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Cinderella

synopsis:- This is the story of Cinder-Isagi, or well, just Isagi because that name just didn't stick, and his princess who definitely needs supervision. Fantasy AU!

warnings:- fluff, crack, only partly proofread, sfw, ego is his own warning

a/n:- most of the stories will be in this format, where it isn't exactly in the readers POV and it isn't obvious to characters that the reader is not from that world.

dividers by @/strangergraphics

Once upon a time, in a land far, far away, lived a somewhat kind-hearted boy named Isagi Yoichi.

He was sweet, sometimes patient, and was exceptionally talented at throwing slurs at stubborn weeds.

Isagi doesn't remember where his parents are or what happened to them, just that they left him behind with three step-brothers. The first was Bartholomew, who believed that deodorant was a government scam. Then came Chadwick, who once tried to marry a goat for tax reasons. And Todd, who was...well, just Todd. No one really knew what Todd's deal was.

They made poor ol' Isagi cook, clean, braid Chadwick's back hair, and they even made him rearrange Todd's emotional support rock collection about twice a day. It was pure torture.

Isagi's only peace was his garden. He talked to the flowers. He named the bees. Once, he cried when a caterpillar turned into a butterfly. Total soft boy energy.

Meanwhile, you, the land's beloved and slightly eccentric princess, had a reputation for being uncontrollable, accidentally charming, and fairly good at climbing trees. Legend has it you had a bad habit of throwing yourself out of the palace gardens and escaping the royal grind.

The palace guards had given up trying to stop you from leaving. One once said that he didn't get paid enough for your bullshit.

You claimed it was for 'diplomacy', but really, you just liked bothering random townspeople and climbing random trees to be 'the highest in the room' because apparently you were 'on some Travis Scott shit'.

Which is kind of how you ended up in Isagi's tree.

Isagi was humming to himself, peacefully watering his petunias, when a branch snapped and a foot landed in his rose bush.

He shrieked, partly because he was startled, partly because his roses, goddammit!

"Hi!" You grinned, hanging upside down from the tree in a way that kind of impressed him.

"Oh wow! Are those marigolds? Are they magical or something?!"

"These are petunias, you uncultured [redacted]."

You didn't take any offense to it, instead opting to land on the ground with little to no grace.

"What are you doing in my garden?" asked the boy.

"Why are you in your garden?"

"...I live here??"

"Okay, fair."

You told him your name. He told you his. He also asked you to not steal his bees.

You kept coming back.

Once in a wheelbarrow. (Don't ask)

Once riding a goat named Kevin. (Please, don't ask)

Once disguised as a travelling wizard. ("I cast... vibes.")

Isagi would flinch everytime he saw movement in the bushes.

"Oh no, it's you again."

"Rude. I brought soup."

"That's seasoned hot water."

"I call it a 'uni struggle meal'."

You, being the oh so kindhearted princess you were, not that he knew, offered to help him with chores once. You made everything worse. He kindly asked you to never 'help' again.

But he laughed with you. A lot. And it takes a load of charisma to make bad jokes land, so that's kind of a big deal.

You made him feel as if maybe life wasn't all step-brothers and scrubbing.

You never told him you were royalty. Mostly because it was funnier that way. And also because chaos is romantic.

Once, Isagi and you were sitting in a field of wildflowers.

A peaceful silence had settled upon the two of you, along with the warm sunshine that made everything seem as if out of a fairytale, probably because you were in a fairytale.

"You know," you started, throwing pebbles at a tree, "if I wasn't the—uh— person that I am, I think I'd live in a cottage like this. Grow potatoes. Be mysterious. The whole thing."

"Potatoes are loud," Isagi said, trying to be deep. "They have opinions."

"...What?"

"...What?"

You looked at him. He looked at you.

Your fingers accidentally brushed. He blushed so hard he looked like a cute tomato.

"I should go," you said, tripping over a mushroom. "Not because I got flustered. Just. The wind told me to."

