The fact that yakumo has made so much soup that eiden can ID the type based on smell alone
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how would one hypothetically go about setting up the final life series installment. how would you break the cycle
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travis matagot just -- the very concept of him unlocks something deep and feral in my brain, even aside from all the changeling stuff. an angel looked upon you once as a child and, after seeing every possible thread and pathway of the man you will grow into one day, said 'I see no sin here' even as its holy flames consumed your screaming parents and the town around you. that angel, having stumbled head over heels to earth after killing god, later deliberately loses their name to you in a card game so the eyes of heaven can't find them. you and the angel have proceeded to annoy the everloving FUCK out of each other for centuries because you just keep. bumping. into each other!!!! through the power of like Narrative and also simply being two of the only people who've even been around that long. you've kept their name for them this whole time and never breathed a word of it, even though they seemingly never even explained why they wanted to lose it in the first place. you've sworn to die together or not at all.
what if you met an eldritch horror as a child and then became their best (and most irritating) friend/life partner/frenemy/perpetual thorn in their side (affectionate). I'm obsessed with this idea of being divinely judged as unworthy of damnation so early in your life and having to have that in the back of your head forever even as your self-loathing and trauma start piling up over the centuries and you have done so many shitty things along the way. like. is he trying to prove them wrong. is that part of his whole thing about trying to escape the narrative. or is it to prove that 'no actually awful things happen to me because I'm awful, you got it wrong from the start (fuck you btw)' because at least that feels like a choice, like some kind of control to hold on to? what is going on here travis. what the fuck
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Short smut fic for asmo 🫡
MC and Asmo are having private time in a random room in RAD
(GN!MC and i dont bring up any parts either)
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"You act like you haven't been fluttering your eyelashes at me all day."
"But it worked didn't it?"
You huff partially from this statement but also from the way you were bouncing in Asmo's lap. This position was tiring.
"Need some help?"
He scoots back on your futon to lean against the wall. Your arms wrap around his neck, and his hands hold your hips to support you.
The responsible part of you knew you shouldn't be doing this. But the way Asmo kept looking at you. The unnecessary touches as he passed you in the hallway…You couldn't ignore it. So you dragged him to your "secret space" you'd sneak away to when everything became too much at RAD. The spot was a room that wasn't being used in a quiet part of the school. So you slowly started sneaking in things that would certainly have Lucifer lecturing you for hours. Now it was your own personal lounge.
"This stupid...uniform...is stuffy." Your jacket was unbuttoned but you were beginning to overheat.
"That's why we should have stripped," Asmo sighs.
You rest against him. "No way. What if there's a drill or someone decides they desperately need to get in this room?"
"But that's what makes this so fun~"
He kisses you against the neck as his pelvis rolls against you.
"The idea of someone seeing us together like this...." you feel his nails digging into your hips. "It's very exciting."
You look at Asmo and almost want to laugh but realize he's being very serious. So you start to actually think about this idea.
Someone seeing you and Asmo so intimately involved with one another that you were completely unaware of your surroundings?
It's a little embarrassing but you feel a rush of arousal and end up clenching around Asmo.
"See? You always get me MC ❤ "
His kiss silences any denials you have. When he pulls back he's slightly out of breath. "MC can I finish in you? I don't want to pull out!"
You're not thinking straight and practically beg him to. You're so tired and stopped riding him a while ago so when Asmo stops supporting you to hug you instead you immediately slump down on his cock. Your body tenses and your own orgasm hits you while Asmo moans directly in your ear.
Your grip on Asmo loosens and you lay against him. As you feel your eyelids getting heavy the room door rattles.
You jump, fully awake.
"It's okay we locked the door. You're too nervous hon."
You feel Asmo's hands rubbing your lower back but you get out of his lap. And immediately regret letting him finish inside you.
You pull your school bag towards you to look for a napkin or something.
"We should get out of here anyways...."
"Nooo, let's skip our next class and hang out here! Anyways, you're obviously sleepy."
Asmo reaches his arms out towards you, motioning for you to come back into his arms.
But you shake your head and wipe your inner thigh. "I actually take notes during class though."
He huffs. "You're such a nerd." He lays on his side on the futon and starts to inspect his acrylic nails.
"...Asmo come on."
He stares intently at you. Too intently.
"Whatever you're trying to do, it's not gonna work."
"MC please, I can literally smell your horniness from here."
