#a very interesting female character who is killed off by a man.

[writtenbyhan]

i love her.

WON JI-AN as Se-mi (Player 380) in Squid Game (Season 2)

[ladyloveandjustice]

Yuri Manga for New (AND Not-So-New) Readers

I was talking on discord about some good yuri for beginners, and figured I'd repost here.

I get way more detailed some of these recommendations in this post, and there's great recs from another person too! Check it out!

I'm doing this accounting to various tones and tastes, so what works as a beginner yuri for one person might not for another, just read the info to figure out what your jam is.

I'll put a star by the ones about adults (which is the majority of them) since I've found that's always something people want.

Goodbye my Rose Garden (Victorian yuri w/ beautiful art, just beautiful all around)*

How Do We Relationship? (messy adult relationships and lots of actually realistic intimacy)*

She Loves to Cook and She Loves to Eat- (A woman loves to cook but doesn’t have a huge appetite, only to find the woman next door to her does! She cooks for her and they really start to bond over food and the trials of being working adults. Yes, this is the one where the woman googles lesbian. It's really good)*

Bloom into You- a common go-to yuri for beginners for a reason, about a girl who believes she can't fall in love meeting a girl who wants to date her specifically BECAUSE she can't fall in love. Find out more about it and hear my thoughts here. It has a gorgeous anime that doesn't cover the complete story.

Doughnuts Under the Crescent Moon (sweet office lady romance, ace rep) *

Catch These Hands! (These two women were delinquents and rivals in high school, they meet up again, one reveals she was always into the other, she challenges her to a fight on the condition that if the other woman loses she'll date her. Lots of slapsticky fun and great for any lover of girl delinquents)*

Run away with me, Girl (there's some abuse shown in this one, but it's a story about healing, the premise is these girls dated in high school, but one of the pressured herself "normal" and marry a man, that man turns out to be abusive, so when the former lovers reunite, they decide to run away together. It's got beautiful art and a well done story)*

The Moon on a Rainy Night (absolutely spectacular, explores the relationship between a hard of hearing girl and her closeted classmate, the characters are complex and the writing is so good!)

Kase-san And...- Starting with Kase-san and the Morning Glories, this is a very fluffy and sweet high school romance. It also has a short movie. (as the manga goes on they become college students, too)

The Two of Them Are Pretty Much Like This (slice of life about a voice actress and anime screenwriter who live together as a couple. Unfortunately the ending is a bit abrupt (and likely premature) but I love their relationship)*

My fave Otherside Picnic is great for scifi and (mild) horror lovers. It's Scifi creepypasta adventure yuri. It's a slow burn but does truly spectacularly deliver on the gay. Has an anime, it's not great, you should start with the novels. Wrote an article here. https://www.animefeminist.com/how-otherside-picnic-masterfully-uses-horror-to-explore-abuse-and-show-healing-queer-love/ *(v young adults, college students)

The Guy She was Interested in Wasn't a Guy at All: (A web manga about a girl who works at a record shop. Her classmate , Aya, wanders in but doesn't recognize her because she has her hair hidden with a hat and is wearing a face mask, and Aya assumes she's a guy. They bond over music and slowly start to get closer...and Aya's finds her heart is fluttering not only over this mysterious boy, but her female classmate that seems a lot like him...) It's got a physical release too!

This Monster Wants to Eat Me: (A depressed girl who's been searching for death gets approached by a mermaid who wants to eat her...but the thing is, our monster mermaid is a gourmet who wants her to be as delicious as possible, which means she's going to make her happy first (as apparently that enhances her flavor), and fight off all the other monsters who want to kill her. This is TOP TIER yuri horror and a must read for any lover of monster girls, especially monster girls drenched in the blood of their enemies, it's so good)

I Married my Best Friend to Shut My Parents Up (girl and her friend get married simply so her parents will stop bugging her about being single. You can probably guess where it goes from there) *

I Married my Female Friend (similar premise, except no parents involved, it's a platonic marriage they both agreed to with the promise they'll divorce if one of them falls in love. But one woman has decidedly not platonic feeling for the other that she's hiding from her, so things start turning a bit romantic...the ending is a little rushed but good)*

Whisper Me a Love Song: (A girl named Himari sees her upperclassman, Yori, perform with her band and falls in love with her music. She confesses her love of Yori's music, and Yori mistakes it as Himari confessing to being in love with her. Yori falls head over heels at first sight. (if you don't like miscommunication, dw this is cleared up fairly quickly and new drama ensues) Has an anime covering early material)

Monthly in the Garden with my Landlord* (it didn't really hit with me but I might give it a shot again, it's solid despite the terrible title, a woman moves into a house and finds she'll be cohabitating with an idol) (Some more titles I haven't fully read that could appeal: Still Sick*, Cheerful Amnesia*)

Hana and Hina After School: (a cute three volume about a gyaru and shy girl working together at a shop after school and catching feelings)

After Hours: (A cool punk girl meets a girl who's been abandoned by her friend at the club, and she introduces her to the world of DJ'ing...and romance!)*

My Cute Little Kitten (two roommates adopt a cat...and maybe fall in love?)*

I think all of those work as solid intro- though it does depend on what flavor you're looking for!

This article also covers some of these recs and some manga I didn't mention due to not having completely read it. so check it out: The Beginners Guide to Yuri Manga.

Here's some titles to try when you're a little more familiar with yuri (or you can try them now! I'm not your boss!)

SHWD (action yuri that's taking forever to come out over here physically, featuring extremely muscular women fighting monsters. I think it was forced to end prematurely too)*

Kiss and White Lily for my Dearest Girl: (The main storyline is about two academic rivals, where one is determined to rank first in class, and the other is an effortless genius who becomes intrigued at the possibility of someone beating her. Honestly they have the kind of messy combative sexual tension I wish we'd see more often in yuri because it's so good. The story follows other couples too. However, big warning for some nonconsensual kisses in early volumes, and a storyline in volume 7 that has implied incest and an age gap, though the older sister doesn't go through with it onscreen).

Sweet Blue Flowers/Aoi Hana- (This one is a little bit dated, and boy is the ending weirdly paced, but a lot still holds up imo. A painful and sweet coming of age tale, it also has an anime that's good but ends too soon.

One teenage characters backstory involves some very heartbreaking statutory rape/csa that's also incestuous (older cousin). The perpetrator is extremely manipulative and she even pulls the "oh no did I turn you gay? thing" but it's definitely framed as a bad thing.)

The Summer You Were There: (For tragic and doomed yuri lovers. A deeply depressed girl starts her journey to healing thanks to a girl who courts her and enjoys her writing. Unfortunately, said girl is terminally ill. The manga is a heart wrenching meditation on grief, redemption, and how being sick doesn't mean you can't still be loved).

Yuri is My Job- a story about messy lesbians in a yuri-themed cafe, and how their real relationships differ from the personas they put on. Read more about it here. Big warning for sexual assault of a minor (by an adult villain) in volume 12. Has an anime covering early material.

[yanderes-galore]

What about a platonic yandere Aegon II with a daughter!reader after B+C?

Fell in love with this idea ON. SIGHT. Broke my own rules on this, my bad. I don't usually do young darlings, but for this it made the most sense. Don't expect stuff like this all the time... but I love the idea of Aegon, Helaena, and Aemond being platonic yanderes to Aegon's Daughter. Unfortunately no Daeron as he's not around during this period.

❗️SPOILERS FOR HOTD SEASON 2❗️

Yandere! Platonic! Aegon II with Daughter! Darling

(FT. Helaena + Aemond - Aftermath of Blood + Cheese)

Pairing: Platonic

Possible Trigger Warnings: Female Darling, Obsession, Overprotective behavior, Child death/Murder, Blood, Manipulation, Fear of loss, Isolation, Mature language, Targcest (Aegon/Helaena), Medieval gender roles, Toxic family dynamics, Forced companionship.

First of all, let's talk about who you are.

In terms of being Aegon's daughter...

You could be one of his legitimate heirs with Helaena.

That or maybe you could be a bastard from one of his many flings. Perhaps one who later became a cupbearer for him?

Regardless of how... Aegon gets horrible after the death of Jaehaerys.

Before the assassination, Aegon isn't... very invested.

He's paying more attention to his first son, hyping Jaehaerys up as his heir.

He cares for you, but not as much as his first son.

He keeps an eye on you yet you're often with Helaena.

Helaena takes good care of you... even if your father is often busy.

You're well cared for, even as a bastard Helaena doesn't wish to leave you on your own.

Perhaps, as a dreamer/seer, she senses your fate beside Aegon and wants to aid you through it.

Your life is... decent within the Red Keep one way or another.

Things only really go downhill when the Blood + Cheese incident occurs.

Jaehaerys is murdered in the night due to assassins sent by Daemon.

The news is devastating.

Helaena spent the whole night with her mother, holding her remaining children and you in her arms.

You're older than the babe(s) when it all happens, perhaps a young kid (To make it make sense, you can probably age the characters up from canon)

In the morning... your father is furious.

Aegon's screaming at anyone he sees.

Maids, servants, the Small Council, his knights...

Anyone.

Aegon screams about Rhaenyra and her side killing his heir.

One would not think he is a man close to his children.

He only seemed to like Jaehaerys because he was a male heir.

That's what you thought, at least.

Until Aegon kept coming to your chambers.

You were often with Helaena before and after the death of your sibling.

So you were not expecting to see Aegon come in to pester you.

You are his by blood, you are his eldest daughter.

Aegon himself didn't realize how... affected he was.

He didn't know how grateful he was to have you until his son was murdered.

Aegon is a man doomed to lose all of his children in the end.

Perhaps even you.

Helaena knows this well and is worried when Aegon shows a sudden interest in you.

Aegon would get noticeably more... protective of you as his daughter.

He may have no eldest son now, but you're still one of his eldest.

He never lets you out of his sight after the death of Jaehaerys.

Helaena often asks he leaves you alone, but the king never does.

"Oh please, wife... let me see her. I won't cause her any harm."

Aegon drags you to Small Council meetings and shows you to Sunfyre.

He's paranoid yet proud of you, his eldest daughter.

He isn't affectionate at first.

But when Jaehaerys dies, he's suffocating.

The king, your father, holds you close.

During Small Council meetings, he has you right beside him or in his lap.

When his Council asks him to leave you with Helaena, Aegon blatantly refuses.

"Far as you're concerned, this is my daughter and she has the right to sit here."

Aegon would not allow betrothals.

That's one thing both he and Helaena can agree on when it comes to you.

You mean too much to him to be married off.

Even when you're of age he dismisses the thought.

Aemond is no doubt appointed as your bodyguard.

