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deonsx · 2 months ago

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Can u do one abt Sae Itoshi being a girl dad?🥹

AYAYYYA when I saw that I had to make this request immediately + Nagi and Rin are with you!

Bllk Boys If they become a girl father

Sae Itoshi

Sae wakes up early in the morning to help his daughter get ready for kindergarten. Normally calm and reserved, Sae doesn’t complain when his daughter insists on putting a “princess crown” on his head while he’s combing her hair. Seeing himself in the mirror wearing a pink crown, he smirks slightly and says:

“Doesn’t this make me too cool?” His daughter, with a serious expression responds “No Papa, it’s just perfect!”

On the way to school, his daughter bombards him with questions like, “What’s your favorite color, Papa?” Sae, instead of his usual short answers, takes a moment to think and says, “Maybe blue… but your favorite colors might be better”

Sweet Details:

Sae’s daughter proudly tells her friends, “My dad is the best football player in the world!” Even though Sae tries to stay composed, her admiration secretly makes him incredibly happy

While teaching his daughter how to play football, she somehow manages to dribble past him and score a goal. Sae quietly mumbles “Must be the genes” but deep down, he feels proud beyond words

His daughter loves drawing pictures for him. One day, Sae takes one of her drawings and puts it in his sports bag. Before an important match, he looks at it for motivation.

At night, Sae softly hums a traditional Japanese lullaby to his daughter as she falls asleep. It’s one of the few moments where his stoic exterior melts into pure warmth and love

Nagi Seishiro

Nagi plans to spend his weekend morning sleeping in, but he wakes up to his daughter poking his cheek with her tiny hands

“Daaaad! Wake up! We need to have breakfast and play!” she says with boundless energy. Nagi groans and mutters “Ugh… five more minutes…”

But when his daughter furrows her brows and sternly replies, “Five minutes? No way, now!” he can’t help but smile. “Alright, alright you win” he says, picking her up and carrying her on his shoulder as they head to the kitchen

Despite Nagi’s lazy tendencies, his daughter’s energy and demands always win him over. Sometimes, he even finds himself unexpectedly having fun while playing with her

Sweet Details:

Nagi’s daughter might be hyperactive, curious, and constantly looking for things to do. Although it clashes with his laid-back personality, Nagi learns to adapt and becomes more active because of her

Nagi’s idea of a “daddy-daughter day” often includes binge-watching cartoons, ordering pizza, and him trying (and failing) to braid her hair. While he’s not the best at hairstyling, he’ll do anything to make her laugh

Nagi easily gets drawn into her imaginative world. Whether it’s pretending to be a king, a monster, or a hero saving her, he goes along with it. Afterward, though, he’ll collapse on the couch and say “That was exhausting…”

His daughter loves to challenge her dad, saying things like “Let’s race! If I win, you have to buy me ice cream!” Nagi reluctantly agrees and usually lets her win. But sometimes, his competitive side sneaks in, and he plays seriously

Despite his lazy nature, Nagi is fiercely protective of his daughter. Just the thought of her getting hurt makes him unexpectedly serious and determined to keep her safe

Rin Itoshi

One evening, Rin comes home from training, exhausted. As he opens the door, he hears a small voice shout

“Daddyyyy!”

His daughter runs up to him with bright eyes and says, “Let’s play soccer Daddy!” Rin looks at her, a bit startled, and replies

“At this hour? You have school tomorrow, young lady.” But when she pouts, he sighs and gives in, saying “Fine, but only for five minutes”

Before he knows it, they’re out in the yard playing. She manages to dribble the ball and score between his legs. As she jumps and cheers, Rin smirks slightly and says,

“I guess we shouldn’t tell your mom we played this late”

Sweet Details:

Rin tries to be the “perfect dad” and takes everything very seriously. He wants to provide the best environment for his daughter. However, whenever she hugs him and says “You’re the best dad ever!” his stern exterior softens

Rin teaches his daughter how to play soccer but never pressures her. Instead, he encourages her to enjoy the game at her own pace. One day, when she pulls off a tricky move, he mutters to himself

“Must be the genes”

Rin is extremely protective of his daughter. If someone bothers her at school or hurts her feelings, Rin steps in immediately—though he tries to handle things calmly and rationally

At night, Rin often tells his daughter bedtime stories about famous soccer players. At the end of every story, she snuggles up to him and says “But you’re the best one Daddy” For Rin, it’s the highlight of his day

Princess not: Rin affectionately calls her “My Little Lion” because she’s just as determined and stubborn as he is

Enjoy!

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knavcsblade · 2 months ago

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hullo!

hope you're having a decent enough day/evening. i read your latest arlecchino oneshot and mm. yes. "amateur" writer my ass.

i have come by dint of the sheer scarcity of f/f sub!yae miko content. (they ask you how you are, and you just have to say that you're fine, when you're not really fine—)

anyway, thank you for your time! happy late holidays, if you celebrate.

- 🫠 anon

worry not, i'll indulge you, anon. i hope this is to your liking.

woven tails.

+18!

cw: sub!yae miko x (dom)f!reader. overly descriptive. cunillingus. fingering. slightly public sex, if you squint. overstimulation.

wc: 3.0k

summary: you have missed your playful kitsune so much you decided to pay her a visit at the shrine.

a/n: oh, how i love this woman. this was pretty fun to write! i did quite a bit of research on kitsunes and japanese culture for this… send help, thanks!

