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queenofanime · 8 months
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Safe space for people like me or whoever.
Please Reblog is Your Blog is Safe for Non-Binary People.
If my mutuals can’t rb this then we can’t be mutuals
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queenofanime · 9 months
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Drawing inspired by the story of Dr. Carl Tanzler, a man who fell in love with his dying patient, Maria Elena.
Even after her death, Tanzler kept Elena in his house, and was only caught after a neighbour saw him dancing with the corpse.
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queenofanime · 11 months
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Matching Tattoos
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"You know I can see you, right?" The girl, who until now was strolling through the dark alleys, stopped. Her question was met with silence, with complete stillness. Y/n just wanted to get home, but she knew that as soon as her back was turned, the person walking behind her would follow.  
"Just come out already. I really don't have time for this." Irritation laced her words... honesty too. She truly didn't have the time nor the patience for this. Y/n had lied before though, for she couldn't actually see the person. She could only assume it was a man. Living in the red light district had changed her perception of life, of love. She was cynical and street smart. By now, she had heard too many stories of raped women, too many horrors happening a couple of blocks away from her flat. She had experienced quite a few scares herself. 
Despite her efforts, nobody answered. 
At the other end, Gyutaro felt conflicted. The demon had gone out to town, trying to find a meal. His standards were never high, therefore, when he saw a bunch of middle aged hags, he was ready to devour at least two, but then he got distracted by the commotion from across the street. 
Apparently a woman had trespassed into Triple Thread territory, and was now having a hard time getting out of trouble. 'The Triple Thread' were nothing but a bunch of low-level thugs. However, over the years they had become quite the gang. Nowadays, they basically ruled part of the district and controlled more than half of the whore houses.
Three of them had corner the young girl, who he, was currently trailing. Gyutaro hadn't thought much of it at first, but when the men got their asses kicked and send to the hospital, he became intrigued.
Looking back, he should have just minded his business and try to eat someone, instead of trailing the poor girl, who seem to have an attitude and was now asking questions... questions he wasn't ready to answer.
He wasn't used to being noticed. And if he were to step into the light, she would probably faint.
Maybe he should just eat her. 
"Okay, you clearly are taking your sweet time so I'm coming over." Y/n's voice and the fact that she was closing in, brought the demon back to reality. However he couldn't move, his feet were completely glued to the ground. Maybe he wanted to see the girl's reaction and entertain his sadistic side. Or maybe he simply was a full-on masochist and wanted to damage his self-esteem even further. Maybe he just wanted to hear more of the girl's voice, even if it meant hearing insults and hurtful words. Whatever the reason may be, he didn't move, he didn't hide, no... Gyutaro just waited patiently for his arm to be yanked into the light. 
Yet the moment never came. Gyutaro most certainty was not yanked by the arm as he had mentally script. No, no, he was yanked from his ear. The nails from the girl painfully pinching at the tender skin, almost drawing blood. 
An audible yell escaped the demon as his thoughts ran wild. 'Did this human just had the audacity to do something as stupid as this!?'
Unpleasantly, Gyutaro was thrown just below the lamp-post, the only lamp-post within 5 blocks. 
Recovering from the shock and the slamming of his spine against the metal tube, Gyutaro's eyes glanced upwards in rage. "You BITCH! What the hell was th-"Kill me now, because I'm done saving myself." 
The interruption of the girl quickly had the demon shutting up; his mismatched eyes staring in disbelief. In return, the girl's gaze looked back at him. Not a single hint of fear or disgust could be seen through her orbs, just boredom and completely unimpressed. As if seeing a demon was a daily occurrence. 'Just another Tuesday for this asshole', thought the male. 
Somehow the night seemed darker than usual. Small droplets had started to appear, littering the street. Soon, the sound of rain was the only thing that could be heard. 
Gyutaro took the moment to actually analyze the girl's features. She was quite pretty, but it was an unconventional pretty. She had a knife-cut scar gracing her left cheek. Unlike Daki, her nose wasn't a round perfect button shape. Her hair was messy, her eyebrows were bushy and edgy. And her makeup wasn't the usual pastel colors that girls loved to wear. Maybe unconventional pretty wasn't the right description. The girl was harsh pretty... warrior pretty pretty. 
"Are you going to kill me?" 
"I'm not sure yet."
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"Quit watching me." 
"Did you do something different with your hair?"
"No."
To put it shortly, Gyutaro didn't kill Y/n, he couldn't bring himself to do it. Instead, he became a guardian demon angel of some sort. He knew Y/n could handle herself, as she had demonstrated weeks prior. Still, he felt useful watching over her. Both parties had come to some sort of mutual silent agreement, allowing Gyutaro to crash in Y/n's flat, as he was doing tonight. 
"I really think you did something with your hair."
"I didn't! Cut it out!" 
The girl decided to stop asking, as she had clearly irritated the demon, but her staring didn't weaver. Annoyed and self-conscious, Gyutaro shot Y/n a menacing glare, however she seemed unaffected by it. 
"Where did you get your spots done? Which artist was it?"
"What?" 
Y/n's question had genuinely confused the man. What did she mean by artist? Did Y/n actually think his ugly birthmarks were made with ink? Gyutaro hated everything about himself. He hated his face, his body-shape, he even hated his attitude. But... if there was one thing he hated above all else, were those ugly dark spots which adorned his body in the most horrible way possible. He hated them the most because they were a constant remainder of the lack of love his mother had had for him. 
"Woah, you really are dumber than I thought." The words slide from his mouth harsher than ever before. For the first time Y/n was taken aback. For the first time, she actually felt cold sweat run down the back of her neck, fearing what the demon would do. 
"I-I j-just- "You really think I'd litter my face like this, by choice?"
Before Y/n could say something else, a giggle escaped the green-ish creature. A giggle that soon turned into a psychotic laughing fit. The girl could only watch in horror as the demon, with its nails, scratched and teard at its skin, drawing red blood lines.
The flame from the alcohol lamp flickered with the wind. Y/n prayed the only source of light wouldn't go out, leaving her defenceless. 
"My mother tried to kill me several times before I was born. She ended up dying of syphilis, the hateful bitch." 
In reality, Gutaro didn't know why he was sharing. His tongue was faster than his head, which was a very rare occurrence. Trauma dumping the woman in front of him was a test. Just like the night he met her, Gyutaro wanted to see what she was made of. What unexpected reaction she would come up with next.  
The girl was at a loss of words, now understanding it was likely that Gyutaro suffered from congenital syphilis. She wanted to say 'sorry' but that seemed superficial. Sometimes words aren't enough, but actions were. 