He doesn't trust Ser Criston Cole, said man did nothing when his son died.

Even if you are a woman, Aegon raises you like you're his next heir.

Maelor, his other son, is too young for now.

So, for now, you are his main heir.

If anything threatened you, Aegon is not waiting.

He will order Aemond hunt them down.

That is unless he can kill them himself.

You aren't even really allowed to play with Jaehaera or Maelor at times.

You miss your time with Helaena, your mother...

Now all you really see is your uncle Aemond or your father Aegon.

Sometimes you see your grandmother, Alicent, but Aegon isn't keen on it.

It's strange how Aegon goes from indifferent to obsessive about you.

He sits by you all the time, giving you books and often ordering Aemond to look after you.

Aemond would much rather patrol King's Landing with Vhagar... but he adores holding you in his arms so he can't complain.

Aemond may sneak swordsmanship in to teach you in private, even if you are a lady.

Aegon is irritated about it, but soon allows it.

You must be a strong queen... give Rhaenyra a run for her gold...

A way you could get Daeron involved in this is maybe you get to write him ravens while he's out being a squire.

I know this is primarily meant to be Aegon... but I feel at least most of the other Greens would be involved.

Aegon knows you should have a dragon... yet he hates the idea of something going wrong.

Sure, you get along with Sunfyre... he won't even let you near Vhagar... and Dreamfyre is rarely even with her rider...

You'd be fine with a hatchling of your own... but Aegon would be extra careful when giving you one.

He's already lost his first heir, you aren't dying too.

He's so nervous about losing you.

Even more so when he gets burned in battle.

While he's in pain on his bed, he doesn't stop asking about you once he's coherent.

You're left in Helaena and Aemond's care... but often are sent to visit the burned king.

Aemond doesn't see you as a threat to the throne.

In fact there's times he treats you like his own daughter, teaching you High Valyrian... a language Aegon isn't very proficient in.

Helaena is often showing you insects and singing to you as she holds you close.

When you visit Aegon he is adamant on you cuddling up to his good side, holding you close as he hisses in pain.

His body may be broken at this point... but he loves you dearly.

You are his little princess, his little future queen, he's sure of that.

Even in his bed, burned and helpless, he'll keep you safe...

Helaena and Aemond love you too, after all, not a soul will touch you with The Greens.

[vapolis]

You’re a mercenary, gun for hire, assassin, information extractor, delivery person – call it what you want, because the people that hire you for your services don’t give much of a shit what you call yourself as long as you actually get them what they want.

Your last delivery ended with you – or rather the body you have decided to take over that day – as well as your delivery getting killed. The boss is pissed now and demands you fix your mistake or else you’ll be a head shorter. Not really a look you think you can pull off so you set out to fix what you fucked up, if it just weren’t for that mask wearing asshole that wants to cut your adventure – and life from the looks of it – short.

REMEMBER, YOU WILL DIE is an interactive novel playing in the fictional city Vapolis, where you take on the job as a mercenary with a very special ability, looking to find out who has their deadly sights set on you.

gender & sexuality choice

five unique romance options, including one whose gender you can decide

a club called saints & sinners (yes, really) that becomes your second home

and the choice to wear heart-shaped sunglasses all day and if that doesn’t interest you, I don’t know what will

ORLA [ female ] your boss and the owner of the saints & sinners. orla has been around for as long as you can remember, always working from the safety of her club und gathering as much dirt on people as she can get her hands on. she never tells you what she does with the info she has, but if you know her at all, you can guess why no one tries to run her off the streets of vapolis.

JAX [ male ] as bouncer of the saints & sinners and right hand man of orla, jax knows what is going on in the dark underbelly of the city. he is the man you call when it is time to get rid of a body or you need extra firepower, seeing he is almost as mysterious as he is good with a gun in his hands.

ROYAL [ non-binary ] royal is a little bit of everything. bartender and hacker, they know how to track you down wherever you are. often underestimated, they have learned to see the positives in flying under the radar and are incredibly good with a SocialLink in their hands and a couple of minutes of uninterrupted time.

DANTE/DELILAH [ gender cust. ] only having recently met them in this life, you are not yet quite sure what to think of them. there’s a certain darkness in their mismatched eyes you grow to recognize in your own.

ECHO [ non-binary ] as the arms dealer of your choice, echo has been around quite a lot. their shop has become somewhat of a safe haven to you when jobs got too much, or you simply needed Intel no one else offered for the right price. their disdain for anything orla or the saints & sinners isn't lost on you, though, and it's a mystery you hope to uncover sooner rather than later

THE MERC [ main ch. ] taking on the role as the merc in vapolis, you are somehow infamous for your approach to jobs and are never out of work. you might be a terrifying character on the streets of vapolis, but you’re by far not the deadliest.

prologue + five chapters

267k words

DEMO - PLAYLIST - FAQ - CHARACTERS - FORUM - KO-FI

[lookahotman]

Tied Up!

Sylus x Female reader

My contribution to the sub Sylus trope. I am so done with reading stuff where he would dominate the MC like come on y'all, have you not seen his cards, he would be the perfect Malewife.

tags: NSFW (It's not full on sex but whatever), Dom!reader, sub!character, sylus is handcuffed (from the bond moment),use of swear words(oh no!),dry humping, clothed sex

Also, this is the first time I have written anything, even smut, I promise I write better than this but you can also see this as me tweaking out cus there is not even sub love and deepspace content out there. Oh and this is also in first person POV cus I don't see that either.

One of these days I will surely kill Sylus.

The guy has made me run around for the past day just to find some stupid brooch I will need to attend the auction for protocores. He could have just put it in my hand and saved us both the trouble but no, everything seems to be a fucking game for him.

I have searched every nook and cranny, being caught by Sylus four times in the process, and yet that brooch seems to be nowhere. I am so exhausted, Time is a luxury right now, and I am running out of ideas for all the possible hiding spots

Does this brooch even exist or is he just fucking with me?

After Sylus throws me out of his room, claiming that he is 'going to bed', I just sit down and start doodling shit.

"Bastard! Now I get it. He never intended to make a deal with me in the first place!" I scream as I scratch the demonic sylus doodle I drew when suddenly Luke and Kieran start speaking from a distance, making me turn towards them.

"you're pulling your hair out over this, huh? If you want to do something, maybe we can help you." Oh please enlighten me, what could this guy possibly do? Steal the brooch from Sylus? He is literally his henchman. "what do you mean?" I ask, biting back my insults.

"if you want to conquer our boss's heart, you'll have to use a different approach. Luke then picks up a book and starts reading something "For some people, they get bored once they have everything. So only those who dare to challenge their authority can catch their interest."

Oh? Would Sylus really like that? Now I get curious as I walk over to the twins and take the book called 'Humanity and Conquer' from his hands.

"When you're dealing with such a person, you bow down and submit or take them out in one go. In other words…"

I raise an eyebrow at both of them. "Go on." the twins gave each other a glance and scream, startling me. "YOU STRIKE WHEN THEY ARE OFF GUARD!"

"Boss is the least guarded when he's sleeping, you only have one shot so don't waste this chance, just do it." Luke says, tossing me some evol sealing handcuffs and a Tranquilizer gun. He is right, My time limit is close to its end, I have to act now.

And that's how I end at up in Sylus's bedroom at midnight. Currently I am starting to have a lot of thoughts as I sit next to him and watch him sleep. "Man's gonna kill me the moment I pull this shit" "COME ON Y/N you are already here you can absolutely NOT back out now" "That's a very uncomfortable position to sleep in is he stupid he is going to get neck cramps when he wakes up" "He looks very hot while sleeping." Fuck. Denying it is probably of no use at this point. Something about Sylus makes me fucking weak in the knees. Is it his voice? His ridiculously handsome face? His body? Or the way he tests my damn patience. I am not sure. Seeing him like this though, how calmly he is breathing. How his exposed chest keeps expanding as he inhales, how those pecs flex while he is doing that, how vulnerable he is looking right now, It's stirring something within me. I want to devour him.

sylus…sylus? I slowly call him, ensuring he is asleep. This is not the time to be thinking about bull shit like that. get your head back in the game y/n. The aforementioned doesn't make any noise, completely oblivious of my presence as he keeps on sleeping, I take this chance and cuff his hand to the bed. "This is exactly what you get for all the terrible things you do." There. I cuffed his hand. Now what? Before my hand could even touch his body, he grabs my wrist and brings me closer to his face. Shocking me. I probably look like a deer caught in the headlights right now.

"Showing up uninvited at this hour… want me to tell you a bedtime story?" Wow. What a cocky bastard. well, not for long. "Don't talk to me in that tone mister, if anything you should be the one to figure out what's going on here, these handcuffs nullify a person's evol for an hour, so no matter how powerful you are, you are helpless as of right now." I say as I pin him down on the bed, his hand still cuffed to the nightstand. From here I can see how Sylus's chest starts falling and rising a bit faster than usual. Maybe I should tease him a bit.

"Really? what do you plan to do then since I have become your prey?" Did he actually just ask me that? Is he trying to provoke me, test the level of self control I practice? Oh well. I never had much self restraint to begin with.

"Hmm.. Let me think… How about.. This." I hear Sylus audibly flinch as I wrap my left arm around his torso and squish my left cheek on his left pecs. Comical. I had no idea I would enjoy riling him up this much. "What? A thorough body search is necessary don't you think? Or do you want me to stop? I ask, already aware of what his answer is going to be. After taking two long breaths, he chuckles, pretending to still be in control of the situation. "H-help yourself."

