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joequinnisgod · 2 years

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(I Just) Died In Your Arms (Requested)

Part I Part II Part III

Pairing: Joseph Quinn x reader (as best friends)

Request: hiii, I’d like to request a story in which Joe and reader are best friends and they go on a weekend trip with other members of the ST cast and maybe the reader just got out of a relationship so she’s confused about her feelings and Joe and reader somehow end up sleeping together and the reader suggests that they just forget it but Joe's kinda hurt cause he’s liked reader for a while now?

Warnings: rpf, angst, smut (PIV, kinda unprotected – birth control), being confused about feelings, idk what else..?

Word count: 4,1k

A/N: Thank you for the patience to the dear requester!! I got inspiration from Cutting Crew's "(I Just) Died In Your Arms" (btw that song is the perfect song to ever exist), 10/10 recommend listening to it while reading :)

A sweet escape in a wooden holiday house with your friends in the peaceful and quiet landscape, just two hours from London; probably what you needed the most after the past few days.

Last Saturday, when you were hanging out with Joseph, Maya, Jamie and Jess, you decided to go on a trip for this weekend after a long week full of work for everyone.

"Who's sleeping where?" You asked stepping inside the house with your suitcase in your hand.

"Jess and I can take the downstairs room."

"How about the balcony bedroom for us?" Maya looked at you as she took her shoes off.

"Sure." You smiled.

"So I'm sleeping alone?" Joseph stood at the entrance.

"Looks like it." You laughed at his disappointed, childish tone.

After taking your suitcase to the room, you decided to look around the house a little. The dark wooden floors matched the walls, but the natural light of the slowly setting sun coming through the big windows compensated the dark tones. A few pictures hung on the walls, bringing a little life to each room. The kitchen and living room area was quite spacious; it had enough space for a kitchen island, and a big couch with two armchairs. A sliding glass door lead to the terrace, which had outdoor furniture, a fire pit and a small outdoor kitchen.

After unpacking and getting settled in the rooms, slowly everyone claimed their seats on the outdoor furniture, around the fire pit.

"Should we start making dinner?" You asked as you poked your head outside, about to grab the groceries you bought on the way.

"Yeah, I'm starving." Maya nodded.

"I'll light the fire pit." Joseph rose from his seat, walking to the kindling.

You took the vegetables, the sausages, the meat, the bread and the marshmallows outside and put it on the big wooden table. After grabbing knives and a cutting board, you washed the vegetables in the sink and started dicing them with Maya. Jess brought plates and silverware outside and started preparing the meat, while Jamie and Joseph brought a few drinks outside and made sure the fire didn't go out.

About an hour later everyone was sitting around the fire pit, having dinner and the time of their lives.

"It's a shame the others couldn't make it. They're truly missing out." Implied Jess that Joe, Maika, Natalia and Charlie couldn't come to the trip.

"Wait, how come you didn't bring Jason? I thought you two were gonna be all over each other all weekend." Jamie said in a teasing tone as he eyed you with curious eyes. The question made you nearly choke on your drink as you were glad you could finally get him off your mind for a little while.

"Well, umm..we're not really together anymore. We broke up." You said, examining the drink you had in your hand.

"What? What happened?" The smile disappeared from his face instantly.

"A few days ago I found out he cheated on me."

"What the hell? How are you feeling?" Jess put her hand on your knee with a worried expression on her face.

"I'm still kind of processing, but I'll be fine, don't worry." You let out a soft laugh as you looked up. Right when you did, you caught Jamie nudging Joseph's knee with his own, whose eyes were already on you. It was weird, but you didn't pay much attention to it. "I'll take the dishes in." You said upon noticing the empty plates, an opportunity to escape from the prying eyes. After collecting the dishes from everyone the others shared a worried look as you walked inside the house.

Placing the dishes on the counter, next to the sink, you felt a few tears well up in your eyes. You quickly blinked them away when you heard the sliding door open.

"Hey, are you okay, love?" You heard Joseph's voice from behind you.

"Yeah, of course."

"Are you sure?"

"I am, Joseph. Don't worry." You turned around to look at him, forcing a smile on your face.

"If you need anything let me know, yeah?"

"Okay. Thank you. Don't pity me, though, I don't need that. Like, it's not even that I'm sad. I mean, we'd only been together for three months. I'm just angry…and frustrated. Did he really think he could just get away with it? Did he really think I'm that stupid? That I wouldn't find out? And then he came to my apartment, having the audacity to tell me it's not that deep? That fucking asshole."

Upon finishing the sentence, your vision was blurry due to the forming tears. You tried to blink them away again, this time unsuccessfully; a few of them rolled down your cheeks. Knowing Joseph had noticed them, you weren't so quick to wipe them away, since there was no point in hiding them anymore. He walked around the kitchen island and hugged you. With one of his hands rubbing your back and his other one on the back of your head, you couldn't stop the tears from rolling down your cheeks.

"I'm sorry, I just haven't talked about this with anyone, I haven't even told no one that we broke up." You murmured into his chest while slowly straightening your posture, noticing the dark, wet patches on his shirt. "I stained your shirt."

"It's okay, love." He smiled as he wiped your cheeks with his thumbs.

"I'm sorry."

"Stop apologising. Are you feeling better?"

"I am. Thank you." A genuine smile spread on your face this time. "I uh..I gotta do the dishes." You said lowly when silence took over the room, eye contact remaining strong between you.

"Do you need any help?"

"I'm good, thanks...I just wanna be alone for a few minutes if that's okay."

"Yeah, yeah, of course. Let me know if you need anything."

"Thank you. I'll be out right out."

A few hours later the night sky was pitch black, letting the Moon and the stars shine brightly. The fire and the soft light of the outside lamps painted orange tones on the terrace and on your faces. The warmth of the fire and a sweatshirt you had brought out overtime helped you stay warm in the cool, light breeze of the night. As the hour hand was closer and closer to twelve, your yawns became more frequent, your eyelids grew heavier and your words blurred together more than usual. When you couldn't fight the sleepiness anymore, you decided it was time to go to bed.

"It's getting pretty late, I think I'll head upstairs." You stood up and stretched.

"I'll be up in a little." Said Maya.

"Okay. Good night, guys." You smiled.

Sleep was avoiding you from miles that night, even though you felt tired. Maya was long asleep beside you when you still hadn't slept a blink of an eye. The thoughts in your head were racing, mostly about the breakup and the feeling of uncertainty, but the loudening thunders didn't help you fall asleep either. After hours of tossing between the sheets, you got out of bed, your legs leading you towards the bedroom door. You went downstairs to the kitchen to get some water, hoping it would help. The room was unusually bright; it was illuminated by lightnings every once in a while and a fainter light coming from outside. Curiosity took over you and led you to the glass door to look outside.

Upon the sliding of the door Joseph jumped a little in his seat, lifting his stare from the fire towards the source of the sound.

"Guarding the fire?" You chuckled as you walked to sit in the chair next to him. He smiled at your question and rested his gaze on the fire again.

"Just thinking. What about you?"

"Couldn't sleep. Too many thoughts in my head."

The crackle of the fire, the crepitation of somewhat distant grasshoppers and a few thunders interrupted the comfortable silence.

"Thanks for not telling the others about my hysterical rant earlier." Your fingers started fidgeting with the armrest of the wooden chair.

"No worries. And it wasn't hysterical..but...can I ask you a question?" He asked hesitantly.

"You can ask even two."

"How come you haven't told anyone about the breakup?"

"Well..it's only been a couple days, plus, I just didn't know how to. Like there's just no correct way of saying that, right? 'Guess what, Jason and I are no longer together, 'cause he fucking cheated.' Like you don't say that."

"Right, I'll give you that one."

Over the few minutes you'd spent outside, the thunders and lightnings became more frequent, but you only realised that, when the rain started pouring suddenly.

"Shit, let's get inside before we soak." You chuckled while grabbing the few bottles from the ground and throwing them in the garbage while Joseph put the fire out.

Inside, you turned on the floor lamp next to the couch so the brightness wouldn't be so harsh.

"Do you want a sandwich?" You whispered.

"I could eat."

"So..if you don't mind me asking...what kept you up for this long?" You asked Joseph as you started making the sandwiches.

"It doesn't matter. It's stupid." He stated after hesitating for a few seconds.

"It's most certainly not if it kept you up nearly 'til 3 in the morning."

