#ayame ;; interests

[daipeanutsaiban]

Hello! Um I know it's been a few months since you said people could ask you more questions on your tgaa thoughts, but I was hoping to ask about your baskerzieks and genshinxwife ones. Like how they met, or what their last in person convos went like before each couple separated/died, etc, bc I really adore your Lady B & Mrs. Asougi designs! They deserved first names 😭

Also I'd love to hear your genklint/ville thoughts too if you care to share those!

ALSO I wanted to say you're 100% correct that if Kazuma & Klint ever actually met good ending au Kazuma would think he's the most annoying person alive. It's funny if genklint is platonic or romantic too, it's like Herlock Sholmes is right there and instead Kazuma thinks his dad's bf (best friend OR boyfriend lol) is significantly worse. Something something hating your parallel

Anyway no pressure, and sorry if you aren't looking to answer more questions at this time!

HI i love to yap and to yap about dgs especially so you're good haha <3 i'm the kind of person who needs to be asked tbh bc i tend to be self conscious/doubt myself so questions are always super appreciated 🥹💗 this post got LONG so i'm going to put it under a break to spare anyone who's just here for art or trying to look at memes during their lunch break

TL;DR: klint and primrose were engaged as kids but it was broken off upon his parents' death, it was renewed when he earned prestige as a prosecutor; their last conversation was when primrose forced him to confess his crimes to her but she'd started having doubts months ago; in my favorite hc, gkv never pursued one another beyond dropping hints here and there but because i am bisexual i also want them to have fun; genshin and yukari met by chance as teens and genshin had to convince his father to let them marry each other after finding out she was pregnant; he could never say his last words to her because writing about the professor's identity could've endangered her and kazuma.

first of all thank you so much, it makes me so happy when people enjoy my designs and characterizations for lady baskerville and mrs asougi!! for clarity, i'll be calling them by the names i gave them in this post, primrose and yukari respectively.

klint and primrose's engagement was decided by their parents and they met as children- i think they were probably feeling awkward around each other for a while since children don't really care about such things (right..?) and primrose actually chose to spend her time reading when her father would take her to visit, and she might've even been more interested in talking/playing with barok because there wouldn't be the daunting idea of an engagement looming on the horizon lol. eventually, she and klint do grow closer and come to consider each other friends thanks to him putting in a lot of effort to make her feel welcome and also have more fun (she finds him boring- i characterize klint as having been a very serious and dutiful child, though he does play with and dote on his brother).

when the van zieks parents die in my hc, losing their life in a fire specifically, primrose's father chooses to cancel their engagement because he doubts klint can suitably provide for his daughter- a cruel but logical decision as klint is just fourteen years old with no backing or achievements. as an aside, the fire is declared to be an unfortunate accident but klint silently believes it was premeditated- this incident contributes to him considering prosecution as a career. out of care for his brother, he never brings up this idea to barok.

still, primrose is a very clever child who's acutely aware that her father's doting is a form of control (such as making her wear beautiful, white clothes to easily find out if she's been sneaking out, which i think i talked about before), and she insists on meeting klint either at his estate or in the city while they both (and occasionally barok) wear disguises/common clothes. the latter option allows them to meet people outside of their social caste, and to develop a sympathy for them from an early age which also contributes to klint's growing bitterness towards other nobles. throughout his struggle to be taken seriously by these men in spite of his age, primrose continuously encourages him and even spies on her father's meetings with other gentlemen to then report to him, and this continues in their adult life with her reporting rumors and "gossip" from other ladies about their own husbands (with perhaps dire consequences in the long run, haha...)

primrose has ambitions of her own, though, many of which are philanthropic in nature and stem from guilt at being born in a wealthy household to a father who does not care about people other than his own. they are difficult to achieve as an unmarried woman (or even as a woman in general), as her father would never greenlight her ideas, and as such she becomes enraged with klint when he allows the engagement to be dispelled due to believing she would ultimately "be happier with someone else" when it would effectively condemn any ounce of freedom she could have. from primrose's perspective, klint is the only candidate for marriage because he actually respects her and understands her as a person.

their engagement was eventually reinstated following klint's multiple achievements, chiefly when he made a name for himself as an extremely prolific prosecutor and primrose's father couldn't really object to it (ha) anymore. when i researched, i learned that men in the victorian era would commonly get married in their thirties once their careers were established, and i especially like that for this couple because it means that genshin could've attended their wedding. (it's also amusing to picture klint pitching him as the best man while primrose is firmly in barok's camp and they have a silly spat about that, haha. but ngl i prefer genshin as their best man because it was tradition that the best man would drive the married couple to their month long honeymoon directly after the ceremony so. he could stay behind a little while if you catch my meaning. teehee)

