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kaylinababy · 9 months

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Longing For More [vi]

⤷ Uzui Tengen x Fem!Reader x Rengoku Kyojuro

♡ back to portal ♡ demon slayer ♡ series ♡ words: 3.5k | reading: n/a

tags fem!reader, slow burn (not kidding in the slightest), angst central, smut (other parts), emotional cheating, fluff, depression, manipulation, maladaptive daydreaming. (lmk if i missed any!)

You all burst out laughing as Tengen questions once more “What’s going on here? Let me in on the fun!” He walks over to the four of you, and his tone clearly shows that he wants answers. “Why are you all acting so suspicious? What is it you four are hiding from me?” Everyone is silent for a moment, waiting to see who will be brave enough to speak first. Everyone failed miserably, as they ended up making the situation more suspicious. You cover your eyes as you feel your cheeks getting hot.

Tengen snorts before he begins looming over like a cloud. “Ah, it's really nothing-” Suma begins before Tengen’s humming cut her off. Her pink face gets hotter. Makio and Hina simply stay silent, hoping that they would be saved from the situation. Makio shakes nervously and blurts “It’s a surprise, my love!” You come to the rescue after seeing how dumbfounded everyone looked. You just wanted to leave. “Don't you like surprises?” you ask sheepishly. His face softens up slightly before a wide smile appears. “Clearly… Do you have one prepared for me right now?” Your eyes rapidly dart to the other wives for help.

Their eyes tell you that you’re on your own. They then try not to seem suspicious as they try to look away. “Can you at least give me a little, tiny hint?” He asked curiously, while looking around with a bright smile on his face. “Not yet!” You say as your voice goes a bit higher than usual. The silence in the room is deafening as Tengen looks around. Of course he doesn't find anything. His eyes lock onto you and Makio you for a few seconds, as he then leans against the wall. “I see... you're good.” He chuckles and then smiles down at everyone before focusing on Makio.

Hina and Suma are still pretending they weren't involved in the plan, even though both of them have a sheepish expression. Makio seems to be giggling to herself, as she keeps glancing over at you and mouthing insults. You scowl at her before attempting to pinch her cheek. Makio lets out a squeak and quickly covers her mouth to hide her laughter. You also laugh and slap her hand away as you both begin arguing, getting louder over time. The bickering between the two of you gets his attention once again “Hey! Both of you behave!”

Everyone goes stoic, afraid of his strict tone. His strict tone only got scarier and scarier, especially for you, as he hasn’t raised his voice to you in particular. All of you jump with his declaration “I'm going to go upstairs, so I want all of you to be on good behavior.” With that, he walks past while patting all of your heads before going upstairs to the master bedroom. The four of you share glances as a collective sigh is shared. You stand up and begin to wash the dishes from this morning. The others disperse as Suma finishes her food.

After she drops her plate with you, she goes to Makio who is hovering over you. “Why'd you have to do that, Makio?” She whispered, as she shot a glare. “What? I didn't even do anything!” You raise a soapy finger at them telling them to keep it down, to no avail. “You caused him to yell for no reason at all this time!” Suma pointed out in a whine. “Okay, but it wasn’t on purpose though!” Makio frowns as she crossed her arms. After realizing how childish she seemed, Makio then rolled her eyes. “Whatever, I'll just go up to Tengen now.”

You decide to get catty as your back is still turned “Of course you're gonna go cry to him!” Hina enters the kitchen and idles by. Suma’s voice gets higher “Don't tease her like that!” Hina chuckles lightly as she spoke "It's true... She does cry to him everytime she gets in trouble.” Makio looks away in embarrassment before she storms upstairs and slams what can be presumed to be the master bedroom’s door. You turn around and stare at the two ladies left with you, all knowing that she probably will not uphold the experiment you agreed on, as well as the possibility of ratting everyone out.

The next day while in the carriage to the Rengoku Estate, you’re still trying your best to understand how to go about your relationship with Tengen now. Everyone seems to have positives and negatives to their relationship with him, and it all seems confusing. Tengen smiles at you, though it's a fake smile. It's easy to tell that he's skeptical of what you say and do, and it’s getting boring. The clouds are hanging dark in the sky today, and you hope that Kyojuro does that especially cute act. Holding out an umbrella outside of the estate, is the man of the hour. He inches closer as the carriage comes to a stop, already knowing you don’t ever remember to bring any cover.

The morning was as tame as usual, watching Kyojuro and Senjuro enjoy what breakfast you have prepared, with the additional rain hitting the roof of the mansion. Something is in the air, and Kyojuro just seems to have a little pep in his step today. He focused mainly on some type of project, as he often asked for tea refills and additional paper scraps when you had the time. A part of you felt upset that he was sitting writing for most of the day, but his back and arms flexing were putting on quite the show. You watched them a little too much, and cleaned the window a couple times over ‘just in case you missed a spot’. The estate was also a bit more quiet… which meant your ears got a break.

When it comes time for dinner, you both sit at the table, with the little boy on the couch eating, wanting to be adventurous and all. “It looks delicious. Thank you, y/n.” You can’t remember to exhale. Kyojuro is just sitting right next to you, it’s unbearably comfortable yet foreign. You can hear his soft grunts as he savors the food you made for him. He’s never sat this close… it’s always been at least across from you. He’s taking his sweet time with each bite as well, making you feel hot.

The both of you eat in silence for a few minutes, until Kyojuro decided to bring up a talking point. “I have a question for you that has nothing to do with your duties, if you don't mind me asking.” Your eyes snap to his face, trying to give yourself hints. “Anything.” You look at him as you chew. He spends a few moments thinking, making you feel anxious. A smile can then be seen on his face. “What is it like being one of Tengen's wives?” Leave it to him to not show any signs of being shy or uncomfortable after asking what could be a potentially touchy question.

With your eyes widened, your brain takes a moment to stutter. “Kyojuro-” You have to be careful with your words. He cuts you off “You don't have to answer if you don't feel up to it.” His wide eyes focus on his plate until you speak up. Your plate also looks quite interesting… The designs are- “It has it's ups and downs.” Oh god he’s not saying anything. Kyojuro focuses on his chopsticks “Of course, I'm sure the positives outweigh the negatives, otherwise you wouldn't be there with him, yes?”