Without looking at the demon, Y/n's hand slowly reached out for the small nightstand. Gyutaro watched her intensely, knowing for sure a woman like her would have a blade or some kind of weapon hidden. However, Y/n had something else in mind. Seeing as the demon hadn't move from his spot and wasn't trying to stop her, Y/n pulled out a paper rice sheet, an ink pen, and a needle. That certainly got Gyutaro's attention. 
The night was cold. Shadows danced across the room, casting an ethereal glow upon the worn furniture and faded walls.
Y/n approached the boy cautiously. Her steps measured and deliberate towards the skinny boy, who still looked angry and distrustful. She understood the depths of his longing, his hunger for affection, yet she knew all too well the fortress of distrust he had built around himself. But she was determined to bridge the gap, to breach the walls that confined him. Slightly gulping, Y/n closed the gap between the two of them until they were just a few inches apart. 
With gentle grace, she extended her trembling hand, her fingertips craving the warmth of human connection. She closed in slowly, mindful of every fragile moment that passed. Her touch was like a whisper, delicate and tender, a beacon of solace in a world that had shown him little to no kindness. 
Y/n didn't think her next action through. If she did, she would probably have never done it. She reached and delicately traced her fingers across the black spots covering his left prominent hip-bone. This time, it was Gyutaro who gulped, feeling the chill of her freezing hand. 
Since he didn't move, Y/n took the opportunity to take out the sheet of paper and the ink pen. Gyutaro's yellow eyes widen, gleamed with an otherworldly glow, reflecting the untamed curiosity that coursed through his veins. The girl, with full-on concentration, covered his hipbone with the paper. And with the pen, started tracing the birthmark's shape. 
Once she was done, Y/n removed the paper and set it aside. 
She then proceeded to undress herself, shocking the demon (even further). And soon, Y/n was left in her undergarments, exposing her own hipbone. 
Slowly but surely Gyutaro started to understand... understand her, and he couldn't help but feel a tug within his heart (if he had one).
The air was thick with a sense of determination as she prepared to embark on whatever journey this was. With trembling hands, she carefully grabbed the needle, that until now had been forgotten and started burning it with the flame. Once the tip was dark, bordering black, Y/n removed the insignificant metal item, recovered the paper, and placed it over her own skin. 
Part of him wanted to stop her, wanted to tell her not to ruin her own perfectly soft skin, but Gyutaro has always been selfish. So he didn't. 
Y/n had a million thoughts running though her head: 'Was it safe?' 'Should she do it?' 'Was it too late to turn back?' 'Was it going to hurt?' 
No it wasn't safe. She shouldn't do it. It wasn't too late. Yes, it was going to hurt. But she had made up her mind. She wasn't going to back down from a promise, a promise of a better, honest world. 
Despite knowing that this act would forever mark her skin, Y/n took the needle and grazed her flesh. It burned. A searing pain jolted through the girl's body. Pain the demon could see through her eyes. The smell was probably the worse. 
Wherever the needle grazed, splatters of blood followed. Instinctively Y/n wanted to pull away, but the logic within her wanted to get this over done quickly. 
Y/n spent over an hour carefully filling in the area while Gyutaro just watched, mesmerised. 
When she was finally done, the burned birthmark took and ugly red-brown color. The angry blood lines starting to dry up. 
Despite the painful experience, Y/n was satisfied with herself. 
Finally she looked up towards the demon, acknowledging him with a cheerful smile. 
"See, now we match..." 
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queenofanime · 1 year
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Could you do Masrur, kouha being dads to girls. Please?
Hi!! I'm so sorry I took so long. Christmas was crazy (too many family dinners that I did not enjoy).
Masrur and Kohua with their daughters
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So we know Masrur already has a daughter called Sadi. At first, he was afraid of having daughters. Masrur even states that he can't do delicate things, so he's afraid of braiding hair, clothing, and feeding.
 He tries, he really really tries. (Seen Brooklyn-99? Terry building the princess castle? Yeah, that's Masrur. He just doesn't ask for help or yell. The suffering is internal).
Most of his father's references actually trace back to Ja'far. He teaches his daughters to read and write (even though he hates it himself). And while he is not great with the sword, he teaches them a few moves for self-defense.
His communication skills might be lacking, but his observational ones aren't. He knows when his daughters are down and he knows how to cheer them up. (He probably suggests hunting or sparring).
Sometimes a little overprotective but at the same time, Masrur knows children will be children.
Takes their daughters to the Dark Continent.
Masrur and Hinahoho have a lot of playdates since Fanalis and Imuchakk are known for their strength. Other 'normal' children always seem to leave crying. 
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Bless whoever dates/marries Kouha's daughter because he will not have mercy on their soul.
For his daughter's third birthday, he gave her an axe (what kind of woman doesn't have an axe?). Told her she could decapitate anyone she desired (everyone told him 'no').
Unlike Masrur, Kouha will spoil his daughter rotten, he hates saying no. And hates grounding her. Deep down, he knows he needs to discipline her and can't let his daughter get away with everything.
While he loves fighting, he teaches his daughter how to dress with class, how to style her hair, and how to always be 'good looking'. He loves Koumei, he just doesn't want his daughter to pick up his brother's bad habits.
One thing Kouha is set on teaching his daughter is to always protect the weak and the outcasts. 
His daughter is way too smart for her one good. She ends up causing trouble and quite the commotion everywhere she goes. (Always make an entrance: Life lessons from her Kouha himself)
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queenofanime · 1 year
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Can you do kouha ren headcanons with his wife but she’s pregnant
Why of course I can! (Secretly one of my favorite characters. LOVE that little psycho)
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Kouha Ren x pregnant wife reader
Kouha has always been and will always be protective. He was protective of his mother, of his outcasts, of his brothers and sisters, so it's only obvious that he will be protective of you. 
Honestly, I don't believe the pregnancy was planned. Kouha wasn't trying to prevent it, but he definitely wasn't trying to conceive either. 
After he finds out about it, he doesn't react the way you would have hoped. In fact, he doesn't react at all. The old Kouha would have probably been ecstatic and excited. Now, he feels detached from the situation. 
His aloofness makes you wonder if he has lost interest in you (believe me, that is far from the truth). That man adores you! He loves you all the way to the moon and back. It's just that sometimes his head can get in the way.
After everything that happened. Hakuryuu, the betrayals, the execution, Kou, Sinbad. His faith has taken the hit. He feels a bit of a failure, and he doesn't want to keep failing, failing you.   
You'll have to confront him about it. And save the poor guy from his own demons. 
Throughout the whole pregnancy, Kouha will be leaning on you more than he should, but I mean, you did marry a toddler. 
