#also still in love with aki's long beautiful hair

[monsieuroverlord]

HULLO?!?!?!

Akihiro's in the Sabretooth War Preview, as just revealed at NYCC

source here

There's some unlettered pages for Wolverine #41 plus a bunch of cover reveals

[loko4koko]

·:*¨༺ ♱✮♱ Aki Hayakawa x fem!Reader ♱✮♱ ༻¨*:·

>fanart_credit: einruji__ (via_twitter)

>MDNI 18+

>word_count: 1230

>contents: smoking fetish, lots of talk of cigarettes, established relationship, sexual nudity, implied p in v, oral sex (f receiving), fingering (f receiving), hair pulling (m receiving), dom!reader if you squint really really super hard, aki calls you angel and you call him baby, aki being sooo boyfriend n soo in love with u *~*

aki likes to watch you smoke.

he likes it when it’s the morning, when you light up on the balcony of your shared apartment while drinking your first of many cups of coffee, breathing a deep sigh of relief after a long drag. it just might be his favorite part of the morning, watching you bask in that first taste of tobacco and nicotine of the day. he likes it when it’s the middle of the day and you’re out and about with him, putting a cigarette to your lipstick-coated lips while you sit across from him outside of a cafe, a manicured hand held out to ash away from the wind. he admires you and your commitment to common courtesy, even if he doesn’t mind a little ash or smoke-scented air blowing in his face. he likes it when it’s later in the evening, before you two eat the dinner you so lovingly prepared, and you want to get a little stoned so you roll up a joint, one that you politely offer to him (that he sometimes can’t deny) with the pungent smoke coming out of your nose, laughing as you choke on the smoke tricks you try to impress him with.

he likes to watch you smoke.

aki cant deny that, while it’d been hypocritical in the truest sense of the word, he’d tried to encourage you to stop when the two of you first started dating over a year ago. any time you’d pull out your pack of cigarettes, he’d playfully, but still earnestly, chide you and your habit. very ironic of him, however, that minutes later he’d be pulling out his own, leaving you to jokingly glare at him while he just shrugged. as much as he cared about you and your health, he also cared to let you be your own person, the grown adult you were before you’d begun dating, before you’d even met. he couldn’t rightfully police you from doing something he wasn’t going to stop himself from doing, so the scoldings died down and soon enough he was offering you a lighter when you needed, or bringing you home a pack of your preferred brand if he knew you were running low. aki just wanted to make his sweet girl happy, and if that meant he’d get a smile after surprising you with a pack of smokes or a cute, girly lighter to aid in your bad habit, then so be it.

there were other times when aki liked to watch you smoke, too. he thinks of how pretty you look when he fucks you slow and deep, makes you cry and cum on repeat and you lie there on the bed you share, short on breath and still a little tongue-tied from the intensity of it all. he watches your sheen-coated naked form reach for the pack of cigarettes on your nightstand, popping one in your swollen, pretty pout and fumbling for the lighter. it’s almost funny to him that you’ve practically pavlovian-conditioned yourself into craving a smoke immediately after an orgasm, something he couldn’t blame you for if he tried, but he’s too busy being suffocated by your raw sensuality, your beauty to actually acknowledge the fact. he always thinks that you’d make a good painting like this, splayed across the bed in your fucked-out haze, receiving what he imagines to be your second favorite pleasure in the form of the little nicotine-filled stick. you smile lazily up at him from around your cigarette and his cheeks burn as he realizes his cock is stirring from between his legs again already. he can’t even be sure what makes him harder: the sight of you naked and sweaty and well-fucked by him, or the sight of you naked in what used to be just his bed, smoking away to your heart’s content. most definitely some perverse amalgamation of both, he’s sure.

his thoughts on your consistency of smoking after sex come second only to the thing he likes watching more: you smoking during sex. aki thinks there’s nothing in the world that could make him harder than when you’re relaxing with a cigarette between your lips and just enough room between your thighs for him to fit. he’ll get on his knees, or flat on his stomach, any way he has to to get to his destination as quickly as possible. he’ll pull your pants down or your skirt up, tugging whatever cute little panties you’re wearing to the side to gaze upon your pretty cunt. you’d almost be surprised if you hadn’t already been in this exact position a multitude of times since you’d been with the man, a giggle leaving you as you bring your cigarette back to your lips from the ashtray, free hand dropping whatever you were up to to card your fingers through aki’s inky hair. “what’s it gonna be today, baby? your pretty fingers or your pretty mouth?” aki’s nuzzling his nose up against your pussy and inhaling deep the aroma of youyouyou, you and your cigarette, a filthy act that makes you shiver, when he answers you.

“both.”

both was the absolute truth. aki’s 3 fingers deep into your slit and you’re gushing around him, eyes locked with his as your cigarette dangles haphazardly between your lips. his own lips haven’t left your clit the entire time, slurping and sucking, tongue flicking at your swollen bud. there’s smoke escaping when you moan and cry out for him, and he thinks he may have died and gone to his own version of heaven. your thighs pressed against the sides of his face, your fingers in his hair, his mouth filled with the taste of you, and nose full of the scents you offer, aki is in the most delicious sensory overload he could ever ask for. he can tell you’re close, with the way your eyes slip shut and your cunt clenches around his fingers, so he works in overtime to bring you to the edge. he makes damn sure to keep his eyes open and on you the entire time, no matter how badly he wants to give in and close his eyes, losing himself in the bliss that you bring him. he has to see, has to watch you fall to pieces before him like it’d be a cardinal sin not to. the cigarette between your lips is nothing but the filter now, and it falls to the ground when you call out his name, head falling back against the arm of the sofa. your fingers grip his hair impossibly tight and he moans against your pussy, swallowing up every little drip drop of slick that leaves you as you cum for him. his fingers inside of you have yet to slow down, never ceasing the onslaught of pressure against the delicate spot that has tears slipping from your lash line. “c’mon, angel, one more time. gimme another one, i cant ever get enough of you.” your chest is heaving as you nod at him, the plea in his eyes too much for you to be cruel and say no. you reach over and pull another cigarette from your pack and flick your lighter, and aki takes that as his sign to get back to his meal.

aki likes to watch you do anything, but he really likes to watch you smoke.

>authors_note: i have officially joined the whore for aki train and im never ever getting off of it i..think that i love him like real bad like SO bad

© loko4koko 2023

[twodimensionalboyfriend]

Aki spa day :))

wc: ~2.1k read time: ~8 minutes

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cw: established relationship, fem reader (GN throughout, calls her a beautiful girl at the end bc im kind of a whore for that shit), fluff, make out (i wouldn’t say it’s spicy but like it’s kinda seasoned i guess), mildly ooc aki but only because he’s experiencing happiness and idk if that man has ever known an ounce of joy,

if there are an content warnings you think i missed, please tell me so!! i’ll add them to this post and remember to add them to future ones!! :) ♡ ♡

and pls pls like and reblog and reply!! literally if you interact i will kiss you on the mouth

Being a public safety devil hunter is no one’s dream job. While the pay is pretty great and you get plenty of PTO, the death, tragedy, and destruction you see on a weekly basis is not always worth it. The only reason you’ve stuck around this long is because somehow you lucked out with your partner.

Aki.

He’s so mellow and kind and smart and he is so so handsome. These last few years with him have been some of the most difficult of your life, but he makes it manageable. The two of you have been partners for the last 3 years. You both have your eyes set on killing the gun devil, but you know that deep down, it's only Aki who believes he can actually get the job done.

Truthfully, you wished for an easy life with him. All you want is to work a usual 9 to 5 (preferably one that won’t kill you), come home, make dinner and have a quiet evening with the man you love. God, how does something so simple sound like such an unattainable fantasy?

On your days off, you like to lean in to the fantasy a little bit. You took off this Friday in return for working a mission the following Sunday, so you slept in, made a nice brunch, ran some errands and decided that you were going to do a full skin care spa day at home to relieve some stress. It’s rare that you get the chance to take time to take care of yourself, so this was definitely needed after a very long week at work. Which is what you were doing when Aki came home that evening.

You heard the door open and his post-work-day sigh, “y/n, you home?”

“In the bathroom!”

Aki walked in and couldn’t help but smile a little bit. You were in an old t-shirt of his that was just a bit too big and some lounge pants with cats on them. You had your hair clipped out of your face and were applying under-eye patches. He leaned in and kissed the top of your head. It surprises him every time that no matter what you’re doing or wearing, he still thinks you’re the most gorgeous person he’s ever seen.

“How was work today?” you asked.

“Could have been worse. Makima has Power and Denji training with Kishibe non-stop since the ambush on the devil hunting divisions, so it was nice not having them around all day,” he went on, “But I know that she knows something we don’t about the recent ambush attacks and why they targeted Denji. She’s not telling us and I need to figure out what it is and why. Oh, and we also killed a roach devil, so that was pretty gross. Just felt like a long day."

You sighed. He’s always cared too deeply. You’ve tried to tell him that he shouldn’t be so invested in the job and that he should just treat devil hunting as a paycheck ad nothing more, because at the end of the day you all know that you’re replaceable. It hurts when you see him coming home carrying the weight of the world on his shoulders for a job that would replace him in less than a week.

You step towards him, “I’m sorry that work was rough. I mean, when is it not but, you know.” Your hands reach up and pull his hair tie out, letting his hair fall down, “How about this? You shower and then change into comfy clothes, and I can give you a little massage and face treatment? Having clean skin and being taken care of always helps me unwind,” you said with a smile.

Aki thought about this. Honestly? He felt exhausted. He was hungry and was looking forward to dinner and sleeping. But you looked so cute with your under eye patches, and the idea of being pampered and loved by his partner was not at all unappealing. “Okay. That sounds.. nice, actually.”

“Yay! Okay, step one is to go take a shower and wipe off the bad energy from work today. Take your time and enjoy the warm water! I’d join you but I literally just showered,” you chuckle and finished up your routine with some lip balm. .

“I mean you can never be too clean—”

“Yeah yeah, get your ass in there,” you pushed him and he laughed softly. You never wanna go a day in your life without hearing it.

About 15 minutes later, you hear the bathroom door open and Aki’s footsteps shortly following. “Alright missy," he walked in to your shared bedroom wearing a black t-shirt and some grey sweatpants, “What’s step two?”

“You washed your face in the shower, yeah?”

“Yes ma’am.”

“‘Kay, go lay down in bed. I’ll be there in a sec!”

Puzzled yet smiling, Aki went to the bedroom. A moment later, you came in with some of your skin care. Bottles, tubes and other containers clinked with each other as you walked.

“Uhh, am I still gonna have skin after this?” he teased, “Wait what are those for?” he pointed at the strawberry barrettes in your hand.

“Clipping your hair back!" You dump your things onto your nightstand beside you, "I figured having it loose and clipped back was more comfortable after it’s gets tied back all day.”

Your hands reached up and gently pulled his bangs out of his face and clipped them back. His hair was always so soft and shiny, which you always found unfair considering he does nothing but shampoo and conditioner after tying it up all day.

Aki hummed in agreement. He loved when you played with his hair. He didn't know another person's hands could feel so good, “A correct assumption,” he smiled as you finished tucking his bangs back.

“Okay, so first I’m going to tone your skin then I’ll use some relaxing serums. I don’t know how, but you are blessed with very clear skin, so I don’t want to go crazy with cleansers and peels,” you beginning to apply a toner with some cotton rounds.

“Peels? Wait, will I actually still have skin after this?”

“Hey! Trust the process,” you laughed and bopped him in the forehead with the cotton pad.

And yet again, that little fantasy sneaks up on you from your subconscious. A life where you can treat and love your boyfriend like this. A life where you hear his laughter more often than his weeping. A life where he smiles more than he wears that stoic glower he has all the time. The way he melts and relaxes under your touch is something that is so special to you. You wished you could do it for him more often.

“Okay now I’m gonna use some niacinamide for any discoloration you have,” you say as you drop some serum on his face

“Do I have discolora—” he gasped, “That stuff is cold!”