"I, uh, don't really wanna talk about it."

"Alright, but I'm here if you change your mind. Bon appetit." You smiled and handed him a plate with his sandwich on it.

"Thank you, love."

You ate in the comfortable silence that was occasionally broken by the sound of the thunderstorm and the faint snores that came from the downstairs bedroom. You started at the black countertop lost in your thoughts, while unbeknownst to you, Joseph was carefully eyeing you, trying to not make it too obvious and get your attention with it. Once he finished his sandwich he rose from his seat and took his plate to the sink. Upon noticing how you had zoned out, he took the empty plate from you and placed it in the sink as well.

"Thanks." You looked up at him as his action snapped you back into reality. Following a bright lightning and a loud thunder, the room became dark.

"Looks like power's out."

"Well, it must be a sign for us to go to bed. It's late, go and try getting some sleep, love." He put his hands on your shoulders and gave them a light squeeze.

"You too. Take a warm shower. You've been sitting outside for ages and it's kinda cold."

Your caring words made him smile before pulling you into a hug. Your hand soothed his back as he rested his head on top of yours.

"Good night, Joseph." You whispered against his chest.

"Good night, love. Get some rest, you deserve it." He leaned back and cupped your face to press a kiss on your forehead. When you were face to face again, the eye contact was an unbreakable bond between you as the silence and tension grew thicker with each second passing by. Your eyes diverted to his lips for a quick moment which didn't go unnoticed by him. His eyes fell on your slightly parted lips as well, before you both started leaning in slowly and carefully, unsure about the other's reaction.

"I'm not sure if this is a good idea." Joseph whispered against your lips. "Considering the fact..that you just got out of a relationship..and you're hurt...I don't wanna take advantage."

"Shh, just..just stay quiet." You put your finger on his lips.

"Seriously, love..you may regret it in the morning."

"And you? You could regret it in the morning, too."

"I'm not afraid of that happening. I just don't wanna–"

You cut him off by placing your lips on top of his gently. After a few seconds of resting your lips on his, you pulled back and opened your eyes. Your gaze found his, both of you searching for any signs of discomfort or regret on each other's face. He suddenly captured your lips again, this time with more passion and courage. Your lips started to move against his, while your hands found their places on his chest.

"Maybe we really shouldn't do this." You managed to get the words out.

"Tell me to stop and I will." He whispered quickly, breaking the kiss for a second before connecting your lips again. When you stayed silent and continued to kiss him, he grabbed you by your hips and put you on the kitchen counter. He stood between your parted legs with one hand on your thigh, stroking it, the other in your hair. Quiet gasps mixing with heavy breaths and the sound of your lips moving against each other filled the room. Your hands found the hem of his shirt dragging it up and pulling it over his head. Your lips found each other again as soon as his shirt hit the floor. His fingers crawled up on your skin beneath your shirt, the sudden coldness right under your chest making you jump a little. Joseph's lips found your neck, showering it with kisses, while you couldn't stop the thoughts racing in your mind.

Was this the right thing to do? What if this will ruin your friendship and make it all awkward? What's gonna happen in the morning? What if one of you's gonna get hurt? Is this what you need to get over Jason?

The questions dissolved from your head when he pressed himself against your clothed core, letting you feel just how eager he was. You decided to not think about the consequences and the possible outcomes of the situation.

He gripped the bottom of your shirt, pulled it over your head and tossed it down onto the floor, on top of his own. His gaze fell on your now exposed chest and he leaned forward to press kisses above your breasts teasingly. He made his way further and further down, until he reached your nipples, kissing them gently. When you grew impatient, your hands started working on his belt, then the button of his jeans. He hooked his fingers in the waistband of your shorts and pulled them down as you lifted your hips from the counter a bit to help him.

"What if the others catch us?" You chuckled lowly as you imagined the possible reactions you could get.

"They won't. Everyone's asleep. But they definitely wouldn't let us live it down." He murmured while sliding his jeans down and letting them pool around his ankles. "Shit..do you have a condom?"

"Yeah, 'cause I was definitely planning on having sex with someone this weekend." Your voice was dripping in sarcasm. "I'm on the pill, though. It's okay."

That was all Joseph needed to hear. He pushed his boxers down and took his cock in his hand, giving it a few tugs before positioning himself closer between your legs. His other hand was resting on your waist, but he let it slide down on your butt as his tip came in contact with your wet and warm core.

"We can still stop." He said between shaky breaths.

"Just get in me, please Joseph. I need this. I need you." You wrapped your arms around his neck and your legs around his waist.

He slowly pushed himself in, stretching your walls around him. When he was all the way inside you, both of you let out a quiet moan, trying to keep the noise down so the others wouldn't wake up. The risk of getting caught only made the situation even more exciting and it made Joseph dictate a rather quick tempo at first.

"Shit, slow down. Your balls are slapping against me, it's loud. We're gonna wake them." You giggled.

"Sorry." He chuckled and slowed his pace, choosing to go slower and deeper. "Fuck, baby...you feel so good."

The new, stronger sensation and the feeling of his cool chains against your skin made you remove one of your arms from around his neck to grip the edge of the counter, making your knuckles slowly turning white. Your lips were right next to his ears, letting him hear every little shake of your breaths and all the small whimpers and whines that escaped your throat.

The storm outside didn't seem like it was going to quiet down any time soon; the frequent lightnings lit up the room regularly, which were followed by the loud thunders, all while the pouring rain was hitting the window loudly. It was the perfect representation of what was going on in your mind. The nasty thoughts and feelings began creeping up on you once again, while the state of euphoria was getting closer and closer. Joseph's deep moan pulled you from the chaos of your mind to the chaos of the reality. Sweat was building up on your skin and you could feel his back becoming a tad clammy.

"I'm close, Joe." You whispered before accidentally letting out a louder gasp as he hit your g-spot.

"Shh, it's okay, love. Just don't wake the others."

As he repeatedly hit the spot, your moans grew somewhat uncontrollable, resulting in him covering your mouth with one of his hands with a satisfied smirk on his face. You tried to let him know when you were about to cum, but that attempt was unsuccessful due to his hand. Your back arched as your high washed over you with your fingernails leaving deep marks on his back. Your orgasm triggered his own, making him release a deep moan and still his hips after a few thrusts. The hotness of his release only intensified your passing high, your nails digging into his skin once again.

Your heavy breaths mixed after he removed his hand from your mouth and rested his forehead against yours, lips only an inch apart. Suddenly the weight of the situation came crushing down on you; you just had sex with Joseph. With one of your best friends. You wanted to ask him so many questions, but your voice failed you. After your breathing and pulse slowed down to its original pace, you slowly unwrapped your arms and legs from around him.

"Are you okay?" He tried looking for your eyes in the darkness.

"Mhmm. Are you?" Whispers left your lips.

"Yeah." He bent down to pull his clothes back up and take your shirts from the floor.

"What the hell?" You both heard a low voice come from the hallway.

"Shit." You heard Joseph curse.

You quickly put your shirt back on and hopped down from the counter, your legs almost betraying you. When you heard the clicking of the light switch, your heart missed a beat, but thankfully, the power hadn't come back yet. Your heartbeat intensified again, not knowing what is going to happen. You didn't even dare to breathe, you just waited. The sound of Joseph's keys hitting the ground as it fell out of his pocket felt deafening in the situation.

"Who is it?" You heard Jamie's voice.

"Uh, it's just me." Joseph answered. You carefully creeped your way around to the staircase, trying to not make any sounds. Just when you thought you could easily sneak back into your room, the wooden stair betrayed you; it squeaked as you put your foot on it. You froze for a second but heard Joseph's cough, his attempt of masking the sound or at least get Jamie's attention.

"This bloody storm woke me." Jamie said.

"Yeah, same. I couldn't sleep 'cause of it."

When you reached the top of the staircase, you hurried to the bedroom you shared with Maya. It took a while for you to calm down and fall asleep, but eventually tiredness took over you.

The next morning you were woken up by the quiet curse words that left Maya's lips as she was looking for something.

"What time is it?" You groaned tiredly.

"Shit, I'm sorry. It's 8:30. And I left my favourite shirt at home."

"It's okay. Are the others up?"

"I don't know about Jamie and Jess, but I ran into Joseph in the hallway a few minutes ago. He looked pretty tired. Must be the storm, it also woked me up. Where were you, though?"

Your eyes shot open upon hearing her question.

