#Yuliy Jirov imagine

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Mari voice claims !! (istg if this doesn't work im gonna cry)

I should've used Yanqing or Bennett's voice instead of Barbara's... (we can just imagine they haven't taken those voice changing pills yet...)

More info about chosen VA's UTC:

Sub VA chosen: Satou Hinata Character used: Mizuki Akiyama from Project Sekai Other characters voiced by the same VA: -Leah Kazuno from Love Live -Noa Fukushima from D4DJ -Junna Hoshimi from Revue Starlight

Dub VA chosen: Laura Stahl Characters used: Barbara Pegg from Genshin Impact (old voice) Other characters voiced by the same VA: -Xinyan (also from Genshin Impact -Aiger Akabane from Beyblade Burst Turbo -Yuliy Jirov (younger) from Sirius the Jaeger -Ray from The Promised Neverland

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Yuliy Jirov x Reader - “Yuliy Trying To Catch Your Attention Would Include...”

Requested by anon: Could you do hc’s for Yuliy trying to catch the attention of his crush?”

A/N: This is more like him realising his feelings then trying to catch your attention and how you got together tbh, but hope you like it!

It took him forever to even realised he had feelings for you.

Mikhail was the one that helped him realise his feelings.

He would always be a little shy around you.

More quiet than usual around you as well.

But fully interested in your topics of discussion.

He didn’t realise how he always had a small smile on his face and slightly pink cheeks.

Yuily would also keep an eye on you and wouldn’t really understand when he would get angry when you talk at a man that’s close to your age, especially Mikhail.

But he ignored what he was feeling, maybe it was the mission that was making him act weird? Or he was tired? He didn’t really know nor did he dwell upon it.

He had better things to think about.

Like you.

Mikhail was the one to notice his little brother’s interest in you and he purposely tried to make him jealous after he confronted Yuily and denied any claim he would be thrown regarding you.

So the older brother had to demonstrate his claims with proof.

“Hey (Y/N),” Mikhail’s arm would swing around your shoulders and pull you in his side, “how are you doing?”

Mikhail couldn’t help but smirk as Yuily frowned more and more.

You didn’t really understand what he was doing because he disappeared as quickly as he appeared.

“See little brother?” Mikhail could not conceal his smirk as he watched his brother grumble under his breath, knowing he must be right.

“Sooo, what are you going to do about it, huh?”

Mikhail’s grin falling immediately when Yuily says “nothing”.

“Seriously? You like her, ask her out or I’ll embarrass you,”

Yuily knows his older brother will do just that but he doesn’t want to ruin your friendship.

If he could even call it that, ever since his brother helped him sort out his emotions, he sort of started distancing himself because he didn’t know how to deal with it.

After much frustration, Mikhail decided to help his brother -- only to find his feet though, he needed to learn.

And be teased, like every brother would around his crush.

Mikhail would embarrass him in front of you to try and get you to notice him.

Does it work?

Lol, nope!

So Yuily just tries to get close again.

You were nice enough to start from a clean slate.

And immediately hit it off.

It was so fun between the two of you, he loved you even more but now he was even less inclined to ask you out because he loved what you two had together.

But thankfully, you felt the same way about Yuily and approached his brother for advice for obvious reasons.

Mikhail would know exactly what Yuily likes and maybe if he likes you back.

Thankfully for you, Mikhail was already pretty frustrated with Yuily for still not having done anything.

“He likes you as well, just kiss the pour soul.”

And blushing instantly when he says that as he shoos you away.

You took a while to make your move.

And Mikhail actually thought you were going to act like Yuily and never do anything about it either.

But one night, you got upset as something someone said and you ran into the garden when the moon was out.

And you stayed there a while because it was so beautiful to look at.

Yuily didn’t hesitate to follow you out.

He sat right next to you, close and everything.

Mikhail’s ship finally sailed.

Yuily was really good at comforting you and when you felt better, you turned to him and distinguished his pink stained cheeks.