Sunsets had always been nothing short of beautiful at the Grand Narukami Shrine—truly a sight to behold. The sky’s hues shifted from bright blue to a stunning mixture of pink and reddish-orange in the blink of an eye. Or well, that is how the Lady Guuji would describe it, at least.

She idly stood beneath the ether, taking in its magnificence with twined fingers as the soft breeze washed away any lingering thoughts in her mind. The feeling of her rosy locks being brushed by the wind was almost a lullaby of its own.

The sole reason for her sudden distraction from the moment were the sound of footsteps approaching her, ones she recognized faultlessly. She could even feel you coming from a mile away if she paid enough attention.

“Always the unexpected visitor, aren’t you?” Her voice was laced with that usual wit of hers while she turned to face you. Her elegance was something you had always found intensely alluring, no matter how long it had been since you met each other.

You couldn’t help but watch her for seconds that felt like an eternity. Your eyes lingered on the intricate details of her stunning kimono-like outfit before you even dared to speak. What a breathtaking woman she was.

“Yes, well… I have missed you.”

Her eyebrow arched in pure amusement at your unexpected comment—that little smile of hers only enhanced her reaction. Every mannerism of hers was soft and graceful, and the sight turned perfect as she crossed her arms and you caught the way the cherry blossoms adorned the scene surrounding you both.

She wasn’t used to such vulnerabilities from anyone, even if you had been more open about your feelings in the past yourself.

“My, how bold.” Perhaps it was the dim lighting emanating from the sun that made her almost perceive a faint glow posed on your irises, or it was all a mere figment of her imagination. She knew that look on your face better than she would like to admit, however. “Your words are… delightfully quaint, I must say.”

Your surprise was even greater than hers had been towards your first sentence. She spoke with nothing but the truth, which was fairly uncommon—she had always enjoyed teasing and pranking you. At the end of the day, that was her nature.

Miko’s hum filled the silence as she took a few tentative steps towards you, a slight tilt of her head only demonstrated how occupied she was examining you internally. She knew why you missed her—what you missed that only she could give you.

She circled you slowly as she took in your looks. Her arm crossed loosely right below her breasts, the opposite elbow now casually resting against the back of her hand as her chin was caressed by her index with sluggishness. It was clear she knew just how seductive you found this whole ordeal.

“Are they?”

If only she knew how much you truly missed her… all of her.

“They are indeed,” the smile upon her features was one you could almost hear even though she was right behind you. “What an intrepid little thing you have turned out to be.”

After some time, once she got bored of her eyes roaming all over your frame, she stood before you with the corners of her lips generating that mischievous expression she carried around at every moment. Your presence made her heart pound in her chest, though she would never say it aloud.

This relationship you had with the kitsune was quite complicated in its own way. You belonged to each other in a style neither of you could describe, but enjoyed greatly each time you were face to face. It had taken you such an awfully long time to get her to show her different facets, but you wouldn’t change it for the world.

“I expect you to understand how preposterous it is for you to meet me at the Shrine for such reasons, however. Your cloying excuse is… as endearing as it is foolish.” Her velvety tone only served to make you shudder.

You knew it was ridiculous for you to show up unannounced and expect her to share her warmth, though you didn’t seem to mind it as much as she wished for you to by the way you exhaled loudly through your nose and wrapped an arm around her waist to squeeze her close.

Just how audacious could you really be?

She somehow maintained her poise despite being caught off-guard by your actions. All she could feel was the way your breasts pressed against each other’s and your hot breath against the skin of her soft face. She was grateful her clothing covered the goosebumps you had inflicted upon her—she wouldn’t want you to see the effect you had on her that easily.

“I’m aware of it, Miko. I simply can’t find myself caring when, as I said, I miss you.”

She hummed, hands now resting on your biceps in an attempt to find some balance. “You’re aware, but you don’t care? How charming… Well, perhaps, you should rethink that stance, for your own sake.”

Always the playful one, her lips remained locked on that little smirk you couldn’t stop yourself from finally savoring after such a long time apart. Once more, you caught her utterly unprepared with your sudden kiss, one she would’ve pulled away from if only it weren’t yours. She caught onto all the feelings you poured into it the instant the shock washed away and she allowed herself to flutter her eyes shut—longing, desire, and pure appreciation.

How sweet.

Needless to say, the sight was one that seemed to have been plucked out of one of those sapphic novels Miko often read thanks to you. Pink petals surrounding you due to the soft breeze of the island, the gorgeous sunset highlighting both of your features, and the meeting of lips from two lovers too lost in the moment to remember this was a public setting.

She always allowed you to explore her mouth as much as you wished since she knew just how much you enjoyed it. It was so obvious you needed this from the way your fingertips sunk into the fabric of her obi so she wouldn’t escape from your affections.

She would never.

You were just so, so rushed to feed her your unwavering love with a silver spoon you wouldn’t have even noticed if the shrine maidens were around. You had mindlessly busied yourself with making up a dance with your tongues right after you had licked her lower lip to ask for permission.

It was maddening to withdraw from her at long last, though absolutely necessary. She couldn’t have you running out of breath just from a mere kiss, could she?

“Hm,” she swallowed hard as she took a good look at you, her lips and yours now swollen and glistening with saliva, “Alright… alright. I suppose I can indulge you, just this once. Don’t let it go to your head.”

You could tell she wanted it as badly as you did from the way her eyes were half-lidded and there was a hint of blushing on her cheeks. She could always deny it, but her body betrayed her each time, and it was truly adorable.