"I woke up, too, I went downstairs for a bit."

Trying to escape from the situation and further questions, you quickly got out of bed and went to the bathroom before going downstairs to get some breakfast.

"Good morning." You greeted Jess and Jamie, who were in the kitchen, eating.

"Morning." They smiled back at you. "Did the storm keep you up at night, too? Jamie couldn't sleep because of it."

"Yeah, for a bit it did. I fell asleep pretty late."

You explained as you walked to the fridge. The terrace door opened, Joseph walking in after finishing his cigarette.

"Good morning." He said after a moment of eyeing you, last night's events on his mind immediately.

"Good morning." You said as you looked in his eyes for a quick second, trying to rather avoid eye contact with him. "What's the plan for today? It's raining pretty heavily." You glanced at the couple sitting on the other side of the island.

"Maybe it's the best if we stay inside. I found Monopoly in the cabinet under the TV."

You smiled at Jamie's childlike enthusiasm and started preparing breakfast.

"Have you had breakfast yet?" You looked up at Joseph, your conscience making you ask him.

"No, not yet."

"Scrambled eggs?"

"That's fine..thanks."

The day went by quietly and calmly. The rain quieted down a bit but not entirely. You tried to make the least interaction with Joseph, as your were still confused about what happened. You didn't exactly regret it, you just didn't know what it meant for him and for your friendship. It scared you.

You were in the kitchen, doing the dishes when Joseph stepped to the fridge, next to you, to grab a bottle of beer.

"Can we talk?" He asked quietly as he opened his drink.

"About what?" You tried playing dumb, hoping it would save you from the awkward, somewhat unwanted situation.

"You know exactly. About what happened right here last night." When you didn't respond, he continued. "I'll go out for a smoke, come after me." He walked to the couch and placed his drink on the coffee table. He took the pack of cigarettes from his pocket and went outside to the covered patio. You finished the dishes and put them aside so they could dry before heading out to follow him. First you just stood side by side, waiting for the other to say something.

"Do you regret it?" His curious, shy tone broke the sound of the rain as he was starting into the distance. You hesitated, unsure about your feelings.

"I don't know...I don't want it to ruin our friendship, though."

"What if..maybe...there could be, uh, more than friendship between us?" He stuttered, lifting his gaze up at you for a moment. "Not from right now, of course, but with time maybe?" He tested the waters while nervously examining the floor.

"I don't know, Joseph." You crossed your arms, earning a sigh from him. "Look, I'm confused..I definitely don't want to hurt you. And..I'm somewhat scared, 'cause I don't regret last night. But, for now...maybe it's best if we just forget it."

He looked at you again, this time with disappointment and frustration in his eyes. He wasn't going to beg you or make you feel pressured, but asking him to pretend last night didn't mean anything to him was almost entirely impossible. He understood your feelings – or at least he tried to –, but he needed you to understand him as well.

"Do you really want me to pretend nothing happened?"

"This isn't easy for me either, but it might hurt us even more if we just jump into this."

"Alright, if that's what you want." He said with an empty expression on his face upon noticing you're not ready understand him yet, too busy with figuring out your own feelings. Choosing not to complicate the situation further more, he simply put out his cigarette and went inside, leaving you alone, with your thoughts.

Thank you for reading it if you’ve gotten this far! I really appreciate the likes / reblogs / comments!! <3 Have a lovely day / night, take care! :)

PS.: The other requests are in progress, thank you for being patient! <3

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circuscountdowns · 2 months

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Hi! Wanted to start off by saying that I LOVE your cotl art its such a huge inspiration to me :D! I recently picked up drawing again and I've unfortunately been upset? envious?! of others' skills and just wanted to ask if you ever experienced this as a fellow artist and if so how do you not do that lol. Sorry for the weird question. I just thought some insight and advice from a fellow artist could helo. BUT I hope you still have a nice day and look forward to any more cotl art or anything you draw really :D!!! (also is okay if you don't answer it is a loaded question I just be in a silly goofy mood lately okay bye!)

oh wow being on the receiving end of a question like this is surreal, I’m honored my work inspires you! Thank u, you’re sweet, it’s not a loaded question at all! Here’s my long reply sorry

so unfortunately that comparing yourself to others thing doesn’t go away ever asdfgjkl. I suffer it every day, it sucks, feels bad. I’ve had industry people tell me they feel this way and they’ll have some of the most gorgeous visdev/boards/animation I’ve ever seen. Disheartening to hear, But! I’m a big believer that comparing your artworks with others is best used as a tool and not a punishment to yourself!

When looking at art you like, try to turn thoughts of, “Man I wish my stuff looked like that, my shit sucks,” to, “What is it that I like about this piece? The line art? The perspective?” Sometimes I’ll see work with thin line art and I’ll get an itch, and I’ll draw something with thin line art. It’s a conscious effort of keepin emotion out of that itch, keeping it as, “I saw art with thin lines, I want to do that. Yay I did that!” Compartmentalize it, the itch was simply to do thin line work, not to remake the piece you were inspired by. And you got a piece of art out of it, and a single piece is progress no matter how small!

If you want to compare, do it methodically! Why does my work look different (never use the words better or worse)! Oh, I see my piece doesn’t follow the rule of thirds, so the framing is different, I’ll be aware of that next time if it bothers me. Or, Oh I see they shade by hatching along with the form, I’ve just been going horizontally, I’ll try that other way!

it’s a learning curve of training yourself, like all corrective behavior.

like, I kinda have the warning feeling of dread when I’m about to compare my work with something, so before the self-deprecating thought can even start I have to think What do I Like about this?

I’m no expert at it, though. Actually getting myself to think this way is a struggle, but I find when I make Thoughtful Observations I level up. Not by a lot most times, but yknow.

and this part is just my personal experience:

Fanart and the internet can be the biggest Art skill killer sometimes. Get offline and cater to the audience that Really matters to your passion: You! I improved the most by spending 2-3 years doing doodles/comics/models for my dnd campaign ocs because I was that obsessed and I simply wanted to have it for me!

and after all that, then there’s the hardest skill of just accepting your work as is.

like, to me, my work is just scribbles. I see other artists’ stuff and go “Man they’re so good at comics and colors, man, why can’t I color?” But do I need to??? I don’t like coloring, do I need to be good at it? This isn’t a career, this is supposed to be fun! I scribble because I like it! I’m glad this persons good at coloring, I don’t need to be! Yay!

if I Want to be good at it, I’ll take the steps to get there! But if not, my scribbles are just fine :) I love black and white and values

I’ve been having that one on repeat for a while. It helps

(acceptance and denial go hand in hand btw lol they sound the same)

I wish there was a little off button for envy, but ah well! I hope that you take comfort in knowing we are all feeling it, and find joy in even the smallest little doodle you make! Have fun stay goofy!

#I wrote this in part so it might be a rambly mess.#I have a difficult relationship with art after 5 years of college for it. Cotl has been helping me find ways to love art again.#ty for liking my work!

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forusomimiya · 9 months

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Hi! Hello! Love your work btw, hope you doing well.

Just wanted to ask if you could do a digital artist!vtuber!reader x Timeskip!Suna? It's totally k if you don't want to. And the plot is that reader is doing a 'draw with me' stream and Suna comes in and the fans go crazy over it?

Please and thank you. Oh! And if possible can I be tagged?

No, being an artist does not imply having to sell your life to work. You didn't want a life like that, full of obligations, commitments or a life that depended only on your followers. You wanted a healthy, strong, familiar community, where you were at ease and where your work was positively valued by all those who followed you.

Your first job spread like wildfire on social networks, hence your number of followers went up weekly, including followed by artists you really admired, something that helped you design more often and inspire you better. Later and without much thought, you decided to open an account on a digital platform where your content could help you receive income. Income that would help you with your future studies and material improvement.

<<What if you do weekly streams?>>

<<What?>> his words surprised you.

<<Yes, this way you can be closer to your followers and you can draw with them or talk about whatever you want. Like a closer get-together>>

<<Hmm, I hadn't even thought about that….>>

<<Well>> Suna turned to you after putting his phone on the bedside table and looked at you. <<I'm sorry to tell you that even though I'm hooked to my cell phone like a complete idiot most of the day, I'm still thinking about you and how to make you happier>>

<<Aww that´s so sweet Rinnie!>>

<<Yeah yeah go to sleep>> your pouting earned you a kiss on the forehead, with happiness welling up in your chest. The next day, you were already proposing the idea on twitter, and three months later you were still there, another morning meeting with your followers.