You left. Backflipped over a fence. Knocked over a rake. Classic exit.

Then came the Royal Moonlight Ball, with the dress code of 'whatever slaps'.

Everyone was invited to see who would win your hand in... something. No one was sure what. Not even you. There were rumors you would just spin around and point.

Isagi wanted to go so badly. Not because he wanted to win over the Princess or something. But because the invite said free snacks. And dancing seemed fun too. He would finally have the chance to hit the 'renegade'.

But Bartholomew, Chadwick, and Todd laughed at him. They said he wasn't cool enough.

Todd ate half of his invite, then Bartholomew burned it.

On the night of the ball, they locked him in the basement and went after ordering a medieval Uber.

Isagi sat in his room, looking every bit of melancholy-turned-human. He didn't cry, which is a lie. A tear did, admittedly, fall down his cheek.

But just as he was giving up, a flash of light and aggressive violin music filled the room.

A floating figure descended, covered in glitter and wearing a cloak made of spreadsheets.

"300 of you all—wait, wrong story." The figure cleared his throat.

"ISAGI YOICHI," the guy boomed, "YOU ARE NOW UNDER THE SUPERVISION OF ME, EGO JINPACHI, YOUR FAIRY GODSOMETHING."

"...Fairy Godmother?"

"I prefer 'Tactical Glam Wizard."

Anyways, after hearing the Isagi had no fits, Ego flicked his clipboard and conjured up a dark blue suit that slayed, embroidered with constellations and judgement.

He also conjured up a majestic carriage, which was pulled by four very musclar possums.

Lastly, he gave Isagi a pair of glass cleats with built-in padding and arch support.

"Be back by midnight or turn into a jellyfish," was the last thing Ego said before he disappeared.

You were standing on the top of the staircase, halfway through a croissant, when you saw him.

Sparkly. Blushy. Mildly terrified. Truly in his element.

You almost dropped you croissant.

You threw three nobles out of the way and ran to him.

"OH MY GOD, YOU MADE IT!"

Isagi panicked. "Hi. Hello. Wussup? Why do you look rich? Is this a trap?"

":)"

The two of you danced. Awkwardly.

You said he looked fine as hell. He blurted out that your sleeves looked flammable. It was perfect.

But then, midnight came.

He gasped. "SORRY BUT IM NOT A JELLYFISH KINDA GUY!" he shouted out as he bolted the fuck outta there.

He left behind a glass cleat.

You picked it up, dazed and in love.

"...Damn."

The next morning, you announced a kingdom-wide cleat tour. Anyone who fit the shoe would marry you. Or get free snacks. You were open to negotiation.

While, yes, you did remember his name and his face, not to mention you knew where he lived, you had to make sure you let everyone try the shoe, to stay true to the original story.

Finally, after a full day of stenching feet, you arrived at Isagi's house.

Bartholomew tried it on his hand.

Chadwick got the wrong idea and put it on Todd.

Todd just screamed.

Then came Isagi.

Obviously, the glass cleat fit.

You grinned.

"Wanna move into my castle and grow emotionally with me?"

"I— you know what? Hell yeah."

"Yay!"

You still climb trees. He still screams.

You're in love. It's weird. It's wonderful.

And they all lived crackily ever after.

The End.

taglist:- @jeonwiixard @lizbix @alexisjusthere @saeyari @pinkymangacaps @sleepy-waffle

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Cinderella

synopsis:- This is the story of Cinder-Isagi, or well, just Isagi because that name just didn't stick, and his princess who definitely needs supervision. Fantasy AU!

warnings:- fluff, crack, only partly proofread, sfw, ego is his own warning

a/n:- most of the stories will be in this format, where it isn't exactly in the readers POV and it isn't obvious to characters that the reader is not from that world.

dividers by @/strangergraphics

Once upon a time, in a land far, far away, lived a somewhat kind-hearted boy named Isagi Yoichi.

