#so i got no nap and had dinner late bc i practically ran out the door as soon as they left to go get a free icee

[rzngokukyo]

hi! i love your blog!! sorry if you're busy 👉👈 but could i make a request where mitsuri finds a girl (like 4 years younger when she became a pillar after a few months) and makes her a tsuguko and introduces her to the other pillars, then after a few years they developed feelings and haven't seen each other in so long bc of missions? reader also gets taller than mitsuri bc that would be so cute 🥺 thank you and have a good day!! ❤️❤️

WLW CONTENT THATS WHAT I LIKE TO SEE BABEY!!!

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You were absolutely filthy, covered in head to toe with bruises, blood, sweat and dirt. It was late at night as you were on your way home from a mission, a demon had caught you off guard.

“Tch!” you clicked your tonuge and ran, you were in no postion to defend yourself at the moment. You needed an opening.

Wildly looking everywhere you spotted an opening between some trees. ‘ Looks like an open field might be there.’ You thought to yourself. Making a sharp turn, you ran towards it. The demon that was chasing had suddenly sped up, noticing you were looking for a better stance.

Turning your head to gauge where the demon was, you didn’t expect it to be right on top of you. “ Fuck!” You yelled out as the monstrous creature toppled you over. It had one hand on your neck and the other high in the air, about to strike at your throat.

“Breath of Love: First Form!” Your eyes went wide as you spotted a blur of pink above the demon. “Shivers of Love!”

Everything moved in slow motion. You watched as the pink haired woman sliced the demons neck, its head rolling onto the ground a few feet away.

The woman knelt beside you, “Excuse me, are you alright? That demon looked like it could crush you!” You adjusted yourself, taking a good look at the person beside you. She had long pink braids with green tips, an S shaped sword. A light blush crept across your face as you looked her up and down. She was gorgeous.

“Y-yes. Thank you for helping me.” You tried to stand up but your right leg gave out. You yelped in pain and expected to hit the ground, but you opened your eyes as she caught you, letting your weak side rest against her frame.

“Woah now, don’t push yourself. I’ll help you to the nearest safe spot.”

The both of you walked together, wondering down a nearby path.

“Um, I never caught your name, are you with the Corps?”

“Yes!” She turned to look at you, excitment in her eyes. “ I’m Kanroji Mitsuri, the love pillar. Bice to meet you!”

Holy Shit, a pillar

“I’m y/n.. thank you again for taking the time to help.” You muttered, completely embarrassed a pillar of all people came to your rescue.

Once you reached the bottom of the path, you noticed a cabin there. Mitsuri knocked on the door and you were greeted by an older couple. “Don’t worry y/n, this is a safe place for the corps. We can rest here until morning.”

WE?

You felt your face get hot and felt a but nervous spending the night with a pillar but you didn’t protest, you were in some serious pain.

The older couple showed you both to a room but pulled you aside first, attending to your wounds. Not noticing her, Mitsuri watched from the doorway, making sure you would be completely okay.

You changed into new sleepwear as your uniforms got washed. Mitsuri laid out some sleeping bags while you two waited for food.

“It must be awkward sharing a room for the night with someone you don’t know.” She said out of nowhere. “I didn’t want to just leave you here after seeing your injuries, it’s always nice to have someone around ya know?”

You nodded in agreement. “It’s not that awkward I promise, it’s just a bit.. weird considering you’re a pillar.” Mitsuri tilted her head. “I-I mean not that it bothers me it’s just, you’re so much better than I am. Wouldn’t you rather just move on to your next place?” You placed a hand on the back of your neck and laughed nervously. Words were not your forte.

“I don’t think ranks mean anything once you’re done fighting for the night.”

The older woman brought in the food. There was a lot, bowls of rice and meat. Some soup sides, drinks. Your eyes widened at all of it. Mitsuri laughed.

“Eat whatever you like, I have a big appetite so there’ll be plenty more coming!” She dug right in and stuffed her face.

You couldn’t help but laugh, she was a messy eater.

Again she tilted her head. “Whsv fubbg?” She asked with her mouth full.

You laughed again and wiped her cheek. “You’ve got soy sauce all over yourself!”

“Mowe dow latef!”

There was a small pause followed by a burst of laughter from the both of you.

After dinner was done and you both settled into your sleeping bags there was another long pause.

“Hey y/n.. earlier you said I was better than you. What did you mean by that? Are you not comfortable in your swordsmanship?”

“Aha..” you turned away from Mitsuri. “I’ve been doubting myself a lot lately, I think I’m uncomfortable with the form I chose and want to switch but that means finding someone who’s willing to teach me.”