"So…" you remained silent, concentrated, going over the silhouette with a thicker pencil, changing colors, textures, adding light to the design… "This would be more or less the result, although some things need to be polished. You like it?" you explained showing the tablet to the camera and stopping to read the chat. You couldn't help but smile as you read comments from people complimenting your design or thanking you for being able to share it with them. "I'm so glad" you danced in your chair and rolling up your arms again, you went back to the task.

A sound outside the room startled you. Thinking nothing of it, you went back to your work until you heard a second knock closer to the door.

"Sorry guys, maybe it's my cat having one of his schizophrenic attacks" self convinced you were distracted again until the creak of the door opening caught you again. That "cat" almost six feet tall, holding a cup of what appeared to be tea by the smell, with tousled locks sticking out of his head and hooded eyes from possible lack of sleep after the previous night's game, wearing greyish old sweatpants shorts, and no shirt (error), entered the room almost stumbling until he approached you and appeared in the camera.

You didn't have time to slow down what was going to happen next.

"morning everyone" you should to ask him to leave because you didn't want anyone to see him, but you were lost in how beautiful he was even just waking up, thus remembering how much you loved him and shrinking him into a little man you wanted to cradle and care for in your arms right then and there.

Stupefied not knowing what to do, he smiled at you half asleep offering you the cup of tea, followed by a kiss on the forehead and a "don't forget to eat something" before turning back to the camera. "Be nice with her" he pointed his finger at the screen and promptly disappeared.

The chat was completely on fire.

12:56 👑teird0ll: EHAT WAS THAT 😳😳

12:56 edkillz: WHAT THE FJDKEDKLWSN

12:56 ⚜️alongthestar: EXCYSE ME!!??!

12:56 🔹👑yucutie_: nice cat

12:56 bluberriepies: RINTARO FUCKING SUNA AAAAAHHHHHHHH

12:56 m!lktea: think I’m gonna die for a while 🫠

12:56 ⚜️🔹melozy: oh

12:56 ⚜️🔹melozy: my

12:56 ⚜️🔹melozy: godness

12:56 dark__sun: NO WSY GUYS 😱

12:56 bbyitsyurs: I KNEW IT

12:56 👑dab4deeim: you two are so cute IM GONNA CRY 😭💕

12:56 ⚜️🔹okaaayletsgo: I think you have something to tell us 🤨

12:56 🔹yodel-ay-hee-hoo: I screamed and my mother came running into my room 👍🏻

The situation was so uncontrollable, you could only allow yourself to laugh and watch your boyfriend vacate the room as he disappeared down the hallway in the distance leaving you there, dumbfounded and with hundreds of fans demanding explanations.

An exception was made that morning: putting aside the tablet to make way for the story of how you and Rintaro Suna met, by an absolute majority vote.

Okay I’m just like AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH

Freaking out thinking of Suna standing there next to you, bare torso, slightly marked abs, (because he is thin and not a very muscular man), the long veins marked from his forearm to the back of his hands, disheveled hair, marks from the sheets on his back, just AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

Thanks to @hannenomi for this idea, and I'm sorry it took me so long to write it. The best thing is that here it is!!! Hope you like it cutie 🥺🩵

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anomia-sama · 2 years

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HI !! i just found your blog and followed and i'm so excited to read your works !!!!! i was wondering i could get a scenario (in english!) about Saigiku Jōno falling in love with a regular civilian (someone without an ability)? and his s/o is the opposite of him, very sweet and naive. i think it'd be really interesting to read about this!!!

thank you so much and have a good day/night!! take care ♥️♥️

Hi dear, thank you so so soooo much for your kind words, I really hope you would accept my sincere apologies for making you wait so long. Unfortunately I had a bad moment in my life, so I neglected for a while this blog, but now I'm here and I want to start from your LOVELY request! I love Jōno, he's one of my favorite characters and I crave writing about him! I hope you enjoy it. <3

Pairing: Jōno Saigiku x Reader

Warning: Gender neutral reader (they/them), probably uncorrect english, Jōno being Jōno.

Notes: It's a bit longer then I expected (it's more a one-shot than a scenario, btw), but I was inspired! It was hard to describe the way he fell in love without any visual expression, but I tried my best. Y/N is a florist!

✦ Lilac ✦

Your first meeting was a mere coincidence.

It was an early summer afternoon and Jōno was walking down the street leading to the Hunting Dogs headquarter, perfect as always in his uniform and in his calm but rhythmical, elegant, proud pace. He was so upset, arguing with Tetchō-san about how disgusting was the idea to eat butter cookies with mayo on top, and then he suddenly sensed something new. He knew that street pretty well: smells, voices, sounds, people, he walked up and down that road so many times it had no secrets for him. But that day... that day something different caught his attention, strong enough to interrupt him from harshly scolding Tetchō-san. There was a new fragrance in the air, a caress to his heightened senses, a sweet and intoxicating scent. Jasmine, yes. The bold, unmistakeable and intense smell of jasmine flowers. But also... pink geraniums, so delicate, and roses too. A pleasant symphony of lilies and delphinium. He stopped his walk, slowly tilting his head toward the source of that beautiful smell.

«...You need flowers?» Tetchō-san asked, confused.

«What?»

«You stopped in front of the new flower shop.»

«I know where the hell I stopped, shut up.»

The new flower shop, huh? It was the only one in the entire neighborhood and the crowd around the little store (Jōno heard an annoying interweaving of voices and heartbeats) showed how well it was welcomed by the inhabitants. But there was still something out of tune in that moltitude of environmental stimuli, something he didn't fully understand. A peaceful heartbeat, different from the others, a deep scent that had nothing to do with flowers. He heard a crystal-clear laughter, the most lovely sound he heard in a while, and then some hesitant steps getting closer and closer. When you talked to him, his brain went blank for a second o two.

And that was the scariest thing he ever felt in his young yet dangerous life.

«Good afternoon, sir.»

Your voice pierced his mind and then exploded in his nerves. His hearing was delicate and sharp, he always said everything has it's own internal music: an interweaving of tones, rhythms, vocal inclinations that defines its pleasantness. Your voice was something out of any competition. It was an auditory paradise.

«I'm glad to meet you, people here keep talking about you. Since it is the open day, please, accept this as a little gift. I hope to see you soon in my shop, I'll wait for you.»

You put something in his and Tetchō's hands, and Jōno was sure you were smiling (he just felt it, like a shiver down his spine), then you went back to your customers. He was totally unreadable, in that moment, an inscrutable mask on his face, a calm attitude despite the strange feeling he was experiencing. He just approached your gift to his nose, gently holding it in his fingers, and deep inhaled.

«A white rose. It's nice.» Tetchō-san commented.

A white rose. His mind ran fast.

Purity. Innocence. Reverence. Humilty.

Flower language never fails.

«Yeah, nice. Let's go, we're late.»

Jōno started walking again, but for a second a soft smile, so distant from his usual grin, appeared on his soft lips.

******

It’s been exactly six weeks since that day.

And today is the day.

Jōno sits all by himself in a lonely table at his favourite cafè. Goddamn, he loves that place. It's never too crowded, so he can rest his head in peace, they have his favourite coffee, some desserts he truly likes, and it's right in front of the flower shop. He doesn't wear his uniform, today, he took some free days after a long and difficult hunt. Well, it was an interesting hunt, he enjoyed every single moment of it and had a lot of fun torturing his prey, but now he really needs some time to recharge. He needs to stay away from his work environment, from the stress the other Hunting Dogs use to cause him, and as close as possible to something pleasant. He doesn't stalk you, he really doesn't. He genuinely likes to sit in that cafè and hear you talk with your customers, laugh with them, chant while you water the flowers. Listening to the variation of your heartbeat and of your breath jut makes him feel in peace. But today it will be different.

Today is the day, yes.

He finishes his coffee slowly, then he leaves a generous tip on the table and patiently wait for the moment you greet your last customer, before heading to the flower store. His entry is marked by the soft sound of his hearring, and he can hear you murmur something to a bouquet of peonies. He chuckles quietly, thinking it's kinda cute, but you notice him and Jōno can clearly hear your heart beating suddenly faster. He embarassed you, huh?

«Good... good evening, sir, I didn't hear you coming, my apologies!»