He was sweet, sometimes patient, and was exceptionally talented at throwing slurs at stubborn weeds.

Isagi doesn't remember where his parents are or what happened to them, just that they left him behind with three step-brothers. The first was Bartholomew, who believed that deodorant was a government scam. Then came Chadwick, who once tried to marry a goat for tax reasons. And Todd, who was...well, just Todd. No one really knew what Todd's deal was.

They made poor ol' Isagi cook, clean, braid Chadwick's back hair, and they even made him rearrange Todd's emotional support rock collection about twice a day. It was pure torture.

Isagi's only peace was his garden. He talked to the flowers. He named the bees. Once, he cried when a caterpillar turned into a butterfly. Total soft boy energy.

Meanwhile, you, the land's beloved and slightly eccentric princess, had a reputation for being uncontrollable, accidentally charming, and fairly good at climbing trees. Legend has it you had a bad habit of throwing yourself out of the palace gardens and escaping the royal grind.

The palace guards had given up trying to stop you from leaving. One once said that he didn't get paid enough for your bullshit.

You claimed it was for 'diplomacy', but really, you just liked bothering random townspeople and climbing random trees to be 'the highest in the room' because apparently you were 'on some Travis Scott shit'.

Which is kind of how you ended up in Isagi's tree.

Isagi was humming to himself, peacefully watering his petunias, when a branch snapped and a foot landed in his rose bush.

He shrieked, partly because he was startled, partly because his roses, goddammit!

"Hi!" You grinned, hanging upside down from the tree in a way that kind of impressed him.

"Oh wow! Are those marigolds? Are they magical or something?!"

"These are petunias, you uncultured [redacted]."

You didn't take any offense to it, instead opting to land on the ground with little to no grace.

"What are you doing in my garden?" asked the boy.

"Why are you in your garden?"

"...I live here??"

"Okay, fair."

You told him your name. He told you his. He also asked you to not steal his bees.

You kept coming back.

Once in a wheelbarrow. (Don't ask)

Once riding a goat named Kevin. (Please, don't ask)

Once disguised as a travelling wizard. ("I cast... vibes.")

Isagi would flinch everytime he saw movement in the bushes.

"Oh no, it's you again."

"Rude. I brought soup."

"That's seasoned hot water."

"I call it a 'uni struggle meal'."

You, being the oh so kindhearted princess you were, not that he knew, offered to help him with chores once. You made everything worse. He kindly asked you to never 'help' again.

But he laughed with you. A lot. And it takes a load of charisma to make bad jokes land, so that's kind of a big deal.

You made him feel as if maybe life wasn't all step-brothers and scrubbing.

You never told him you were royalty. Mostly because it was funnier that way. And also because chaos is romantic.

Once, Isagi and you were sitting in a field of wildflowers.

A peaceful silence had settled upon the two of you, along with the warm sunshine that made everything seem as if out of a fairytale, probably because you were in a fairytale.

"You know," you started, throwing pebbles at a tree, "if I wasn't the—uh— person that I am, I think I'd live in a cottage like this. Grow potatoes. Be mysterious. The whole thing."

"Potatoes are loud," Isagi said, trying to be deep. "They have opinions."

"...What?"

"...What?"

You looked at him. He looked at you.

Your fingers accidentally brushed. He blushed so hard he looked like a cute tomato.

"I should go," you said, tripping over a mushroom. "Not because I got flustered. Just. The wind told me to."

You left. Backflipped over a fence. Knocked over a rake. Classic exit.

Then came the Royal Moonlight Ball, with the dress code of 'whatever slaps'.

Everyone was invited to see who would win your hand in... something. No one was sure what. Not even you. There were rumors you would just spin around and point.

Isagi wanted to go so badly. Not because he wanted to win over the Princess or something. But because the invite said free snacks. And dancing seemed fun too. He would finally have the chance to hit the 'renegade'.