“Right... Right, of course.” You take a hearty bite. What other phrases can you use to keep the conversation vague? You both do not regularly discuss about each others personal lives, even though you don’t necessarily need to start asking, as Kyojuro can be a social butterfly, especially during meals. You almost pass out, thankful for him changing the subject again to avoid further embarrassment. “Do you like working as a maid? Do you enjoy doing these tasks?”

“I love it. I enjoy it even more so than where I am supposed to.” Housework being done in your home is a chore… but not here. “Really? I see.” He gives a warm smile. "May I ask why? I find it a little strange.” You clear your throat. “I understand. It's peaceful here... and Senjuro just brightens up my days.” You look at the boy, who is playing with his rice, making you and Kyojuro both cut your eyes in silent annoyance before continuing to eat and glance at one another.

“And we both know that Tengen is a lot more talkative than peaceful.” He says, grinning, as if implying that Tengen can be a bother. You don’t deny it and grin along. He puts his chopsticks aside and looks at you intently as he continues “You know what, y/n? Tengen and I are quite different in our personalities.” Yes, please talk more about yourself… please. “Do you think I am wrong for enjoying the polarity, Kyojuro?” Did that sound too forward? He stares at you for a moment, his eyes dancing around the room eventually. “No, you're not wrong at all. The polarity is what makes him and I great friends.”

Senjuro passes by, putting his plate somewhere in the kitchen and going outside into the misty environment after the rain stopped a few moments ago. “It's enjoyable getting experience for the future from the little ones like him” you speak softly, smiling to yourself. “You'd make a great mother, y/n” Kyojuro says with closed eyes. A small blush appears on your face without you noticing. “Pardon- What I'm trying to say is that you are really good with children, and I believe you will be an amazing mother someday.” You clear your throat again out of nervousness “Thank you, Kyojuro.”

“I actually am glad you said that; I wish to be a good mother *some day*” your voice trails off at the end, remembering that the dream of yours is practically slipping out of your fingers by now. As he looks at you with a gentle gaze, he calmly affirms “I wish that for you too, y/n.” You tuck stray hairs behind your ear. His booming voice startles you “Is that something you think of often? Becoming a mother?”

“Yes. It’s always been a dream of mine. A personal dream.”

“Tengen may very well be a good father figure by your side.”

Your heart skips a beat. Would he? Your face goes dim as you take longer than usual to chew. Kyojuro’s voice sounds like a lullaby… he would be the kind of man to- “y/n, is something the matter?” His hand lays on top of yours, making you immediately stiffen. “No, no” You blurt. For a few seconds you both just sit at the table looking at anything but each other. The atmosphere feels a little bit tense, but the silence allows for careful wording. “Is everything good with Tengen? Is there anything wrong between you two?” Kyojuro’s hand gets a better hold of your right hand that is flat on the table. Your gaze meets his, trying to distract yourself from his warm touch. “Tengen is a good man.”

He furrows his brows “y/n. Whenever I ask-”

“Tengen is just… a character.” You look away with furrowed brows. “He can be, but he cares for you, remember that he always puts his family first.” Kyojuro says to you before removing his hand and he picks up his chopsticks once more. Damn you, Kyojuro. You focus on your plate, noticing the little details on the rim, and don’t know how much time passes. “May I ask a question that does not revolve around him exactly?” You nod and finally make eye contact.

Kyojuro takes a deep breath, “Why is it that you feel more comfortable at my home than you do at your own?” Your expression fades into a blank one as you immediately look back at your food. You forgot you told him that one day… he’s good. “I’m in good company. And of course, the conversation earlier.” You hope that it is enough to satisfy him as he smiles at you while chewing.

You both nod at each other before his eyes close. “That's very sweet, y/n. I like the idea of helping you achieve these dreams of being a mother.” You drop the food from your chopsticks with your eyes wide. Did he mean for it to sound so… “Kyoju-” His interrupting laughter makes your face flush and you shovel the food into your mouth. Kyojuro speaks with a soothing tone “What I mean, y/n, is that I would be very happy to see you achieve your dream.” You choke out “Unfortunately the timing is not up to me” before you even realize it.

Kyojuro nods, as if to show he understands. Then he look at you with a soft smile. “Time will tell, y/n. When the time comes, I hope you can be the mother you always wanted to be.” Then he adds “I wish that for you. In fact, I truly do.” You smile, a little too much, at him. Your eyes dance around his facial features, noticing his puffy cheeks before he swallowed his bites. A genuine smile appears on his face as he remembers the words that he just spoke. Kyojuro gives a light sigh, and then uses a soft voice.

“Tengen is my best friend… but I will keep your answer under wraps.” Your chest feels like it’s caving in. The tone of his voice becomes a little bit more serious, even though he’s continually smiling “It's a question, just like earlier, and I hope you can answer it honestly.”

“I will always be honest with you.” Covering your nose with how fast you blurted that, he continues after a moment for him to chew. “Is everything alright with Tengen?” You immediately avoid his gaze as you begin to seem focused on deterring. He won’t let this go until you answer… And you want to keep talking to him. “I have much love for him, Kyojuro…” Is he testing you? A pause is felt in the air, as he stares down at you trying to understand your answer, his gaze sharp. The only sounds heard are the clacks of your chopsticks trying desperately to grab food and Kyojuro’s gentle breaths. He continues patiently waiting for a better answer to his question. “He is my husband, I-”

Kyojuro is stiff as a board. He takes a breath, and the calm and peaceful expression that he usually has returns. With a gentle demeanor he says to you “y/n, are you happy with him? Is he a good husband to you?” You stand up abruptly and speak as you head to the kitchen. “Excuse me, Kyojuro. I don’t mean to be rude.” He stands up at the same time you do without missing a beat. He follows you and gives you a substantial amount of space, but you still feel his heat. “I apologize for anything that made you sad or uncomfortable.” His voice seemed to have gotten deeper. “You will never make me sad, even if you intend to.” You bite your lip.

“But you look sad, y/n. I can see it in your eyes.” He looks at you with a genuine concern. What's on his mind? Is he just referring to your outburst? Or is it the change in attitude when you can get away from your estate? “I just want to hear what you were going to say... please.” His voice makes you feel like you’re on cloud nine.

You decide to do what you do best. “I am happy with my life, but I am not content.” You want to burst out laughing. You know through his breathing that he felt that your response was not satisfactory. He continues with his deep tone. “Are you afraid of what I might think if you tell me how you really feel?”