But Jōno isn't upset at all. He slowly walks with elegant pace among the flowers and his fingers soflty caresses some purple orchids. He's so calm, so unreachable, so ethereal...

«Is it true? Does speaking to plants help them grow faster?»

You violently blush at his insidious question. You hide your face behind a hand and laugh.

«I swear, sir, I don't always talk to my flowers. But I'm always alone here, sometimes it happens. Anyways, if you really want to know it, yes: showing plant some love and care make it grow stronger and faster, sir.»

The Hunting Dog listens to you silently, charmed by the way you talk about your work and flowers. He show you an enigmatic smile, leisurely reaching the counter.

«Jōno Saigiku. "Sir" sounds a bit too formal.»

He can't see your face but he feels that old shiver running down his spine: he's sure you're smiling again.

«Nice to officially meet you, Jōno-san. I'm Y/N L/N. How may I help you?»

It's not a surprise, but he already knows your name. Again, he's not a stalker, but find secrets and information is a crucial part of his job, so he's pretty good at it. He think nice names fit nice persons, anyways he wisely decides to keep it to himself; Jōno's not comfortable yet with such gentle thoughts about someone so he just smiles and patiently crosses his arm. It's the first time he's alone with you, and you're so close your perfume dulls his senses. Once again his mind goes blank for a second or two and once again he's terrified.

You have in your soft hands a terrible, dangerous weapon.

«Lilac. I need a bouquet of magenta lilac. The prettiest you have, thank you.»

Before you can even move, he already puts some money on the counter. Maybe he's in a hurry, you think, so you're pretty fast to react.

«Of course.»

You disappear for a minute in the backroom and come back with a huge pot of fresh and fragrant lilac. Well, he asked for the prettiest flowers you have and that's exactly what you offer him. You start selecting the best flowers right in front of him and braid them with skilled hands, creating a lovely bouquet in a few seconds. He just listens to you: the way you move your hands, the way you caress every single corolla to find the best one, the way you use your mental scheme and creativity to realize something new. Your heartbeat is so calm it almost sounds like a lullaby.

«Is this for... someone special?»

You ask hesitantly, breaking the silence between you. You don't want to seem too nosey, you're genuinely curious about that man. Does he have a significant one in his life? A partner? A family?

«Maybe. I'm trying to figure it out.»

His answer is laconic, but the grin on his lips make your stomach hurt for a second.

«Well, if it's for someone "maybe" special, let's add a ribbon. What color?»

«I don't know. Any suggestion?»

«I'm not reliable, I would put yellow everywhere. It's my favourite color.»

«Yellow is good.»

You smile at him, and even if he can't see your smile he feels that shiver again. Then, with a satisfy and proud expression on your face, you put a yellow ribbon around the bouquet and you offer it to the young soldier behind the counter.

«Here. The prettiest lilac in town -and trust me, they truly are- with the prettiest yellow ribbon for someone maybe special. I hope they will be happy to recieve such a lovely bouquet.»

He stands in front of you, but against all expectations he didn't take the flowers. Jōno just approaches his face to the bouquet and deep inhales its intoxicating scent. His left index glides through the petals in a gentle touch, a slow and quiet study of your masterpiece that ends with a smile.

«Perfect. You truly are a natural, y/n-san.»

He feels proud of himself whe he hears you holding your breath for a moment. You truly are sensitive to praises, he will remember it (oh yes, he will). Keeping his back straigh, then, Jōno waves his hand in your direction and steps back from the counter.

«Well, I think it's a goodbye. 'Till the next bouquet, of course. It was a pleasure, y/n-san.»

He carefully articulates your name before turning his back and slowly walk away. But your voice suddenly stops him, loud and worried.

«Wait, Jōno-san! Your bouquet.»

You tend your arms holding lilacs in his direction, but he suddenly raises his left hand to interrupt you. You can see an enigmatic smile reflected in the showcase of your flower store.

«No need to worry. I think my lilac bouquet already reached the right person.»

And then he walks out of the door, leaving you confused and surprised at the same time. You hold the bouquet to your chest, an intense frown on your face, and the meaning of his action suddenly hits you with the force of a typhoon.

Lilac. A new love.

You smile.

Yes, flower language truly never fails.

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cerisetial · 1 year

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making cookies with my love, i stir and mix! ft. xiao, albedo and kaveh!!

gn! reader

note :: not danganronpa or mystic messenger related but, genshin related (cause i'm ar59 who loves this game so much but is too scared to write for it)

alright. i'm very much in love with xiao, albedo and kaveh so this'll be about them!! also i literally JUST made chocolate chip cookies (i'll put a picture in a bit, they don't look TOO good though so don't get your hopes up 😭)

warnings! :: none, i think? oh right, might be ooc (most likely ooc but i'm doing my best TvT)

albedo

baking is a bit similar to his experiments

you mix certain compounds together and then the results can change depending on what exactly it is you've mixed together

so he kind of has a basic gist of baking. it's similar to what he does but just edible

would gladly assist you in baking if ever you are and he has time

you can trust him with measurements and he's quite precise about them, not a single gram over or under everything is perfectly measured out

says that even a small miss up could alter the whole thing

you two are making a cake :D

he'll let you handle frosting whilst he can handle the batter! as for the design, both of you are in charge of that

you two get to work and things go by very smoothly, hence why you're not really surprised when the cake comes out smelling and looking really tasty from the oven

you both leave it to cool for a while before getting yo work on the exterior features

albedo is an artist, so that combined with having you there giving him a good amount of inspiration and motivation makes the cake turn out super well

he's a sweet tooth confirmed. he'd cut a slice out for you and feed it to you, happy to see the sparkly look in your eyes accompanied with a "this tastes great, bedo!"

would share some with the knights, and leave some for you guys to eat together

10/10 baking partner, very helpful and is just so!! skilled!!!

"i'm glad that you like it. i was a bit worried that i might have messed up somewhere. oh? you'd... like to feed me? well, i don't see a reason to refuse"

kaveh

he's... not the worst in the kitchen. he can cook a few meals, not a lot of great ones, but good enough ones. however cooking and baking are two different things, and is he good at baking? yeahhhh— no. nuh uh.

he is a wreck in the kitchen when baking. the place is messy, everything's all over the place, did he put sugar, or salt in the batter? oh great, start over. anddd there's an angry alhaitham complaining about the mess

so when it comes to baking, whether you're good at it or not (but for the sake of these headcanons you'll be a good baker), you'll have to take charge

gotta give him some credit though, he's a very enthusiastic helper! if you're handling the heavy lifting, aka actually doing the baking, he'll handle the clean up like washing the dishes, wiping the tables and equipment as well as putting things back in their places

he'll enjoy watching you whilst you work, looking at you with that sickeningly sweet lovestruck look in his eyes

he'll wrap his arms around your waist as you move all over the place, talking about anything that comes to mind or anything about what you're baking

you're making sugar cookies with royal icing btw just cause i said so

now he may not have been a huge help with the actual baking process, but he can lend assistance with the designing! he's quite careful with his handiwork (he's an architect) so you'll have no problems about him producing anything terrible

he'll look very focused when he starts icing the cookies, his tongue poking out between his lips as he carefully coats each cookie with an adequate amount of icing and starts styling

in the end you two have a plate of gorgeous sugar cookies that kaveh begrudgingly shares with alhaitham (cause you made him share)

would ask you how it tastes and use the same old "you have some icing on your lip" excuse to give you a kiss and then ask you again how it tastes

overall, wreck in the kitchen but does his best to help <3 cutie, i want him c6 c'mon hoyoverse give me a chance please

"mhmm mhm! these taste great, you did so well, love! huh? share these with him? could i not? ... fine."

xiao

he would have no clue what baking is

nor would he know how to bake

all he really eats is almond tofu so, it makes sense why he wouldn't really be interested in baking

until he spots you in the kitchen of wangshu inn making— mixing??

usually he'd just leave you alone but, even adepti can be curious every now and then right? so he carefully approaches you as to not disturb you

he sees batter, and you mixing it, before putting it down and turning around to see him

kind of embarrassed you saw him but he makes no move of leaving and only asks what you're up to, to which you reply you're baking :D

you'll need to explain to him what exactly baking is before anything else though cause he has no idea what that is

but once he knows he volunteers to help, albeit he has 0 idea what to do so he'll just let you tell him what it is you need him to do for you!

needs a bit (a lot) of guidance but in the end things go by rather smoothly

you guys made regular chocolate chip cookies cause those always taste yummy :)

as mentioned earlier, the only food he ever really eats is almond tofu, so it might take a bit of convincing to get him to try out the cookies you made together

but when he does try them after a lot of convincing, he's pleasantly surprised! it tastes really airy and chewy, has a light crisp on the outside, the chocolate is sweet but the salt balances it out to make not be unbearably sweet

overall he really likes the experience. baking with you feels quite domestic, and he may not know what exactly to do but with just the right amount of guidance he's a great partner in the kitchen

"this... tastes quite good. hm? would i consider eating more of this if you ever made more? ... perhaps"

will i ever write for genshin again? i honestly don't know, but i'm willing to give it a try depending on how well this post will do sooo! likes and reblogs will be a THOUSAND percent appreciated <3! also i have like 5 drafts and i should really start on them soon hahaha

stay safe and healthy always, my stars!