You deadpan. That little ability of his was so troublesome. Sometimes he was able to tell what you were feeling before you even acknowledged it.
"We can mess around after school, let's just get to class!"
"Hmmm...kay." He sits up and starts tidying himself.
...That easy???
In the middle of your class you suddenly remember you had plans with someone else after school and internally groan realizing you'd have to cancel. Dealing with an annoyed Asmo was out of the question.
You pinch the bridge of your nose and side eye said demon. He notices you looking and smiles.
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imagine a double date, suguru with reader and satoru with sukuna (it was all satoru's idea, sukuna and suguru are confused af and reader is just vibing)
AHHHHHHH YOU GET IT ANON (i have something similar to this in the works 🤭🤭🤭 it’s a silly lil roadtrip)
but this idea is so funny bc satoru is like guys let’s go on a double date :D and suguru is like… who are YOU gonna bring anyways you’re not dating anybody… cut to sukuna already sitting at the restaurant smirking at suguru 😭 satoru is footing the whole bill so that’s why sukie was like yeah idgaf i’ll join and he makes sure to sit next to reader to annoy BOTH suguru and satoru 🤭🤭🤭 sukuna: hey, try some of this pasta it’s delicious *he feeds reader w his fork while side eye smirking satosugu* meanwhile suguru’s eye is twitching out of anger and satoru’s **** is twitching bc he’s a cuck WHO SAID THAT……………….. ahem . back 2 the idea though!
i love that the consensus is that reader is just vibing and happy to be there bc that really is so them 😭 just unbothered and sexy <333 (sukie deffo out loud calls the desserts shitty btw he’s like my desserts are way better) and satoru is like ahahaha yeahhhh they areeeee ^.^ (he’s trying to get into sukuna’s pants) and suguru is just like… mentally telling sukuna to kill himself while also being really doting and romantic to reader (suguru & sukuna both dote on them and they’re both trying to get a rise out of the other one, moreso sukuna than suguru) and JEJDJDJDJ honestly at the end of the dinner satoru probably would proposition a foursome idk he just would
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so that surprise song mashup, huh
I AIN'T GOTTA TELL HIM I THINK HE KNOWS HE'S GORGEOUS !!!!! 😭😭😭
They are everything to me she has no idea but she did that for me I stg ✋😭
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It’s thinking about Jancy hours for me right now.
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i haven’t even talked about his backstory yet and im currently tweaking it anyway but whatever here’s Aeryn’s foster parents, sister and the warlock who mentored him after he killed them
which i’m kinda on the fence about. on one hand, it gives him those fun gortash parallels, i mean obviously he didn’t grow up in The Hells like gort did, but it gives them enough “oh yes, that highly specific childhood experience from dealing with Infernals, i had that too!” and of course gives me an easier time figuring out how his pact came to be.
on the other hand. do i really want to give Yet Another authority figure who mistreated him. because a lot of aeryn’s uhh Whole Deal is because he’s just never been treated as an equal or shown unconditional love by anyone. which on its own isn’t too “cringy” of a character trait but like. another asshole? really? it’s getting a little unrealistic. (is coming up with a backstory for an alien child of the god of murder)
anyway i think if he DID spend a good few years with this warlock guy he would’ve found out about his Heritage way before joining the cult, which he doesn’t do until quite a bit later than most durges. probably around 20. and i think that heritage is why his patron (great old one in case you’re wondering) took interest.
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every day we move further from god’s light
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@truethes || cont.
𝐊𝐔𝐑𝐎 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐎𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐀 𝐅𝐑𝐀𝐆𝐈𝐋𝐄 𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐃, 𝐏𝐀𝐋𝐄 & 𝐒𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑. min-jun saw him grow like a flower in a wintry garden. for years he watched over him so every night, brought him homemade snacks, taught him how to make paper cranes, showed him the beauty of wild poppies, was by his side when the world started to fall & when he asked to be held. min-jun was merely a silent shadow, a little side-prop for the scenery, & yet their mutual bond ── that lone red string of fate ── was far stronger than any other, more than life, more than death itself. such cruel passing of time only strengthened this union. min-jun hadn’t forgotten about kuro even when all the other villagers did, even when the house grew dark & he drove a knife into his mother’s throat, even when he lost his god damn mind, even then, even now... he still remembers.