“Why don’t you become my tsuguko? I can teach you the Love Breath!”

You laid there stunned. “A-are you sure?”

“Of course! I’ve always wanted to pass down my knowledge!”

From then on, when Mitsuri wasn’t on a long pillar mission. You spent day in and day out training, making your body unlearn everything to make room for something new.

One day she introduced you to the other pillars. There was a huge dinner after a meeting and you got to meet another tsuguko. Her name was Kanao, she was really quiet but super nice.

As time went on the sessions lasted longer but were less frequent. Mitsuri was called out more often and suddenly so were you.

Days turned to weeks turned to a few months before you realized you hadn’t seen her. You could feel your heart hurting as you realized this was a new reality. As another month passed by without much contact with her you realized you had feelings for her. It pained you to be away from her for so long, you didn’t want to forget what she looked like,what she smelled like. You missed everything about her.

Waking up one morning you received a letter Mitsuri would be coming back go rest for a while at her home in the corps headquarters. You practically sprinted back to headquarters after your latest mission was complete. On the way to her home you stopped and picked up some ingredients to cook for her.

Outside her door you could see her crow taking a nap in the windowsill, her clothes were washed and hanging nearby to dry.

Suddenly your heart started to pound, you got nervous, palms starting to sweat. What if she doesn’t feel the same way about you? What if she found someone while out?

Before more questions can race through your mind, the door in front of you opened.

“Y/n!!” Mitsuri jumped onto you, diving face first onto your chest.

“Kanroji-san!” You wrapped your arms around her, pulling her in closer. “I’ve missed you so much.”

She rested her chin on your chest and looked up, causing you to look away blushing. “I’ve missed you too! Let’s go inside and catch up.” She looked you up and down. “It seems I’ve missed a lot seeing how much you’ve grown.”

She took your hand and pulled you inside, taking the ingredients off you and placing them on a nearby table. You walked into her kitchen, already familar with the layout of her home and started to boil water for tea.

Mitsuri placed some pillows and blankets on the floor, making lots of space for the two of you to sit and talk.

You sat down across from her, watching her every move.

“Y/n how tall are you now?” She raised an eyebrow.

“I think I’m 171cm now, it’s been a while since I’ve measured myself.” You laughed softly.

“You grew 4 inches in only a few months! Who’s been feeding you?” She grabbed onto your arm, feeling the upper muscles. “And your arms are so much more defined now! Oh geez I missed out on so much.”

Her voice seemed sad, you tried to look for answers in her eyes but she looked happy.

“I’ve only been taking care of myself, I did everything you’ve taught me. You have yourself to thank for how I turned out.” You patted her head.

A faint blush spread across the pillar’s face and she looked away. “Well I just want to make sure you’re doing okay without me, ya know? I.. care about you, a lot.”

Your body froze, you could feel the nervousness from before climb its way back through your body. Maybe you should tell her how you feel? Is now a good time?

The kettle screeching inturrupted your thoughts. “I’ll get it!” Mitsuri scrambled to get up.

“No no, you rest. I’ve got it.” You also got up, Mitsuri was too stubborn to say no so you both headed into the kitchen.

You both reached for the kettle at the same time, hands brushing against each others.

“U-uh I’ll get the cups.” You managed to squeak out before turning away quickly. You cupped your hands on your face and could feel the heat from your cheeks.

“Y/n? You okay?”

“Mhmm. Fine. I’m totally fine.”

You could feel Mitsuri press her hand on your back, “Why don’t we go sit down again, we’ll be more comfortable that way.” You trailed behind her as she led you back into her living room area.

She gently placed the kettle on a cloth after pouring you both a cup.

“So, meet anyone interesting while gone?” You asked, taking a sip.

“Hmm not really, I couldn’t stop thinking about you most of the time so it was hard meeting new people.”

You nearly spat out your tea.

“Uh huh.” You coughed, eyes watering a little. “Same here I uh guess. I was sad we couldn’t write each other more.”

“Me too! I found it hard having time to write, by the time I had a chance to sit down, I needed to use that time to recover.”

You both laughed a little.

“I missed having our sessions everyday. Even though I’m sure you want to rest, I hope you’ll watch over me the next couple days.” You smiled at her.

“Rest? Maybe a day or two but I want to spend all this time helping the both of us get better! It’ll be fun” she grabes your hands and held them.” I miss spending time with you, y/n. If I’m honest with myself.. I think I just miss you as a whole.”