Once your belly starts showing, the reality sinks in, and the emotion in his eyes will return. He already treated you as royalty (technically, you are), but as the months progress, Kouha will treat you like porcelain. 
Kouha never thought about all the things that could go wrong in a pregnancy. Therefore, he is visibly distressed when you're in pain but he makes up for it. The best at cuddles and comfort. Him, talking about everything and nothing, helped you get distracted.
Won't ever say what gender he wants out loud, but he secretly wants a girl. He would spoil her rotten (lucky thing). He even came up with the nickname 'pineapples' and has his heart set on calling his daughter that. 
Very goofy when he feels the baby's kicks. Can't stop looking at his hand all day, reliving the sensation.
The doctor said the baby would arrive on April 29. That gave Kouha a chance to organize his thoughts and have time to prepare. That plan, however, goes out the window when you go into labor at 26 weeks. 
Kouha will never forget your scared expression. When the baby is born, it is so small and fragile that the doctor tells you not to keep your hopes up. Premature babies rarely survive. Your spirit might be shattered, but Kouha isn't giving up on his child. Truth be told, pineapples survives. (That's not how you name your child, don't worry)
After the scare, Kouha will never be seen without his daughter/son.   
We all know he loves fashion, meaning he chooses the clothes, you don't. Also braids hair so don't worry if you suck at it.
Overall, he becomes a more attentive husband and dad (something you didn't know was possible). He always tries to make you smile. 
You know you marry one of the good ones.
Hope this is okay. I really enjoyed writing it!
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queenofanime · 1 year
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Cowboy Bebop
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Vicious reacting to falling in love
Let's be honest, when he first met you, it wasn't love at first sight. 
He doesn't believe in that, and even if he did, a long time ago, he got his heart broken because of it.
But one thing, he does notice, are your tenacity and persistence because somehow, you crawled your way into his heart.
If you do catch his attention, you're strong and witty. 
And if your personality is bubbly combined with sarcasm, then he actually starts to pay attention. 
Because of his past relationship, I feel Vicious would go for someone who's younger, a tomboy, and someone who's more childish and free. 
 For the relationship to start, you are going to make the first move. Even then, the man will reject you. 
Thus the chase begins. 
Frankly, Vicious doesn't get what you see in him. Deep down, he knows he's a hard pill to swallow and if you do become something, he'll let you down. 
He is an ambitious man, who doesn't care about killing and always gets what he wants. 
Everyone who knows you're in love tries to convince you otherwise. And while everyone might see his personality traits as negatives, you actually admire them. 
Whenever you strike up a conversation, he is cold and indifferent, but deep down, both of you know he's actually listening.  
To Vicious, Julia is an ex-lover; to Spike, she is a soulmate. So when you do enter into Vicious life, he desperately hopes you are his soulmate.     
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queenofanime · 1 year
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could like make a second part to the horse dude/beastars x fix reader PLSSSSSSSSSS idk do whatever you want just please make a pt2
Yafya x fox reader
Part 1
One could take all the preventions in this world, be cautious all you want but another animal isn't… and you get all caught up in their mess. There is also such a thing as bad luck and a bike accident was just such a thing. It happened so fast, Y/n wasn't able to react to it.
**** The moment the bike hit the concrete wall, I assumed I was dead. The bicycle had flipped so many times that I had become disorientated. I kept waking up, only to become unconscious again. I preferred to be unconscious rather than awake. Because when I was awake I could taste the coppery blood pooling in my mouth. I could feel it grazing my teeth and soaking my tongue. I felt the aching and cracks in my bones. Each crack felt like rocks were burrowing into my skin. I sucked in cramped air, feeling my lungs caving in on themselves. I could hear the sound. It was a noise, mangled metal. I saw the spots in the corners of my vision. Then came a blue flicker, the sound of sirens in the distance.
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To say Yafya was panicking, was an understatement. The horse swallowed hard, trying to keep the stoic expression he was known to wear. But from the corner of his eye, Gosha could tell his friend was scared. He was scared of losing someone who had crawled their way into his heart unexpectedly. The ride to the hospital was rather quiet; time seemed to pass in slow motion. Yafya decided to keep his eyes on the road, keeping himself from spiraling. 'What if the last thing he sees is your lifeless body, rotting away in a hospital bed?' 'What if you died, without ever knowing how much he loved you and how you are worthy?' 'What if you leave this world feeling underappreciated, filled with bitterness about all the animals (including him) that took you for granted?' It was clear that the view wasn't helping him at all with his thoughts.
**** Once the nurse greeted them and explained the accident, she let the visitors through Y/N's room, where the little fox was resting. Louis and Legoshi felt bad when they saw Y/N. After their unexpected visit a few months ago, they had become quite close, since there wasn't a big age difference. Haru had also been introduced to Y/N and had hit it off immediately. After a couple of minutes, the only one present was Yafya.
**** It hadn't been long since the accident, and as my aburn eyes open slowly, adjusting to the light of the room, I remembered my near-death experience vividly. I didn't exactly know where I was but from the cold metal bed rails, the soft pillows, and the scent of get-well flowers, I could guess it was a hospital. But what really got my attention was the soft snoring sounds that came from below. Slowly, I turned my gaze to the sleeping horse, sitting next to me on the floor, his hand holding my own. Looking at him, Yafya's pose didn't seem at all comfortable. Despite his young appearance, Yafaya was already in his 50s and it made me worry that his body could possibly hurt later on. Subconsciously, my small hand started caressing his much bigger one. His hand was rough, his nails shorter than mine, but I couldn't care less. My eyes traced over his facial features; loose strands of his black crest falling, covering his eyes. Though my scouting came to an end when the sound of the door opening interrupted my concentration. Panicking, I closed my eyes, pretending to be asleep. The doctor and nurse stepped into the room, waking Yafya in the process. I kept my eyes close. Attentively, I listened to the doctor and the old herbivore talking about me. After asking about personal information and things such as insurance, the nurse replaced my serum and both left the room again. I could feel Yafya's intense gaze on me, but my eyes were kept shut. After a couple of silent seconds, I heard a chair being dragged across the floor, shuffling, and silence again. I tried my best to keep my cover and act unconscious as best as I could. My curiosity slowly betraying me. "I like you," he finally said. "No, I'm not expecting a reaction, I'm just stating the fact that I like you. I've been in major denial for months now, denying these feelings inside my heart but I'm done. I like you. There… it's out in the world." Yafya took a deep breath before continuing, "I like you, and if you don't feel the same, that is okay too. I'm not expecting you to like me back, no one ever does." And I could only wonder how the hell someone could see his face, hear his thoughts, and look at his smile, but not fall in love with him.
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queenofanime · 1 year
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Don’t you wish the world would be a little bit more colorful and chaotic?
