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Hi there! I have a request =) ok so can I please get a Science-Teacher Kuroo who students don't like because he assigns too much HW, x Art-Teacher y/n who's super eccentric and all the students have started calling "Auntie" bc they like her so much... and somehow the students realize they're dating

I apologize for such a delay! Happy new years everyone! I had some issues regarding countries and tumblr for a bit but I’m good now!! Hope everyone is safe and doing well! Requests are open again!!!

Good cop, bad cop.

Science Teacher Kuroo x Art teacher Reader

SUMMARY: The students sure are riled up! After calming them down from the stress that a certain teacher gave them, you decide to sit down and spend time with your boyfriend!

WORD COUNT: 1.5K

Various sighs from the students filled the room as Kuroo finished explaining the new homework that’s due next week, 15 pages of a practice exam for physics, 5 questions for each level of difficulty. He obviously heard a lot of complaints but waved it off.

“Y’know, I had to do more pages than you bums and I had to be the captain of a volleyball team too. Now get your asses to your next class before I kick ‘em myself.” Tetsurou joked around, wiping off the smudges that the markers left. He heard a few more complaints but slowly everyone began to file out of the room for their next class before break. Thankfully, Kuroo didn’t have any classes after this. So he could head home early if he wanted to.

But he decided to stay and clean a bit more…

The students filed into their next class, everyone sitting down at their respective tables in groups of 8 as the tables were decently big. You were pinning up a few pictures up the cork board, glancing behind the gloomy students. They always were tired out on Thursday afternoons, and you knew why, but you had the decency to stifle that small giggle crawling up your throat.

“What’s wrong, everybody? You all look so dull today!” You asked, patting your hands as you successfully pinned up all the pictures needed on the board. Spinning around on your heel and walking towards your desk to face your class.

Various complaints burst out of the students’ mouths, almost gave you a migraine immediately. You pressed your little bell— the students knew if the bell was rang, everyone had to quiet down— a few times and waited for a few seconds.

“How about we have just one or two people explaining at once? (Student name), you seemed most eager to tell…” You chose a random student, looking over at them.

“Mr. Kuroo always gives us way too much homework, Auntie! This time— this time he gave us 15 pages! To submit next week!?” The teen complained, dragging his hands down his face and dramatically falling into his friend's arms. To which they muttered ‘look at what Mr. Kuroo did, miss…’

“Oh dear, that much? Well, I can’t do too much about it, but if you’re all feeling a bit stressed, we could do something more simple for today's class?” You suggested, organising your desk a bit while you talked to them. Thankfully, the students seemed happy with that suggestion and once you explained the little freestyle clay project they could do in groups of 3, 2 or alone, they all skittered off to their respective groups and began working at it.

Looking at your timetable for today, you didn’t have any classes— and thankfully zero to substitute for too. You hated substituting for classes but you’d rather not create a bit of a rude reputation all of a sudden. You watched the students before sitting in your comfy office chair and opened up your phone. You found a few texts from Tetsurou and a smile laid itself onto your face easily.

(Red is Kuroo, white is you!!)

Psst.

Psssst.

(Name), you there??

Do u have any classes after lunch? :)

Nope.

I have a class right now though…

I’ll come to you *during* lunch?

Sounds great ❤️

Be careful with those kids btw, I heard about one of them managing to start a fire with a pair of sticks when you were sick and someone else was subbing.

Lol

WHAT

You sighed at the thought of one of them being able to do that. You also wondered why you were never informed of it. God.

Soon enough, it was almost time for class to end, so you got everyone to show their little clay models before cleaning up. There were some interesting ones… Anime characters— someone made two clay models? ‘Go’ and ‘jo’…— the Lorax, a boat, so on.

“Now, I want everyone to listen. You have homework for this class too—“ A group of students groaned, some of them whining. “Don’t worry, it’s nothing big! Just take three pictures of things you find appealing, and we’ll look at them all together next week. Okay? Okay! Now quick, off to lunch!” You rushed them off, wanting to attend to your troublesome boyfriend. You heard multiple rounds of students saying ‘Goodbye, Auntie!!’ In their own weird way, but you didn’t mind.

You did appreciate every student of yours. They were occasionally annoying but that comes with the job, witnessing their milestones in class obviously overpowers that little thing. You pulled out your phone to text Tetsurou to come to your classroom so you two could chat and eat, but the door opened all of a sudden.

“Finally! I thought those mini punks were going to keep you busy all day, lovely!” Tetsurou shut the door with his foot, his hands full of hand packed lunches. He set it down on one of the tables before wrapping his arms around your waist. Giving you a kiss on the forehead.

“You missed me that much? You do realise we see each other everyday, right?” You teased, fixing the tie he wore today, he often switched between formal, casual and business casual. You gave him a small kiss on the lips, cupping his face.

“Yeah, but it’s always nice to see you whenever I can, y’know~” He lengthened out the last syllable, moving his hands up to your back and hugging you. “Also, you’re the only thing that keeps me from throwing a kid out onto the field and making them run laps.” He joked, to which you responded with a light slap onto his chest.

“Tetsurou!” You playfully called out, he laughed with his entire chest. Seriously. It’s a habit he hasn’t let go of since high school. You moved away from him and onto one of the seats. “Come on, let’s eat.” You advised, to which he immediately agreed towards. Sitting on the chair across from you and opening his lunch. You doing the same.

You two ate together, talking about mild topics before you remembered how glum the students in the class before acted. You pointed your fork at Kuroo, smiling.

“I also heard you were torturing my students today, hm?” You accused Tetsurou, to which he raised his hands in a way where he was admitting defeat.

“Hey. I’m going light on them, back in my day I—“ You cut his speech off, already knowing what he’d say. He normally said the same thing to every class.

“—was the captain of the volleyball team, but I still maintained great grades. Hell, I was the top of the class!” You finished his little rant for him. Even going as far as mimicking (read: attempted to mimic) his voice, to which he seemed amused by.

“Good on you for memorising the things I say, darling bunny sugar pie.” He responded in a playful tone, using his chopsticks to raise up a piece of food and put it in your mouth. To which you accepted graciously, giggling.

“Oh my god. They have to be dating!” One of the students gasped, hitting their friend's shoulder multiple times.

“Are you that dense?! They literally kissed earlier!” The other student whisper-yelled, confused by their classmate’s stupidity.