Your reaction was quick to the compliance of the kitsune—you twined your fingers with hers just to feel the heat radiating from her body as you pulled the both of you into the inside of the Shrine. You could have easily proven to her how much her absence had been weighing on you right there and then, beneath the Sacred Sakura, but you knew it wouldn’t be to her liking for your intimacy to be so public.

The walk towards her quarters was silent, awfully so. She followed close behind with that wicked grin upon her features as she watched the way your fingertips were digging into the smooth skin of her hand. You were holding back only by a thread, and she began to find your desperation strangely enticing.

After the agonizing moment of tension, Miko’s steps came to a halt against the tatami flooring once inside her personal area. You had been there quite a few times before, but never so late in the day for a reason as superficial as this.

She poured all her focus on how you slid the fusuma shut, though her gaze lingered on the way your clothing draped your figure so gently. It was mouthwatering, in fact—she wanted to sink her teeth and claws into your warm body already. It was difficult to resist, but she managed.

Her composure wavered ever so slightly seconds later, however. This time, she was anticipatory of your actions, though still affected by them. She could see the determination in your strides as your hands rose to cup her jaws and pull her in for a new searing kiss, and the poor woman had to take a couple of steps back from how forceful your grasp was.

Verbal communication wasn't needed there and then. The only sound echoing through the shoji panels were that of the sloppy clicking of your tongues, and it unconsciously filled her belly with a bubbling heat. You were oh so messy it made her tingle.

You forced the Head Priestess to stumble backwards unpremeditatedly, already knowing where that expensive futon of hers lay in the room. Of course, you helped her down on it with gentleness and care, though the contrast of your rough kissing made her realize you would be everything but lenient with her.

She wasn’t the type to surrender so easily to someone—you were that one exception.

You immediately found yourself pressing your moist lips against her neck to savor the soft texture of it, hands working on releasing her of her garments with practiced ease as you relished the jagged breaths she let out.

“So… primitive,” you heard above your head the instant you finally rid her of her robe, which would be situated beneath her at all times until you were done with her. You truly didn’t feel like throwing it away carelessly—it would make the scene less sensual, you thought.

The only vexing piece of fabric that separated you from her fully exposed form was that of her soaked undergarments, which clung to her pretty pussy like a second skin. Your gaze traveled downward to scan this image she provided you in such a selfless manner, and it was so delicious to witness that you contemplated the idea of eating her out over the white material.

Never mind that—you wanted full contact. That barrier would only make it worse.

You had fully ignored her previous comment to wrap eager fingers around the hem of her underwear, thanking Celestia above she never wore a brassiere. Her tits were on thorough display just for you, and you could see the way in which her pink nipples perked up when her hips rose to give you leeway to undress her.

It was almost frustrating how beguiling she was.

“You are enjoying this far too much, aren’t you?” She started, her tone as frolicsome as it was soft, “I suppose I should let you have your fun, hm?”

She expected an answer with the corners of her plump lips lifted slightly upwards, though you managed to catch her off-guard again. She didn’t understand how you managed to do that every time, but it was refreshing and new to her.

The moment you tasted her, that smile of hers dropped to introduce an expression you were familiar with: arched eyebrows and mouth agape as her breath caught in her throat. Where was that playfulness now? She seemed at a loss for words.

Your eyes could’ve rolled to the back of head at the mere feeling of those tangy, slick folds on your tastebuds. Never had you savoured something as delicious as her drenched cunt, and it drove you wild each time.

You made sure to hook your arms around her thighs to keep her close, meeting her gaze throughout the entirety of your favorite meal while her rosy cheeks gave you a sense of pleasure rushing through your body. You loved to see the way her hands grasped her own breasts to massage them while your tongue searched for new sensitive spots on the area you had previously explored several times.

Miko wasn’t a moaner, but rather a woman who would huff, puff, and whimper gracefully at every jolt of pleasure she felt thanks to you. She would attempt be even quieter this time due to how the thin walls of her quarters could easily allow the maidens to hear just how, with no effort, you could make her experience divinity with your lips.

“My…,” the syllable dragged on quietly for an instant, only because she had to silence herself by catching her own lower lip between her teeth. The sight of you amidst her legs was one she could admire for eternity.

You found that delectable bundle of nerves with your flattened tongue after taking your sweet time, something that made her fuzzy ears twitch upwards at the feeling and a gasp escape her unconsciously. Her face contorted while you slurped her juices and sucked on her sopping pussy, which began to clench around nothing as her head tipped back. Her reactions were always so elegant despite the unrefined nature of the situation.

You were aware of the fact that she was in need of more contact—more satisfaction. Who were you to deny her of this?

To her delightful surprise, one of your digits made its way inside her, and this combined with the way you were eating her out, the lewd noises from your mouth, and the heartbeat she could already feel on her cunt, it had been just a matter of time before she allowed herself to moan.

You adored those sounds. They were just as precious as her.

Her walls quickly throbbed around your finger, the intensity of it growing the moment you added a new one and pressed the tips against that spongey little spot on her core. You were driving her insane with each flick of your tongue and the latest movements of your hand.

It was borderline torturous. You suckled her pussy so disgustingly well while your fingers forced that feeling of release to grow in her lower stomach to the point of her legs already spasming. She was so flustered as a thin layer of sweat coated her and made her look heavenly—way better than the evening sky right outside the building.