"Don't mind if I do." With that I use my free hand that's not trapping his body to grab his face. He immediately starts melting in my palm. I use my fingertips to give light touches to his cheek, chin and slowly rub his ear. His breathing seems to be getting heavier by the minute. I move closer to the side of his face. "Panting already? I have barely even touched you yet." I whisper, and then lick a long stripe across his earlobe, he is blushing so hard and even starts trembling a little bit as I proceed to give kisses down his neck. He is so cute. "Y/n…" He moans out softly unable to look into eyes and hold my gaze, to embarrassed to do so I guess. "What is it 'sweetie'?" He whimpers a bit at the word that he usually calls me. "P-Please…." "Please what honey? Use your words." "please!… please Kiss me." He says in such a meek voice, body hot to touch with all the flushing and blushing. And who am I to refuse such a polite request? I lean down and smash my lips to his. It was a hot makeout with our tongues rolling against each other, his mouth opening to give my tongue more access as I bite his bottom lip and yank his hair in the kiss, making him moan, again. God, He is driving me crazy. I can feel his hand tugging the handcuffs, he wants to break from it so bad. Although I doubt he won't be able to free himself. I release our mouths harshly, figuring that he must be out of breath by hearing his pants. His eyes are all hazy, blush creeping to his neck and chest, my god he looks so fucked out already. I slowly trace his chest with my fingertips and then all of sudden I feel something hard beneath his robe. "Would you look at that? You kept the brooch with you all along. It's as if you wanted me to touch you." Sylus starts chuckling at that. "I did." He replies, smirking, leaving me dumbfounded and speechless. "What?" "I did keep it with me. It was to see how far you were you willing to go to find this brooch, But mostly I wanted to do this just for you to touch me. Which is exactly what you're doing right now." Hearing that I put the brooch on the bedside stand, and then use my body to pin him down again. "So you did all this… just to grab my attention? My, my Sylus I didn't know you were such a slut." His breath hitches again, it seems to do that whenever I insult him. "What are you going to do to me y/n, will you punish me?" he says, while being all smiley. If a punishment is what he wants, Then it's a punishment he shall get. "Stop talking." I sit on him, cunt pressed to that raging boner he has gained, than I bit down his collarbone while grinding on his dick. "h-haah… Y/N! oh my god…a-ah~" If his breathing could get any heavier, then it just did, his eyes are starting to get watery, he starts thrashing around the bed but I don't let him go until I have made a nice reddish- blue mark on his collarbone. "Don't hA~Ah.. Don't tease please.." He exclaims shakily making me sit straight which probably added more pressure on his cock as I see his eyes roll back and back arch a bit. "Darling, can't you see I am punishing you? you cannot make demands here." Sylus tries to thrust up to get more friction but I block him, I am not going to let him finish him so early. What would be the fun in that? "lay still." Sylus infact does not lay still. He keeps moving, thrusts shooting jolts of pleasure through my body as well. I steady my breath, I am still the one in control. "LAY STILL SYLUS!" I slap harshly across his nipple, which seems to shock him. His eyes widen a bit as he lets out a loud whine and tears start falling from his eyes. And that's when something snaps within me.

"I-I am sorry, y/n… plEASE- aaagh~" His voice now a tad bit higher as I start twisting and rolling his nipples in my fingertips. "Oh my.. I didn't know you were this sensitive here." I then bend down and take one in my mouth, softly sucking on it and flicking the other one. I can feel his body turning into mush as I look up at him, Sylus is unable to hold my gaze, soft gasps and groans escaping his swollen lips, he looks so cute like this. I then release his nipple with a lewd pop and give the other one the same treatment, and while massaging the other pec, I grind on down him again. "T-tOo much. this is TOO MUCH! please let me hahh! pleaSE LEt me mOvE." I can literally see the hearts forming in his eyes beneath the puddle of tears. Maybe I should go easy on my poor baby. I place a gentle kiss on his cheeks and wipe his tears that were rolling down . And then I start riding him, or you could say humping, Sylus throws his head back on the bed, adam's apple bobbing and fists clenched. "Haa~! thankyou so much a-ah~ I'm.. yeah please use me just like that! thank you y/n THANKYOUTHANKYOUTHANKYOUUU~" He starts to ramble incoherent words, a series of broken 'please' and 'thankyou's' and random chants of my name, it's all adding to the pleasure as the heat pools in my stomach, ready to be released any second. I feel like he is close to his release too. "I-I am ugh.. I am close y/n Please! please let me haaH~ Please let me…" "Go ahead baby. Cum for me." That's all it takes for him to cum in his robe, making it completely dirty below. I ride him throughout his orgasm and then lie on top of him again, head resting on his shoulder. We lay like that for quite some time when sylus starts speaking "Are you satisfied now? Please uncuff me Miss. Or I will do it myself." "I know you can. But you wouldn't dare." "oh yeah? why so?" "Because I haven't cum yet Sylus. You will only leave when I tell you to." I can feel Sylus twitching beneath me again.

This is going to be a very long night.

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AU: kill me

[vrystalius]

AAAAJAJA I LOVE UOURR BLOGGG AND HOW YOU ENVISION EACH CHARACTERS XDD may I pretty please make a request for angst/fluff hcs on female human reader, who’s very insecure, paired with the upper moon trio and Muzan?Whether it’s about her looks, or that she feels like they don’t genuinely love her (esp since they are demons and she’s a human, so what’s stopping them from leaving/killing her and dating other demons instead(˃̣̣̣̣︿˂̣̣̣̣ )

Insecurity

What stops your demon s/o to get bored of you one day and eat you? What if they’re only pretending to love you? And what will your partner do to fight those insecurities?

Pairing: Kokushibo, Douma, Akaza, Muzan x gn!reader

Kokushibo

He is taking your insecurities very seriously. Kokushibo knows and felt it himself plenty, during both his demon and human years. Despite that, his “comfort” and “reassurance” methods are quite unique. Your husband will not react immediately to your feelings, rather being more quiet and reserved than usual, wich at first makes you doubt yourself even more. Perhaps he is finally realising that he is much better off with another human or even demon… Although you started to notice how Kokushibo was hovering around you more and more. Silently, but he was still there, watching you while you go on with your day. You could be doing some mundane task like cooking yourself a meal and he would be standing behind you, not noticing how intimidating he is being right now.

In his mind, Kokushibo was showing more interest in you. He believed that you felt insecure about him not being around you enough or paying attention to you, instead being out on missions or training. So, now he’s watching you everyday all day, trying to show you through his ways that he cares about you and cherishes you very much. Once he finally notices how he is achieving nothing but making you confused or intimidating, Kokushibo begins to show affection more openly, although it felt forced at first.

His calloused hand would slowly slip into yours, intertwining fingers while he was meditating, or him holding you close to his body while you napped or slept on his chest, spending the precious and scarce nighttime with showering you in affection while you were resting, not even aware about how he was trying to show his love in his own way.

“I’ll stay for the night, I asked that man to give the other Upper Moons any of my remaining missions. I’d rather spend my time with you.”

Kokushibo is silently worrying about not being good enough for you. Although he is Upper Moon One, wouldn’t a human want to marry another human and start a family? What stops you from leaving him? He will not stop or hurt you when you choose to do so, he would completely understand.

Douma

You immediately saw Douma’s face shift into the expression he gives to all his followers once they start speaking about their woes, while you were trying to explain to him how you were feeling. You silenced yourself the second the pity-tinged smile appeared on your face, knowing that he is not listening or acknowledging your feelings in any way. He told you times before how he feels exhausted when listening to his followers whine and cry about their problems while Douma barely cares, giving them the usual advice. Talking about your insecurities will definitely not work with Douma, so you’ll have to resort to other things to make him listen. Ignoring him is a not very nice way to do it, but at least he’ll start to wonder why you are not around.

He notices immediately when you stop being near him. You’re not sitting by his side during sermons, you’re not in your shared bedroom and the followers commented about how you were seemingly avoiding the Founder. That’s when it finally clicks, you were talking about not feeling enough for him and being insecure about yourself earlier, right? Once Douma chased you down (and persuaded you to leave the garden and step into the shade with him so you two can have a conversation without him needing to yell all over the estate), he theatrically kissed the palm of your hand and kept apologising over and over, almost nervously trying to explain how much he loves you and how irreplaceable you truly are to him and his heart.

You are the first human, first being he felt emotions for. Happiness, sadness, anger, jealousy and most importantly love— all the beautiful and unpleasant feelings, Douma began feeling them because of you!

To prove his point in a way, he introduced you to all the unimpressed Upper Moons and his master as “the love of his life”, his wife, his life partner, soulmate and so on and on, mentioning many other petnames until Muzan finally silenced him. Douma invites you to sit right beside him during sermons, instead of having your own cushion, keeping you closer and having the opportunity to openly shower you in affection. He sometimes sends out followers to pick up flowers for you in the garden and then presents then to you as if he picked them out himself, acting like the sun wasn’t out for the last hours, making it not possible for him to get those flowers for you. You appreciate it nonetheless.

“I have an idea! How about we hold an official wedding ceremony with all my followers! We cab invite my other friends too! Ohh, Akaza can be my best man, imagine how that could be, haha!”

Even if Douma is rather comical and theatrical, deep down inside, he is rather afraid of you getting sick of him one day. He knows he can keep his followers charmed and close, but his speeches and charms do not work on you. You see right through him and know the true person, or demon, he is. He is insecure himself because why would you stay with a man-eating demon? Once you mentioned your own thoughts and feelings, he took it as an opportunity to prove that he does cherishes and loves you so, so incredibly much.

Akaza

You… You seriously think that you are not good enough? Not pretty or strong enough? Seriously?

You are the best thing that ever happened and will happen to him. You are patient with him snd so kind, so gentle and affectionate. You heal his soul and now you are talking about being replaceable? He feels incredibly horrible for making you feel so terrible about yourself.

Akaza tries to be more obvious about his feelings for you, trying to reassure you how beautiful you look or saying “I love you” more often, taking your smaller hand into his, nuzzling his cheek in your warm palm. He gets much more touchy, trying to get you to cuddle more and more so he can relish in your warmth and bask in your arms. His time with you is scarce, especially with how Muzan keeps drowning him in more and more exhausting missions that keep him away from you (and sometimes it feels like his master is doing it on purpose), that’s why his eyes do not leave your form for even one second, sometimes quietly mumbling “I love you” against your warm skin, his lips placing kisses between his muffled words.

“There’s no one else I want by my side, bunny. You make me feel warm, fuzzy… safe, y’know. It’s weird but nice. You should feel like that too.. you deserve it.”

Akaza sometimes notices how disgustingly desperate he sounds to comfort and reassure you. It made him cringe once he realised how hard he fell for you, how much he clung onto you and how desperately he craved your love, your touch. Once you start talking about your insecurities about your beauty, self-worth and so on, he realises how much he appreciates you more and more. You’re the most beautiful human he ever came across, you’re heaven-sent. Is it selfish of him to think of you as a blessing from the gods themselves?

Muzan Kibutsuji

He was very perplexed when he first listened to you talking about being insecure, not quite understanding how you out of all people feel replaceable and not enough for the demon king. How could you think such things? Do you not understand how vulnerable he is with you without an audience? At first, he’d dismiss your worries for you just being confused or not feeling well, but a little after a day after your initial conversation, the gears inside his five brains begin to shift and work again. At that moment, he finally realised what you really meant.

Muzan didn’t want to be more affectionate with you, mistaking love with weakness, but after finally realising how you needed the reassurance from him, he begrudgingly gave into his fears of appearing soft and began to show his love more openly.

The demon king began to shower you in various gifts that mark you as his partner, such as a necklace with a ruby matching his eye colour, multiple rings he owns himself so you two can match and an artificial flower crown for you to wear as his soulmate and in a cute way to show off your “royal status” as the partner of Muzan.