Fortunately, he didn’t dare move and you slightly grasped both his cheeks and lowered his face closer to yours.

He let you take the lead, slowly closing his eyes as you captured his lips in yours.

His arms slowly etched up to your hips and around your waist, pulling you closer into his chest.

You were sure you heard Mikhail make a small cheer in the house.

Your fingers ran through his hair as you both pulled yourself closer to deepen the kiss.

And when you pulled away, you were both blushing messes.

“That was uh,” moving away from him a little.

It was his turn to make his move and he pulled you pack into his side, kissing your temple.

That how it aaaall started.

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Welp.

As I write the requests I have here, I have also been watching a new series. Dororo 2019 has stolen my heart, so ofc I’m writing a fic for it as well. Not only that, but I’ve also been writing something for Tenrou: Sirius the Jaeger. Shameless self-promotion below.

Dororo 2019

The Soul with the Brightest Flame: (Hyakkimaru/Female! Reader) ~ (Y/n) is just a simple traveler, curious of the world around her. When she comes back from harvesting her garden, she gets more than what she bargained for.

Tenrou: Sirius the Jaeger

The Secrets We Unfold: (Yuliy Jirov/Female! Reader) ~ (Y/n) is a Jaeger hailing from the German division. When the Professor asks for help from any neighboring unit, her unit is the one to answer. Though, she isn’t expecting to get thrown into a war. Beggars can’t be choosers, right?

[tenrou-sirius-the-writer]

Could you make an scenario where Yuliy meets again an chilhood and first love friend after severals years of the incident in Dogville? Thank you!

Hello! I haven’t answered an ask in a really long time, and I feel super bad about it. Fair warning, my writing style has changed a lot, into something I’m much more proud of.

Pairing: Yuliy x Sirius! Reader

Warnings: none

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Living as a Sirius outside of Dogville hadn’t been a kind transition in the least.

As a young and not-so-naive (at least, not anymore) child, along with the issues of the tragedy in Dogville, you had nothing to turn to. It was a miracle you’d even survived, albeit with an injury that should’ve finished the job. It had always been a source of crippling guilt, feeling like you shouldn’t even be alive and so fortunate when others weren’t.

It was a burden the nice couple that took you in bore wonderfully, surprised when you’d first lashed out at them — it was something stupid, but your eyes glowed their menacing blue, a storm brewing in the irises, teeth sharpening into her Sirius fangs — yet took it in stride. Your pseudo-father wrestled with you whenever the werewolf-typical instinct arose, letting you bite them and scratch at them in good fun. It was more than you’d ever expected.

But. . . it wasn’t enough. Not the same.

You thought you were alone. Why wouldn’t you? After bearing witness of your long-time crush’s older brother, Mikhail, perishing underneath the unmerciful claws of the vampires, and Yuliy disappearing into the cold forest; it was only logical, no matter how utterly depressing and soul crushing it was. You figured out later that it might not have been just a crush, like you’d presumed.

The fateful reunion wasn’t dramatic, or teeth-clenching or scary or anything you’d expected, really. But it was a reunion, and that’s all that mattered, in your eyes.

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You walked absentmindedly through the grocery store, idly pushing a cart that grated against your sensitive ears painfully. It was annoying, but bearable. You glanced back down at the grocery list clenched in your hand, finding it stupid that your roommate sent you to the grocery store, fully aware she was absolutely terrible at navigating it. It was common you’d spend literal hours there, wandering through the aisles.

You were halfway through the list, your roommate showing you mercy with a shorter list than usual.

You swiveled into the aisle you were looking for, filled with boxes of crackers and some cheeses. It was one of the widest, well-liked by the more wealthy citizens and those looking for food that fit celebrations, also to fit the sections of chilled cheeses. The shelves were high, and once you took a few minutes searching for the specific brand of crackers, you found it. A pit of dread appeared in your stomach.

It was on the very top shelf. Way too high for your short stature.

