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#Blacksmith Nanami
pseudowho · 2 months
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You have to know, that I imagine Blacksmith!Nanami (LINK HERE) with a deep Northern English accent. I cannot explain to you how great it feels to be fucked by a sexy Northerner. Yorkshire even. I know this means little to nothing for anyone outside of the UK, but just--
-- think Thorin Oakenshield. You dig?
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northofneverland · 2 years
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JJK/HQ Royalty!AU feat. Sukuna, Nanami Osamu and more.
What started off as a simple submission for @kagejima's weekly Sukuna Sunday event spiralled into something so much more. As somebody who likes to be organized, and for easy reference, here are the works (mostly written by Rae) that have been compiled for these characters:
Bodyguard!Sukuna: The man that started it all. Simply put, think grumpy knight being assigned to the princess of the kingdoms and him falling in love with her. part 1, part 2, part 3, part 4, part 5 *this is in the order of when these ideas were posted. With regards to continuity I do think the best way is to read, part 1, 5, 4, 3 then 2.
Swordsman!Nanami: One of the highest-ranking officials in the kingdom. Despite his status, the only reason he's in the kingdom is because of a certain seamstress who works in the castle. part 1, part 2 (this one is long), part 3. *keep in mind he was first introduced in part 1 of Bodyguard!Sukuna's story. The best reading order for this is to read through Bodyguard!Sukuna's parts first then, part 1, 3 then 2 of this mini-series.
Blacksmith!Osamu: A skilled weapons forger, who is friends with the two knights and doesn't expect to meet his match when delivering a commissioned piece to the princess. part 1 , part 2 .*he, like Nanami, pops up in other works as well. Duke!Sakusa: The cousin of the princess, who is not the best at sharing his feelings. Often finds himself visiting his friend, who happens to be a physician, even when he's feeling great because he wants to stay on top of his health and nothing more. part 1
Anyways, these men have a chokehold on me and I've literally bombarded Rae's asks and messages with thoughts of them this entire week. I love everything that we came up with and I just wanted to share the work with everyone. I mean these boys (and Rae) got me to write, which is an impressive feat. This gif is literally me when Rae responds with ideas and I have to keep my cool in public:
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*updated August 16th 2022
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kagejima · 2 years
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I can just imagine Swordsman!Nanami being Bodyguard!Sukuna's dance partner as he teaches this brute how to ballroom dance before the birthday ball.
hhehehehe FHAJDFHJDALKS I LOVE THEM SO MUCH
if you want to know more about Bodyguard!Sukuna, you can find the first few posts here and here and here!
If you are interested in them, we also have Swordsman!Nanami and Blacksmith!Osamu that we will gladly direct you to the posts / tell you more about them if you wanna know!!!!
Also Wendy and I were NOT expecting this royalty!au to get as popular as it has, so bear with us bc some of these might be out of order (like this one, the birthday ball already happened in the above posts), we've been yelling about the whole plot for like hours over the last couple of days lmaoooo.
Also also Bodyguard!Sukuna is also true form Sukuna big as a reminder!
more thoughts under the cut (female reader)
Bodyguard!Sukuna who has watched you day in and day out with your princess lessons. There's so many things you have to learn - world history, agriculture, politics, proper etiquette... It makes the poor man's head spin.
Bodyguard!Sukuna who can't deny that one of his favorite lessons for you is watching you learn how to dance in order to be ready for your birthday ball. You practically float around the floor with your instructor as he counts out the rhythm for you and praises you for being a natural.
Bodyguard!Sukuna who wishes that it was him holding on to your waist. Him holding your hand. Him being able to gaze into your eyes as you move across the floor.
Bodyguard!Sukuna who has the smallest smile cross his face as he imagines it.
Bodyguard!Sukuna who pays close attention to what the instructor is saying. Who pays close attention to the counts. Who pays close attention to each spin and gesture.
Bodyguard!Sukuna who feels his heart hammering in his chest as his friend, trainer, and confidant Swordsman Nanami raises an eyebrow at him the next day after he hears his request.
"You want me to teach you... how to dance?" Nanami repeats, folding his arms across his broad chest.
"Yes." Sukuna nods.
Blacksmith Osamu, the man who owns the forge they're standing in right now, can't help but start laughing.
"That'd be a sight..." Osamu grins as he wipes his hands with his rag, "It wouldn't look right. She's so much smaller than you, ya brute."
Sukuna ignores Osamu's jab, his eyes never leaving Nanami.
Nanami almost feels bad for the much larger man because Osamu is right. It will look funny to have a man who's size resembles more of a beast's than a human's dancing with the princess, but he sees the sincerity and hope in Sukuna's eyes as he stands before him.
Nanami sighs and stands up from the post he's leaning against.
"Very well. Did you learn anything from watching the lessons?"
Sukuna rambles about counts, something about "a... waltz, he said? I think he said waltz..."
In the short time that Sukuna is answering, Nanami realizes he knows nothing at all.
"Let's start with the basics."