“You are the one and only for me, and I am the only one for you. If the gods exist, they have blessed me with merely meeting you in your lifetime… it would be a pity to let it expire so soon. I will happily give you my blood if you’d like, my sun.”

💠

I am back with the Upper Moons, I hope you don’t mind if I changed the female reader to gn, anon! I felt like I wrote a lot of fem reader lately so I wanted to switch it up again. I wonder if it’s obvious wich demon is my favourite XD Anyways— I’m heading to bed now, I an exhausted :,)

Make sure to EAT, SLEEP and DRINK enough!!

Take care of yourselves <33

[idolomantises]

Have you watched Murder Drones, and if so what’s your opinion on it?

Also your art is great, keep it up.

Thank you!

And uh. Man. I may make an enemy out of another indie fandom because I don’t really like this show.

I actually loved the pilot and thought episodes 1-3 were incredible, if a bit too fast paced. But episode 4 was kind of a breaking point for me and I dropped off after that.

I don’t think it’s very funny. I think it relies too much on Bathos and it makes it hard to take its cast seriously. As a black comedy it mostly worked for episodes 1-3, but 4? No.

It does this thing I really despise in media where it has themes of genocide but like… heavily deprioritizes it and often portrays it like a comedy. It’s supposed to be funny when innocent characters are murdered because they’re just goofy side characters but when it’s a major character suddenly we have to care, and I don’t like that at all. The main character has a meltdown over finding out that murder drones are sent to kill her people at the end of the pilot, and then in episode 4 she’s murdering her classmates and crying because a boy she likes might think she’s weird. I actually find it pretty frustrating that the robots are portrayed as incredibly cowardly because they’re slowly dying off and scared to die and then they’re hanging out with V who casually murders random children and nobody reacts to it.

I actually do like the idea of a character who’s not reformed but is kind of forced to stick around but when I see her murder characters, traumatize children and then go “haha I just have mental problems” and everyone just… moves on, I just cannot bring myself to care. It causes such a massive dissonance and not in a fun way.

I think it’s very frustrating and unengaging when a story about people doing the right thing and trying to help others has no interest in helping those they’re trying to save.

I think the female cast is solid but I did kind of raise my eye a bit when the only major female character that was killed off was a victim of genocide while the other genocidal characters, two of which gleefully murdered her fucking parents, are just allowed to hang out with the rest of the cast. Uzi especially lost a lot of sympathy for me when she was more emotional about freaking out N than murdering her classmates. Like yeah, they weren’t the nicest to her but it’s weird to establish a character wants to end genocide and then… barely reacts when they also indulge in that genocide.

I don’t really like the characters at all. I don’t like Uzi, I found N irritating and boring (and gives me anime harem protagonist vibes), I thought V was a tryhard and I couldn’t really care for the rest of the cast. I liked Doll but lol, you know how that turned out.

It also has this problem of having an overloaded cast with very little breathing room. I really wish the show just had one, low stakes episode, so we can actually get to know these characters and collect their thoughts. It’s actually one of my concerns for TADC, because as much as I do like that show, I think “no filler” with constant story is going to make or break the show for me. It’s too fast paced and no, I don’t think it’s good that you have to rewatch an episode 4 times to understand what’s going on. I don’t watch indie shows to play where’s Waldo, information should be explained to the audience in a way that feels digestible and natural.

The animation is incredible and the stuff that came out from the finale was insane, but at times it just felt like jangling keys in my face. Like don’t pay attention to rushed story, underdeveloped characters and bizarre tonal whiplash, look at the cool fights. I dont think it does horror well either. In fact I kind of cringe a bit when characters a big wide grins and giggle evilly and it’s mean to be intimidating and it just. Doesn’t work. Feels a bit juvenile honestly.

And. This is a very personal thing. I don’t like the robot designs.

[cozage]

May i ask a headcanon list for Luffy, Sanji and Zoro reaction to their s/o being a cp0 agent?

A/N: I am just now noticing as I finish up this work that you asked for a headcanon LIST. Forgive me for the mix-up!

Characters: female reader x Luffy, Sanji, Zoro Cw: betrayal, angst with no happy ending  Total word count: 1.6k

Double Agent

Luffy

“It can’t be,” Luffy muttered from the doorway.  

Shit. You had been compromised. Luffy was supposed to be off in the jungle. How had he tracked you to this abandoned building?

“Luffy!” you hissed, stepping in front of the other agent. “What are you doing here?”

“I left that emergency steak with you,” he said, his eyes wide. You had promised him your lunch and forgotten to give it to him. Of course he followed the scent here. 

“We have to get rid of him,” the agent behind you said, reaching for his weapon. You didn’t even know his name, but you couldn’t let him kill the captain of the Stawhats. 

“Absolutely not!” you reached for your own weapon, glaring at him. “You know our orders.”

“If you’re position is compromised-”

“Then killing the captain isn’t going to help much!”

The other agent raised his brow. “Getting soft? They’re pirates. It’s reckless to let him live.”

You scoffed. “You’re the one being reckless. Leave him be. We can still watch from afar.”

“This is a joke, right?” Luffy’s shaky voice came from the doorway again, full of uncertainty. 

You steeled yourself and faced him, putting on a bored face. “It is no joke. I’m afraid I’ve just been sloppy in covering my tracks.”

“You can’t be CP-0.” His face slowly turned to rage. “You would never-”

“Apparently you’ve sparked the interest of some very important people.”

The man behind you clicked his tongue in disapproval. You were saying too much. But you needed Luffy to leave here. He had to leave alive. 

Luffy stared into your eyes, and you swore he was staring into your soul. “I refuse to believe this is the real you. I know you. I love you. This isn’t you.”

“You don’t know me at all, Monkey D. Luffy.” You put an extra taunt in his full name. “You have no idea who I am or what I am capable of.” You gave him a wicked grin, letting the worst parts of yourself out into the open for him to see. 

“Come back to the Sunny,” he begged, unphased by the wickedness on your face. “We can figure it out together.”

“I have no reason to return there. Besides, you would just make me a prisoner when I set foot on deck.”

Luffy’s brow furrowed. “I would never restrain you-”

“Leave, Luffy.” You tried your hardest to keep the desperation out of your voice. “Leave now, or don’t leave at all.”

“Permission to terminate, then?” The Agent took a step towards Luffy, and it took everything in you to remain where you stood. 

You pulled out your weapon and threw all of your hate into the stare you gave Luffy. “Leave.”

“This isn’t over until we talk-”

You fired a warning shot, missing his head by a centimeter. “Leave.”

“I’ll get you back. This isn’t over,” Luffy promised, and then he walked out the door. 

Sanji

“This is an interesting place for a picnic, my love!” Sanji’s kind voice rang out amongst the trees. “Where are you hiding?”

The other agent’s eyes widened. “You left a trail?” she hissed.

“Never,” you whispered back. “I-”

“There you are!” Sanji launched himself toward you, wrapping you in a hug. “And who is this fine young woman with you? Did you bring company?”

The agent’s hand moved to her gun, and you gave one quick shake, trying to prevent her from blowing your cover.

“Just a friend,” you said between gritted teeth. “We were just saying goodbye. Could you give us a moment, Sanji?”

“The lady can stay if she’d like!” Sanji quickly said. “I have plenty-”

“I would never sully myself with such company,” the woman snapped. She looked at you. “You’re being called back in.”

“No,” you shook your head. “No, that’s impossible.”

“Come on,” the woman said. “No more use for appearance. We’ll leave him alive for now.”

Sanji, somehow, kept up a smile. He had no idea what was occurring, but you could tell that he was nervous. 

“My love?” He asked, looking at you with a forced smile and worry in his eyes.

“I have to go, Sanji.” You shouldered your backpack with everything you had collected. 

“No,” he said softly. “You can stay. I don’t know who this woman is but-”

“This woman is your lover’s superior,” the woman said. “And she never loved you. She was just using you for intel.”

“No. Tell them, my love. Tell them what a mistake they have made.”

It wasn’t supposed to hurt this much. He was a pirate. You were a government agent. It was supposed to be easier than this. You were used to betraying people, and yet this created a strange ache in your chest. 

“I work for CP-0,” you said, trying to keep your voice steady. “I was tasked to infiltrate your crew and obtain records. Watch you all from the inside.”

“Impossible-” Sanji said

But you had to keep going. You had to break him so he would never come looking for you. “I chose you because it was the easiest. You had access to everything. And when I needed to look for specific things, I added sleeping medicine to the tea you served everyone. It was too easy. 

“I don’t believe you.” Sanji had tears in his eyes now. “It wasn’t all fake.”

You sneered at him. “You were so desperate for love, you accepted the bare minimum of affection without a second thought.”

He slumped to his knees, his eyes getting a far-away look in them. Your heart cracked, but your face showed no emotion as you looked down at him. “I’m only letting you live now so you have to live with this failure. But I will come for you one day. And I will kill you.”

He gave a single nod of acknowledgement, as if he had expected this; as if he deserved it. 

He didn’t deserve it. You didn’t deserve him. But if you showed an ounce of weakness, you knew the agent next to you would kill him. So you turned and left, knowing that his empty stare would haunt your dreams forever. 

Zoro

“You wanna tell me what the hell is going on?” Zoro shouted. “Who the hell is that guy?”

The agent next to you fired a bullet before you could react, and you cried out in warning. But the bullet only met steel. Zoro had sliced right through it. 

“I knew you were getting weak. No wonder they wanted to pull you from this mission,” the agent chuckled. He kept his gun aimed at Zoro, but was watching you carefully. 

No. No. How had Zoro found you? He was the last person who should be here right now. He always got lost. How on earth had he found you?

Zoro was still staring at you, waiting for an answer. He didn’t even bother to acknowledge the man or the weapons he had. 

“Stand down,” you growled between clenched teeth. 

“I do not take orders from you,” the agent snarled back. 

Zoro was still watching. Hell, how could you play this to get him out alive? You couldn’t have him getting hurt. You had already said your goodbyes in letters to the crew. You had made up some reason to leave. But Zoro, of all people, had managed to find you. 

“I’m leaving the crew!” you shouted to him. 

A trace of hurt passed over Zoro’s face. “You’re taking some government recruitment position over us? You can’t be serious.”

“Not recruitment,” the agent next to you purred, and you froze. “Have you ever heard of CP-0, Roronoa Zoro? Of course you have. You were at Enies Lobby, weren’t you?”

You stiffened at his words. You could see Zoro trying to figure out the secret meaning the man was taunting home with. 

Just leave, you begged silently. Please leave. 

But the agent sent to retrieve you was not finished burning bridges for you. “Your “crewmate” here isn’t a new recruit. No, they’re a seasoned veteran of the organization.”

