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[potato-lord-but-not]

im trying to get a friend to listen to malevolent and they like Larry Johnson form sally face idk much about it but human John looks kinda similar so I showed them and they’re considering it.

thank you so much! I really appreciate all the stories and I bribe myself to get through work with them. Have a great day

show your friend this yes it’s it’s Larry and not John trust me. propaganda time

[mangokabuto]

Can I just say I absolutely ADORE/LOVE/CHERISH/APPRECIATE/WORSHIP (very needed emphasis) the way you draw???? Especially the way you draw Usopp. He means the world to me and the way you you portray him in your fanarts is just,,, Amazing. The most handsomest boy in the whole world!!! Your Usopps make me go 💖💖💖✨✨✨🥰🥰🥰

(Also, saw your Sanuso art and it made me the happiest person alive because they're my whole universe and !!!! They look absolutely wonderful in your style!! Also the one with Kaya and the kids??? Changed my life forever. Already said so in my tags but it made my day!! Pleaseplease never stop drawing bc artists like you are what this world needs <33)

TYSM YOU ARE SO SWEET TO ME BLESS <3333 🥺🥺😭💖💕💕💕

Here is some older sanuso from my sketchbook just for you 🥺 <3

[theinfinitedivides]

happy happy birthday ella! i hope you have a lovely day! may your 2024 be full of happiness, success, and blessings 💕

tysm, love <333

[edgeray]

hi, ray 💟

remember that siren!arle and pirate!reader idea? consider:

siren!arlecchino who preys on pirates lost at sea (not by coincidence, i fear). she doesn't enjoy them much, especially the men. then, she spots you. she's never seen such a pretty little pirate before! she must have you.

of course, she's fortunate enough that you're one of the ones who sits alone on the deck at night, foolishly stargazing while everyone else is tucked away in their beds.

she sings to you, calling you to her, trying to reel you in, only to find it isn't working. you seem to hear her, looking for the singer of the melody, but you're not quite entranced.

she keeps trying, only to eventually be spotted by you. she's... a little embarrassed, to say the least.

whatever else happens is up to you, or feel free to totally change the plot! ♡

The Sea's Calling

(Arlecchino x Fem! Reader)

A/N - Hi aris!!! Ty for the ask, and for being my first! <333 love you. I hope you like this one. Since it's my first ask, I'm a bit nervous. Is this semi-One Piece-inspired? Perchance. Wasn't sure if you wanted fem! or gn! reader, but considering your writing I chose fem! reader, though I tried to not reference reader as female as much as possible. I kind of didn't know what to do after they met, so I threw in some not so good dialogue :(. It is also 02:00 as I am writing this, and I'm supposed to wake up at 06:00. Quality dropped at the end because I am tired. This was not a good idea doing this tonight but whatever. Content warnings / info - implied fem! reader, monster x human, arle is ooc because she's a siren, 1.7k words 

You had always thought that the sea was calling out for you; it's been your dream since you were young–to explore the vast ocean that this world had to offer, to be surrounded by nothing but the comforting waves, to be free. Being a pirate allowed you to fulfill your dreams. You went on all the adventures you wanted, stole whatever the hell you wanted, and all while doing that with your crew, who cherished each other, you included, like no other. Yes, you've longed for the ocean, and you'd like to think that the ocean was always trying to draw you in. 

Still, when you meant that the sea was calling out for you, you meant in a figurative sense. Not in a literal sense. Though if this was the kind of sign the ocean was giving you, you might as well jump the ship. 

—

Pretty gems came far and few in Arlecchino's eyes. Humans, lost at sea and lured in by her voice, were easy meals. She was rarely picky with her meals, sustenance was sustenance, she supposes, but still she finds it disappointing the lack of humans that were easy on her eyes. The seas were infested with brutish and crude-looking humans, particularly among the males. It is a shame that it's been a good while since she's seen a human female, with their fair bodies and their soft features– a suitable mate for her. 

She wanders the sea again, not especially hungry, but if she finds a meal or two, she wouldn't have to find another for a few more days. Traveling through the waters, sniffing for the faint and familiar scent of human musk, she finds a ship soon, to her mild delight. She approaches the ship, it being smaller than most ships that wander this part of the ocean, but no matter. She is sure that she'd be able to snag at least one human tonight–there is bound to be one that is awake? 

Peeking her head above the water, she observes the deck of the ship for any humans yet to have slumbered. Humans in slumber were always hard to lure in, but possible. Her eyes gleam when she spots a lone figure on the surface of the deck. It seems like tonight's hunt would prove to be easy. Nearing closer, however, the smell that comes from this figure is distinct to the usual humans she encounters. Though still reeking of the musk that all humans contain, the human contains a refreshing fauna smell and lacks the liquor aroma that most males contain. Curious, she nears the ship more until she can observe the distinct features of the human that sits so carelessly on the edge of their ship.

Her cold heart thumps like never before when she finally spots you, and oh, how she pauses in utter awe. A human whose beauty far surpasses that of any ivory pearl or glittering gold. Has there ever been a human more majestic than you? She would dismiss any notion of a human achieving flawlessness, but yet here you are, shredding her previous foolish thoughts. How do you attain such, so effortlessly? Oh, how fortunate for her to have decided to roam the sea tonight, for the ocean to have given her the most perfect mate in waiting. She must have you, no human male could ever treasure you like she can. She would give you the sea, if it made you hers. 

And so she sings, her sweet song carrying into your ears like a gracious invite. She hopes for you to accept.  

— 

The stars are beautiful, you often think to yourself. It is another reason why you love being out in the sea. Directly underneath the stars, sometimes you feel that you're close enough to reach out and touch them. Little dancing specks of lights were all they were to you, and yet you were entranced each time. The stars and constellations have become one of your closest companions, always twinkling down on you regardless if you were facing soothing waves or warring riptides. Like so many nights before, you find yourself perched on one of the railings of the ship, simply gazing up, observing the midnight canvas that spans above you. 

Is there something more beautiful than stars? 

You find your answer that night when you hear a voice, melodic and sweet sounding, sugarier than any honey-coated treat. It piques you, as you know from the sound's direction it does not come from inside your ship, but beyond–somewhere in the waters. You'd imagine it's what people would describe as a voice from the heavens, because a light song fills the air, nearly entrancing you, however you're too busy searching the source of the sound for the intended effect to be inflicted on you. Instead of impelling your body to go overboard, you whip your head around, still seeking for the singer. 

You've heard of instances like these. You've heard of the warnings: if you hear a beautiful song coming from the waters, you cover your ears and ignore it as much as possible. Though, many say that once you hear them, it is much too late for you. The fates of those who had fell for those voices, you know of them too well, and you intend not to share the same fate. You've heard that among those that were able to escape a siren's call, they're easily dissuaded after one song. All you had to do was to ignore the voice until the song's end. 

The song ends soon after. You pay no mind as silence fills the void, just the sound of waves and the whistles of the wind as your company. But then, another song, the same one. After the second repeat, it starts again, and after that, another.

Were sirens this persistent? You've never heard of one this stubborn. But it is thanks to these songs that you're finally able to pinpoint the origins, and your eyes catch the slight glint of scales in the moonlight, and then the head of ivory hair. A pale face peaks from the water's currents, along with the tip of something–a tail, you discern. You gasp slightly once crimson-pupils land on yours, but then the head sinks down, like a shy animal having been caught. 