— cerise

#genshin x reader #genshin impact x reader #albedo x reader #kaveh x reader #xiao x reader #cerisetial #cerisetialwrites

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olde-scratch · 6 months

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mm momsger high au. i didn't mean to misspell that. inspired by this post from @tobisiksi . sorry this took so long i had everything written out and then tumblr Deleted Everything even tho i had like two backup posts.

i tried to include everyone i could and give all of them unique monster types but there are some repeats :( ib sowwee i tried to make them unique when i could tho. lmk if u have any suggestions for characters or different monster types.

ALSO HAPPY HALLOWEEN!! i have to work but im going dressed as saiki so i still have the spirit

Saiki Kusuo - Lovecraftian Eldritch Horror

i mean. duh.

he poses as his own (human) worshipper to avoid being indoctrinated elsewhere

"i can't attend, i have worship tonight." "oh that's cool who do you worship?" "they don't like being talked about." "ohh so it's an... invite-only system. right......"

deciding now that closed worship systems like saiki purports are generally a total Scam and people avoid them like a plague. it fits with saikis foray into the internet lol

hes still sooo silly dw

to the people with the eldritch kusuo headcanons, i see u..... i hope u like monster high........ :)

Saiki Kuusuke - Cult Worshipper (Human)

bet you thought i was gonna say mad scientist. WRONG that's his day job.

kuusuke operates as a mad scientist since humans aren't allowed into the monster world (afaik humans arent even seen outside of jackson, who is half monster). idk what he makes tho. maybe he pulls a doctor finklestein and makes bone animals to roam the monster world?

kuusuke is the one who got his family into the monster world btw. i mean he definitely found it p quickly after kusuo started morphing and speaking in tongues and shit

kuusuke would LOVE the monster world, at least at first. he might get bored really quickly, but he'd love being able to be more of a crazy bastard than he already is

kuusuke functions as a head cultist for kusuo, but instead of strengthening him with sacrifices and praying for protection, he weakens him with sacrifices (the limiters) and prays for himself to be smote (kusuo to play games with him) (kusuo ignores him a lot)

maybe he made amp/anpu like he did warp. idk.

Saiki Kurumi / Saiki Kuniharu - Cult Worshipper (Human)

they were 100% human before being dragged into the monster world due to their sons

they basically live the same as they do in canon tbh i dont think a lot would change in the monster world

during the new years chapter maybe instead of saying kusuo has powers, they say something about his eldritchness or how glad they are to "worship" such a chill god. god i wanna write this now.

Kaidou Shun - Vampire

okay so not ACTUALLY a vampire but i think it was nopsi who had like an au where kaidou was like a weaker version of a vampire?? GOD i dont remember the name (hampir?? i cant find it on wikipedia, did it start with an f????). for all intents and purposes, im just gonna consider him a weak vampire

i cant remember if he'd be made thru a human/vampire relationship but if he was then i think we should play into the manga hair colors of his siblings and say that whole toki and sora and his mother are all full vampires, he was half vampire (perhaps he's from the father's side of the family from a previous relationship, since his mother has purple hair in her manga cover i think??)

draculara has her red drinks and her spf and her cute little parasol so OF COURSE kaidou has all of those as well. i think it would be very funny if kaidou had his umbrella customized to look like a hidden anime weapon, but it wasn't waterproof so he has to use a different one when it rains

i have a gen 1 og draculara from when i was a kid and i love her she's so cute :] someone draw kaidou in her outfit he'd slay. actually, just draw all of them in her outfit(s). gloom beach teruhashi. sweet screams mera. freak du chic saiki. sweet 1600 saiko. fearleader hairo. you cannot make her look bad idc.

Nendou Riki - Zombie (Frankenstein's Monster type zombie)

okay so this might be controversial but imagine:

everyone's chatting like normal, nendous head falls off, everyone goes deathly silent, nendou puts it back on and goes back to talking, cue kaidou screeching

bc im rewriting this im not gonna go thru my thought process so my idea was that takeuchi was a mad scientist who created midori after himself bc he only had access to a mirror (neither realized they looked the same). takeuchi died and chouno, who was smitten with midori, remade takeuchi who midori named riki and chose to raise as her own. chouno intended it as a poetic final goodbye but cut to 16 years later and hes still not over her lol

nendou being undead could also play into his appreciation for life.... protecting the obviously smaller and weaker saiki and kaidou.... his care for his dad that he never met (altho he might have two dads in this au?).... THE HAMSTER SCENE. NENDOU :((((

Teruhashi Kokomi - Tomie

im SORRY for bringing up junji ito but come ON

for those who dont know tomie, she's basically So Beautiful that men are supernaturally attracted to her until she drives them mad with her beauty. they cut her up and scatter her remains and they turn into more tomies

however. teruhashi isnt just a pretty girl. she's The Perfect Pretty Girl. so we can just ignore all the bloodshed and murder and deathmatches :D

i debated making her a siren but that just doesn't fit her for some reason. she doesn't have to try.

in op's post they made her aphrodite reincarnated but i don't think that there are gods walking amonst the student disembody unfortunately

Teruhashi Makoto - Intersection Bishounen

IM SORRY THE TERHASHI SIBLINGS JUST FIT JUNJI ITO SO WELL

the intersection bishounen is a vengeful spirit that roams the streets and gives fortunes to young girls that drive them to suicide, after which they come back as ghosts and beg for his affection.

makoto is more of a teenage/ya heartthrob than a vengeful spirit tho so we can get rid of all the cool stuff like fortune telling and driving to suicide

the intersection bishounen also didnt want to fuck his cousin so points to him

Hairo Kineshi - Fire Elemental

i KNOW he's BORING

think of heath. i think heath is like the son of hades or something idfk i say fuck that ive never heard that before until i started getting back into monster high that's not canon to me

theres... a surprisingly low amount of sports name puns :( there's casketball, ofc ofc, because mh is american. there's monster soccer from toralei's ghoul spirit notebook, but baseball and tennis from clawdeen and spectra dont get named so they dont have names. thats BULLSHIT btw someone who's good w puns help me im freezing up

gilda goldstag was also a fire elemental right? i dont actually know anything about her other than that she was in the student council bc she was in the doll pack

theres a wind elemental mentioned in spectras ghoul spirit notebook. figured that id mention it idk

i have nothing else to say this should be obvious

Mera Chisato - Shouku-jinki

okay i need to preface this with something that is very important to me about this, the Japanese creature the jikininki/shoku-jinki originated in the story of musou the preist. as far as ive been able to see, there is a second story featured on wikipedia about a pregnant woman that is legitimately someone's fucking oc insert. im not making this up, it appeared one goddamn day and i dont want to make an acc just to get rid of it but i dont want to have my ip address just There and i dont know how to like draw attention to it. so please know that the story of musou is the only legitimate source of the jikininki and the "jijinki" are just someones fucking oc inserts. i dont know why they did this, i dont know how it's still there bc its been YEARS how has no one removed it??

anyways im calm now.

jikininki (or, iirc the more modern version is shoku-jinki) are demons that were greedy or impious in life and were cursed to wander the earth forever starving and thirsty. at night, they eat dead bodies.

sooo remember how mera acted when she got her money back for a day.

her death was the cause of their bankruptcy, maybe they put all their money towards avenging her?

i think that mera would come from a half human, half monster family so she could already be in the monster world, but i dont have to worry about what powers she'd have due to being a monster.