on the topic of genklintville, my ultimate preference/personal "canon" is that they never outright acted upon their romantic or sexual interests in one another although the tension was clearly there. but like any bisexual on the internet, i like to indulge a little bit, as shown in my previous paragraph hehe. i like to imagine a kind of kinship between genshin and primrose as they are interested in similar literature and share a similar sense of humor as well (chiefly teasing klint- in a deadpan manner for genshin). klint and primrose tend to dote on genshin in a way they think is discreet, because they can sense his loneliness at being apart from his family even though he generally doesn't voice it, but as we all know genshin isn't a fool and it leaves him quite flustered haha. genshin also relates to klint in the way that they are both heirs to something "greater than them" (the asogi clan/the van zieks heritage) and sometimes yearn to break away from it which might contribute to why genshin left for london if the first place. i'd like to add that if i draw genklint without primrose present, it's taking place with her knowledge and consent, though them being pushed to cheating due to increasing stress or suchlike circumstances is an interesting angle- it's just not something i see myself making at present. though now saying that has made me think about the ways it could be fun to explore the way klint's lying and gaslighting keeps piling up, so what's one more lie? so i'd be interested in reading a story that would attest to his guilt from committing the act and his gaslighting towards not only his wife but also to himself, hmm. the best way that i can put it is that if i'm to explore gk without the v, she must be a relevant character because i'm not about to discard a canon female love interest to focus solely on the yaoi lmao.

now for genshin and yukari, or genyu for short as i like to call it in my head (lol)... there's a lot to cover here too 😵‍💫 some of this, particularly the stuff concerning ayame, is still undecided on but i thought the more context the better!

to understand their dynamic, it feels important to state/repeat my headcanons about the asogi clan aka genshin's immediate family beyond her and kazuma, which were mentioned here. but to summarize, they are very patriarchal, strict, and the type to suppress their emotions. genshin is his father's illegitimate child, and his real mother is... hm, well, she won't ever appear in my art because it's suitable for her character, but she's a high ranking courtesan, aka "oiran", and therefore pregnancy/being a mother could bring shame to her and likely ruin her livelihood, because they are meant to project the image of being unattainable both in appearance.. and price. her disappearing for some months to a year wouldn't be all that suspicious as few men can even afford to meet her.

because the oiran brings the House where she works good money, they help her cover up her pregnancy and her son's existence by sending him to live with his father as soon as possible. once, genshin tries to visit his mother, but he is turned away. in short, his first experience was to be abandoned by someone who was supposed to love him. i think this backstory also serves to give reason to his name (written with the kanji 'shadow' and 'truth') because he is a truth meant to be hidden by the government. if you think about his father giving him that name, it becomes quite sad and implies shame for bringing his son into the world. i think it would also justify the personality i like for him, which is more reserved and serious than how i portray the rest of the visiting trio (with a boisterous but ambitious seishiro and a downtrodden but shy and earnest yuujin), and with a greater disposition for being suspicious... which is naturally a good thing for a detective.

genshin's father's wife lost her life to an illness some years prior to genshin integrating into the asogi clan, which is why he sought comfort from the oiran. to avoid unsavory rumors and to preserve both women's reputation, syoma (genshin's father) forbids his son from venturing outside of the house - paralleling primrose's childhood, which they could bond over later in life - until he turns a certain age. he's the dark sheep of the clan, to make it short. it's by sneaking out as a child that he meets seishiro, and then yukari who is accompanying ayame.

as an aside, i want to add that while syoma holds misogynistic beliefs, he still feels a sense of responsibility so he does eventually pay off the oiran's debt in the end- not that she's particularly grateful since he led her on and made her promise not to abort his child without ever planning to marry her. not a great guy, but def a fun character to write. those are things genshin deduces in his teenage years, and he swears to never become like his father.

as for yukari, her family history is also nebulous, and i don't know if i even want to establish her circumstances before meeting ayame and genshin because i like the meta irony of those details remaining unknown to us just as they were unknown to those around her outside of how she is tied to other people. ayame's friend, genshin's wife, kazuma's mother- never her own person. she reaches a breaking point during genshin's absence, but i won't go into detail about that for now because it's part of a long project of mine. what i can say about her is that she does housework for ayame's family in exchange for room and board, but she's not categorized as a servant because ayame cherishes her, a privilege that makes her feel awkward at times.

genshin fell for her due to her frank and joyful approach to life which was so different from the outlook he was raised on, and she piqued his curiosity with her unusual and often "silly", but free, behavior. he has the utmost respect for her, which is why as much as i like gkv and think it could work in a modern au with yukari's inclusion/approval + rapid methods of communication, i think realistically genshin wouldn't have the heart to start anything with someone else when she is waiting for his every letter so far away. he wouldn't be able to read the expression on her face, and she could easily lie about being okay with it.

in this wikipedia article about marriage in japan in the edo period (1600-1868), it reads: "Members of the household were expected to subordinate all their own interests to that of the [household], with respect for an ideal of filial piety and social hierarchy. [...] Marriages were duly arranged by the head of the household, who represented it publicly and was legally responsible for its members, and any preference by either principal in a marital arrangement was considered improper."

