he pulled them close to him for the rest of the walk to his room.

“Don’t worry,” Farena whispered in their ear, “I’ve got you.”

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“If I were to be honest, I think fell for you the minute Leona introduced you to us. I know it’s wrong, but how could I resist someone as kind as you?”

“And... when did you realize?”

“Hm... I’d say the day you argued with Leona about treating me better. He had destroyed something valuable to me and I had felt so happy when you stood up for me. Seeing you mad was kind of hot too...” Farena murmured the last part.

Y/n looked down sheepishly, “I’m sorry, I just don’t think I’m going to be ready for a relationship anytime soon. I’m not saying I wouldn’t want to! Just...not yet. You’re a really nice guy, so I want to give you a chance. Eventually.”

“No, I understand. I wasn’t expecting you to accept right away. Plus, I want to properly ask you out. Get to know you more than I already do, you know?” Farena smiled, “However, you still need to heal from my brother’s betrayal, and I will be here every step of the way.”

Y/n’s eyes widened. “I... Thank you. You’ve done so much for me...I-”

“OPEN THE DOOR FARENA!” Leona banged on the door furiously, desperately. “I KNOW THEY’RE IN THERE!”

“Leave Leona, haven’t you done enough already?”

“Why didn’t you tell me you were back? Y/n, come out already, I have to talk to you! I swear they didn’t mean anything to me, you know I only love you!” Leona kept banging on the door, “Come out, I will destroy the door!”

Y/n glanced at Farena nervously. Farena quickly rushed them to his closet and hid them there, just as his door turned into sand.

“Where are they?” Leona looked around Farena’s room, carelessly tossing things around.

“Haven’t you hurt them enough? Leona, please calm down and think about what you are doing You’re scaring them!”

This caused Leona to freeze.

“They’ll talk to you eventually. For now, just leave. They’ll come to you when they are ready. But promise me you won’t be upset with their decision, you caused this after all.”

Leona’s eyes widened before he slowly started laughing, “Hah! Right... I caused this. This is my fault. It’s always me, I just never seem to do anything right, huh?” He ran a hand through his messy hair before sighing, “Y/n, just know that I am sorry. I truly am.” Leona left the room and Farena let out a relieved sigh.

“He’s gone now, Y/n. You may come out.” He looked around his room and frowned, “I have no idea what’s gotten into him. I’m so sorry. I will personally escort you to your home, you should be better there. I will make sure he doesn’t bother you again.”

Y/n shook their head, “No, it’s fine. This isn’t your fault. I’m sorry you had to get involved in this.”

“No, I insist. I will feel more at ease if I know you got home safely.” Farena held out his hand, and for the first time in what felt like forever, Y/n smiled. They took his hand and walked with him. As they walked to Y/n’s house, they got to know each other a little better. They told each other their preferences and funny stories they had to share. Farena couldn’t help but smile fondly every time Y/n got excited as they told him something stupid they had done as a child. This truly was the best day of his life.

“And so I thought Ruggie was dead, but he was actually just pretending. I still can’t believe I had cried my eyes out thinking I had killed him. I tried to run away from home, thinking I would be arrested or something. I had my- oh. We’re here.” Y/n frowned, “Well, it was nice talking to you. It really improved my mood. I’ll see you tomorrow...?”

“Of course! I’d love to hear more of your wonderful stories!” Farena smiled, which caused Y/n to smile in return as they headed inside their home.

Farena had a stupid smile on his face the whole walk back to the castle. If the people noticed his swishing tail, well, they just decided not to comment on it. If Farena was happy, they were happy.

“Should I buy them something? Wait, maybe it’s too soon? Ugh, I have no clue what I’m doing,” Farena groaned.

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“Oji-tan! Oji-tan!”

Leona’s eyes twitched, “What are you doing here? Where are your guards? They are probably losing their minds looking for you.”

“I wanted to come visit you, Oji-tan! Daddy said you weren’t feeling well and I wanted to see if that was true.”

Leona groaned, “Well I’m clearly fine, so scra-”

“Cheka! Come back here! Your father almost had a heart attack when he realized you were missing! Please don’t do that, it can be very dangerous for our cute little future king to be roaming around all alone, right?”

“I’m sorry momma/papa/parent. I didn’t mean to...” Cheka seemed close to tears and Y/n instantly ran over to him.