You say nothing and nod. You need time to think. You can’t handle being this close to him and having him look at you in this manner. Tengen doesn’t let you think. Kyojuro takes a breath and nods along with a hum. He touches your shoulder. “That's okay. You take your time to think about it, and when you are ready to say it, I am here for you.” Then his tone becomes a bit more light and positive. “In the meantime, eat your food while it's hot!” Unbeknownst to you, a tear is forming in your eyes. You giggle “Ah yes… I almost forgot about it-” His hand moves from your shoulder to your cheek, barely adding pressure to wipe it off. You pause with your lips parted, eyes darting anywhere else. He immediately turns his back and you let out a shaky breath.

Sitting back down next to each other, you eat a good portion of your food before he snaps his head to you. “I too, have a dream I wish for, y/n.” Your eyes turn into saucers, egging him on. “One of my deepest desires is a family of my own-” You’re going to faint. You’re trying not to wobble. “I love my father and my younger brother. It is just that, I feel like I am incomplete without having my own children to protect, love, and to have by my side.” He confesses, his eyes and tone full of emotions not expressed to you before. “That is the reason why I take care of Senjuro’s emotions and encourage him... I see myself as a father in those moments.”

“The mother of your children will be lucky indeed.” You feel as though you’re sinning. You ignore the way his arm stutters when picking up his bite of food. He rambles absentmindedly about the happiness he would feel waking up to his children smiling up at him, waking him out of his slumber, and more. You don’t realize your food is cold by now. His voice gets quieter as he continues, which makes you want to make things less awkward.

All this future children talk makes you drop some of the food once more from your utensil, but not on your plate this time. He chuckles, trying to make the situation a little bit less awkward. “This is what dreams do to us. They make us think impossible things and sometimes makes us drop our well desired food.” He says cheerfully. “Let me just clean this for you.” Kyojuro grabs a cloth from the table and wipes the sauce left from the impact. His hands. The up and down movement. Your lips part as you look at him swiftly moving on the table.

His eyes go wide and your body goes stiff before the cleaning task is over and you both finish your already lukewarm dinners. You clean the plates as Kyojuro washes them for you. The squeaks the cloth makes against the clean dishes scratches your brain nicely. “Do you feel lonely sometimes?” He speaks, drastically lower than usual. You look at him curiously and nod, “But I never feel lonely in your estate.”

“That's good.” he smiles gently. “You know, I don't feel lonely either, with you.” Your cheeks feel hot as his near whisper tugs at your heart strings. “I’m glad you’re here.”

“I’m glad to be here, Kyojuro.” You want to be here all the time… He laughs before continuing “The warmth you bring… If it was only me running this home, with no help at all, I wouldn't even be able to keep the door open. The fact that you do what you can, makes me incredibly happy.” He has no idea how your imagination is running wild. “Is that so?” You look at him directly in his eyes, not daring to look at his parted lips. “I am being completely honest with you, y/n. And, it is not only me that appreciates you. Senjuro-”

He pauses and your jaw starts to ache from excitement feeling his breath hitting your face. “-considers you a second mother, and he thinks of your presence in this house just as much as I do. He feels your warmth, just like I do.” You look at him with stars in your eyes. Your mouth opens but anything you say would cone out without you weighing the consequences.

“I will await your next visit, y/n.”

When your carriage arrives, Kyojuro helps you board, Holding your hand tightly, you feel your body go limp. He’s such a strong man… They seem to be your type. You swallow your saliva and smile warmly at him before he does the same and leaves you be. You watch from the back panel, as Senjuro and Kyojuro watch your carriage disappear until the next time. What are you going to write in your journal?

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kennyieeee · 10 days

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request by: @colorfulengineerdeer

Soft Spot

Yandere! Hongou Hina x Fem! Reader

(ft. Nozomi.)

(Kenny: I haven't read Isshou Senkin for a while so sorry if it's not accurate.)

Info/TWs: oneshot/story type, female reader, platonic/romantic yandere, yandere themes, overprotective, jealousy(?), profanity, takes place after hina was crippled or something i think, reader barely appears or does anything, nozomi centered you're seeing the story through her eyes, written 2nd person perspective

𝐒𝐲𝐩𝐧𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐬: Nozomi wanted to see how Hina was faring at high school with such injuries. Fortunately, and unfortunately for her, she found a weak point in Hina. (wc: 1,336)

"Hmm... Why are you here? Nozomi~? Came to spy on me?" Hina playfully hummed, her star irises glittered, staring at Nozomi from top to bottom.

Koyo Girl's Academy. —Is where Nozomi stood.

The air resonates with familiarity, making the both of them remember a bit of that time when they kidnapped Hina to use her in the underground fighting organization.

"I came here to pick you up, we're going to the place, 'you know what', and discuss some stuff you might be interested in," Nozomi says, her tired eyes with deep eye bags looking at Hina's cheery and upbeat face.

It's a bit uncanny since she's all bandaged up like she was hit by a truck. Rather, it came from a ring and an intense fight that almost cost a life.

"Hmmm? It's a bit too early for that, don't you think?" Hina replies, a matter of fact.

"I've got time to kill, we can go to a cafe if you want," Nozomi says.

"...Hmmm... I'm sorry I've got some plans today, maybe next time?" Hina smiles. A pleasant face, and a cheery voice, yet Nozomi managed to spot a hint of hostility and threat.

Nozomi thinks about it over, normally, Hina would be beyond excited at a chance of another challenger for her. Even in a damaged state, she knows that Hina will still want to be in a good spirit fight.

So it's a bit weird that she would be willing to refuse.

"It's important... But whatever, if you're busy, then it's fi—"

"Hina! Sorry I'm late, I had to arrange my books..." Nozomi's sentence was cut off by you, a third person entering the scene. You called out to Hina, running and waving, the moment you stood beside her, you took notice of the woman she was talking to.

"Hello. You must be Hina's friend?" You politely ask her.

"...Yeah." Nozomi stared at you with dead eyes, you didn't seem even slightly intimidated at all.

"[Name]." Hina blinked, trying to catch your attention.

"Oh, Hina, right... We're gonna go on a date." You say, finally taking notice of her. She beams so brightly and attaches herself to you, so fast despite being crippled. To which you say: "Don't move quickly like that!" —in worry.