But Bartholomew, Chadwick, and Todd laughed at him. They said he wasn't cool enough.

Todd ate half of his invite, then Bartholomew burned it.

On the night of the ball, they locked him in the basement and went after ordering a medieval Uber.

Isagi sat in his room, looking every bit of melancholy-turned-human. He didn't cry, which is a lie. A tear did, admittedly, fall down his cheek.

But just as he was giving up, a flash of light and aggressive violin music filled the room.

A floating figure descended, covered in glitter and wearing a cloak made of spreadsheets.

"300 of you all—wait, wrong story." The figure cleared his throat.

"ISAGI YOICHI," the guy boomed, "YOU ARE NOW UNDER THE SUPERVISION OF ME, EGO JINPACHI, YOUR FAIRY GODSOMETHING."

"...Fairy Godmother?"

"I prefer 'Tactical Glam Wizard."

Anyways, after hearing the Isagi had no fits, Ego flicked his clipboard and conjured up a dark blue suit that slayed, embroidered with constellations and judgement.

He also conjured up a majestic carriage, which was pulled by four very musclar possums.

Lastly, he gave Isagi a pair of glass cleats with built-in padding and arch support.

"Be back by midnight or turn into a jellyfish," was the last thing Ego said before he disappeared.

You were standing on the top of the staircase, halfway through a croissant, when you saw him.

Sparkly. Blushy. Mildly terrified. Truly in his element.

You almost dropped you croissant.

You threw three nobles out of the way and ran to him.

"OH MY GOD, YOU MADE IT!"

Isagi panicked. "Hi. Hello. Wussup? Why do you look rich? Is this a trap?"

":)"

The two of you danced. Awkwardly.

You said he looked fine as hell. He blurted out that your sleeves looked flammable. It was perfect.

But then, midnight came.

He gasped. "SORRY BUT IM NOT A JELLYFISH KINDA GUY!" he shouted out as he bolted the fuck outta there.

He left behind a glass cleat.

You picked it up, dazed and in love.

"...Damn."

The next morning, you announced a kingdom-wide cleat tour. Anyone who fit the shoe would marry you. Or get free snacks. You were open to negotiation.

While, yes, you did remember his name and his face, not to mention you knew where he lived, you had to make sure you let everyone try the shoe, to stay true to the original story.

Finally, after a full day of stenching feet, you arrived at Isagi's house.

Bartholomew tried it on his hand.

Chadwick got the wrong idea and put it on Todd.

Todd just screamed.

Then came Isagi.

Obviously, the glass cleat fit.

You grinned.

"Wanna move into my castle and grow emotionally with me?"

"I— you know what? Hell yeah."

"Yay!"

You still climb trees. He still screams.

You're in love. It's weird. It's wonderful.

And they all lived crackily ever after.

The End.

taglist:- @jeonwiixard @lizbix @alexisjusthere @saeyari @pinkymangacaps @sleepy-waffle

Once Upon A Prince – Masterlist

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He said hes got a big ahem..

What?:- You try to prank the jjk men by texting them the lyrics to Peggy by Ceechynaa

Who?:- Gojo Satoru, Geto Suguru, Choso Kamo, Nanami Kento

Warnings:- suggestive lyrics

a/n:- originally this was supposed to be about CupcakKe songs but they were too unhinged.

REQUESTS? OPEN

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Diamond-less Disaster

What?:- The Blue Lock boys try to ask you out! Except they're in 'Episodes – Choose your Story' and don't have enough diamonds...

Warnings:- Crack, isagi crying from embarrassent (not in front of the huzz tho), rin uses plant flirtation tactics, kaiser is so confident im pretty sure its almost OOC

Who:- Isagi Yoichi, Itoshi Rin, Micheal Kaiser

Isagi Yoichi

Isagi doesn't know how he did it, but somehow, he convinced you to join him on his early morning runs.