After some rather pathetic jumps and attempts to reach it on your tip-toes (also cursing the fact that being a Sirius didn’t automatically make you tall), you promptly gave up trying to do it by yourself. It was infuriating, and you didn’t want to concede and use your superior strength for something so easily overcame. It was stupid, but you were angry.

Giving up, you tapped the guy next to you on the shoulder.

He looked like he was trying to avoid every other presence in the store, a deadpan expression on his face. You would’ve avoided him, respecting his personal bubble and the resting bitchface that had the potential to turn into something you didn’t want to deal with, if he hadn’t smelled so. . . familiar. It was reflex to take a whiff of the scent of those around you, something you were taught from early age and a part of some specific customs in Dogville she was only supposed to practice with an unknown Sirius, but it was instinctual. The stranger smelled like. . . like pack, and home and everything good.

You raked your eyes over his body. Traditional clothing from your village, that you’d hadn’t seen in so long. A pang of hurt zipped through your chest, and so much hope that it hurt.

The man turned, his face that you couldn’t see before striking your brain with familiarity. A white tuft of hair, the other strands of dark hair pulled back.

“Oh my God,” you said, breathy and unbelieving the impossible situation in front of you. “Yuliy? Is that you?”

A look of shock passed over the features that you’ve hadn’t seen in years, sharper and more handsome than ever.

“(Y/N)?” Yuliy (you were certain, at this point) asked, beginning to breathe heavier. You watched as his nose twitched, sniffing the air and his eyes opened wider. Yuliy froze.

Memories of happier days flashed through your head, tears welling in your eyes as you remembered innocent snowball fights, watching sunsets at the top of houses and huge smiles. The memories were cast with a haze, reminiscent of a very different, missed time. You heart clenched, remembering what you tried so hard to repress, but couldn’t with Yuliy in front of you. You couldn’t believe it, something you’ve always wanted standing in front of you.

Unable to hold yourself back, in your rush of swelling emotions of happiness and the howling cries of joy of the wolf in the back of her head, you rushed and leaped forward, latching onto Yuliy with a death grip. You didn’t plan on letting go anytime soon. For a moment, you feared that maybe this wasn’t Yuliy —maybe you were hallucinating, the anniversary of the attack on your village was in a weeks time — but you banishbed the thought as soon as it arose, sure in yourself. The contact soothed you in ways the closest to you couldn’t even accomplish, a strong feeling of comradery and pack making your lip wobble. You bit your lip, not wanting to show weakness. Then, you realized you didn’t care.

Your emotions crashed together, letting go of them as you began sobbing into Yuliy’s shoulder, letting out all of the pain you’ve felt in his absence. In your village’s absence. Yuliy seemed to be knocked out of his stupor, suddenly feeling his arms wrap around you tightly, squeezing your smaller body to his chest protectively and desperately, dipping his face into your neck to breathe in your comforting scent. As you clutched at his shirt, dirtying it with your own tears, you felt his heavy puffs of breath, assuming he was really trying to keep himself from crying as you were. So many sheer emotions curled their way into you at once, it was completely overwhelming but also welcomed.

“I-I thought you were dead!” You cried, choking on your words a little. You pulled back from the hug a bit, almost regretting it with the way Yuliy’s arms tightened around you in response, attempting to prevent you from getting away. You smiled through your tears, the happiest you’d been in a regretfully long time. “I thought I just left you there t-to die and—”

Yuliy pulled back his head to look at you, the expression on his face making your knees weak. His face showed relief and pure emotion that you couldn’t even begin to decipher. Your hands suddenly felt too empty and cold in his shirt, wanting to feel his skin and confirm that he was actually alive and breathing and okay and you immediately lost any doubts you had in the slew of everything else before you cupped his face in your hands, rubbing your thumb over Yuliy’s cheekbone. It was far too intimate for the public eye, but you couldn’t find it in yourself to care.