you might've guessed where i'm going with this, but genshin's father had already chosen a wife for him, and that person was ayame, who is from a 'good' family. obviously that marriage didn't go through with yukari becoming pregnant at 18 or 19 (!!), and syoma capitulated to genshin's request that he be given permission to marry his girlfriend which only further strained his relationship with his father further. as for ayame, she was fortunate that the man she was interested in was studying medicine, and therefore struggled less for her family to accept yuujin as her husband. but for yukari, although she knows genshin doesn't love ayame, there's always that nagging feeling that she was the "wrong" choice. after all, she has to witness the interactions between genshin and his family every day, and her presence is often the source of tension. her only rock after ayame's death and genshin's departure is her son, who starts rejecting spending time with her as he grows older because, well, he's a teenager (something i want to expand on in that project i mentioned).

in yukari's case, she was never able to read her husband's last words as even writing about the professor's identity could endanger hers and kazuma's lives, but perhaps genshin had promised he would briefly return at the half-way point of his stay overseas and then ended up having to break that promise by choosing to investigate the professor killings before eventually losing his life. yukari's feelings of helplessness were confirmed as the truth in her eyes then.

as for primrose and klint's last conversation, it's been sitting in my wips for a while LOL. i def think she had her suspicions, and when she finally gathered her courage to confront him, he broke down and told her the truth. i've revised this comic and especially its dialogue so many times that i don't even know if i like it anymore, please pray for me 😅

It's funny if genklint is platonic or romantic too, it's like Herlock Sholmes is right there and instead Kazuma thinks his dad's bf (best friend OR boyfriend lol) is significantly worse.

this made me laugh LMAO honestly kazuma would be so petty about it meanwhile i feel like he'd get along super well with the man's own wife 😂 i also think that as an adult kazuma would admire his father less and even be a bit of a tsundere lol, but yeah in a No One Dies/Good Ending AU(tm) he'd probably resent genshin a little for leaving him and his mother, whose struggles he witnessed firsthand for ten years. hell, maybe he does resent him in the current circumstances even if it's not the dominant emotion when it comes to his father, it of course being grief... still. lord van zieks get your paws off my dad!! 🙄💢 also if genshin starts reciprocating the attention kazuma might start killing LOL

...this answer is now well over 2000 words and i still feel like i'm leaving things out i feel CRAZY omg. autism diagnosis unnecessary atp lmfao.

also just found this in my #yukanotes i should've just copy pasted all this augh. i love yukari very much she is extremely dear to me. 😊💗

thanks again for your questions I'M SORRY IT'S SO LONG....... i DO love to yap 🥹🥹💗

[theassthatisguarded]

Happy New Year!!

Artist: MitgardKnight on Reddit

[luvuomi]

SETHOS TRAILER OMFG IT WAS SO RAHHHSHDNWJWJJW

[laugtherhyena]

Actually i think this is a good time to let you guys know i never watched Sdra2 chapter 4 in full

[ayamekishiwagi]

Ayame's going to hold onto that one "good girl" from Ed forever, you just know she is.

[festivalofthe12]

Also BTW I tried to catch myself up by re-reading the TV Tropes characters pages but Yuki's was so goddamn biased against him I actually just rage quit and seethed for multiple days trying to work out how to work my discussion post complaining about it without writing up a whole essay like a crazy person

[aranea-princeps]

I'm thinking about Ayame seeing Jinbe again after *years*- she's a few years older than him, but having saw him when she was younger. Asking why he, of all people, wound up in Impel- while he asks the same question.

Old friends, talking across the way through cell bars. A mother, an Empress, locked away in Impel- execution bound.

[mplanetleaf]

I am Shiva - Aham Shivam Ayam Shivam | శివోహం - నేను శివుడిని! | MPlanetleaf...

[hirak0s]

Okay, so she was in quite a dangerous situation... maybe it was best for her to back off. Clearly this woman didn't want to be friends with her. "Wasn' tryin' t' insult ya ma'am." Ayame felt the reiatsu and was trying her best to back down.

Though, she really wasn't a fan of the idea of being eaten raw. "s'it 'cause I'm squishy?" And her heart was so soft? She found nothing wrong with a soft heart. But maybe there was something bad about it?

ANNOYANCE BEGAN TO SHOW ITSELF ON HER FACE . the spider did not need company of that of a lover or friend . she was content in her solitude , her soul content with the webs she wove with sadistic hands . the other was lucky that shutara could not outright teach her a proper lesson . in fact , that was what irked shutara slightly . she was getting away with disrespect . the older , stronger shinigami scoffed , eyes of wine narrowing upon them with a scornful judgement .