“Oh no no no, please don’t cry, baby! It’s okay, let’s just up to daddy so he won’t faint, ok?”

Cheka nodded and Y/n turned to Leona, “I’m so sorry about him, he was just really looking forward to seeing his Oji-tan. Please come visit more often, we really miss you.”

Cheka started impatiently pulling Y/n’s shirt and they sighed. “Alright, fine, let’s go. Good job today, Leona. Take care, alright?” They grabbed Cheka and started walking towards where Farena was waiting for them.

All Leona could do was watch as Y/n left him behind once again.

“Who was that?” Deuce asked.

“A milf/dilf if you ask me. Mind introducing me, Leona?” Ace asked playfully.

“That...” Leona closed his eyes, “was my first and only love.”

[allmyspideys]

nothing much happens

Summary: you and bucky have to share a room, but you listen to a sleep podcast and really hope bucky doesn’t mind

A/N: idk what i’m doing with this and honestly it’s not very good, but i needed a step away from our wandavision bucky au, so this is what i wrote :) i actually do listen to sleep podcasts and this is a real concern that i have lol… If you have any requests, send them in! Enjoy!

Living at the Avengers compound is usually a dream come true; there’s a full size kitchen with updated appliances, the toilets always work, the ceiling has never caved in, you have a whole room to yourself, and to top it all off, you have some amazing roommates. When you signed on to be the Avengers coordinator and on site manager, you didn’t know that you would be getting some of the best friends that you ever had. You signed on immediately because of the good pay, benefits, and it would get you out of the dingy apartment you had been living in for a while, but the friends were a huge bonus. A dream come true. 

When you met James Buchanan Barnes, part of you immediately fell in love. The way his dark hair contrasted with his bright blue eyes and the sharp cut of his jawline. How could anyone not be wildly attracted? But when you looked closer, you could see the pain and resignation in his eyes; he was inn pain and just exhausted, and it was abundantly clear to you. So that day, you set out to just do a little something for him every time you saw him. At first it was just offering a bright smile, then it moved to asking how his day was going or telling a few jokes. Before you knew it, you were seeing Bucky every day and teasing him while cooking dinner together or just sitting in silence when it was a rough day. Bucky sought you out and you were more than happy to be there; he was a fun and amazing guy that you were happy to call your friend.

While the ceiling may not have ever caved in (yet), there was a small fire that broke out in the labs (Thanks Peter…), so everyone that lived on that side of the compound had to move while they fixed it. Which is how you ended up with Bucky sharing your room for a few nights.

Originally the plan was to just have everyone sleep in one of the common spaces. There were couches and lots of blankets, so it would be like one big adult, superhero sleepover. Sounded like fun if you were being honest, but then Bucky came to you with a very valid concern.

You were in the kitchen making breakfast when he pulled you aside. 

“Y/N,” Bucky’s hand lingered on your arm, distracting for a moment before you noticed the concern in his voice and evident all over his face, “I can’t sleep with everyone. They can’t all know.”

You wished you didn’t understand immediately. You wished that Bucky would just tell the team; they’d understand. But more importantly, you wished they didn’t happen at all. Without a second though you offered up your room.

“I can’t just take your room,” his forehead scrunched together, just demanding you to run your thumb across it and sooth him.

“Buck, it’s okay,” you tried to reassure him, “I don’t mind sleeping on the couch. I always liked sleepovers,” that got a little chuckle out of him, “besides, it’s only for a few days.” 

It was like you could see the gears turning in Bucky’s head. You always knew when he was up to something because the thought process was just so clear on his face. It was the way his eyes looked determined and stared straight ahead, but the very slight smirk told you that it was never sinister, but the little scrunch between his eyebrows was the real key to knowing Bucky had come up with something. 

“What if I just crash in your room with you,” he asked tentatively. While his face normally showed confidence, there was just uncertainty. Bucky hoped that he hadn’t overstepped. You were his best friend, his confidant, and he just wanted you to be comfortable. 

“I’ll take the floor! Of course,” he quickly finished.

Honestly, you didn’t know why you hadn’t thought of it first. It’s not like Bucky hadn’t seen you in your PJs; you ate breakfast in them. You’d fallen asleep on him during movies and definitely on long trips back to the compound. You didn’t even care if you shared a bed, though you’d have to deal with whatever feelings it brought up later… 

“Of course Bucky!” 