“Relax you baby, and no you don’t because life is very unfair,” you felt him chuckle as you began massaging the product into his face. His skin was soft under your gentle hands and you could feel his breathing slowing as he let himself ease into your touch. It felt nice to take your time and love him like this. Life is always so fast and intense for Aki. He deserved to have these slow and soft moments.

You tapped his face gently, "Time for eye patches, like the ones I had earlier.”

“What are they for?”

“The ones I’m gonna put on you are just hydrating with a little bet of retinol for any fine lines. And while those sit I’ll tweeze your brows and depuff your face with a face roller!” you say as you crack open the patches.

“And you do this every night??” Aki asked.

“Oh god no, this is like the relaxation treatment I do when I get a day when I finally have nothing to do. I wish I had the time and energy to do this every day,” you joked. “Okay eye patches are on! Now sit up, because I don’t trust myself to not fuck up your eye brows while you’re upside down.”

“Yeah, I don’t think I trust you either,” he grunted as he sat up.

Once he was right side up, you began to position yourself sat in front of him but you yelp when he pulls you into his lap by surprise. You felt your heart speed up a bit when you felt his groin press into yours and his hands settled on your hips. You stutter, “woaHA-Aki! Uhm, am I..” you swallowed, “Uhm— are you comfortable?”

“I feel just fine,” He said in an innocent tone, but the look in his eyes said otherwise. Aki loved to pick on you like this. It’s rare that you stumble or get flustered out in the field or with all your friends, and he thinks you’re so cute when you’re a little worked up, “Are you comfortable, y/n?”

“You think you’re so funny, huh?” you asked.

Fine, two can play that game.

You grabbed his face and pulled him towards your lips. The way his mouth instantly opened for your tongue turned you on even more and you rolled your hips into his. The groan he made was so sexual it made you shiver. Your favorite thing about loving Aki is the way it feels like he savors every touch you two share. Every time his mouth and tongue move against yours, it made you feel loved and wanted. Though he always gives you that feeling no matter what he did.

His grip on your hips tighten as you ran your fingers through his hair. You smiled into the kiss as you felt him get harder underneath you when you pulled on it. Gotcha.

You slow the momentum and then give him one last sweet kiss, “Okay, time to start on your brows!”

He had a buffering look on his face as he realized what you meant, “W-wait, c’mon— That’s not fair!”

You began to work, “I don’t understand what you mean? Thought we were just being silly? Just playing? Joshing around if you w—”

“Alright missy, you’ve made your point, very funny ha ha now finish up my face.” But his smile gave away what his tone tried to hide.

And so, for the next few minutes you hummed some song stuck in your head while Aki occasionally hissed as you tweezed.

“Okay all done!” You said as you plucked the last hair.

“So? How do I look?”

“Well, not everyone’s can look as good as mine but you’re definitely doing better than before!” you giggled as you handed him a mirror.

“Very funny,” he looked at his brows, “Oh woah, they look super clean.”

“The power of facial grooming. I’m gonna finish you off with some moisturizer and your skin will be free of toxins.”

“What toxins?”

“I don’t know, ask the influencers, because apparently our bodies are full of them,” you said, applying the cream to his face as he chuckled. And yet again, you wished life was a little bit different.

Aki, on the other hand, loves spending time with you. He would do almost anything if it made you happy, and didn’t think about why until recently. You had this weird ability to make it seem like everything was going to be okay. He wants to keep having these moments with you to help drown out the sounds of everything else in his life. Aki realized, up until now, he was just surviving through whatever life threw at him, but with you he wants to actually live through it. He wants to take you out and enjoy the evening. Actually cook and taste good food, not just tolerate whatever gave him enough to keep going. He doesn’t have to just put up with the people in his life. Maybe... and just maybe... Aki can actually love and care for someone again.

He knows this line of work is going to kill him in a few years, and that Aki has goals that he just can't give up on. He doesn’t even think he deserves to live a good life with you, truthfully. Yet he’s decided to be selfish and try to have it anyways

He snaps out of his thoughts, “What are you craving for dinner?”

“Pork onigiri?”

“Pork onigiri you will have,” he leaned in for a kiss and said, “I love you very much. Thank you for always taking care of me, beautiful girl” he kissed you again.

You pulled away, “Of course. I’ll always take care of you; I love you too.”

He gave you one last peck before getting up and walking to the kitchen for dinner.

[miusato]

I was wondering, do you have a ranking for Kotone ships? I assume Shinjiham is number 1, but I'm curious since you mentioned you liked them all

HMMMM maybe? I mean like I pretty much like all kotone ships since I'm biased and I like her althoughhh honestly some ships I just see more on platonic side but I salute anyone that ships her with a rare pair (provided its just not something entirely weird or borderline illegal lol)

Anyway, here's pretty much my ranking and thoughts for each ships lol:

1) Shinjiham - First of all, god Atlus doesnt FUCK AROUND with his SL route and it's so out of their fucking mind for Atlus to not let the girlies write for the romances in other persona ever again cuz WHAT THE FUCK???? They really fucking cook with his and Ryoji's SL its fucking sweet yet so tragic I just cant fucking take it anymoreeee 😭😭😭 and it fucking hurts me that even when you ended up not dating him, you can clearly see just how in love he is with Kotone like fuck man it hurtss

I am just such a sucker for the broody bf x cheery gf trope but they had me in my tits when they laced it with angst it had me bawling by the end of it. I really appreciate how in femc's route we finally get to see his true character like god before P3R we really only know him as that mean looking guy with a tragic broody past and he tries to make things right before its too late but we dont also see him trying to be better other than tiny mentions of it so when he is gone we dont feel bad other but P3P hooo boyyy shits fucked me up I miss him I miss my wife and even when I get to save him, even when he finally gains the reason to survive and have meaning to live, when the person that gives him that reasoning is gone, it fucking hits me like a truck man and that truck decides to reverse and run me over again. Absolutely spectacular shipping 11/10 dont fucking do that ever again Atlus I have inherited hypertension from my dad

2) Akiham - This is actually my initial otp before I blasted and fried my brain with foolmoon content. I was actually surprised to see this side of Aki where instead of him looking like he gets thing under control and cool all the time, he is just so clueless socially and every rank of him had me go "Holy shit he's autistic he's just like me frrrrr" like I didnt expect him to have awful social cues like me hskskssksk I also love how really cute the entire rank is like this boy is 18 and never dated anyone yet he is so sweet and thoughtful I almost forgot he probably learned this from the seventeen magazine in his room lmfaoo I love them they're the most tamed yet cute pair but also bittersweet and sad thinking that he lost everyone that he loves even after he proclaimed he will protect her ugh im in painnn

3) Theoham - I love how silly the entire route is! Its fun and relaxed and oh god what is up with everyone with white hair has autism in this game??? His lines are fucking bonkers it had me in tears and I cant even believe this man also manage to make me feel things about exposing one's hand after seeing it gloved for so long. Again Atlus please let the girlies cook again for the new persona i am begging you

4) Hamugis - idk if it was Atlus intention or not to make her pan but god I love this so much! Her entire route is her adjusting to being human and gaining human emotion gradually and I just really think its so beautiful when she said she doesnt even care if Kotone's a girl or a man she will still love her (Im sure she really meant it to be platonic and she pretty much mixed romantic and platonic but also that confession at the roof doesnt help at all I genuinely think she's in love with femc) and towards the end when she cried I can hear how human she is briefly like oh god I cant believe Atlus invented yuri

5) Yukaham - they're besties and she mentioned she wants a bf before okay whatever BUT I just refuse to believe she's into men honestly and she probably just wants a bf because thats what she believes girls should be (like obsessing over boys and such) and shes a girly girl so she should like boys, right?

Im not forcing anyone my HC at all so just ignore this if you want. Im writing this because the worm in my brain tells me to do it and i am also projecting myself here but like I just like the idea of Yukari feels conflicted about her sexuality because she's a girly girl and her liking girls doesnt fit the status as a girly girl but when she meets Kotone and she is feminine and likes girls stuff too but also a tomboy and doesnt really care much about the identity of being a girly girl and finds herself enamored towards her, she admits to her one day that she's having conflicted feelings about her and the other girls she finds oddly attracted to and Kotone's probably like "You should try to kiss me and see if you feel anything about it" and AKXHEIQPAUSQPAJQL oh god the thought of Yukari not knowing she's a lesbian and struggling to accept her identity as a lesbian is just so AAAAAAA i need more Yukaham content maybe I should draw them together

6) Mitsuham - I totally understand people's vision with Mitsuham. Actually at this point, you guys can see how Kotone brings impact to everyone in the team and towards the end of the game, everyone either finds a meaning to live or finally able to open up to each other but anyway shhh lets ignore the overall grim lore of this game and just focus on Mitsuru as a person instead. I really love the idea that Kotone introduce a lot of new things to Mitsuru since despite how rich and influential she can be, due to the responsibility and burden she has to hold at a very young age, she didnt get to experience what life is as a normal teenage girl so I just love the thought of Kotone teaches her what it feels to be a normal teenage girl like and gives her a glimpse of what it feels if she wasn't a Kirijo in the first place. Again, just a HC but like I think it would be so fun of Kotone and Mitsuru just sneaks out at night after she convinces her to forget her responsibility for a moment and loiters around town until it's the dark hour and Mitsu just freaks out because she was too distracted by having fun and being distracted by her duty and she was like I cant afford being normal, not in this world and not when she bears the name of Kirijo and oh god did I accidentally turn this into angst???? ANYWAYS yes I understand Mitsuham

7) Ryoham - Okay I have to admit, as much as bittersweet and tragic their whole relationship is (like the fuck as going on in Atlus' HQ when they wrote "Please touch me. Make sure I exist." Like ????) I'm just not into Ryoji much because of a personal reason but also like I love it when people draw them in an alternate universe where they meet again like I really believe in another life, they really do would fall for each other again ;w;

8) Juntone - Honestly I just see them as platonic but I saw this one Juntone shipper on twt before and I cant stop thinking of them whenever I have to think of this pair. Like okay shh imagine if Kotone isnt dead in the end but both of them still lost Chidori and Shinji, I know they both understands the pain but like if lets say they find confort in each other and down the line they do fall in love, I just think its really beautiful. Maybe not immediately but when years later theyre reunited and open up about their grief and still having a hard time to move on, I know they would clung on to each other just to feel absolutely alright because nobody can understand the circumstances they fall into.

Anyway, that's pretty much my ranking. I really do love and understand why people would love her with other pairing like I am all game but the ones I am pretty much very obsessed with is Shinjiham and Akiham while the others are more of an afterthought to me.

[6okuto]

🍙 for @satorisoup from my fruits basket :3

Long Post. but i (Rlly) summarized the questions for viewing ease 🫡

1) life & school

i Am nervous about school hbdfhbg i’m a sociology major!! ^^ love soc but i switched to honours so i have to keep my gpa up, and most of my classes this year are really reading/writing/presentation heavy.. plus i'm trying a full course load for the first time so doing my thesis next yr will be easier, but i'm already easily stressed and burnt out.. lol.. ;; it's probably fine though

life’s getting busy.. and i’m not sure my cosplay will get here in time for my con but it’s ok tbh! the good outweighs the bad for those things. i wish i had money for the con outside my grants/loans but LOL that's life 

2) celebrating my birthday with keiji :3

tmi maybe. i haven’t had a great birthday since i was 15/16 to be honest FBHBDJ i'm so burnt out and depressed in dec that the past few years i haven’t done anything at all LOL but hearing this,, keiji makes it his mission to give me a good one ^^ ! 

he takes the day off and makes sure the day is just for us! practices making heart shaped pancakes and cooks breakfast.. i walk in on him in the kitchen super focused and accidentally scare him LOL he wanted it to be a surprise but it’s ok!! i watch and talk while i wait

it’s usually cold so i don't go anywhere ;; but we still have fun!! it’s nothing crazy,, we just talk, put on a show while we work on a puzzle or bake… play some co-op games.. order dinner.. yeagh

if it isn’t awful outside, we might make a little snowman or snow angels at the park nearby :]

he gets birthday gifts separate from his christmas ones.. since they're so close my birthday’s kinda overshadowed & i tell people to get one gift or none but keiji refuses!! he writes a long heartfelt letter, commissions art of us & our cat, and buys custom matching necklaces + little crochet accessories + ribbon 🙂‍↕️ (also macarons. i rock w macarons.)