her mother would be a demon and her father a human who doesn't quite know how to navigate the monster would, so he still has to go away to earn money. also imagine four kids following mera around, three have devil horns and taiks and one is just some guy. (idk if she has 4 siblings but you get the idea)

so yeah, mera is immortal, unable to feel satisfied by any amount of food or drink, working herself to the bone to provide for her siblings. the mera lore is Strong w this one.

u could totally also go for some real body horror with her if u wanted

Yumehara Chiyo - Ghost

ill go into the difference between ghosts and souls in toritsuka's part since you cant take away toritsukas thing but you cant just remove ghosts from mh

i initially thought of making her a cherub/cupid but girlie would be getting No One Together. also there's only one cupid in mh and uhhhh there would be no hope if that was chiyo. yk what chiyo loves tho? gossip. u know what spectra loves? gossip.

i think the ghosts in mh all have a chain motif iirc? ik spectra does but sirena von boo also does (the siren/ghost hybrid) and i dont know any other ghosts off the top of my head

anyways yumehara is totally just a regular people ghost. maybe she cries blood or somethin fun like that? maybe have a bit where she keeps getting told off for having makeup and its her eyes leaking or its her having anti blood leaking drops or wipes

Saiko Metori - Mummy

i was gonna make him a vampire but HELLO??? CLEO IS RIGHT THERE????

rich, bratty, self-centered?? DE NILE IS CLEOS LAST NAME.

idk if him being a mummy would change him like cosmetically, like skin tone or hair texture or whatever but i cant draw so that doesn't quite matter to me. altho ig hed probably just look like a pale, dehydrated, brittle pile of bandages if you wanna be historicallty accurate

his father glows because he's ra next question

he definitely decks himself out in a looott more gold than just his earring as a mummy. bangles, cuffs rings, anklets, hair accessories.

the bodyguards are just the tomb protectors that cleo gets as slaves

he gets a custom made desk of pure gold at pk and he never uses it

i think in ancient egypt married couples would be buried together regardless of if at least the wife was dead or alive, so he definitely propositions teruhashi to take a sand nap with him

he gets a pet crocodile. he has a tiger in canon i think and cleo gets a snake so like. nile crocodile obviously.

i cant tell if he lives in a pyramid just randomly in the middle of hidari wakibara, or if theres a bit about nendou asking him where his pyramid is and saikos just like "bro i Dont Live In A Pyramid."

Kuboyasu Aren - Werewolf

hello?? violent, tragic past that comes back to haunt them regularly and interfere with their daily lives?????

i dont think werewolves can turn into wolves in mh but like if you want doggy kuboyasu who's as big as kaidou, go for it

KUBOYASU WITH DOGGY EARS AND A TAIL.... i dont think that werewolves in mh have tails but thats. a crime.

kuboyasu can smell the rest of the cast. god i wanna know what they smell like in the non weirdest way possible.

i dont have a lot to say about this. doguyasu

Toritsuka Reita - Cult Worshipper (Human)

okay so there's a difference between ghosts and souls in this version. ghosts are a form of undead that are sort of just humans that can float and go thru walls and stuff. souls are the base forms of dead people that remain chained to existence with no knowledge of who they were. normal people can see ghosts, but not souls. toritsuka can see both

toritsuka was also raised in a temple in this au, pretty standard stuff. nothing interesting there.

so yk how toritsuka found out abt saiki thru the souls

and yk how saikis an eldritch monster that melts mind and twists reality to his will in this au

toritsuka does not know the meaning of the term eldritch btw

if ur a torisai or toritsuka angst fan then u can always imagine toritsuka thinking himself inferior to the rest of the pk psychickers bc he's a human and didnt even find saiki by himself, but with the help of his ghosts. sorry i gotta push the torisai agenda.

i personally also hc him to be hypersexualized by the adults in his life due to his touchyness from a young age which lead to him being ostracized by his peers when he began repeating the behavior, thus encouraging the development of touch starvation that he misinterpreted as horniness. in other words, "damn bitch u live like this?". sooo do with that what u will in this au.

(could saiki like..... taste his desperation??)

Aiura Mikoto - Cult Worshipper (Devil)

basically aiura but with cute devil horns and a tail that reacts with her mood. she 100% bedazzles and paints her horns like she paints her nails.

shes still a prophet and stuff but like shes just a lil demonic now. as she deserves.

"yeah i can totes check ur future!!" (rips open a portal to the underworld, chants in a forgotten language, focuses in on one damned soul that writhes and screams for mercy as it withers out of existence where it will wait to be reborn into hell after being offered the temporary reprieve of total nothingness) "babe ur bf is cheating on u like one hundo percent. but ur gonna be a bomb ass doctor one day!!"

i want her to trip toritsuka with her tail

she's not human and she lords it over toritsuka's head when they fight for saiki's attention

Akechi Touma - Cult Worshipper (Human)

initially i wanted to make him a bugboy bc yea but consider

saiki knew him in elementary school so he pulled a real I Tracked Down My Childhood Friend Who Is Actually An Eldritch Monster Masquerading as a Pretty Boy with Pink Hair in a High School?!

yeah soo like what if their dynamic was "what if we were friends in our childhood years before you had to leave to stop the uncontrollable desire you had to break down my reality and drive me into irreversible madness, yet despite knowing the danger i faced i still hunted you down, my prayers meant solely to get a response from you devolving into genuine reverence, solidifying myself as your most loyal devotee...... haha jk. unless?"

we all know that akechi likely faced no difficulty finding the monster world dont even ask

you can insert ur own hcs with his mom all ill say is that shes probably masquerading as some sort of cult worshipper or jekyll/hyde situation to live in the monster world. or maybe he just moved schools and lives sort of nearby but not in the monster world idk

akechi would fucking Love the monster world. he'd never get bored of it. you know the sweet potato scene? oh, honey, he's got access to information about the average size of different monsters, along with the influence of proportions and size, magical interference, etc etc. hed fucking LOVE the monster world.

Satou Hiroshi - Ghost

ive already got three ghosts (see suzumiya and makino) but i couldnt think of the Most Generic monster but hear me out

he's a sheet

hes got two black or cut out circles for eyes and a little 'o' for a mouth. just fuckin 0 。0 .

HES SO. USELESS.

SO PLAIN.

SO BORING.

SO GENERIC.

SO. PERFECT.

and saiki is IN LOVE WITH HIM.

toritsuka is honestly so offended that he is not the ghost-themed object of saiki's affections

satous friends and baseball team are either the core basic monsters (werewolf, vampire, zombie, etc) or theyre basic japanese spirits. im. not doing tons of research on if there are generic japanese demons or if theres just sort of one kind of demon that has a lot of forms,,,, im so sorry i can only do so much research please correct me if you know better

Rifuta Imu - Catgirl

i dont know what the name of the actual catgirls are in mh (werecats?) like purrsephone and toralei and meowlody but fuck it catgirl

she would have THE cutest collar. OR she'd have a ribbon around her neck w a matching one on her tail like catrine de mew. she could maybe even have some sort of shredded piece of clothing like catty noir's skirt or a habit of shredding things

im sorry i dont know a lot about cat breeds so i dont have a lot to say about her species

cat themed accessories.......

btw she's a cat bc of japans obsession w cats. i considered making HER a siren since i scrapped that idea for teruhashi but i feel like it just. doesn't suit her.

Bonuses (people i couldnt find that much to talk about)

Suzumiya Hii - Cursed Soul

i mean what else would she be.

okay so shes not a SOUL shes a GHOST i just think it sounds better like that

Makino Arisu - Ghost

ring-style ghost. i think it's called a yuurei? i did my research for her but i forgot it and the og post got deleted so. im upset.

Matsuzaki - Headless Horseman

idk what is his horse would be i just wanted bloodgood to have Presence in this and the principal is only seen like. three times.

i considered giving kuboyasu the status as headless horseman bc of his motorcycle but g1 bloodgood did not serve that much cunt for her type to be given to a 16 year old im sorry

(i also recently got a bloodgood as my first doll when i got back into mh and i love her :] she came w a cool coat that isnt her og coat but its nice anyways)

Chouno Urkyoku - Mad Jester

okay so ik i said he was a mad scientist but he retired that in order to go into entertainment. it's not going too well.

you could also go for a ringmaster/clown route but we all lived thru 2016 (or was it 2017?) and the ensuing cliche-ifying treatment the media gave scary clowns put me off them personally lol they kind of bore me

(if u don't live in the us or don't know what im talking about that happened in 2016, then god i envy you. just look up "2016 clowns usa" im sure you'll figure it out)

Michael (Ikemi something I think?) - Zombie

idk it just fits him

zombies in g1 can only communicate thru moans which makes them nonverbal in some way but g3 STOLE that from us. fuck them.