Zoro stilled. Only his fingers twitched, itching to reach for his blade as he watched you with predator-like senses. 

“Zoro,” you whispered. You weren’t sure what to say, but you had to say something to him.

“Go. Get out of my sight.” You could see him shaking. From rage, most likely. From betrayal. 

The agent next to you gave a humorous laugh. “Do you think we are going to let you live?”

“We are letting him live,” you said, too quiet for Zoro to hear. “That was the agreement.”

The agent gave you a wicked smile. “He brought this upon himself, following you out here.”

“Let him go,” you snarled softly. “Or you will not leave this island.”

You had been baited. You knew it the moment his eyes lit up. Proof that your allegiance was to the Strawhats over CP-0. Proof that you needed to be reprogrammed in some capacity. 

He waved a hand lazily at Zoro. “You may go. We have to go as well. We have some work to do.”

You gave Zoro one last look, trying to convey how sorry you were about everything. He should’ve just stayed on the ship, read the damn letter, and accepted that you had left the crew.  

Your eyes met Zoro’s just for a moment, and then you turned away and followed the agent down the path. And as much as you wanted to, you didn’t look back. 

[mk-wizard]

What Elita-One Taught Me About Femininity and its Importance to Feminism

Hi. Since there are so many articles and videos that talk about what Optimus Prime taught young boys about masculinity and being a real man, I wanted to do an article about my favourite lady Transformer who is none other than the better half of Optimus: Elita-One. And when I mean Elita-One, I mean the definitive version not the TF One version who is an immature teenager who still has growing up to do and not the Skybound version who is an angry broken shell of what she used to be (the real Elita-One is unbreakable but more on that later).

Specifically, I want to talk about what she taught me about femininity and how important it is to true feminism and yes, a character who only appeared once can have a profound effect. Think of female characters who appear in one off films or mini series. Anyway, I grew with the TFs, but rewatched the episodes in my very late teenage years which is when I could really understand what was going on. I should also mention that during this time, I was the weird girl who went through a phase where I kind of hated my own femininity. I thought that I had to choose between being a girl and liking action comics instead of fashion magazines. I started resent girl stuff, I started to believe I hated pink and I even began to believe the propaganda that Barbie was "problematic" and it was all her fault I had a weight problem.

But then... Enter Elita-One. When I first saw her and heard about her, I thought she was another female character who played love interest, but she wasn't. In fact, she very much was independent from Optimus yet was not separate from him (more on that later). I saw grown mature adult woman who was shamelessly girly, clad in pink, was very beautiful and was still taken seriously as a leader. Elita-One also doesn't put down, act sarcastic, shout, threaten, hate on men or act mean to be taken seriously. She is polite, speaks with grace and is calm helps her be a better leader. By keeping her feminine side intact, she kept her "humanity" intact as well as her sanity, her spirit and her hopes. She doesn't have this "I don't need a man!" obsession nor does she let the jabs of Shockwave or any Decepticon over her being so openly girly get to her. Elita is happily married to Optimus and uses her love for him and the future they could have as a motive to keep fighting and be so brave hence her famous quote "Elita-One knows no fear."

Moreover, she doesn't live to show up men or be better than them. She and Optimus are a team. She has bigger fish to fry like saving Cybertron. In her debut episode, she did get captured and only after putting up one hell of a fight. Although Optimus did come to save her, she did not take this as a blow to her ego. Elita-One was grateful, but also worried about his well being because he too got caught. Might I also add, she did not reprimand him or humiliate him in front of everyone for winding up getting caught himself in attempt to save her. Instead, she used her secret power to save him knowing it would likely kill her because she loves him and wanted at least one of them to get away alive not be martyred. In return, he saved her with the help of another man she loves dearly as a father and is not above turning to him for help either: Alpha Trion. Afterwards, Optimus and Elita fought alongside each other like a team. In other words, Elita sees Optimus as her partner not her rival nor does she feel a need to be perpetually dominant in the relationship because she loves him, respects him and in return, he treats her the same way. She also accepts that they each have a job to do and that he is Prime. Such a fact doesn't make her feel insecure. Elita-One is proud of him and loves being married to him.

Because Elita-One acted in such a way while preserving her femininity, her gentleness and taking up this protective, loving, wise mother figure approach to leading her team, those positive and wholesome habits rubbed off on them. Her female team mates are also openly proud of their femininity, they are confident, they are likeable and most notably, they don't hate men, they don't blame men for their problems and don't mimic the worst of the men just to appear strong. In fact, they had husbands and boyfriends themselves who they act very lovingly towards. The only people they hold accountable for the suffering in their lives are the actual antagonists being Decepticons who might I remind people aren't all men either.

When I saw all this, it was eye opening. It made me realize that while feminism is indeed about choice, it's not about choosing between nor is it about treating your feminine side like something you have be ashamed of. Even the biggest tomboys or androgynous people have feminine sides that they make peace with and even tap into from to time.

In the case of Elita-One, she taught me that femininity can be the source of a woman's strength, it can give her a lot of confidence and it makes her happy much like how wearing plaid shirts and jeans, growing a beard and other masculine habits give men a lot of confidence. Plus, a lot of these very masculine men are nurses, teachers, gardeners, florists, artists and even cake artists. The right to be feminine without shame is a huge part of feminism because a woman should be able to express herself and present herself without shame. Elita-One also made me realize that if I wanted to make it in the world, I had to stop seeing men as enemies all around me. This wisdom especially helped me when I began writing comics professionally and as you know, the comic community is male dominated. I built bridges instead of walls which helped me a lot and to add to that, it was my HUSBAND who encouraged me to do comics full time. And later, it was my dear son who inspired me to write a comic that got me nominated for an award.

Bottom line is that Elita-One taught me that femininity is not a weakness or outdated. Femininity is beautiful and can make you feel confident, mature and happy. Most importantly, it can help you let go of the false notion that you must act like a man (specifically, a toxic man) to be accepted or get ahead. You can be a pink lady who is married with kids AND still land your dream job. Moreover, when I at least stopped resenting womanhood, I stopped seeing enemies in men, enemies in other women especially successful ones or enemies in fictional women like Barbie. I learned to be happy for other people when they succeeded while still focusing on myself. And I can tell you all from now that being a feminine woman NEVER held me back socially or in my work. Yes, I still sometimes deal pigs out there, but they were not the norm. Even now in the comic world, nobody judges me for being an openly girly woman or for my lifestyle. And anyone who does is not someone I want in my life anyway.

That is what Elita-One taught me about femininity. She taught me what real confidence and what real strength in a woman looks like. You don't have be loud, rude or pretend you're a man. You just have to be yourself, and do your job. One does not hold back the other. Plus, if you really aren't girly, that's ok too. Just don't be a she-jerk.

With that all said, I have hope that feminine lady loving wife Elita-One will make a come back.

She never needed fixing just as Optimus never did. She is perfect.

[beforetimes]

what's interesting to think about with female!shen jiu is that if we work with the assumption that shen yuan is still a man, then we end up with! a similar performance of gender as there is in shakespeare's 'twelfth night.' where you have the paradox of a boy actor playing a woman who's pretending to be a man. you don't have quite as many layers with shen qingqiu, of course, but you do have shen yuan, a man, playing as shen qingqiu, peak lord and woman, while also? conforming to this role instead of actively rebelling against it because i'm working with the assumption that shen yuan wouldn't immediately try to transition amid the plot because of the glaring issue of luo binghe trying to kill him one day.

so we have a character conforming to the social lifestyle of a woman in a position of power while dealing with the changes in their relationship with the people and world around them as they navigate this new land doubly over; once because it is literally a novel come to life in a fantasy setting and twice because shen yuan has only lived as a man. though if you look at the framework of twelfth night, then you get the same questions of queering gender when you consider the meta of the stage production on top of the in-story disguise using gender. which also brings in judith butler's theory of gender which (very very paraphrased) posits gender (and sexuality, though that's more in line with adrienne rich's compulsory heterosexuality) as a performance that needs to be repeated to justify itself.

basically, would shen yuan gradually begin to see his gender as something more queer than the boundaries of 'man' and 'woman'? would his obliviousness prevent him from doing so? would his performance as female!shen qingqiu create a situation similar to the last act of twelfth night where the confusion is in part cleared up but the issue of gender is never solidly given a clear conclusion?

for people who haven't read twelfth night, it's a play about a woman named viola who disguises herself as a young man named cesario and becomes apart of the duke's inner circle before eventually falling in love. there's a comedy of errors-esque aspect to it at the end because she has a twin brother but the short of it is that when her identity is cleared up at the end, she never entirely sheds the role of a man (literally! she keeps her costume as a page on while her maiden's robes are referenced! and it's said that she'll get them later but we all know if something is supposed to happen off-screen it might as well not have ever happened at all) and when she leaves off stage with the duke, he calls her as cesario rather than viola—'for you shall be while you are a man.' while also saying 'but when in other habits you are seen, orsino's mistress and his fancy's queen.'

(there is also an interesting aspect of sexuality as fluid thrown in the mix when she gets courted by a noblewoman in the middle of the play while the woman is under the impression that viola is a man. which could also carry over to shen qingqiu in this au. but that's a bit much for this post i really meant for it to be short lol).

do you see where i'm getting at with this? if shen yuan never gets the chance to have his own 'system reveal' and we carry over into the epilogue with the dilemma of his gender unresolved, can we assume that he could have an arc similar to viola in respects to at the beginning having a very strict view of the gender binary and wearing gender as a costume to eventually queering himself entirely?? if that makes sense.

i just think! that there is so much opportunity to get into the meta aspect of the female!shen jiu au and i think that. it falls in line with a lot analysis surrounding twelfth night and judith butler's paper on gender performance. i meant for this to be a short post because like. when i mentioned i wanted to make a long post about female!shen jiu/shen qingqiu this is not what i had in mind. but i hope this makes sense. i am spitballing off the top of my head lol.

[physalian]

Yet another 5 Character Types The World Needs More Of

Continuing on the list of “tropes the world needs more of”

1. The optimist in denial

This is a character who probably didn’t have the best life growing up, so determined to look on the bright side to escape their objectively crap situation that they’re in denial, not just being annoyingly optimistic. They’re frustrating cases to all the people who care about them because they won’t admit anything is wrong, holding onto a life or reality that doesn’t exist, or perhaps never did, as it’s all they have left.

Example: Todoroki Fuyumi

2. The “peaceful” pacifist

As opposed to harmless, the distinction is important. Demons run when a good man goes to war. This is a character who took themselves off the game board because they know they’d win in a landslide. This is a warrior who left the battlefield because they are the weapon of mass destruction. This is also the character who is determined to be good, even if it gets them killed. I don’t care if there’s already plenty of them, this is good shit and I want more.