3) favourite aki scene :3

his morning routine changed my life. they didn’t have to do that (not in the manga) but they did… my beautiful domestic soft morning dreams… it’s so Aki… and then i think about how he’d include u in his routine when ur together the way he does with denji and power… ouh..

4) art app + ur new stylus :0

looks down and kicks rocks. krita user over here. not that anything’s wrong with krita. i just feel lame when i see brushes i want because of course they’re never for krita. but it’s cool! how's ur new pen!! bro sometimes krita’s pressure sensitivity doesn’t work on start-up and i didn’t realize i could just restart the window settings . i kept reinstalling it. it’s fine but Wow i was miserable for so long (Months. like a stupid poopoo head)

5) Secret Art Opinions.

olivia wilde nodding gif. smoking duck gif. no one knows what i know no one’s seen what i’ve seen. BEAUTIFUL!! PERF!! i love his smile and jewelry (🤯) and hair and EVERYTHING!! your art style is SOO lovely cutieful lene!! and a 17 layer max seems nonsensical?! HELP.. how big is your canvas.. what app are you using bc isn't there ones made for what u want to try.. I believe in U!! no matter what i’m sure it will turn out awesome!!! he would be so flattered. his lips would wobble and he'd gasp/whine and hug and kiss u like WHAT!! FOR HIM..?..!!! yeah.

6) akaashi and i’s song :00

wanna say i will by mitski but that’s gonna be in every self-ship playlist of mine. maybe home by reese lansangan.. hesitate to say it’s Our Song but it’s a good one!!

My bones are safe / And my heart can rest / Knowing it belongs to you / My world is changed / And it's cradled by / The comfort that is you

7) monster lover post + ones i like

i wish i had good specific hear me out's but i don’t consume a lot of media with them so the ones i can think of are super basic and boring… i’d need a list in front of me so i could smash or pass. (if u have any in mind let me kneow.) but

the teacher from the girl from the other side. Like it’s my fault. doting adoptive self-sacrificial father figure DON’T TALK TO ME. also i must mention tokoyami. + shirou from BNA if he counts

tai lung from kung fu panda just once. the plague doctor (scp-049) obviously

probably some transformers. i like bumblebee 🩷 THE PACIFIC RIM JAEGERS . gipsy danger of course. striker eureka of course. gipsy avenger & november ajax & valor omega (Sorry.). azure defiant omgg PILIPPINS! 🇵🇭🇵🇭

i can usually get behind a “hear me out” if it isn’t like.. super slimey(?) or spikey. they could all hurt me but anything Very sharp/spikey i’m like nooo owwww ouchie nooo..

8) JJK since hell started on earth (+ lenoso!)

I Have been keeping up. unfortunate for my happiness. but Dear God. finding that out two hours after a comm and on FORTNITE is CRAZY? I’m so sorry. I get it. there’s like 3 vids and 6 pics of me crying. …did u at least win the fortnite match. i thank god every day my main thing is HQ because i just watch guys play volleyball. the manga.. a bit exciting.. hoping for an Ok outcome… maybe if gege has love and megan thee stallion in his heart

9) demon slayer opinions (+ genya specifically)

i watched the first season of kny but dropped it after hebfhsbjb nothing against it, just not rlly my cup of tea!! but i know quite a few deaths and the manga ending.. i don’t have a fave demon though.. i liked tanjiro + giyuu + sabito (predictable x3). also fond of rengoku (predictable) and mitsuri/obanai (predictable). Is akaza awesome and beautiful. i don't rlly know genya but i’ve seen him and his brother!! I will like him In Ur honour!!! ur friend reporting u for an edit is crazyehsbfjhb STAY STRONG… GENYA! i’m sure he’s fantastic!!

10) bnha + izuku thoughts!

Who’s calling izuku ugly. ☹️ i get u btw Like it’s my fault i’m always fond of the main characters and want the best for them. i don’t usually read stuff for him bUT i fr see the appeal, and he can be soo super interesting/fun to write and read about!! AND HE’S NOT UGLY!! ☹️ he’s very cutieful handsome. grown up deku… vivid and beautiful in my mind… 

11) favourite food, drink, etc. :3

rice . LOL i don’t think i have a favourite food but i love pinoy chicken dishes! my mom's adobo + caldereta + niligang manok. also been eating chorizo de cebu lately.. yummay..

sweet drinks.. frappes & taro boba… i need to expand my palette but y'know. and my fav soda is crush

i said this but i Love Macarons. you give me a plate of macarons i’m inhaling that shit like kirby. also sapin sapin and cheesecake! a great cake in general is so yummayyy

big hazelnut creme chocolate fan. I Love hazelnut chocolate. started when i was a child with kinder eggs and purdys chocolate hedgehogs and here i am

fav cereal is kellogg's krave. obvious chocolate fan here

SUSHI VIBES IS SO INTERESTING i’m pretty sure i’ve never had a piece. like ever. i do like fish… do u have any fave sushi.. i doubt i’ll be trying any soon but for future reference!!

12) anything and everything else ^_^ (mammon + mlp ment.)

Lene i have stuff to talk about at all times and will overshare every time

YAGH! mammon is the avatar of greed and 2nd eldest brother of 7 in Obey Me: One Master To Rule Them All. i actually didn’t like him at first (I’m sorry.) but he grew on me real bad. it’s serious. he's very tsundere which is Not my type but. something happened. He's a softie.. he cares about you and everyone So Much.. he's very empathetic and emotionally intelligent even if he struggles with being vulnerable.. he can generally control his emotions better /gets angry less than his brothers… he gets teased/mistreated a lot.. he loves money and hates working but he loves U even more So Of Course He’d do/give up Anything 4 U.. he's insecure and has called himself worthless on his own Which Devastated Me So Bad i love this guy so much Let’s All Just. oh man.

i Did like MLP. i stopped watching at some point but i want to go back and watch it all.. predictably obsessed with princess cadance and shining armor. I wanted to be her and I wanted him. Predictably. i cried over BBBFF when i was little btw /pos but hm.. my fav show was gravity falls maybe. so good.

we finally fixed what was wrong with the water in the one bathroom in the house that has a bath tub. exciting because i’ve never taken a bath… want to see what it’s like… perhaps use a bath bomb 🤔..

don’t think i’ve processed we’re going to have another person living with us. wow

been thinking about p5 akira a lot. my stupid beautiful loser sopping wet cat idiot handsome prince guy. Do u think 13 year old me would be surprised i still like him or that my bff likes goro or that i ship akeshu. i have 150 ss's from the p5 vn. and when i say he's written like my version of akaashi keiji.. hah......

might deactivate at some point tbh. saying this because i don't think people will read this far so it's like a little secret convo but i feel like i've overstayed my time / don't rlly fit anywhere bshdjsd i'll click delete account and just Stare for a while. like at some point u think about it so much it's like.. girl stop clinging on and just do it. but i don't want to lose my stuff so it won't happen until i put it all somewhere else. which won't be soon because i'm lazy as shit so. that's life i guess. 🤷🏻‍♀️ def won't until i finish my event.. will see if i can at least make it to my blog anni if not my birthday 🤔 would probably come back at some point anyway. also my users... can't lose 6okuto r u joking...

been rocking with pleasure delayer by between friends & rock-paper-scissors by katzenjammer lately.

broken 3 nails this week and may unfortunately break a 4th. my stupid baka life. might just cut the rest and restart... they were all Even. 1/2 cm long bro.. why does this happen to me...

excited to call and ask about my joke bear plate in a few days. i'm 100% sure i didn't do an even number of coats for everything and it'll look wonky in places, but i think that's part of the appeal. the nia 6okuto joke bear brand

thank u for joining and asking lene!! 🙆🏻‍♀️🩷🩷 i like 2 talk so do not worry. would u like some q's back.. a similar amount.. less.. more.. let me kneow. meow

[jofdiamonds]

A tavern on a cliff.

Like something out of a fairy tale.

The sun was disappearing behind the horizon as Aki and Alexander made their way inside, accompanied by a few other men of their crew that also found strong liquor to be the solution to aching muscles and long days spent at sea.

The place was well taken care of. A fire was burning – it was warm outside still, but something told Aki the nights could get chilly. A few patrons here and there, most of them with sour faces, drinking their troubles away; it was too early for anybody else to be there, but no doubt the place would be buzzing with activity in a few hours.

As such, the girl behind the counter had a bored expression. Brown, big eyes and red curly hair, like fire. A round face with full lips and pale skin. She was saying something to a man. Aki couldn’t see him very well, only his back and hair; the former, broad, the latter, curly and dark.

He approached the conversing couple. It was his official duty as the first mate to introduce the crew when the captain was not present, and his unofficial one to buy a first round for everyone present. For their hard work, as a way to keep their spirits high. Aki didn’t care. He was well aware he would get most of his money back later on, when they started getting too drunk to play cards properly and their bets turned riskier and perilous.

‘Good afternoon. I am…’

‘Here for a drink, I assume?’ The young woman cut him, raising her brows and muttering numbers under her breath. She was counting how many of them there were, and her dark eyes only returned back to Aki after doing so.

‘Exactly. My name’s…’

‘Thirsty for what, exactly? Beer, something stronger?’

‘Something stronger!’ A voice behind him, laughter at seeing a woman who was not even in her thirties so… commanding. A curious and strong personality, she had. Aki found himself smiling.

‘Something stronger, yes. We have spent days at sea.’

‘I can tell,’ she simply said, with a crooked smile, putting bottle after bottle at the counter, and tankards beside them. As she was busy doing so, Aki turned to Alexander, hoping to find amusement in his friend’s young features. Instead, Aki saw him looking wide eyed at the young woman, as if he had found a magical creature instead of a mischievous girl.

‘Forgive her, she’s always like this,’ the man who the bartender had been talking with had been the one to talk. He was handsome, with a strong nose and jaw, heavy-lidded eyes and tanned skin, probably as a result of days spent working under the sun. A fisherman, perhaps? He had callused hands, so whatever he did for a living, was certainly physical.

‘Oh, sir, don’t worry. You have a beautiful wife, and beautiful women are allowed to do this sort of thing,’ Aki replied, guessing their relationship… wrong, apparently, because both the man and the woman looked at each other and broke into laughter.

The man shook his head. ‘We are siblings. As if anyone could put up with Cass long enough to marry her.’

Aki didn’t know about that. One look at Alexander told him the young blond marine was more than willing to, at the very least, try.

In fact, as much as Aki would have liked to speak with his friend now that the ground was still beneath their feet and they could do so without being surrounded by at least five other men at all times, Alexander only had eyes for Cass. Words for Cass. He made her laugh a few times and he looked like the proudest person to ever have lived.

It wasn’t long until Hércules – that was the curly-haired man’s name – substituted his sister behind the bar, Cass leaving with Alexander somewhere else. Last Aki saw of any of them, their lips were already pressed together.

‘A rare occurrence. As I say, most people can’t put up with her.’ Hércules laughed, rolling his eyes at watching his sister disappear with a stranger. His tone was, however, earnest and affectionate. The man clearly had a lot of love for his sister.

‘Alexander is a patient man.’ Aki shrugged, also smiling. He could respect a man who loved his family. ‘I guess getting to know someone must be difficult around here. Most of them leave after a couple of days, I assume.’

‘Yeah, that, or the mermaids eat them.’

Aki tilted his head towards one shoulder and squinted his eyes, about to choke on his drink. The mermaids? Was Hércules teasing him? Was this some local running joke that Aki knew nothing about? No. The man was serious. Drying a tankard with a piece of fabric with an expression not different to that he would have had had he been talking about the weather.

‘Mermaids?’