“Well— well ya know that kissing is also a form of greeting people in France or something!” They argued, pointing a finger in the other student’s face.

“We aren’t even in France!? We’re Japanese!?” A different student breathlessly argued, facepalming.

“Oh my gosh, is that seriously Mr. Kuroo and Auntie (Last-name)!?” A new student peeked from behind the crowd of teens who were curious about the ‘secret’ meeting between their strictest teacher and kindest teacher.

“Did any of you guys know they were dating!?” Another student asked, responded with multiple responses, all of them being variations of ‘no’.

The students noticed the two teachers beginning to get up once more, all of them rushing to run away and tell everyone else about what they saw. Some of them tripping but rushing to get back up and get out of there before they got in trouble

The two of you opened the doors as soon as all of them were gone, the both of you laughing at their antics.

“Do they really think we didn’t notice?” You asked Tetsurou, to which he wrapped an arm around your shoulder, his other arm busy carrying both your bags.

“Probably, they’re dumb like that. Haha!” He laughed it off, squeezing you against him.

…

“Could you two seriously knock it off. It’s making my drink taste disgusting.” Sugawara commented, filling his water bottle up at the dispenser with one hand while his other hand held his coffee. “Just— just go home, seriously.” He shook his head. Restraining himself from telling the both of you off.

Kuroo and you looked at each other, before cackling in a strangely similar manner. Apologizing to Koushi, the both of you left the building to go hang out.

… You were kind of curious about what rumors will come out of your little lunch date today.

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I'M FREE TO COMMENT!!! My How would adult Kusuo Saiki act around a shy significant other? request is so good! I love it especially Saiki appreciates that they're quieter than his friends 🤐, he would be slightly worried as they don't mention when something bothers them 😟, he would remove them from anything uncomfortable subtly 👍, he often checks them if they're comfortable in public 👍, they would be brave enough to take care of the cockroaches 🪳, he would prioritise their comforts first but he would also make sure they would still go out 👍, he would be extra careful with his psychic powers around them as they seem delicate to him 🔐, there are little things he would do because he's in love with them 💘, he would make sure anyone who caused them discomfort would pay but nothing violent 😁, he would order for both of them but also would encourage them to order by themselves 👍, he would do his best to persuade them to leave their comfort zone once in a while 👍, life is generally peaceful 😌, and he wished he could read Nendou's thoughts so he can teleport both of them when he suddenly visits them 🤣 Thank you so much for doing my request because I love it so much :) Can I request now? Only if you don't mind of course!

Im so happy you liked it, anon!! I tried my best and i'm really glad you found it good!!!! <3

Also, go ahead!! No need to ask, I'm working on some requests but I'll get to yours eventually!!! Send as many as you want! <333

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Can you do an aged up saiki x non-japanese best friend hcs please? ^^

How would Adult Saiki K act around his foreign best friend?

When he met you, he sort of expected you to act annoying. He isn’t against foreigners or anything but he was worried you’d bother him a lot.

Like Teruhashi, Nendo or Toritsuka.

Mainly like Nendo.

But surprisingly you didn’t seem that bad, you both bonded over a few things after bumping into each other in the cafe he normally gets coffee jelly from.

You aren’t that bad in his opinion.

Though, he notices when you slip up on certain phrases or words in Japanese, makes sure to correct you in a subtle way though.

He’d never say “Are you DUMB? Guys look at this dummy! They don’t know Japanese properly!!!”

Seriously even if you irritated him he’d never say that

Mainly because he doesn’t want attention

He just taps your shoulder and lets you know.

Your occasional Japanese teacher…

You two like to sit in silence sometimes while you do some work you probably forgot to do.

If you wanted to go somewhere, he’d probably deny at first to go with you but then think of every horrid situation that could happen…

Like you mistaking someone saying something else and either getting kidnapped or in a fight… Or you getting lost… And getting kidnapped by some insane people.

In the end he goes with you because his friends eventually got to know you too, and they’d bother him with your disappearance

(Secretly, he's worried about your safety too. But to hell with letting you know that.)

Surprisingly finds your confusion at some stuff entertaining.

He’d make sure nobody tries to scam you, seriously, there’s a lot of scammers around. It’s annoying.

In the end, the two of you bond over simple stuff too, like the people around the two of you, or cafes, mutual dislikes or likes.

He finds you calling him your best friend at some point.

Saiki doesn’t make any movement to correct you, just sighs in his mind and lets you talk.

You’re definitely the more talkative between the two of you.

He finds your stories honestly pretty interesting, especially your own personal stories from other countries since he’s always lived in Japan, optionally.

Never had airport trouble so when you tell him about it, he’s listening with open ears. Even with that resting bitch face of his…

The both of you are the bestest of best friends

Saiki disagrees with that statement but we all know he enjoys your presence every now and then.

Though… He wonders if you could rival Kaido with your energy and ability to misunderstand things sometimes.

Helps you when you need it, even if he’s internally annoyed, he still helps.

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Could I request headcanons for Adult! Saiki with shy gn s/o please?

How would adult Kusuo Saiki act around a shy significant other?

He enjoys your company, it’s less loud in the house when you’re around. Less headaches to deal with, like Nendo…

Saiki would be a bit concerned about how you don’t really speak up when something annoys you, despite being the same.

Would probably discreetly drag whatever annoys/makes you uncomfortable out of the room.

He isn’t very affectionate, openly, but he does subtle things to make sure you’re alright in public situations.

I.e. checking your face occasionally for any signs of discomfort, your thoughts on if you’re panicking, and keeping bugs away.

When you two are in the house, and theres a cockroach around, you become the man of the house.

Saiki’s ‘small’ fear of bugs caused you to grow out of your shell a bit, becoming more confident with doing things.

Kusuo definitely makes you more comfortable whenever the two of you go out.

He wouldn’t force you to speak to his friends, or go out. He’ll make sure you go out from time to time, though. Don’t want you to become a shy vampire…

Finds himself making sure he’s more careful with his psychic powers when you’re around, despite being incredibly confident in himself. You seem slightly more fragile than everyone else in his eyes. 

(He’s very in love with you, just look for the small things.)

If anyone were to make you uncomfortable, he’d make sure that the person would have an ‘accident’ occur and have to leave. 

Nothing violent, but it’ll range from their outfit being ruined to their entire night being ruined. He doesn’t use his psychic powers for anything evil.