Sukuna tries not to be embarrassed as Nanami tells him to put his hand on his waist and hold on to his hand. It's such a simple thing to do, but it still is awkward.
"You need to be more gentle..." Nanami gently chastises him when he notices how Sukuna's grip on his waist tightens, "The princess and I are not the same. You must think of her as porcelain. You must treat her with care. Imagine that I am her."
Osamu snickers over off to the side, and Sukuna glares at him.
But poor Sukuna becomes frustrated all too quickly with the steps, trying to lead, trying to remember the count in his head and not saying it out loud. He drops his hands from Nanami's as if they've burned him when Nanami corrects him for the fourth time.
He's never done this before. Who did he think he was, trying to learn this? He was never going to be able to dance with you at the ball anyways, so why even bother?
He groans in frustration and steps away from Nanami and to the edge of the forge, looking out into the town.
He looks up towards the castle and he knows what awaits him when he returns a few short hours from now. Everyone will be busy preparing for your ball on the eve of your birthday and for the arrival of your suitor.
Even you. You're probably dancing with your instructor right now, gliding around on the floor like an angel.
Sukuna is brought back to reality when he feels Nanami's hand reach up and touch his shoulder.
"Do you want to dance with her?"
Sukuna sees it in his head. Sees the way you would smile up at him, sees the way his hand would hold yours so firmly but gently as he guided you around the floor. He sees it all so clearly.
"Yes." Sukuna answers softly.
"Then you have to learn. Now come back. Let's try again."
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shockersalvage · 1 year
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Poor Izayoi
Eden’s Garden Team: Alrighty! Cassidy, you are the Ultimate Pro Gamer. Just giving you that distinction to not step on any toes concerning Chiaki. Both of you gets a nice section for yourselves.
Also EGT: (yanks the title away from a sobbing Izayoi) Paws off!! You don’t deserve this talent! It’s ours now!! (turns to Ingrid) Here you go, sweetie!~ (Bestows it to best girl)
/J
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driaswrld · 6 months
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🪷 — DRIASWRLD PRESENTS . . . A ROYAL AFFAIR
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LADY DRIA WRITES . . . ˚ ༘ *
🪷 dearest gentle reader, this author finds herself compelled to impart the news of the most exciting arrival of the year! prepare the carriages...
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SOCIETY PAPERS
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🪷 A NEW SCANDALOUS SEASON IS UPON US. . .
— PRINCE GOJO ANNOUNCES BETROTHAL TO CHILDHOOD FRIEND ( but wait ! PRINCE GETO has suddenly arrived ! )
⋆ one. ⋆ two. ⋆ two (b) ⋆ three ⋆ tba. ⋆
— COUNT NANAMI GETS ABSOLUTELY DESTROYED IN PALL MALL BY HIS FIANCÉE'S SISTER ( the game we play called love ! )
— FORMER KNIGHT KASHIMO HAJIME STUMBLES UPON THE INN KEEPER'S DAUGHTER ( a classic retelling of love at first sight ! )
— KING SUKUNA FALLS FOR HIS DOTING CONCUBINE ( such passion and raw devotion ! )
— PRINCE MEGUMI GROWS FOND OF THE NEW KITCHEN MAID ( ah, young love ! )
— ITADORI, THE BLACKSMITH'S SON VIES FOR THE PRINCESS' AFFECTIONS ( how cute ! )
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ichorai · 19 days
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A SONG OF CURSES AND CROWNS ; series masterlist.
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A SONG OF CURSES AND CROWNS — a collection of stories in westeros following the characters of jujutsu kaisen ... themes/warnings will be specified in each part.
main masterlist.
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ONE. the wolf and the beast ; assassin!toji x stark!reader (3.3k) nobody told him that his target had a direwolf.
TWO. blacksmith!choso x highborn!reader you’re engaged to kenjaku, the father of the man you’ve already fallen in love with.
THREE. night’s watchman!yuji x wildling!reader and as you aimed the tip of your arrow to his chest, yuji knew he’d fallen in love with you.
FOUR. bard!yuta x witch!reader every night, the same nightmare. that is—until he came across you in a tavern, shrouded in mystery and shadow, whispering promises of ridding him of dreams. 
FIVE. king!gojo x knight!reader gojo, the young king who refuses to marry and turns down any potential suitors, grows attached to a mysterious knight who easily dominates over all his best warriors in a tourney.
SIX. prince!megumi x prisoner!reader he had no business being in the castle dungeons. and, upon further consideration, neither did you.
SEVEN. knight!ino x tyrell!reader you aspire to be a healer, even though women aren’t allowed to be maesters. ino, who’s infatuated with you, offers for you to practice on him.
EIGHT. hand of the king!geto x lady!reader during the first few moons of your arranged marriage, geto seems to hate you—all cold and distant, barely ever acknowledging you at all. you’re determined to find out why. 
NINE. sailor!yuki x merperson!reader perhaps a shipwreck wasn’t all that bad. it was what led her to you, after all.
TEN. lord!toge x painter!reader there’s much to do with the tongue other than speak.