Her eyes rolled back the instant her vision was blurred by a white flash, and she could swear she saw stars once her orgasm washed over her. All you observed was the way Miko’s back arched, her eyes glowing pink before disappearing behind her eyelids as her long claws buried into the soft flesh of her overly abused breasts.

Maybe your newest idea would make the moment more overwhelming for her, though you didn’t seem to mind it much—you wanted to worship her thoroughly, no matter the consequences.

Your digits continued to pump in and out of her sensitive cunt, tongue savoring each drop of her saline nectar as you exploited her poor, swollen clit. Of course, this drew a mewl from her; she was trying her hardest to come down from her high and you just kept her riding it like it was nothing.

“Darling!” She moaned out, glowy eyes meeting your hungry ones as her features still held that lovely fucked-out expression that made you even wetter than she was.

Her legs continued to quiver around your head while your nose nudged her mound with each soft shake of your crown, and she knew you didn’t plan to pull away until you gave her a louder climax to quench your thirst. Insufferable even at a time like this.

Naturally, one of her hands abandoned her tits to grasp your hair and try to make you calm down, but the sudden, electrifying sensation traveling up her spine forced her to shudder and whimper. Tears were starting to prickle her eyes now, the feeling of vulnerability overly new, though not unwelcome.

She was dripping wet, so much so your fingers were having a hard time keeping themselves inside her—of course you added a new one to continue overstimulating her delicious core.

Oh, she was gone.

Her soft cry was so obscene you would have found your own release from it if only you weren’t so busy helping the woman reach hers. All she could think about at this point was how good you were, how dirty but determined you could be just for her.

Her digits twined with the messy locks of your hair, drawing you impossibly closer to her swollen cunt to almost use you to climax once again. And once she did, her grasp grew stronger and her thighs squeezed your head so firmly you wouldn’t have minded having her asphyxiate you right there and then. It would be the perfect way to go, wouldn’t it?

She moaned in a way you hadn’t heard before—fascinating. It was such a smutty and loud sound everyone in the entire nation could’ve heard her if only they paid enough attention.

Once her hips had stopped their twitchy motions, Miko’s ragged breaths filled the room while your damp lips pressed soft kisses on her inner thighs to soothe her as best as you could.

“Well done,” was all you said as you held her legs in place to rise from your spot and meet her lips with yours. The aftertaste of her orgasm was delicious, you simply wished to share it with her.

She hummed at this, finding it amusing through the haze she felt. She enjoyed the praise, though quietly, of course.

“Hm…,” it took her some time to find her voice as her trembling hand traveled up to brush a loose strand of hair behind your ear. “Sweetling… do you ever stop to think about how fortunate you are to have me by your side? Only I coddle you this way.”

You seemed to have stolen her playfulness by the way you wickedly smiled at her words, holding her sides gently as your thumb rubbed mindless patterns against her boiling hot skin. “Yes. I think about it every night and day, Miko.”

You weren’t lying. This sweet kitsune of yours was the only thing that flooded your brain constantly—and she would only continue to do so after this glorious encounter.

#–𝖈𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖗𝖞'𝖘 𝖜𝖗𝖎𝖙𝖎𝖓𝖌.#genshin x reader #yae miko x reader #yae miko x you #yae miko x female reader #yae miko x y/n #yae miko genshin #genshin fanfic #genshin smut #genshin impact #yae miko smut #genshin women x reader #genshin women smut #wlw #sapphic #lesbian #x reader #genshin wlw

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its-a-me-emmabee · 3 months ago

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Dad HCs

This is based on an AU where the guys are all aged up and married with children. I'm a sucker for soft dad moments between them and their little ones.

No warnings necessary, very soft and sweet.

I hope you enjoy!

Mikey:

The one all the kids flock to for snacks. He’ll sneak them treats before dinner too. It drives Leo crazy.

Makes the absolute best pillow forts and organizes cozy movie nights and slumber parties. All the kids sleep in the living room and they love it.

Makes the babies laugh every time without fail.

His own children are little chefs and love helping him around the kitchen. He teaches them all how to cook and bake.

Carries them all effortlessly when they’re small, like a living jungle gym. Children will just suddenly run and jump onto his shell when he’s not looking.

Sings lullabies at bedtime and knows all the best, silly songs to sing for impromptu dance parties. He knows ALL the tiktok dances and loves to make videos with them.

Always wears the feathered boa and the hat for tea parties. When he’s feeling particularly fancy, he’ll put on the best posh British accent that he can do.

Raph:

Tries to be the ‘tough’ uncle and father but ultimately melts whenever they do anything remotely cute or adorable. The littlest one wants to hold his hand and call him ‘uncle waphie’? He’s done.

The little girls have him completely wrapped around his finger and know how to get exactly what they want. If Leo says no, Raph says yes.

The one tossing them into the air and giving the wives (and Leo) a heart attack.

Encourages them to take risks and face their fears. They want to try doing the dangerous thing? He’ll be there to support them and make sure they don’t hurt themselves.

Teaches them martial arts along with Leo but also wrestling and kick-boxing when they’re older.

Teaches the kids (especially his sons) the right way to show their feelings and not to bury their emotions. He’s trying to break the cycle and open healthy lines of communication.

Teaches the kids (especially his daughters) to not take crap from anyone. He teaches them to be tough because the one thing that terrifies him more than anything is something bad happening to his girls because he didn’t prepare them enough.

Sings lullabies to the babies when he thinks no one is watching.