He’s the “They asked for no pickles” of the pair.

Orders things for the two of you, however, does push you to try to order sometimes. For your own good, honestly.

Definitely would try to get you to some stuff outside of your comfort zone so you could be a little less shy.

Overall : life is more peaceful. 

Other than Nendo randomly visiting your house occasionally, Saiki wishes he could hear that guy’s thoughts so he could teleport the two of you somewhere else…

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Hi there!! I've been pretty stressed lately, so can you write something where Yaku's s/o is struggling in their favorite class for the first time and is really stressed out about it because normally they're an expert in that class?? Thank you so much I hope you have a wonderful day!!

i apologise for taking such a long time! due to some irl issues, I was inable to properly upload this!! Hopefully this'll come out on Nov 2nd, if I did it properly... Enjoy!!!

Melt your stress away

Yaku x Reader SUMMARY: Yaku's s/o is struggling in their favourite class for the first time and is really stressed out about it because normally they're an expert in that class.

WORD COUNT: 1.5k

Sitting down at the table in a study room you and your boyfriend— Yaku— decided to reserve, you stared down at your paper with a mixed bag of feelings upon your shoulders. Yaku had stepped out to get some drinks from a nearby vending machine so you guys could get a bit of a break from studying. You insisted on staying in the room, despite his protests for you to take a bit of air, however, he didn’t push you to leave. He never was pushy, he just sighed in defeat and nodded. Dramatically leaving the room to make sure you didn’t feel guilty about denying, you had your own comforts after all.

However, it’s been a good hour or two since you guys began studying for your exams that were coming soon in a few months— better be safe than sorry, honestly—, and you started studying your favourite subject around 20 minutes ago. However ever since you started studying it today, you couldn’t push yourself to actually highlight or note down anything about it. It was as if it just… didn’t make sense to you.

Why the hell did it not make sense to you?

You gulp down as you stare at the paper, truth be told, you recently got a test back from your teacher, and the results were below your average. You used to excel in that subject, hell, you probably were one of the top students in your class with how quick you could understand topics and apply it to the tests.

Involuntarily, you could feel your eyes water up. Your hand clenching around the pen in your hand. You’ve honestly been pushing down your emotions when your results came back. You just laughed it off when your friends asked if you got your usual grade and nodded, feeling awful for having lied but at the same time… Did you really want to tell them the truth?

You heard the door creak open, Yaku having used his elbow to push the handle down so the door opened. 

“I brought some (favourite drink) for you, (name)!” Yaku smiled, setting down the drink next to where your hand was. However, he noticed the tense atmosphere immediately: mainly by seeing how your head was still staring at the paper, and how tight you were gripping your pen. 

“Hey, (name)…?” Yaku whispered, lowering his tone just in case you might be having a migraine, or a headache. He slowly put his hand on your shoulder, not squeezing it or anything. He just rested his hand there.

You looked up at him from your seat, you must’ve zoned out while thinking of everything. However, Yaku’s eyes widened slightly before they returned to normal. Both his hands slowly moved upwards to cup your face, his left hand’s thumb rubbing against your cheek in a comforting manner. 

“What’s wrong, my dear?” Yaku quietly asked, maintaining eye contact with you. He’s been your partner for long enough to realise that you’re stressing over something again, he’s already got a few ideas since you guys were just studying. 

Your eyes drifted to the side, your lips twitching down slightly. You felt like crying, and it felt a bit humiliating too, crying over this. However, you knew pushing your emotions down would lead to this eventually. So you tell him about how you’re beginning to lose your spark with (class), it’s confusing and stressing you out because you don’t get how you could be great in a subject and suddenly you’re struggling. You couldn’t even annotate anything on the study sheet you two printed out!

Yaku found himself familiar with that type of feeling you told him about. He slowly pulled your head towards his midsection to hug you. Brushing his fingers through your hair and if you had tied up your hair, he made sure to untie it so your scalp doesn’t hurt later on for having a consistent hairstyle for a while.

“It happens to everyone, (name), and I understand how stressed you are. It must be so stressful, right? Gosh. You shouldn’t cry over this, you’re such a smart person. If you’re struggling and can’t find yourself asking the teacher, you can always ask me for help, you know I’ll always help.” Yaku whispered to you, threading his fingers through your hair to help you relax. In all honesty, the physical affection did help. That lump in your throat slowly went away as you two stayed like that for a good minute or two.

“How about we pack up for tonight and take a little stroll? We can get ice cream~” Your boyfriend stretched out the last syllable, fixing your hair as he pulled you away from the hug. His hands on your shoulders as he shook you slightly to playfully encourage you to take a break from studying for today. You hesitated to answer his offer, the both of you staring at each other, but you eventually agreed after weighing out the pros and cons. It’ll be nice to have a bit of a break.

“Alright then. I'll pack everything up, and I'll meet you outside, okay?” Yaku told you, insinuating for you to go out first and take a breather. You agreed to do so, grabbing your jacket and putting it on. Giving him a small ‘I’ll wait for you.’ before you left. 

You waited outside the entrance of the building, gazing upon the stars. You guys had been hanging out all day. You didn’t notice how much time passed, actually. It was always fun to be with Yaku, he was always joyful around you. 

Yaku came out of the building, calling your name out as he had his bag on, wearing yours on his front. He was carrying both bags, in short. Your eyes widened and you ushered to grab the bag but he gently slapped your hand off.

“Let me, it’ll lift some weight off of your shoulders.” Yaku told, smiling widely at the small joke he slipped in, it was a rare sight to see him slip jokes into his speech. You remember him telling you about one of his volleyball teammates doing it whenever they spoke up. Guess they had some influence on Morisuke. 

He grabbed your hand and the two of you began walking on the sidewalk, only after you made him reassure you that he wasn’t going to topple over with how heavy the bags are. Laughing at your concern, he bumped his hips against yours from the side, with little to no force so you didn’t stumble over your feet.

“Don’t worry, I’ll be just fine!” Yaku reassured, squeezing your hand in a comforting manner. “Let’s get some ice cream, it’s a nice night for a treat, right?” He suggested, smiling brightly at you.

“Yeah… Sure! I haven’t had some in ages, honestly, it’s driving me crazy.” You complained, scratching your chin with your free hand; seeming happy with grabbing some ice cream. You began to slightly swing your hands back and forth with Yaku, the ambience around the two of you growing to be much more relaxing than in the study rooms.