ELEVEN. commoner!miwa x lord!muta they both stuck out like sore thumbs—with her pale blue hair and her shoddy dress; his scarred face and club-foot that gave him a terrible limp. it was only natural that they gravitated towards each other. the bastard and the cripple, the court whispered. it was a twisted tale of romance at best, an accursed union at worst.
TWELVE. dragonrider!sukuna x dragonkeeper!reader sukuna misliked how his own dragon seemed to like you more than him.
THIRTEEN. knight!nanami x lady of the vale!reader nanami considered himself a dutiful, honorable man. even if he was completely unworthy to marry an aristocrat like you, he would stand guard by your side regardless. 
FOURTEEN. master of laws!higuruma x mistress of whisperers!reader the two of you often butted heads during small council meetings, which led to much unresolved tension within the castle. having had enough, the king decided to lock the two of you in an empty chamber until all was resolved—or until one of you was dead. whichever came first.
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thewritetofreespeech · 9 months
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May I request Gojo with an s/o who's the daughter of a lesser-known yet very humble clan who are blacksmiths? They do have a cursed technique though (the ability to both see all possible outcomes to any event and also control which ones will actually occur), they just prefer to create an use weaponry more.
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“Senseeeii…where are we going?” Yuji bemoaned as he and Gojo walked up the miles worth of steep stairs towards a destination unknown.
“We have to get Slaughter Demon fixed.” He reminded him. “Now that the tournament is over, Mai-chan remembered you broke it and has been a complete pain ever since. Literally.” He rotated his shoulder to make a point.
“It was an accident!!” Yuji said. For the umpth time as no one seemed to be able to hear him when he said it any of the other times. “I didn’t know you could even break it. I thought they were like….magical items or something. Besides, weren’t you the one that stole it from Mai-san?”
“Eh, that part is less important.” Gojo replied. “In any case, like the proverbs say, if you want to solve a problem: you have to go to the top of the mountain.”
The two eventually made it to the top, where a big gate stood to let them in. “What is this place?” Yuji asked as he looked around the classic estate. Seeming frozen in time since the rise of the emperor.
“This is the place where all cursed tools come from. Or, at least, where any of the ones worth their salt come from.”
They continue walking through he seemingly abandoned estate until Yuji could here the sound of banging in the background. Soft, at first. Then louder as they came closer. The sharp sound of metal on metal in a rhythmic fashion having almost an ominous sound.
“Yoohoo~! [Y/N]-chan!!”
The banging stopped and Yuji’s blood ran cold as a face, covered in a welding mask, turned around to look at them. Back lit in an orange glow of a furnace. The smell of sulfur & iron in the air. Chains, blades, and containers of things he just classified as spooky all around. He thought ‘this is it. this is where I’m gonna die. my bones are going to be used to make a new blade for Mai-san.’
“Satoru?” His murder lifted their mask, and Yuji took a step back in preparation to flee, but stopped when he saw the face of a cute girl under the mask. “What are you doing here?”
“I thought I’d come to see you at work. You’re always so sexy in your little blacksmith outfit.” Yuji was very confused now. He’d gone from fearing for his life to wondering why his teacher was leering at the blacksmith. Who seemed both bashful and annoyed by his comment. “We also had a bit of an accident.”
“Is that Slaughter Demon?” [Y/N] asked as they got up and took the blade. Yuji realizing they weren’t as hulking as he originally thought, and much less intimidating. “What the hell happened to it? Who broke it?! I didn’t even know you could even break it.”
“Uh….it was me…” Yuji confessed with a shy raise of his hand. “It broke when I was fighting a Special Grade curse.”
“He died [Y/N]-chan.” Gojo added in.
“I mean that was later….”
[Y/N] seemed to listen and then eventually huffed and went over to their worktable.  “You know I made this for Mai, right? It won’t work correctly if anyone else uses it.”
“Cursed tools have specific users?”
“Not always.”
“[Y/N]-chan has a special ability.” Gojo said as they reviewed the tool to see what the actual damage was. “Aside from being a member of one of the great house that makes nearly all cursed tools, they have an inherit technique that lets them see all possibility.”
“Like Nanami’s technique?”
“It’s a little more advance than that. Nami-kun can only determine the probability of a fixed object for maximum damage. [Y/N] can assess all probability for a fixed portion of time. They can then employ that probability into their weapon construction and create nearly perfect cursed tools.”
“Wow. You know a lot about their technique Gojo-sensei. I didn’t know you even used cursed tools.”
Gojo smirked. “I’m not interested in the cursed tools.”
“Ok. I think I got it figured out. It’s a clean enough break at least, but it’ll take me a few days to reconstruct. Have Mai come by Saturday to pick it up.”
“Oooor, you could bring it by the campus yourself and we could go on a date.” Gojo countered with a grin.
“I have a lot of work to do Satoru.”
“Doing what? Making more artifacts for the Zenins to hang on their wall?” [Y/N]’s furtive look let him know it was true. “Come on. I haven’t seen you in ages.”