That’s it, your entire face went red as you sat there speechless. “I-I umm,”

“It’s okay if you don’t feel the same! I just felt dishonest not telling you how I felt.” She squeezed your hands.

You looked at her eyes and could telk she wanted to say this for a while now. You pulled her a little closer, “Kanroji-san I feel the same way. Everyday we were apart I thought about only you, I missed the nights we’d train so hard we were too sore to make it back inside so we slept under the stars. I missed cooking with you, I missed you.”

“Oh y/n!!” She lept into your lap unexpectedly causing you to fall backwards. “ I love you!”

You both laughed as you held onto her. “I love you!” You said back, cupping her face and kissing her nose.

You both laid there all afternoon, letting your tea go cold. After a while Mitsuri fell asleep on your chest, one hand around you, the other tangled in your hair.

You kissed the top of her forehead and closed your eyes, waiting for tomorrow to come.

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Sorry for any spelling errors, I had to type this on my phone.

[ben-hargreeves-appreciation]

Fallin’ For Ya part one

~Ben Hargreeves songfic real quick but not really real quick bc this is part one, ill try and keep it short lol, also forgive the wack spacing i typed this on my phone~

My eyes fluttered open and I groaned, seven am was a terrible time to wake up on a Saturday, especially since my work opened at three pm. I covered my face with my blanket to try and go back to sleep but the heat started to get to me and I needed to get up. Being an early bird was fine most of the time, especially for school but on weekends when I could sleep in and I physically couldn't- those were the worst.

I figured I could make the best out of a slightly sour situation and decided to go to Griddy’s to get some coffee and pick up a few donuts for my best friend Klaus. I had met Klaus when we were eleven, my dad had taken me to the park and Klaus was having a mini panic attack on the slide. I helped him through it that caused him to cling to me for six years of my life, not that I was complaining. He was a great person, a little odd but nonetheless amazing. If I let him borrow my skirts and dresses in exchange for him lending me really cool leather jackets I knew weren't his. Despite him being practically attached to my side for six years I barely knew anything about him, let alone his last name.

I figured he was an only child with maybe one brother he stole jackets from that I could borrow. I found myself wondering about the complete mystery Klaus was as I pulled on shorts and a sweater, going outside to walk to the donut shop so near to my home. I was lost in thought and before I knew it, it was already twenty minutes and I was stepping into the cozy diner. One boy, probably around my age was seated on the other side of the counter, farthest away from the door. I figured he wanted to be left alone and took up the corner seat. A pretty blonde lady walked out and seemed confused it was just me.

“What’ll it be?” She asked. Klaus never really went for just one donut, he liked at least eight.

“Can I get a bakers dozen to go? Two of each plus an extra old fashion on the side, please.” I said, seeing six types of donuts and knowing Klaus liked em all. She gave me a look and nodded.

“That’ll be right out, coffee too?” She asked somewhat jokingly.

“Yes please, along with a sugar packet and milk.” I said easily. The kid down the way was staring at me and she quickly poured me a cup before leaving to get the donuts which made the kid walk over.

“So you're Klaus's errand girl, huh?” He asked somewhat rudely. I blinked at him, recently Klaus has been hanging around the wrong type.

“Klaus? What is that, german?” I questioned, playing dumb. He glared at me and watched me in silence. I added a bit of milk to cool down the scalding coffee then a quarter of the packet of sugar for taste.

“You aren't a fan of regular?” He asked, attempting to keep the conversation going despite that not being anything like how he was acting before. He just needed to know something about me.

“I like it but she makes it too hot for me to drink quickly.” I admitted, knowing it wasn't a secret and it didn't tie me to Klaus in any way. He changed his glare to a suspicious smirk that reminded me slightly of my best friend.

“So this Klaus, he sounds kinda cute.” I started, swirling the wooden stick that was in my mug. “Blonde hair, blue eyes, buff, tall. That's what germans look like, right?” I asked, knowing only tall was the only description that applied to Klaus. The kid looked sort of confused for half a second before shaking his head.

“No, my brother Klaus looks a lot like me, taller but still. My brother Luther would be more your type.” He said, taking a sip of his coffee. The lady, Angus came back out with the box and a plated old fashion.

“For you. I’ll see you later.” I said, placing a twenty on the table, covering his drink and leaving a decent tip. He gave me that smirk and put one hand up in goodbye, turning to his drink. I picked up the box and walked outside. I did not know Klaus had a brother. His attitude was just as odd as Klaus but in the opposite direction. I continued my walk home, that had killed forty minutes meaning combined with the walk home it would be almost nine by the time I got to my house. I got a good ways away from the dinner before I saw a payphone. I popped in and rang up Klaus. On the third ring he answered.