“How are you alive?” Yuliy asked, a small smile on his face. “Not that I—”

“I know,” you interrupted, dropping your smile. “They attacked and left me for dead, and I should’ve died but I didn’t, somehow and. . . and it was really hard.”

Yuliy frowned, eyebrows furrowing in concern once he spotted the huge scar peeking out from your shirt. His expression shifted once again into anger, this time, and you panicked, quickly beginning to run soothing circles into his skin.

“Hey, I’m fine now, it’s okay.”

“I know, but— I’m sorry.”

“Nothing to be sorry for.”

A comfortable silence passed over them, contentedly relaxing in the embrace of your best friend (and secret crush) that you hadn’t seen in what felt like a torturous millennia.

You and Yuliy left the grocery store in hand, groceries completely forgotten.

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[jaeger-records]

Hey, is it possible to have a Yuliy one-shot where he and his s/o are in a huge argument because she's very careless during fights and in the last one she almost died and because she keeps bottling her emotions she just breaks during their fight and starts crying and Yuliy starts to panic a little and it ends in a fluff. Sorry if it's too much😫😫 thank you very much 😊😊😊

I’m sorry you had to wait so long, I hope you’ll still enjoy your request. I had a lot of fun while writing, it was a pleasure to venture deeper into Yuliy’s feelings 😊 I’m not sure if it’s dramatic or/ and fluffy enough 🙈 I’m not good at arguments because I tend to get super unreasonable and I wanted to save us the pain 😂Any complaints and critique is very welcome! Here goes some Yuliy for you ~ Lots of Love ❤ Lin 