Adorable. Was this an unfitting description of what was most likely a siren? You disregarded that very thought, instead, opting to wondering why this siren wanted your attention so much. After all, you should give her the respect of your acknowledgement of her existence after four songs. 

Perhaps you were an idiot. Perhaps you were just heading straight to a gruesome death. But had those things stopped you previously, you would have never been out here, never would have been a pirate. Foolish curiosity may be the death of you, but not tonight. And so, like a pirate in search of their treasure, you take to the seas; in this case, literally into the sea. You let yourself lean backwards on the railing, arms outstretched by your side as you freefall into the sea. 

Surely, if the siren wanted you so badly, then she would save you, wouldn't she? 

The icy waters greet your form, and you shiver. Your breath is stolen away, and it is only you start sinking that you start to question your choice. You stare up, with only the moonlight reflecting off the water, your source of life and you instinctively reach out towards it. Your eyes burn from the brine, so you close your eyes, trying to combat the swallowing waves as you futilely flail your arms. 

Something moves in the water, and before you know it, a weight presses against your chest, something distinctly cold and what you imagine scales to feel like, and something else slides underneath your arms, the texture much like human skin. You feel your body begin to rise, until the sudden rush of oxygen barrages at you, and you greedily inhale the air with heaving breaths, while coughing out the sea water from your throat. Once you're done hacking up your lungs, you crack open an eye, greeted with the same gorgeous face you saw earlier. 

“You're beautiful…” The both of you say at the same time, and you feel your ears burn from the compliment. Her voice, deep and resounding, rings through your ears. Meanwhile, her expression visibly brightens, akin to the stars you adore so much. 

“Y-you won't eat me, right?” You ask hesitantly, and to your relief, she shakes her head no. She pulls you closer, before nuzzling her face into the crook of your neck. The arms wrapped around your figure tightens, and so does the tail around your legs. 

“No. Want to be my mate.” She says bluntly, and you feel sharp fangs prick your skin. You gasp, and she pulls her mouth away, deciding to lick your neck as a quick apology. 

“Why me?” 

“Pretty human. But stupid.” 

“Hey!” You exclaim out of feigned annoyance, but then she purrs into your neck, the noise vibrating through your body. Sirens purr? That is adorable. “What does being a mate mean?”

“You are with me, forever. I feed you, protect you, love you, always. Mine, forever.”

A tempting offer, truly, especially with the way her clawed hands grip your sides so tenderly and the way she looks at you like you are her sun.

“But what about my companions?”

“You do not need them.” 

“I do,” you assert, and her face falls. It's like being stabbed in the heart, seeing her expression like that. You raise both of your hands and cup her face. 

“I want you,” she says, with as much of a whine as a siren can possibly make. It is cute, a mix between a cry and a groan. 

“I need them too.” 

“I am not enough?” 

“I want to be free. I don't want to stay in one place.” 

“Then I will follow,” the siren asserts, her red pupils ablaze with determination. It is as simple as that, apparently. “Can I?” 

“Okay.”

“Okay?”

“Okay,” you affirm with a nod. “Don't eat them either. Then I'll be yours.” 

The siren nods, purring again. “My pretty human. Mine?”

You smile. “Yours.” 

Salty lips are brought against yours and you've never been more elated–here is the freest you've ever felt. 

[sinofthesloth]

AAAAA i absolutely loved the 'running up and hugging them' hcs you wrote earlier this month :33 is there any chance you could do it again? with Leona and Idia? mayhaps? I would be oh so joyous ty!!!! also happy new year!!!

Hey, Sin here, I am so sorry this took so long to begin writing. I am currently on my "fall" break of college. I have missed writing for you guys so much.

ALSO, Idia's was kinda hard for me to write. I had so many different ideas that raced through my head. Most of which happened at work. Some many flew by that I began writing them on the backs of recipt paper. Sorry, his technically doesn't fit the prompt, but I think if someone ran at him, he'd fall over. Rich boy doesn't have muscles to keep himself steady.

Thank you for submitting this request and I do hope this is to your liking <333

Writing began: March 9th, 2024 Ended: October 1st, 2024 Content Warning: none Requested: Yep <3 Word count: 931 characters: Leona and Idia.

Leona

The hugs started after the spelldrive tournament. It was a joke in the beginning, just something you knew would get on his nerves enough to annoy him but not endanger yourself to his wrath. He'd glare and chuff at the unusual, but he never pushed you away. You always believed it had something to do with him keeping himself in check when it came to physical aggression.

Maybe he felt bad for his actions during his overblot or maybe he saw how everyone began taking more and more from you without offering any assistance, or maybe he was trying to find an excuse to hold you tightly as you wrapped your arms around his waist and buried your head into his chest.

It took weeks before he realized he began falling for you. Once he noticed it though, he was hooked with no way of backing out of it. This was a gradual build up. He would tug on your shirt at first. Just a handful and a quick grip and release. It wasn't a quick change but by the time he noticed was pulling you further into him and holding you until you pulled away, he couldn't stop himself. He enjoyed laying his head on yours as he held you after class. The shift was so gradual, you could really tell when he ever started hugging you back. This all started out as a way to annoy him anyway.

Leona, as if seeing the change in the wind, noticed the different ways you'd hug everyone else. You stopped rubbing your face into Deuce's or Ace's chest when the two of you hugged. You would give them quick side hugs but made sure to give him a full front facing hug before you had to leave, and lastly, you made sure to hug him before you left an area.

He could get used to this kind of solo attention.

Idia

It happened the first time out of pity. You had never met or seen him in person, and the more you saw his brother carrying a silent tablet, the more your heart went out for Ortho.

Ortho always talked quite highly of his brother. The more he boasted about his brother, the more people whispered. They whispered about the robot boy and his estranged brother.

You would let Ortho ramble. Sometimes, the man over the tablet spoke up to try and deter his brother's efforts, but no matter what was said, Ortho had a retort. When the tablet was eerily silent, Ortho was like a dam that had opened their flood gates after a hurricane. After each and every ramble session, you'd hug him and tell him you couldn't wait to meet his brother someday. It was said out of what felt like kindness, but it was pity, and you knew that deep down. You knew this man solely through his younger brothers eyes. A younger brother who talked extensively about how his brother made him and keeps up with his maintenance. Who's to say this isn't programmed into this little boys mind?

At the first meeting, Ortho ran to you for a hug. It was sweet, but the tall, slim figure a few feet away holding the hood of his hoodie over his head made you tense. Folks around here all have magic. One you couldn't identify meant danger in this world. Hell, ones you could have identified are dangerous.

Ortho pulled you to the man and introduced him to you. Idia stared at your hand as you lifted it for a hand shake. "Oh, don't be shy, Y/n, give him a hug too!" Ortho cheered, not sensing the tension and anxiety between the two of you. You hugged him, but the both of you were too much too stiff for it to look normal.

This is how almost every meeting went. The much taller boy never seemed to relax around you, but as you continued meeting, for Ortho's sake, you learned that this is just how he is. Your side of the hugs got less and less stiff while his remained taut.