“Klaus, you didn't tell me you had two brothers!” I exclaimed as soon as his ‘hello’ met my ears.

“Yeah, just two. How’d you find out.” He said a bit hesitant. Did he have more than two?

“I met one of them at Griddy's when I was picking up some donuts for you. I didn't tell him I knew you but he seemed suspicious.” I said, turning around and fiddling with the wires.

“Probably Five then. I’ll meet you at the park in ten?” He asked easily, knowing which booth I was at.

“Got it, see you soon.” I said, hanging up the phone and stepping out. The kid was right in front of me, that smirk on his face. How the fuck did he know I was here?

“Calling my brother?” He asked. Fuck.

“You never gave me Luke-” “Luther” “Luther’s number. I was calling my dad.” I lied, wondering what his deal was exactly. There had to be a good reason Klaus didn't tell me about his siblings, right?

“You and your father are close then?” He pried, following me down the street.

“Not particularly, are you and your family close?” I asked, deciding to play along with his questions.

“I’m sort of the outsider. So no.” He said, his smirk still in place as he walked next to me. I nodded.

“That's fine. Any reason you're following me to my house?” I asked, wondering if I could lose him by the time I got to the park.

“Just wanna make sure you get home safely.” He said with a shrug. That's some of the fakest shit I’ve ever heard.

“Well how do I know you won't get home safely?” I asked, knowing I could probably beat up the kid.

“For starters I take boxing, you should check out the place.” He said with a smirk. He seemed too skinny and small to do a sport like boxing. Sure looks can be deceiving but it was unlikely.

“I’ll look into it. See you later.” I said, getting to the park and heading in, making sure to leave him. He stayed at the gate, a smirk on his face as he had his arms crossed. I practically ran to our spot, he had slowed me down greatly and I was now five minutes late and I felt pretty terrible. I got to our bench and saw Klaus casually taking a nap. When my footsteps reached his ears he lifted his sunglasses.

“I missed you.” He said in his typical greeting.

“I missed you too, sorry I’m late but your brother was following me.” I said, setting the box on his lap and shifting his shoulders so I was sitting down with his head on my lap. He opened the box and pulled out a pink donut with thousands of sprinkles on it. Just looking at it made me wonder how he was my best friend.

“So Five and Diego?” He asked. He had three brothers. What the fuck?

“No, Luther. Why didn't you tell me about them?” I complained, braiding his hair as he ate. He seemed a bit nervous.

“I don't really get things to myself at my house, having so many siblings.” He said, playing with the donut in his hand.

“How many? You said siblings as if you don't have only brothers. I got out, slightly exasperated at his state of thinking.

“Six. Four boys two girls.” He said, taking a big bite of his donut to keep him busy.

“I would have guessed seven. You always have me get you eight donuts and you aren't a fan of your dad but I know you like your mom so you would get her one too, right?” I rambled.

“My mom can't eat donuts, Diego splits his with her but she never eats them. The last one is for Pogo, a uh, family friend.” I nodded, it wasn't like I would be best friends with ‘Five’ and if his other siblings were anything like him I probably wouldn't be able to be friends with him.

“I work tonight if you wanna go out to eat. Discounts for days, baby.”

[softmakoharus]

makoharu story - letters for makoto

imagine makoto waking up after a long nap, having been exhausted from getting his things ready for the move to tokyo. he goes downstairs and tells his mom he's surprised ran and ren didn't wake him. she laughs and says that's because she sent them over to go play with haru. m: ehh?? haru's also busy! don't let the twins bother him! mrs. t: it's good practice for when he has his own kids, right? m: you don't know that he wants kids. mrs. t: well, you want kids, don't you? m: ah-- i haven't-- i mean-- wait, what does that even have to do with anything?! makoto sighs and heads over to rescue haru. when he walks in, he's relieved to see them all at the table coloring pictures. makoto apologizes, but haru says the twins are well-behaved so it's fine; it was just hard deciding what to do bc makoto usually comes up with the ideas. in the end, haru suggested that they write letters to makoto, encouraging things to help with the transition of starting a new school in a new city. ran and ren excitedly hand over their letters, sealed up in envelopes, and tell him he can't open them until he gets to tokyo. ren: haru-chan too! h: *sighs* they made me write one. haru looks to the side, embarrassed, and hands over the envelope. makoto smiles but tries not to get his hopes up; he's sure that haru just wrote things like "makoto, do your best" and "make sure you eat properly."