"A date?" Nozomi was stunned, after all, it was too blunt. A date? With Hina? It may be possible, but in what universe?

"No... We're not dating. It's just an outing..." You sighed, and Nozomi couldn't help but notice that Hina got a bit upset at your words.

Nozomi prepared herself for what she was about to ask. "In that case, can I tag along?"

Nozomi felt aggravation seep out from Hina's aura, until she blinked and decided to say that: "Okay! You can join. The more, the merrier!"

Hina smiled, not a single trace of said aggravation.

"Okay... So where are we going?" You ask.

"Hmmm... I want to eat at McDonalds!" Hina smiled brightly as Nozomi observed and trailed behind.

—@—

"I was suddenly surprised when she got to school, all bandaged up and crippled like that!" You converse to Nozomi, mentioning the girl who sat beside you was scarfing down a double cheeseburger. She gulped the food down before taking it to you.

"I got in an accident," Hina states.

"Then you should be in a hospital and taking a rest! Not frying up your brain at school." You nag. "Come on, you get me worried a lot."

"But I like you being a worrywart." Hina teased. Her star irises looking at you intensely.

Nozomi wanted to groan and puke at the sight of the two of you talking to one another. It's like being third-wheeled in the worst way possible.

From how much Hina is glaring at her with a smile so openly.

Anyhow, Nozomi is bored from this date, she forgot she ever wanted to tag along.

Taking a sip of her coffee, she decided to talk.

"About the fight..."

Nozomi could feel all the signs of Hina being livid.

She had never seen her so mad before. It gave her the chills as much as she tried to be unperturbed.

"Fight? What fight, Hina... Don't tell me you got injured because of gangsters...?" You softly say, a bit surprised.

Hina stares at her wide with star irises, a star it may be, it looks like nothing but a void. She feels her anger bubbling in. A telltale sign to make your choices carefully. And by that I mean ABSOLUTELY, do not fuck this shit up and make her any more mad than she already is.

"It's a video game, Hina is trying to win a championship in a video game contest through a fight." Nozomi calmly replies to hide the fact that she's panicking.

"Ah... I see, why didn't you say so? Well, I hope you do well, good luck in that fight, Hina!" You cluelessly said, trying to be as supportive as you can.

How gullible.

Nozomi wonders why you didn't even ask or push further but instead accepted it quickly. She also wonders why Hina got your attention.

You were the opposite, nothing like those people of the underground.

Why would a walking psychotic biological weapon like Hina be interested in a weak, gullible human? It makes Nozomi curious.

"Of course, thank you [Name]! I'll be sure to enjoy that fight..." Hina's last sentence was laced with a venom of ecstasy.

—@—

"Awww... It's time to go???" Hina whined as she was separated from you. Now waving of your goodbyes.

"Goodbye! Stay safe out there okay?" You worriedly said in a hurry and ran off into the sunset. Hina thinks that you came so fast and left as quickly. But it doesn't matter, she had tons of fun hanging out with you. She even got you to go shopping for accessories to match! And try some sweet treats in the streets you haven't tried yet or walk peacefully under the—

"Hurry up and quit your whining. The sun is setting, we might have time for the meeting." Nozomi stated, looking at the clock on her wrist.

"Hmm..." Hina was still staring at where you left off.

"...I see that you have a soft spot," Nozomi says as she drags her on the way to the underground. Hina goes along willingly. "Are you in love with her or something?" Nozomi asks Hina, who is still looking at your footprints.

"...Yeah. Why wouldn't I be?" Hina broke free from her grasp and ran into the front of Nozomi's path.

"I love, love, love, LOVE, [Name]!!" Hina says cheerfully... No, maniacally? Nozomi can't exactly tell, perhaps it's a mix of both. "Are you telling me I can't love her?"

"No, no I'm not, you sure do, it's evident by the fact that you glare at me whenever I try to talk to her or whether she tries to talk to me. Maybe that's the reason." Nozomi waved her hands off. "But you do know what that means... Right? How much value does your love for her mean?"

"Are you telling me that you're gonna kidnap her and make her a hostage to get what you want from me?" A gleeful smile remained plastered on her lips.

"But you already have me on a leash, don't you? Aren't you having fun at the revolution I did at your little underground fighting organization?" The sunset shaded her starry eyes perfectly, making them shine brightly.

"...Of course, I'm not gonna get your way, Hina, not at all." Nozomi raised her hands in defense.

"I see..."

"But if you are ever planning to lay a single finger on [Name]..." Nozomi felt the temperature drop a ton of degrees as soon as Hina tossed her words.

"—I'll make sure to break all your bones with my own hands. ♡" The star in Hina's eyes showed nothing but a danger sign.

"That is... Quite scary to imagine." Nozomi thought loudly.

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nanamin-nah-nanamine · 3 months

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Satoru and his moon

hey guys I hope you all enjoy this little kidfic I whipped together. for clarification Satoru and Suguru are around ten here. If you enjoy leave a rb,like or comment and lmk if you want this to become a series

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Once upon a time, there was a boy who fell in love with the moon. A lonely boy, just shy of five years old and cursed with the greatest gift of all; power. The little god who shifted the plates of jujutsu society and paid for it in solitude. Satoru Gojo. The bearer of six eyes and limitless, the cure to the world’s poison, the start of a new era. Satoru was many things, but mainly; he was lonely. He had no siblings, being a male and the bearer of such precious techniques, his mother’s job was considered done. In the world of the clans she had hit the jackpot by giving birth to him and was given the freedom to do what she pleased. What seemed to please her most was leaving and forgetting her son had ever existed. Satoru doesn’t even know what she looked like.

The jealous women of the estate liked to talk and it turned out his mother was nothing but a common whore. Satoru didn’t know what a whore was, but the way they laughed and teased him when no one was looking, it couldn’t be anything nice. He didn’t try to ask his father, the man was too busy to answer unimportant questions. Satoru didn’t see his father often, but he didn’t mind. His cursed energy felt weird and made Satoru nauseous. He didn’t need a mother or father anyways when he had Hina-chan. She was technically his nursemaid, but was more of a mother to him than anyone. She’s the first face he sees in the morning and the last before he goes to bed. She was also the one to get him out of trouble before his father could find out.