"The only way he won't be so ridged in the hugs is if you surprise him!" Ortho commented. He was getting slightly huffy that his brother had yet to hug you properly, so to please the younger brother, you agreed to surprise him. But only once. You had surprised him with a soft hug from behind his gamer chair. He knew you were in the room before you touched him, but since he was focused on his game, his freak out was minimized. He patted your hand, and you let go. Afterward, the hugs were mainly from behind him while he was distracted.

He noticed how soft your hands were as they wrapped themselves around him. They never drifted away from his neck, scared to go too low, and didn't want to touch his chest.

You never ran at him like you did Ortho and the others. You treated him like a frighten cat at times. You'd always ask or make your presents known to him before hugging him. He knew you treated him differently, yet he couldn't bring himself to keep his ego in check. He'd message his discord friends about you, ask questions about what this meant, and why you acted like this with him. Ortho told him the same things long ago, but he never wanted to acknowledge that there might be something different between the two of you. He wanted a running hug, just once. But preferred knowing he was the only one that was gifted these soft, silent hugs.

[cheolhub]

PLS DO DOM YEONJUN WITH NOONA READER I BEG U 🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻

SLXT! — CHOI YEONJUN ࿐

summary. jealousy makes you say some things you don’t really mean. good thing yeonjun is kind enough to teach you a lesson or two.

wc. 1.4k

warnings. MEAN DOM!YEONJUN, sub f!reader, heavy degradation, use of the word slut, face and throat fucking, light praise, throat pie (?), teasing cuz it’s yj, jealousy & possessiveness (v brief), light dumbification (?), yeonjun is sooo condescending :( — MINORS DNI 18+

note. heyyy, i didn’t proofread this at all and the ending kinda sucks, but ty for requesting this <333 i don’t write honorifics in any of my works, but i still hope u enjoy this :) it’s all over the place lol. p.s. if i miss anything in the warnings lmk!

yeonjun can be so mean when he wants to. :( don’t get him wrong, he loves you and is borderline obsessed with you– which is exactly the reason why you shouldn’t be talking back to him. or calling him names. or threatening to fuck his friends just because you’re jealous.  

now he has no other choice but to use you as his own personal fleshlight for the night. 

“so much to say now, huh?” yeonjun grunts as his hands push your face into his pelvis. you gag over his cock that is now lodged in your throat. “c’mon, lemme hear it, baby. what is it you called me again?” he pretends to think, humming in a near condescending manner. “an asshole? a piece of shit?”

his grip in your hair tightens, pulling you off him. you’re gasping, coughing, spluttering over your saliva– which also seems to be dripping and bubbling around your mouth and chin. he smirks at the sight of you, biting back a mean laugh. 

“why don’t you tell me the last thing you called me, sweetheart.” he coos, a soft hand cupping your mascara streaked cheek. his voice and ginger actions nearly deceive you, but as soon as you lean into his hand, he taps your cheek twice with a laugh, reminding you that he is anything but your sweet, loving boyfriend right now. “i said, tell me what you fuckin’ said, baby, or did sucking me off make you stupid again?”

you whine at his words, squeezing your thighs together as the dull ache in your cunt becomes unignorable. “called you a slut…”

“that’s right. and why did my pretty baby call me that?” he feigns innocence by showing you his infamous mock-pout. 

you frown remembering, “‘cuz…”

“‘cuz what?”

“‘cuz… i thought you were flirting with the bartender.” you mumble, eyes averting from his. 

yeonjun hums, “and instead of talking to me you went off and tried to get beomgyu’s dick wet–”

you object, eyebrows furrowing in anger at the accusation, “i didn’t!”

the hand tangled in your hair pulls harshly. he bends to where his face hovers right over yours. “don’t fucking lie to me. you and i both know there’s only one person here dumb enough to believe that lie ‘n you know it’s not me.” he spits. 

you barely remember it, honestly. the entire encounter prior to the moment you were in now was a blur. you were tipsy after two shots, and maybe you made it up, but after leaving the bathroom and seeing yeonjun laughing at the young, beautiful, giggly bartender, you may have… jumped to conclusions. 

you weren’t sure what to do, blood boiling at the way she looked at him as if he were the most fuckable man on earth. you (poorly) decided to spend the night with beomgyu and soobin instead. flirting, laughing, leaning into beomgyu with the most innocent smile and calling him all types of pretty names. 

yeonjun, if it weren’t already blatantly obvious, was angry. why had you given all of your attention to his best friend and not him? he knew something changed in your demeanor once you’d come back from the bathroom, but he wasn’t sure what.

“babe, what’s wrong with you?” he’d asked, pulling you outside the bar even though you’d told him you didn’t want to. “you’re acting weird.”

“and you’re an asshole!” you emphasized, poking him in the chest with your index finger. you know you’d never act like this if you had been closer to the right state of mind.

“what?” he asked, confusion filling his face. “how am i an asshole?”

“you’re such a piece of shit, i can’t believe you! you’re always flirting with other girls like a fucking slut,” you snapped, a deep scowl and red hot eyes over taking your features. 

“me? i’m the one who was flirting?” he scoffed. “sweetheart, need i remind you that you were two seconds from sucking beomgyu’s dick if i hadn’t stepped in.”

you laugh sarcastically, eyes rolling, “well, maybe i should go in there and do it!”

you don’t think you’d ever seen him so mad in your entire time of knowing one another. his hand gripped your smaller bicep and pulled you to the car, muttering “we’re going home,” under his breath. you immediately sobered up in said car, bringing up why you were so jealous and going as far as apologizing, but he told you to “save it.”

that’s how you ended up on your bruised knees on the hardwood with yeonjun fucking your face with his stupidly nice cock. 

“i-i-i was jus’ mad, junnie, ‘m sorry.” you try to excuse, but he just chuckles. 

“awww, you’re sorry? my stupid girl is sorry now?” he coos once more. “you call me a slut and then act like one with my best friend and now you’re sorry?” with every word, his tone grows harsher and so does the grip in your hair. 

you nod dumbly, his words making you shift slightly for the tiniest bit of friction. “please forgive me…” you plead softly, tears filling your eyes. 

“make me cum and i’ll think about it,” he hisses, standing to his full height and guiding himself back into your warm, wet mouth. he doesn’t even give you a chance to adjust before he’s shoving his cock down your constricting throat. 

he can’t even help but groan, because, fuck, is your mouth a godsend. looking down makes him even more vocal, seeing your eyes screwed shut as messy tears escape you and your swollen lips wrapped around his girth– you’re fucking gorgeous like this. 

yeonjun knows he’ll have to forgive you because he’s already so close with his hard cock twitching inside your throat. the fact that you’re taking him so well despite your inability to breathe properly is also sending him. 

your blunt nails dig into his thighs as you continuously gag and moan around him. your pussy is beyond soaked at this point and the pain from being untouched is unbearable. you’re so aroused by his dominance and roughness that you’re compelled to get yourself off on his shoe.

you decide against it, though, in attempts to salvage any dignity you have left. you go for rubbing your thighs together as roughly as possible instead, broken, high-pitched whines erupting in your throat and vibrating yeonjun’s length. 