“…fine…” [Y/N] replied to get him to stop giving her the puppy dog eyes. “I’ll drop it off. It was nice to meet you Yuji.”
“Y-Yeah…nice to meet you too [Y/N]-san. Sorry for breaking your knife.” He gave a low bow and [Y/N] chuckled.
“It’s ok. It wasn’t meant for you. I’m sure someone forgot to tell you that when they gave it to you without permission.” Gojo gave her a little wink with his tongue out. Clearly thinking that if he just played dumb & cute, he’d get away with it. Like he always did. “I’m just sorry it didn’t hold up enough for you to not get hurt. At least the dying part didn’t stick.”
“Oh. It’s ok. I’m used to it now.” Yuji said with a laugh and rubbing the back of his head. Sort of a messed up thing to be ok with.
The men leave and let [Y/N] get back to work. “They seem nice.”
“They are.” Gojo confirmed as they headed down the stairs. “But don’t get any ideas, Yuji-kun. [Y/N]-chan is mine. And I won’t have you using your boyish good looks and charm to sway them away.”
“You think I’m good looking Gojo-sensei??”
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shibaraki · 8 months
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nanami fantasy au has haunted my dreams since i thought of the concept. knight nanami?? captain of the guard nanami?? i'm crying
right like aldjksnfkd I outlined ideas for each au just so I could be prepared for whatever won and for the fantasy one it woulda been blacksmith nanami.. WE COULD’VE HAD IT ALLLLLLLLL 📣📣📣
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chiarrara · 2 months
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Expanding a bit more on the art school AU:
Yea, Yuuji’s hoodies and jackets are a bit on the pricier side, but considering that they’re good quality and that it’s mostly the work of one passionate highschooler it’s worth it. And yea, since I see Inumaki also being a second year in the textile class as well he’d definetly help Yuuji. I feel like he’d have a lot more experience with the machines used in the fashion Industry and would let Yuuji borrow them from time to time. And have him pay in rice balls. (Side note on Toge: he’s more into techwear and street fashion. In this au, he still has pretty limited speech but more in the form of a speech impediment and or selective mutism, so I feel like he’d try to be innovative and make accessories that can help him communicate more efficiently, some kind of jewelry maybe)
I feel like he first started making clothes as gifts for others. The first thing he made was a scarf Nanami still wears.(because guess what he’s his adoptive dad in this au and YES they’re all happy)
A small side story idea I had: Nobara gets an order from an acquaintance’s acquaintance for a custom made detailed desk. Small problem: the customer wants it done is about 5 days. A desk like that would take weeks. Since it’s a really good deal she can’t refuse winds up going kinda insane for a few days, not sleeping, only carving and crafting, probably calling Megumi and Maki(who’s also in woodwork but is studying to be a blacksmith on the side) to help her out on certain portions. She ends up getting paid well and just collapses in her bed for like 2 days afterwards(maki had to come into her room a few times to check if she’s still alive)
The shibuya incident of this universe is probably a big art fair/convention that has everyone on a serious time crunch (they’re fighting for their lives trying to get everything done and doing their best to not collapse at the convention hall)
The Shibuya Incident is an art fair 😭😭😭 I'm obsessed with that sentence. and also, i would like to see it
I love streetwear Yuuji and techwear Inumaki. and also I'd love to see them have more of a friendship, I think that'd be so cute. Inumaki teaching Yuuji how to use the surger and the embroidery machine.
Also, in combo with @mana-jjk 's texting hcs for Toge, what if he had like a face mask with a digital display and he could text into his phone and it would come up on the mask but he would rarely use words and would mostly just display kaomoji (idk anything about techwear lmao)
Nobara: *gets an absolutely impossible task*
also Nobara: yeah fuck it I could do that
I just love how much she believes in herself 🥹 i also love insane nobara. i just love nobara.
ALSO BLACKSMITH MAKI SIGN ME THE FUCK UP
anyway I love every little bit of this. I'm eating it up. feel free to send more. I'm so obsessed. Are they in a rivalry with the Kyoto school, for instance? what does panda do? anything and everything about megumi my most favorite boy...
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hexpea · 2 years
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Ch. 2 - The King's Caterer
The ache in your forearms hadn't let up even after all these years. The squishy dough pressed between your knuckles as you rolled it over and over, your mother next to you happily humming along and rolling her own dough. 
"I think that's enough for now," your mother sighed and wiped her forehead with the back of her hand. "Your father can do the rest." You nodded and gave a smile before wiping your hands on your apron. 
As you walked toward the side door of your family's bakery, hooking your apron on the wall-mounted rack, there came a bit of commotion from the front where your father had been stocking the wooden shelves with fresh bread. Before you exited outside, you took a peek through the small window that connected the front and back of house. Who it was caused you to stop, even for just a moment. 
"Your Highness!" Your father quickly bowed as you sneakily stared from where you were. "To what do I owe the honor of your presence?!"