“Gojo-sama”she would chide gently, plucking him out of the muddy puddle he had taken residence in. “You’re all dirty now”

But one flash of that dimpled smile and he was usually off the hook. He used that to his advantage. Yes, Satoru was lonely. Hina-chan had other duties besides running after him and he wasn’t allowed to play with the other children on the estate lest they corrupt him. The only interactions he really got were from teachers,trainers and Hina-chan, but for someone so lonely he was constantly surrounded by glaring eyes and envious glances. People wanted him dead. He knew the taste of poison and it was much too dangerous for him to go beyond the estates grounds. Coddled and neglected. Like fine china, sat up on a shelf but not used even once. Around the age of six he learned the fine art of sneaking from his bedroom to sit in the garden and by the age of ten he had mastered it. It was quiet then. The pond rippled,the sun’s blinding gaze was put to rest and the cloying cursed energy had dulled to a hum. Peaceful it was to just sit and not be watched. He found comfort sitting and watching the moon, sometimes talking, sometimes not. It was all well and good, he finally had peace. Until one day something peculiar happened. The moon was dim. The stars still shone bright, but the moon had lost its shine. The night was dark, and Satoru didn’t fear the dark. He didn’t fear anything, but he was a bit disappointed. Climbing from his window proved to be a bit difficult without any light, but it wasn’t impossible. His bare feet hit the soft grass and a melodic voice spoke to him.

“So you came”it said, full of mirth.

“I always come here,”he frowned, crossing his arms. “Who are you? Why are you here?”

The boy let out a soft laugh that sounded like bells. “And here I thought we had become good friends, Satoru-kun”

“It’s gojo-sama to you”the young boy huffed, puffing out his chest. “Now, who are you?”

The cursed energy glowed around him bright enough to shine light on the strange boy. He had long black hair and amber eyes, a kimono made of silk that glittered under the light and sparkled like stardust. He also appeared to be around Satoru’s age but had a strange aura about him.

“I am the moon,”the boy said evenly.

“You’re the…moon?”Satoru said slowly.

“Yes”the boy laughed, “your people call me Tsukuyomi no mikoto, but I think you may be too young to know that yet”

Satoru huffed. “I’m not a child”

“But you are”the boy smiled and…it didn’t sound malicious. It didn’t sound angry. It was confusing, it made him angry. The cursed energy within him boiled and his eyes glowed. To be shown impudence was to be disrespected. He was the bearer of six eyes and limitless, the heir to the gojo clan. He would not sit here and be disrespected.

“Who the fuck do you think you are?”he spat. “Coming to my estate to sit here and tell me lies! I could have you killed for this, do you know that? Are you aware of who I am? You should be bowing before me--”

“You are an angry one,”the boy interrupted with a slight chuckle. “But I have not deceived you, Satoru-kun. I am who I said I was”

“The moon?”Satoru scoffed.

“Yes I am,”the boy said, “the moon and a god, one in the same. I reign over the moon of this planet”

“I-”

“And I do know who you are, Satoru-kun”the boy continued, “the night you were born caused quite the fuss”

Satoru’s headspun. “W-well if you’re a god, then why are you a child!”

The boy threw his head back and let out a full belly laugh. “Even gods are children once, Satoru”

Satoru stared at him.

“And my mother is human,”the boy amended.

“Aha!”he cried, pointing his finger accusingly. “So you’re only half a god!”

The boy tilted his head. “Why half? I’m fully god and fully human”

“I..I don’t know”Satoru said. He’d never thought of it like that before. “Well, before I just believe you’re a god you have to prove it!”

The boy nodded, “alright, if you wish”

The boy clenched his fist and slowly opened it to reveal a bright orb in its place. It glowed silver and rotated slowly in his palm.

“Is that…”

“A star?”the boy smiled, “it is.”

The boy really was a god.

“I still don’t understand why you’re so small,”Satoru frowned, “if you’re half god, shouldn’t you be bigger?”

“I am bigger when i’m at home”the boy said, “but when i come to earth i take on my human form and walk as a mortal”

Satoru’s heart stopped beating for a second. “So…you could die as a human?” The boy nodded. “I’m assuming so”

Satoru didn’t like the sound of that. The thought of losing his only friend made his stomach hurt.

“Well, whenever you’re here i’ll watch you!”he declared, “I am the strongest after all”

“The strongest with no manners”the boy laughed. “You haven’t even asked my name”

Satoru’s cheeks turned pink and he frowned, punching the boy's shoulder. “I was getting to that!”

“Sure you were,”the boy teased, but he was still smiling.

“Well what is it”he grumbled.

“Geto Suguru”the boy said. Satoru’s eyes widened.

“You have a japanese name!?”

“That’s what surprises you?”Suguru said, rolling his eyes“I told you, my mom is human…and we’re speaking Japanese right now”

“It could have been a coincidence!” “Mhm”Suguru said, giving him a look, “it’s okay to be wrong sometimes”

“Nope”Satoru said, shaking his head, “Not me, i’m never wrong”

“Right”Suguru smiled, “Oh great Gojo-sama is never wrong”

Satoru frowned and punched his shoulder again.

“Ow”

“Don’t call me that”Satoru grumbled.

“What? gojo-sama?”Suguru teased and successfully dodged the next punch thrown his way.

“Quit it!”Satoru groaned, “We..we’re friends, you don’t have to call me that okay? It’s weird”

“I was just teasing,”Suguru amended, patting the white haired boy’s shoulder. “I won’t call you that anymore”

“Good,”Satoru said, quickly returning to his cheeky smile. “As long as I can call you Suguru-kun”

Suguru-kun. The dark-haired boy smiled and nodded. “Yes, yes you can”

Satoru’s grin broadened. “Well Suguru-kun, have you ever played digimon?”

#jujutsu kaisen #jjk fic #satosugu fanfic #satosugu #jjk au #jujutsu kaisen getou #jujutsu kaisen gojo #jujutsu kaisen fluff #jujutsu kaisen fanfiction #satoru gojo #geto suguru #jjk kid fic #jjk fluff #satosugu fluff #guys they have my heart #little Satoru #I'll throw up #jjk #satoru x suguru

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❝ you’re looking at me but you’re not seeing me. do you know how that feels? just see me. please. ❞ with a Mitsuya that thinks you don’t feel anything for him but in reality you love it so much it hurts? 🥺 please?