And with that, Bucky Barnes was spending the night with you, which was totally fine. Until you realized it wasn’t. 

It’s not that you couldn’t sleep, because you could fall asleep anywhere at any time, the problem was falling asleep when you needed to go to sleep. It was like there was pressure to fall asleep, so it just never happened. Then you found sleep podcasts and listened to them literally every night. After you told Wanda, she started using them too. You’d never felt ashamed about it, but also you hadn’t really been sleeping with anyone, so no one other than Wanda knew about it.

When it came time to go to sleep, after you convinced Bucky that it was really okay to share a bed, you realized that you probably should tell him about the podcast.

Bucky sensed the discomfort before you started saying anything. The concern in his eyes matched the concern in yours.

“I listen to a sleep podcast,” you blurted out.

It took Bucky a moment to even register what you had said, then another moment to register what you were talking about. 

“It’s called Nothing Much Happens,” you continued, still looking very concerned. Bucky just looked at you amused. His little smile made your heart skip a beat, not really helping with the nervousness.

“I’ve trained myself to fall asleep to it,” you rambled, just trying to get all the words out and explain yourself, “but it really does help, like I get two sentences in and I’m out, and I think if you try it, well, it could help”. 

Bucky gently cupped your face. He was always so gentle with his metal arm; he was still afraid of hurting someone with it and it was never going to be you, he promised himself. But you knew that he never could hurt you and leaned into his metal hand. 

“It's okay,” he chuckled, “play whatever you want. I’ll give it a try.” 

Bucky always tried what you brought him. There was trust there; it was built up from many laughs and teasing, rough days and long nights, and the sincerity of your personality and heart. You were a light in Bucky’s life, so he tried anything you asked.

As you settled into bed and pressed play, Bucky knew that it would be his first restful night in a long time, though he couldn’t be sure if it was because of you or the podcast. At some point in the night Bucky scooted closer to you. The warmth radiating off his body only pulled you in more and in sleep you fit your body in the little crook of his arm. 

You’d never tell him, but Bucky did have a nightmare when he was with you. You woke up to find yourself tucked against his side and panicked a little, but when you realized it was Bucky’s groans that pulled you out of sleep, you couldn’t have cared less. You finally reached up to gently rub your fingers over the little crease between Bucky’s eyebrows, gave him a kiss on the forehead, and he fell back into a peaceful slumber. Staying with you those few days really was the best sleep Bucky had gotten in a long time. He’d tell you that the podcast really helped him fall asleep, but really it was you. The feeling from the weight of your head against his chest and the mutual warmth flowing back and forth between you was the most comforting thing he’d ever experienced. Laying in your arms while you ran your fingers through his hair made Bucky feel like he was healing. But of course, it was the podcast that made him sleep better at night.

[sugamamacustard]

Please don’t let me go

Pairing:  Alpha! Tetsuro Kuroo x Omega! Reader

Genre: Angst, Fluff, NSFW

Request: HIII my favourite author!!! Happy new year 💜. Wishing you a very happy 2021. Ok sooo i got a scenario In mind. You don't have to write it if you don't want to Reader (half wolf/half omega, and if you don't write half wolf, then omega) in a pack (maybe like you know joint nekoma, fukorodani and karasuno but it's ok if you don't write that, only nekoma then in case) where their pack hasn't exactly accepted them, they're very cold with her. Reader , who has madly been in love with kuroo (cuz I'm such a kuroo lover) for very long, doesn't mind and continues to take care of everyone, making sure their ok and basically like having a soft sweet motherly attitude despite how they treat reader. But at one point reader is just fed up and feels very hurt, thinking they hate them and blames themselves. They also have to keep seeing kuroo bring in other girls for his heat and that Hurts them a lot. So reader thinks they never needed them and slowly stops contacting them. That's when everyone realises they fucked up and tried to find them but they can't. Until one day reader comes to practice and says their joining another pack and apologies for not being enough and all, how would the pack and kuroo, who loves them, stop them, apologize and make it up with them? Angst to fluff, and if you want idk if you write it but nsfw. You don't have to write it ofc! It's just a quick scenario that came to my mind. Please ignore this if you don't want to write it, and sorry if it's too specific and long 🥺

Summary:   You were excited when the other packs joined yours, even finding solace in one of the alphas of one, but suddenly, you weren’t needed. Wanted. Not what he desired. And that hurt. So you do the only thing you can think of. Try to find someone who will comfort your poor omega heart.