“look at my little slut,” he pants, a smile adorning his face. “trying to get off while she sucks my cock. that’s cute, baby, really.” 

you sob, digging your nails deeper, sure to leave a mark in his delicious thick thighs. you manage to get your eyes open to see the beautiful sight of him before you. his hair sticking to his forehead, his mouth hanging open as he lets out his pretty moans, and his eyes screwed shut in pleasure. 

you choke on his cock again, yet he has no mercy, fucking your face through everything. you gag and moan and make the lewdest sounds and it brings him all the more closer to his highly anticipated release. 

the icing on the cake for him is one of your hands leaving his thigh to hide in between your legs. you’re so desprate you can’t even wait and he finds it so fucking hot. 

“fuck, baby, ‘m gonna cum…” he moans, actions becoming even rougher. when you whine, he chuckles breathily. “yeah, you want that? want me to cum in this tight lil throat?” 

you attempt to nod your head, but it proves to be challenging, so you just eagerly gargle out, “mhm!”

your affirmation vibrates his entire body once more and he can’t seem to hold back.“fuck,” he mumbles, growing closer and closer– endless swears slipping from his mouth. “fuck, fuck, fuck,” he nearly cries, pushing in and out of your throat, one, two, three times before he stills with a whine. his cum fills your throat and you do your best to swallow without choking, but your body betrays you. as soon as he pulls you off, you cough up his cum, letting it spill out of your mouth and dress your already-messy chin and neck. 

you’re panting for breath and your throat is sore, but he smiles. “did so well for me, pretty…”

your voice is hoarse and meek when it comes out, “am i forgiven?”

“‘course i forgive you. you’re all mine and i’m all yours, pretty girl, don’t forget that.”

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[rambosgirl]

I love your writing and you portray Rambo so well ty for all the content of him I am starving 💕💕💕🤝

If you want could I get hcs of John comforting reader on her period or how he'd deal with comforting her crying or hurt in general? Thank you sm I hope you have a nice day!! ❤🥺

Yesss I love this request! And thank you so much for the kind words and the support <333

this is just headcanons, if you want a full fic, let me know

Masterlist

John Rambo comforting you on your period HCs:

First off, John hates seeing you hurting, whether you're experiencing cramps or just stubbed your toe

He's seen too many people he cares about in pain, so it really does affect him and he wishes he could take your pain away more than anything

Speaking of pain, he knows it well and probably has a lot of training and experience with coping mechanisms for physical pain. He would probably teach you some when the body aches and cramps get really bad

But if we're being real here, he probably wouldn't know much about it at first, being around mostly men for so long. He knows the basics, but stuff like hormone levels and why you start crying out of nowhere is beyond him

But he's a fast learner if you take the time to tell him about it

He also learns how to comfort you in the way you want pretty quickly

You want snacks?? He's going to the grocery store and getting you your favorites. You want cuddles and a movie? He's a little stiff with cuddles at first but he's trying ok?? Want to use his hand as a heating pad? His answer is YES because he's a walking furnace and he knows it.

he WILL draw you a bath if you want it, he doesn't know what the candles and flower petals do, but it seems to make you happy, so ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

One of his love languages is 100% acts of service - he just loves doing domestic things for you <3

So he's really good about comforting you with the physical aspect of the WORST time of the month but with the emotional side? He just has less practice with that

because why are you crying again?

what do you mean you don't know?

He eventually just goes with it (he secretly finds it cute - not that you're feeling bad, just the way you look up at him when you admit you have no idea why you're sobbing)

Your brain and body works so differently than his, he actually finds it so interesting and beautiful, and he reminds you of this all the time

He definitely holds you when you cry and runs his hands through your hair, which is SUPER relaxing.

He takes your mood swings so well, he knows it's not anyone's fault (probably) it's just the hormones doing their thing

He's so respectful about it too - if you say you want company, he'll stay with you, if you say you want to be left alone, he'll leave you be, but he'll stay close enough so if you need anything from him he can help you

always reminds you that the pain will pass, he loves you, and that you are so so strong and you can make it through

[merakiui]

MERAAA AHH YOUR WINTER WOES !!! And I thought I was devout to Azul.. 🛐

Okay; Let me start thinking how I can articulate and express my feelings about this fic.

#1 The dialogue. You HAVE to understand, I was kicking my feet up, giggling so much. The way you incorporated Jade's down bad behavior into his thoughts which slightly differs from his dialogue- AH ┻⁠┻⁠︵⁠ヽ⁠(⁠`⁠Д⁠´⁠)⁠ﾉ⁠︵⁠┻⁠┻ I LOVE IT !!!!

#2 Deception. YOU REALLY CAPTURED JADE'S PERSONA HERE. His mildly hidden deception > < ) Oh the chokehold he has on me rn cause of ur fic!!! Bro was lying straight from his gaping serrated maw 🫶 And it was perfect! I was jumping up and down every time I saw the contrast in his thoughts and words, I can not STRESS the fact that I ended up laughing so heartily on that scene where he straight up lied to MC about the possible pregnancy; You're way of story telling and build up is so 👌✨ *chef's kiss*

#3 The interaction. Between Y/N and Jade is so 😩👉👈💗💓💘 Surprisingly, this is one of your most gentlest Jade in the Jade multiverse and it was certainly a treat. I feel like I was just fed a full course meal for free. Definitely an unforgettable experience (⁠๑⁠♡⁠⌓⁠♡⁠๑⁠) I mean, as IF Jade would ever let you forget about what happened. THE BANTER ?!?! The banter. Golden. MC's genuine concern vs Jade's hornybrained desperation (⁠*⁠˘⁠︶⁠˘⁠*⁠)⁠.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ Yummy !

#4 Jade. Of course. GOSH, I wanna sit here and yap to you all about how startling soft and sappy this made me. Which really shows how amazing your writing issss!!! Who else can spread Jade propaganda like this but you 😔 Azul Nation stay strong ! ୧⁠(⁠ ⁠˵⁠ ⁠°⁠ ⁠~⁠ ⁠°⁠ ⁠˵⁠ ⁠)⁠୨

Anws I'm scared of absolutely bombing ur inbox so I'll stop it here > < ) Like Jade, I also still have some self control. Take care of urself <333 Ty for the fic !

- I can't choose an emoji; A garden flower.

( ≧ᗜ≦) AAAAAA THANK YOU SO SO MUCH, GARDEN FLOWER!!!!! Please never be scared of bombing my inbox!!! You can yap as much as you want!! I'll always be grateful to read your words!!!!! <3

I'm so happy all of those aspects of the fic were enjoyable!! I wanted to try my hand at writing another version of Jade who is soft and sweet. Writing from his pov is so fun, especially when he's in his mating season and is so very desperate and down bad. >:D as someone who is also very dedicated to Azul Nation, I fear Jade is trying to creep his way into my heart...... more than Azul!!!! >_< truly, we must all remain strong for tako!!!!!!

I really can't thank you enough for your kind words!!! I loved writing this type of Jade, and I think his relationship with the reader is very cute. Reader who is genuinely concerned for him contrasted with Jade's own one-track horny brain. I had fun writing all of his moray behaviors!! The gaping maw and the need to hunt an absurd amount of food for you in order to provide for mate. orz aaaaa his rizz is questionable, but his heart is in the right place (mostly ;;;; he's still lying about a few things, but that won't matter once you're knocked up).