❝ do not insult me . ❞ she began , gliding towards her as reiatsu slowly began to spike . ❝ a spider never seeks out friends , it seeks out prey . you should be happy that you are on my side . . . ❞

a single golden hand rose , pointed at her . ❝ i would have eaten you raw . ❞

[yujinmikotoba]

trying to sort out how I feel about yujin’s abilities as a father

because I feel like the whole “leaving susato and going to britain” thing is a little more nuanced than people often give it credit for when talking about it. from the way he tells it, jigoku pretty much insisted yujin go with him because he ‘didn’t know what would become of him if he left him behind’ which to me seems to imply that yujin was suicidal after ayame’s death. and there is a point where your mental health is so severe that it impacts your ability to be a good parent, I truly think the best and most responsible thing yujin could do in that situation is allow susato’s grandmother to be her primary caregiver until he was in a place mentally where he could take on the roles and responsibilities of a parent.

sure, there are arguments to be made about whether or not leaving the country itself was a good idea when he could have stayed in japan and still been present in a way that wouldn’t have been as mentally taxing. or even if he was going to britain, whether the sheer length of his stay was appropriate but all in all I feel like whether or not yujin is a good parent should be defined more by his actions after returning to japan and beginning to actually raise susato himself

which honestly why I’m still kinda conflicted. because I mean from their interactions it’s obvious they both love and care for each other a lot, susato has a lot of respect for yujin and yujin is very proud of susato. however there is also this undercurrent of yujin not trusting susato in ways that are stifling and manipulative.

like having a telegram sent to your daughter telling her that you’ve collapsed and are on the verge of death just to get her back to japan when in reality you’re fine is an insane thing to do, no matter the circumstance. and it was all in service of trying to stop susato find out a secret that frankly, would’ve probably been easier to keep if he’d just told her and asked her to keep quiet about it in the first place.

he has this urge to dictate what she knows and how she lives her through a certain level of control life which, though that is quite common in parents, I wouldn’t necessarily call it healthy.

I dunno, this is something I would like more perspectives on because I think it’s interesting so feel free to share

[estellan0vella]

Love In Print│Bang Chan

Chapter Fourteen: This Is A Bad Idea SS: 3 (ignore time stamps and dates) Word Count: 2.2K Content Warnings:

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Ayame stands in front of her mirror, tugging at the dark green mini dress that hugs her curves in all the right places but feels slightly too bold for her mood. The neckline dips just enough to be suggestive, but not enough to scream desperation, and the emerald studs in her ears catch the light perfectly. She adjusts her coat, shrugging it off and on again until it falls just right. Her reflection glares back at her like it knows exactly what kind of internal chaos she's suppressing.

Minho leans against her bedroom doorframe, arms crossed, his eyes narrowing as he watches her fuss. "Alright," he says, his tone flat but dripping with judgment, "for the last time, why the fuck are you going on this date when you're very clearly not interested in Seonghwa? Like, at all?"

Ayame huffs, spinning on her heel to face him. "I told you already. I'm figuring things out."

"Figuring out how to torture an innocent man?" Minho deadpans.

From Ayame's bed, Seungmin snorts, his legs crossed and his phone in hand. "It's almost Shakespearean. Poor Seonghwa, just a hapless pawn in your self-deluded battle against feelings for someone who definitely has you in a chokehold."

Ayame glares at him. "I don't have feelings."

"Right," Seungmin says, his voice as dry as dust. "And Chan doesn't have the biggest dick energy in this office. Sure."

Hyunjin shouts from the living room, his voice carrying easily through the open door. "Seonghwa's a tragic romance archetype! Destined to be second-best to Bang Chan and his undeniably huge-"

"Shut the fuck up!" Ayame snaps, throwing a glare at the door.

Minho doesn't flinch. "He's not wrong."

Ayame spins back to the mirror, fluffing her hair with sharp, irritated motions. "I kissed him once, and now it's all you assholes ever talk about."

"Correction," Minho says, straightening. "You kissed him twice. Don't rewrite history, shortcake."

"Twice?" Seungmin pipes up, blinking. "Hold the fuck on- twice?"

Ayame sighs dramatically, pulling on her dark green heels. "It's irrelevant."

"Nothing about this is irrelevant," Seungmin mutters, still reeling. "Twice? Jesus Christ, Ayame."

Minho stares at her like she's a walking car crash. "So this date? Is this you pretending the kisses didn't matter, or is this you stress-testing Seonghwa to see if he can make you forget?"

"Neither," Ayame snaps, grabbing her purse. "This is me trying to live my fucking life."

Hyunjin appears in the doorway, holding a soda can like he's hosting a reality show. "Sure, live your life. Just make sure it doesn't end with you screaming Chan's name in bed with Seonghwa."

Ayame's jaw drops. "What the actual fuck, Hyunjin?"

Hyunjin grins devilishly. "I'm just saying, you've got unresolved sexual tension dripping off you like sweat in a spin class."

Minho rubs his temples like he's trying to physically erase the conversation from his brain. "Hyunjin, I swear to God-"

"I'm not wrong," Hyunjin says, taking a loud sip from his soda. "The BCCBC, Bang Christopher Chan Big Cock, is basically a plot device at this point."

"What the fuck is wrong with you people?" Ayame demands, grabbing a pillow from her bed and hurling it at Hyunjin.

He dodges easily, still grinning. "Hit a nerve, did I?"

"Don't murder her confidence right before she goes to dinner with Tragic Seonghwa," Seungmin says, scrolling on his phone. "Let her get this out of her system."

Ayame storms toward the door, her heels clicking furiously. "You're all fucking insane."