Author’s Note: I’m your favorite 🥺 🥺 Happy new year babes!  And I was reading this, and I just kept getting more and more ideas and began writing it right away Hope you enjoy!

Requests: Open!

Keep in Mind! This heavily based off of my Dragon/Shifter! AU from my mainblog! (@Angstyclowns) . The long short of it, is that Shifters have three forms. The first, is completely human. Though the person still has some attributes (Better sight, smell, hearing, etc.) they don’t have any visible features. The second form gives the shifter about half of their features. Tails, ears, wings, fangs, things like that. The third is the “full form”. This is a full dragon, wolf, cat, dog, etc.. You aren’t able to talk in this form, but you do have full control of your actions. I can go into more depth in this AU! if you all want, be sure to let me know!

Tetsuro Kuroo

➵ The Fukorodani pack was big. Huge maybe. 

➵ It was made up of three different, smaller, packs that had combined for both numbers and power. Karasuno, (the namesake) Fukorodani, and Nekoma. 

➵ You were originally apart of Fukorodani, only really close with Akaashi and Bokuto and had yet to get close with anyone else. 

➵ You still cared for them though. 

➵ You prepped meals in the morning, making enough for everyone. 

➵ Made sure you always had band-aids just in case.

➵ You took the role of pack omega well. 

➵ But people still seemed to hold you at an arms length. 

➵ You at first brushed it off, as they were getting used to being in such a big pack, but as they got more comfortable with Bokuto and Akaashi, you began to feel this sense of unease. 

➵ It was obvious they didn’t trust you, but you couldn’t quite place why. 

➵ It soon got to the point where even Akaashi and Bokuto were spending less and less time with you. 

➵ Your omega was hurt and you felt completely deserted. 

➵ You had no idea what was happening. Did you do something wrong?

➵ You didn’t think so. You just did what you always did. Maybe you were too clingy. 

➵ Too overbearing. 

➵ Yeah, that was it. Right? 

➵ Too much too soon. 

➵ So you slowly began pulling away. You stopped making breakfast (Staying in your nest and feigning being asleep when Akaashi or Suga would come check up on you.). 

➵ Stopped carrying medical supplies. Which hurt at first when Hinata or Noya would excitedly ask you for a cartoon printed band-aid, but immediately frowned when you said you didn’t have any.

➵ You just stopped...caring? 

➵ You went on runs a lot more, staying out later and later and leaving earlier and earlier. There were days when no one saw you at all-- Bokuto ending up crying on those days, almost as if his alpha knew you were pulling away. 

➵ He would make an effort to spend the next day with you but then the process would just repeat itself. He’d be gone with Kuroo for days, weeks on end and you were stuck alone one more time. 

➵ “We always have an opening.” Daishou hummed, stretching his arms out as his forked tongue wiggled between his lips. Your tail swiped behind you as your ears fell back. “We could use a wolf like you. Strong legs, strong jaw, good looks-” 

➵ “Don’t.” You sighed, wrapping your tail around your waist and wringing it gently with your hands. “I appreciate the offer, but I- I can’t. I just-”

➵ “I get it. It’s that damned cat, yeah?” The olive haired alpha smirked, playing with one of his scaled fingers. He chuckled at your red cheeks, licking his teeth all the while.  

➵ It was not secret that you fell for the Pack alpha of Nekoma, Kuroo, quickly. Though Daishou (A snake shifter that you ran into during one of your all day runs) didn’t approve of the crush, he didn’t interfere with it. He respected it, in fact, encouraging it on days he felt good. 

➵ You could honestly say Daishou was one of your closest friends at the moment. He always allowed you into his territory, his pack supporting and loving you all the while. 

➵ He had offered to let you join his pack, in fact, but you turned him down. You were tied with Fukorodani, with Akaashi, with Bokuto. They were your family.

➵ Whether or not they saw you the same way, that was how you saw them. 

➵ Your inner omega kept reminding you that Daishou was also your family. 

➵ You suppose the final straw was seeing Kuroo laughing with some random Beta girl. She smelled like cheap perfume, making you reel. You merely watched as he kissed her neck, nipping her ear, quickly taking her to his room. His rut was around the corner so you knew what was going on. 

➵ Didn’t mean you had to like it though. 