❝ kuro... ❞ that sweet scent never changes; ❝ there’s nothing to be scared of... ❞ slowly outstretching own pale hand, the black nailed fingers take gentle hold of the vampire’s wrist & tag him closer, inviting for a slow, nonchalant walk. a mantle of pale moonlight creeps through the many gaps in the streets, illuminating their path against the moving crowd. ❝ it’s not far... i promise... ❞ being surprisingly far more vocal than he was back then, the little killer reassures him in a tone that sounds pleasantly soothing yet strangely distant, almost as if the prior hint of emptiness only grew with time, like a crevice turning into a deep, bone-chilling void. there’s something different about the boy he used to know, but then again, the very same can be applied to kuro who within the sea of chatter & footsteps suddenly gets dragged off the busy pavement & into an alley full of little night-time cafes, their petite windows emitting gentle light that barely wards off the shadows.
min-jun completely ignores their existence, walking past every door, bench, & sign until they once again exit the alleyway, stopping by a blissfully empty bus-stop. only then does the young serial killer turn towards the other, taking a little peek beneath the hood as he does. ❝ are you okay... with buses.... ? ❞
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free online james baldwin stories, essays, videos, and other resources
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James baldwin online archive with his articles and photo archives.
---NOVELS---
Giovanni's room"When David meets the sensual Giovanni in a bohemian bar, he is swept into a passionate love affair. But his girlfriend's return to Paris destroys everything. Unable to admit to the truth, David pretends the liaison never happened - while Giovanni's life descends into tragedy. This book introduces love's fascinating possibilities and extremities."
Go Tell It On The Mountain"(...)Baldwin's first major work, a semi-autobiographical novel that has established itself as an American classic. With lyrical precision, psychological directness, resonating symbolic power, and a rage that is at once unrelenting and compassionate, Baldwin chronicles a fourteen-year-old boy's discovery of the terms of his identity as the stepson of the minister of a storefront Pentecostal church in Harlem one Saturday in March of 1935. Baldwin's rendering of his protagonist's spiritual, sexual, and moral struggle of self-invention opened new possibilities in the American language and in the way Americans understand themselves."
+bonus: film adaptation on youtube. (if you’re a giancarlo esposito fan, you’ll be delighted to see him in an early preacher role)
Another Country and Going to Meet the Man Another country: "James Baldwin's masterly story of desire, hatred and violence opens with the unforgettable character of Rufus Scott, a scavenging Harlem jazz musician adrift in New York. Self-destructive, bad and brilliant, he draws us into a Bohemian underworld pulsing with heat, music and sex, where desperate and dangerous characters betray, love and test each other to the limit." Going to meet the Man: " collection of eight short stories by American writer James Baldwin. The book, dedicated "for Beauford Delaney", covers many topics related to anti-Black racism in American society, as well as African-American–Jewish relations, childhood, the creative process, criminal justice, drug addiction, family relationships, jazz, lynching, sexuality, and white supremacy."
Just Above My Head"Here, in a monumental saga of love and rage, Baldwin goes back to Harlem, to the church of his groundbreaking novel Go Tell It on the Mountain, to the homosexual passion of Giovanni's Room, and to the political fire that enflames his nonfiction work. Here, too, the story of gospel singer Arthur Hall and his family becomes both a journey into another country of the soul and senses--and a living contemporary history of black struggle in this land."
If Beale Street Could Talk"Told through the eyes of Tish, a nineteen-year-old girl, in love with Fonny, a young sculptor who is the father of her child, Baldwin's story mixes the sweet and the sad. Tish and Fonny have pledged to get married, but Fonny is falsely accused of a terrible crime and imprisoned. Their families set out to clear his name, and as they face an uncertain future, the young lovers experience a kaleidoscope of emotions-affection, despair, and hope. In a love story that evokes the blues, where passion and sadness are inevitably intertwined, Baldwin has created two characters so alive and profoundly realized that they are unforgettably ingrained in the American psyche."
also has a film adaptation by moonlight's barry jenkins
Tell Me How Long the Train's been gone At the height of his theatrical career, the actor Leo Proudhammer is nearly felled by a heart attack. As he hovers between life and death, Baldwin shows the choices that have made him enviably famous and terrifyingly vulnerable. For between Leo's childhood on the streets of Harlem and his arrival into the intoxicating world of the theater lies a wilderness of desire and loss, shame and rage. An adored older brother vanishes into prison. There are love affairs with a white woman and a younger black man, each of whom will make irresistible claims on Leo's loyalty.