Leo:

The only one who can calm them all down. Mikey’s kids when they’re over-excited and Raph’s hot-tempered ones when they’re angry.

Starts their ninja training from a young age, instilling the values of discipline, honour, speed, and agility. He finds he loves it. The little ones, especially his own, are so eager to learn, and it warms his heart.

Pretends he doesn’t notice when they fall asleep during meditation.

Teaches them how to read and write Japanese. He also teaches Japanese calligraphy to those who wish to learn.

Teaches them how to work through their feelings, adding onto what Raph is doing.

Sometimes feels like he’s the ‘boring’ uncle but the children all gravitate to his calm energy. Sometimes one of children will come over in a huff and sit next to him like a little ball of anger. After a little while they’ll get up and go back to what they were doing noticeably calmer than before.

Sings lullabies in Japanese.

Donnie:

The fun science experiment uncle and father. He’s eager to teach and they’re eager to learn.

The children will all crowd around him with little goggles and lab coats eager to do science with him.

They gravitate to him as well because he’s so quiet and calm, similar to Leo.

Will be hyper-focused on his work and suddenly discover a sleeping child in his lap.

Educates them in the case that they cannot attend school due to their appearance.

Helps them with homework and projects in the case that they can attend school.

Also teaches basic medical first aid when they’re older.

Teaches them that a strong mind is just as important as being outwardly strong.

The go-to for quiet cuddles and hugs.

Loves reading to them at bedtime, sparking an interest and love of reading in many of the children.

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literallyjusttoa · 1 year ago

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Apollo Music Headcanons

As a god Apollo’s singing voice can be whatever he wants it to be, but as Lester I imagine it as a strong tenor (he can’t hit a lot of low notes and it pisses him off) with a bit of a rasp in it. He sings like he’s been classically trained, but with enough confidence to bend the rules in order to get the right feelings out of the song. In one word, I’d describe Lester’s singing as raw. It’s not perfect, but the imperfections seem planned in such a way that they touch you even more than perfection would.

There are multiple languages that Apollo has learned solely so he could perform the most popular songs of the era. Italian, German, Spanish, Korean, Japanese, and a couple more throughout the years. This is also how he learned English.

He uses vocal warmups as a form of stimming. Meg wakes up some mornings and hears him going “oooOOOOooooOOOOooo” and just has to deal with it. He pulls them from all over too. Sometimes it will be professional warmups that opera singers use, and other time he’ll be whipping out “mama made me mash my m&m’s” from middle school chorus

Leto has a lullaby she used to sing to Apollo and Artemis while she was still searching for a place to safely give birth. To this day, it’s the first song Apollo plays on every new instrument he picks up.

Apollo is scarily good at impressions, even as Lester. He has so much vocal control that impersonating the sounds of others comes easily. He can also throw his voice really well.

He has songs that he connects to other people. Will’s song, Meg’s song, etc. when he’s lonely on Olympus, he listens to them on repeat.

Apollo is the god of music, not the god of good music. You could bang two trashcan lids together and have a screaming raccoon as lead vocalist and he’d probably still add it to a playlist. He unironically listens to some of the most hated songs of the last few centuries. Ironically, he’s also the worst person to pass the aux to in the car. If he really cares about you, he’ll cater the music he chooses to your taste. If not, you’re getting the whiplash of the next biggest K-pop hit followed by the liturgical chants of Hildegard von Bingen. Enjoy!

#trials of apollo #toa apollo #lester papadopoulos #sunny speaks #long post #headcanons

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crystal-cryptic · 1 month ago

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Platonic Yanderes, Age Regression Darling

Happy lesbian couple kitsunes adopt you <3

Ps. Kodomo should mean child in Japanese and okāsan is mother

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The forest was normal a peaceful place where you could just take a walk and talk to yourself. A release of words no one else would hear. Or so you thought.

Until you were suddenly being cuddled my two kitsunes. Tried as you might, you couldn't get out of their grasp or the soft and silky blanket they wrapped you in.

"Gah! Let me go!"

"Why would we do that, kodomo?"

"Such a fussy little baby, aren't they honey...? Maybe they need a snack or perhaps a nap."

"What? No, I'm a grown adult, let me go!"

"Nonsense, kodomo. You aren't even at least 100 years old yet. Plus, we can hear how stressed and upset you are every time you enter our forest. Just let us care for you now."

"Shush little kodomo. you are safe here with me and your okāsan. Here, have some apple slices."

Despite your protests, the kitsune placed the apples in your mouth and forced you to swallow. Eventually, you just gave into eating them for your own sake.

"There we are... Much less fussy now, huh? Time for a nap."

"No..."

"Shush... Chiyo, would you please?"

Chiyo started to hum you a lullaby, her voice soft and sweet. Nearly hypnotizing honestly... Much to your dismay, you were asleep with in minutes. The kitsunes kept you bundled in the blankets as they cuddle around you.

#yandere #drawing #Chiyo the Kitsune #Mio the Kitsune #writing #platonic yandere #age regression #yandere oc

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teabreakpancakes · 11 months ago

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Can you do Joseph,Aesop and Wu Chang with a male s/o who is a demon like Nezuko

male s/o used to be a lab experiment and he likes wearing kimono

Bound By The Red Spider Lilies Joseph, Aesop and Wu Chang x Male! Reader

although this is a male reader request, i don't actually use gender specific pronouns while writing, i use the personal pronoun "you" mostly

Genre: Fluff

You were a new hunter that arrived a few days prior, someone of Japanese descent like Miss Michiko. They were only told one sentence about you: "That muzzle keeps all the residents of the manor safe, it's in your best interest to keep that in mind". Throughout your stay, you piqued the interest of a certain hunter/survivor, luring them in with your charm—although, should it not be the flower that is picked and held captive?