➵ Maybe like a rebellious teenager, this kicked off that side you had been hiding.

➵ Instead of disappearing for a day every few weeks, you disappeared for days, one right after the other. You would pop in for a change of clothes, shift into your wolf and you were gone. 

➵ You were strategic about it too. You made sure one person saw you enter, just to assure everyone else you were alive. You made sure they were far enough away they couldn’t catch you even if they shifted-- which most did. They tried to talk to you, just once.

➵ But you had routes made in the deep of night to get you out of sight, running through water to get rid of your scent, just doing everything to make you disappear. 

➵ And slowly, but surely, Daishou and his pack began considering you their omega, just as you began forgetting about the Fukorodani pack. 

➵ Everyone on the other side just got worse though. More often than not, meals were either ordered in or skipped all together. Alphas snapped on each other, Betas snarled in retaliation, omegas were hissing and closing in. 

➵ While Bokuto and Akaashi were expected to be the worst of this all, they weren’t. While they growled and hissed and snapped, they didn’t snarl. They were recluse and kept away, looking for you day in and day out instead. 

➵ The worst of all was Kuroo. He snarled and snapped, baring his teeth at anyone who crossed his path. That beta girl? She ran out a week ago, bleeding from her hand because Kuroo had bitten her for touching him when he told her to go away. 

➵ Even Kenma had been on the receiving end of a near-close call, making everyone turn their attention to what his issue was. 

➵ They only got their answer on one of the few short trips you made back. You smelled heavily like the territory next door, so much so they could smell it from your room while you were re-packing your bag. 

➵ Your nest had been dismantled and one of the several blankets in there was folded and you began putting it into your bag, only for Kuroo to slam open your door. 

➵ You chirped in surprise, crawling back from the seething alpha. He was angry, you could tell, and you didn’t want to get in his way. 

➵ You bowed your head, quickly zipping up your bag before making your way to the window. 

➵ You couldn’t deal with him right now. Not with your feelings, not with his anger. You just couldn’t. 

➵ “Where the fuck are you going?” He hissed, stomping to your window and shutting it before you could crawl through. 

➵ “I- I don’t- Just-”

➵ He stopped you, sniffing your neck. “You smell like him.”

➵ “Who’s him?”

➵ “That fucking snake! Who else?!” Teeth are dragged dangerously down your neck, making you shudder. “What the fuck are you doing near him?”

➵ “Dai-”

➵ “Don’t fucking say his name. Answer the question. Why were you near him?! His pack?! We are right here. We’re your pack. Not them.” He sounded close to exploding,  making you whine as you withdrew. 

➵ He ran a hand through his hair as he paced in front of you. “Were we not good enough? Huh? You needed another pack? WHY WEREN’T WE GOOD ENOUGH?!” 

➵ You didn’t realize it, but you began shaking, slowly drawing in on yourself, trying to seem as small as possible. 

➵ You didn’t want to make the alpha angry. Why was he so angry? 

➵ “Tell me!” Looking up, you hiccupped as tears began streaming down your face, Kuroo having his own tears dripping down his cheeks. “Why wasn’t I good enough?”

➵ He collapsed in front of you, hands yanking on his hair. 

➵ And while you were hesitant, you slowly crept closer. He was shaking his head by the time you got close enough to hear him whispering “Please don’t leave.” Making your heart and omega whine. 

➵ “I-” You stopped. What was there to say? All of a sudden he wanted you here? Where was he the past however many weeks? 

➵ You wanted to scream at him. Turn and leave through the window anyway. 

➵ Leave this pack, and Kuroo, behind. 

➵ “Don’t leave me. I don’t care about the rest of them-- maybe Kenma-- but don’t leave me. Please. I can’t handle- I can’t handle not seeing you everyday. I thought I could. I thought I could fill the void with meaningless flings, but they couldn’t even touch me before I was aching for you. “ He was sobbing now, tears dripping down his cheeks. 

➵ You hesitantly wrapped an arm around his shoulder, allowing him to cry into your shoulder. He held you tightly, refusing to let you slip through his fingers as he almost had. 

➵ “I-I don’t- I don’t know what you want from me anymore, Kuroo. I-I tried staying, and that didn’t work. I tried leaving, and that didn’t work either. I don’t want to leave but I can’t stay. I’m so touch starved and I can’t keep living like this!” You cried out, frustrated with all the mixed signals around you. 