‘Yes. Do you want to see them? They will come, if I ask.’

Aki thought about it for a second. Was this man going to take him to the beach and rob him? No, the tavern seemed to be doing well, these people did not need money. Then, what was it? Was this offer… real?

Aki nodded.

───⋆☆─────────────

Hércules hadn’t lied.

Aki wondered once more if someone hadn’t slipped something on his drink. If he now got drunk with four or five beers, instead of the usual ten, if the months at sea had taken their toll on him.

But no, there was something in the water. Scintillating scales, the colors of the rainbow, and something above them… algae, certainly. Then, why did they look so much like the honey blonde hair of a naked woman?

‘Andro is not around today,’ Hércules said, giving Aki a flask filled with liquor. One that burned his throat, one that made him cough and spit.

‘Andro?’

‘Our older sister. The Sea Witch, Airi… that, right there, do you see her? She turned her into what she is now. A mermaid. It’s a long story, perhaps for another day.’

Aki nodded. He still couldn’t be quite sure that these were no the delusions of an alcoholic, or a drug addict, or simply a person whose mind wasn’t healthy. But the truth was that there was something in the water, and that that something climbed a rock, and stared right into his eyes with ones equally as dark as his, of unfathomable depth.

And afterwards, only one question burned brightly in Aki’s mind – would her lips taste like sea water?

───⋆☆─────────────

Months passed. Cass was pregnant.

‘We didn’t expect it, but she told me the news and… I have asked her to marry me,’ Alexander had told him, with the brightest smile Aki had seen on a man. He was still a sailor, but he now went on shorter trips, always stopping at the tavern where his beloved awaited his return.

Aki had felt very happy for him. For them. They deserved such a thing – both of them had lived hard lives, until then, and the fact that they had found each other, well. Every man deserved hope, and warm arms to return to.

‘The mermaids will take care of you, my love. Come back to us,’ Cass had whispered after hugging Alexander goodbye, with a hand on the lower part of her belly. Not low enough that Aki hadn’t heard.

And, turned out, it was true. The mermaids followed the boat. The mermaids sang the storms away. The mermaids controlled the winds so that they would reach their destination as soon as possible, so that Alexander could return safely and before the baby was due. A black-haired one captaining them, beautiful and deadly, with eyes like an abyss and sharp teeth. Most days white. Some, stained with red.

He sometimes saw the blonde one, too. The one that had been plaguing his dreams. The one whose lips he could still conjure on lonely nights. Airi, Hércules had said.

Aki would find himself going to the ship’s bow and whispering it. Airi, Airi, Airi. Like an incantation, just to see if she appeared.

When she did, Aki wasn’t ready. But how could someone prepare to meet the love of your life?

A night spent talking.

The following one, when they had docked the boat in some small coastal town and as Aki walked through the beach, a shared kiss, that tasted of salt and iron and a little too much to drink.

[nefamphetamine]

chainsaw man deep dive chapter 5: the way to feel breasts

warning: this post may contain spoilers for the entirety of csm as this is a re-read and analysis.

this is definitely a shorter chapter but it still gives some important information. finally though, we're introduced to the third member of our trio, the future prime minister power.

power is energetic and flighty, darting around every which way. she speaks oddly, an eclectic mix between haughty and old-fashioned. it's fun and it meshes surprisingly well with her contradictory appearance and behavior. she's got long, wild hair and her uniform is barely put together. she, like denji, very much looks like she's dressing the part and ultimately failing. she looks more like a punk teenager than a public safety officer. she's offensive and arrogant towards denji despite just meeting him. she automatically sees herself as superior and he is unworthy of her presence.

in the meantime, to sate her boredom, power craves a fight. when she finally gets a whiff of blood (she's a fiend of a blood devil, of course) she rushes ahead of denji, disregards protocol and reveals the extent of her wild nature.

she reminds me a bit of a violent fae. i love her.

this panel gives me similar vibes to the title panel of chapter 4 where denji is in his boxers leashed up like a dog. both power and denji are outcasts, treading the line between devil and human, and neither can truly hide who they really are.

power

interestingly, when makima is lecturing them after their legal disaster, power goes from arrogantly defensive (and nervous, most likely) to outright afraid. denji, on the other hand, is not afraid at all.

power acts a lot like a street cat. she loves to hunt and play, and she's got superb instincts. she can smell blood from a distance and knows when she's in danger.

she deals with this fear, though, by lying through her teeth and shifting it onto denji. like a cat, she has a strong sense of self preservation.

she's also good at picking up on details, better than aki actually. where aki was continuously shocked by the personal information denji dropped, power notices it and has no problem ascertaining what is needed to get him to do what she wants.

i like how each of the trio are so caught up in themselves that they outright refuse to see that they're all much more similar than they think. i think that really adds to the beauty of their relationship.

denial of circumstances

i want to jump around to the very beginning of the chapter because we're given some important information about both denji and power here.

the two of them are patrolling the rooftops, avoiding populated areas as per makima's orders. we get a flashback to them meeting with makima where she dehumanizes power in a similar way to how she dehumanized denji. makima addresses power as a creature who just so happens to have the mental acuity necessary to be kept alive and working for the public safety bureau. makima chose to take away her innate humanity, or human-like traits that, in actually, all devils, fiends, and humans share.

later, after their meeting with makima at the scene of the botched mission, denji and power have an interaction at the vending machines.

at first, i found this a bit contradictory to what we've seen so far of denji. my conclusion is that he's just really bad at understanding his emotions and he isnt aware of how generous he actually is, especially compared to the people around him.

i think it goes back to the muscle devil interaction and losing pochita. denji's family is his devil dog. power's family is her cat, nyako. denji claims he can't understand when he actually does. very much. this is another hint that denji really isn't a reliable narrator. he lies to himself unconsciously.

for my last point of discussion...titties? titties.

denji finally has access to a girl his age and who he'll be in close proximity with for a long time. i think this is why his perversion massively increases after power is introduced. as much as he wants makima, she isn't accessible and he knows it.

so what does he do? he allows his curiosity to motivate him. after all, it was one of his dreams to be with a girl.

at the vending machine, denji is thinking about power's chest. i think when they're there together, alone, kind of in an awkward space, denji actually wants to breach it. yeah, he definitely does have inpure intentions, but it's not ALL he wants. he just doesnt realize that himself.

i have the beginnings of thoughts to elaborate on but i think it will be better when i reach a chapter that gives more material to flesh out.

thanks for reading.

[homo-rashi]

Kinktober 2023 | Crossdressing

Original Male Character x Original Male Character

Akihiko doesn't want to let go of Yuu’s hand. Ever. He cannot believe how lucky he is. That time he randomly stopped into a convenience store instead of the cheaper market down the street during his lunch break, which was supposed to be a one time thing. Grab something quick to eat and get back to the office. But he noticed immediately when he entered, the young shop worker's eyes sticking to him like glue. 

He knew once again, he was being mistaken for a woman. Being in his thirties, being rather small and having long hair, it's embarrassing. His friends from university often take every opportunity to tease him, even going as far as calling him Aki-Chan when it's just them. So it's safe to say, it's a common occurrence, what's not a common occurrence, is a young man, realizing he is in fact, also a man, and let the same intrigued looks stay in his eyes. 

Akihiko hadn't planned to come back. The shop worker had to have been young. Too young for him. But then he told himself there were a few universities nearby…and you have to be out of highschool to work, even part time. He drew his line, If he was under 20, it was a no go. 

Then he kept going. Even after finding out the shop workers' names, Takeshi, Yuu. Even after finding out he is a nineteen years old college freshman. Somehow he convinces himself that he didn't break his one rule because the students birthday he found, is in a few weeks time. They traded Whatsapp handles. His friends teased him about robbing the cradle. He didn’t care. It's legal, they are both adults, both adults who, to Akihiko’s suspicion, were confirmed, are both in fact into men. It didn’t take long for Akihiko to shoot his shot after Yuu’s shy coming out. 

Now, on their way out to the countryside, two hours outside of Tokyo. Akihiko can finally hold this boy's hand, and he is never letting go. 

“Our stop is next. I used to come here all the time for their onsen when I was in university. Hopefully the few restaurants I liked are still open.” Akihiko certainly didn't plan on taking Yuu to Hakone for their first date, but if he wanted his date to feel comfortable, and he really, really does, He figured dinner and a movie in Tokyo could wait.

The train pulls into the older looking station. It's certainly lost its color in the years since Akihiko was a frequent visitor. The yellow paint on the curbs and the Sakura mural are barely there anymore, from over ten years of neglect. 

“I've never been to Hakone! But I've heard it's beautiful in the spring.” Yuu says, bringing Akihiko’s attention back to the present. He squeezes Yuu’s hand, it being a reminder those terrible days of his life are not his current, but the beautiful boy before him is. 

“Hakone is beautiful but you give it a run for its money.” Akihiko says, watching Yuu turn pink, like the plum blossoms threatening to bloom behind them, proof winter is on its way out. 

To Akihiko's luck, the small cafe he remembered being only a short fifteen minutes walk from the station is still there, the same older lady and her husband running it. He gets them both a seat by the window, that way they Yuu is able to take in all the new sights and people outside, while keeping them both out of the cold. 

“It's not that I particularly have a love for the english language, it's just-” Akihiko can't help but finish Yuu’s sentence, 

“Reading translated words, especially ones known as literary masterpieces, just isn't the same?” Akihiko smiles, watching Yuu blush into his cup of non-alcoholic amazake 

“My friends think it's weird I'm majoring in English, but have no plans to live abroad.” Yuu shakes his head.

“You seem like you’d have a lot of friends.” Akihiko smiles, while the last thirty minutes of talking about academics brings him nothing but joy, and a lot of nostalgia, he happily take the opportunity to change the subject

“Not really, I-” Yuu pauses. Ahikiko watches his shift uncomfortably for a moment, worried he picked a touchy subject, he picks up the menu neither of them had paid any attention to yet, besides to order drinks. 

“Have you ever had an onsen egg?” Akihiko asks, Yuu smiles and shakes his head. “Oh, you certainly must while we're here. Ill order us each one, and I remember their katsudon being really good here,”

“Oh, Actually, I’m a vegetarian- I don't eat meat.” Yuu cuts him off, and Akihiko wants to punch himself. Yuu told him that over text, when they ended up talking about why his favorite sandwich was the strawberry ones, it came up that it was because it was one of the only options without meat readily available. “Oh! But there is a tofu rice bowl that I can have!” 

With their orders squared off, Akihiko flags over  a worker ordering for them both. 

“Oh, and could I get another Amazake for my date?” Akihiko says to Mimiko-san, the older woman adorning bright red lipstick and a fur coat just as she did ten years ago.

“Oh my Aki-Chan? Is this a first date?! You don't show your face around these parts for years and show up with a handsome new man?” Akihiko blushes at his old nickname, but quickly falls back into the old dynamic he has with Mimiko. 

“You know me, always keeping my eyes open for my prince charming.” Akihiko winks, 

“Every princess deserves a prince, you know. Amazake refills on the house, and you better not wait so long between visits young man, I don't know how much longer my price will be able to work in the kitchen.” Mimiko gestures back to her husband, hunched over and walking with a cane out from the kitchen in the back, carrying a tray of food to some other customers. 

“Aki-chan?” Akihiko turns his head to look at Yuu, who just repeated his college nickname in the most teasing tone. 

“It's a long story.” Akihiko rolls his eyes, reminiscing about the past just can't seem to escape him today. 

“I've barely lived outside my apartment in tokyo., I have no stories, and we have all day.” Yuu leans forwards, His foot gracing Akihiko’s under the table as he crosses his legs, Akihiko looks at the young man before him, the brave young man who is out on a date with an older man he barely knows…He decides he can be a bit vulnerable, just this once. 

“When I would often come to Hakone, it wasn't just for the Onsen…” Akihiko leans forwards, shrinking the distance between him and Yuu, dropping his tone so as to not let anyone overhear his admission. “I came here, because nobody knew who I was.” 