It went quite smoothly, actually. He slowed his pace to match yours and occasionally switched to a light jog so it would be easier to hold a conversation with you.

The only downside was that both of you forgot to bring water bottles. Fortunately, you spot a vending machine nearby.

Isagi, ever the gentleman, pays for your waters and sits down next to you.

Still panting, he takes a minute to admire you. Even in your sweaty-hair-stuck-to-your-forehead-and-face-red-from-running glory, you are no less than the sun to him.

Tell her you like her

[15 💎] Ask her out to a date later

[Free] Stand five feet away, wave awkwardly, and say "I respect oxygen"

All of a sudden, Isagi stands up and waves at you, nervously.

Raising your eyebrows and giving your own awkward wave, you ask, "Are you... alright?"

"I... respect oxygen."

"What?"

"I mean... you breathe... good?"

He looks like he's about to cry out of embarrassment, but no, he has to be a man. And real men keep going even in the trenches.

"I uh... meant that oxygen is so useful, like wow, I'm so grateful. I mean... the trees are sure working overtime for us, huh? Go, Mother Nature! O2, wow, couldn't live without it..."

You are weirded out. Like, incredibly weirded out. "I guess... I didn’t know you were so passionate about oxygen..."

He doesn't meet your eyes. He can never meet your eyes again if he wants his dignity intact.

Face as red as the faux tomatos you were throwing at him in his head, he pretends to be shocked as he looks at his watch.

"Oh no...! I have practice with... Kaiser! We're the best of buddies, so I can't leave him hanging, you know? So, I have to go. Like, right now. Sorry for leaving you like this," he starts walking backwards, "Okay? Okay. Bye!"

It's a full-on sprint now. He is definitely crying from embarrassment now.

You've chosen humiliation. Confidence -20

Itoshi Rin

The classroom you're in is quiet, the perfect environment for you to peacefully doodle in.

That is, of course, before Rin enters like a glitchy DLC character that no one paid for. [a/n:- im lying yall would play just for him smh]

Rin has been hyping himself up for this all week. Today, he will confess to you. No matter what.

Okay. Just talk. Be normal. Be cool. Compliment her. Compliments are free, right?

You've never opened up to anyone before. Let her in.

[30 💎] "You calm the chaos in my head."

[Free] "If I were a plant, I'd tolerate you as my sunlight."

Apparently, compliments aren't free.

Rin opens his mouth despite it all and speaks in the most monotone voice you've ever heard.

"If I were a plant... I'd tolerate you as my sunlight."

Oh God, not another one.

Confused, you ask, "... You'd tolerate me?"

He wants to die inside. "Yeah, I wouldn't wither... Immediately. Like I usually do..."

"So... I'm not bad. Just... barely acceptable?"

Okay, now he's in the danger zone. Like, the part where you're sweating nervously and begging God to kill you with lightning or whatever works for Him.

"Some plants thrive on neglect. I could be one of those. You could be... my low-maintenance sun."

"Rin..." Oh no, now you sound worried. "That sounds so insulting and sad. Are you okay?"

"You're like... the right amount of photosynthesis. Not too much. Not too... chlorophyll-ly...?"

Why is he still trying?!

Once he realizes that he's drowing, he tries to fix it and fails miserably because the author of this fic likes chaos.

"Wait. No. Forget I said any of this."

With that, he dissappears.

Well, fuck. He should've just paid the diamonds.

You've chosen Emotional Constipation with Agricultural Undertones.

Michael Kaiser

Desperately trying to get away from all the pathetic-boy-chaos, you slip onto the rooftop to watch the sunset.

The sun is setting, and the golden hour casts a beautiful glow on you. And Micheal Kaiser.

He appears like the ghost of dramatic monologues past, and his hair glints as if he's actively photosynthesizing ego. He walks towards you with the swagger of a man who already knows your heart belongs to him. Except it doesn't.