The ice cream shop wasn’t too far from the building the two of you left, but it seemed to be closing soon as it was one of those ice cream shops that started in the morning and closed at early evening in order to restock flavours and toppings. It was extremely popular, so it made sense.

The two of you began to speed walk— or started borderline running— towards the shop, giggling as Yaku struggled not to topple over with the bags that had different weights. The two of you were huffing by the time you reached. Yaku patted your back as he crouched down, almost falling over again, and regained his breath.

You took that as a sign to order for the both of you.

“Hi, could I have one (favourite flavour) and one…” Your eyes scanned over the glass protecting the ice cream, looking if Yaku’s favourite flavour was still in stock. “Oh! And one cookies and cream.” You looked back up, meeting the seller’s eyes. She nodded and got to work with your ice creams. She asked if the two of you would like any toppings, which you denied.

Yaku suddenly stood up, stating he’s fine now. His timing was interesting, he got up right before you were about to pay for the ice cream. 

“I’ll pay, my treat.” Morisuke gently pushed your hand away from paying, pulling out his own money and paying for the both of you. 

You smiled at the gesture. He noticed, and smiled back. Handing you the ice cream once the cashier confirmed it was the right amount of money. The two of you walked towards a bench and sat down.

The two of you began in silence, but eventually: began talking about a variety of things. From simple things around you to laughing about stupid shit the both of you used to do. You hadn’t even noticed that the stress that weighed upon your shoulders finally disappeared.

But your boyfriend did.

He didn’t mention it though, he only held your hand and kept laughing about a joke you made about how he got hit by a volleyball when the two of you kept talking, having pulled him away from practice to simply chat that day. 

The night remained bright, the stars surrounding the moon gleamed brighter: affected by the joy the pair of you brought.

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sometimes, in order to live laugh love, you have to chug. ALSO I LOOOOVE KIYOKO AND TANAKA LIKE <33!! i'm their biggest fan trust. EXTRA:

ORIGINAL PICTURE USED AS A BASE!!

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Did you get a request? It's headcanons for Adult! Saiki with shy gn s/o. Thanks!

Yes I did! Thanks for the request!! It’ll be coming soon <3

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Do you do scenarios or headcanons? If so, how many characters can we request for scenarios or headcanons? Would you do the same prompt with different characters? Can we request for male reader, female reader, gender neutral reader, etc? Are there any characters you won't do in each fandom? Can we request characters from different fandoms in a request? Would you accept a request about a character reacting to reader who's suicidal? Do you do poly ships x reader? Would you mind if we request for Alternate Universes or Aus like AU where the character lives happily? Would you age up characters? Can we check with you if you received our requests? Thank you in advance!

Hiya!! Here to answer your questions!!

I do both! Happy to do headcanons, drabbles, scenarios, reader-suggested serieses, anything really!!

For a headcanon/scenarios, currently I’m good with 5-7 characters for headcanons! And for scenarios, I’d say 3-5!

I will happily do the same prompt for multiple characters! It’s super fun for me to write things in different perspectives.

Im happy to do female and GN readers, but unfortunately I don’t normally do male readers, which I heavily apologize for! I’ll try improve on it first because occasionally it does feel strange, but this might be changed in the future!!

I’ll write for literally any character! Except for the problematic ones like Teruhashi’s brother, if there’s any characters I’m uncomfortable with, I’ll let the asker know!!

Yes, you can ask for multiple fandoms in one request!

I can and will write about characters reacting to a suicidal reader, however it may take a bit for those requests as I like to thoroughly research about symptoms, causes and effects about each difficulty a person has.

I apologize but no, I do not do poly x readers. This is because I’m not experienced personally about poly relationships, ‘nor do I understand certain aspects about it no matter how much I search about it.

I love AUs, so yes, you may request for an AU version X reader, I love those! Just put a bit of detail in it so I understand what type of AU it is. ❤️

Aging up characters are totally fine as long as they’re not being requested for smut/nsfw requests. Again, I can write suggestive but not straight up smut. But anyways, aging up is totally fine by me as long as it’s not for something nsfw!!

And definitely, you can! I recommend sending another ask in the inbox as due to some spam/scammers flooding my DMs, I have closed my DMs.. But I check my inbox daily! So just brief your previous request and ask if I’ve received it, I’ll confirm! — Though, I may open my DMs again someday, I’ll keep you updated if I do!! ^^

Thank you for asking a lot of questions! This helped me to also clear up what I could and couldn’t write personally, if you have more questions, please ask right away!! ❤️❤️

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hii!! could you write anything fluff related with rengoku?? thank you so much in advance! 💓

of course! thank you for the request!! ❤️ Apologies for taking so long!! 🙏

Umai..? — UMAI!!

Rengoku x Reader — Fluff

SUMMARY: in which you finally get some time to eat a meal with an old friend of yours.

WORD COUNT: 2.3K

It was a slow day today, mainly because you didn’t have a mission today. It was weird, in all honesty. You often were out completing more missions than the average slayer per day, and suddenly you don’t have a single mission? Huffing, you scratch your head in irritation of what’s possibly going on, seriously: you might hate demons or whatever, but you don’t hate money.

The day itself wasn’t that bad, the sun was shining and birds all around were having a delightful conversation: except for maybe one or two, they seemed to be having an argument… Kasugai crows, they’re either a blessing or a curse to your life. Which reminded you of something, these crows don’t take as long as the normal messenger pigeon, getting messages around asap. You looked to where your own crow was perched, clicking your tongue a few times to grab their attention. Noticing your dire need for them, they flew over and huffed, similarly to how you did so earlier. 

“Do you think we could head over to the Rengoku Estate?” You asked, scratching the underside of their chin. The crow hummed before waiting for you to continue on. “Perhaps I could send a letter?” You suggested once more, to which the bird happily nodded towards. 

A letter… That couldn’t be too hard to write! You weren’t often on the giving side of letters, more often on the receiving side. Mashing up words onto a piece of paper wasn’t really something you had time for, anyway.