---ESSAYS---
Baldwin essay collection. Including most famously: notes of a native son, nobody knows my name, the fire next time, no name in the street, the devil finds work- baldwin on film
--DOCUMENTARIES--
Take this hammer, a tour of san Francisco.
Meeting the man
--DEBATES:--
Debate with Malcolm x, 1963 ( on integration, the nation of islam, and other topics. )
Debate with William Buckley, 1965. ( historic debate in america. )
Heavily moderated debate with Malcolm x, Charles Eric Lincoln, and Samuel Schyle 1961. (Primarily Malcolm X's debate on behalf of the nation of islam, with Baldwin giving occassional inputs.)
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apart from themes obvious in the book's descriptions, a general heads up for themes of incest and sexual assault throughout his works.
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commonly confused words
accept: to receive
except: with the exclusion of
advice: recommendation (noun)
advise: to recommend (verb)
adverse: unfavorable
averse: opposed to
affect: to influence (verb); emotional response (noun)
effect: result (noun); to cause (verb)
aisle: space between rows
isle: island
allude: to make indirect reference to
elude: to avoid
allusion: indirect reference
illusion: false idea, misleading appearance
already: by this time
all ready: fully prepared
altar: sacred platform or place
alter: to change
altogether: thoroughly
all together: everyone/everything in one place
a lot: a quantity; many of something
allot: to divide or portion out
angel: supernatural being, good person
angle: shape made by joining two straight lines
are: plural form of "to be"
our: plural form of "my"
accent: pronunciation common to a region
ascent: the act of rising or climbing
assent: consent, agreement
assistance: help
assistants: helpers
bare: nude, unadorned
bear: to carry; an animal
beside: close to; next to
besides: except for; in addition
boar: a wild male pig
bore: to drill a hole through
board: piece of wood
bored: uninterested
born: brought into life
borne: past participle of "to bear" (carry)
breath: air taken in (noun)
breathe: to take in air (verb)
brake: device for stopping
break: destroy; make into pieces
buy: to purchase
by: next to; through the agency of
canvas: heavy cloth
canvass: to take a survey; a survey
capital: major city
capitol: government building
choose: to pick
chose: past tense of "to choose"
clothes: garments
close: to shut; near
cloths: pieces of fabric
coarse: rough
course: path; series of lectures
complement: something that completes
compliment: praise, flattery
conscience: sense of morality
conscious: awake, aware
corps: regulated group
corpse: dead body
council: governing body
counsel: advice; to give advice
dairy: place where milk products are processed
diary: personal journal
descent: downward movement
dissent: disagreement
dessert: final, sweet course in a meal
desert: to abandon; dry, sandy area
device: a plan; a tool or utensil
devise: to create
discreet: modest, prudent behavior
discrete: a separate thing, distinct
do: a verb indicating performance or execution of a task
dew: water droplets condensed from air
due: as a result of
dominant: commanding, controlling
dominate: to control
die: to lose life; one of a pair of dice
dye: to change or add color
dyeing: changing or adding color
dying: losing life
elicit: to draw out
illicit: illegal, forbidden
eminent: prominent
imminent: about to happen
envelop: to surround (verb)
envelope: container for a letter (noun)
everyday: routine, commonplace, ordinary (adj.)
every day: each day, succession (adj. + noun)
fair: just, honest; a carnival; light skinned
fare: money for transportation; food
farther: at a greater (measurable) distance
further: in greater (non-measurable) depth
formally: conventionally, with ceremony
formerly: previously
forth: forward
fourth: number four in a list
gorilla: animal in ape family
guerrilla: soldier specializing in surprise attacks
hear: to sense sound by ear
here: in this place
heard: past tense of "to hear"
herd: group of animals
hoard: a hidden fund or supply, a cache
horde: a large group or crowd, swarm
hole: opening
whole: complete; an entire thing
human: relating to the species homo sapiens
humane: compassionate
its: possessive form of "it"
it's: contraction for "it is"
knew: past tense of "know"
new: fresh, not yet old
know: to comprehend
no: negative
later: after a time
latter: second one of two things
lead: heavy metal substance; to guide
led: past tense of "to lead"
lessen: to decrease
lesson: something learned and/or taught
lightning: storm-related electricity
lightening: making lighter
loose: unbound, not tightly fastened
lose: to misplace
maybe: perhaps (adv.)