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queenofanime · 1 year
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MASTERLIST
Haikyuu
Karasuno
Daichi Sawamura / Kōshi Sugawara / Asahi Azumane / Yū Nishinoya / Ryunosuke Tanaka / Chikara Enoshita / Hisashi Kinoshita / Kazuhito Narita / Tobio Kageyama / Shoyo Hinata / Kei Tsukishima / Tadashi Yamaguchi / Keishin Ukai / Ittetsu Takeda / Kiyoko Shimizu / Hitoka Yachi
Nekoma
Tetsuro Kuroo / Nobuyuki Kai / Morisuke Yaku / Taketora Yamamoto / Kenma Kozume / Levi Haiba / Shohei Fukunaga
Inarizaki High
Shinsuke Kita /Aran Ojiro / Atsumu Miya / Rintaro Suna / Osamu Miya
Aoba Johsai
Toru Oikawa / Issei Matsukawa / Hajime Iwaizumi / Takahiro Hanamaki / Yutaro Kindaichi / Akira Kunimi / Kentaro Kyotani
Shiratorizawa Academy
Wakatoshi Ushijima / Eita Semi / Reon Ohira / Satori Tendo / Tsutomu Goshiki / Kenjiro Shirabu
Fukurodani Academy
Kotaro Bokuto / Keiji Akaashi / Yamato Sarukui / Akinori Konoha
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Beastars
Main Characters
Legoshi / Louis / Haru
Shishigumi
Melon / Ibuki / Free / Agata / Dolph / Jinma / Hino / Miguel / Sabu / Dope
Drama Club
Pina / Juno / Billy / Aoba / Tao / Ellen / Shelia / Riz
701 Boys
Collot / Jack / Voss / Durham / Miguno
Black Market and others
Gosha / Yafya / Gohin / Rokume / Kyuu / San / Seven / Ogma / Cosmo
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My Hero Academia
Heroes 
Hawks / Mirko / Aizawa / Endeavor / All Might / Present Mic / Midnight / Vlad King / Gang Orca / Mandalay / Fat Gum / Mrs. Joke
Villians
Shigaraki Tomura / Dabi / Toga / Twice / Stain / Kurogiri / Giran / Mr. Compress / Overhaul / Lady Nagant
Class 1A
Momo Yaoyorozu / Shoto Todoroki / Katsuki Bakugo / Tenya Ida / Fumikage Tokoyami / Mezo Shoji / Mashirao Ojiro / Eijiro Kirishima / Yuga Aoyama / Mina Ashido / Tsuyu Asui / Ochaco Uraraka / Denki Kaminari / Koji Koda / Rikido Sato / kyoka Jiro / Hanta Sero / Toru Hagakure / Izuku Midoriya / Minoru Mineta / Hitoshi Shinsou / Hatsume Mei (don't ask why she's here)
Class 1B
Itsuka Kendo / Tetsutetsu Tetsutetsu / Juzo Honenuki / Neito Monoma / Shihai Kuroiro / Yosetsu Awase / Sen Kaibara / Togaru Kamakiri / Yui Kodai / Kinoko Komori / Ibara Shiozaki / Jurota Shishida / Nirengeki Shoda / Pony Tsunotori / Kosei Tsuburaba / Setsuna Tokage / Manga Fukidashi / Kojiro Bondo / Reiko Yanagi / Hiryu Rin
The Big Three
Tamaki Amajiki / Mirio Togata / Nejire Hado
Shiketsu High School
Inasa Yoarashi / Seiji Shishikura / Camie Utsushimi
Ketsubustu Academy High School
Yo Shindo
Isamu Academy High School
Romero Fujimi / Habuku Mongoose / Kashiko Sekigai
Citizens and others
Rody Soul / Melissa Shield / David Shield / Natsuo Todoroki / Fuyumi Todoroki / Eri (platonic) / Kota (platonic)
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Magi 
Main Characters
Aladdin / Ali Baba / Morgiana / Hakuryuu Ren
Kou Empire
Kouen Ren / Koumei Ren / Kohua Ren / Hakuei Ren / Kougyoku Ren / Judar / Koubun Ka
Reim Empire
Muu Alexius / Myron Alexius / Lo'lo / Yaqut / Titus Alexius
Sindria 
Sinbad / Ja'far / Masrur / Hinahoho / Yamraiha / Sharrkan / Drakon / Pisti / Spartos / Yunan
Magnostadt
Myers / Doron / Sphintus Carmen / Marga (platonic)
AOS and others
Cassim / Serendine / Barbarossa / Mystras / Pipirika / Rurumu / Fatima / Takeruhiko / Vittel
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Demon Slayer
Slayers
Tanjiro Kamado / Zenitsu Agatsuma / Inosuke Hashibira / Nezuko Kamado / Genya Shinazugawa / Kanao Tsuyuri / Senjuro Rengoku / Aoi Kanzaki
Hashira
Giyu Tomioka / Mitsuri Kanroji / Obanai Iguro / Sanemi Shinazugawa / Gyomei Himejima / Muichiro Tokito / Shinobu Kocho / Tengen Uzui + wives / Kyojuro Rengoku / Kagaya Ubuyashiki + family
Demons
Kokushibo / Douma / Akaza / Nakime / Kaigaku / Daki / Gyutaro / Tamayo / Yushiro / Muzan Kibutsuji
Swordsmiths
Hotaru Haganezuka
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Attack on Titan
Marley
Zeke Yeager / Reiner Braun / Porco Galliard / Pieck Finger / Gabi Braun / Falco Grice / Colt Grice / Annie Leonhart  / Yelena / Onyankopon / Niccolo / Bertholdt Hoover
Paradis
Eren Yeager / Armin Arlert / Mikasa Ackerman / Jean Kirschtein / Connie Springer / Sasha Braus / Hange Zoe / Levi Ackerman / Floch Forster / Historia Reiss / Marco Bott / Hitch Dreyse
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Great Pretender
Makoto Edamura / Abigail Jones / Laurent Thierry / Cynthia Moore / Dorothy / Seiji Ozaki / Clark Ibrahim / Thomas Meyer
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Cowboy Bebop
Spike Spiegel / Jet Black / Vicious / Faye Valentine / Julia / Grencia Mars / Andy / Electra / Vincent Volaju / Ed (platonic)
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This will be the fandoms and characters I'll be writing for. Updates don't happen often but I'll try my best :)
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queenofanime · 2 years
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Deadly Sins (Sinbad x Reader)
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"Your father would be disappointed". 
The man before you stopped dead in his tracks. Body stiffening and eyes widening from the audacity he had just heard. 