➵ What did your pack want from you?

➵ “We’ll fix it! I swear, I’ll fix it myself. I swear on my life. I’ll fix it. Fix myself. Make myself that alpha you deserve. Please.”

➵ You said nothing. Only allowing him to hold you close. 

___NSFW___

➵ “Tetsuro!” You squealed, laughing as soft kisses were laced down your thighs. 

➵ “Kitten~” He responded, suckling a hickey right near your cunt. 

➵ You were wearing nothing but his sweatshirt and he was rabid seeing you, his pretty omega all nice and ready for him. 

➵ And his cock. 

➵ Sitting up, he pulled you onto his thighs with a swift movement, making you laugh once more.

➵ He smirked down at you once you calmed down, pressing a sweet peck to your lips, making you hum with satisfaction. 

➵ His hands trailed under his shirt to rest on your hips, keeping you close to him. You seemed so ethereal, sitting in the light that filtered through the window-- oranges and reds highlighting your body.

➵ “I love you. I love you so much.” He huffed, leaning his forehead onto yours, feeling the heat of your smile against his lips. 

➵ “I love you too, Tetsuro.” Another peck was pressed to his lips. 

➵ His heart felt so full, having you in his arms, having you in his grasp. He just couldn’t let you go. 

➵ He had almost done that once. 

➵ But he would never make the same mistake again. 

___

His cock dragged slowly out of your walls, sending shocks of pleasure and sensation wavering through your body as you shuddered. It wasn’t often you got to see the slow and sensual side of Tetsuro-- the one that would kiss your bond mark, the one that would tear up as he spilled praise after praise into your ear, the one that would hold a hand on your chest just to feel your thundering heartbeat only to pull your hand up to feel his own, which was just as bad--but when you did it left you  just breathless as he always did. There were days when you just needed this side and he always picked up on that, but some days he needed the solace he got with it as well. 

You’d always enable it, purring and whispering your own praises to him, kissing his temples when his emotions bubbled far to quickly for him to properly absorb, spilling over.  

It was times like this, when his forehead rested against your shoulder, did you feel closest. His pants were hot against your already flushed skin, adding already to your sensitive body. 

Running a hand through his hair, you waited for him to give you an indicator of what he wanted. What he needed from you at that very moment. 

When he didn’t move it hit you. He just wanted you close. To keep you close. To remind himself you were still there. To remind himself he won the war. He won you. He finally got the queen to his kingdom. The one he wanted from the star. 

And you would indulge him, running your both your hands through his hair and holding him close.  Even if you pretended not to feel the happy tears falling onto your shoulder. 

____

Soft sex Kuroo had me  🥺 🥺 

[pa-panda-heroes]

Hey u seggsy mf 🙄☝🏻 could u do hcs for nanami, sukuna and megumi where they get into a fight w fem!reader and something bad happens to her before they reconcile? Angst that ends w fluff basically haha. Okay ily bye 😽💕

Angst with fluffy ending is apparently something I’m good at so LETS DO IT. Idk how I feel about these omg send help. I hope you enjoy!!

Nanamin, Sukuna, and Megumi fighting with reader and she gets hurt!

Nanamin:

Nanami Kento doesn’t fight over trivial things. Maybe there’s a slight disagreement, and he’ll move on, encouraging you to do the same. It’s not worth the time or energy, he thinks.

There’s not much he would argue about, actually. He’s a reasonable man, he doesn’t mind compromise where reasonable. But he likes to stick to his routine, his ways, his preferred methods.

So whatever you got into a fight over must’ve been big, something that wasn’t at all trivial enough he (and you) could brush it off, something that might have involved a life or death situation for at least one of you (and potentially a civilian or more) whilst on a job.

Nanamin doesn’t worry; he’s adept putting himself in control of a situation where need be. He plans five moves ahead of the move he’s currently making, he comes up with backup plans - he’s a quick thinker, even when his temper might be flaring at you. But he won’t do what he’s told. He has his own ways.

He’s angry, to be sure. You had made one move that totally changed the situation on top of your previous spat and everything was getting worse - even more so when you were hurt after getting separated. It looked pretty bad. You were okay until you fell unconscious, then he was worried.

He dealt with the curse as quickly as he could safely, ensuring it kept a decent distance away from the worry-inducing, unconscious you. The entire time he fought the damn thing off, he thought about your wound, whether it was superficial or deep, how much blood you lost, and how quickly he could get you aid.