[Yuliy x fem!reader] [angst/ fluff] [word count: 1.015] Something is not right here. There is a shiver running through Yuliy’s body making his guts itch. Yuliy squints his eyes as the fading sunlight irritates his vision. Restlesslyhis gaze wanders her frame.              It was a rough day for both of them, Jaeger had been tailing them almost all day and he wasn’t evensure if they were really able to throw them off. Stress and exhaustion eating on his composure, frustration loosened his tongue. As soon as they found a safe place to stay he had  blurted out how he couldn’t handle herrecklessness any longer. How he couldn’t stand seeing her throwing her life away so thoughtlessly anymore. Remembering their last enemy encounter, he reminded her that she just made a hairbreadth escape from deaths doorstep.Horrible pictures of her lifeless frame dangling in enemy hands still freshly painted in his mind.               At first, she had calmly responded“Throwing my life away for you? I’ll gladly do it again” then she had given him the silent treatment. She is always collected, rarely loosing hertemper in situations like this. Usually, he could handle that much but today it was different. Her words and the indifference she treated such an important subject with just set him off. The instant he had tried to touch hershoulder she aggressively had snapped his hand away. Irritation had stopped his words only for a moment, quickly he had pressed his arguments on her again and again. Then she had started throwing insults at him, raising hervoice strangely loud. It went back and forth until she had hit the cupboard behind her.  With a clink a vase standing on top dropped, rolling a few inches until it shattered with a boisterous sound on the wooden floor.            Silence clogs the air, the atmosphere is tense. Tightly her fingers clutch the wooden edge behind her, her grip so strong turning her knuckles white. Something is about to turn horribly wrong.“Yulichka” she hangs her head, voice breaking. “Can you hear yourself talking?” a strange sound somewhere between laughing and sobbing bubblesout of her.Yuliy freezes. Fallen strands framing her face block his view but he catches a glimpse of her brows closely knit together. “You want me to stop jumping in front of you when something is threatening to hurtyou? You want me to stop buying you time when I am able to? You want me to think about my actions more thoroughly because my life is important?” she clutches her chest, fabric of her shirt crumpling.“Yuliy” it’s more of a hitch than a word “That’s so hypocritical”her voice is small, almost inaudible. When she raises her head he feels like lightening just struck him. Face a painful mask, her eyes are glossy. Salty beads prickle slowly over her now crimson cheeks.           “Whatabout you? You’re doing reckless stuff like that all the time. Protecting the arc, protecting me, protecting others. What about your life?”            Genuine truth ringing inside his ears he gulps. She’s never been that emotional before,panic renders his thoughts useless. Never has he seen her in agony like this before, desperate tears pouring endlessly. She is not finished yet, though.“Do you know how I feel when I see you oozing right through myhands? When you seem so desperate to burn your life away? Don’t you care about my thoughts, my feelings, my wishes?” Leaning over she almost tears her shirt apart. “I want to support you, to protect you becauseyou are important to me. Not because I care for that stupid decade old thing in your eye. You are important because I love you, I love you so much I can’t breathe when you’re not around. I can’t be when you’renot here. Please, don’t take that away from me” she shouts, words spilling hoarsely.           Shecould as well just slapped him right across his face. Guilt wells up, cold fingers grasping a prison around his heart. Dealing with feelings has never been easy since that incident. Being afraid of having his feelings taken away again he hardly shows them. Such an open display overwhelms him, not because his passion doesn’t run equally deep, but rather because he is so afraid of putting it into words. Once he touches it, it might crack,breaking into a million little pieces.            Yuliy blinks once, twice.            He bites hislip.            She is the person closest to him, closest to his heart.            He wants to keepher safe, nothing should ever hurt her.           She chose to be by his side, bear his burden.            She is his family.            He is her family.           She wants to keep him safe, nothingshould ever hurt him.            He is the person closest to her, closest to her heart.            His mind shifts gears.           Feet carry him unconsciously. He wraps his arms around her, embracing her so tight shealmost can’t breathe. “I’m sorry” he nuzzles her neck, resting his head against her shoulder: ”I shouldn’t have said that. I was thoughtless. It’s just… it’s… if I’d lose you I might be still living, but not being alive” He feels her hands rubbing soothing circles on his back. It’s silly, he should be the one comforting her. Taking a step back to get a look at her face he is surprisedto find her smiling fondly. Wet still coats her flushed cheeks, puffy eyes are a silent reminder, but her body language speaks completely different than before. A warm hand cradles his cheek, she parts her lips but his thumbcaressing the bottom line of her mouth stop words from flowing. Yuliy lays his hand on top of hers, delicately lacing their fingers together. Dark ocean eyes full of affection lock with hers. Foreheads touch, the tips of theirnoses brush against each other, a gesture nearly as intimate as sharing a kiss. “I understand how you feel. Let’s promise to cherish what’s important for the other” he whispers on her lips, she nods.“I vow to care for your thoughts, your feelings and your wishes. I love you” 

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The moon shone brightly in the slightly clouded night sky. I was taking a stroll in the garden when I soon started to hear groans of pain and heavy breathing. I looked around the corner to see Yuliy alone, slightly panting.

I knew what was happening. His powers were getting out of control again. A few days ago, Yuliy revealed to me that he was half-human and half-werewolf. He expected me to just simply run away or treat him like a monster. But I comforted him and told him.

"I would never do that because I love you"

But the next day, he was distant with me. Giving me the hint that my feelings were one-sided. Tonight, I pushed my hurt feelings aside and approached him.

"Yuliy... Are you feeling-"

"Get away! Before I hurt you" he yells. Interrupting me which was understandable. I took a deep breath and stood my ground.

"I'm not leaving you like this Yuliy, Im worried you might harm yourself" I tried to reason with him, but he pushes me away.

"Do you want me to hurt you!" he threatened me, his eyes showed guilt and pain. 'I just know he needs me... But how?' I thought until an idea popped up.

I crept over to him slowly. Not wanting to trigger his supernatural powers. I see his eyes glow into an electric blue color in the moonlight. Making my cheeks go red.

"You can do this (Y/n)" I mumbled to myself as the wind picks up.

"It's okay Yuliy, everything will be alright" I smiled gently in reassurance as I stopped a few feet away from him. He growled dangerously, not scaring me at all. I wrapped my arms around him in a tight embrace.