𝐉𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐏𝐇 𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐀𝐔𝐋𝐍𝐈𝐄𝐑𝐒

"Il est beau" Joseph muttered under his breath, onyx eyes gleaming under the old fashioned chandelier of the manor's living room. He could only admire you for so long until you noticed, your head snapping in his direction, tilting towards your left inquisitively.

Joseph coughed into his gloved hand, an elegant and practiced smile gracing his face, sheepishness barely visible to those that didn't know him—had he been alive, he would've been blushing. "What book are you reading amour?" he questioned, not wanting to explain why he was once again caught watching you like a moron. You shook your head, eyes smiling as you showed him the front cover of the book. Joseph sat down beside you, leaning over slightly to trace the engraved title. 'The book appears to be of Japanese origin', he guessed, unfamiliar with the letters used.

"Would it trouble you if I asked of you to read this book to me?" he inquired in a hushed tone, peering into their unnaturally coloured irises. It was a lighthearted request, one he had been withholding for a while; He knew that if he were to ask, you would not hesitate to indulge him, he know that only he had the privilege to hear your voice, to see your smile, to hear you laugh. Your voice was a treasure to him, one that meant you trusted him.

Your broad shoulders shook with a silent chuckle, nodding at the French aristocrat. You stood from your seat on the couch, holding out a hand for the photographer to hold. You departed, walking side-by-side towards his room. He traced patterns into your warm skin; Had he not known you were a demon, he would've taken you for a human, but he supposes it was unnatural for him, a dead man, to possess a heart that beats once more.

he gifts you kimonos of high quality, as well as a few traditional japanese treats (he asked miss Geisha)

hums lullabies to you on nights where any sound a level higher than average incites anxiety and fear within you—like he used to do so with claude back then

often takes pictures of you, ones that appreciate every little bit of you: the parts you like and don't like are all of the highest form of beauty in his eyes

aids you in maintaining and caring for yourself: if you have long hair, he combs through it every day at least three times. he also takes care of your nails—they grow rapidly, so he has to trim them pretty often so you don't injure yourself

he enjoys watching you perform tea ceremonies when you both have afternoon tea together—on occasions when it's cloudy and dark outside

he's asked Geisha about japanese etiquette on numerous occasions as to not disrespect you

he prides on the fact that only he has heard your voice within the manor

𝐀𝐄𝐒𝐎𝐏 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐋

Aesop was a social recluse, he had just so happened to encounter you in the main hall of the manor during one of the rare occasions of his person leaving the comfort of his room. He had never expected a hunter—let alone someone as beautiful as you—to send one of the kindest "smiles" in his direction; He felt as if the kindness conveyed through your eyes alone brought a touch of colour to the monochrome life he had lived through until that very moment.

Months later, he had received the highest privilege he could have ever wished for: calling you his beloved. You, who was already one with what could be called "eternal rest", the you who claimed to be deceased and yet showed more life than those of which who still had blood pumping through their very veins.

Before meeting you, he could only see beauty in the act of dying. He finds you, the love of his life, to be the one thing in his life that remains untouched by outside principles he's been taught.

He ponders deeply as you grace him with a smile, one not hidden away behind a piece of bamboo. 'Was this the love my mother talked about?', the question remained unanswered, and yet despite that, he could say with confidence that he loves you. But, would he really remain by your side until the end of time? he's only a mortal after all.

he tends to spend his time outside more often because of you—away from prying eyes at the very least, during the night

he adores the way you look at him, how could you look at him with such fondness—such care—such a doting gaze on the likes of him?

he doesn't know how to comfort people, but he tries for you; he combs through your hair gently, letting you lay on his chest

aesop tends to sleep at the same time as you, if you stay up, he can too, if you sleep early, he sleeps early too

he sometimes traces over the lovely patterns left on your skin that were caused by the experiment, always tells you about how beautiful you are with them too

he adores your voice, considers it a blessing to hear you speak

for some reason, you are drawn to warmth. so he becomes used to physical touch, the reason being one, wanting to be closer to you and two, because you are akin to a reptile and he is your 'heating pad'

avoids bringing up the topic of death with you, he knows you think of it as unpleasant, so why would he go out of his way to displease you?

𝐗𝐈𝐄 𝐁𝐈'𝐀𝐍 & 𝐅𝐀𝐍 𝐖𝐔𝐉𝐈𝐔

Upon meeting you, they never could have anticipated that you were such... a bright soul. Had you never had told them, they never would've thought that you weren't a mortal. You seemed more human than most of them, the only indicators of you being of a different species were your eyes—such a colour could never belong to a human—and your souvenirs from the scientists that performed experiments on you.

You were an incredibly gentle soul, cowering upon meeting them initially. Wujiu quickly learned that speaking softly with you was a must if he wished to befriend you. They learned that being patient with you was the key to getting close to one of the most sincere individuals in their lifetime.

Bi'an and Wujiu were enamoured by you, there was only such a small amount of individuals capable of conversing or even interacting with them since they normally kept to themselves. You had wormed yourself into their lives, seeking solace within the small world of the umbrella the two souls choose to reside in.