Minho follows her to the entryway, leaning against the doorframe as she pulls on her coat with jerky movements. "And you're not going to make it through dinner without thinking about Chan. I give it twenty minutes before Seonghwa's in second place in your head."

Ayame whirls around, jabbing a finger at him. "You know what, Oppa? Fuck you. I'm going."

The door slams behind her, and the apartment falls into silence.

Minho sighs, turning to face the other two. "If she fucks Chan, I'm fucking Jisung."

Hyunjin raises his soda like a toast. "I'll fuck Changbin."

Seungmin doesn't even look up from his phone. "I'll fuck Jeongin. We fall together."

Hyunjin smirks. "The only way to preserve balance in this goddamn mess."

Minho stares at Seungmin. "You just want an excuse to fuck Jeongin."

"And you don't want an excuse to fuck Jisung?" Seungmin retorts, finally glancing up.

"Fair," Minho mutters, collapsing onto Ayame's couch with a groan. "This is such a goddamn disaster."

Hyunjin flips open one of Ayame's romance novels, his expression bored but amused. "Yep. But hey, at least we're getting some action out of it."

Minho throws a pillow at him. "Fuck off."

The restaurant hums with soft jazz and quiet conversations, a haze of sophistication settling over the dimly lit room. Ayame sits stiffly in her chair, her dark green dress fitting perfectly, though it feels too tight in the suffocating atmosphere.

Across from her, Seonghwa leans forward, animatedly gesturing with his hands as he talks about something to do with typography. His enthusiasm fills the space between them, but Ayame's focus has long since drifted.

"So after I left L&M," Seonghwa begins, his voice a bit louder than necessary, "I realized it was finally time to pursue my real passion. Hwa Creative! It's sleek, it's professional, and I think the minimalistic vibe is totally going to set me apart in the market."

Ayame forces a polite smile, nodding as if his words are penetrating her foggy brain. "Minimalism. Very... now."

Seonghwa brightens, as though her generic response is the validation of the century. "Exactly! Everyone's doing flashy, over-the-top designs, but me? I want clean lines, Helvetica-inspired typefaces, and a splash of modern gradients. You know—simple but impactful."

"Impactful," Ayame echoes, her voice flat, barely hiding the monotony she feels crawling up her spine. She takes a slow sip of her wine, swirling it as if it contains all the answers she's searching for.

Seonghwa doesn't notice her disinterest. Instead, he eagerly pulls out his phone, scrolling through his photos with the speed of someone deeply in love with their own work. "Here, look at this logo I designed for my first client. It's not perfect yet, but I think it's a really strong representation of where my aesthetic is heading."

Ayame leans forward, squinting at the screen. The logo is clean, sure, but it's just a generic swirl with some blocky letters beneath it. It screams stock design, but she bites her tongue. "It's... nice."

"You think so?" Seonghwa beams, his chest practically puffing out. "I was worried it might be too derivative, but hearing you say that, it means a lot."

She manages a faint smile, her cheeks aching from the effort. "Definitely."

Seonghwa keeps talking, his voice a steady stream of excitement about colour psychology and the emotional impact of font weights. Ayame nods along, giving occasional "mmhmms" and "rights," though her brain is miles away. Specifically, it's back in the office supply closet, with Chan's lips pressing against hers, his hands on her waist, and that low, infuriating rasp in his voice.

"Am I boring you?" Seonghwa's question jolts her back to the present. His cheeks are flushed, his tone apologetic. "I'm rambling, aren't I? God, I do this when I'm nervous."

Ayame blinks, setting her glass down. "No, no, it's fine. Really."

Seonghwa's face softens, his gaze lingering. "You're amazing, Ayame. I've thought so for so long. And now that we're here, it feels... perfect, you know?"

Her stomach twists at the earnestness in his voice. Perfect? This? The tightness in her chest grows unbearable, but she forces herself to smile, leaning forward slightly. "Yeah," she murmurs. "Perfect."

Before he can say anything else, she closes the gap between them, pressing her lips to his in a kiss that feels more like an obligation than a desire. His lips are warm but soft, pliant, and utterly uninspiring. There are no sparks, no wild rush of adrenaline, no heat pooling in her chest. Just... a kiss.

Seonghwa pulls back, his eyes wide and bright, his expression so filled with awe that it makes Ayame's stomach churn. "Wow," he breathes, his voice hushed with wonder. "That was... wow. You're amazing."

Ayame forces a laugh, her voice hollow. "Yeah. Uh... wow."

Seonghwa takes her hand in his, his thumb brushing gently over her knuckles. "I knew it. I knew we'd have this connection. You're so incredible, Ayame. I'm the luckiest guy alive."

The tightness in her chest intensifies, and she swallows hard, nodding as if in agreement. "Lucky," she repeats faintly, her voice barely above a whisper.

Seonghwa dives into another story about Hwa Creative's big plans, gesturing wildly about branding and exposure. Ayame nods in all the right places, offering hums of agreement, but her mind is far from the table. It's still in the closet with Chan, his hands gripping her waist, his thumb brushing her lip, his voice low and possessive as he told her to figure out what she wanted.