Congrats on the milestone!!!!!!!!!!!

NOT STRONG ENOUGH.

pairings — mitsuya takashi x female!reader.

warnings — fluff, a tiny bit of angst because it's friends to lovers.

word count — 1.5k

notes — happy birthday mitsuya my beloved!!! also, im sorry for the other requests i've ignored to write this, but soon i'll reach to them i swear dsghasd

tagging — @tooweirdforyou @1900-aria @etheralyonn @rayfuyu @chronic-claire-universe @aqualesha @winterv-black @softbajis @dai-tsukki-desu @aftermxxn @danceafternoon @sureconfused @sanzuhachoo

takashi couldn’t be more grateful to his friends for remembering his birthday, and throwing him a surprise party. if he had the reins of what his birthday would be, he would probably spend it alone, working on a new fashion project and, probably, gathering everyone to celebrate it on the weekend.

he didn’t suspect anything when you appeared in his atelier, all smiles and silly antics, even though he knew you had college classes on that day. you said you had taken the day off to spend the day with your best friend — and takashi really tried to not be bitterwith your words, because he wished he was more than just your best friend. he had been in love with you since middle school, when emma brought you to a toman meeting because your parents were traveling, and she didn’t want to leave you all alone in your house. but he appreciated the gesture, and was even ashamed when you paid for his lunch at a well-known, and quite fancy restaurant. you two were broken young adults, but you dismissed his worries with a beautiful smile on his face.

when you two arrived at his apartment — after an afternoon laced with laugh and subtle touches from his side — and everyone screamed “surprise”, he tried to pretend to be mad at you, but the sheer happiness dripping from your eyes from seeing takashi looking so happy stopped him in his tracks.

that, and chifuyu’s arm on your waist.

he swallowed hard before draken took him to engage in a chat with pah and peh, who wanted to know everything about his new project. but his lavender eyes kept glancing back at you, and how happy you seemed to have chifuyu touching you, and now he wished nobody did anything for his birthday. he wished everyone had forgotten about it, even his mom and his sisters, who were chatting excitedly with hina about her plans to her future wedding — takemichi just proposed, after all.

everyone said he was a crybaby, but he was far braver than takashi.

he was supposed to yank chifuyu’s arms from your waist and take you somewhere else, tell you about his feelings for you and make you his. but he would never interrupt your happiness — and if you found it with chifuyu instead of him, what he was supposed to do? he was your best friend, and he would do anything to see you happy. even though that meant stepping back and ignoring his feelings until they were just the ghost of the flame they were now, watching as how chifuyu was going to do with you everything he dreamed about.

takashi continued his chat with his friends and former gang colleagues, even if his chest seemed to be bleeding from inside-out.

draken gave him a curious look and he tried to brush off his best friend’s thoughts with a smile — and soon hakkai joined their small circle, and for a while, takashi forgot about you. however, when he excused himself from his friends to give his sisters and mom a kiss on their checks and spend a few moments with them, he saw it.

chifuyu had his hand on your cheek, and it seemed he was leaning down to give your lips a kiss.

takashi thought he was strong enough to see you fall in love with someone else and not be bothered about it — your happiness always came first than his — but that was too much for him. he changed his path with quick steps to his room, and nobody seemed to notice it.

but your eyes were on him, the entire night, and you promptly excused yourself to see what happened to him. it was takashi’s birthday, and you hoped nothing happened to make him sad — you deduced that from the frown on his face and the way he rushed down the hall to his room.

you knocked twice before turning the doorknob, heart beating fast. you would use that opportunity to give mitsuya his birthday gift, and you hoped he would love it. draken said he would, and you trusted him — after emma’s death, he seemed to be adamant in playing matchmaker with you and his friend and, while you were grateful to his doings, you knew takashi only saw you as his female best friend. and that was fine with you, until you saw a model flirting with him, and you noticed that you weren’t strong enough to witness him falling in love with someone else other than you.

“‘kashi?” you whispered in the darkness of his room, the bedside lamp beside his bed the only source of light inside it. he was sitting on his bed, head low and shoulders trembling — and a gasp left your lips as soon as you noticed he was crying.

nobody was supposed to be crying on their birthday.

you hurriedly sat beside him, hands encircling his shoulders to bring his head to rest on your chest. you wished you could feel his pain for him — nothing hurt more than seeing takashi suffering, and you wanted to fight whoever made him feel this way. but who could’ve done it? he was just chatting with the boys before he went to his room. was he feeling overwhelmed by the party? did something happen before you went to his workplace?

“what happened?” you asked when he calmed down, his hands gripping your waist as if it would be the last time he would feel your skin beneath his fingertips.

he stayed in silence for a few moments, before getting up and freeing himself from your hold. you missed his warmth already.

“you’re looking at me but you’re not seeing me.” he started, a bit uncertain, afraid to end something he cherished like nothing else — your friendship.

you tilted your head in confusion, not following his line of thinking well. before it hit you. was he upset because of you and chifuyu? but he was only making sure you didn’t have anything strange on your teeth. “do you know how that feels?” the desperation in his voice wasn’t like anything you ever saw, and to know you were the cause of it made you punch yourself. “just see me. please.”

you saw him. oh, how you saw him — but the words weren’t coming to your mouth, and you watched as his eyes became dull of any emotion from your lack of answer.

takashi knew he shouldn’t have said anything. you didn’t feel the same, of course, and now he ruined the only thing that he couldn’t live without. “forget i said anything.” he smiled down at you, a pained one, and he knew he needed to get out of his room before he broke down in tears again. “i wish you and chifuyu the most happiness the world can offer.”

he felt like a robot walking to his door, and when his hand was already at his doorknob, your voice stopped him. “why do you think i would be happy with ‘fuyu?” your voice was small and you felt like a child trying to ask forgiveness for their parents. “when i am the happiest when i’m with you?”

your words paralysed him and his brain shut down, thinking that it was a dream and that in reality you were disgusted with him from being jealous of your new boyfriend, but your warmth on his back — arms around his torso and head nuzzled between his shoulders blades — brought him back.

“i see all of you, takashi.” you started again, gasping when he turned in your hold, hands cupping your face. you felt embarrassed with how intense his eyes were. “how could i not? you were everything i ever wanted since i was thirteen.”

you two stayed in silence for a few minutes, enjoying each other’s presence and the lightness of not having to hide your true feelings anymore. it was good, having takashi’s warm hands on your cheeks and tracing your lips, like you ever dreamed about — or, on his case, being able to touch you freely and having your arms around him not in a friendly way.

