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yandere-sins · 4 years ago

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Glad to see you back! Could I ask for 41 from the prompt list with Kitsune Dabi. It just reminds me of that ninetales myth from pokemon mystery dungeon about their tails bringing calamity if someone touches them.

Oooh, yes, I remember that! Ah, how nostalgic, Ninetales is also my favorite Pokémon lol! Thank you for requesting it, hope you enjoy! :D

“Yes, you can touch them.”

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Curiosity might have killed the cat, but you were so sure that you weren’t the cat in this scenario. Neither was he, you had to admit, his traits way more fox than cat. The softness of his tails shone in the sweet grace of the moonlight, the black and red fur so prominent and visually appealing, it was like an invite to come and take a nap. Safe and comfortable in the tender feeling of those enormous tails.

Damn, you were so exhausted.

As long as you had been running, you hadn’t noticed it, but now that you came to a standstill, it was almost like your body demanded compensation for its work in the form of sleep, food, and water. Anything really, to keep you on your two legs, which were shivering enough to break down beneath you any second now.

“Tired?” he - the creature, the presence, the whatever he was - asked, grinning knowingly. “I’m not surprised; you ran quite a few circles through the forest before coming here.”

“Is... Is this...” you looked around you, the clearing so peaceful and serene, it was hard to imagine that just a bit of time ago, you had been amidst screams and terror as your village burned to the ground in the middle of the night. “Am I dead?”

“Dead?” he scoffed, laughing lightly. “Why? You feel like you are?”

Looking down at yourself, you inspected your hands, black from the ash. There were little cuts on your palms, up to your arms from where you got stuck to burning buildings and falling debris. “N-No, but everyone else... they... I... There was nothing I could...”

The blame was enough for tears to form in your eyes, heavy and hot, and you knew he was right, you weren’t dead at all. “I couldn’t help them at all,” you sobbed, ignoring the smearing feeling of your hands on your face, as you covered your eyes in shame. Slowly sinking into you, you sat down on the grass ground, wrapping your arms around your legs to give you some kind of comfort as you cried into what was left of the ruined clothes you were wearing. They had been so beautiful, so delicate, made just for you and your wedding that should have taken place instead of that awful disaster back home.

Perhaps you should have been more worried about who you were talking too, but you couldn’t bear to care at that moment. In a matter of hours, you had lost everything, even though it should have been the happiest day in your life. Sure, you didn’t know the groom you were supposed to be married too, but for your family and your village, you had been glad to overcome your initial fear, especially knowing he had picked you out of all the other marriage candidates that lived in the nearest villages and cities, and even from your own town.

It was only when you felt a soft touch, incredible to the feel, against your cheek, that you looked up on your own, seeing the tail dance just next to you, at least, one of them. You were so tempted to reach out, rub your face on it more, the softness and warmth bringing comfort that you sought out so desperately. But still, you hesitated, lowering the hands you wanted to reach out to it and digging them into your shins again.

The irritated click of a tongue did finally reach your ear, and you looked up in front of you again, helplessly brushing away the tears to see less in a less blurry vision. When he moved, he did so graciously, just like you expected from a fox spirit. The tails separated, giving him the freedom to move without them in the way, revealing his oddly colored and seemingly imperfect skin. But who were you to judge? You probably didn’t look much better.

“Crying? Really? On our wedding day?”

It didn’t take him many steps to approach, long fingers with sharp nails brushing under your chin, threatening, yet not painful. He lifted your chin, far more than you could in your current position, urging you to stand up on your knees as he wouldn’t stop the pressure under your jaw. “And here I thought I chose a ‘bride’ a bit more resolute than the others.”

“I-I don’t understand,” you had to admit, having to grab his wrist by now as his fingers laid around your jaw, pulling you up into a stand by the underside of your mouth alone. “There isn’t much to understand about, little Human.”

The tails behind him moved as if they had free reign to do what they wanted. One wrapped around your left shin, its tip tickling the sensitive skin of your feet. Another two laid themselves around your hips, giving you some cover and also warmth, while another slung itself around your right wrist multiple times, giving you the feeling of being held and restrained by it. “Do you like them?” he asked, the gleam in his eyes almost akin to fondness.

“Everyone loves them. You can touch them if you want.”

Another tip appeared right before your eyes, wiggling temptingly. You couldn’t deny the mighty need to touch it, cuddle it to yourself in an attempt to get more comfort. But at the same time, you couldn’t shake the feeling that you were forgetting something. “N-No, I shouldn’t...” you eventually muttered, trying to find some eye contact with him, but you found yourself stared down by the cold, icy circles in his eyes, making it incredibly hard to look directly into them.

“Yes. Yes, you can touch them. I’m being nice, don’t leave me hanging.”

“No, I don’t want to...”

“Do it.”

Silence, neither of you moved.

“Just fucking do it!”