Example: Too many and yet not enough

3. The likable autistic

Neurodivergence in media is often the butt of the joke. You like these characters in spite of their “quirks” or you find them incredibly annoying because their “quirks” are their entire personality. Usual representations are arrogant and anti-social narcissists who lack compassion. Shockingly, autism is a spectrum, and a very far cry from sociopathy. No one trait should define an entire character, and that includes neurodivergence.

Nothing specific to do this time, more what not to do. Make them people first, yeah? A person with autism. Not autistic person. There’s a difference.

Example: Spencer Reid (Criminal Minds)

4. Husbands who love their wives

Wow this feels like a low bar. These men who adore their wives, who wouldn’t dare think the phrase “ball and chain”. If he likes his wife, he’s probably a good man altogether. I feel like media is stepping away from the misogynistic kinds of protagonists (assuming their wives weren’t fridged) but I’m talking men who are their wives fiercest defender (socially) and biggest cheerleader.

Example: Gomez Adams, Maes Hughes

5. Unmanicured Female Heroes and Love Interests

Slapping barbie dolls who look gorgeous and can do no wrong aren’t anyone’s favorite character. Let her hair be a little frizzy, let her not wear makeup, give her jeans and a t-shirt and flat. Let her be a little lazy and self-indulgent. A little cluttered and messy without joking about how she’s “letting herself go”.

Let her have some biases, some arbitrary hills to die on. Not every female character but usually characters like this are the jealous villains or the girl who gets dumped for someone prettier.

Example: Toph Beifong, Princess Fiona

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Oh look I wrote some of these in ENNS haha what a coincidence

Check it out if you'd like~

[somewhere-in-the-rain]

Is it just me or in some fandoms I'm not saying all but the MMC defenders can't defend him without degrading the FMC I mean when people defend FMC they don't hate the MMC they just want him to do better

This is so true, and I see it way too much in fandoms like Fourth Wing/the Empyrean where the couple don’t immediately get their happily ever after.

Xaden and Violet have a dynamic that I personally don’t see a lot in fantasy series, which is when they have genuine relationship problems that need to be worked through, rather than the usual romantasy pipeline of confessions of love -> fucking -> marriage (order interchangeable). The “miscommunication” (this is one of those phrases that BookTok throws around very lightly) caused so many people to take sides in the drama, most often in favour of Xaden because he’s the hot shadow-wielding love interest. And it pisses me off every time I see someone call Violet “annoying” for her perfectly reasonable response to the situation she was in. She was absolutely not at fault, but I’m not saying Xaden was entirely either.

But so many people in fandoms can’t look past the idea of blaming someone to recognise that all characters are complex and flawed and these are issues that they had to work through. What did people want Violet to do? Sweep it under a rug and pretend the man she was in love with didn’t conceal a secret that almost got her killed?

That’s just one example, another being in the ACOTAR fandom (toxic pit of hell that it is) when people talk about Nessian, defending Cassian by hating on Nesta.

*clears throat importantly* YOU CAN DEFEND A MALE CHARACTER WITHOUT DISCREDITING A FEMALE ONE.

These are two examples of characters who are crazy for each other and in loving relationships. Why do fandoms so often try to set them against each other? Why is it always the MMC who “deserves better”? Why is it the female character who is always at fault?

[eliotquillon]

NO YOU’RE RIGHT. YOU’RE SO RIGHT. i love hilson as much as the next guy but the fandom tendency to completely devalue the lives of female characters is unbearable. killing amber off in the first place was a pretty egregious example of fridging but the fandom almost celebrating it for the hilson potential is just like. come on guys.

on another note, i would’ve loved to see an AU where amber lived and we got to see more of her and house’s dynamic when they were social equals (eg. when she was dating wilson and not employed at PPTH). do you think they ever could’ve been friends?

yeah this is the thing. on the one hand, it’s hard to give the fandom too much shit for this when so much of amber’s writing in canon is just straight up misogynistic anyway—the fridging, everyone calling her ‘cutthroat bitch’ (which, come on, is not being used in the funny ‘lol slay queen’ reclaimed sense that it might be today and that i think a lot of the 2025 fandom interprets it as; it’s a derogatory nickname coined by a man that is clearly meant to put her down), being punished by the narrative for pulling the exact same shit as house and other male characters, etc. on the other hand…try harder, lol.

and like: we find out a lot of fascinating things about amber. i think there's probably a kernel of truth in her frustrated 'mommy didn't love me enough, daddy expected too much from me' explanation as to why she loves to win so much in games, given her later claim that before wilson she thought she had to choose between love and respect. if there is, that's a massive parallel to chase--who explicitly tells house to hire her and who she openly schemes with in 97 seconds, why does nobody talk about that--but even if there isn't, it's still fascinating that THAT'S where her mind goes to for an explanation that'll get house off her back, right? she goes through this whole off-screen character arc--she leaves games 'trying not to care', and returns relatively well-adjusted as wilson's new girlfriend a few episode later--and nobody seems interested in what happened there, what drew her to wilson specifically. part of the whole perversion of her hallucination form in s5 is that even at her worst, amber was never that cruel. there is so much to go off of here. i guarantee if she were a man she'd be a top 5 fandom character. can anyone fucking hear me. hello....

anyway: could amber and house ever have been friends? i'm gonna say something controversial: i think by the time amber died, they already sort of were. something nobody talks about AGAIN is that house's head specifically really...toys with this idea that house was attracted to amber. the woman who takes her place in his hallucinations is objectively very attractive. there's that whole eroticised tying-the-scarf-around-the-leg lap sequence. house fumbles and gets flustered when she pops up during the hypnosis session, and doesn't refute wilson when he points out that this is because house genuinely respects her. even that night at the bar: he doesn't shove her away. he goads her to stay for a drink. he sits and talks with her on the bus. this is what i mean when i say i think house wanted amber to live for her own sake: by the time she died, he'd stopped seeing her solely as a reflection of himself. he liked her. in that dream-vision on the bus after her death, he confides in her as an equal: wilson is going to hate me. i've often wondered if what might have driven the wedge between house and wilson in an alternate s4 ending where amber lived is house liking her too much, as a flipside to the whole 'mom said it's my turn on the xbox wilson' custody dispute he has going on with her in s4; we never do find out why house got so drunk that night in the first place, and i suspect in a longer s4 it might've been more heavily hinted that he had feelings for her with zero intent of acting on them. all this to say: yeah, i think they would have been friends.

[maxdibert]

Omg Sansa Starkk!!!! The TV show did her so dirty. Holy shit, they took a complicated layered character (every character of asoiaf is complicated and layered actually) and gave her the most dismissive interpretation possible.

Fuck, when I heard the criticism against game of thrones, it being sexist and the depiction of violence against women, teenager me dismissed it. Then I read the books, and I agree with every criticism 😭

Sansa irritated me in the first couple episodes of season 1, until everything turned and it became a helish nightmare for her and then I felt immense sympathy for her. In the books, she became my instant favorite.

Even Arya had more layers and complexity in the books. Arya was much more human in the books, loved it.

The show assassinated several characters—it didn’t just simplify some, like Sansa, but outright destroyed others. For example, they turned Arya into a complete psychopath, period. The Arya from the last three or four seasons had literally zero personality; she was just a badass who killed people, that’s it. She would put on her psycho killer face, and that was her entire character. She was only there so the male audience could jerk off.

And then there’s Daenerys’ character assassination. And listen, this is coming from someone who can’t stand Daenerys and found her chapters in the books unbearably boring. But even so, I can’t stand it when characters are disrespected in certain ways, and what they did to Daenerys at the end was a complete disgrace. She went from being one of the main characters, always framed as good, positive, and revolutionary by the narrative, to literally a crazy, sociopathic, genocidal maniac—it made zero sense. I’m not saying it couldn’t have happened. Sure, you could spend two more seasons showing how she descends into madness. But don’t do it in three episodes—that’s just pure nonsense. Plain and simple.

And well, WELL—I won’t even get into the rant that is, for me, the biggest crime of the entire trash show: THE CHARACTER ASSASSINATION OF JAIME LANNISTER. Jaime is one of my absolute favorite characters in the saga, and his redemption arc is one of the best I’ve ever seen. It’s truly a masterpiece of storytelling. I can accept that the show’s Jaime was more meh and had less charisma, but what I can’t accept is that after setting up a redemption arc so well, they ended it like that. Like, WHAT. They should have just killed him off during the Long Night—seriously, I wish they had done that. It would have been less painful. What a complete disaster.

Anyway, back to Sansa. She has always been my favorite character from the very beginning, in both the books and the show. I also think she’s a particularly interesting character when it comes to analyzing misogyny within fandoms. Both book Sansa and show Sansa get endless hate for one simple reason: she’s a normal girl. Sansa isn’t a dragon queen, she isn’t a ruler, she isn’t a rebel like her sister. Sansa is just a regular aristocratic girl with regular dreams for a girl of her age and status—someone who has always lived in a bubble. And her reactions, her doubts, and her fears are exactly what any normal person in her situation would have.

And that’s what audiences can’t stand—first, because she’s a reflection of themselves, since most people would act and react like Sansa, not like Arya. And second, because in a patriarchal view of women, a female character is only acceptable if she has traditionally masculine traits (she leads like a man, fights like a man, speaks like a man). A female character with flaws, whose personality isn’t masculine but also doesn’t cater to male fantasies, is unacceptable—so she becomes a constant target.

So yeah, as I’ve been saying for over ten years: hating Sansa Stark is misogyny, and I will not elaborate on this because I don’t do free education for misogynists.

[animeyanderetalker]

Among all fandoms you write for can you list your 10 favorite yandere( if you don't mind can you also write reason why you prefer them 💕😭)

This is a question you would pretty much have to ask me everyday because that is something that so heavily depends on a lot of factors. My mood, what I am watching or rewatching, shorts about a series or character I see on Insta or YouTube and so much more. The list I am giving you now is something that changes daily, maybe even hourly!

Jinx from Arcane

Jinx is my favorite character in Arcane together with Viktor. She has a lot of trauma, attachment issues, hallucinations and is on a very impulsive and chaotic side. Her emotions control her at times to the point where she loses control over herself. That makes for a very complex and interesting character to write about as a Yandere because it is so easy to spin it all around and make her heavily obsessed with the reader in fics. A relationship with Jinx would be heavily co-dependent as she can essentially not trust her own mind due to being haunted by hallucinations and voices which means that she has to rely on you. You are her grasp of reality and without you she is going to slip hard and fast. Jinx is like a bomb who goes off without you around and the result can be dead bodies she didn't even plan to kill. It just happens when she can't discern reality from hallucinations and sees monsters and dead faces everywhere.