I think a Jade who is vulnerable like this is very wonderful. He plays submissive just to better manipulate you, but it's difficult to tell where the line between act and truth is. <3 what a menace...... orz

[juunobox]

being kolya's doll and letting him dress u up in all kinds of outfits, putting ribbons in ur hair etc but its rlly cute n fluffy :333 a bit suggestive if u dont mind<3 ty love

──★ ˙ ̟  being nikolai's dress up doll ! (nikolai gogol x gn! reader)

summary : nikolai dresses u up in a cute outfit before leaving tgt for a date warnings : suggestive themes , nikolai teases u a little note : this is kinda short LOL im sorry my brain stopped working mid way but i hope u enjoy rgardless

"Aww! Why are you so shy, my dove? Don't hide that pretty face from me~" The jester cooed, his silver hair framing his face gracefully while he gently fastened a ribbon atop your head. His touch was nimble and delicate, treating you like his cherished porcelain doll. Perched on the edge of the bed, you blushed at his continuous praises. "I knew you'd look charming in this one, too! No matter what kind of outfit I chose, you always look good in them," he commented, a sense of satisfaction apparent in his voice.

The outfit he'd selected this time was an adorable pastel combination composed of fabrics as soft as a cloud. The lower half of the attire was fluffy; adorned with multiple layers of frills underneath. The hair ribbon that Nikolai had picked for you also fits just right, infusing the look with a touch of innocence. Under Nikolai's careful selection, you feel like his living doll, dressed to please him- whatever he fancies. He couldn't resist; you looked absolutely breathtaking in every outfit he chose, leaving him greedy for more.

"Just a liittle more…" Nikolai was only inches away from you as he adjusted the ribbon, his tongue slightly sticking out in concentration. "Done! There we go! So so very beautiful, dove~!" He chimed, giving you a small round of applause before trying to step back— only to teeter unsteadily, almost losing his balance. Reflexively, he propped his knee on the edge of the bed for support, right between your thighs. You flinched, the close proximity sending a surge of warmth coursing through your body. "Oops!" His mismatched eyes widened briefly, but his playful smile remained. "Seems like I got a little carried away dressing you up!" he admitted in his usual antics, letting out a soft giggle as his eyes twinkled with mischief. "It's just that you make for a stunning model, it's hard to not admire your beauty, my pretty little bird~" He crept closer, his warm breath tickling your neck.

Your heart raced as you felt his knee moving further — brushing against your thighs, making you feel nervous. He could've easily leaned back after he nearly fell earlier, so it was clear that Nikolai was doing this on purpose to elicit a reaction from you. You cleared your throat, searching for something to say in response. "Are we leaving now, Kolya? Are you finished with the ribbons?" He nodded in response, "Just one more thing!" With that, Nikolai tilted his head back a bit, his trademark toothy grin in place as he observed you. "Let's see how everything looks on you!" Nikolai's voice then dropped into a husky tone, his grin shifting into something more intense. "...You know, on second thought..." His words trailed off; his knee now nestled right between your inner thighs while his fingers traced your waist. "Maybe we should..." You let his fingertips descend further to rest on your thighs. You shuddered at his touch, "Should…?" He couldn't help but chuckle softly, finding your reaction irresistible.

"Maybe we should have a little more fun together before we head out, I hate to make you look this lovely and not get to admire every part of it." Nikolai whispered, his hand slipping under the layers of frills beneath your attire to caress your inner thighs. His thumb starts making circular motions against your soft skin, anticipating your answer. "What do you say, dove?"

[kisara-kaiba]

OKAY THE KINKY BLUES HAS ME INTRIGUED PLEAAASE HEAR ME OUT ON SUGGESTIONS/BRAINSTORMING/HOPES/DREAMS. alright so it cant be in Temptation, the kink requires its own pocket dimension, first of all. as the biggest fanboygirl of their cycle of dominance and submission im gonna start off with that. a really fun and naturally flowing dom-sub dynamic for them is born in ancient egypt. if set put her aside as his property and tried to experiment with her ka with slowly increasing pressure whilr kisara was like "this kind man who saved me twice feeds me and shelters me who cares if hes tying me down and writing spells on my skin lol" it goes apeshit from there. TWO-this can be from many modern aus with little work, basically an in love blueship that seemlessly slipped into a dom-sub dynamic consciously switching it up a lil. whether that has seto giving orders while tied up on his knees or kisara begging to tie him up would be..that would go BRRRR. THREE. biting kink. straight up. no notes. id be fine with a 400 word introspective of either of one of them watching the bite marks they left on the other and their feelings about it. id settle. itd be enough.

how we feeling. any of thesr sound desirable. wanna brainstorm more. ill come knocking at your door like an unhinged mormon. anyway wanna tell you regardless, absolutely no pressure what you may or may not end up writing i just wanted to yell at someone about kinky blues, have a great day

S C R E E C H I NG this is why ily blueshipping king you just get my vision <333 that ancient Egypt idea has got me going f e r a l just thinking about it and i’ve thought for so long that i should write some mizushipping at some point anyway so yesssss. also biting is uh. yes please.

anyway okay now you got me started so strap in because this is gonna be a long ramble. so i feel like there’s several points about how i imagine their dynamic that i have to unpack here (putting it under a cut bc length or if ppl are uncomfy with this stuff)

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i am unfortunately boring in the way that i’ll ultimately always wanna write Seto as the dominant one just bc of my own personal preferences. BUT that obv doesn’t mean Kisa wouldn’t have a fair amount of control over the situation, both bc a healthy dom/sub dynamic requires it in terms of consent and boundaries ofc, but also bc a) Seto is so extreme in his need for Kisara’s explicit permission to do basically anything to her (even the vanilla stuff) because he’s so painfully precious about her well-being and also constantly plagued by not feeling worthy of her and b) while i think Kisa wants to be dominated i think she also realllly enjoys the control of knowing she’s got Seto wrapped around her little finger and could make him do any depraved thing she wants to her just by looking at him in the right way. so yeah i think they both know who’s really in control behind the scenes lol

i’m also DYING to get into Seto’s inevitable mental struggle to reconcile his thoughts and feelings of “she is a perfect goddess and i’m a mere mortal unworthy of even looking at her let alone touch her” and “i’d die to protect her and if anyone hurts her i’ll fucking kill them” vs his desire to be the one who gets to take this perfect goddess and make her submit to him, kneel before him, own and control and ruin her perfectly (because if there’s one thing we all know about Seto Kaiba is that he’ll make sure the divine yields to him, and not the other way around). I guess the key things there is that he alone is allowed to hurt her and no one else.

On this note i do however think Seto would be so conflicted about physically hurting Kisa, even if she very clearly and explicitly wants him to, because he just struggles with being so overprotective of her and not wanting to see her injured or in pain. but this would also be delicious to write him being all conflicted due to the guilt of causing her pain vs the fact that doing so is super fucking hot and he can’t resist doing it, esp not when she’s literally begging him to. Taking all of his frustrations after a long day out on her more than willing body would be so cathartic and tempting but also associated with so much guilt and worry about getting too into it and going too far.

I also definitely see Kisa as being the more extreme of them, to the point where i can actually see her be just a little bit unhealthily masochistic because she doesn’t really value herself due to past trauma, giving her a self-destructive streak and kinda fucked-up notions along the lines of ultimately being deserving of pain and suffering, that someone hurting her equals caring about her and wanting her, and that the ultimate thing she can do to show someone that she really loves and trusts them is to just offer herself up completely to use and do whatever they want to, which Seto would have to try to handle and mitigate because he’s ultimately not gonna let her use him to actually really hurt herself (and you know it would also break his heart a thousand times over to realise just how little she values and cares about herself due to her fucked up past). But I could also write it kinda funny in that whole “sub suggesting increasingly violent/fucked up things while the dom goes ‘idk that’s scary’” lmao. I think Kisa is a bit annoyed that people (especially Seto) tend to see her as this fragile, porcelain flower and wants to prove that she is perfectly capable of taking a (consensual) beating.