She stares down at her wine glass, swirling the liquid absently as her thoughts spiral. Her lips tingle faintly, not from the kiss she just shared, but from the memory of the one she can't stop replaying. The weight of her decision settles heavily over her, and for the first time, she wonders if she's been lying to herself all along.

The crisp night air nips at Ayame's bare arms as she lingers outside the towering building. Her heels click faintly against the pavement as she shifts her weight, debating whether to leave. Her cherry earrings sway slightly as the cool breeze brushes against her skin.

"What the fuck am I doing here?" she mutters, wrapping her arms around herself, half-turning to leave. "This is a bad idea."

Before she can take another step, she collides with a firm chest. Startled, her head snaps up, and her eyes lock onto none other than Bang Chan. He's fresh from a run, sweat glistening on his skin, his tank top clinging to his toned torso. A zip-up hoodie hangs loose over his shoulders, and his sweatpants sit low on his hips. His damp curls stick to his forehead, and, of course, that goddamn smirk curves his lips.

"Stalking me now, shortcake?" Chan teases, pulling out an earbud and letting it dangle around his neck. His voice is low, the rasp of exertion adding to its usual charm.

Ayame sighs dramatically, tipping her head back to glare at the sky as if it might save her. "Yes. You caught me. Just finished rooting through your trash."

Chan raises an eyebrow, his smirk widening. "And? Find anything good?"

"Oh, the usual," she deadpans, crossing her arms. "Food scraps, stiff tissues, and a few adult diapers. Riveting stuff."

Chan laughs, a deep, rich sound that reverberates in the quiet night. Ayame hates the way it makes her stomach flip.

"You're good at this," he says, leaning casually against the wall, his eyes glinting with amusement. "You know, being funny."

"And you're good at being annoying," Ayame shoots back, her lips twitching despite herself. "Natural talent?"

Chan grins, but his gaze sharpens slightly, taking her in. "So, how was your date?" he asks, his tone still playful but with a curious edge. "Did he roll the last meatball over to you with his nose? Very Lady and the Tramp."

Ayame lets out a long sigh, shaking her head. "You're unbearable."

"Yeah, yeah," Chan says, waving her comment off. "Come on, I'm genuinely curious. Did you kiss him?"

Ayame hesitates, her hands tightening slightly around her clutch. "Yeah," she admits finally, her voice quiet.

"And?" Chan presses, his smirk fading into something more serious as he studies her.

Ayame takes a breath, her gaze dropping to his chest, then back up to meet his eyes. "And I'm not going to see him again."

Chan straightens, stepping closer. The teasing in his voice is gone, replaced by something deeper, his voice lowering. "Why?"

She swallows hard, her heart thudding in her chest as she answers honestly. "Because nobody kisses me like you do."

The space between them feels charged, electric. Chan's jaw tightens, and then he moves. His arms find her waist, firm but not demanding, lifting her off the ground like it's the easiest thing in the world. Their lips collide, his kiss fierce and consuming. Ayame's arms wind around his neck, her fingers tangling in the damp curls at the nape of his neck. His lips part hers, deepening the kiss with a hunger that makes her knees weak despite not even standing.

Chan pulls her closer, his grip tightening as though afraid she might disappear. Ayame breaks the kiss just enough to speak, her voice breathy and teasing. "Are you going to invite me inside? I mean, it's only fair, I already showed you mine."

Chan grins against her lips, his breath warm as he murmurs, "You're ridiculous."

"And you're stalling," she counters, brushing her fingers through his hair, smirking at his sharp inhale.

He shifts her slightly in his arms, lowering her feet back to the ground but keeping her flush against him. His lips brush against hers again, softer this time, as he whispers, "I wasn't stalling. Just savouring."

"Uh-huh," Ayame hums, her tone laced with mischief. "Lead the way, wolf boy."

Chan chuckles, shaking his head but taking her hand, his palm warm and steady as it presses against the small of her back. "Come on, shortcake. Let's see where this night goes."

They step inside the building together, his arm still lingering on her waist. The warmth of his touch burns through the fabric of her dress, and for the first time all night, Ayame feels entirely sure of herself. Whatever comes next, she knows she's ready.

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4 day old ask buuuuuuut 🍒what are your yandere types (if you have them)?

🍓what is your favorite yandere trope or stereotype?

🍒 What are your yandere types (if you have them)?

TW: unhealthy relationship dynamics and usual yandere behavior

Ayame

She has traits of the obsessive ,overprotective and kuudere yandere type

Obsessive: She’s obviously obsessed with you it isn’t enough to just stalk your social media page,she follows you everywhere even knows your address and has already entered your home to make some food and place some cameras . She wants to know everything about you,what makes you laugh ,cry or the things you want. Probably has a locket necklace with a pic of you sleeping 😭.

Overprotective: She’s very protective and carefully supervise you ,looking for any potential “threats”. She believes that she’s acting in your best interest but comes across as overbearing and controlling.