The newly crowned king was standing in your bakery, looking around like a common customer with his highly decorated courtier seriously perusing the products your father had just stocked. Not to mention there were a pair of very serious-looking guards on stiff standby. You quickly decided you could care less about what they were there for. Conforming to the prissy monarchy was the last thing on your mind.  As you stared toward Geto, just before leaving, your eyes briefly met. Out of the sheer awkwardness of getting caught staring, you gasped and hurried away from the small window. His own eyes had a flicker of interest before you scurried out of view though you hadn't seen it. The last thing you heard as you slipped out the side door, grabbing your reins from the nearby counter, was "debutante ball." You'd never heard such a ridiculous word but shrugged off any curiosity and continued. 
"Y/N!" Your father called out just as you reached the front of the building, just in time to see the king's carriage take off - fan girls squealing after it. You stopped to hear your father out. "Y/N!" The plump man was nearly out of breath from running a few feet after you.
"What's up, Dad?" You asked with a smile, always happy to help your family.
"We're the...the official bakers...of the king's debutante ball!" He took deep breaths between every few words. You gave him a sympathetic smile as he explained.
"That's great," you tried to sound at least a bit enthusiastic. It wasn't every day your family could cater a special event.
"We're going to need supplies," he stood up a bit straighter now that his breath had caught up with him. "And a lot of them."
"O-kay..." you were weirded out by his giddy excitement despite the fact that it was a normal reaction to being personally hired by royalty. "I'll just go to the next town over and get them."
"By a lot, I mean you're gonna' need help," your dad eagerly nodded. "Why don't you go with Nanami's boy...Kento, I think it is?" You quickly blushed and looked away from your father. 
For quite some time, your parents had been incessant about you settling down. You had always been an eager, free spirit - even to your present day you wanted nothing to do with the traditional family lifestyle ninety-nine percent of the population decided to proceed with.  And for your family, your childhood best friend was the perfect person to settle with. 
"Fine," you grumbled, knowing there was no arguing with him. And, hey, Kento was one of your good friends. If you were getting a lot of something and needed help, he was the first you'd go to anyhow. 
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Considering the times, most, if not all, jobs were trades. Your family ran your small town's bakery and the Nanami family were the town blacksmiths. The funny thing that made you and Nanami similar was that neither of you felt like you belonged in your families. You were wild and thrill seeking, not meant for measly bakery work whereas Nanami was studious and well-kept, not really meant for a forge - although he did look damn good covered in soot. 
"Kento!" Your voice rang out as you approached, already having grabbed the family horse from the community stable - pulling them by their reins toward the smithy. 
He was hard at work with his father, slamming away at a particular piece of metal when he looked up to see you heading his way. With a gentle smile, he greeted you. "Y/N, good to see you." He always had a warm greeting from you, him being your closest friend in town. 
"Are you up for an adventure today?" You flashed him your notoriously wild smile and wiggled your eyebrows. 
"Does it involved being chased by wild animals again?" He asked with a certain tone, stopping his work to clean his hands on a white handkerchief. His hands were too dirty for the small piece of fabric to be of any use. 
You shook your head in response to his question, still holding your smile. "Nope! I just need to go to the next town over and get some baking supplies. We've been-" you put on your best regal accent, "specially selected to cater the king's royal debutante ball." 
Kento, trying to hold back his laughter, opted for a more sarcastic tone instead. "Really now? That's exciting." He knew exactly how you felt about the monarchy, shared many of your views as well.
"Tell me about it," you rolled your eyes. "So, are you down to help?"
"Absolutely, I'm always happy to help you," his warm smile was incredibly endearing. "Let me just get cleaned up first and I'll meet you back here." 
You gave a single nod in agreement and waited patiently for him to return.
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The next town over was nearly a day's trip. The two of you made sure to pack enough food and supplies for at least two full days just in case you took any breaks, including any safety gear should you run into anything dangerous - as strangely required by the kingdom when venturing out of one's hometown.
Considering the country's environment, not much was dangerous save for the stray bear or two, that you knew of. The two of you enjoyed a peaceful afternoon ride, simply catching up on each others' antics - primarily your antics and his studies. Kento had somehow learned to teach himself certain things despite the lack of public education. You, however, couldn't be bothered with it when there were more exciting things to explore. You learned by doing.
Though the ride had been calming, you managed to run into a bit of trouble toward the end of your trip to the town over. 
"That's new," Nanami noted as the two of you stared down into the large crumbled pit from atop your horses. The brand new gap was absolutely massive, as if some kind of earthquake had struck - though your town would've felt the shaking from something so intense.
"Hmm...yeah, must've been an abandoned mine or an old cave system that collapsed," you shrugged. 
Nanami nodded in agreement. "I guess that means we'll have to take the long way around." He began to turn his horse in the opposite direction.
"No way," you chuckled, "that'd add another two days to our trip. And we've only got enough food for one more day."
"So that means we go back for more," Nanami hoped he was right this time. But he should've known better.
"And the ball is in a few days," you continued, ignoring his statement. "Do you know how long it's going to take us to make five hundred pastries?" He shook his head. "It'll be at least three full days of work and Dad doesn't like to be rushed."