may be: might be (verb)
meat: animal flesh
meet: to encounter
mete: to measure; to distribute
medal: a flat disk stamped with a design
meddle: to interfere, intrude
metal: a hard organic substance
mettle: courage, spirit, energy
miner: a worker in a mine
minor: underage person (noun); less important (adj.)
moral: distinguishing right from wrong; lesson of a fable or story
morale: attitude or outlook usually of a group
passed: past tense of "to pass"
past: at a previous time
patience: putting up with annoyances
patients: people under medical care
peace: absence of war
piece: part of a whole; musical arrangement
peak: point, pinnacle, maximum
peek: to peer through or look furtively
pique: fit of resentment, feeling of wounded vanity
pedal: the foot lever of a bicycle or car
petal: a flower segment
peddle: to sell
personal: intimate; owned by a person
personnel: employees
plain: simple, unadorned
plane: to shave wood; aircraft (noun)
precede: to come before
proceed: to continue
presence: attendance; being at hand
presents: gifts
principal: foremost (adj.); administrator of a school (noun)
principle: moral conviction, basic truth
quiet: silent, calm
quite: very
rain: water drops falling; to fall like rain
reign: to rule
rein: strap to control an animal (noun); to guide or control (verb)
raise: to lift up
raze: to tear down
rational: having reason or understanding
rationale: principles of opinion, beliefs
respectfully: with respect
respectively: in that order
reverend: title given to clergy; deserving respect
reverent: worshipful
right: correct; opposite of left
rite: ritual or ceremony
write: to put words on paper
road: path
rode: past tense of "to ride"
scene: place of an action; segment of a play
seen: viewed; past participle of "to see"
sense: perception, understanding
since: measurement of past time; because
sight: scene, view, picture
site: place, location
cite: to document or quote (verb)
stationary: standing still
stationery: writing paper
straight: unbending
strait: narrow or confining; a waterway
taught: past tense of "to teach"
taut: tight
than: used to introduce second element; compared to
then: at that time; next
their: possessive form of "they"
there: in that place
they’re: contraction for "they are"
through: finished; into and out of
threw: past tense of "to throw"
thorough: complete
to: toward
too: also; very (used to show emphasis)
two: number following one
track: course, road
tract: pamphlet; plot of ground
waist: midsection of the body
waste: discarded material; to squander
waive: forgo, renounce
wave: flutter, move back and forth
weak: not strong
week: seven days
weather: climatic condition
whether: if
wether: a neutered male sheep
where: in which place
were: past tense of "to be"
which: one of a group
witch: female sorcerer
whose: possessive for "of who"
who’s: contraction for "who is"
your: possessive for "of you"
you’re: contraction for "you are"
yore: time long past
commonly confused words part 2
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kinktober : oct 11th
simon riley x housewife kink
simons never really had anyone that was so willing to please him and serve him on their own free will, so of course it’s going to turn him on to no end.
it was the way you looked in the kitchen on a lazy sunday, his tshirt hanging off your shoulder, not aware of his hulking presence standing in the doorway watching you stir the gravy you’d made for the sunday roast you were making (which really makes him feel at home, god) he never thought about having anything this domestic, but you make that life look so good.
it was the way you can just sense when he’s had a bad day, greeting him in the living room when he drops down on the couch, huge body sprawled out, and you crawl between his legs and get to work, gagging on his thick length until the sour memory of his day is replaced by the feeling of your sweet mouth around him.
it was the way you look at him whenever he whips out cash to pay for whatever you want — those sweet adoring doe eyes. he made alot from the military, it’s true — but simon was never a big spender, and didn’t like to treat himself unless he really had to — so as you can imagine, the man let’s you go wild with his credit card. “whatever you want. s’not like i’m gonna spend it.” he gruffs, nonchalantly sliding his card into your hand when you’re rambling about an outfit you’d had your eye on.
he doesn’t want to rush into things, simons scared — and the thought of scaring you off with a proposal is constantly weighing on his mind, his true feelings towards the matter only coming out when he had you bedded, your sweet self having offered yourself to him after he’d had a long day. he’s got your legs over his strong shoulders, the base of his cock creamy from releases as you wail, his thick veiny hand pressing down on your lower stomach. this is where simon really gets vulnerable, a rare but delightful occurrence.
his vulnerability comes in filthy promises. “th’s it doll, taking me like a fuckin’ pro. could do this for the rest of my life. you want that, yeah? want me to stick a big shiny rock on that pretty little finger? make you my little wife? what would people think hm? sweet little thing like you lugging round a big old man like me. gonna know my pretty wife gets f’king destroyed every night. you want that don’t you, pet?” you can barely work out what he’s saying because he rambles it all into one breath, grunting into your shoulder as his balls slap against you, pushing you towards one final orgasm and himself toward his first release. you could barely think straight, but you knew a conversation was due after he’d finished emptying his balls into you.