Kuudere: She’s someone that looks very emotionally detached (she is but doesn’t know very well to express them), She appears unbothered by others’ interactions with you ,but her cold nature ensures no one truly gets close to you. That’s very easy because she does look a bit intimidating.

Tsubaki

Clingy: He does not know what personal space is ,he is so clingy ! He is emotionally dependent on you ,he craves your constant attention and affection. He could insert himself in your life with ease ,he could be really fussy if you’re not available to spend time with him.

Manipulative:He is very manipulative,he doesn’t think it’s wrong because he’s doing this so you won’t leave him. He can use is influence to create wedges between your friends,he would 100% use this to comfort you and say how your friends don’t deserve you . He really wants you to be dependent on him as he is very dependent on you too.

🍓What are your favorite yandere tropes or stereotypes?

Bro I’m a sucker for those obsessive yanderes ,someone that is so in love with you and cares about you,leaves small but meaningful presents etc😭🙏🏾( I do not condone the killing tho )

I know I’m basic but I love the “looks innocent but is actually insane” yandere stereotype (grew up with yandere simulator 🥲😔)

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What would happen if we held both held hands with a ghoul.....?

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twenty — more than

fuck ur instincts — suna x reader & atsumu x reader

you and suna are just fooling around—so why does he care so much when you start falling in love with someone else?

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word count. 1.5k content. swearing, mentions of sex

Suna doesn’t know where the time went. One moment, he seems to have you in the palm of his hand, the next, he barely sees you at all. You’re just gone from his life, gone in the way that matters most.

It’s been two months since you and Atsumu started dating officially. He doesn’t talk to you anymore and he avoids the subject as much as he can around Atsumu, but from what he can tell, the two of you are doing great. You’re happy together, perfect even. Atsumu’s exactly what you need.

And that makes him feel terrible.

“Rin,” the girl in his bed calls, “are you okay?”

He looks up from the corner he’s decided to sit in and shrugs at her. “Dunno.”

This probably looks really bad. He’s just spent the last two hours fucking her and now he can’t even go near her. At least he’s managed to remember her name. Ayame. He never calls her that when he comes though. He just can’t.

“Do you want me to leave?” she asks.

He shakes his head. “It’s okay,” he says. “You can take the bed, I’ll stay on the couch.”

“You don’t need to do that—”

“It’s fine. I don’t really sleep in my bed anymore.”

Ayame looks at him sadly. She pities him, he knows she does. At this point, everyone knows that you and Atsumu are together. When the basketball team found out, it became a whole thing that ended with the entire campus basically getting a PSA that you are off-limits now.

She shifts a little. “Can I ask you a question?”

He nods at her weakly. “Sure.”

“Do you love her?”

Suna feels that burning in his chest again. It happens every time someone mentions you, every time he thinks about you, every time he sees your yellow Winnie the Pooh toothbrush beside his (he can’t bring himself to get rid of it).

“Yeah,” he says quietly. “If it isn’t love, I don’t know what it is.”

Ayame offers him a sad smile. “At least you know what love is,” she tells him. “Not a lot of people actually get to experience it. They think they do, but they don’t. At least you know it’s real.”

He chuckles bitterly. “What good is that?”

She sighs. “I don’t know,” she tells him. “But it’s something, right?”

“I can come with ya,” Atsumu offers, placing a bag of detergent in the cart. “Ya can tell ‘em I’m yer assistant or somethin’.”

You grab a bottle of fabric softener and tick it off your list. “My parents aren’t going to believe I have an assistant.”

“And why not? Ya can rule the whole world at this point.”

“‘Tsumu…”

“Y/N…”

You crane your neck and peck his jaw. “I would take you, I really would,” you tell him, turning back to your list. “But my whole family’s gonna be there. I don’t want the first time you meet my parents to be the same day you get harassed to death by my aunts.”

“They’d love me!” he insists.

“I’m not saying they wouldn’t,” you tell him. “I’m just saying that my family is crazy and I don’t wanna drag you down with me.”

He whines. “But how am I gonna survive without ya?”

“It’s three days!”

“That’s a lot of days!”

You groan. “If you stop complaining, I’ll take you to that new sushi place when I get back.”

He furrows his brows. “The one with the good tuna?”

“The one with the good tuna.”

Suddenly all smiles, Atsumu plants a wet kiss on your cheek as he hums the intro to that one anime he’s been obsessed with. “I have the best girlfriend in the world.”

You push the cart to the next aisle as he skips ahead of you. “You’re impossible.”

“I know! And ya still put up with me! Best girlfriend, I’m tellin’ ya.”

You roll your eyes and smile, the two of you working together to get the rest of the groceries you need.

The past two months have been the most interesting time. At first, it was a bit of an adjustment having an actual boyfriend. You went out with guys before but you never really stuck around long enough to find out what being with someone was like. It took you a while to even wrap your head around the word.

Boyfriend.

It just seemed so official. So real.

You don’t think you ever had anything real before.

But there was something about Atsumu that just made the whole thing feel natural. The two of you fell into place perfectly, finding your roles in the relationship together and figuring it out along the way.