You notice that there’s a nearby inn, as you were on a walk with nothing to do earlier, and quickly entered it. Thankfully it was one that was slayer-inclusive, quickly thanking the innkeeper, you settle down and get to writing. You wondered why your left arm kept throbbing, though. You recall hitting it during a fight but never paid too much attention to it due to the urge to keep fighting throughout the past few days. Shrugging, you kept thinking, what to write?

To the Rengoku Family— Already a bit odd. You knew of Kyojurou’s father and his changes, you didn’t really want to include him in this.

Dear Kyojurou— A bit personal? First names were taken seriously, what if Shinjuro or Kyojurou’s adorable little brother opened the letter, instead? They’d jump into conclusions, especially that drunkard. He had nothing much to do, you suppose. Dead wife, dead life. 

You mentally slapped yourself for that, shaking your head. You quietly muttered an apology to Kyojurou’s mother, before continuing your letter.

To the Rengoku siblings— Inclusive to the ones you liked. Nothing personal and nothing that included the drunkard. You continued on.

To the Rengoku siblings, 

I hope this letter finds you in good health, It’s been a while since we’ve all met together, and I’d like to propose a meeting for us to greet and talk as it’ll be nice seeing you both. 

If Kyojurou is off on a mission, I am still more than happy to spend time with Senjurou, you both are enjoyable to be around after all. 

Please don’t rush your decision, and let me know within two days whether you’d like to accept or decline my arrival. 

Live long, (Full name).

You placed a harsh dot at the end, cringing at how oddly worded it was, but at the same time you gave barely more than half a fuck about how to write letters properly. Clicking your tongue, like you did before, your bird hopped over to collect your rolled up letter: placing it into it’s small carrier under their neck. You gave the bird a small peck on the head, storing wisteria in their locket as you changed it out weekly, just to make sure they stayed safe.

Demons would do anything for more information on slayers.

The crow bid you farewell, returning the peck to your hand, softly given. Stretching, you took the clothes the old woman gave you earlier and changed into it, your arm still bothering you. You debated on asking for a doctor, but decided you’ll ask tomorrow or see one in town. 

After a hearty meal and a few hours of leg exercises, you decide to tuck yourself into bed, expecting your bird to come back the next morning. After all, you were far out. However, a knock at your room’s door caught your attention, blinking a few times: your heart began to race. 

It wasn’t uncommon for a demon to knock to seem friendly, before attacking the person inside of their room. It was apart of their game. They were natural hunters. You gulped, standing up and trying to listen for any abnormal sounds, grabbing your nichirin sword and holding it tight. You slammed the door open—

Just to be met by a terrified doctor’s face.

You sighed in relief, the doctor realizing that they may have scared you and apologizing. Apparently it’s normal for these type of inns to get doctors to check slayers within the first day of rest. So, you allowed for the doctor to look you over, deciding you might as well mention the issue with your left arm. Turns out, it was fractured due to the previous demon. You cursed them out mentally, demons always caused you inconveniences, more than humans themselves…

Suddenly, tapping on the window was heard. You whipped your head around, almost knocking down the doctor. You were met with the sight of your crow back so soon, a new letter in their carrier. You could tell, as there was the Rengoku signature stamped onto the edge of the paper. 

You pardoned yourself from your checkup, your doctor just muttering something about overly rash slayers. But excused you, telling that all you need was some medicine that he’ll give in the morning, and leaving. Most likely fed up by you.

You didn’t care though.

“Hi there buddy, what’d you get for me, hm? Did you convince the Rengoku siblings to let me come with those beady eyes of yours for me? Hmm?” You cooed at the bird, petting them as you opened the small carrier on their collar. You carefully opened the letter, and proceeded to read.

To my dearest, (Name),

It’s most definitely a pleasure to hear from you after multiple long months! The Rengoku Estate would be delighted to have you come here after so long, so please meet soon! If possible, tomorrow! Senjurou has mentioned you many times in your absence, however he is a bit busy with the butterfly sisters in assisting some people! If it doesn’t clash with any of your upcoming missions, may you stay for a day or two? 

Your best buddy,

Kyojurou Rengoku.

P.S. I’ve fed Funimobu and added much more wisteria to his stock! I’m sure he’s still full, if not, then that crow surely is like us! Haha! 

You found yourself smiling at his letter, laying back down on your bed on the floor. You grinned to yourself, you were finally meeting Kyojurou Rengoku after so long, and he’s invited you to stay over at his home. 

You looked to where your bird was, and to no surprise: he was fast asleep.

You decided to do the same, you had a big journey tomorrow.

You had woken up early, as planned, and were happily on your way to the estate. You didn’t exactly grow up in the Rengoku Estate, but you did visit often which was because your families were well acquainted due to your ancestor’s friendship, or that’s what you were told. You partially didn’t believe it, friendships couldn’t last that long. However, it filled in the gap of why your families were so close. So you never bothered too much about it.

It took a couple of hours to travel to the estate, and god were you exhausted. But you still haven’t received a new mission, which began to concern you even further. Why has there been a lack of missions? Has something happened to the master? Did all demons suddenly disappear?

You really couldn’t put your finger on it, there was a lingering feeling in your stomach that there was something wrong.

However, all those feelings went away as soon as the sight of the Rengoku estate washed over your sight, your breath having been taken away by the nostalgia of the estate. It really did feel like it’s been a long time.

Staring at the shoji doors, you knocked harshly onto the wood. Before proceeding to yell:

“Excuse me! Are any of the Rengokus inside? It’s (full name)!”

You could already hear footsteps halfway through your yelling, no doubt your partially deaf friend rushing to open the entrance and see you. He was good at being quiet, having years of practice, so it was obvious he was being loud on purpose to let you know he was the one opening the door. 

That, or you’ve memorised their footsteps and you’re just bargaining with yourself.

In contrast to the man’s loud footsteps, the entrance to the estate softly opened. You (raise/lower) your head, your eyes meeting with bright and curious colours. Kyojurou Rengoku’s eyes. You grin, Kyojurou quickly matching your joy. 

“(First name)! You’re just on time! I’ve finally mastered the perfect bento box combination!” Kyojurou exclaimed, he sounded loud to others: but to him? He sounded as if he was speaking normally. He was hard of hearing due to a demon that had a certain blood demon art that almost turned him deaf. Hence, his loud tone.

However, you didn’t mind.

You never minded when it came to Kyojurou. He was a pure soul.