“can i give you your birthday present?” you whispered, and blushed under how captivated by the way your lips moved he seemed to be.

“of course, my love.”

you giggled at the pet name and takashi smiled, a faint red color on his cheeks. he still couldn’t believe that what was happening was real, and not just a product of his imagination — it would be cruel to wake up alone on his bed after basking in your warmth for longer than normal.

your hands traveled from his torso to his shoulders, one cupping his jaw and bringing his lips closer to your face. “happy birthday, takashi.” you whispered against his lips, before pressing yours to his, in a sweet kiss that you only thought it would happen in your dreams.

#mitsuya takashi x reader #mitsuya takashi #tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers x reader #mitsuya x reader #takashi mitsuya #tokyo revengers fluff

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iceflwers · 2 months

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𝓪𝓵𝓵𝓲𝓼𝓸𝓷 “𝓪𝓵𝓵𝔂” 𝓽𝓪𝓷𝓪𝓴𝓪 !

˚✧ ₊˚ʚ THE BASICS !

— ❥ FULL NAME: Allison Marilyn Tanaka.

— ❥ NICKNAMES: Ally (most commonly used), Al, A, Princess of Darkness, Tattoo Girl (by Matthew Knies for a while), Naka, sweetheart, honey.

— ❥ DATE OF BIRTH: October 30th, 1998 (Scorpio).

— ❥ BIRTHPLACE: Toronto, Ontario, Canada.

— ❥ CURRENT RESIDENCE: Toronto, Ontario, Canada.

— ❥ SPOKEN LANGUAGES: English, French (not fluently), Japanese (not fluently).

— ❥ ORIENTATION: Panromantic, pansexual.

— ❥ GENDER IDENTITY: Cisgender female (she/her pronouns).

— ❥ OCCUPATION: Tattoo artist.

— ❥ FACECLAIM: Lyrica Okano.

˚✧ ₊˚ʚ PERSONALITY !

— ❥ HOGWARTS HOUSE: Slytherin (ambitious, cunning, determined).

— ❥ MYERS-BRIGGS TYPE: ISFJ - The Defender (observant, reliable, humble).

— ❥ ENNEAGRAM TYPE: Type Four - The Individualist (reserved, honest, self-aware).

— ❥ MORAL ALIGNMENT: Chaotic Good.

— ❥ LOVE LANGUAGES: Acts of service for both giving and receiving.

— ❥ SKILLS: Tattoo artistry, sketching, makeup, hair styling, calligraphy, jewelry-making, dancing, painting, deadpan snarking.

— ❥ LIKES: Romance novels (secretly), drawing to relax, getting her eye makeup right on the first try, when a tattoo turns out exactly like she wanted, punk music, when people give her a wide berth on the street because of her appearance, spending time with her family, laying in someone’s lap and letting them play with her hair.

— ❥ DISLIKES: Fake people, people being rude for no reason, people saying she’ll only be pretty “if she stops wearing so much black,” being scolded for things she feels justified in, her makeup or hair getting messed up, people who use religion as an excuse to be assholes, coffee, pigeons.

— ❥ FEARS/PHOBIAS: Complete darkness, getting trapped in an elevator, getting hit in the face, being left by the people she cares about.

˚✧ ₊˚ʚ RELATIONSHIPS !

— ❥ FAMILY: Hina Tanaka (mother), David Tanaka (father), Audrey Tanaka (younger sister).

— ❥ FRIENDS: Cameron Findlay, Jason Brightford, Lily Walters, Matthew Knies, Pontus Holmberg, Fraser Minten, Connor Dewar.

— ❥ ACQUAINTANCES: Remainder of the Toronto Maple Leafs roster, Trevor Zegras, Quinn Hughes, Jason Robertson.

— ❥ ROMANTIC INTERESTS: Kira Holloway (first crush), Ariana Cole (former crush), Grace Darcy (first girlfriend), Hayden Donnell (first boyfriend), Jason Brightford (ex-partner), Ayman Hadid (ex-girlfriend), Joseph Woll (current romantic interest).

˚✧ ₊˚ʚ FUN FACTS !

— ❥ Both Ally’s middle name, Marilyn, and her older sister’s name, Audrey, come from classic movie actresses - Marilyn Monroe and Audrey Hepburn, because their mother is a big lover of black-and-white movies.

— ❥ Ally has been in love with romance novels ever since she was eleven and read an old copy of The Princess Bride that she borrowed from her sister. She’s never been exactly good at sharing her love of them with people, but actually falling in love herself has been enough to open her up about it a little bit more.

— ❥ Despite the stereotype of tattoo artists being covered in ink, Ally only has two tattoos of her own: a pair of deer antlers with flowers curling around them on her ribs, and some small bats flying through a starry sky on her left shoulder. She wants some more in the future, but she also wants any future tattoos to be based on designs she’s drawn herself, and she has yet to pick any that she really wants on her body.

— ❥ In addition to her reading of romance novels, Ally is a huge Neil Gaiman fan, and has read almost all of his books and watched all the movie and TV adaptations of his works. Some of her favorites include the Sandman graphic novels and show, Good Omens, Coraline, and The Graveyard Book.

— ❥ Even though everyone who looks at her generally expects her to love black coffee, Ally actually doesn’t like coffee at all - she’s a big tea drinker, especially a nice cup of Oolong first thing in the morning.

tagging @lovings4turn, @hiya-itsamber, & @theopenlocker !