By now, Sinbad's golden hues were filled with hate, anger boiling up quickly. How could you, Y/n, his soulmate, who he supposably loves, say such a thing? 
Outside, the night was dark, with the moon barley making an appereance. Many clouds blocking the few stars that radiated some sort of light. The wind made itself present with the ruffuling of the trees. Despite the cold weather, you felt hot, Sinbad's eyes piercing through your soul. And while the look on the man, you thought you knew, was slowly killing you, you didn't regret a single word.
You knew Sinbad since he was just a 16 year old dork, who told stories about his adventures in the colosseum, in the most cheesy way possible you may add. You knew him as the guy who was thrown off a cliff naked, alongside Ja’Far and Mystras. You did not know, however, the guy who sacrificed Serendine so he could get Zepar, nor did you know the man standing in front of you. ‘Cause he was not your Sinbad. 
Lost in your train of thought, you did not notice the man walking towards you and closing the distance gap. Only when he leaned in and your skin felt his breath, did you realize of the dangerous situation you had gotten yourself into. 
“I dare you to say that again”. 
Just as you had anticipated, his voice was harsh and low, sending shivers down your spine. You did not waver though…because you meant every single thing. 
“I know you Sinbad. I damn well know who I fell for and you are not that person. I know your father was kind and simple and I sure as hell know your mother didn’t raise you to be a manipulative bitch! So yeah, both would be disappointed”.
Sinbad scowl just deepened but it soon turned to a laughing fit, a psychotic laughing fit. You could only watch and swallow hard for this being the first time you ever witness said reaction. Sinbad would have never thrown his hand at you or hurt you in any way, now you weren’t so sure. 
His laughter soon ceased to exist. 
“I created an utopia! I’ve made the world’s economy grow! I hAVe cReaTED PEACE! I’VE Made tHe WORLD A BETTER PLACE! And YOU DarE—But at what cost?!”
Your sudden outburst took the formerly known King of Sindria by surprise. You always did know how to go toe-to-toe with him. 
“At what cost?” You ask again. And while you don’t notice it, Sinbad sees the tears running down your face hysterically. “You lied to your friends and used them as pawns, you attacked the Kou, manipulated Aladdin, Ali Baba, Kougyoku, and countless others. Yamato Takeruhiko, Ren Hakuryuu, and Nerva Julius are in a wanted list?! Look around you, there’s nothing left.” By now, your crying your eyes out and you hated yourself for it. Allowing someone to see you in this vulnerable state was despiteful. Taking a small breath, you decided to appeal to the logical side of your brain. “You’ve abandoned the people you swore to protect, and yes, you created an utopia, but when things are too good to be true…is because they are.” 
Your mother always told you to keep your chin high and you were not gonna disappoint her now. With redden eyes you looked up at the man who had broken your heart.A small part of you wished that he would reflect on what you’ve said, but it was wishful naive thinking. Sinbad’s eyes were void of emotion.
With shaky breaths you continued. “But above all the horrible things you’ve done, I never thought you would do the thing I feared the most.” “Yeah, and what is that?” 
You looked at Sinbad one last time while you backed away towards the door. 
“You stopped loving me.” 
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Yafya x fox reader
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By request here is Part 2
I had gotten out of bed joyfully. Today was my first day of university, and while I did feel nervousness bubbling underneath the surface, I couldn't deny the smile creeping in. Even in a society where prey fears predator and the world struggles with injustice, I felt on top. Nothing could knock me out. Of course, that feeling disappeared as the days dragged into weeks, that turned into months. At the end of the semester, my cheery and bubbly attitude had been replaced with drag and bitterness. By randomness, I had been born a fox. And I liked being one. Yet, other animals seemed to mind. Everyone avoided me like the plague. Sure, foxes were associated with mischief and treachery, but that was a false stereotype. Nevertheless, it was enough to destroy my spirit. With no friends, I got used to being alone: eating alone, working alone, especially walking alone. Today, I stayed at the faculty longer than usual. When I finally finished the work, the sun had disappeared, and the night felt darker than usual. I had never felt fear when walking down the streets. Looking back, I should have been warier. Compared to a wolf or a tiger, my strength was non-existent. As I walked towards my home, I couldn't help noticing that the streets were emptier than usual. The wind was strong. And there was a coldness reaching into my bones. I soon was surrounded by two males, as expected. Both felines and clearly drunk. In a situation like this, I should have panicked. Yet, I was too sleep-deprived to care. I also was carrying pepper spray and a taser. I might be small, but I was no pushover. I didn't get the chance to fight tho. Two sickly blows came out of nowhere, knocking the carnivores out. It was no other than the "Black Devil" aka the old, (supposably retired) Beastar. That's how I met Yafya.
***
Yafya is one of the most complex animals you've ever met. He believes the world is chaotic by nature. And that carnivores are savages with no self-control. The discrimination you faced at college didn't even compare with the treatment you received from the horse. Your relationship was…peculiar, to say the least. He didn't seem to like you but often crashed on your couch. He was rude and condescending but kept you company while you study. Yafya never once said "Thank You" or "Sorry," but he woke up early and prepared breakfast. Whenever you talked to him, it was mostly a one-sided conversation. The age gap making it awkward. Still, before Yafya came into the picture, you were lonely. Rotting away with your thoughts. At least, now, the horse made interesting company.
***
Today, the afternoon was warm and pleasant. I sat at the counter table, eating a frozen chocolate banana while reading a book. Finals were over and I could finally relax; the moment was short-lived, however. A knock at the door made me jump from my sitting position. When I opened it, a red deer, a grey wolf, and an injured horse greeted me. I could only stare in shock while they broke into the apartment. Yafya is unrecognizable. His left eye is swollen, and bruises scatter his fur. His face still bears congealed blood and his clothes are an utter mess. Then he tries to say my name, his cracked lips failing at the first syllable, but he doesn't need to, I'm already on my feet and running to his side. Legoshi, the wolf, explained to me what had happened and how their "sensei" had requested my presence. He also apologized for the intrusion. After taking care of the more severe injuries, Louis and Legoshi left my apartment, forgetting their horse along the way. In his beaten-up form, Yafya seemed more vulnerable. The realization, that, he, in fact, was a herbivore, slowly sank in. Our interactions, although bizarre, always made me feel small; not only physically and age-related, but also personality-wise. Yafya always seemed in command, a high-strong spirit. Looking at him, hurt and almost needy, was a sight.