“Really? Perfect, I was getting hungry!” You matched Kyojurou’s enthusiasm, his volume too. He heard you perfectly and smiled even wider, his smile similar to an owl's general expression. It brought you warmth.

“Very good! It is wonderful to see your hunger hasn’t died down, (Name)! It truly satiates my worries, we have not seen each other for a good amount of time, that is true, no?” Kyojurou started a conversation immediately, allowing you to follow him throughout his home. Senjurou’s sweeping was unheard of, as his presence was absent. 

“That’s true. It eases me to see you doing so well, Kyojurou! You haven’t changed a bit.” You smiled, seeing the skin on his face somehow untouched. Yours, however, had a few scabs and scars. Your body too. However, it never bothered you too much. You knew it would happen.

“Hahaha! I’m glad my unchanging form relaxes you. You can sit outside, I’ve set up a mat for us to sit and eat on!” Kyojurou stopped near the kitchen, letting you take a step in front of him so he could easily pat your lower back. Encouraging you to go to the back porch. 

Nodding, you did as he told you to. Opening the shoji doors that led outside, being met with the sight of a well decorated area. There was a mat, a tea set, wooden circles built to keep any hot dishes on top of it, and two cushions set for the both of you. Smiling, you set your shoes aside and carefully sat down, fixing your (skirt/pants) so you looked a bit presentable despite your tired body begging you to just not care.

You stared at his garden, the flowers and trees as strong and youthful as they seemed back when you were a child. You heard shuffling, sometimes you could barely hear people talk— for reasons you were unsure of— but you could pick up on little noises or faraway conversations easily. 

Kyojurou sat down next to you, his legs tucked under his body in a respectful manner. Having set down the dishes, he looked at you.

“I hope you still enjoy (favorite (sweet) dish), I put my entire soul into making it for you!” Kyojurou exclaimed, scooting the plate near you.

Your heart swelled as soon as you saw it. 

It’s been so long since you’ve eaten (dish), due to your consistent travels and missions and the lack of energy to even search for a shop that made that food after a mission. 

“Kyojurou…” Your voice wavered, smiling even wider.

“Eat up, (Name)!” He pets your head, his calloused hands standing out to you. He offered you chopsticks and let you eat at your own pace, the man himself eating heartily but not chewing loudly. 

However, that signature ‘UMAI!’ Of his could very easily heard. After all, he was literally shouting.

That didn’t really bother you though. That odd feeling earlier was washed away, thanks to him. And also thanks to the dish he made, you knew this took a long time to make, after all: he was awful at cooking dishes unless he kept trying a specific recipe over a hundred times. 

Your eyes softened at your food, then at him.

“Do you think the wind tries to tell us things that are important, but we’ve outgrown the language it uses for us to understand, (Name)?” Kyojurou asked out of the blue, his mouth full of food.

“I just want you to stop saying stupid shit, Kyojurou…” Sighing, you gobbled up the food he made. His voice continued to fill the silence. Eventually, he began asking— repeatedly— if you were going to stay the night, to which you reassured him— again, repeatedly— that yes, you were going to stay and see Senjurou the next day. However, he just kept asking every few minutes “Are you sure?” Just to pull an irritated reaction out of you.

Once you did, he laughed with all his might, even with you telling him it wasn’t even funny. 

The day stretched out, your laughs and giggles harmonising with Kyojurou’s bellowing laughs and comments. You really did miss this. And god, you were glad to have him near you. 

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I LOVE THIS SOOO MUCH!! ESPECIALLY TBE FACT THE TRIO’S DYNAMIC IS AS LIVELY AS EVER!!

plus this WOULD make sense since Fukunaga’s people skills need to improve.. perfect opportunity and aligns with how he’s a comedian in the future too.. people skills slowly develop and the captain role probably helped..

I love fukunaga..

Nekoma 2nd years in their 3rd year braindump

Captain - Fukunaga

Vice Captain - Tora

Despite his quiet nature Fukunaga gets chosen as captain and he's suprisingly good. He has a way of leading without saying much, he just stares at people and they somehow understand what he means. Besides that he's the best option by default, Tora's too quick-to-anger and Kenma would never take a job with that much responsibility. If either of them was in charge they'd fight constantly since Tora would run that shit like the millitary while Kenma would try way too little. Fukunaga's the perfect balance— he's respected by both his third-year peers, keeps the energy fun with his jokes (but still knows when to take things seriously), gets super into the game, and isn't afraid to douse troublemakers with a bucket of water. He also brings snacks.

As vice captain Tora's essentially Fukunaga's personal megaphone. He does 90% of the yelling, scolds first-years who interupt the coach, and is the go-to-guy for gathering up the team for huddles. Initially some of the new players doubt Fukunaga's captain skills and although Fukunaga himself isn't bothered Tora gets super defensive of him. A lot of shouting about respecting your upperclassmen and whatnot. He also has the tendency to rile himself up (the other teams like to provoke him) but Fukunaga knows how to keep him in check

Tora and Fukunaga insist that Kenma is “Honorary Captain” and convince the new members to call him that. Kenma hates it. He tried to stop them but by the first week it had already stuck. Despite his distaste towards the nickname Kenma's a cornerstone of Nekoma's leadership, he's the brain after all! He's still the strategic mastermind of the team and first-years often go to him for advice (much to his dismay). He doesn't love being relied on by so many people but he tries his best for Kuroo's sake (who he calls to rant to at least 4 times a week).

Fukunaga asked Kuroo to teach him the “We are blood” chant so he could continue the tradition, but the first time he tried it in an actual game he burst out laughing before getting through a single line. Then Tora—being way too intense as always—started yelling at him to do it right, which only made him laugh harder. In the end Kenma put aside his embarrasement and did the damn chant, just to get it over with. Tora and Fukunaga were so proud that they tried to hug him right there in the middle of the court. The whole thing was a mess.

On his last day as captain the first-years dump a bucket of water over Fukunaga's head. Karma at last.

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haikyuu: the dipshits ❤️ if u guys have any photo suggestions or stuff like this lmk..

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TO FORGIVE AND FORGET

REQUESTED BY: @princeasimdiya12 - "So for my request, can you write a oneshot where Izuku doesn't forgive Bakugou please? It happens after Bakugou's "apologizes" to Izuku in front of their class but Izuku refuses to accept before passing out. When they get to the dorms, he elaborates on why he won't forgive his tormentor in front of their class."