***

Akihiko hurried off of the busy train station platform, waiting for everyone to clear away as the train pulled out of the station. Only a few people were left linering, waiting for the train on the opposite side of the platform. He made sure to wait a decent amount of time before slipping his backpack off his shoulder and hurriedly ducking into the mens restroom. 

He changed fast. He had to. Slipping his wig over his hair, not yet long enough to give him his desired look, but he is growing it out. Trading his jeans and t-shirt for a long sundress with a long sleeved shirt underneath. And to top it all off, some pink tinted lip gloss and purple blush on his fair cheeks. 

Akihiki made even quicker work slipping out of the mens restroom, realizing how odd it would look to anyone who did happen to see him going in, emerging five minutes later, but as a woman. Akihiko- or Aki, as he goes by when he is crossdressing, has yet to ever build up the courage to change at home and get the train into Hakone already dressed. He is too scared of being recognized, of being caught, so he settles for his quick change in the mens room even if it runs the risk of being beat up, or caught by a stranger. He would take that anyday over his parents, or his friends finding out. 

He spent the day going into little shops, mostly womens clothes and makeup boutiques. Nothing special, the ones he sees in Tokyo everyday on his commute to class, but he can't go into them when he is Akihiko. Now as Aki he can swatch all the eyeshadows and he pleases and tries on any of the plaid,pleated, skirts he has always wanted to try since high school.

***

“That is amazing! You actually were brave enough to go outside…dressed as a woman! I-” Akihiko giggles at Yuu’s shocked expression, 

“The things you do when you're young and dumb, I guess.” Akihiko shrugs, looking back, knowing what he knows and having seen what he has, it was dumb, he could have gotten hurt, attacked, outed…but he doesn't regret it.

“If it made you happy, you weren't being dumb, you were being true to yourself.” Yuu smiles up over his third glass of Amazake. Akihiko wishes this were not their first date, or he would have leaned over the table and kissed him.

[mee-goweng]

FIRST MEETING - 🦈🍋

Warning: violence Word count: 1,3k words

Taiju always appeared to be larger than kids around his age. The same goes even until the first year of his middle school life. On the first day he attended, he received many reactions. Some had fear in their eyes. Some preferred not to be involved as they immediately ran away from him.

But not that person who had a different reaction upon meeting him. That person who he bumped into on the first day of school. Long straight black hair covered most of that person's face. But Taiju could see a glimpse of that person's face. Pale complexion with dull white eyes that almost look way too unrealistic. Some said it looked like a Japanese porcelain doll. Just… emotionless. Even after bumping into someone like Taiju.

Beautiful.

Taiju thought as he held back his fist to punch the person who dared to bump him. That person immediately bowed to him without saying anything before walking away, limping.

Taiju stood there, watching that person's back had gone from his sight after making a turn, leaving many people whispering around him. Taiju caught some of them, and within a short time, Taiju learned something about that person.

The only blind student in that prestigious school, and also a third-year. That person goes by the name Tada Aki. A loner, people said, but somehow Aki had a fan club dedicated to herself, filled with people who adored Aki's unique beauty. Of course, that doesn't make Aki entirely likable. Lots of people have hatred toward Aki.

Was it love at first sight? Maybe. Taiju's gaze was always glued on Aki every time she passed, but the attempt to get to know each other immediately vanished as Taiju didn't want to bother Aki's studies. He just let it be. Allowing his heart to skip a beat every time he saw Aki. It's just a crush. It won't develop into something bigger. Or so he thought.

Yet, he still wondered why a girl like Aki wore the male uniform.

2 years later

"So, this is the house of that person that the older generation fears?" Taiju asked as he and the other Black Dragon members arrived in front of a fancy-looking house.

Inui nodded. "Yeah. Back then, he used to beat lots of people, especially Black Dragon members, single-handedly."

Taiju sneered. "Well then, what are you waiting for? Call him out so I can see him myself."

Inui looked perplexed at the moment but immediately obeyed Taiju's command. He walked up towards the door and then knocked on it thrice. Without waiting too long, the door opened, revealing someone.

Someone that Taiju immediately recognizes.

It's her.

Aki stood by the door frame. Her hair was shorter than the last time Taiju saw her. Judging from her expression, their arrivals weren't welcome but did Taiju care? No. He was too focused on Aki's as he had never seen the older one for two years straight.

"Aki-san, please-"

"No, Inui. I don't want to join your little plaything."

That was the first time Taiju heard Aki speak, making him stoned on the spot. He couldn't believe what he had just heard. He expected Aki to have such a gentle feminine voice, not a husky masculine one.

No… no, no, no. There's no way Aki is a man. No way. THERE'S NO WAY SHE'S A MAN.

He formed a fist on his hand, gripping it tightly until it turned white. "Koko, that person…"

"Aki? He's the person Inupi was talking about. Oh, you probably didn't remember him much, but he was once our senior. He was a third-year when we were first-year. Back then, lots of people mistake him for a girl."

After hearing that, Taiju glared at Koko, startling the black-haired male. Was he mad? Very. Very mad. He was bottling up his anger. He felt deceived, betrayed even. Now that he knew, he noticed Aki's other masculine traits. His adam's apple, jawline, waist, shoulder, everything.

People around him could feel the atmosphere getting heavier as Taiju walked towards the porch, where Aki and Inui were still disputing.

How dare he… how dare he makes me feel all of these! Deceive me like this! Is he trying to anger god by making me like a man like him!?

As the dispute continued, Aki could feel the intense glare, but before he could react, he was already thrown to the side by one smack from Taiju. It was one hit right on his weakest spot, making him dizzy, and he couldn't visualize his surroundings due to the dizziness. People around watched in shock. They didn't expect things to happen.

Aki got up slowly while holding his head, but before he could say a word, Taiju pulled him by gripping his neck, choking him in the process.

"Is this the so-called ghost shark that people fear?" Taiju held Aki higher, causing him to lose his stand. "Are you trying to be a clown or something, Inui? Because this isn't funny at all."

Inui was speechless. And so were the other people who were watching. Aki tried to free himself as the oxygen from his body depleted quickly, making his face start to turn blue.

"This is what you get after trying to deceive me," Taiju spoke in a low tone as he threw Aki to the ground. "You deserve it."

Aki was coughing mess on the ground, yet no one tried to help him. Not when Taiju was there, ready to murder anyone who dared to intervene. Aki was confused, but his brain couldn't think of anything besides focusing on stabilizing his breath.

"Who are you people- BIG BROTHER!"

And that was the first person who dared to intervene. Aki's little sister ran right to Aki's side, holding him in panic. Taiju glared at her as he immediately grabbed a fistful of her hair and pulled her up.

"What a nerve you have…" Taiju raised an arm while laughing, ready to hit her. "You must love your dishonest big brother, huh? Then-"

Before Taiju could do something, Aki suddenly attacked him. Good thing for Taiju, Aki's move was relatively slow so that Taiju could avoid it. Even if it did little to Taiju, but enough to free Aki's little sister from him.

When did he get up!? I can't feel his presence at all.

Ignoring the ache in his head, Aki immediately stood before her, acting as a shield to her. "Don't you dare lay a finger… on my sister. I'll do anything. Just don't pull my sister to this mess." Aki said between his heavy breaths.

Hearing that made Taiju smile viciously. "Anything?"

Aki nodded slowly before getting his head yanked up by Taiju pulling his hair.

"Then, to make up for all your action after making me sin for these years, you're a Black Dragon member from today," Taiju said, pulling Aki's face closer. "And from today, you're also mine. Don't disappoint me, or I'm going to discipline you if you do something stupid."

With that said, Taiju let Aki's hair go, watching the older male looking straight toward him with dull eyes. It irked him. The gaze Taiju got from Aki was way too similar to Yuzuha's.

He clicked his tongue before walking away. "Put a mask on to cover your eyes. Also, Inui will pick you up tomorrow. You better be on time."

Then, Taiju left with the rest of the members. Inui, the last one to go, whispered an apology before leaving the place. After the sound of the motorcycle engine faded away, Aki finally fell to his knees while his little sister was crying next to him.

"I just met him today… What did he mean by lying to him? I don't even know his name! Urk… Natsu, stop crying. I'm okay…"

©mee-goweng

[number-1-kuaidul-fanboy]

Ranking Yugioh’s Main Girls on Hairstyle Plausibility

Because I already roasted the main boys, let’s not let people assume I have a bias toward either gender. Rest assured if you’re a YGO character and your hair is dumb, you’re getting roasted for it, male, female or otherwise.

Also notice how I said “main girls” and not “love interests.” That’s because ASUKA IS NOT JUDAI’S LOVE INTEREST. I WILL DIE ON THIS HILL.

Maybe it’s different for Alexis and Jaden but I don’t know them, I know Asuka and Judai and while she may have been implied to have a crush on him, he had no interest in her and is canonically with Yubel by the end of the series. You’re absolutely allowed to ship them, I ship a lot of non-canon stuff, but it is non-canon. I don’t like regulating Asuka to “love interest” just because she’s a girl and interacts with Judai. Anyways, speaking of-

1 Asuka

Shockingly, Asuka’s hair is completely normal. I had a flimsy argument for Judai but this time I really can’t find anything to criticise. The colour is basically light brown and it’s shaped like actual hair you might see on a person. I have to say, Asuka’s hair is pretty flawless.

Now if only the same could be said about her character in Arc V-

2 Aoi

Okay so… I’ve actually got nothing on Aoi. She looks so normal I can’t even find her among the crowd, unless she’s in her Blue Angel form. In which case I just look for the flying blue bananas.

3 Anzu

A perfect design: as bland and boring as she is. Actually, no, if you wanted to be completely accurate, her hair should be shaped like the word “friendship.” That or Yami’s muscles. Like girl, did you think about anything else all series? You had over 200 episodes worth of chances to have an actual personality, some characters get half as much and have far more depth. Anzu’s entire presence in the series could be replaced by a sexy leg lamp with a button that plays friendship speeches and nothing would’ve changed.

4 Aki

Oh gosh… okay, you can do this. You roasted your beloved Judai no problem. Aki should be no trouble. *deep breath*

Your hair is the same as the roses you grow, soft and vibrant and beautiful. No thorns could ever take away from that. You light up the earth with your beauty.

…wait dammit that’s flirting.

Um… wait… no I can totally do this. Uh… long front parts of hair unreal? Y-yeah, unrealistic. An unattainable beauty…

Okay, I did it. Moving on.

5 Kotori

Ooh a salad! What do you mean that’s your hair? That’s the leafiest thing I’ve ever seen. No wonder that weird farmer wanted you to advertise salads. I can’t tell the difference between you two either.

6 Romin

Okay, it takes skill to dye that much hair. I’m not even mad, that’s impressive.

Huh? What do you mean that’s her natural hair colour?! Okay, I take it back. This hair is the most impossible ridiculous thing I’ve ever seen. Though still not as bad as-

7 Yuzu

What is THIS?! You’re named after a yellow fruit yet there’s not a speck of yellow on you?! YOU HAVE BROUGHT SHAME UPON YOUR FRUIT SISTERS!

[sinfulcries]

Can i request with tsuki brother? Like male reader is akiteru friend and both tsuki brother love him. Whenever they were home alone, male reader told them to be naked all the time. Like when sitting, one of the brother will cockwarm him. Also mreader like too watch them devouring each other before giving their body to reader. 😅 *Run

the days after — tsukishima brothers x male reader

##AUTHORS%NOTES: Hey dolls. I’ve been getting a lot of requests lately and as much as I love writing every single one of them, my writers block has been holding me back from writing some of them <//3 Publishing the older requests first since this one was two months ago, when I still had like 100 followers <//3 Sorry it took so long :’(

WORD COUNT: 1086

tw. sibling rivalry, threesome

Ever since Akiteru brought you home so that the two of you could work on a project, Tsukishima had been so obsessed with you. Akiteru brought you home pretty often and during those times that you entered the Tsukishima house-hold, you never failed to notice the captivated look in the younger man’s eyes whenever you were in his sight.