Outside of strictly sexual stuff i can also see Kisa as very much an ‘everyday/domestic acts of service’ kinda sub who just wants to bring Seto his coffee when he’s working and a drink when he comes home from work and make sure to always wash and iron his clothes and put them out before he leaves in the morning, tying his tie before he leaves and untying it when he gets home and cooking and serving his meals for him (which tbh wouldn’t just be about her being submissive but also bc she just wants to make sure he actually takes care of himself with like, eating and taking coffee breaks bc you know that man doesn’t take care of himself if left unchecked). And I think this also ties in with her sense of self-worth being tied to being useful and helping others because she doesn’t really see herself as valuable unto herself, but also maybe acts of service is just kinda her “love language” too. i feel like this is the sort of thing i could maybe include in Temptation bc she’s already pretty much like this there, with to me pretty obvious undertones that her working as Seto’s assistant is definitely triggering a submissive side in her.

Temptation also has the whole thing with Seto secretly enjoying Kisa wearing her KaibaCorp pin while working because it marks her as his for the world to see, and I definitely feel like that’d be a thing for him too. Branding her, either by things like visible bite marks/hickeys that she’s not allowed to cover up or something like a discreet necklace that is actually a collar (although tbf, with the fashion we see in the Yugioh universe, would anyone even blink at a BDSM-style collar? Like Yugi’s already wearing fetish gear as his everyday clothes lmao). I mean, Seto’s already pretty big on putting his branding on literally everything, so Kisa would be no exception (also imagine the ridiculous extravagance and amount of money and care Seto would put into a collar for Kisa).

While I’m not really into the idea of Seto being submissive per se, I do think both he and Kisa could easily have praise kinks because they both crave validation in their own ways and for someone to telling them that they’re doing/being good (Seto wouldn’t admit that though, but if I allow for some submissiveness on his part I think being called a good boy could fix him). But with him as the dom it also totally tracks for him to make Kisa worship him and stroke his ego in that way. On that theme, however, I could also imagine him making her allow him to worship her as a kind of ‘punishment’ bc he knows she has a hard time accepting that but that it’s also something that’s good for her to hear.

Also I can totally see Kisa being a little bratty as a sub sometimes because she likes to talk back to Seto and be deliberately cheeky, disrespectful and provocative (both because she enjoys the control of getting him riled up and because she knows that the more she gets him worked up the more forceful and intense he’ll be about putting her back into place afterwards).

Okay so this turned into a fic-chapter length essay about this topic instead of actually writing the fic (bc *ofc* i’d do that) but please lmk what you think!!! (and hopefully i'll use your ideas + my rambling and turn in into fic eventually)

[pboogerswbb]

Ok I am so sorry this is so late, there's been a lot going on and I had some much pent up anger towards H*nn*h H*d*lg* I could not put pen to paper. Also you need to add this chapter to your masterlist its missing!

First of all I wanna say I wish I did reactions this whole time, this has been one of my favourite stories and I love your writing, I cannot wait for the new fic! Also I know you said it will be a while but I am so excited for an epilogue for this story. I am a softie at heart and I always love when there is an epilogue on a fic that flashes forward.

Ok onto the review!

We are all in agreement that BDB stands for Big Daddy Bueckers right? right?

Ok can I just say that I absolutely love how you gave actual reasoning for Paige being a player/toxic. It drives me crazy when fics have her being toxic for no reason - as it is completely opposite of everything Paige has made known about her personality. Giving her reasoning of being afraid committing to someone will distract her from basketball and that in turn she doesn't think she'd be a good partner to someone while focusing on basketball was just a really good approach to the situation and made a lot of sense. You did a great job here!

"You’re really milking that Unrivaled ad huh?" LOL. But seriously something about those ads is so UGHHHHHGIMMEENOWWW I want her to do more acting she's so hot and funny.

“Paige I’ve seen the folder on your phone full of lil things like that for you to say. You’re not that slick,” HAHAH SLAM ON PAIGE

Ok Val lowkey being a bit of a bitch about this dress situation before the date. But maybe I feel that way because I am absolutely a Paige in this situation and would forget to warn my girl to dress a certain way depending on the activity.

“I googled uh, romantic foods" this feels very in character

“Really? Now you wanna have that conversation?” I ask annoyed. -> Ok neither one of them is handling this well at all

"With that she leaves, no kiss, no hug and she’s gone. Just like she will be in a month or so." -> Stab a dagger in my heart why don't you

She scurries to me from behind the bar counter, and hugs me tight. -> why is the word 'scurries' so funny here

Ok this whole visual of them kissing and hugging at Teds is very very cute. This whole scene is actually I love it.

I can't blame Paige I have made a gf quit a bartending job before. Am I toxic 😂

KK and these handcuffs I can't. Does she even know they are a sex toy or did she just think they were cute 😂😂

“Hurry, P,” she whines, her hands wrapping around me from behind me as she kisses my upper back, making me see stars already. -> ok you described this so well because why is it SO cute when a girl does that

WOWEEE your smut is top tier. No notes. You have convinced me to buy some handcuffs.

“You alive mama?” Paige grins as my eyes slowly flutter open, watching her bring me water and a small present wrapped with a blue paper and white ribbon. -> Ok Paige's aftercare is so cute

“Girl you better not be proposing because I think it’s a lil early,” I joke, making Paige let out a heartfelt laugh. -> ya but you'd say yes if she was don't play

Well, as I said I have absolutely loved this fic. The story was great, it was funny, it was realistic, and it was so damn hot. You are amazing and as I have already said I am SO EXCITED for your new fic. The synopsis has me hooked already and I love fics where P is out of college and actually living life as an adult with her own apartment not beholden to Husky rules lol.

xoxoxo 🤱🏻

sorry it took me forever to get to this I LOVE THESE SO MUCH PLS JOIN THE BOOKCLUB IF YOU WANT TO EVEN A LITTLE BIT <333 it’s my favourite thing everrrrr

hopefully the epilogue of so it goes was up to par!! ty for all the kind words 🫶🏻

• yes BDB is big daddy bueckers - i don’t wanna hear anything else

• omg yess it’s such an ick for me if in a series paige is toxic for no reason!! we need character development and we need reasoning!! my characters will always have a motive i can tell you that much

• val lowkey would be me i’m so annoyed when people aren’t organised and prepared 😭 like that would annoy me too

• HAHA val scurries bc she’s so short it makes sense in my head

• if you are of age handcuffs can be… great 😇

• yeah val would say yes probably

AGAIN TYSM i love when you guys do these so much i’m starting a new tag for these

[tojiscrack]

I started reading liar liar a couple weeks ago but I had it bookmarked on AO3 for a really super super long teime cause I had exams and I wanted to binge read it w/ an all nighter and it was SO GOOD like SO good 🥴 I swear I thought I had a dream about Megumj the next day or sum 🫢