Baring his teeth, you couldn’t help but jump from the sight of the sharp canine ones he showed. It made sense to you that they were there, but the sight, almost as shiny as they tails, made you realize how real they were. Real and sharp.

He reached for your free hand himself, wrapping his fingers around the wrist as he pulled it forward to his tail. Though you reacted quickly, balling your hand into a fist, causing the tails wrapped around you to stir in anger, tightening ever so slightly. “Why are you being so damn difficult?!” he barked, pulling at your arm roughly again and again.

“They promised you to me! They sold you out, you know that?! Couldn’t fulfill their debts to my clan for months now, so they promised me one of their own!”

“Wh-What?! No! I was promised to some man from another village! I was chosen from many!” you screamed at him, in pain, but your adrenaline skyrocketed.

“It’s not my fault when they told you that,” he growled back. “But it’s time to keep your end of the bargain! Your parents thought they were very clever, sending us a decoy and trying to get you away before we would find out, but I’m not that stupid.”

“You mean...” Your resistance weakened as your memories flooded back. You could clearly remember sending off your sibling, who was smiling and crying tears of joy. It was true that they always had been a sickly child, so hearing someone wanted to marry them was a surprise, yet the greatest joy you could have experienced in a long time. And on the same day as you even! You two would have become the happiest people on earth at the same time.

The tears flooded back, as you couldn’t help but think of what might have happened to them. The pain that you felt was instant, like a cold dagger in your chest, yet stinging in your whole body. “Are they...? Too...?”

The smile curling on his lips was a one-of-a-kind one, mischievous, yet, a poker face like you had never seen one. “Maybe,” he hummed, shrugging lightly. “Maybe not,” he added, grinning only wider with the spark of hope in your eyes. “They could be very much alive, and I could lead you to them. But you need to accept what you are first.”

Pulling on your arm again, you flinched over the strength he used to wrap around your wrist. You knew what he wanted. Knew what he was trying to make you do. Whatever plans he had with you, he needed you to touch his tails out of your own free will. Agree to the marriage put upon you two. Become his.

There were a million reasons not to, alone because you couldn’t know if your sibling even was still alive. But if they were, they were all that’s left from your family, all you had left on earth even. “The longer you wait, the more likely it will be that they are roasting over a campfire, you know.”

It was a taunt, a challenge even. But the way he was, you could only imagine how the other creatures in his clan behaved. Slowly, almost painfully, you opened your hand, revealing your palm. Noticing your cooperation, he finally let go of you, blood pumping through your wrist noticeably from being cut off by his strength before.

Carefully, you settled down into the fur, the tail bumping back into you, letting itself be gripped and held like an affectionate animal. It felt exactly like you imagined it, just as comforting as you hoped it would from all the other touches you had experienced. “Good,” he hummed, and you felt the tails around your body tug you forwards, closer to him until he could put his arms around you in an almost loving embrace.

“You decided right. I promise that our marriage will never be boring as long as you live. Otherwise, I’ll just burn down another village for you. Wouldn’t that be fun, Darling.”

Curiosity might not have killed the cat, but you knew it was on you to keep this maniac of a husband from killing more humans. And all you could think of as he gave you a kiss so bitter, tasting like smoke itself before he left the nibbling sensation of teeth on your lower lip, was that you hoped your sacrifice would be enough to keep your sibling alive at least.

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your-daily-dose-of-fandoms · 5 years ago

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Hiiiii!! Muichiro confessing to his cheerful!s/o ?? I love your work by the way. Thanks in advance 😊

Hiii! Thanks!!^^ I hope you enjoy this as much as I did when writing this! If not, feel free to request again~🌌💙

Muichiro Confessing To His S/O because I'm really creative with titles

Oh god how much he loved you.

At first he was reluctant about it, trying to ignore his feelings. He would never be good enough for you anyways. But when you started to show up in his dreams, not even in them leaving his mind, he knew he had to do something, because he had become even more absent-minded, daydreaming even more than before, and it had started to affect his life. You quickly became the only thing he couldn't forget.

He had never taken too much interest in relationships, he had more important stuff to do, but for you, he was ready to lift up the emotional wall he had set up for himself. Whenever he'd hear your laugh, your voice, even if it wasn't meant for him, his heart would skip a beat in his chest, as he'd often end up staring at you.

The only pillar that noticed the change of his attitude, was Mitsuri, naturally, hence being the pillar of love. And later on, she became the one he could turn to for these kind of things. The two pillars started to form a plan on how to confess to you, since Muichiro had no idea how to do that. He had no idea of how to act in a relationship, and he was afraid of forgetting in the middle of the confession what he was even doing, but he was willing to take the risk, as Mitsuri helped him to form a plan he simply wouldn't be able to forget.