With you, their closed off world gained unimaginable amounts of colour that completely erased any trace of mundanity from their daily cycle of life. Change isn't a welcome occurrence for some individuals, but they couldn't help but be eternally thankful for your arrival in their lives.

wujiu makes his voice softer and more quiet with you

bi'an often dotes on you with physical touch (he knows it comforts you if it's done by people you're close to)

most of the time they have outside of matches is spent with you

if your hair is long, they both enjoy caring for your hair—using up so many hours on just pampering you in general

they both tend to worry about the state of your teeth—does it not hurt to bite on the bamboo for so long?

when taking strolls outside and it's not completely dark, their umbrella comes in handy! they shield you from any light that could possibly hit you—even if you say it's not "fatal", it still hurts you do just accept their treatment

you three have matching kimonos, matching in pattern but each in your own colpur palettes

A/N: we got a four day break ^^, ofc, i still have tasks to accomplish but at least we don't have any class

#lawless.writes #idv.writing #idv x reader #identity v x reader #idv x male reader #idv joseph x reader #idv photographer x reader #idv aesop x reader #idv embalmer x reader #idv wu chang x reader #idv xie bian x reader #idv fan wujiu x reader #idv fluff

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puc-rewrite · 1 year ago

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Event: Musical Wanderer

(Note: I'm going to put the English translation and not the actual Japanese lyrics for The song just so you can know what the song is saying without going the English translation yourself. I got the lyrics for Risa Shinozaki's cover of the song.)

Music can be heard from outside late at night. It was a Shamisen playing outside. Then you hear a soft haunting voice singing Edo Lullaby in Japanese.

"Hush-a-bye Hush-a-bye,

Good baby go to sleep,

Where has the nanny gone?

Beyond that mountain to the village-"

You slowly went out to see a 16 year old girl sitting outside. Fair skin, closed eyes, and lavender hair that fades to rosy red. She was maybe 5'7ft tall. Her hair was in a high ponytail and her bangs were swept to the right. She had a 44 time signature on the back of her neck tattooed in black ink. She also seems to have a few 16th notes on her jewelry and tattoo on her left thigh on red.

She had only had the Shamisen with her it seems. No bag for food, water, or an umbrella. Just the Shamisen. She was amazing at playing it, and singing.

"-What was the souvenir?

Pellet drum and sho flute

Roly-poly toy and hand drum"

Do you say anything?

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@mikado-sannoji @would-you-like-a-scooby-snack @edens-garden-au @human-monokuma @ask-the-otonokoji-twins @the-sxrens-sxng @unknown-ultimates @excitement-to-consumption @ultimate-rider @after-neo-world @chaoticblogofmuses @pizza-for-my-friends

#Event: Musical Wanderer #Fūrin Otonokoji/PUC 4

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butevrythinggoesaway · 2 years ago

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Okay this one is a spoiler

Noir being a sort of big sibling to the other spiders. PB may be the team dad, and Ham is the weird gay uncle, but Benj is the team big bro.

He teases Pavitr about how he acts around his girlfriend's Dad, but he's also keeping a close eye on the guy just to make sure he's a good person

Margo's trying out a new style? You look like you're going out for a night in my world. Then the moment someone says anything vaguely negative about her style he's rolling up his sleeves.

Gwen's having trouble with people in her school? Keep your Pops' old colleagues busy, Gwendy, Benji's gonna have to run away from the cops when this is done. The only person who's allowed to give Gwen trouble is him.

He mocks Hobie's British accent, but is always backing him - when Hobie's out doing stuff, Benj isn't far behind, with loaded guns and a desire to eat the rich.

Miles is tied up by Miles G (MG)? Listen up, you are family material, but until you accept the dynamic, the only one allowed to beat up Miles is me, wait in line.

He goes straight to Peni's world to kick the shit out of whoever thought a fourteen year old, probably nine when she started, piloting her dead father's mech was a good idea. That doesn't stop him from calling her all forms of short.

He learns to style everyone's different hair textures, he looks into fashion and make up, he stands up for the spiders, even if he's probably like almost nineteen. He starts learning Hindi and Japanese, he shows an interest in their interests, he sings russian lullabies to Mayday to get her to sleep. Miles looks at him hopefully so he sings to the rest of them too. Mass cuddle piles, he falls asleep alone and wakes up covered in spiders

He tries to be the big sibling he wishes Teresa and Eddie were. He says I love you a lot, and he reiterates how proud he is of them all the time, even for minor things like remembering to eat or going to sleep at a good time.

He's this close to telling Miguel to back the fuck up to his face, and he will find a way to punch Spot into next week or die trying.

He will cry if they cry.

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alastor-simp · 1 year ago

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Vice Dorm Leaders + Ruggie & Floyd with a reader who sings like the Japanese singer, "Ado"

🍀Trey Clover

-Trey enjoys listening to music especially when he is baking in the Heartslabyul kitchen. He doesn't really have any favorite music genre, as he just listens to whatever is playing or whatever Cater sends him. He had no idea you could sing so well until he heard you singing softly next to him when you were helping him bake tarts for Riddle. "Wow Prefect, you never told me you could sing so well. Its very nice." After your baking session, Trey learned about your video channel and listened to all of your songs in about a week. He knows it must be a lot of work to be a very popular singer, so whenever he has time, he bakes sweet treats for you and brews you tea to soothe your throat. His favorite song of yours is "Eien No Akuruhi" , he loves how it expresses the theme of falling in love.