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𝐆𝐈𝐅𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌 𝐀 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐈 𝐏𝐋𝐔𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌𝐒𝐄𝐋𝐕𝐄𝐒 — 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐚𝐬
you hand make them a replica of themselves in the form of a plushie! 📝 gn! reader. btw relationship is mutual pining. would’ve made the headers as the hashira’s plushies but… coloring would’ve been ughhh. maybe i'll post it separately!
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𝐆𝐘𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐈 𝐇𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐉𝐈𝐌𝐀
“for me?” he’s surprised before it melts into a smile. with the plushie in hand, he rolls it around feeling the details from his hair to outfit, getting a general view of what it could look like.
“this is very kind of you. i will cherish this for the rest of my life.” he puts a hand on your head, gently petting you as you hug him in return. he’s happy at the action, his large body engulfing yours as he hugs you back. you’re relieved that he’s blind so that he’s not able to see your blush, but with your heart beating unusually fast and loud, you’re sure he can hear it and deduct it himself.
gyomei thinks that perhaps you may hear his heart beating abnormally as well in the moment.
𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐍 𝐔𝐙𝐔𝐈
he thinks it’s perfect. would’ve added more glitter, but then he thinks that maybe it’s better off that the entire plush isn’t covered in the tiny monsters. (he held the gift for a few seconds and then BAM, glitter EVERYWHERE on his hand)
he loves how flashy the doll is. it seems to shine and sparkle even in the dark of night.
he obviously treats you to a shopping spree or restaurant “date” with him after (after both of you furiously wash your hands from all that glitter).
absolutely takes mini tengen with him when he’s with you. you both brainstorm ideas for him and his little comrade to match outfits (off to the fabric store!).
this small gift secretly makes him scream inside. when he gets home from the interaction, you BET he’s going to be humming the entire rest of the day, unable to sleep because his thoughts are all filled of you.
𝐆𝐈𝐘𝐔 𝐓𝐎𝐌𝐈𝐎𝐊𝐀
so surprised that you would give him a gift. why would you want to waste so much time in giving him something? something you handmade, to be precise? he asks this, and when you reply saying that you just wanted to, he swears he fell harder than before.
he’s beyond happy, though. you get the grace of seeing him unconsciously smile at the present as he notices the attention to details. how much time did you spend looking at him to remember all these features? the thought makes him a little lightheaded.
you’re too sweet to him, he thinks. now whenever he’s feeling down and you’re gone, he holds the little plush to his heart for a small sense of comfort that helps him to live another day. and he doesn’t dare take it on missions or anywhere, really. he’s too afraid to lose or destroy something you worked so hard on to make for him.
god forbid you tell shinobu one day that you made a plushie for giyuu. she’d never let him get away without teasing him for actually getting someone to like him well enough to make something for him.
will subconsciously hide behind you when she does start with the teasing as you softly grasp his haori sleeve, making his heart flutter tenfold at the small action.
𝐎𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐈 𝐈𝐆𝐔𝐑𝐎
(you’ve seen his face without the bandages)
when you hand it to him, he’s on cloud nine. you even made kaburamaru! the snake seems to appreciate it, happily leaving obanai’s shoulders to rest on yours instead.
he practically begs to take you somewhere as thanks and to spoil you, because this gift from you has his face heating up and he wants to draw your attention away from it. and when you do agree (albeit reluctantly), his snake looks at him with a “lmao dude you’re freakin’ whipped”.
while walking, he notices that the bandages on the plushie are removable, asking you if it’s intentional.
“see for yourself,” were your words as he reluctantly removed them. he saw the bottom of the face littered in scars almost identical to the ones underneath his own bandages, with the words on the side of the bandages covering the doll’s face reading: “you’re beautiful, scars or no scars. and from what you’ve shown me, it’s the same on the inside.”
he swears that he could just faint right there and then.
𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐄𝐌𝐈 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐙𝐔𝐆𝐀𝐖𝐀
“tsk, what is this?”
you smile as he inspects it; watching his lips twitch, fighting the urge to curve upwards. “it’s a plushie of yourself.”
“you made this? for me?”
“yep!”
he looks anywhere but at you, feeling the hairs on the back of his neck stand as warmth bristles through; his ears turning red as he says, “it’s nice, i guess.”
“just ‘nice’?” you reply back, teasing his quick response. “maybe i should’ve just made a plushie for someone else, liiike… giyuu.” you grin, aware of the facade he’s pulling.
“don’t you dare. it’s amazing, i love it.” he spits out gruffly, but wholly truthful. “…thank you.” he thinly smiles, if not for you observing him you wouldn’t have noticed it.
“aww, you’re welcome!” you snicker.
he turns his head the other way, his face beginning to feel uncomfortably hot.
𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐎𝐊𝐔 𝐊𝐘𝐎𝐉𝐔𝐑𝐎
his plushie literally radiates sunshine, just like the original himself. when he receives it, he shouts the loudest thank you you’re ever going to hear.
talks about all the details and how much it embodies him. he adores it. then he asks if you could make one of you, so that they could be a pair together (AHHHH).
hugs you so tightly that you start to sweat from his body heat. but he means well!
eats with the plushie when you’re not with him. it reminds him of who made it and it just makes his food taste 100x better.
probably keeps it in his pocket and shows it to people like, “look what (y/n) made for me! :D” so that now so many people know who you are.
and when you make that replica of yourself for him? he just can’t get enough of how adorable it is. keeps it with him in his pocket too, it makes his day so much better whenever he sees it because it just radiates you.
𝐌𝐈𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐈 𝐊𝐀𝐍𝐑𝐎𝐉𝐈
squeals, she’s just so so so happy. her face turns this cute red and all she can do is just smother you with a hug because of her overwhelming excitement.
she dances around with it at first, screaming about how cute you made it and absolutely loving how you designed the doll to be just like her. you got her into the whole craft business, her new determination to make a doll of you to present to you! she hugs you one last time before rushing off with her new plan.
she quickly realizes that if she gives… whatever she made in her first attempt to you, it’d come across as an insult. so she spends countless days and nights (in between missions, of course) to perfect her gift to her beloved. and when she finally does…
…she gives it to you like a child showing their parent their artwork, except mitsuri’s present was better than just any children’s project.
she’s so giddy when you praise her for it, finally able to collapse from exhaustion when she gets home. but when you kiss her on the forehead, she knows that there’s no way she’s going to get a blink of sleep, especially not when that moment keeps replaying in her head throughout the rest of the day.
𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐎𝐁𝐔 𝐊𝐎𝐂𝐇𝐎
she’s calm and collected on the outside, having an emotional breakdown and desperately trying not to just tackle you and hug and kill you with kisses on the inside. her logical mind prevails unfortunately.
she dearly thanks you for the gift with the sweetest soft tint of pink on her face.
she takes it for walks around her estate, visiting patients, and when she needs to calm down. it just takes a few minutes with the plushie in her hands for her to think of you to become more relaxed.
she doesn’t take it in her lab, though— worried that something might happen to it. so instead, during those periods, she keeps it in her room in a secret place that only she knows about, because she’s a little paranoid that something may end up destroying it with all the people in the estate and all.
the next time you’re out on a mission? expect a parcel from her delivered by crow with your favorite (non-perishable) food, some trinkets and items you might enjoy, and a note that vaguely suggests her true feelings towards you.
she secretly prays that you’ll take the hint and ask her out.
𝐌𝐔𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐎 𝐓𝐎𝐊𝐈𝐓𝐎
(reader is either same age or muichiro is aged up)
despite his flawed memory/memorizing issues, muichiro does a huge effort to not forget the plushie you gave him.
he’ll write himself notes, bring it with him everywhere, and he finds himself replaying moments with you and daydreaming in his mind more often about you with the doll around.
definitely falls asleep with it gently in his arms, held close to his chest. it helps him fall asleep faster and more comfortably knowing that something resembling your presence was so nearby.
his crow’s definitely jealous by this btw. but she respects you both so she doesn’t lay a claw on the plushie.
one day when you find him hugging the plushie close to him as he was walking around his estate, you decide to go up to him and hug him from behind. let’s just say, he got a lot more clingy after that, hugging the gift at night tighter to try to replicate that warm feeling your hugs always gave him.
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