Darth Maul from Star Wars: The Clone Wars

As someone currently rewatching all of Star Wars: TCW with one of my good friends, I was heavily reminded of the existence of this glorious man. This series added so much character to Maul who was originally only present for one movie where he didn't speak a single word. Maul is a character who has gone through a lot. This dude was cut in half and survived for 10 years only fueled by hatred. I like myself a villain like him because he is the type of Yandere who would view his darling as a weakness and would genuinely attempt to murder them only to never be able to do so. Maul has never experienced any form of tenderness in his life. He was ripped away from his mother when he was a baby, was raised by Darth Sidious to be a Sith Lord only to be ultimately left to die. That's another trope I enjoy. Of someone who has never known love before slowly mellowing out due to the affection he receives from his darling.

Savage Opress from Star Wars: The Clone Wars

Can't have the younger brother without the older brother there! Some of the tropes that I have already mentioned in Maul's part apply to Savage just as much. What I consider from him to be interesting that on his planet the females reign supreme. When Savage thinks of women, then he thinks of the Nightsisters. For most of his life he has only known violence, humiliation and oppression from women which is why he would be so confused when he is given kindness by his own darling. Differently from Maul who has a whole Hunchback from Notre Dame Frollo meltdown (play the song Hellfire), Savage is much quicker to embrace it all. Still in a possessive manner fitting a Sith but he would be much more gentle with you and extremely protective on top of that. Where Maul avoids affection or always believes that there is a hidden motive, Savage actively leans into it and even demands it.

Levi Ackerman from Attack on Titan

Attack on Titan is over and that saddens me. Especially since newer content has slowed down since then and I even notice that in my inbox. If I compare the amount of requests from this show to when I started and to the interest now, there has been a visible decrease. I consider that to be a shame because as heartless and cruel as that world is, spinning feelings are so easy to happen. Whilst Eren is my favorite character, Levi is currently the one I want to write about a lot. And it frustrates me because I don't recall that there is a single request for him in my inbox. He is genuine husband material, extremely overprotective and shoulders such heavy burdens. This is a man who has seen everyone dying in front of him so as a result of all that trauma he is going to grow exponentially more protective over his own darling.

Yamato from One Piece

It has taken me over a year but I am finally in Wano in One Piece. The arc I have been looking forward to the most. Yamato has already caught my eye from his character design and now that he has been introduced, he hasn't disappointed. I'm still stuck in the arc so I don't know if there is going to be any more that will be revealed about his character and his past. Based on just how much I love the character though I want to write for Yamato a lot. He has a shitty backstory too but differently from the characters I mentioned previously he expresses any potential trauma that he might have in more healthy ways. I definitely believe him to be very delusional though and I have a soft spot for delusional Yandere.

Monkey D. Luffy from One Piece

I'm pretty much just waiting for Luffy to bust out his Gear 5. Later most likely than sooner as I have just recently cracked the 1000 episode milestone. I must admit that I want to mainly know if in that form he would behave any differently than normally in which case my interest might focus specifically on Luffy in his Gear 5 form. Just like Yamato Luffy belongs in the delusional category and that coupled with his normal optimism makes for one very dense Yandere who won't see things as they are. This might sound quite terrible but I have actually found Luffy more interesting to write about ever since Marineford where he witnessed Ace die right in front of him. Apparently I just have a thing for characters with trauma but it makes it just much more easier for me to write about darker moments involving said characters because I can use that trauma as a trigger.

Vinsmoke Sanji from One Piece

Talking about characters with trauma, we have Sanji here! Whole Cake Island has done wonders for him in terms of backstory and deepening his character, especially for me as a writer. I have witnessed a genuine shift in how I perceive him as a Yandere since that arc and I am glad that I published my headcannons about him after I knew him better. Previously I would have just categorised him as jealous and a worshipper but all of that has expanded a lot since that arc. He still has those traits but a thick layer of trauma, insecurities and a lack of seeing his own self-worth has been added since. Sanji is a self-sacrificing Yandere, the type who ignores his own well-being and risks his own life for his darling. He's also an unhealthy perfectionist who needs to do everything just right for you or else he does have a relapse in regards to his own mental health.

Trafalgar D. Water Law from One Piece

This is the last One Piece character, I promise! Law is in a very similar situation as Sanji is. Ever since the timeskip he has received a lot of attention and has gotten his own backstory as well. I have considered Law always interesting as his Devil Fruit and his character as a doctor and captain have all given him certain positions and unique abilities he can use to keep a potentially unwilling darling with him. His backstory has added to his character a lot since then. Differently from the three previous characters though, Law is more subtle with his affection as much as he is with his obsession. Not one for clingy antics or grand acts of service but for that all the more obsessed. As a doctor he knows stuff other people don't and he pays more attention to your anatomy and your body as a result which I can spin to a more creepy obsession. Law's fascination can be very morbid and he is aware of that which makes for an interesting clash of obsession and dignity to write about.

Aizen Sosuke from Bleach

Aizen is control personified. There seems to be nothing that he doesn't know, that he doesn't plan for and that doesn't shake his composure. There is a very good reason why so many people who watch Bleach can't help but root for him and want him in the episode and that is simply because he dominates every scene he is in. If aura is a person then it is Aizen. It's actually disgusting how attractive this man is and the Japanese VA only adds to that more. Having Aizen obsessed with you means that it is over but the wonderful thing is that you won't even notice that until so much later. He is a strategist, he takes his time and he will succeed. There is nothing that will ever help you to escape him as this man ensures that he will always hold the strings. The mindgames he plays are scary as there will be events he plans for years in advance and you won't know about it until he tells you.

Mereoleona Vermillion from Black Clover

Just let me write for this woman please. I love feral Yandere and it is rare to have a woman be as much of a beast as Mereoleona is. As a Yandere with an obsession, this woman will be a lot to handle. She is on fire pretty much all the time and so her obsession is going to be nothing short of an inferno. Whilst someone like Fuegoleon would be responsible enough to control himself and even someone delusional like Leopold would at least hold back somewhat, Mereoleona is the type who just lets herself get consumed. She throws herself into her feelings and that is going to be very intense.

[creamhoodie]

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synopsis: Nagi had never really had much interest in women until he saw you at an afterparty...can he overcome his nerves and make a good impression?

warnings: 3,413 words, nagi x female reader, angst, inexperienced Nagi, smut (minors DNI), characters aged up ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━

“Who’s that girl?” Nagi asked as he Reo and several of his former blue lock members stood around at the after party for one of their games. Parties like these were a thing of the regular since they had gone pro. Reo’s purple eyes followed Nagi’s pointing finger directly to… you where you were surrounded by a group of your friends.

“I’m not sure. She must not be a famous one. I don't recognize her face. You like her man?” Reo asked with eagerness. 

Unlike his other blue lock comrades Nagi didn’t get on with girls much and hadn’t expressed interest in them, though there were many girls who had thrown themselves at him it had gone over his head. He just wasn’t interested and didn’t see the point. 

“She’s very pretty,” he whispered more to himself than in response to Reo’s question. Now their group started to pay more attention to what was going on.

“Did Nagi just express interest in a woman for once?” Isagi asked in shared shock with Kunigami and Chigiri. 

“You better hurry before he loses interest, Reo,” Bachira teased in reference to how Reo was always trying to hook Nagi up with girls. The two did everything together and when Reo had girlfriends he had wanted Nagi to go on double dates with him. It never ended well though since the poor girls he set him up with would just go home crying that the world famous Nagi didn’t even consider them worthy of showing up. 

“Right,” Reo acknowledged Bachira before turning his attention back to Nagi, “man if you like her go up and talk to her.” At last Nagi’s blank expression registered into confusion. 

“Talk to her?” In many ways he was inexperienced, this was one of them. He didn’t even remember the last time he held a conversation with a woman that wasn’t a reporter. 

“Yes, talk to her,” Reo said, pushing Nagi forward towards you despite his protests. The rest of the boys stayed back hollering encouragement and laughing. 

“Reo, stop you know I’ve never talked to a girl like that before,” he continued to protest. For the first time in his life he felt nerves, and they weren’t the type he’d get before a game. His skin felt white hot and all he knew was that he was scared of looking like a fool in front of you. 

“Don’t worry I’ll talk her up for you first. Watch what I do,” Reo yelled back over the all too loud dubstep music. After what felt like a lifetime but was in reality a matter of a few seconds the duo landed in front of you taking you and your friend group by surprise. 

“Hello ladies,” Reo greeted the group but it was clear his attention was on you. 

“Hi,” you replied nervously. What the duo didn’t know was that moments before they had plopped in front of you, your group and yourself had been blushing over which of the players you found attractive. Your choice: Nagi. 

He was looking at you now with a blank but intense expression as he loomed tall over Reo.

“What’s your name?” Reo asked you. 

“Y/N,” you replied ignoring the jeers from your friends, you knew you were going to kill them for this later. 

“Listen Y/N, Nagi here just got a sweet new ride and he hasn’t had any passengers yet. Do you think you’d be willing to go for a spin?” 

“Um sure. If that’s okay of course,” you replied eager at the prospect but not missing how Nagi elbowed Reo. 

“Excuse us a moment,” Reo told you before quickly turning around to exchange harsh whispers with Nagi. 

“Yes that’s okay,” Nagi finally addressed you when they turned back around, his voice hoarse. 

“Well since that’s settled, I will see you Nagi, I have some business to attend to myself,” Reo said before saunterring off leaving you in awkward silence with the white haired striker. You felt his eyes etch into your face and you were glad the venue of the afterparty was dark lit only by club lights or he’d be able to notice your flushing face.

“My car is outside,” Nagi said, motioning towards the door and walking off. You followed him but practically stumbled as your friends all too eagerly pushed you forward. Nagi was very tall and imposing and you tried not to lose him as he disappeared towards the exit of the club. You turned one last time to see your friends joined back by Nagi’s Bluelock friends laughing and staring after the two of you, Reo’s arm was already around one of your friend’s shoulders. 

“You can hold on to me if you’d like, the paps will loom but it will be quick. I already told the valet to bring my car up front,” Nagi told you. He was blushing himself so much he felt it would color his white hair red as well but to his relief you didn’t seem to notice. 

“Okay,” you whispered. As you both walked out, you held on to his sleeve gently walking behind him and you were grateful for his large lean figure guarding you from the bright luminous flashes of professional cameras. It was a cacophony of sound and color as you heard shouts in several languages as they all vied for Nagi’s attention. 