And there he was, standing in front of your estate, a little box of treats in his hands, as he was nervously changing the leg he was putting his weight on. He had been told to wait for you at the port, unlike usual, as often he would just step in your estate and go take a nap in the garden, waiting for you to notice him. But now, in Mitsuri's opinion, it was better for him to be more formal.

Soon you came into his view, happily skipping towards him with a smile beaming on your face, that could only be compared to sun. No, actually, you could not be compared to sun, you were the sun, and he smiled at this thought of his as you jumped in to envelope him into your embrace. He smiled as you laughed.

"What's up? You haven't visited in such a long time!" You announced, and Muichiro looked down at his feet in shame. He felt quilty for not being able to visit you more often lately, as he had been getting ready for this day. His cheeks flushed red for even thinking about the outcome of this day, as he gave an apologetic bow.

"I'm so sorry Y/N-sama I-", He started but you were to interrupt him, with a pat on his head, a habit you would express often to him. Receiving headpats was to be expected when visiting you.

"Sama? Cut it out with the formalities, you can just use Chan", You told him and laughed, which made him look up at you. Your smile was so bright that it was almost blinding him. You seemed to shine, you were so bright. It was natural, was his only guess, since you were the sun, remember? After a while Muichiro gained back his composure and cleared out his throat.

"Oh yeah.. Sorry I forgot", He started as he then looked at the box in his hands, looking back at you after that. You looked at the box with furrowed eyebrows. He gulped.

"Actually.. I have a box of treats um.. As an apology for you", He told, and handed the box to you, which you took with an unreadable look on your face that made Muichiro feel restless. Usually you were like an open book to him, but now, your expression was something he could not read, as if hidden page in an old book. You then flashed a smile at him.

"Wanna come over for some tea? I was just about to start!" You offered, and Muichiro nodded delightfully. All of this stressing and preparation had made his throat dry, thirsting for something to drink. He followed after you, as you made a beeline to the garden just behind your estate, as he gazed at the flowers that had been carefully taken care of, on the both sides of the narrow gravel path. He ran a hand over them, as he knew the way to the small picnic place where you would always have your daily tea. When you two arrived, he took a look at the white blanket that had been laid on the green grass, with a cute little set of tea cups and teapot on it. He carefully sat on his usual place and then turned to look at you, as you were taking off your shoes and sitting on the blanket with crossed legs. You had a white kimono with blue collar and waist line. It was bringing out your (e/c) eyes, especially in the lighting outside, as you had a trouble to put a strand of your (h/c) hair behind your ear as the wind was blowing it on your face.

Muichiro picked up a small flower from the grass mat surrounding the blanket, as he twirled it between his fingers before putting it behind your ear, pulling the strand of the hair with it. A soft gasp was emitted from between you parted lips, as you looked at him with such a concentration that it made him squirm under your glare. His hazy eyes, that reminded you of the ocean, searched yours, as he locked the eyecontact with you. Neither of you hadn't even touched your tea yet.

"Muichiro.. You've been acting kind of weird lately.. Is everything alright?" You asked, as your fingers delicately brushed over the flower he had placed. He took a deep inhale, it was now or never, as he took out the paper he and Mitsuri had written everything on, so he wouldn't forget.

"(Y/N), I've wanted to tell this for you a while now, but I've fallen for your beautiful rich laugh that always lits up the atmosphere and-", Before he could even finish reading the first line of the text with a monotone voice, you gently put a hand over his, and made him set down his hands, the paper held in them.

"Muichiro, my dear, if you want to confess, say it with your own words, not with someone else's", You told with a soft voice, cringing at the cheesiness, your eyes showing so much kindess towards him, that it made him speechless. He felt helpless. He wouldn't be able to do it without the paper. He would forget what he had to say. He wouldn't remember any of the words, as they would just mix up in his head and lose their meanings. He didn't know how to confess in any other way.

"I know you can do it", You said, sending him a bright smile, as you squeezed his hand, your aura making him feel like you were right. Of course you were, he could trust you. He squeezed your hand back, as he took a deep inhale, and closed his eyes, letting the right choice of words flow out of his mouth, putting his whole trust in you.

"Y/N.. It's just that.. Every time i see you.. or hear your laugh.. or anything.. You just make my heart flutter.. And you're always in my mind.. even in my dreams and I just.. I just can't get you out of my mind and-" He took small breaks between his words, so that he could collect his running thoughts into words and therefore sentences. However, he was interrupted when a pair of plump and soft lips made in contact with his. He couldn't react at all, when it was already over, as your lips had only brushed against his for a short and sweet kiss.

He opened his eyes, to look at you giggling like a maniac, blush across your cheeks, making your face tinted with deep red. He looked at you like he was under a spell.

"I think I love you..", He finished his confession with a gasp mixed with sigh, as you cupped his cheeks, and looked him deep into his mint blue eyes.

"It's your lucky day, because guess what!" You started as you leant in for yet another kiss.

"I think I love you too"

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