makoto apologizes again for their intrusion and says it's time to go home and stop bothering haru. ran: but haru-chan should get used to kids. someday he'll have kids of his own! m: not necessarily... ran: but you want kids, don't you? m: why do people keep asking that?! when makoto gets home, he puts the letters in his backpack where he won't forget them. the next week, he and haru take the train for their final commute to tokyo. they arrive in time for a late dinner, so they agree to grab a quick meal and have haru stay the night at makoto's. they're both worn out by the time they arrive at the apartment. they get ready for sleep, and haru crawls into the futon makoto got ready for him as soon as he can. before makoto gets into his own bed, he remembers the letters and grabs them out of his backpack before lying down. h: you're reading those now? m: ah, i can't wait any longer. did ran and ren show you theirs? h: no. m: want me to read them aloud? h: i'm trying to sleep. haru shuts his eyes and hopes he'll fall asleep so he won't have to fake it when makoto gets to the letter he wrote. first, makoto starts with ran's. it's very uplifting, and makoto is always impressed by how strong she is. she says that makoto taught her and ren a lot, but now it's time for him to teach other kids. it won't be easy, but he can do it bc he's so nice and smart and hardworking. she talks about visiting makoto and haru in tokyo; it's very sweet, and he smiles at every word. but when he gets to the end, he almost starts crying. ran says they will both have to stay busy so they don't miss each other too much. she just hopes he's not too busy to call. managing to hold back his tears, and resisting the urge to call ran right away, makoto moves on to ren's letter. ren says he doesn't know what to write. when he asked haru, he said to listen to his heart, but his heart just tells him how sad he is that makoto's leaving. it breaks his heart, but makoto loves the honesty. even though ren was asked to give encouraging words, he can't help but list every single thing he'll miss about makoto. he concludes by saying "i love you" three times, and makoto just wants to get on the train back to iwatobi. makoto sniffles and wipes the tears from his eyes before they can fall. he sets the twins' letters aside and gently unfolds haru's. in the margins of the page, haru doodled cute little drawings of iwatobi-chan, flowers, and fish, probably while he was thinking what to write. and makoto's amazed by how much haru did write. his handwriting is neat, small, almost like he's whispering, or maybe trying to hide the words, hoping they'll get lost in the page. but makoto sees them clearly. "makoto, do your best," he starts. makoto laughs; as expected from haru. "your decision to go to tokyo was... well, to do that took confidence. your belief in yourself is there, whether you recognize it or not. and that's what will help you succeed. when you start to worry and feel unsure, just remember you've already taken that first step. “and watching you do that helped me move forward, too. thank you for letting me be here with you. we've been walking the path to our futures together our whole lives. i never really thought about the path diverging, but that will be inevitable as we work to achieve our goals. "but those two paths will run alongside each other until they meet again. and we won't ever be that far apart. no matter how separated they become, we'll be side by side, like it's always been. just reach out and i'll be there. “also please remember to eat properly." the letter burns and throbs with the heat of haru's unguarded heart, but makoto holds on to it tightly. he bites his lower lip to keep it from trembling as the tears slide down his face. haru turns away, pretending to be asleep in a futile effort to hide his embarrassment. m: haru? haru flinches at the sound of makoto's wavering voice. if he had known makoto would read the letter in front of him, he never would have written those things. oddly, though, he doesn't regret it. m: you said the words i needed to hear the most. so thank you, haru-chan. haru turns to look at him, blanket pulled up past his nose, leaving just his eyes to peek out. it wasn't just makoto who needed to hear those words; writing them was reassurance for himself, too. he gives a small nod, and makoto's smile lets him know his feelings are understood. before haru can stop him, makoto slides off his bed and joins him under the duvet. h: oi, what are you doing? m: staying as close to you as i can while i have the chance. haru feels his entire face get hot and sits up, reaching over to grab makoto's pillow off his bed. he hurls it at makoto before lying back down and facing the opposite way. h: at least use your own pillow. makoto laughs and puts it behind his head, his heart bursting with love for haru. he turns to him, reaching out to lightly grasp the back of his shirt. haru smiles immediately. he knows that makoto holding on to him like this brings him comfort and security. it makes haru feel at peace, too. but even without that touch, he can feel makoto's presence; it's warm and safe and filled with love. it's an ability he'll always cherish. makoto and haru both fear losing each other so much that it's silly to even think it would ever be possible, as though either of them would allow that to happen. they truly are connected, by heart and mind and soul, and those ties are too strong to be severed. original tweet here