"Well, what do you suppose we do if we can't walk around and we can't go back?" Nanami's face paled, mentally answering his own question before you had the chance to say anything. You smirked as soon as it clicked with him. He looked toward the sky as if to pray as you leapt off your horse and began rummaging through your bag. 
"Give me your bow," you instructed with quite the roll of thick rope in your hands. 
"Please tell me you're not about to do what I think you're going to do," Nanami whined. "You know I can't live with myself if something bad happens to you."
You simply held out your hand and motioned your fingers toward yourself, an expectant look on your face. Nanami sighed in defeat and removed the weapon from his shoulders, giving you an arrow without instruction.
You fastened the rope to the end of the arrow before taking aim and shooting it across the deep gap.
"You really think that'll carry our weight?" Nanami furrowed his brow. "I don't think they're tough enough for that. And that's not a grappling arrow."
You shrugged. "Worth a shot, right?"
"No!" Nanami panicked as you prepared yourself by sitting on the ledge and fastening the other half to create a makeshift zip-line. "You'd seriously hurt yourself if you fall." He stated as you got back up and walked to your horse. "Y/N..." he cautioned as you hand came up in front of your horses' rear. "Don't..." With a devious smile, you slapped the creature on the behind and it ran off toward home. Nanami sighed and looked away in defeat as you snickered. 
"We're doing this, Kento," you excitedly bit down on your bottom lip and positioned yourself with the bow. "You coming or what?" 
"I don't really have a choice, do I?" Nanami grumbled, taking the bow from your hands so that you could clutch his waist. You hadn't noticed the blush across his face as you took hold, wrapping your arms around his body.
"You do," you said sweetly, "but you'd choose me every time."
"Unfortunately," he continued grumbling before whispering a small prayer. 
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awakenedmaiden · 1 year
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Alright! Now that I'm far enough along. Lets run through all the Ultimates featured in Project Eden.
-Ultimate Debater
-Ultimate Golfer
-Ultimate Lawyer
-Ultimate Matchmaker
-Ultimate Fencer
-Ultimate Marskman
-Ultimate Ship Captain (explicitly not a pirate)
-Ultimate Blacksmith
-Ultimate Entrepreneur
-Ultimate Pro Gamer (Chiaki Nanami is coping and seething right now) ... WAIT WAIT HOLD ON SHE'S GOT A USHANKA WITH A HAMMER AND SICKLE ON IT. ULTIMATE COMMUNIST CONFIRMED? WAIT NO AS I WAS TYPING THIS SHE LITERALLY SAID "BURGEOISE SCUM" SHE REALLY IS
-Ultimate Historian (Most relatable character)
-Ultimate Influencer
-Ultimate Cosmetologist
-Ultimate Drag Racer (Sadje that it is not Formula Racing)
-Ultimate Music Producer
-Ultimate Liar (Kokichi Ouma is ALSO coping and seething right now)
By the way, our playable protagonist (Ultimate Debater) throughout the narration has repeatedly voiced how genuinely pissed he is at being placed on the same academic tier as all these other characters and I am eating it up.
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pseudowho · 3 months
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Your blacksmith nanami changed my life thank you
I know, I entered another plane of existence when I wrote it. I would like to write more of him, but I have so much to write already. Sigh. Take me, Blacksmith!Nanami.
-- Haitch xxx
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northofneverland · 2 years
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Duke!Sakusa 's favourite flavour is the taste of honey mixed with lavender. It's the flavour of the candy you make for when he's feeling unwell. But, he doesn't associate the flavour with sickness but rather the first and only time he kissed you. 
When he was eight, he came down with a cold that had half the kingdom feeling under the weather. You spent days taking care of him, changing the towels on his forehead, rubbing ointment on his chest and feeding him broth that you had simmering in the kitchen. Your family was busy taking care of the rest of the royals in the kingdom, but he was happy that you, one of his closest friends, offered to stay with him. On the fourth night of feeling sick, he clutches your arm as you're about to leave him for the night, his blankets already tucked in around him.
"Can I ask you for something?" he sniffles, using his spare hand to wipe at his running nose. 
"Anything". You push his curly hair back from his sweaty forehead as he forces himself to sit up, your fingers brushing against the two birthmarks on his head. 
"My mom says that kisses make everything better". The apples of his cheeks are flushed, and he's glad he can blame the redness on the fever, not his childish crush. Perhaps, he'll also blame his boldness on the fever, claiming it's making him delirious.
"I've heard that too!". 
"I don't want you to get sick, though." He frowns for a moment before he coughs into his sleeve. "I'm being selfish, forget I even asked".
"I've been taking care of you for four days! There's no way I'm gonna get sick. Besides, I've been eating these." You stick your tongue out and show off the honey candy you've made with your mom to help ease sore throats. 
He ponders this for a moment, before arriving at a compromise. "Just a quick one, right here," he says, pointing to his forehead.