One thing you always liked about Atsumu was his honesty. The way you always knew that what you saw was what you got. That part of him helped a lot when the two of you needed to make things clear with each other. You never felt like he was hiding what he thought or felt. What you saw was what you got.

The worst fight you had so far had to do with volleyball. You’d expected that.

Oikawa was right when he said Atsumu was extremely anal about the sport, he would stop at nothing to get things exactly right.

He had forgotten to pick you up one afternoon and, with the rain and the flooding near your residence hall, you ended up stuck in the cafeteria until late. When the two of you finally sat down to talk about it, he acted all self-righteous, saying that he was practicing and how could he have known it was going to rain?

“Ya knew I was gonna be busy!” he said, stomping around the living room. “Ya can’t just expect me to drop everythin’ for ya!”

You put your head in your hands and let out a frustrated sigh. “For fuck’s sake, Atsumu, do I not matter to you at all?”

That seemed to change something in his mind. Like it all clicked. Like he realized that he was being stupid. Of course you matter to him. He’s pretty sure you’re the only thing that does.

The two of you never had the same argument again.

He isn’t perfect, but he sees you for who you are to him. He knows your worth and he knows he never wants to lose you, nothing would be worth as much as you.

Life has worked out for the two of you. And you’ve worked out for each other. You have to admit you could get used to this feeling—this happiness, this warmth, this security—maybe you already have.

“Why don’t you throw a party?” you ask, sticking a lollipop into your mouth as he loads the groceries into his car.

Atsumu makes a face. “But why?”

“Oh, come on,” you say, “you haven’t thrown one in so long.”

“Yeah because hostin’ parties sucks ass.”

“I bet it’s not that bad.”

“Ya just say that ‘cause yer a partygoer, not a party-thrower.”

You pull the lollipop out of your mouth and jump into the passenger seat. “Alright, fine,” you say as he gets in the driver’s seat. “What about just a little night in with the team? You guys haven’t drank together in a while.”

“I don’t like drinking,” he reminds you. “Messes with my system.”

“You can party without drinking.”

“Why do ya want me to have a party so bad?”

“I don’t really want you to have a party,” you tell him. “I just think you spend a lot of time with me and… I don’t know, I kinda feel guilty that you don’t get to do that many things on your own anymore.”

He laughs at that. “I like spendin’ time with ya. Yer so much better than the team.”

“But still.”

“I get it.” He nods. “Yeah, maybe I’ll invite the boys over. It’ll be good for them. Omi especially.”

“You know, I’m always worried he’s gonna steal you away from me.”

Atsumu chokes on his own spit. “Why would ya say that?”

You shrug, a teasing smirk on your lips. “I mean, you talk about him a lot. You know what his dick looks like. Oh! And you have that weird obsession with his—”

He pulls your face to his as the car stops at a red light, kissing you to both shut you up and remind you that there’s no one else in the world that can make him feel this way. 

It’s always you. 

It’s always going to be you.

“—his vinyl collection,” you finish your sentence as soon as he pulls away.

He pecks your lips one last time, shaking his head with a smile as he starts driving again. “Yer impossible, woman.”

“Ugh, I know right? Maybe you should buy me that cake I like.”

Atsumu shakes his head, chuckling. “Impossible.”

“You love it though.”

“Do I?”

You nod, connecting your phone to the car’s speakers and putting your playlist on. “‘Course you do.”

He glances over at you and finds you grinning at him, all bright and cheery. “Guess I do,” he says, reaching over to put a hand on your thigh. “Probably love it more than I should.”

notes. soooooooooo are we ready to party or what?????

[onetoomanyfandomfixations]

Part 2 of Hatori Sohma HCs pretty please?

@whatthefragisinsurrance

Of course I can m’love!! So sorry for the wait but here it is <33

Hatori Sohma HCs (PART 2)

Part one here

Hatori is a sucker for domestic life

Like,, all he wants is normality

He wants someone to wake up to in the morning, and fall asleep to at night

He wants someone to know how he likes his coffee, and makes it without thinking twice

(He’s a short black kinda guy, btw)

((The only other things he will drink is water or green tea))

Going off that, his primary love language is acts of service

You will practically never brush your own hair again

He loves being able to take care of you in such a simple way

Does the same whenever you have muscle cramps

^^gives really good massages

He struggles giving words of affirmation, but Loves receiving them

If you’re not really amazingly good at reading people, you probably didn’t realise he was interested in you

There were no major indicators

Shocked EVERYONE except Shigure and Ayame when y’all got together

((the same thing happens when he proposes three and a half years later))

Hatori gets Real jealous when his two dumbasses start flirting with you

When he gets jealous, just,,, silently fumes

Grumpy grumpy man

Doesn’t blame you, of course

Just regrets ever befriending them

Speaking of, Shigure and Aya Love you

Or y’know, they love shit stirring Hatori and you’re the best way to do that

Only reads non-fiction

What a boring bitch

And if you didn’t already realise

If you want Hatori

You’re getting his adopted son (Momiji) too