Akiteru soon took notice of it as well, his stomach coiling in jealousy as he saw his younger brother staring you up and down as if you were his. A silent scoff left the older Tsukishima’s mouth, placing his hand on your shoulder before leading you to his room. “What’s wrong, Akiteru?” You asked, taking a seat on his bed. “My brother has a crush on you..” He groaned, making you raise an eyebrow in amusement. “So? You jealous?” 

The Tsukishima’s cheeks flushed red before he punched your shoulder playfully. “I-I’m not jealous….” Pouting, he grabbed his backpack, grabbing a few books before turning towards your direction. “Let’s just study and get this over with”

Unsatisfied with his answer, You grabbed the blonde’s hips pulling him into your lap before leaving wet kisses on his neck. Akiteru whimpered, trying to wiggle away from your grasp, however, your hold on him tightened, a sly smirk worming its way onto your lips. “Come on, I know you don’t wanna study~” You purred against his neck.

“I-I do! y/n please… Kei might walk in!” Akiteru tried his best to reason with you-- but the feeling of your hot hands roaming his body made it even difficult for him to think rationally. “Let him watch then.” 

You instructed Akiteru to face you, which he complied obediently. The look in your orbs were filled with pure, carnal desire-- and it only made his cock harden, seeing it paired with the attractive smirk on your face. “Please….. Be gentle….” Akiteru murmured, making you laugh. “I’m not going to fuck you today, baby.” Akiteru frowned as he nuzzled his head in your chest. “Why not..?” 

“Didn’t you tell me you wanted to study~?” A teasing smirk made its way onto your face and Akiteru could only scrunch his eyebrows in frustration. “I-I changed m-my mind! P-Please y/n!” The blonde stuttered, grinding softly against your cock in hopes that you would pay attention to him. It almost worked-- your large hands came to rest on his ass, giving the two mounds a squeeze making Akiteru yelp. However, you wanted to see your best friend beg for your cock-- no, he had to work for your cock!

“I’ll let you cockwarm me while we study and if you do good, I’ll fuck you nice and hard once we’re done.” You whispered and Akiteru nodded frantically scrambling to remove his and your undergarments so that he could get your cock inside of him already. “Woah slow down, baby.” You chuckled stroking his hair.

“What h-happens If I’m bad?” Akiteru mumbled quietly, a smirk making its way onto your lips once you heard his question. “Well, I’m fucking your cute little brother in front of you of course~”

Eyes widening in horror, Akiteru immediately took your length, aligning it in front of his loosened hole before sinking down on your cock inch by inch. “Oooh fuck-- so tight and selfish~ You really don’t want me using my cock on your brother huh?” 

The older Tsukishima shook his head violently, tightening his walls around your length before murmuring, “Your cock’s mine…”. Quirking an eyebrow at the blonde, you grabbed his chin forcing him to look at you before you leaned in to capture his lips into a kiss. Your kiss was caught short however when you heard the faint creak of the door opening, Kei’s wide eyes staring at your seated form all the way from the door.

Pulling away, you smirked at the blonde-- Akiteru turning to face his brother’s heartbroken expression. “Look who decided to join in.” 

“I-I Should go--” Kei tried his best not to sob in front of you. You guys barely talked to each other but why did his heart hurt so much? Seeing your cock in his Nii-chan’s ass made him crumble and if you were being honest it turned you on-- seeing his golden eyes brimmed with fat tears.

“Who said you could leave? Come here, Kei”  Hearing his first name come out of your mouth immediately made him give in as he reluctantly made his way towards you and Akiteru’s form. “Are you sure you wanna drag Kei into this? He’s a virgin!” The older tsukishima whispered, making you laugh amusedly. 

Tsukishima heard the words that came out of his nii-chan’s mouth and blushed furiously attempting to sputter out a response. “H-Hey! That d-doesn’t mean i'm not good at it!” Akiteru only glared at his younger brother before childishly sticking his tongue out at him.

As akiteru was about to taunt his younger brother even more, You jutted your hips upwards making the blonde on your lap whimper-- his hold on your bicep tightening. You gestured to the empty spot on the bed, Telling Kei to sit and the younger complied obediently, removing his undergarments before doing so. 

“You should be more like your brother, Aki-chan. He’s so obedient.” You rasped, continuing to fuck the older Tsukishima. Your other hand found itself on Kei’s cock, Your hand roughly pumping his length as he squirmed and begged for you to let him cum.

God-- Kei was so beautiful and so obedient. You took a mental note to fuck him while Akiteru was gone next time. You wanted to see him crying on your cock but that wouldn’t happen with his selfish nii-chan in the way. “Ride me, ‘Kiteru” 

The man on your lap only shook his head, Your hand on Kei’s cock stroking him much faster as you felt yourself getting irritated at Akiteru. “Do you want me to leave you here and let Kei ride me instead? I’m sure he would listen to me without a complaint, don’t you think?” You mused, only for Akiteru to whine as he started bouncing on your cock. The tears that fell from both of the siblings' faces made you chuckle breathlessly. Kei crying merely because of your fingers and Akiteru sobbing on your cock. Seeing as how both men basked in the undeniable pleasure that you were giving them, it’s safe to say that they were looking forward to doing this again the next day and maybe even the days after that.

[healersadjust]

ffxivwrite prompt 10: channel!

6.0 spoilers! Pretty much just fluff.

Moving into a house in Sharlayn with G’raha had been possibly one of the best- and worst- ideas possible.

It was great for obvious reasons- and the bad was because of all of the good, truly. Aki hadn’t expected she would love it so much. She hadn’t had a permanent home in somewhere around five years, bouncing from place to place so often, but being able to reliably come home to her beloved each day? It was nice. Incredibly nice, even if it was in Sharlayan.

But… It also meant she couldn’t hide a damn thing.

Which is also another good thing! She doesn't really have anything to hide. Or, she didn't, until she started making a ring to propose to him with. Sure, she had already given him one, but that was years ago! And it was for a different kind of energy, one that she herself couldn’t alter much. It was made for harvesting the power of the moon, not channeling her personal energy into. And she was so close to finishing, she just needed to lay the gems now…

Aki’s ears perked up as she heard the door to their shared home open. She scrambled to tuck her goldsmithing supplies away and pulled out a book. It was one of his, and far too complicated for her to even pretend to know how to read… but maybe he wouldn’t notice?

She heard a knock on the door to her art room.

“Come in!”

The door slid open. Her boyfriend stood in the doorway, scanning the room for a moment before noticing her book. “Ah! Practicing, are we? Would you like some help?”

Aki shook her head, her marks shifting to a bright orange. “Nope! I got this, thank you!”

G’raha raised an eyebrow at her. He paused, staring at her for a moment before chuckling. “If you say so. Will you be in bed on time tonight?”

Aki nodded. “I will! I’ll finish up here in a bit.”

She didn’t think it was possible to still feel so giddy after so long with G’raha, but seeing him smile set butterflies all about her stomach. She found herself with a dumb grin on her face as well.

“I’ll make supper, then. Any preferences?” G’raha ran a hand through his hair. She wanted to remove his hair clips and play with it, the beautiful red strands always managing to distract her so easily. How she loathed being so caught up with smithing…

She had to keep the end goal in mind. That she might be able to call him her fiance soon. And after that…

“Aki?”

“Oh!” She jumped, being pulled back to reality. “Sorry! Ah… How about sandwiches? I went grocery shopping while you were working, so we should have everything already!”

“That sounds perfect, then,” G’raha walked over to Aki and planted a kiss on her cheek. His eyes lingered on the book for a moment, but he said nothing of it. “Thank you, love.”

Aki pecked his lips before he pulled away. “You can thank me by letting me take you on a date later, yes?” 

G’raha laughed. “I think that would be wonderful.”

He left the room, blowing a kiss to her before closing the door behind him. Aki looked down at the book and breathed a sigh of relief…

Until she realized the book was upside down the entire time.

[ickymichi]

Denji having a crush on someone who ISNT makima and ISNT fucking crazy. Just a normal stupid person. Please.

TA- DA!!

warnings: fluff, denji being a qt <3

word count: 1k

<3 note: tyssm for this i luv u 🧎‍♀️🤲. psa me n all the homies hate makima‼️🗣 also anyone pls request denji i luv writing for my bby. reblogs are greatly appreciated <3

hotboyissei 2021

The ding of the bell on the door of the small café brought your head up from the countertop you here cleaning. Instantly you recognised the blonde head of hair bouncing towards you. “oh hello again denji! Would you like what you always have?”. For the past two weeks denji had been coming to the same café every afternoon he wasn’t busy to- well for two things really. 1) for the amazing coffee, teas and delicious desserts. And 2) for him to see you, one would say it was just a teenage crush, no denji was sure It was love, that he was the one for you. Ms. Makima couldn’t compare to the beauty you held, no she could never. And you were so kind to him, always sitting down beside him to chat about his and your lifestyles, until your annoying boss would come giving out about you slacking off. Yes, he was certain it was love between the two of you.

Which is why today was the day he’d ask you out on an actual date. It took a lot of courage and guidance from Aki but he was finally here standing infront of you. “oh umm actually I came to ask ya something.” Cocking your head to the side slightly you placed down the cleaning rag and made your way around the counter to stand in front of him. “oh? Well then okay! What is it?”. Wait, he didn’t actually think he’d get this far. ‘Think, think, think idiot, what did Aki tell you?’ he thought to himself trying to go back through his and Aki’s conversation before he left. Not realising how long he was standing there thinking you reached forward and softy tapped his shoulder. “denji? Is everything okay?”. Feeling your hand on his shoulder his flushed face shot up to look at yours. “huuh?! Oh yeah! Everythings fine. Pl-please come on a date with me!” he clenched his eyes shut after finishing his sentence, not wanting to see you laughing at his silly question. After not hearing your laughter he peeled open one eye and seen you looking at him with a soft smile on your face. “of course, i’d love to go on a date with you denji! i have the day off on Friday so how about then?”. He stood opposite you with wide eyes like he just saw a devil for the first time. He shook his head to get out of his daze and then nodded his head rapidly. “Fridays great! See you then (y/n) bye bye!”.

And with that he ran out the café door with a proud smile on his face going back home to shove it in Aki and powers face. “Awe yeah baby woohoo!” he shouted out and jumped up into the air, not realising you could still see him and laughed at the boy.

Friday came quicker than both of you expected and now you’re walking towards a bouncing denji who jogs to meet you halfway. “hi (y/n)! these are for you!” he pulls a paper bag of cookies from behind his back and pushing them towards your hands. You look into the bag and see them and surprisingly they smell amazing. “awe thank you denji, did you make these?”. He looks at you and blinks twice before responding, “oh no I bought them over there” he smiles, showing his sharp teeth while pointing to a small shop to your left. You couldn’t contain your laughter and he felt his cheeks grow hot again when looking at your wide smile. “Let’s go!”. He abruptly says and takes your free hand in his own. You didn’t expect him to be so forward so when he grabbed the said limb, you couldn’t help but look down at his hand engulfing you own. it’s rough and calloused, but it’s a nice contrast against your soft palm.

The day consisted of denji brining you to the cinema to see a scary movie- the whole time you had a hand on his forearm and ducked into his shoulder when an especially scary scene popped up. And yes, you did have one of those cliché ‘hands touching when reaching for popcorn moments’. He then walked around the shopping mall and went into nearly every shop, laughing when you would take turns to pick out ugly clothes and try them on. He did actually buy you something without you knowing, but he was gonna wait a bit till he gave it to you of course. A few hours later hunger overcame the both of you so denji found a fast food restaurant nearby and dug into the food.