"I don't want to hurt you (y/n), so please run away" he whispered in pain. His heart rate increasing. I knew there was one thing that could stop this. I grabbed his chin and tilted it until his eyes stared into mine.

"No, I can't bear the fact that you're in pain" I grabbed his cheeks and captured his cold lips with mine. Giving him a bit of a shock. Sparks flew in me as the feeling of his lips sent a shiver down my spine.

I moved back and saw that his eyes went back to normal and his breathing was steady. "(Y/n)..." Yuliy whispered which his cheeks turning red. I turn my heels and walked away.

"I hope that helped you control your powers" I laughed and soon disappeared from his sight. My cheeks were red like a red rose and my legs were slightly shaking. I let out a heavy sigh before making my way through mansion in hopes that I don't get lost. Like last time...

(Yuily)

After she turned the corner, my thought started up again. She was the reason I couldn't control my powers tonight. She made me fall for her and all I want to do is claim her as my mate.

"Stupid feelings..." I smiled as I gazed at the moon. Just as beautiful as (Y/n)'s sparkling (e/c) eyes. As soon as I get the Arc of Sirius, I will make her mine.

First Imagine. I hope it was good enough for your liking ~❤

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Just two boys sharing a nice warm bowl of Ochazuke (˘⌣˘ )

I drew this about 3 months ago after watching Sirius the Jaeger.

Yuliy Jirov reminds me so much of Atsushi Nakajima from Bungou Stray Dogs (they have the same seiyuu too!). I can imagine them getting along and relating to each other's past. Both boys deserve more love.

[dragon-hall]

I don't know if request are open but if they are can you do an little red riding hood au with Ryoko and Yuliy, please?

A/N: To you, anon, whosent this request, I found a very interesting art that might comein handy with this AU. It’s not mine but just imagine the things that can goalong with this. For now, this is my basis for the red riding hood AU.

Oh, and I’m notexactly in a writing mood lately. I’m sorry. I still take some requests once ina while though.

Red Riding Hood AU quick info: Ryoko is employed as a ‘hood’, an organization overseeing supernatural occurrences around the globe. She became a partner with a boy named Yuliy who has an interesting ability.

“It was…weird?” Ryoko juggles with the words in her head. “No. Not weird. Unexpected? That’s about right but it’s not either.”

“You’ve said it’s good but not as well. Make up your mind?” Both her friends are slumped trying to decipher what she means. They are excited to know how their friend fare with her first partnership and to a very interesting piece of a specimen as well. 

Yuliy Jirov is a descendant of the Sirius clan, the very last clan capable of shapeshifting to a bloody murderous wolf that will chase you down until you are down. It earned them the term big bad wolf across the lands. It painted a very disturbing picture in Ryoko’s young mind of a scary looking man and its monstrous counterpart which led her to believe that she will always be afraid for her own life during the course of this partnership.

Meeting Yuliy, however, shattered all of those preconceived notion of brutality and death. Instead, she met a boy too close to her age with blue eyes full of inexplorable wisdom and a face of innocence. He looked thin and lanky, he seemed incapable of weilding anything other than a light foil (and she internally kicks herself for underestimating him)…

…and he looked out of place there, sitting on her granma’s favorite chair and drinking tea from granma’s favorite cup. What in the world -

“I did not eat your grandmother.” The boy quipped. “Put the sword down, please. It’s tea time.”

Ryoko did not how her hand came to grip the hilt of her sword and how close she had been in unsheathing the blade underneath. She realized too late that her hands were shaking as well.

“She went out to get some snacks. She will be back soon.” He assured her, unable to hide his comment on how delicious that tea was.

That gentleness in his voice somehow made her breathe a little easier.

The girl grumbles. Her fingers are just itching to attach themselves to her head and scratch the frustration out from it.

“I mean I expected him to be a quiet person because he is not from around here. He is so…enigmatic.”