Nendou Midori / Nendou Takeuchi - Frankenstein & His Monster

i explained this in nendous thing im not repeating myself sorry

PK Principal - Gorgon

yes its bc of the glasses

also i think theres something fun about being able to say he can rule the school with an iron fist (or ig rock fist) without needing to use his eyes

Kongou - Minotaur

big strong and VIOLENT. you can also play into manny's more delicate side with kongous change of heart after saiki helps him realize what matsuzaki does for him

Takahashi - Goblin

idk i think it just suits him

Shima - Changeling

her whole bit is being a forgettable face so what if she was always just a Little Bit Different every time you saw her

Iridatsu family - Mummy

okay ik ive already done mummy but HEAR ME OUT.

idk abt the mom but i think it would be funny if yuuta was just covered in bandages and his whole thing is tripping over/hitting people with them

The pervy teacher who wasn't actually pervy at all he just had an unfortunate face - Human

he's not even disguised as anything

the monsters saw him and said "nah im p sure he's one of us" and then took him

teacher doesnt quite care cause the monster world has better health plans /j

The "your manga artist is gnc af" guy - Kitsune

kitsune are typically seen as elusive tricksters which doesnt suit his character BUT

theres a whole joke about japanese mangakas being worked to the bone to provide chapters every week or so for serialization even going so far as to hide or make excuses as to why they did not complete the chapter

i feel so bad for them bro i could not (used to do weekly updates for fics for 5 years before i started needing money bc i turned 18)

also. someone give that man fox ears and a tail.

The Alphonse guy - Invisi Billy

idk what invisi billy is but he can be here helping alphonse hide from the shame of his chunnibyou :D

Makoto's rival guy - Banshee

it just. Suits Him.

idk if there are male banshees bc we only know sarah screams and her mom but we can have a trans icon if we need

#saiki k #the disastrous life of saiki k #saiki no psi nan #saiki kusuo #aiura mikoto #toritsuka reita #akechi touma #im not tagging everyone LMAO #ive definitely forgotten some characters like the scammer guy that kurumi almost murdered but no one acknowledges him so i think im safe #this was really fun tho i havent done anything like this before cause i usually resort to fics #but saiki k is. way too long to make a fic SOLELY about what monster types people would be #i feel like i definitely had more written for some characters but i got lazy when it came to rewriting sorry lol #if i come up w anything else itll be in the reblogs suggestions welcome btw #this is my sacrifice to the fandom for halloween btw bc i cant draw and i have not written any halloween themed oneshots #happy halloween everyone :D #also my inbox is open for trick or treating ill provide writing stuff and answer questions abt my fics #cant promist ill get to it immediately but i WILL EVENTUALLY if tumblr doesnt eat it

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Can you write Wrecker with fem reader, romantic. Something along the lines of giant/tiny. He loves taking care of her. 💕

Y'all should know that whenever I get an ask for Wrecker it moves to the top of my writing priorities list (occasionally just after Hunter) because there's nothing for him and I love writing Wrecker. However, it's hard to get inspiration because rarely anyone else writes for him :,,,,,( ur pfp is very cute btw

Notes: Fem!Reader, fluff, lots of kissing.

Home Sweet Home (Wrecker x Female Reader)

"Wrecker!" You squealed, spotting him from across the hangar. He pushed past his smaller brothers to be the first off the Marauder.

"Ad'ika!" Wrecker removed his helmet so you could see his smile, brighter than the twin suns of Tattooine. The helmet fell from his hands, clattering to the floor of the hangar at his brother's feet as he ran towards you. In seconds your feet had left the floor as Wrecker wrapped you up in his arms. The hangar became a blur around you as he spun you around and around and around.

He fairly dropped you back on the floor in his excitement to retrieve something from his belt pocket.

"I brought you something!"

"Really?" you squeaked, "Wrecker, you didn't have to get me anything-"

"Course I did!" Wrecker took your hand in his, holding it palm-up to drop his prize in your hand. It was a rock a bit smaller than the palm of your hand, with shiny red stripes between layers of black.

"Do you like it?" He asked, suddenly bashful as he rubbed the back of his neck.

You ran your fingers over the smooth surface, and held it to your chest.

"It's perfect," You stretched up on your tiptoes, aiming to kiss his nose, but you could just barely reach his cheek.

Wrecker beamed with pride, and scooped you up in another hug.

"I'm really glad to see you again," He told you, kissing your forehead.

You grasped his hand with the hand that didn't cling to his gift for dear life.

"Come on, we can order takeout and watch a holo at my place."

"Why order food? I can make us something even better!"

You blinked up at him in surprise as you both walked out of the hangar, "Wrecker, you just came back from three months on deployment. I'm not going to make you cook!"

"You're not making me, I want to!" He grinned.

"Wrecker, no. I- eep!" You squealed as he hefted you over his shoulder.

"See ya boys!" Wrecker waved good-bye to his brothers.

"Bye Wrecker," Hunter called. Crosshair sniggered as you resigned yourself to your fate.

Wrecker happily carried you all the way back to your apartment.

"Still think I'm too tired to cook?" Wrecker wigglsd his brow at you, and you rolled your eyes as you input the door code.

"Fine. You can cook dinner," You sighed. Wrecker shifted to carry you bridal style into the house, and gently set you on the couch.

He leaned over you, gently taking your chin in his hand so you could look at him. "I've been gone for three months. Can't I show my girl some love?"

Your face flushed with heat as the butterflies took flight in your stomach. You felt so small compared to him, but so safe all the same.

You bit your lip, "You should at least change into something more comfortable."

He chuckled, nuzzling his nose against yours. You loved it when he was so soft like this, so sweet. Just for the two of you.

"You drive a hard bargain, ad'ika," He murmured.

You kept some spare clothes at your apartment in his size. Bodygloves barely allowed the skin to breathe, and after spending months wearing nothing but the compression suits, they were not fit for relaxing. You gave him a shirt and some pants, and a sweater with some fuzzy socks for your cold apartment, and left him to change in the bedroom.

“Why are you wearing my sweater?” he asked.

Once he was done, Wrecker joined you in the kitchen and together you assembled the ingredients for Corellia's famous lasagna.

As you both bustled around the kitchen and the oven grew warmer to bake the dish and the bread to go with it, Wrecker eventually discarded his sweater. Seeing as you were still cold, however, you immediately slipped it on, inhaling the scent of blaster fire and the saccharine snacks he was always sneaking a taste of.

It wasn't until the food was in the oven and the dishes all cleaned up that Wrecker noticed what you were wearing.

You tugged on the collar of the shirt that was almost long enough to be a dress on you.

“Because it smells like you.” you said softly, unable to help the smile that tugged on your cheeks.

Wrecker grinned at you, shaking the suds off his hands from doing the dishes, and grabbed the too-long sleeves of the sweater to pull you close. First, he kissed your forehead. Then your nose, making his way down to your lips as he pulled you closer.

“You are crushing me right now," You tried to tell him.

"Too late, you started this. No escaping now!"

You threw your head back laughing as Wrecker covered your cheeks with kisses. He didn't dare put his whole weight on you, but it was just enough that you were stuck in his embrace in the middle of your kitchen.

The timer on the oven chimed.

"Wrecker, that's dinner," You giggled.

"Is it now?" he hummed.

"Wrecker, it's going to burn!"

"I like burnt lasagna, gives it flavor," He chuckled.

"Wrecker!" You couldn't help laughing as you tried to wriggle away and save the dinner Wrecker had been so insistent on preparing.

Wrecker let you slip free just enough to turn off the timer. He insisted on taking the food out of the oven, saying "You're hot enough already, babe."

Moments later, you were swaddled in his sweater on Wrecker's lap, balancing a plate of food on your legs while Wrecker chose the holo film you'd be watching.

As the opening credits played, you tucked your head beneath your chin, taking in the softness of his hand against your back, the soft hum of his breathing, and the scent of something only slightly burnt that always seemed to signify that Wrecker was nearby.

"You know," You whispered, "It doesn't feel like home unless you're here."

Wrecker pulled you closer. "I'm happy I get to come home to you.

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