By now the sky was dark and filled with starts so you decided to sit on a grass hill and gaze at the starts. After about 5 minutes silence denji sat up and pulled something from his pocket. Out of the corner of your eye you saw him fiddling with the box until he saw you looking over at him. “Ta-da! I got this for you, here you go.” Sitting up beside him you looked at the dainty box, gently taking it from his hands you opened it and felt your heart swell slightly. Inside was a small gold chain with your name in the middle. “I r-remembered you mentioned that you wanted to save for one a while ago so I got one for you.” Looking up from the box, a smile broke out and without thinking you lunged forward into his chest, wrapping your arms around his neck, the two of you crashing back down onto the ground. “woah! thank you so so much denji this is so sweet!, I don’t know how to thank you.” suddenly his eyes lit up and he smirked slightly before tapping his cheek. Immediately you knew what he wanted and you giggled softly before leaving in and placing a small kiss on his cheek. When you pulled back he was looking at you with that smile, the one where his cheeks are stretched and his sharp teeth on display. You gave him one more peck before leaning onto his chest, listening to his heartbeat.

“thank you for today denji, it was the most fun i’ve had in a while.”

“oh, yeah of course!, does that mean we can do this again?”

“we can do it however time you’d like.”

[facegodandwalkbackwards]

I’ve decided that Renesmee is a trans boy <3

He figures it out in his fifties. Before then, he just figures he’s like his Mom, a little tom-boyish, a little butch. He’s not like other girls, he says. His Mom tells him that’s normal, she was like that, too. And if he feels a longing for the boys in his classes, well, that’s also normal, she says. Wanting someone is the first step to a happily ever after.

Renesmee thinks that sounds trite, but he’s young and doesn’t quite have the exact words to describe why he doesn’t like it. Why ‘happily ever after’ feels confining.

When he reaches his twenties--in real time, and not just in growth--he asks Benjamin about happily ever afters, because he knows his Mom is young, too, by their people’s standards. Benjamin has come to visit every now and then, not for them--he’s not especially attached to them--but because Jacob sometimes drives to Oregon or Idaho to meet up with him and have coffee. He tells Renesmee that they might be possible, but Amun thinks there’s really only ‘happy for now’s. He admits he feels that way, too, sometimes--that he wants to believe happy can be forever, but he knows some day Jacob will stop coming to meet him, and he, too, will die.

During the events of Breaking Dawn, Jacob told Benjamin why the wolves phase, and Benjamin--worried that his presence there might bring more pain--decided that if they were going to be friends, he would never come visit Jacob on his land. Renesmee wishes he could convince his own family to stay away, but ‘the weather’s just too good for us, there,’ he is told. ‘You’ll understand when you’re older. We can blend in with the humans easily there. Besides, we’re never there long enough to do any real damage.’

Except wasn’t he living proof of that being a lie?

His Mother doesn’t see it that way. ‘They weren’t forced to help us,’ she tells him. ‘Jacob, Leah, Seth--they wanted to help. They chose to.’ And he isn’t so sure that’s true, either, but arguing with his Mother never gets him anything productive. Especially when his Father always, always takes her side.

In his thirties, the family--the coven--wants to return to Forks. Renesmee says no, but is overruled by a vote. He goes along at first, but he doesn’t stay. Three nights into their arrival, the aging and grey-haired Taha  Aki--Billy Black, as he’s known, now--comes to visit the house and all but begs them to leave.

Paul and Quil and Embry had just stopped being able to phase, he tells them. If you come back now--are you really going to make them go through this, again?

And Renesmee thinks that maybe his Mother will finally understand. They’re not supposed to be here. But Edward says they won’t stay long enough for it to matter--just three years. That’s all. And when Carlisle and Esme agree, Bella’s convinced.

He doesn’t make a decision right there; he can’t. He’s learned that Alice is too conniving for Renesmee to get past without careful planning.

That night, he leaves. The note, hastily scrawled, tells his family he’s going to live with the Denalis. There are phone calls and tears and accusations. How could he do this to his Mother? Doesn’t he understand how hard it is for them all, living somewhere they aren’t wanted? Doesn’t he understand that he’s still too young to get why he should just come home and ignore Billy? It doesn’t sway him one bit.

Tanya and Carmen try to convince him, themselves. Your family is just worried about you, they say. They just want you to have a good life. Don’t be too hard on them. He knows it costs them nothing to say that.

And he misses them, if he’s honest with himself. Nostalgia is a drug and he wonders and wonders if he made the right choice, but he thinks about the fear in Billy’s face and feels sure.

In those three years, he grows to resent the Denalis. Every conversation that isn’t about why he shouldn’t feel bad for the pack--for the people who killed Laurent (and nevermind that he was hunting on their land, nevermind that he broke the rules, first)--is about how much his family misses him. It’s maddening. Renesmee is mad.

It’s Garrett that gives him an out. You know, he tells Renesmee one cold winter night, days before the Cullens planned to come up north for a decade or so before beginning their standard rotation again, you don’t need a coven. It’s nice to have. They’re helpful if you’re in trouble. But there’s nothing so freeing as going solo, bound to nothing and no-one, going wherever you like as it strikes your fancy. Good way to avoid making decisions, he says, and the little smile tells Renesmee that it’s an invitation. Go, it means. I’ll take the blame for you.

Kate isn’t thrilled when she gets a call from Alice, frantic that Renesmee is gone--just gone, heading west? No--south, now. No--now he’s leapt into a river she doesn’t recognize and she can’t make out what direction he’s going in. Garrett’s been in trouble, before--he knows if he waits a few months, it’ll be fine.

The years on his own are more than Renesmee could ever have hoped for. They’re freeing and wild and beautiful. He hunts in forests and deserts and oceans, and learns how much he can love himself--and still, something feels off. A sour note in the song. Something not quite fitting.

At first, he imagines he’s lonely. He’d always been with his coven, after all, and maybe that’s just what loneliness feels like. Except even in cities, even in the busiest cities in the world, he feels out of step. It’s something deeper.

He grows to resent the name he was given; when he was younger, it had felt weird. Like he was the stand-in for the people whose names he held. Now, he wondered how much truth there may have been in that. When Renee had died, Bella had leaned on him so much, fretting and trying to care for Renesmee as she had once for Renee.

He thinks about being called EJ if he had been a boy, and what that would have meant when Jacob eventually became mortal again. He decides he hates that name, too--but it does feel closer.

Renesmee goes through names like seasons, circling around an answer, reaching ever closer to it and yet feeling so far removed.

It’s in Brazil that he finds it. He’d lost track of seasons and finds himself there in the middle of Pride, and he sees men with breasts. Men with soft faces. Men with scars and furred chests and socks stuffed into their pants. He sees men in the vibrancy of transness and falls in love.

Rio, he decides, is a much better name. Rio feels like home. Rio is learning that he can bind all he wants; his bones don’t bend like a human’s do, and it’s not like he needs to breathe. He experiments with hormones, different dosages, different types, things he’s stolen off supply trucks in the middle of the night. For a long time he thinks they won’t do anything, that he’s too vampiric to use them until one day he wakes up different.

For his best guess, the venom pushes on one side or another of absolutes. Rio thinks he’s built up enough testosterone that the venom corrected overnight. His chest aches and his thighs ache and his chin and throat hurt like he’d been punched hard enough to knock him out.

When he looks in the mirror, what looks back feels right. He’s no taller than he had been, before, but his face--there’s fur, there. A thick beard and mustache and sturdy eyebrows. He’s got fur on his chest where there once were breasts. He’s got straight and narrow hips, and hairy legs, and he cries because his body has never felt so much like home.

If he ever meets the Cullens, again, it’s long after he’s remade himself. There’s a vampire in Georgia, he’s heard, that has the power of granting shields, an echo of the forcefulness with which she protected others in life. He doesn’t need to do much to convince her to place one on him. They’re alike--so similar they could be family. She’s not so human as he is, but she knows what it is to want a different body.

Her shields are different that his Mother’s were. One moment, Alice can see him--the next, he’s gone.

Rio stays in Georgia for a while. It’s lively, there, and he enjoys the company. There’s no spark--no romance--just a desire for kinship. When Berta chooses to leave, he follows her. It’s not a coven; they’re not bound to each other. They split apart sometimes, come together again decades or centuries past. And Rio stays away from Forks.

And he is happy for now.

[tacticaldiary]

Misunderstanding

Pairing: Reader x Tamaki Amajiki

Genre: Hurt/Comfort

She had been pining over him for years. He had been pining over her for years. Love makes people do strange things, like ignore the other or try to convince your friends that you, in fact, do not like the person you love.

Misunderstandings are bound to happen

Masterlist

There are many things that make Tamaki’s anxiety spike. Public speaking, drawing attention to himself, messing up. Y/N also fell into this category.

Y/N. Every time he saw her, he had the same reaction. His stomach fluttered nervously and although he loved butterflies this type of fluttering felt like that one time he accidentally manifested wings when he was 7, and proceeded to lose control of them and nearly fall off the monkey bars.

His mind went blank and his hands started to shake at the thought of talking to her. The prospect of actually talking to her alone, without Mirio or Nejire was terrifying, let alone actually confessing his feelings.

He knows that he probably shouldn’t be actively avoiding being alone with Y/N, but he couldn’t help it. He panicked, not knowing what to do, and usually ends up mankind an excuse to leave.

He feels like he might just combust at the thought of them being more than friends...in a good way, of course.

“Just do it! I’m telling you she feels the same way!” Nejire exclaims, standing next to the seat Tamaki was sitting in, hand on her hip.

“You don’t know what you're talking about.” He says in his usual quiet voice. His face is a light red as he denies the fact that he has a crush.

“So you don’t like Y/N?” Mirio chimes in next to his friend.

Tamaki grimaces and shakes his head, eyes fixed to the edge of his desk. He couldn’t tell them. They would pry and he would never hear the end of it. As much as he loved his friends, they could be a little...overbearing at times.

“I don’t...like her. I don’t like her at all.” Mirio starts to protest, about to point out how very obvious his crush was. The fleeting glances, the way his face flamed up instantly, the way he stumbled and stuttered more than usual around her. He doesn’t get to say anything, before another voice speaks.

“What…?” Y/N’s voice is fragile and a little faint. The three of them turn around and Tamaki feels his stomach sink as he sees Y/N standing in the doorway, her hands gripping a small box. She looks rather upset. “I thought...” She trails off, realising that the three people are still staring at her. Clearing her throat, she takes a small breath, before managing a small smile, her eyes glassy.

“Sorry for interrupting. I’ll just...” She places the small box on the desk nearest to her, making eye contact with a frozen Tamaki. “That’s for you. I was going to say something with it but...It’s clear you don’t feel the same way.” Her voice chokes up at the end as she turns around and quickly walks out the door. The tears start falling as soon as she closes the door behind her.

She thought he liked her too. People had assured her that Tamaki felt the same way but...apparently not. After she had gathered up the courage to finally confess…

Tamaki only snaps out of it when Nejire waves a hand in front of his face. The moment he looks at the box, his thoughts spiral into a panic.

Had she heard him? No, that was stupid, she clearly heard him. She was crying wasn’t she? Oh God she was crying, he made her cry. He didn’t mean it! He doesn’t hate her at all, the exact opposite. Did she hate him now? He wouldn’t blame her-

“-aki...Tamaki!” Mirio squeezes his shoulder, brining his friend to look at him with a panicked expression.

“I-no, I didn’t mean...I messed up, I-I didn’t mean it, I like her but she-she-” He’s grips the edge of the desk tightly, eyes wide and thoughts running wild.

“Okay, stop. Hey-” Mirio kneels down in front of him, meeting his gaze. “-It’s going to be alright. You can fix this. Just breathe first.”

Tamaki forces himself to let go of the desk and clasps his hands together instead, letting his friends calm him down.

It’s late at night, and Y/N isn’t asleep. Curled up in her bed under the cover with a tear stained face, she stares idly at the ceiling. She still can’t believe she thought she could be with someone like Tamaki. He was kind hearted and soft-spoken and just...perfect. She must have been really blinded with awe to think she could have a chance with him. Of course things wouldn’t turn out her way.

He seemed to not want to be around her these days anyway. Y/N thinks about all the times he’s ignored her or left the room when they were alone. It hurt to think about.

She lays there until she hears soft knocking on her door. It was so quiet, she doubts she would have heard it if she hadn’t been silent.