Y/n is so funny like I was gigglinh to myself cause she always has Megumi GAGGED 😭😭 I need to know the inspo for the way she is cause I’ve never reas a xhafacter like her before EVER - and I read a lottt of fics (not just for Megumi but Sanemi, L, Kakashi, Zoro, Oikawa, Kaneki and I’m forgetting some but yeah)

Plzz don’t die I really like ur work and I’m thinking of making a tumblr account fr so I can actually send messages and stuff with a real account 😎

‘liar, liar’ masterlist here:

oh… a long message 🙂 (🫢😫😩🥳🤩🤪😁😋🥳🥳🥳🥳)

pulling an all nighter for this story is crazy to me bc i’m pretty sure all of the released chapters (4/?) bring the word count to some number over 80k so… your eyes must’ve been STRAINED after that 😟

but that’s so nice of youuu 😭💞 i’m sooo glad you enjoyed it (i say that to everyone but that doesn’t mean that i mean it any less)!!

as for the inspo for y/n’s character… this is gonna sound so generic, she’s a self insert 💀 i mean, i don’t like megumi in that way (if anyone knows me, they know i’m in love with GOJO my literal soulmate) but because my writing is always rom-com — extra emphasis on the com — i needed a character that would bring my readers extra amusement, and who’s better in doing that than the funniest person on the planet, also known as ME?

i also just really enjoy writing funny scenes, it gets me excited and giddy and more motivated, yk?

a lot of the stuff i wrote in y/n and megumi’s story is shit that’s happened in my own childhood, so yeah, i get why you wouldn’t find a character like her in any other fic lolol (i’m showing off but i’m not — i am).

ty for your really kind message <333 and you absolutely should make a tumblr account so i can follow you and we can talk all day long about everything under the sun pookie ❤️‍🔥

[rollercoasterwords]

dunno what im doing here. not good at formulating what i wanna say rn. ty for ur fics. i just love the way you write like omgggg i could rant for hours abt ur writing style (not rn unfortunately) it's so beautiful <333 like genuinely not to sound corny or creepy but ur writing inspires me a lot, as someone who also loves writing and wants to write fics. love the intentional sapphic rep too, this fandom sometimes (read: severely) lacks when it comes to the women.. alice look at me, thtf & atwmd r some of my personal favs of urs if i HAD to pick but honestly i love all ur worksss

aw hi thank u this is so sweet!! truly appreciate the kind words i’m so glad my writing has resonated w u <3

[lesbiansanemi]

SHINOBU FOR ASK GAME!!!

OFC OFC HELL YES MY BELOVED SHINOBU <3 TY JAYFORD <333

Favorite thing about them: There are so, so many things I love about Shinobu, but ultimately I think my favorite thing has to be her all-consuming desire for revenge. That sounds so edgy, but it is very rare that I get to see a female character have a genuine revenge plot line, let alone that being the main focus of her story, and it actually gets to end with her killing the man she wants revenge against. So many revenge plot lines (especially ones given to women) end with the character giving up vengeance, or allowing someone else to take it for them. Not Shinobu. She got what she wanted and told Douma to go fuck himself in hell. Queen shit

Least favorite thing about them: I tried so hard to come up with something, but I truly have no genuine complaints with Shinobu's character and how she's written. So I'll choose something petty. Her hairstyle. Like, pinned up it looks fine, I like it, but we never see her hair down so I DON'T KNOW WHAT IT LOOKS LIKE IT DRIVES ME INSANE. I def don't think she has very long heir, I tend to go with shoulder length, but god I would love to know

Favorite line: Tbh her whole monologue from her opening scene still sticks with me. Her cadence and word choices and cheery smile as she talks about torturing the sister spider demon did such a good job of introducing her as a character, and their the lines I can most clearly remember off the top of my head

brOTP: Now.... hear me out.... Shinobu and Sanemi. I like the hc that they grew kind of close themselves when Sanemi and Kanae were Hashira together. I think they probably would have gotten along pretty well (well, by Shinobu and Sanemi standards) before Shinobu adopted a lot of Kanae's mannerisms and personality after her death. Because of this, I like to think that Sanemi is one of the few people she will fall back into her "old" personality with, at least in small ways. I do think they drifted apart after Kanae's death though. Partially because Shinobu emotionally distanced herself from pretty much everyone, but also because Sanemi didn't like her trying to emulate Kanae in the ways that she did. He found it weird and unsettling. But, every now and then, in brief moments where they're alone together, they can fall into old teasing and banter more easily than they realize

OTP: ShinoMitsu, easily! It's one of my favorite kny ships in general. I think that Shinobu and Mitsuri compliment each other as characters very well, and there is so much angst potential regarding their relationship (I know you know what I'm talking about, you understand Jayford haha). Mitsuri inspiring Shinobu to want to live again but she doesn't know how is actually something that can be so personal

nOTP: Shinobu x any man. Sorry that's a whole lesbian. But more specifically, I really can't fuck with Giyu//Shino or Dou//Shino. Keep that shit AWAY from me. I just don't like them in general, but I find so much of the content for them leans very heavily into "woman fixes sad broken man" and makes Shinobu way too nurturing and mothery which.... eugh....

Random headcanon: I like the headcanon that she opens the Butterfly Mansion to any women who need a shelter/resources for any reason, related to demons or not. The estate is huge, and as a Hashira, money is not an issue. So she's more than happy to give any women and girls a place to stay if they need to get out of bad situations (be it related to family, marriage, or something demonic). She is obviously very busy, so she's not directly involved with a lot of the women who are in and out, but she does what she can for them. She's also very willing to get any girls to good trainers to become swordsmen, if they want

Unpopular opinion: I feel people in the fandom swing wildly between two misinterpretations of her. The first being where people act like she's a much "better" person than she is, and who seem to fall for her smiles and pleasant tone. They treat her as if she can do no wrong, and tend to get mad/upset if someone depicts her as less than perfect (wild to me, esp considering canon makes it very obvious that she has many flaws). However, you also have the other side of the spectrum, where people act as if she's a horrible, awful irredeemable bitch and disregard her kindness as nothing but an act because she's complex and sometimes does questionable things. I do think both of these things are rooted in misogyny, the belief that women have to either be perfect goddesses, OR they're two-faced fake bitches, and unfortunately because Shinobu is so nuanced, she tends to get both. But yeah I hate both these interpretations of her and they are both very wide spread. Like guys... can we please just appreciate her for being a nuanced character who has both good and bad aspects, I'm begging

Song I associate with them: I have a couple! Kamikaze and Spoils of War for Shinobu specifically, and then Thank You For the Venom and Dying Star for some ShinoMitsu vibes imo (I should make a Shinobu/ShinoMitsu playlist)

Favorite picture of them: Every time I think of this little drawing I lose my mind, it's so cute and the way Shinobu is just fucking staring at her.... Real

[bytedykes]

Hewwo! Yue Qingyuan seems to be a special guy to you, so him for the ask game ✌️

Sexuality Headcanon: gay but i think he's too depressed to date. he has emotional erectile dysfunction

Gender Headcanon: cis man 😔 ive thought about transfem yqy before too but i dont really see him going anywhere with it. he doesnt have time for self exploration he has a sect to run and also all this unspeakable misery

A ship I have with said character: hehe... mqf/yqy... i like them... its really niche but @pathos-logical and i initially thought of it as a joke but it's so serious now. doctor sexy x worst patient EVERRR !! i dont have anything concrete to say about this ship they just eat my brain

A BROTP I have with said character: i actually really like his canon relationship with sqq, even though we only ever really see how sqq thinks of him. yqy reminds sqq of his own older brother which i think is really sweet and also sad :( i also think yqy would like sqq as his own person, if it ever came out that sqq isnt sj. i mean he already likes him but like independently of shen jiu i do think they could have a good relationship

A NOTP I have with said character: QI/JIU. i don't ship them. words cannot communicate how much i don't ship them. i knowww that they're in a danmei fitting all the bl tropes but like i don't want it and i don't see it and i just do not ship it. i find them much much more compelling as a platonic relationship. fandom has also highkey ruined any warm feelings i might have had toward romantic yqy/sj because of the way people popularly portray them - i think the way a lot of people write qi/jiu is very sj-centric and often not very in line with what i think is accurate yqy characterization (also i don't like sj for similar fandom mischaracterization reasons but w/e). but that's just my opinion !