Sakusa waits for you to nod in agreement, before crawling out of his sheets and swinging his body towards you so that he's sitting on the side of the bed, his toes barely touching the ground. Closing his eyes, he tilts his head up, wiping his forehead with his sleeve as he waits for you to kiss his forehead like his mom always does when he has a nightmare.
But you don't lean towards his forehead as he anticipated; your lips land lower, flush against his. And it's a chaste kiss; it's over before he knows it. When he opens his eyes, you're already closing the door to his bedroom and, if he didn't know any better, he'd think it was a dream. The faint taste of honey and lavender on his lips is all he has to remember the moment, and as he crawls back under his covers, he can already feel himself getting better. 
psssst @kagejima, I did it. I wrote something.
Want to read more? Click here to see drabbles (in the same AU) about Bodyguard!Sukuna, Blacksmith!Osamu, Swordsman!Nanami and I guess now, Duke!Sakusa.
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kagejima · 2 years
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Can we also talk about how Bodyguard!Sukuna and reader start falling in love in the middle of the night, over whispered secrets between her closed door? How she’d sit against the door that he guards for hours, and occasionally, fall asleep talking to him. Can we also talk about how she’d wake up tucked in her bed the next morning?
girl, i swear to god i had all your bodyguard asks in order and then i forgot what order i had them in so now im like fuck it, i'll just write them out of order every sukuna sunday fhdjfklasjfasd
ANYWAYS this is tied in to the ABSOLUTELY ENORMOUS royalty AU that wendy and i came up with and have never stopped yelling about to this day.
She oh so kindly gathered all the posts so far and put them in this masterlist if you want to catch up!
We got Bodyguard!Sukuna. We got Swordsman!Nanami. We got Blacksmith!Osamu. We got Duke!Sakusa. We got a bunch of other men I can't even talk about yet because we haven't gotten to them yet fahjfadslfkasfds.
anyways more thoughts under the cut (female reader, reader is the princess, Bodyguard!Sukuna is true form Sukuna size big)
I GOT CARRIED AWAY AGAIN WITH BODYGUARD!SUKUNA. I'LL YELL ABOUT HIM ALL DAY IF I'M ALLOWED :(
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Bodyguard!Sukuna who doesn't really want to admit it to himself, but he thinks that he may be falling for you.
Because he doesn't think he should allow himself the feeling of falling in love.
Not when he has so much at stake - the money he makes from doing this is the only thing keeping his elderly parents healthy and happy. They're his everything. He wants to take care of them the best that he can.
And he tries to control his ever-growing crush by telling himself that he isn't there to be in love with you, he's there to protect you.
But it gets harder with every passing day and night.
Especially on nights like tonight.
And so...
Bodyguard!Sukuna who has his arms folded and sits against the wall across from your door.
When you open your door and just stare at him in your dark purple silk nightgown, his cock stirs in his trousers.
He feels guilt eat at him, because he knows he shouldn't think of you that way.
Think of how his large hands, weathered and worn from helping his father on the farm and continue to be so from countless hours of training to become a knight and now training with Nanami... just how easily his hands could rip that nightgown off of you.
Think of how small you'd look in his arms as he lifted you up into the air, his hands clinging possessively around your bottom as he brought you to your bed.
Think of how gentle he would have to be with you because of his size, how you'd wrap yourself around him and whimper his name as he tried to bring you only pleasure and did his very best to not bring you any pain with his girth.
He exhales slowly as he tries to calm his racing thoughts, and you're still looking at him.
He asks you if you're hungry, because usually when you're awake this late, it's because you barely ate at dinner and you want a snack.
So when you shake your head no, he tells you that you should get back into bed.
Bodyguard!Sukuna who's heart hammers in his chest as you quietly tell him from your doorway that you're having trouble falling asleep.
Bodyguard!Sukuna who sighs when you timidly ask him if he can tell you another story about himself.
Bodyguard!Sukuna who acquiesces to your request.
He knows he should tell you no, he knows he should be adamant in making you try to go back to sleep, but he finds it harder to say no to you each time you ask something silly of him like this.
And he wonders why this is, because he hardly ever shares with anybody else. Everyone else barely knows about his home life, Nanami is probably the one that knows the most about him.
So why is he always so ready to share about his past with you?
Do you use him simply as sleep assistance because you find him boring? This isn't the first time you've asked to hear more about him. He's lost count of the nights now.
Or do you really want to know more about him?
You're a confusing little one.
He lets out a small grunt in pain as he tries to push himself up from the chair against the wall. His training session with Nanami was particularly rough today, and he's feeling it now.
Bodyguard!Sukuna who's heart aches as you rush up to him and ask him if he's hurt, your much smaller hand reaching out and touching his forearm, staying there.
He's just a commoner. You shouldn't be concerned about him like this.
Bodyguard!Sukuna who's heart shatters into a million tiny pieces as you start to get a little teary-eyed, babbling apologies and that you feel terrible for asking him to do something when he's in pain like this.