Sniffing a little, she gets up slowly and walks over to the door. Opening it slowly ,her eyes widen as she sees a familiar mop of purple hair.

“..Tamaki?” She feels a pang of hurt, but ignores it, looking at him curiously. “What’s wrong?”

Tamaki had spent the past 4 hours building up the courage to go up Y/N’s room to fix things up. After multiple times of turning back around, here he was. The moment she opens the door, he can feel his heart speed up and those god-awful butterflies fill his stomach.

“Hey...Can-Can I come in?” He asks, eyes glued to the carpet next to her feet. He sees her shuffle aside and he hesitantly steps in the room. His gut twists nervously as he hears the door shut behind him. He was in Y/N’s room, about to talk to her...alone. He feels himself start to panic, but takes a deep breathe, forcing himself to relax.

“Did you need something?” Her voice jars him as it cuts through the silence. He looks up at her and immediately feels a wave of overwhelming guilt crash over him as he takes in her appearance.

“I-...about today-”

“It’s alright.” She manages a small, sad smile that makes Tamaki want to reach over and grab her, to make her smile properly. “It’s okay. I get it. You don’t have to return my feelings, Tamaki-”

“I do!” He blurts out, his eyes widening as he slaps a hand over his mouth. He did it. He said it. Trembling slightly, he lowers his hand and breathes. “I didn’t mean...what I said.” He chances another look at her and finds her standing there with a look of disbelief.

“You...what?” She frowns a little. THis couldn’t be real, he made it clear that he didn’t like her. “If this is about the gift, you don’t have to feel guilty about it. I got it for you, so you can keep it.”

Tamaki shakes his head a little, reaching into his pocket and pulling out the box she gave him. Opening it slowly, he pulls out an intricate glass butterfly. It was delicate and beautiful and Tamaki remembers going red and feeling a wave of emotion when he opened it before. The glass catches and glints in the light, showing the lovely craftsmanship. It was a stunning piece of craft.

“This just...This-I love it and I- I just...” he struggles for a second, his throat turning dry and the words getting stuck in his mouth. His face slowly turns red. He had to do this, he had to.

“I like you, Y/N” he winces at the shakiness of his voice. “A-a lot. Since a long time.” He gulps nervously. “And I’m...I’m sorry I upset you. I didn’t mean too, I-I swear. It was just to get Mirio and Nejire to leave me alone.” he finishes explaining, his gaze on the ground.

The silence that follows makes him want to shove his forehead against a wall and block everything out.

“You...Really?”

“R-really.” he assures her quietly.

After a beat, he hears her move closer to him, her socked feet coming into his view. He feels her hand gently touch his face, cupping his cheek. Beet red, he looks up with wide eyes. Gingerly, he reaches out and grabs her other arm gently. He’s taken aback as she tugs on his shoulder and pulls him forward, into a hug.

Shocked for a second, because he was actually hugging Y/N, he stands there frozen. He feels her huff a small laugh against his chest, before he brings himself to slowly ad loosely wraps his arms around her, and...oh.

This felt good. He buries his face in her hair and takes a deep, shaky breath. He’s overcome with a wave of emotion. This felt really nice. They stand there for who knows how long before Y/N breaks th silence.

“Hey Tamaki.” She whispers. He responds with a hum, staying where he is, Y/N wrapped in his arms.

“I like you too.” He smiles, a warm, content feeling spreading through him.

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(18/03/2021)

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More Oni headcanons that I wanted to add on

to @ambrosial-tea post but I forgot until now!

There are different tribes of Oni as stated in the last post. Aka Oni (Red), Ao Oni (Blue), Shiro Oni (Pale/White), and our Kuro Oni (Black/Dark).

We don’t know too much of the Dark Oni we got but we do know that Oni were originally intended to be guardians between Material Plane and Spirit World when the two began overlapping (possibly The Grasslands/Departed, and Cursed Realm before they began separating). Put a tribe of Oni on the Material Plane for a couple years and they’d splinter into subraces of Oni and become more corrupted by the years. Dark Oni became one of the tribes corrupted.

Aka Oni are the most common type of Oni with their dark red colors, large size, and toughness. They’re slightly bigger than the rest of their kin, more violent, unfocused, and pursue immediate satisfaction, disregarding long drawn out plots and schemes. They’re mostly known for strength too.

Ao Oni are known for their unnatural cunning and aptitude for magic, smaller than their red kin but larger than pale, and have different shades of dark blue. They’re the ones you’d catch calculating and meticulously pursuing lofty goals like power and knowledge.

Shiro Oni are known for their aloofness and connections to the spirit realm. They’re the smallest of the main three tribes and the fewest of members. They vary from pale white to light gray. (They may as well adopt other Oni who share their colors and hopefully teach them their ideals.) Pale Oni would rather keep things in balance between the material plane and spirit world as the ancient Oni intended. They guard their locations but will adventure for artifacts of the spirit world and mend balance. If we take that into account perhaps they are another reason why Realm travel is difficult to Oni who try to cross through the any of the realms involving afterlives.

While Oni have no concept of gender since they have both reproductive organs, they also have no concept of sexualities either. Honestly they just didn’t have a name for it when one didn’t feel the need to have sex or when another felt more attracted to the same sex aspects of their partner. (If anything, their type of relationships or way of thinking would be looked up upon because they felt closer to their spirituality and their true selves.) Again they sometimes don’t mate for reproduction but just for the vibes of their partner.

They probably didn’t have a name for having multiple partners at the time either. If one Oni wanted to be a part of what the other two had and they were content with the feel of them, then it was okay. Plus more hands to help raise the cub personally. (Essentially that’s what PolyGarm would basically be. They make Garm happy, they’re happy with him, and Lloyd would basically have more than two parents. At this point Lloyd would just have more dads and Koko is just the one good mom he deserves.)

The second Oni learn what kisses are and how they work, they find it just as addictive as they do with other acts of affection.

Oni are more closer to their family than they are to strangers because in most Oni’s belief, strangers brought suffering to the family. In turn they displayed their family’s name first before their own, showing pride in them and hoping to intimidate any strangers with ill intent towards them.

Speaking of Oni names, they don’t usually have any but when they do their names would be what positive traits the parents wish the child to take on. For example, a son could have “Akihiko”. “Aki” meaning “bright” and “hiko” meaning “boy/prince”. They could want him to be someone brighter than they ever hoped for. For a daughter, “Asuna” with “asu” meaning “tomorrow” and “na” to “greens” or “apple tree”. Maybe the parents are hoping the Oni daughter would lead them to a more plentiful day. And then there’s the family names. The most famous ones are “Hideyoshi” and “Ishikawa”. We’ve heard of these names and the history behind them, I wouldn’t want to come across any of their descendants that carry their name with honor.

Ironically “Harumi” is actually a name for a female Oni in some home brewing lore. One of her meanings is “govern/rule” and “beauty”. Goes to show how far she would take her name literally.

Shiro Oni/Pale Oni don’t have names, but it’s because they don’t want to be too close to the material plane while they guard the spirit realms. They would refer to themselves and each other as “that/this one” instead like how gargoyles in the old days would. If they come up with names, it’s for the sake of working with others on the material plane, but even then it only happens when they really trust the people around them.

Oni have a large appetite that could put the Pythor and the Anacondrai to shame. They could honestly compete against the Great Devourer and other wyrms.

An Oni’s pair of horns are a sign of honor. No pair of horns are alike, not even the closest siblings’ horns look the same. They all have their differences. Their horn length is their pride. Having them sawed off is quite literally shameful to the owner of them but they did do something to deserve it.

It’s possible that some Oni were confused at Garm’s horns not being there at first but they hear about the first time they grew out of his head he quite literally broke them off and bled for a good long while to the point of passing out. (Blood vessels actually go throughout the antlers/horns in animals which is why they aren’t busted right off easily. Why wouldn’t they to Oni horns?) Come to find out it was the FSM’s hate for Oni that made Garm hate himself and how he looked so Garm had them filed down to his scalp or small enough to hide in his hair. It honestly almost hurts the Oni’s look on the FSM even more but hey who hasn’t he hurt? It takes a couple more decades and some therapy before he finally let’s go of his internalized self hatred and trauma that he grows out his horns and finally has pride in himself like most Oni already do.

So it’s not uncommon for Oni to live among other races, whether secretly or not, due to their shapeshifting abilities, however sometimes they’re immediately shunned when their true form slips out. Unless they proved otherwise to the most accepting of inhabitants, they’re allowed to stay. By then they’d have a hybrid appearance with their horns out, either out of their kindness to ease the others’ fear of them or for their own personal benefit.

Oni that do live on their own choose to live in the wilderness or in the mountains. If living in society but still wanting some sort of solitude, they’d either be closer to the outskirts or deep in the downtown where you’d either have to ask directions to specific people to find them or already know where they are. Hence Mistaké with her small tea shop and Wu being able find her.

As stated before Oni have no problems with Half-Oni at all. They’re just welcoming another cub into the pack and it’s just the fact that they are a child of an Oni who fell in love with another humanoid. Although there are some cases of Oni being chased out by the other race with their cub in their arms and they just run until they find the closest tribe. They’d be welcomed into the tribe and the cub is basically adopted by them.

Again half Oni isn’t a problem to them, but they do have a problem with any particular wizards experimenting on Oni breeding with any other humanoids. The know it’s not the parents’ fault neither is the cub’s. If neither parent want nothing to do with them, then the half Oni cub is taken off of their hands by another Oni who was grieving at a loss of a cub (or the realization they couldn’t have any) or a pairing who wouldn’t mind another. The cub won’t have a terrible environment, the parents won’t have to unwillingly interact with the child until they resolve their own issues or they wish to visit and see them grow.

Meanwhile, those wizards will never know peace again until the day they die, even other tribes, who they could be at war with, will catch wind of what happen and help in taking them out. By the time those wizards die, even the Pale Oni who have no ties with Omega or any other tribes won’t be forgiving to them. They won’t do anything too harmful to them, but they will lead them to the terrible part of the Cursed Realm and those wizards proceed to stay there until they fade out of existence entirely.

Enough angst there and let’s go back to fluff. I bet Oni would love dice. Like not even for games but for the click-clack sound. (“Lloyd. They’re metal dice. You cannot have—.” “Shiny sparkly metal bits make pretty sounds! :D” “Garmadon please tell your son not— Not you too!” “Wha~ It does sound pretty.”)

Y’all know how like adult lions play with their babies? They pretend to be hurt and that the cub is super strong to help build up their confidence. Hear me out, Oni do that too. Big goddamn Omega really be taking hits from tiny little cubs, Mistaké be playing with little Garmadon and playing dead on him, then Garm just does the same thing for little Lloyd. (“Koko, sweetie, help. It’s the battle of the century in here. Help, save me. He’s too powerful!” “*tiny war cry*”)

Someone makes a baby Oni cry one time and boy it’s absolutely over. It’s on sight for that person. I’m telling you On Sight!

Oni can purr loud enough to the point where it rumbles in them like a motor and that’s how cubs feel their parents’ purring. Then there’s baby Oni just babbling and the adult Oni just pretend to have a whole conversation with them. Don’t get me started on them playing soft flute music to help the toddler Oni sleep.

We probably only got a few words out of Omega when they first appeared because we were hearing them through human ears. Lloyd’s Oni brain would click on and translates what he knows while Garm in full Oni form can get full sentences out of Omega.

Oni are willing to learn a different language if it helps others understand them and their intentions. Now let’s just think of Lloyd connecting to his Oni side of the family (since let’s face it, the Oni are going to be around longer than most of his friends are) through teaching them sign language.

They also try to teach him their Oni tongue but he can only grasp a few words at a time easily. When he finally learns the language, next thing you know he’s going to be cursing and only Oni will understand. Some (aka Mistaké) want to scold him and others (*cough*Garmadon*cough*) find it hilarious.

Garmadon’s Oni-Dragon hybrid brain wants him to decorate his significant others and now I think of Oni just sharing the precious items they hoard with their mate. Wait till they figure out they can make jewelry and have their significant other wear it.