“Cultural differences.” Makie, the brainier of the three, pushes her spectacles further up her nose.

“And - and I know he values relationships no matter what it is so he tries to get along with me. He does not show it but he does things in his own little way and I appreciate it.”

“Him trying to make friends is what matters. He is adjusting.” Of course, the socialite Shino knows that her newly acquired partner is not a social person given that the stigma that follows him around is not a good one. “This is good, right?”

And yet -

It’s not good. Not good at all!

For her heart, that is.

One moment, they were subduing a fair group of vampires ransacking a village in the Eurasian plains during the middle of the night. She and a handful of hoods settled in a comfortable pace of slashing and hacking undeads while Yuliy in his large, furry and pristine wolf form quickly sniffed out the rest of the vampires. He was glorious, to be honest. Not exactly the monster depicted in the stories but he was terrifyingly splendid in that form.

The next moment, however, she was not expecting. There were villagers that were to be taken to a nearby refuge camp and, of course there were children. Said children were clinging to the fur of one large wolf Yuliy and said wolf did not mind giving them a ride on his back or have them clinging around his limbs. Or his tail.

Note to self: he likes ear rubs and petting. Ryoko gaped when she saw a large tongue lolling out from the beast’s mouth when a little girl started petting his head.

How… How can that fit the stigma of being a bloody murdering wolf?

It’s too cute!

“Yes. You are probably right. It’s only the first week.” There is a lot more to learn with the mystery that is called Yuliy Jirov. So far, he is smashing all the negative thoughts away from her head and is a good company.

“Oh, I forgot to buy his tea.”

[mystic-sky]

I nearly choked on air when I thought of this. Headcanons of Genderbent Yuliy and Misha! (And everyone thought big brother mode Misha was cute...Now we have Mama Mode Misha)

This my shit right here

Fem!Yuliy Jirov

She’s definitely not all that different personality wise. I imagine her having super long hair, in a side fish tail braid, and the same slender like body. 

This Yuliy hates being underestimated, especially when fighting enemies. She’ll act so reckless and forget that she’s a girl sometimes, often not seeing men’s true intentions in or out of fights.

She won’t like wearing girl clothes, no matter how much Dorothea encourages it.

She’s as oblivious to romance as Male!Yuliy is, and it’s not till she gets much older that she develops any sort of crush on anyone.

I can see this Yuliy being a closeted sweet tooth as well; she might want to keep the image of being a tough chick so no one really knows about it.

In relationships, a very dominant lover and/or experienced lover would be best for her. She doesn’t really know where to begin in romance so an s/o who holds her hand a little makes things very easy.

Fem!Mikhail Jirov

whew chile

I can see her having long messy hair after becoming a vampire still. She’d keep it on a low ponytail, maybe even a braid if she felt like it.

She’d be pretty tomboyish, trying her best to take the place of her dad back in the village.

She did all the hunting, and taught Yuliy everything their dad taught her.

She’d baby the hell out of him, always wiping his face if he had dirt on it. 

She’d force-feed Yuliy to finish his food whenever he was being bratty and it’s just so adorable.

When their mother dies and after she’s turned and finds out Yuliy is alive, she feels the need to play both roles of mother and father, even though Yevgraf won’t allow it.

In relationships, she’s always babying her lover. They’d get a little overwhelmed by it and she’d learn to tone it down over the years. I can see Fem Misha being so much more shyer than her male self, she’s always playing it off calm, cool and responsible, but her s/o always knows how to take her breath away.

[crazyfreckledginger]

[x] § Yuliy Jirov Imagine §

“(Y/N), i-is that you?” he felt an unbearable pain in his chest as he stared at you.

“Yuliy!” Your teary eyes didn’t leave his as you raced to him as he engulfed you in a tight hug.

“I thought I lost you, I thought I had to bear the burden of never having you in my life again,” he cried in your shoulder.