Bodyguard!Sukuna who shushes you softly, because he knows if anybody sees the two of you like this, it will be bad for the both of you.
One of his large hands comes up and he gently cups the back of your head, assuring you that there's no need to be worried about him, it's only muscle aches and nothing more.
"I'll... I'll stay out here." You tell him, "You won't have to move. I can stay here with you."
"You can't," He smiles softly at you, "What if someone were to see?"
Bodyguard!Sukuna who stiffens when you don't answer him back, because you've already climbed into his lap and put one of his hands over your thighs to make sure he can keep you from falling off.
"Just a little story. And then I'll go to sleep." You promise him.
Bodyguard!Sukuna who looks into your eyes, and he knows he can't tell you no.
"What do you want to know about this time?" He asks, adjusting you so you sit a little better on his lap, one arm is holding your steady around the small of your back and the other rests hesitantly on top of your thighs.
He hopes you can't feel how taut his body is as his mind drifts again briefly to just how much smaller you are in comparison to him.
"Tell me about your father..." You ask him this time, your finger moving in a soothing shapeless pattern against his chest.
And he does.
Bodyguard!Sukuna tells you of how his father never had much to bless him with when he was a young boy, but he still felt like he was.
He tells you of how his father, even though he didn't look like it, had so much knowledge about many things from listening to others when he went to the market to sell their fruits and vegetables. In Sukuna's eyes, he was the smartest man in the world.
One of his fondest memories with him was that once a week, his father would take him outside in the field and lay with him on a scratchy blanket under the stars, and he would point out certain clusters of stars and he would make up tales about everything and anything.
Tales of silly little animal adventures and tales of dragons and armies battling each other and tales of knights falling in love with princesses.
Tales of knights falling in love with princesses...
Bodyguard!Sukuna pauses in his story and glances down at you to see if you've heard him repeat himself.
But you're already fast asleep, your head resting against his chest.
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dragon-cat-eyes · 3 years
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Some context on Danganronpa Revival ,since I haven’t touched on it in a hot minute. Every character has a new ultimate and some characters are separate ( like Hajime and izuru) but they all go to Hope’s Peak. They are split into three classes but this just gonna be a list of every character and their ultimates.
Toko Fukawa: ultimate stroy teller/ hope
Kokichi Oma: ultimate activist
Byakuya Togami: ultimate impressionist (voice)
Nagito komaeda: ultimate animal caregiver
Rantaro Amami: ultimate actor
Korekiyo shinguji: ultimate samurai
Himiko Yumeno: ultimate pop star
Yasuhiro Hagakure: ultimate photographer
Chiaki Nanami: ultimate paleontologist
Kiibo: ultimate artist ( he’s a real boy!!)
Fuyuhiko Kuzuruyu: ultimate botanist
Mondo Owada: ultimate medic
Gundham Tanaka: ultimate matchmaker
Shuichi Saihara: ultimate gang leader
Kaede Akamatsu: ultimate gamer
Gonta Gokuhara: ultimate tattoo artist
Junko Enoshima: ultimate detective
Izuru kamukura: ultimate horror novelist
Kyoko kirigiri: ultimate robot
Nekomaru Nidai: ultimate dog trainer
Ibuki Mioda: ultimate daredevil
Akane Owari: ultimate ribbon dancer
Maki Harukawa: ultimate affluent progeny
Kaito Momota: ultimate drummer ( luminary of the drums)
Kazuichi Soda: ultimate musician
Sonia Nevermind: ultimate confectioner
Kiyotaka Ishimaru: ultimate model
Chihiro Fujisaki: ultimate cosplayer
Peko pekoyama: ultimate swimmer
Leon Kuwata: ultimate scam artist
Miu Iruma: ultimate dancer
Makoto Naegi: ultimate entomologist
Komaru Naegi: ultimate child caregiver
Hajime Hinata: ultimate fashion designer
Haji Towa: ultimate trophy hunter
Ryoma Hoshi: ultimate blacksmith
Twogami: ultimate pharmacist
Aoi Asahina: ultimate ice skater
Sakura Ogami: ultimate horseback rider
Hifumi Yamada: ultimate game designer
Teruteru Hanamura: ultimate programmer
Celestia Ludenberg: ultimate barista
Mikan Tsumiki: ultimate doll maker
Hiyoko Saionji: ultimate inventor
Angie Yonaga: ultimate archeologist
Kirumi Tojo: ultimate historian
Tsumugi Shirogane: ultimate violinist
Mukuro Ikusaba: ultimate nune
Sayaka Maizono: ultimate pianist
Mahiru Koizumi: ultimate magician
Tenko Charbashira: ultimate gambler
Yuta Asahina: ultimate swordsman
Sorry for the long list , that was a lot to type.
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ichorai · 2 months
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currently planning a jujutsu kaisen game of thrones au :) thinking of making it a series where each part is a different character's story within the universe! so far i've got blacksmith!choso, knight!nanami, merchant!geto, lord!toge, master of coin!higuruma, knight!ino king!gojo, and prince!megumi but i might change things around and add more characters
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