Thank you for your request! I hope you like this! <3 WORD COUNT: 2.0k words

The memory replayed in the freckled boy’s mind. The exact angle Bakugou bent his upper body towards Midoriya, the exact words he uttered towards the boy. The rain. But at the same time, it felt fake. The things around him felt fake, too. Was this set-up? Bakugou never really changed from middle school, it’s only been a year since middle school, how much could a person change within a year? Some to most people would label Midoriya’s mindset as “unheroic”. However, he’s being honest: how much could a person, who’s corrupted most of his childhood, change within a year? He’ll tell you the answer: Unless there was some sort of quirk that could permanently change someone’s personality: it would take years to change. Especially with a mindset like his.

“I’m sorry for everything I did.” 

Izuku only felt distrust and confusion.

Why now?--

Why would he apologise now? 

Midoriya’s eyes fluttered open, staring at the ceiling that saved him from the rain outside. The recent memory long forgotten as everything else overtook his senses. The plush of the mattress felt softer than normal, has it been that long that he’s forgotten the feeling of these beds? Inhaling felt like a chore, same with exhaling. However, Midoriya pushed himself to keep breathing. His eyes softened as he took in his surroundings: he was in his dorm, apparently. It felt too bright, for some reason. As the drowsiness slipped away from his body, he sat up.

He expected someone to be next to him, but instead he found a chair that was slightly wet. The colour of the seat and the backrest was darkened, meaning somebody must’ve been next to him this entire time. They only recently left. 

Midoriya’s entire body felt as though it’d collapse within seconds, but he used whatever remained of his strength to push his body backwards until it was flush against his bed. In an attempt to keep his mind busy, he tried to recall the dream he had.

Bakugou apologising.

His frown began to grow more prominent, he really didn’t like it. The apology. Did the blond expect him to tell him that years of burdens weighed upon his shoulders, words that drove him to the brink of doing insane things to prove those phrases wrong, and the mentality he ruined were all okay and that he’d forget about it? Forgive and forget all of it?

Izuku looked down at his hands.

He was still in the same clothes he was in when he was outside, he smelled a bit odd. He probably should take a shower when he gets his strength back. However, his clothes felt drier than they did earlier. He didn’t like the sticky feeling that clothes gave him when they were wet. 

The door creaked open, two people talking as the gap between the door and it’s frame widened. Izuku looked up and spotted Kirishima wrapping a white bandana around his head while a towel rested upon his shoulders, Denki following behind him with hair clips in his hair. They seemed to be talking about what to do with all this drama, making it a light-hearted joke to lighten up the mood between them. 

However, the moment they spotted Izuku sitting up on the bed, they both froze. Although, it took barely a few seconds for them to snap back into it, Denki rushing to the edge of Izuku’s bed, Kirishima calling for Uraraka to ask if there’s any food left over for Midoriya. 

“Good god, man! You’re finally awake, sleeping after making such a scene with Kacchan is such a powerful move, dude!” Denki blurted, his grin widening as Izuku raised an eyebrow at his attitude. Kirishima shuffled to punch Kaminari’s shoulder to tell him to calm down, chuckling.

“Are you okay, man? You slept for a while. Kinda got scared that you died in your sleep or something, haha!” Kirishima jokes, moving to pat Midoriya’s back softly to let him know he’s here. It felt tense within the dorms, especially after Bakugou apologising to Midoriya and the latter falling into a deep sleep. Hell, Kirishima hasn’t seen Bakugou so vulnerable before, especially in the rain. 

The redhead remembers how Bakugou had told him that he absolutely hated how the rain felt on him. It ended up becoming a joke within the little group that included his friends, but he knew the blond meant it. His eyes drifted down to Midoriya’s hands, how the boy fiddled with them when he thought about something.

“Hey–” Kirishima was quickly cut off by Mineta’s urge to kick the door open, somehow with his tiny height. Mineta moved around so he could be face to face with Midoriya, grabbing the boy’s shoulders as he stood on a stool to seem more dramatic. 

“What the hell was that!? I got a ton of questions for you, how could you easily reject that hothead’s apology, greenie!? How were you not scared of being sent to hell by the man himself!?--” Mineta screamed, shaking the injured boy as much as he could. To which Denki called Sero to tape the boy up, obviously concerned over Midoriya getting overwhelmed. 

The room stood silent as Kirishima wiped off any droplets of water off his face with the towel he had, Sero tying a bow as he finished tying up Mineta and Denki biting his nail as he had to stop himself from asking the question they all wanted to ask.

Midoriya, however, wanted to go back to sleep. Seriously…

Was him rejecting Bakugou’s apology something to make such a big fuss about?

Izuku thought about it for a second, before sighing. Yeah… Yeah, it was. 

“Alright I can’t do this anymore!! Why did you reject his apology? I’m curious, man! What was that phrase!? Curiosity killed the cat– but satisfaction brought it back, I’m the cat man, tell me!” Denki cried, tugging at his own hair softly to emphasise his need to know what the hell went wrong. 

Kirishima stared at Denki, but slowly looked over to Midoriya. Saying nothing, but it was obvious he was curious too.

“I might as well listen too, you always have a good reason to do stuff, Midoriya. So what happened?” Sero butted in, squatting and sitting next to a silent Mineta, who frantically nodded as best as he could. 

The green-haired boy sat there, still and silent. He opened his mouth once, twice, and managed to pull out only a singular word.

“Change..?” Midoriya began, though it sounded more like a question than an answer to what they were curious about. Izuku bit his lip and scratched his neck. “I suppose, ah.. It’s… Unnatural.” That’s what caught their attention,

‘Unnatural’.

“Ehh..? Unnatural? What’s that supposed to mean?” Kirishima spoke up, sitting down on the edge of the boy’s bed. Denki was happy with standing, playing with a hairclip he took out of his hand.

“I don’t know… Don’t you find it weird…?” Izuku sighed, feeling guilty as he let the words he’s been thinking of this entire time out. He gulped down the guilt and fear of other’s opinions, he knew this was the best choice. Not forgiving him. 

“I get he’s changing, I mean, we all are, right? We’re becoming heroes and that’s amazing! But– It’s been barely a year, and we’ve gone through so much, and things might be a bit difficult for some of us, but for Kacchan to… Apologise about everything he’s done to me doesn’t feel like enough.” Midoriya explained, looking back down at his calloused hands, the same hands which carried the weight of others' opinions, the same ones that he’s used to save multiples, to fight. 