“I’m so sorry,” 

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@teen-titans-imagines a lil angst for you

[tenrou-sirius-the-writer]

Would you kindly write about yuliy having a crush? Just some hardcore fluff please! Thank you so much!!

A/N: I hope you like this one!! Sorry it’s short, but I liked this ask from an angle that wasn’t so much of a scenario or in current-time with dialogue, but I liked the thought of writing about some things that would develop in a relationship with Yuliy, or what would need to happen.

Pairing: Yuliy x Reader

Warnings: none, just hardcore fluff

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Yuliy hadn’t been sure exactly. . . when it started. Romance was never at the forefront of his mind, Yuliy never thought about it and he doesn’t single anybody out in a crowd.

Maybe it was when he noticed the bare compassion in your eyes, when you looked at him. Soft colors that he could pick out the small details of and appreciate. He would’ve, if he wasn’t so new to these kinds of things and awkward and shy and he didn’t really like those parts of himself very much.

Possibly when his heart began picking up in your presence, Yuliy obliviously questioning himself and a sickness that could be arising in his body. He felt too hot, anyways. Uncomfortably so, and he wanted to squirm, idly wondering if it was the cold outdoors that was causing the sudden bout of irregularity in his own body.

Yuliy began craving to be in your presence eventually, following you around like a lost puppy (as Philip so eloquently described and teased him about. Yuliy retaliated more defensively than usual, face red, getting even angrier at the smug look on Philip’s face as he discovered a new way to torment Yuliy). He fretted over your injuries, feeling unpredictable flares of fierce protectiveness that Yuliy was starting to believe was out of his control, coming on suddenly or if there was a threat that proved to be dangerous. Yuliy wondered if more of his hair would turn white from those worries alone.

Nightmares began. The massacre of his village playing out over and over and over with you and Mikhail at its epicenter, covered in blood that painted the snow red around your bodies, being savagely eaten and torn violently into by claws and long teeth. Yuliy hated those dreams, he always woke up in cold sweats, falling out of his bed in his terror or leaping up or yelling in fear. On those nights, he ended up in your room; your calming presence enveloping him and lulling Yuliy back to slumber.

Yuliy’s fear of losing you doubles, after those nightmares begin showing themselves, scared of your fate being the same as his family’s.

Conversation deepens, Yuliy confiding in you and vice versa of his fears, his hopes, his dreams, his goals. The responsibility he feels over being the last Sirius.

Maybe everything began when he really started trusting you. Yuliy allowed you to leap into battle alongside, following him in his impulses and Yuliy felt comfortable enough to leave his back open when you were there, confident that you’d keep him safe.

Yuliy didn’t know when it started, but he knew it wouldn’t stop anytime soon.

[crazyfreckledginger]

Anime Masterlist

A/N: I decided to finally post this since the list of fics was growing, hope you like it!

BHA

Shoto Todoroki x Reader - “Birthday Boy”

Momo Yaoyorozu x Reader - “Kitty Trouble”

Vampire Knight

Zero Kiryu x Reader - “Asking Zero Out On A Date Would Include…”

Zero Kiryu x Reader - “Getting Jealous When People Hit On Zero Would Include...”

Zero Kiryu A-Z smut 1

Kaname Kuran x Reader - “Dating Kaname Kuran Would Include…”

Rido Kuran x Reader - “Dating Rido Kuran Would Include…”

Diabolik Lovers:

Sakamaki Brothers x Reader - “Thirty Second Nightmare” [Part 1] [Part 2]

Richter Sakamaki x Reader - “Richter Initiating Cuddling Would Include…”

Yuma Mukami + Possessive & Jealous 

The Seven Deadly Sins:

Melodias x Reader - “Devil Angel Newbie”

Body Swap

Imagines

Sirius The Jaeger:

Yuliy Jirov x Reader - “Yuliy Trying To Catch Your Attention Would Include…”

Philip x Reader - “Your First Kiss With Philip Would Include…”

Yuily A-Z smut 

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