***
When Yafya opened his eyes, panic washed over him. But, as his eyes adjusted to the environment, he remembered what had happened. "Hey there, how are you feeling?" Turning around, with wide eyes, Yafya saw the fox he had come to know. The rays of sunshine passing through the windows made the small carnivore's fur look like fire. The hues of orange, red, and yellow mixing well with the white and brown. The male only huffed and turned their back again. In reality, Yafya was covering the blush that dusted his cheeks and ears; beating himself up internally for showing weakness in front of a predator. Even with such harsh actions, Y/n didn't seem faced, accustomed to the horse's brash mood. Ignoring his antics, Y/n went to face him, crouching down. "Why do you always push me away?" The horse only stared back, frowning his eyebrows. "Have you ever considered the fact that I just don't like you?" Y/n looked taken aback, "… No." "Well, consider it." Yafya barked back. The fox only rolled their eyes and went back to the kitchen to finish their meal. Yafya, on the other hand, stayed with his thoughts. Turns out falling in love with Y/n was the easy part; it's admitting it to himself that happened to be hard.
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Hi I don't know if you'll see the but if u do can I request a Laurent from great pretender x reader where he finally moves on from Dorothy and the reader and him get together and a few years later they have a family thank u
Hi anon!!! Sorry for the wait but I hope I delivered. Since your ask was pretty much related to the short story of Laurent x reader, I decided to make it as the third and final part. (hope that's okay)
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Great Pretender (Laurent x fem-reader)
I Chose You
“Hey, Laurent, honey, where do you think I can put my blouses?” 
Today, Dorothy and I were moving in together to a bigger space. After the feud with Y/N, surprisingly enough, Dorothy suggested the idea. She said it so possessively or maybe it was because I was looking for an easy way out, that I didn’t even question it. 
“Mmh, let me make space in the cabinet over there?”
I shouldn’t think like that. An easy way out? I loved Dorothy and the heavens had blessed us with a second chance. 
Yes! I loved her and everything would go back to the way it-- There, inside the cabinet, neatly rested a pair of scrunchies. They were colorful and wild and way too childish for it to be owned by neither one of us.  
I heard a small crack… but maybe it was in my imagination.  
“What are those?” 
“Scrunchies… They’re Y/N’s”  
“Oh!” Dorothy explained while clapping her hands. “I’m sure we can give it to her on a later day!” She said it with a smile that didn’t quite reach her eyes. A bitter feeling I suppose.  
After that, Dorothy really made herself at home. 
***
Things had become dull after your's and Laurent's closure. I suppose it is only natural after the hurtful words were exchanged. Things had only gone south for you when your boyfriend (and replacement of Laurent) had broken up with you. He had claimed you were still in love with your ex... You hadn't denied it. 
However, there was no point in crying over it. Laurent and Dorothy seemed to be in a good place. The blonde especially; if he could, you could too. 
Although, a question kept circling in your mind, Why do people fall in love? When the outcome is full of pain.
The idea would just keep torturing you, therefor you decided to push it out of your mind. 
***
Life kept moving and before you knew it, winter had arrived. As of now, Dorothy and Laurent were in California. Makoto and Abby (who decided to give it a go and date) were in Colorado surprisingly. Cynthia was in London, doing God knows what (Doing Thomas). And that leaves you. You had decided to stay in Japan and work in a small coffee shop. Life was simple and peaceful, nothing had happened. 
Sure you felt lonely sometimes, but overall it was a simple content life...Unlike Laurent's life. 
You, among Makoto and everyone else, thought Dorothy and Laurent were happy, or at least that was what social media portrayed. Little did you know that was far from the truth...
Anger isn't a good look on anyone, Laurent always thought so. As someone who made money by scamming others, the blonde was pretty patient and knew how to keep calm in high-risked situations, but Dorothy had struck the last nerve.  
The argument grew from nowhere into a tornado. It was stupid, just like all the conversations between them.
"Clearly, this isn't working," Laurent huffed. "You've changed!"
"Well, I used to be dead!! Sorry if I no longer fit your standards!" Dorothy replied, with much more spite. "Maybe is time you take me as I AM!!"
Laurent could only stand there, frozen. He did love the woman in front of him. There was a time his love for her was like fire. Now it was just ash. That's what he felt anyway, he just didn't know how to express it.
"I do love you... kinda. Um, I guess what my brain is trying to spit up is... I would love you if you were kinder."
Now it was Dorothy's turn to be stunned. Laurent's words sank in. 
"Perhaps this breakup is the only way I will rediscover who I am, the me that is purely myself." She finally said. "I guess I've always assumed I was right when I had no real reason to."
So there they stood, in opposite camps, suddenly blind to each other's good hearts and building barricades instead of bridges.
"Your dreams are so very different from mine, Dorothy. So together everything becomes muted and confusing."
"Yeah, I'll say." A more light-hearted laugh escaped Dorothy's rosy lips, finally being able to breathe. "Even though we didn't work out, I do hope we can keep planning heists?" 
A glimmer of hope rested in her blue eyes as the man also laughed. 
"I'm gonna go pack." 
"Wait," the woman exclaimed before the blonde walked out of her life for good. "Y/n's great. You found a good one." 
Laurent could only smile, remembering the childish smile that adorned your face. 
"Yes, I did." 
***  
To say Y/n was stunned and taken aback was an understatement.
It had been almost a year, or maybe a little over a year since she stood in front of the blonde tall skinny guy. 
It left a bittersweet taste in her mouth. 
"Hey."
It took a while for Y/n to understand what was happening and if it was real or not. Maybe she had finally gone mad. However, as she started to comprehend the situation, her surprise was replaced by anger. 
"Hey?! ArE You KIDDING mE right NOw?!" As if she was a cartoon, Y/n's face started to rise in color, a shade of red at the tip of her ears. Laurent could have sworn he saw smoke coming out of them. 
"You don't come up to someone without seeing them for a year and being a ComplETE Bitch beFore AND then JUst say 'Hey'!!! The first THing CominG ouT of Your moUth should Be SORRY!!"  
Y/n was mad, she really was, but for the most part, she was happy or maybe relieved. 
"Here's the thing, Y/n, I love you. In a really, big really big pretend to like your taste in music, let you eat the last piece of chocolate cake, hold a radio over my head outside your bedroom window, unfortunate way that makes me hate you... love you." 
Y/n's heart fluttered at that. The same words she once said to him.
Laurent seemed nervous, for the first time in a very long time. "If you aren't my soulmate, then I don't want one. I have this feeling that if this isn't right then I don't know what is. If I'm wrong about this I'm wrong about everything. If we aren't real then I have no reality."
"Just kiss me, you moron."
***
So the final question is: Why do people want to fall in love - when it can have such a short run and be so painful? -
Maybe the propagation of the species?
We need to connect with somebody? 
Are we culturally preconditioned?
All the answers are great but too intellectual for me. 
l think it's because, as some of you may already know ... While it does last, it feels fucking great.