Sweep her off her feet (not literally)

[40 💎] "The spot as the Empress to my Emperor is forever vacant for you."

[Free] Call her a peasant and throw a rose at her feet.

Nothing can deter him. Not even having a maximum of 2 diamonds.

"Kneel peasant," he smirks.

You're seriously offended. Even though you already know what's happening.

"Excuse me?!"

He dramatically pulls out a crumpled rose from somewhere inside his jacket, and looks at it as if it hold all the wealth in the world.

"This rose... was once blooming and vibrant. But now, it's withered.... just like your charm and charisma."

He drops it at your feet as if he's bestowing unknown luxuries to you.

"I bless thee."

"Did you just throw trash at me?! I bet that came from a gas station, too, asshole!" You scowl at him, and Kaiser can't understand why.

Looking as if you just praised Isagi in front of him, he starts his rant off with, "First of all, it was a roadside convenience emporium...!"

You have chosen Romantic Tyranny. -10 bitches.

a/n:- my goal as a writer is that you read my fics and think "wtf was going on in her head?" LOLOL i have never played this game so this is all based on what friends have said and tbh the choices in the game are probably much worse than this but idc

@strangergraphics for dividers

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so like i ran out of ideas (for now) so like if YOU have any, hit my inbox up pls

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YOUR NEW PFP FLSHDKSKSKS AHJHHHHHH

HEHHEHEHE IKR

found the image on pinterest and it kinda looked like my MC so i had the best idea ever

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i might come back to this one.

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PLEASE STOP SPAM LIKING IM BEGGING YOU

you can reblog and comment but for fucks sake please

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You try the "I'm so hungry I could eat..." trend on them

Who?:- Gojo Satoru, Geto Suguru, Choso Kamo, Nanami Kento, Sukuna Ryomen, Toji Fushiguro

Warnings:- Mentions of sukunas pecs as 'tiddies' (im sorry i couldnt help myself), toji forgets who megumi is for a second, gojo is kinda gay for geto

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You try the "Im so hungry trend on them"

Who?:- Eren Yeager, Armin Arlet, Connie Springer, Jean Kristien, Levi Ackerman, Erwin Smith

Warnings:- none!

a/n:- first time doing something like this, was lowk fun. if you have any more ideas for smaus my inbox is OPENN

credits to me, pfps taken from pinterest, please don't steal, copy, or plagiarize.

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Rules for requesting:-

please don't requesting anything nsfw

be patient after you've requested, ill get to it as soon as possible.

there is no limit to how many requests you may put in, the more ideas the merrier!

no requests about cheating, incest, or any -cests, i am not comfortable writing that

enjoy!

DNI:-

zionists

transphobes

homophobes

islamophobes or if you cannot respect other religions in general

and the other basic DNI criteria

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Blue Lock

nothing yet!

Jujutsu Kaisen

nothing yet!

Attack on Titan

nothing yet!

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This is @mia-can-yap-too’s side-blog where I’ll be posting smaus only.

For written fics, go to the aforementioned blog, please!

I will mostly be on my main blog so for requests and interactions, go to @mia-can-yap-too

my requests are open.

masterlist here

I go by Mia, I’m 18 and an infp. I only write sfw but the most I go is suggestive. I write for Blue Lock, Jujutsu Kaisen, and Attack on Titan, though I am open to more fandoms as well.

Before requesting, please look at the rules and dni criteria.

Thank you and goodbye!

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wait what if i turned this account into my smau acc???

if i did, what smaus would you want to see?

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do yall have any requests im boredddd

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my real acc is @mia-can-yap-too

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GIRL I THOUGHT SOMEONE STOLE YOUR BLLK DATING SHOW POST I WAS ABOUT TO GO FERAL BUT THEN SAW YOUR HEADER IM SO SORRY ABT YOUR ACCOUNT 😭

LMFAO NO

my old acc is working now (i have no idea how) so ill just be leaving this one here just in case something happens again