A random headcanon: i think he would be sooo good with babies i think it would be awesome to put a baby in that man's arms and have him hold it for a while. also a mandated beach vacation wouldn't fix him but it would greatly benefit him. also i think he has chronic pain from xs + the qi deviation and his spirit veins are all fucked up and who does he talk about this with? no one <3 <3 <3 #1 sufferer in silence

General Opinion over said character: i fucking love this mankjghilsadhkads IM SUCH A SUCKER for fucked up tragic characters who are stuck in a pit of eternal misery ok i eat that shit uppp. i really like how yqy's narrative is that ultimately he did his best and tried so hard and failed anyway and then could never bring himself to defend himself despite it not being his fault and that's the tragedy. he blames himself so so bad and he will never say anything because he doesnt feel he deserves to!!! the decades long miscommunication with the person who matters most to him is also soooo. ugh. he makes me crazyyy!!! i really like how he's a very flawed, complex person, who is kind and caring but also the #1 enabler on this goddamn mountain. his indirect treatment of lbh is really interesting to me too. i love yqy he sucks so bad <333

ty for the ask!!! you're right he IS a special guy to me and i love him soo much <3

[misslaevna]

hii hii i hope ur doing good and if not i hope ur day/night gets better !!!! <333 could i request some hcs for dazai reacting to the reader who’s not rlly in touch with their emotions cause they’ve been raised to believe that they’re only a weapon for the military even tho theyre with the ADA now ?? (jajzsjjss im so sorry this is so specific) a mix of fluff and angst pls ty !!!

𝒰𝓃𝓈𝒶𝒾𝒹 𝒫𝓇ℴ𝓂𝒾𝓈ℯ𝓈

hi, I hope your day is also going well! here you go, I hope you'll like it! ♡ pairing: Dazai x gn!reader genre: angst/fluff(ish?) summary: Something unsaid lingers between you and Dazai - until one day, when the veil lifts by tearing up some old wounds... trigger warning: none requesting and rules

For the most time, neither of you were aware of each other’s pasts; Fukuzawa intended to keep the details of your - at least professional - life private in front of the other members of the Detective Agency. Not that Ranpo wouldn’t catch on but oh well

Which didn’t bother you; it was your request after all. 

It all started with very well-timed and very well worded questions aimed at you. Dazai had a way of picking the most vulnerable moment, the moment when you had your guard down both physically and mentally, even if just for a millisecond - he always nailed at piercing through your veil of protection and sting where it hurt the most.

Even if you didn’t, or more precisely, if you thought you didn’t answer, he got everything he needed from you.

At first, you couldn’t stand him for what it felt like him injecting the message ‘I know there’s more to you than you let on’ into you like poison, but the irritation you bore for him slowly transformed into an unusual, weird kind of trust between you two.

Almost unnoticeably, you both gave yourselves away to each other: you knew he wouldn’t act like this if he didn’t have something he wanted to hide himself. And Dazai knew you wouldn’t react the way you do if there wasn’t anything under that unbreakable wall you built around yourself.

It was an agreement you two made without words - a promise neither of you said aloud but decided to keep. You both knew but also didn’t, and didn’t intend on asking - it was something you both accepted about one another and treated it like a secret only the two of you know of. A secret that, like a magnetic force, pulled the two of you closer, unable to gravitate away, no matter how hard you would try to - although, neither of you wanted to resist.

Consequently, you found yourselves in each other’s company rather frequently - more and more often outside of work as well. 

However, the ground of that was something neither of you dared to step on.

Until one incident, one stupid night where you weren’t careful enough. Your heart sank as soon as the words left your mouth and saw Dazai’s eyes darken and smile fade. 

‘Sometimes a person’s death is inevitable for a greater goal - that’s how life is, you just… suck it up.’ 

When you said what you did, you immediately realized that what left your mouth, even if you didn’t intend them to do so, struck right in Dazai’s heart.

The man lowered his gaze, his thick, dark brown hair fell to the front, covering his face. Dazai shoved his hand in his pocket while you were inspecting him holding your breath, not knowing what to expect next.

Dazai pulled out a small box of matches from the pocket of his trench coat, and with a smooth movement, lit up a match; his dark brown eyes gazed upon the small, yet strong flame. 

‘You see, Y/N’, he said in a calm voice, still fiddling with the match box, ‘Sucking it up a lot of times also means drinking poison.’ He raised up his head a little and turned his head to the side to make eye contact with you. ‘But I assume, in the military they serve one kind of antidote or another for that.’ He added, while a soft grin appeared on his face.

You expected yourself to be more surprised, to be stunned and shocked and the blood to be frozen in your veins; but instead, you felt like your heart was being ripped out. Out of all the stingy remarks of Dazai, this one hit you the hardest.

You didn’t know when did he figure out exactly that you were involved with the military, and you wondered how much he actually knows, but knowing that it’s Dazai, you assumed he knew everything.

‘Figured it out on your first week at work’, he said while stretching his arms up to the sky to move his stiff body around for a bit, ‘Not only military, but ability weapon development. Tough stuff.’

You let out a big sight from the bottom of your lungs. ‘Why didn’t you tell me?’

Dazai shrugged. ‘Would you have been able to handle it?’

You stared blankly in front of yourself, examining your hands in your lap, ‘Not sure if I can handle that now.’

Dazai, almost unnoticeably slipped closer to you, his thighs touching yours and wrapped his fingers around your hand, ‘You handled me pretty well so far. I think you will be alright. Think of it this way: many wouldn’t have been able to catch on based just on my questions I aimed at you. Even less would actually figure out that I have my own secrets too. And the fact that you were considerate and caring enough to not expose me shows that you know a lot more about emotions than you think you do.’

His words, his smile and that glimmer one again in his eyes were the only reassurance you needed in that moment. You slightly pressed his hand as a way to say thank you - you probably wouldn’t have been able to form the words right there and now, the lump in your throat and the tears of relief were creeping up on you too intensely for that.

Dazai didn’t let his eyes wander off of you. He caressed your palm with his thumb as a way of comforting you - just like your presence comforted him. 

With his hand wrapped around yours, another unsaid promise formed between you two: you definitely want to let each other into your lives even more.

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and that's the fic! thank you for reading! ♡