“He’s done so much. How could I say ‘it's okay’? How can I say ‘I'm sorry, too.’? How could I say that to a person like him? Nobody…” He paused, debating on genuinely saying this outloud. “Nobody can change that quickly, can they…?” Midoriya muttered, picking at the dead skin around his nails. 

Kirishima looked down at his own feet, black and white socks covering them, biting the inner part of his cheek as he mulled over Midoriya’s words, Sero seemed to understand, whilst Denki processed it all: nodding slowly. 

“You saw him. You’re friends with Kacchan now, right? He’s never changed. I know, he will one day, maybe. But that's in the future– it doesn’t feel right now.” Midoriya stopped talking, feeling as though he’s blurted too much again. Nobody really spoke, until Denki walked towards Midoriya and ruffled his hair. 

“Yeah.” Denki sighed, scratching his chin. “I guess I kind of get it, man. Hard to get over it.” He crossed his arms and shook his head, Sero following suit: before walking towards Midoriya and patting the boy’s back. 

“It’s your thing, we don’t really get to choose how you feel, man.” Sero shrugged, deciding it’s not his place to really say anything. He wasn’t incredibly close to Midoriya, having his own circle he interacted with most. Though, he decided it was a good idea to drag Mineta out of here, so he did so. Leaving.

Kirishima, though. He didn’t say anything for a few minutes, hell, even Denki had to stop himself from grabbing the man: mainly because he could tell he wanted to say something.

“Haha, i’ll go make sure nobody’s eating all your food, man! I bet Ojiro’s gonna knock most of it down by accident!” Denki exclaimed, waving happily to both of them and shutting the door.

Midoriya stared, confused at why Kirishima was so quiet.

“You know, I– get the whole ‘cant change’ thing, man. But why do you think he can’t..?” Kirishima spoke up, finally looking Midoriya in the eyes as he swallowed down the words he wanted to ask: ‘Do you think nobody can change, even if they tried hard enough?’, he couldn’t ask that. This wasn’t about him, but his friend.

Midoriya’s bottom lip quivered as he sighed right after, scratching his head. Eugh, he really has to wash his hair. It’s sort of stiff.

“Kacchan isn’t the best person.” Midoriya muttered, “He has a lot of potential, he can become a hero, but that won’t… Excuse anything he does. He can’t say ‘sorry’ and be done with it, Kirishima. It doesn’t work like that. He– he tormented me. It feels dramatic, I can be dramatic sometimes, but Kirishima…” He trailed off, leaning into the back of the bed frame. He couldn’t find the words he wanted to say, he knew Kirishima and Bakugou’s bond was special, the boy having made the blond a slightly better person over the months, but he couldn’t find anything to say about the blond, to reassure him that maybe, just maybe they could grow close one day.

“Nah. I get it, man.” Kirishima sighed, getting up. He stretched his legs and popped his spine, smiling at Midoriya. “I was just curious, you’ve got your reasons. It was real manly of you to express yourself, instead of just saying that it was fine and getting it over with! Good on you, dude.” Kirishima grinned, his smile faltering as he heard someone– most likely Denki or Mineta– screaming, eyeing the door before looking back at Midoriya. “You wanna join us, man? It might help you to talk to some more people.” He suggested, offering a hand.

Midoriya smiled, shifting around in bed. His legs dangling off the bed, using Kirishima’s hand to pull himself up. Kirishima made sure to hold Izuku’s upper arm to stabilise him, the latter not shaking him off. 

“That’ll be nice.” Izuku agreed, allowing Kirishima to help him out of his room. However, he noticed a blond head of hair disappear into the stairwell. Izuku stared at the spot for a while, before walking with Kirishima towards the stairwell to reach the lounge at the ground floor. 

Midoriya chewed his inner cheek.

Maybe one day he could forgive him, but he doubts it.

It's too much to forgive, and the burdens that weighed upon his shoulders in the past were hard to forget.

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So for my request, can you write a oneshot where Izuku doesn't forgive Bakugou please? It happens after Bakugou's "apologizes" to Izuku in front of their class but Izuku refuses to accept before passing out. When they get to the dorms, he elaborates on why he won't forgive his tormentor in front of their class.

What do you think? Also, this isn't meant to be ship related at all.

Sounds good!! I really like this idea too!!!! Thanks for the request, I'll get to it as soon as possible!

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THE MASTERLIST

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♡ - romance ✮ - angst ୨୧ - fluff

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HAIKYUU!!

Melt your stress away [Yaku x Reader] ♡ ୨୧

Good cop, bad cop. [Kuroo x Reader] ♡ ୨୧

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JUJUTSU KAISEN

coming soon...

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DEMON SLAYER

Umai..? — UMAI!! [R.K x Reader] ୨୧

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OURAN HIGH-SCHOOL HOST CLUB

coming soon...

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MY HERO ACADEMIA

To Forgive And Forget [BK-DK] ✮୨୧

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UNDERTALE & AUs

coming soon...

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DELTARUNE

coming soon...

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OMORI

coming soon...

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SAIKI K

Adult!Saiki x Shy-Reader [HCs] ୨୧♡

Adult!Saiki and Foreign-Reader [HCs] ୨୧

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➜➜➜ YOU'VE GOT MAIL!!~✿

Hi! I'm Pluto, i'm a new writer on tumblr! This post is to learn more about me and what I'll post!

MASTERLIST

WHAT FANDOMS WILL YOU WRITE FOR?

- KNY (Demon Slayer) - JJK (Jujutsu Kaisen) - Haikyuu!! - OHSHC (Ouran High-School Host Club) - Undertale & AUs - Deltarune - OMORI - Saiki K and way more, I'm happy to research about fandoms you want me to write for! Criticism is always welcome, too!

WHAT WILL YOU NOT WRITE?

Anything sexual. I'm fine with making characters flirty, making crude jokes, implying sexual acts but writing it out isn't something i'm comfortable with. And also, writing proships. I'd never do it. So please don't beg for anything like these!

WHAT WILL YOU WRITE, THEN?

Angst, fluff, x readers, character x characters (as long as it's legal), gore, etc. I will also write heavy topics, but i'll be sure to put a warning beforehand on each post if there's any heavy topics!