Nanami pretty much gets so intent on cleaning this mess up and getting you help, that the next thing he knows, you’re laying in bed, bandaged up, and resting.

Once you’re stabilized, he’ll get you flowers, he thinks. The kind you like best. Maybe he’ll snatch your preferred snacks, if the kind doctor allows you to eat them. He can be stuck in his ways, he knows that. He has his own ways of doing things, but so do you. Next time he’ll have to figure out a way that makes you both happy.

Sukuna:

Getting into an argument with this bastard is way too easy. As intimidating and menacing as Sukuna can be, he can also be bitchy and stubborn as hell. Maybe even prissy, if you think about it.

So whatever argument you get into was very likely not your fault. Sometimes you have to wonder if he does it for entertainment, but then you hear the “human matters are trivial” bullshit that makes your blood boil. No, he’s just an ass sometimes. Well, he is a curse, you suppose.

All that said, he was always quick get over your little lovespats, and it’s not like he ever threatened or attacked you (in any way, much to your surprise) personally - it was just his attitude, usually. It’s not like you constantly argue in some never-ending cycle.

But nevertheless, when you’re arguing, you are pissed. Maybe he earned the title “King of Curses,” fine, whatever, but the entitlement it gave him was still aggravating. Not as aggravating as getting hurt, though.

...although, that wasn’t half as aggravating as getting hurt and... needing his help. You’re going to avoid that like the plague, you tell yourself, trying to sew up your side on your own. That’s what you get for trying to go solo, you supposed. You were up for it, you knew you were! How did this happen?

Thankfully the wound was superficial enough, but it’s hard to do when your hands won’t stop trembling. Doesn’t help that it hurts and you’re light headed, probably from blood loss. Maybe you’re crashing from the adrenaline spike of battle. Who turned the lights off?

Apparently you’d passed out. And apparently, he helped you out, because when you awake you see that shit-eating grin sitting across your bed. You can tell him to shoo all you want, but it won’t work. You’re stuck with him, now, and he’s going to give you so much grief, because he told you not to do the mission solo. And he was right. He’ll never let you live it down.

You pout and refuse to say anything, crossing your arms and looking away. He teases you and gives you a proud “I told you so,” yet you still say nothing. He lets you rot in silence, although his patience fades away and he makes his way to you, grabbing your neck and pulling you toward him as he plants a tiny kiss to your forehead. You’ll never let him live that down, you decide.

Megumi:

Pretty boy here is fairly quick to argue. When he wants something done, he wants it done his way and usually his way only. He can be argumentative. Dare you say that’s the Zen’in blood in him? Anyway.

He does get to a point where he’s just, done arguing and sometimes gives up. Most of the time he’ll suggest you both take a breather and come back to the issue later. But this time he just kept going, to the point you forgot what the initial problem even was.

Megumi didn’t, though. He told you another sorcerer had his eyes on you in a very not professional manner, and you simply scratched your neck and told him you not to worry and that you didn’t think so. No, he knew so, and he was a little hurt you blew him off like that.

Maybe his jealousy and lack of sleep was clouding his judgement, because he told you how he felt, and when you became defensive he just continued arguing. Megumi wanted the point across, he wanted you to look out for yourself more - there are guys out there you ought to be wary of.

But because his brain shuts down when it comes to you, he didn’t get that point across like he wanted. Instead, he came off as aggressively jealous and, quite frankly, a bit of an asshole.

He’s not a possessive boyfriend at all, you know this by now. But seeing another guy after the oblivious you had him seeing red. Honestly, he didn’t trust the other guy even before you met him. He was a half decent sorcerer, but he was just in it for the money.

To say that Megumi felt like banging his head against a wall was an understatement. So when he finds you in the hospital hurt, he feels even more like utter shit. Flowers weren’t enough. No, not chocolates... Animal plushies? No, that’s not it. He wracks his brain but falls short. Use your words, Megumi!

Finally he gives up and decides to talk it out with you. Luckily for him, you realise what he was trying to say for the most part, so he doesn’t have to trip over his own tongue explaining. With a sigh at his fortune (that you picked him of all people), Megumi sits on your hospital head and pulls you close for a hug. Your bedside table is bare and the room is honestly boring. Maybe flowers weren’t a bad idea, after all.