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🍩Ruggie Bucchi

-Ruggie is not really focused on social media and all that other stuff, as his mind is occupied with donuts and making some money. He discovered your talent when he came to the botanical gardens to wake up Leona, until he saw the both of you there, with Leona laying on your lap and you singing a lullaby to him. You stopped singing when you heard Ruggies famous "Shishishi" laugh, and saw him walking closer to you, then lay down on the grass next to you, arms wrapped behind his head and a cheeky smile on his face. He told you he came to get Leona, but he changed his mind and told you to continue. Great job! You got a cute hyena boy as your official cheerleader, as he would always pop into your recording sessions, quietly cheering you on and dancing to the beat. His favorite song of yours is "Odo", he thinks the beat is crazy and loves how energetic it is.

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🍄Jade Leech

"Oh my, you seem to very talented, Prefect-san." Jade is always interested in the unknown, so he was very elated to discover you could sing without him knowing and that he found out without using his unique spell. He happened to hear your beautiful voice, when he was serving customers at Mostro Lounge and heard you at one of the far tables in the back, humming some lyrics, while writing some words on a notepad, most likely coming up with ideas for another song. Once you realized Jade was next to you, you greeted him and thanked him for the drink he made. Jade gave you his best gentlemen smile and said it was a pleasure, but before he left, he walked closer and leaned against your ear, whispering "You have the voice of a siren, Prefect. I wouldn't mind listening to you more, in private, of course." Chuckling, he walked away to finish his duties, leaving behind a flustered you. His favorite song of yours is "Love ka?", he loves the oceanic vibe of the song and how slightly twisted the song is.

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🦐Floyd Leech

-If there is one thing to know about Floyd, is that he loves music. Music is his best subject at NRC, and he is a very talented dancer as well. He came to discover your singing, when he was training in the gym for an upcoming basketball tournament, and noticed you sitting at one of the bleachers, with headphones in yours ears and you quietly singing. Giggling to himself, he slowly came up behind you and lunged towards you in a bear hug, making you jump in fright. "Ehe~ Koebi-chan~, you're amazing", Floyd squeezed you tighter, super happy that he learned something new about you. After he let you go, you told him about your channel, but before you could talk more about it, he had already taken his phone out and subscribed. Floyd was a very chaotic supporter, as he often spammed the comments section with silly phrases and happened to squeeze you in happiness whenever you uploaded a new video, but you found his support sweet nonetheless. His favorite song of yours is "Rebellion" , he likes how its about breaking free and how he relates to it as he is a slight delinquent/rebel himself.

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🐍Jamil Viper

-Jamil was a man of many talents even though he tends to hide them from others around him, but despite being skilled in cooking and basketball, he also happens to have a great singing voice and amazing dancing skills. He happened to discover your singing talent from Kalim, as Kalim was enthusiastically jumping up and down in joy, telling Jamil about your singing voice and that a celebration should be held. Jamil was annoyed that he had to prepare for another celebration again, but he was interested in your singing voice and wanted to learn more about it. He did come to wonder why you don't show your face in your songs like most other singers, but once he found out that is what you preferred to do, then he wouldn’t question you further. His favorite song of yours is "I'm Invincible" , he likes how describes the feeling of being confident and achieving their dreams.

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🏹Rook Hunt

-"Oh la la! Your singing is merveilleuse, Trickster!" Rook hunt is a very interesting fellow, he is very poetic and loves to express his joy for findings things beautiful, but he tends to become a bit stalker-ish, when he finds a person very interesting. Well, enjoy being stalked around by this hunter, he is going to be following you 24/7. He is the definition of an obsessive fan, just minus the craziness. Vil has noticed that Rook has become a huge fan of your talent, but he rather it be you then Neige LeBlanche, yet he does tell Rook to suppress some of his antics as he can imagine how much stress it may cause you. Rook is always present whenever you are singing/recording for a new music video, swooning over your voice and holding up signs that say "BEAUTE! 100 POINTS!" It's very hard for Rook to chose a favorite song since he adores every one of them, but he does tend to listen to "Yoru No Pierrot" more out of the others. He loves the colorful animation of the video

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🦇Lilia Vanrouge

-Lilia is very up to date with the latest trends and is the most knowledgeable about pop culture, like Cater. He is very talented in the music field himself, as he is shown to have a very beautiful singing voice and is part of the Pop Music Club with Kalim and Cater. He was on his way to his club room, when he heard the sound of singing nearby and went to go explore. He saw you in one of the empty classrooms, sitting on top of the desks, singing to yourself. While in the middle of your singing, Lilia had appeared above you, and gave you quite a scare. "Kufufu, your singing is quite lovely," Lilia said as he placed a hand on your cheek, while still staying upside down. Blushing, you thanked Lilia and he asked if you would be interested in joining his club. Before you could give your answer, Lilia had already dragged you out of the room and ran towards his club room. Lilia was happy to found out you had a channel on Magitube, and became your second biggest fan as Idia had already won the title of number one. Lilia was the most understanding of you not revealing yourself in your MV's , as he believes that you are already expressing yourself enough with your voice, and that it shouldn't matter whether you show your face or not. You did mention wanting to collaborate with his band, and make a song together, to help them gain some popularity. Once you told Lilia that, he was overjoyed. His favorite song of yours is "Tot Musica" , he can't get enough of how powerful your voice is and how intense the lyrics are.

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credit to Japanese singer, Ado

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