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queenofanime · 2 years
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Makoto Headcanons (Great Pretender)
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It's not much but I needed a small break from writing. Its been long since I've posted Great Pretender soo...
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Makoto might act confident but then again, everyone knows it's just a front.
You may not believe in "love at first sight" but he sure does. 
The fact that he liked you wasn't that of a secret since everyone knew, including you. (his poker game isn't that sharp) 
Whenever he sees you, he blushes and stumbles on his words. 
But at the same time, he's so attentive. One time you mentioned your favorite author and he got you a copy of the newest release... and in hardcover, very decadent! 
You like a type of brand, he gets it. Maybe art supplies? 
This boy wears his heart on his sleeve, therefore, he says 'I love you' first. 
Sweet but some might say he's empalagoso (sickly sweet). 
Very much PDA 24/7, but hey! that can be a good thing and a bad thing.
Makoto does get jealous because sometimes he's a little insecure but with a little reassurance he rebuilds himself in an instance. 
Makoto became your moral compass and he is for his friends. 
Supports everything you do and will worship the ground you walk in. 
Although never lie to him, like never. 
Lying is an instant trigger, mostly due to his childhood with his dad and the fact that his mother knew, and because of how Laurent plays him often. 
As I said, he loves you and he will continue to love you even if you mess up. He appreciates honesty because that means your trust him as well. Once you've lied, you're not getting the same trust again. 
He's very in-tune with his emotions so no communication problems there. 
Like every relationship, it has its ups and downs but he's worth it.  
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queenofanime · 2 years
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Tsukishima, Sugawara, Kenma, kuroo and Yaku Dad!headcanons (seperate) . Where reader (fem or gn) is a teenager (like ur Dad!atsumu onehshot). Just general headcanons, u can add in anything u want, like if reader plays volleyball or any other sport, etc. :>>
Sorry I took sooo long and to be honest I'm not completely happy with how it turend out but I tried. For the next series of this, I will include Kuroo, Kenma and Bokuto
Sugawara 
Sugawara is a teacher so he has a lot of expirience taking care of children... just not his children
Him being a teacher has its ups and downs.
When it comes to Y/N, Suga is very protective, very sweet, and generally a great dad. In school, he has to deal with a lot of problems so he's learned to be very pacient and a great litsener. He learns from the kids and then applies them to his own. But that's also the problem. He spends so much time taking care of other children, that when he comes home, sometimes grumpy and tired, he is not as attentive and just wants adult quality time. 
Just one time, he yelled and got frustruated towards Y/N and he regretted it with his life. 
After a long work day, Suga only wanted to go home, enjoy a family meal, a little quality time and then head to bed, however Y/N had homework... homework that was difficult. 
After hours of frustration, research and tears, Suga snapped. It's not like Y/N didn't understand their dad's point of view, in fact, they completly understood bit it still hurt. From that point on, Suga made himself a promise that he would always but Y/N first above anything else.  
The bond between them just ends up growing, when Y/N makes it to Suga's grade and is assigned (by mistake) into his classroom. While it's great to have your dad teaching stuff, it becomes a little harder to slack off.  
*****
Tsukishima 
One would never guess Y/N is Tsukishima's child at first sight. 
Their personalities are completely opposite. While Tsukishima is a very blunt individual, who can even come across as antagonistic, Y/N is very sweet and docile. 
Some might even describe her as humble. 
While their personalities are not the same, both have great relationships most of the time. 
Despite coming across as arrogant, Tsukishima has low self-esteem and thinks of himself as inferior. Because of this, when Y/N was born, he had frequent internal breakdowns about whether he was good enough for taking care of a living thing. With time though, he realizes that babies and children, in general, can withstand new parents and that his child was turning into a fine person. 
When it comes to discipline, he does expect academic results. 
When Y/N does something dangerous or does something they weren't supposed to, Tsukishima acts calm and collected. Not once, has he raised his voice towards her.
That's why both have a good relationship. Y/N has always felt safe telling his dad stuff.   
*****
Yaku 
I feel Yaku suffered a lot with Y/N 
She was a rebel, she was trouble, she was the problem child, and having Yaku's temperament didn't really help with the situation.
Yaku is a very honest, straightforward, hardworking individual and because of his job, he hardly has time for Y/N. This is why she starts rebelling. Just like with Kuroo, Y/N would start disagreeing with her father simply because.
Like any other parent, Yaku would want the best for his daughter, however, he doesn't express it often, therefore Y/N doesn't think he actually cares. 
Just like Atsumu's relationship, Yaku and Y/N would have a rocky dynamic. 
I also feel like they would fight a lot and crash since Y/N developed the same fiery personality (as well as height).
One time, Y/N got into a fight and got hurt. Obviously, she was suspended and Yaku was mad. In reality, he was just scared for his daughter's safety and was also terrified by the realization that he needed to become more present. After a long talk, both make a promise.
With time, it does get better but both have to put in the effort.   
Y/N starts to work harder in school, and Yaku starts showing up more frequently. 
Eventually, they become really close. Of course, they both have short tempers but the relationship becomes significantly better. 
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queenofanime · 2 years
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Pina x reader
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Pina is smug, cocky, and laid back. It is also known that he is a playboy.
So when you do enter into a relationship with him, you know you are in for a bumpy ride. 
Pina is also a nonchalant guy that takes everything lightly. If you are upset about something, don't expect him to notice right away. If he does, he might think you're exaggerating and won't apologize.
 He is also very prideful. In arguments, he never backs down even if both of you know he is wrong. 
He's such a TEASE!! Very aware of how sexy and attractive he is and he knows how to exploit that power. 
Pina has had many girlfriends but that doesn't mean he knows how to deal with relationship stuff. (All the relationships fade after 2 weeks).
At first, he struggles with commitment. 
He forgets big calendar events, anniversaries, or just small details. 
Pina also uses humor as a coping mechanism. 
If he's uncomfortable with a situation or you're fighting, he might start making jokes. 
It makes you think that he is taking the relationship lightly and that he doesn't care about your feelings. In reality, he's just not used to a long-term relationship. 
He might be a herbivore, but Pina likes feeling in control. Because he's not used to this type of relationship dynamic, he will feel out of his comfort zone. 
Pina isn't the type to get 'mushy feeling' and open up so easily.
Yes, he is flirty, but those are just words and superficial gestures. 
When he's with you, he learns the hard way. He will have to open up and he learns that he cannot just flaunt words because he now has a partner's heart at stake. 
As I said, bumpy ride, but he is trying. 
But seriously tho, when he tells you he is 100% in and ready to commit, know he is telling the truth. 