His gray color eyes only saw you however as he held open the passenger door of his sports car for you. You slipped in and he went around to get in the driver’s seat. When he did you noticed he glanced over at you craning his head to see that you had put on your seat belt before taking off. 

Now away from the paps and lights you had more time to admire the car, it was sleek and luxurious and it had been gray and glossy on the outside. It was clearly a foreign model not yet on the market, but not on the market meant for average folk. Nagi as a world class athlete got all the perks. 

Silence again loomed between the two of you and Nagi felt his throat closing as he tried to focus on driving. He had elbowed Reo back at the afterparty for suggesting this situation. Yes he loved driving and his car was new but he felt himself drowning in anxiety from the way you kept looking at him with your sparkling eyes. He also wasn’t blind to how your dress clung to your flesh and hugged you in all the right places. 

“You have a nice car,” you finally broke the silence. His inner dilemma unbeknownst to you, you were beginning to question whether this had all been Reo’s idea and Nagi didn’t have the slightest interest in being here with you.

“Thank you. It was a gift for an advertisement I did. It isn’t out yet but it will air soon,” He stammered. He felt like he was driving on autopilot. The tension was thick between the two of you and he, also unaware of your thoughts, felt that it was due to his awkwardness and you not taking to him. After all, a woman like you definitely had been propositioned before. Your next words hit him like a blow.

“You can take me back to the party if you want.”

“Why would I wanna do that?” He asked. His knuckles on the steering wheel turned white.

“Reo probably wanted to speak with one of my friends and wanted you to do the same with me, but I understand how it is, being the friend that has to be tolerated because of a double date situation. You don’t have to pretend, you can take me back,” you said. Your hair hand sunken forward and covered your face as you held back tears. This whole time he hadn’t spoken a word to you and it seemed that he struggled to even look at you. Like you had said you were never the friend who was chosen who was given attention, tonight was probably no different after all it had been Reo that had done all the talking. 

Nagi on the other hand was shocked, understanding the situation. His awkwardness and being in his head was causing you to think this was something it wasn’t.

“I don’t want to take you back to the party. I want you here with me,” he said. Despite your best efforts to hold tears back, your water ducts were connected to your nasal passage and a sniffle let loose. 

“Hey are you crying?” Nagi asked, looking over at you. He took an upcoming exit off the highway and when he could, pulled into a secluded parking lot behind a closed warehouse. A car like this sticks out easily so you didn’t question his behavior. 

On the other hand, Nagi was mentally cursing himself, his first time alone with a girl he was interested in and he already had made her cry! Reo would never let him live this down. 

His hand outstretched to stroke your hair back from your face just in time to catch a tear fall. He continued to curse himself.

“I don’t want you to cry,” he spoke softly. 

At this point you were embarrassed. Crying in front of a professional athlete like this because he wasn’t interested in you? Of course he wouldn’t be interested, he had the whole world of women at his feet. 

“No no it’s my fault I’m being stupid and sensitive. I understand that you don’t aren’t interested in me-”

“But I am interested in you!” He surprised both you and himself by shouting. Well there was no holding back now he thought to himself before continuing, “I’m not very good at this sort of thing. I’ve never really had time for women even casually. I noticed you and would have been too scared to talk to you if it wasn’t for Reo.” 

Your head was spinning.. Nagi.. interested in you? 

“Well, I guess that makes two of us then. I’m not too good at this either,” you said lightly laughing. 

Nagi was in awe of your laugh and smile. 

Reo got him this far but he couldn’t do things Reo’s way because he wasn’t Reo. What the two of you had in common was that you were each trying to go about this in the way your friend and Reo would. The truth was you and Nagi were both shy and awkward. 

It was then he decided to do things his way. 

“I want to be alone with you and get to know you. Would you be comfortable coming back to my  place?”

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You found yourself in his Tokyo penthouse he kept for when he traveled back to Japan. Just fitting for him it was monochrome gray themed, simple yet luxurious. 

His living room area had a large flat screen television with multiple game consoles connected to it, an electric fireplace, and a coal colored leather couch. 

“Here,” he came back from the kitchen with a glass of water for you. He had offered you a drink but it had been months since he had last been in Japan and as a result he had forgotten how unstocked the place was. It truly did look like a model penthouse available for viewing. 

“Thank you,” you said, taking a sip to humor him.

On the ride over here he had made more conversation with you and you were growing fond of his gentle and boyish awkwardness. It was sweet now that you understood his reasoning for being how he was. He had been a loner before meeting Reo, he was fond of online gaming and still gamed competitively under a pseudonym, and his favorite animals were koalas and pandas. 

“Would you like to see my trophy room?” he asked. 

You indulged him and followed him up the stairs to an open area where all his accolades and medals were displayed in secure glass containers. Mounted on the wall was a photo of him and his friends from Bluelock. 

“This is amazing. Why keep them here though if you’re not always in Japan?” You asked. 

“Japan is still home, and I find them to be more safe here,” he replied.  He was standing close next to you and you could feel the physical heat from his body. You looked up at him and met his gray eyes that were fixated on your lips. 

Those plush lips, he thought to himself. 

“I want to kiss you,” he blurted before adding, “I’m sorry if that’s too direct.” 

You gravitate towards each other like magnets. 

“Nagi,” you whispered as his large hands cupped your face, “kiss me.” It was all the permission he needed and his lips were on yours. He kissed gently and sweetly, savoring your taste but it was like gasoline had been doused on the two of you and it soon became more intense. Your mouth opened under his and he slipped his tongue in. He was aware of the tenting in his pants and you were too as you felt the bulging cloth press into you. 

You had him completely under your spell and possessed him, your soft lips and skin were too alluring. A different side of him had been unleashed thanks to you and it was that side that had him panting between kisses, “bedroom, bedroom now.” 

He picked you up with ease racing down the hall with you in his arms as you continued to kiss. Kicking the bedroom door opened, he plopped you down on his bed of silken sheets. 

His mind was racing, obviously he knew what to do I mean he had watched adult videos and masturbated but his experience in actuality was limited. The most he had done was made out with a girl Reo had set him up with, and that was because it was a formality and expected of him. The kisses he gave you now were hungry, passionate and fierce. 

“I want you, please can I?” he asked breathlessly. You eagerly moved his hands to cup your breasts as an answer while you continued to kiss. Though you haven't much experience yourself, you had a long term boyfriend before and had gone all the way with him and in this moment you were so grateful for that experience that guided you with what to do with Nagi. Your hands went to undo his pants and you felt him freeze. Had you made a mistake?

“I’ve never done this before,” he stammered. He hadn’t planned on telling you that part but so far blurting things out had worked well with you. This was no different. 

“I have. It’s okay, I’ll help you if you want,” you coaxed him. The heat in between your legs was begging that he wouldn’t back out and luckily he didn’t. It was like your words had relaxed him and lifted a weight off his shoulders. 

“I want all of you, I need to see you,” he begged. Wanting to make him comfortable, your hands left his buckle to instead undress yourself. His gray eyes took you all in, devouring you as you saw white hot flames in his eyes. His hands joined in now tugging at your underwear as you undid your bra, both of which were discarded quickly to the floor. His hands caressed your breasts, his fingers lightly grazing the nipples. 

He was next, the two of you quickly undid his tuxedo get up and his long muscles torso was revealed as well as his big gaping member. To Nagi, this was surreal, it was a rush and it was brilliant, this magnetic attraction he had to you was all consuming. 

“I need to feel you,” he whispered, his face pained with desire. You wanted to do good on your promise to help him and so you guided him to lay on the bed and then crawled on top of him. 

“Is this okay?” You asked, 

“It’s more than okay,” he replied, understanding what you were gonna do. You spread yourself on top of him sighing in pure bliss as his cock slid into you. For Nagi it was otherworldly the warmness and depth of your vagina blanketed his bare cock and felt like a warm hug, it was pure heaven better than anything he had ever felt. 

You placed his hands on your hip as you began to ride him and bounce on his cock. The tempo was nice and slow to get him used to it but the lewd sound of skin on skin and your breathy moans combined made him grip you tighter moving you up and down even faster. His eyes took it all in, your naked body and perky breasts bouncing up and down on him sending him over the edge. He felt himself cum quicker than what he hand wanted right inside of you. Your bodies were both slick with sweat. 

“I’m sorry I couldn’t last longer I,” his apologies were interrupted by your lips on his. 

“It’s normal,” you replied, still breathless between kissing. 

“I wanna go again,” he pouted, “I wanna try everything with you.” You cupped his face with your hands, your palms feeling the heat from his cheeks and the moist beads of sweat that had transpired from your tryst. 

“That’s okay you can keep it inside until you’re ready again,” you suggested. He was quick to take you up on that offer the depths and warmness of your folds engulfing him. Between that, your eyes gazing at him, and most especially your hands going down his stomach to feel his chiseled abs, it wasn’t long until he found himself hardening again. He was grateful for you having cock warmed him and he was eager to make do on his words. 

Since he was more assured, this time he wanted to set the pace and dominate you. With reluctance, he slid out from you and with surprising grace for his large stature he positioned you so you’d be knelt on the bed on all fours while he was behind you. You felt the tender mushroom tip of his length against your ass as he lined you up to him. 

“I always wanted to try this,” he whispered more to himself than to you. He had an amazing view of your pussy from here and your meaty lips. Gently, he eased his way into your vagina from the back, a gasp escaping your lips when he did. He began to pump slowly but then faster still not being able to resist, you had taken to moaning almost sobbing his name as he hit every sensitive ounce of flesh in your walls. 

He wasn’t silent as well, his moans and heavy breathing were loud, needy, and desperate. Never in his wildest dreams had you imagined something could sound so good, could feel so good. You turned to look back at him, his eyes were closed and his thick white hair was plastered to his forehead from the sweat. His gray eyes opened and when they met yours he gave you a sinister smile. He pushed deeper into you with a force that would have made you let out a moan had his lips not have caught yours in a tongue filled kiss. All the while he gave you fast paced thrusts as he kissed you causing your head to spin. 

He had evolved from earlier in the night, he was bolder and dirtier filled from the high of you. His hand reached around forward to rub the front of your vagina, finding your clit he began to massage it as he continued to thrust into you and kiss you. Faster, faster, and faster, he went that you were forced to break from the kiss for air. 

You felt so close, he could feel it now with how your walls were coming down on him. You held his eye contact as his pumps reached their peak, his own eyes rolling back in pleasure. It felt so good and he knew he couldn’t go without you from now on. The way you had repeatedly moaned his name evoked more emotion from him than any crowd in the stands ever had. As he released into you and you on him, you each found your breath. He placed gentle kisses down your back. 

“Stay with me tonight, and every night after,” he whispered into your skin.