Because he is one of the most honest animals you'll ever meet.
Sometimes he is harsh, he doesn't mind teasing carnivores and he has a sharp tongue, but he never deceives anyone. 
Sure, a filter or a speed-bump between his mind and mouth might be needed but Pina has one of the biggest hearts. 
His criticism is constructive and he actually cares about others. 
You are pretty special if you caught Pina's attention and he will treat you like royalty. 
He does grow out of that playboy phase and will worship you. 
Safe to say that you are in good hands. 
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queenofanime · 2 years
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INARIZAKI MANAGER HEADCANONS BECAUSE I LOVE THEM SM PLSS. With the reader (gn or fem) as a 2nd year (dragged by either atsumu or suna) and then they're actually a really good manager! ..till they get a new ninetendo switch (genshin impact or Minecraft lmao) and just somehow is able to listen and pay attention to their practices while playing video games. Kinda like kenma yknow yknow
Inarizaki x manager
You weren’t a particular fan of sports.
When it came to sports, you were never the most athletic, nor the strongest one, or the fastest one. In fact, most of your life, you were always picked last in P.E.
So of course it came as a surprise, when a close friend of yours told you to become team manager of a volleyball team.
Inarizaki was a powerhouse, known by many, fear by all. What the hell could you bring to the table?
Suna, who currently was part of said team and your friend as well, had come up with the idea and had been pestering you non stop.
Suna and you go way back. Met at some event, became childhood friends and that friendship blossomed when both of you entered the same high-school.
Although Suna acts mostly disinterest about everything and claims he is lazy, you’ve seen him dedicate everything of his being into the sport so you felt guilty saying no. In the end you ended signing as manager despite not knowing anything.
Turns out, you have a knack for it! Managing was like buying a new video game (at least in your opinion). You just break it down in small pieces. The players are the pieces and the court is your board.
The team instantly loves you. You were always so attentive.
You were always punctual and neat which Kita always appreciated.
You would iron Atsumu’s uniform before any game because you know he liked everything perfect.
You would always pick Osamu’s favorite lunch.
Would always give great motivational speeches to the first years.
Would always stay to help Aran for whatever he needed.
Simply too good to be true.
The team already knew you liked video games, so to say thanks for all your hard work, they ended up buying you a new Nintendo switch.
Mistake from their part.
Is not like you didn’t deserve it, it’s just that… your attention… well it started to drift.
You were still organized, still did all the things you were supposed to but like your freaking eyes were always on the screen. It was annoying, scary and quite impressive.
You might not be athletic but you could easily dodge spikes without even looking. The Nintendo gave you some weird power or something.
Like at games, you are playing but at the same time annotating their plays??!!!
Everyone would see your eyes shine bright when you would play so they didn’t want to tell you to stop but like the team started to compete for your attention.
Let’s just say that you became more affectionate towards the players and they would never ever gift you another set of video games.
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queenofanime · 2 years
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Monoma x Reader
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The first time you encountered Monoma was on your first day of class. 
You had been accepted but due to some complications and being an exchange student, you ended up going to U.A. much later into the year than expected. 
On top of that, you were running very late. While running, you ended up crashing into someone else. Yes, it was Monoma and yes I know what all of you are thinking: "typical encounter, where both characters crash and they see into each other's eyes and fall in love at first sight." Well, I can assure you that that is neither here nor there. 
You crashed and hate bloomed. Plus it didn't help you were part of class 1A. 
Whenever Monoma saw you, he would laugh at your height, your (language name's) accent, your every move, every action. 
Quite frankly it was exhausting. It also didn't help that you were hot-headed, sarcastic, and could easily trash-talk Monoma and class 1B just as hard as he did. 
The hate was so bad, that it actually became a problem for all students and teachers. 
That's when principal Nezu decided to do the most inhuman thing anyone could do. He paired you up together for the rest of the school year. He also decided to put you two together inside a roor for like 6 hours. So you could let it all out. 
Most teachers were against it, thinking nothing good would come from it, but the principal insisted, believing you and Monoma would become best friends after it. 
I can assure you that didn't happen. 
But I do have to admit that you did learn who Neito Monoma really was. 
It’s pretty much canon that Monoma trash talks 1-A so much in part because he cares that much… too much… about his own classmates. It’s obvious based on the way he interacts with his classmates and phrases his rants towards class 1-A. (The fact that he’s obviously influenced by Vlad is just the cherry on top.) 
He’s prideful of not just himself but also his friends
He's obnoxious, petty, resentful, egocentric, and basically a little shit
But throughout the year, you also ended up learning why.
First of all, everything he says and does is just an act. 
He is very insecure about himself and his quirk's ability. Basically, he acts like he's the best because he feels he is the worst. 
His self-doubt is very unhealthy. Like, the fact that he’s the only member of class B who failed the midterm despite having an intelligence stat of 5/5 speaks for itself. 
To top it all off, since he's been a child, society has been telling him he can't be a hero with his kind of quirk
Despite all of that, Monoma is surprisingly very empathic. Maybe it has to do with the fact that his quirk allows him to walk in the shoes of other people in ways most will never be able to even if for 5 minutes at a time. 
The kid has a way with words. 
The kid has a weirdly poetic way with words.
He goes out of his way to encourage or reassure his classmates in a deeply thoughtful manner at every given opportunity.
The only reason he doesn't like class A is because he's trying to give his own class a fighting chance. 
In a way, it's very sweet. 
He hyped up Setsuna Tokage before her battle with Bakugo and you saw him grin in pride when Komori took down Tokoyami. 
Whenever Monoma does criticize his classmates, it’s always frank, honest, but constructive, with the intention to help them improve. (We all appreciate honesty don't we?) 
He's very philosophical, gives level-headed advice and all of that actually takes a lot of emotional and mental work. He's more of a mentor than any other adult. 
And you soon realize that that's why all of his peers put up with him. 
It’s during the joint training arc that we can clearly see why his classmates put up with him and are on friendly terms despite how obnoxious and cheesy he is. And despite how often they need to keep him in check.
It’s clear even as far back as the sports festival that his classmates don’t actually hate him, despite the smacks & tough love. Whenever he's doing something idiotic, they also just shake their heads with a smile on their face as they say “sorry about him." They just love him anyway.
And soon, you do too. 
Because despite all of his flaws and all his doubts, weirdly enough he's always there for you.
You've never seen Monoma receive or accept praise or reassurance. He’s always the one giving it. He always makes it a point to put himself in the position where he’s being the emotionally strong one. 
And you highly appreciate it because he becomes your rock. 
With time you also become his rock. 
Everyone thinks you would make a cute couple but there's still a long way for you to actually accept each other's feelings. 
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