#౨ৎ ─┈ oc profiles !#‧₊˚✩ ─┈ ally !#allison tanaka #oc profile #rpf oc #nhl oc #nhl x oc #joseph woll x oc

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ao3feed-ncishawaii · 1 month

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Off-season

by freamine In a wrestling ring, the first thing you learn how to do is fall. Alternatively: What do: A stranger A wrestling ring A robbery and the most beautiful woman that Lucy's ever seen have in common? She's got no clue. Good thing it's her job to find out. Kinda. AU Words: 6313, Chapters: 2/?, Language: English Fandoms: NCIS: Hawai'i Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Categories: F/F Characters: Lucy Tara, Kate Whistler, Jane Tennant, Kai Holman, Ernie Malik, Jesse Boone, Dalia Reed, Carla Chase, Charlie 1 (NCIS), Norman "Boom Boom" Gates, Hina, lots of characters who appeared on the show tbh Relationships: Lucy Tara/Kate Whistler Additional Tags: Alternate Universe, Lucy is a PI via https://ift.tt/FT0xRQr

#ncis hawaii

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linagram · 1 year

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[ 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚟𝚒𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚜' 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚐𝚗𝚜 + 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚏𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚜 ]

they are finally here! so, as i've said before, the victims will be shown in a random order and their last names and personalities won't be revealed for now. their numbers are completely random and they're not connected to their murderers at all, same goes for their image colors, those are just their own personal image colors. it's possible that these guys will appear more often and maybe they will even get their own tags after their last names and official numbers are revealed.

(i feel like it's gonna be pretty easy to guess who their murderers were, if you just check their age or simply look at them and guess who they were related to, haha)

[ Victim 001: Hina ]

Name: Hina (暖) (her name means "warm, gentle")

Age: 21 y/o

Gender: Female

Birth date: August 28th (Virgo)

Height: 162 cm

Blood type: A

Occupation: University student and a part-time babysitter

Last words: "JUST WHO THE HELL ARE YOU?!"

[ Victim 002: Takeru ]

Name: Takeru (暁輝) (his name means "dawn" and "radiance, brilliance")

Age: 22 y/o

Gender: Male

Birth date: May 2nd (Taurus)

Height: 177 cm

Blood type: AB

Occupation: Cashier

Last words: "IT WASN'T EVEN A BIG DEAL!"

[ Victim 003: Chise ]

Name: Chise (智世) (his name means "wisdom, knowledge" and "society, generation")

Age: 16 y/o

Gender: Male

Birth date: September 24th (Libra)

Height: 169 cm

Blood type: A

Occupation: High school student

Last words: "I'M SORRY! I'M SORRY, I'VE NEVER WANTED ALL OF THIS TO HAPPEN! PLEASE, FORGIVE ME! JUST GIVE ME ONE MORE CHANCE, PLEASE, JUST LET ME GO-"

[ Victim 004: Kae ]

Name: Kae (佳笑) (her name means "excellent, beautiful" and "laugh, smile")

Age: 24 y/o

Gender: Female

Birth date: January 21st (Aquarius)

Height: 164 cm

Blood type: B

Occupation: Nail artist

Last words: "Hey.. Isn't this a bit.. too much?"

[ Victim 005: Satsuki ]

Name: Satsuki (咲秋) (her name means "blossom, bloom" and "autumn, fall")

Age: 35 y/o

Gender: Female

Birth date: June 30th (Cancer)

Height: 171 cm

Blood type: A

Occupation: Singer

Last words: "I.. To be honest, I'm not feeling so well, haha.. I'm sorry, honey, I promise we'll go to see that movie tomorrow-"

[ Victim 006: Karin ]

Name: Karin (佳倫) (her name means "excellent, beautiful" and "ethics, morals")

Age: 20 y/o

Gender: Female

Birth date: October 15th (Libra)

Height: 160 cm

Blood type: B

Occupation: University student + Blogger

Last words: "You.. you really are insane.."

[ Victim 007: Yue ]

Name: Yue (友恵) (his name means "friend" and "blessing, grace")

Age: 18 y/o

Gender: Male

Birth date: October 31st (Scorpio)

Height: 178 cm

Blood type: O

Occupation: High school student

Last words: "But you will join me, right?~"

[ Victim 008: Misao ]

Name: Misao (操) (his name means "to control, to manipulate")

Age: 20 y/o

Gender: Male

Birth date: May 27th (Gemini)

Height: 182 cm

Blood type: O

Occupation: University student

Last words: "Hm?.. Wait, what are you doing-"

[ Victim 009: Tao ]

Name: Tao (大凰) (his name means "big" and "phoenix")

Age: 10 y/o

Gender: Male

Birth date: March 26th (Aries)

Height: 137 cm

Blood type: O

Occupation: Elementary school student

Last words: "Shut up! I know you don't care what happens to me! So stop acting like you're worried about me!.." *sighs* "I'll be home soon."

[ Victim 010: Rion ]

Name: Rion (偉恩) (his name means "great, distinguished" and "kindness, favor")

Age: 24 y/o

Gender: Male

Birth date: December 3rd (Sagittarius)

Height: 185 cm

Blood type: B

Occupation: Journalist

Last words: "Okay, let's just calm down, let's take a deep breath and-"

[ Victim 011: Neiro ]

Name: Neiro (音色) (his name means "sound, noise" and "color")

Age: 15 y/o

Gender: Male

Birth date: January 18th (Capricorn)

Height: 155 cm

Blood type: A

Occupation: Middle school student

Last words: "JUST LEAVE HER ALONE!"

#listen. i know that it's probably not the best idea to reveal everyone's designs and names since it kinda ruins the mystery and all #but also. i love coming up with character designs too much #and also i just can't keep calling them “a white-haired boy” or “that one kid naomi murdered” LIKE LOOK AT THEM!! THEY HAVE NAMES NOW!!#not a fan of how i drew yue honestly. this guy is shorter than some other male victims but look at him. he looks like he's 190 cm tall #and yes most of them are either kids teenagers or in their twenties. again. i can't draw older people to save my life #uhhh how should i even tag this

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ofluminance-a · 10 months

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what does your muse smell like?

i hate to say it, but he probably uses some kind of cheap axe-like body spray that he thinks makes him smell good. does it? yes, when he doesn't overdo it. i just googled it: blue lavender! because it reminds me of him. :)

What does your muse's hands feel like?

calloused, rough, average. they're not big, but they're also not small either. they're covered in scars and cuts. yet, they can be surprisingly gentle, too despite all they've been through.

What does your muse usually eat in a day?

asdklfjn;. at school in the past verses, bento, ramen, too much junk food. he occasionally likes sweets too. reading the manga, it's canon that his parents are present. but then in the future, at a point, he says he ran from home -- so, no home cooked meals besides like ramen that he can do himself. basic things. probably doesn't eat right at all, honestly. i've always hc'd his parents were busy people and not around much to begin with, and then later on, he did run away to protect them. so yeah, ramen or whatever chifuyu feeds him. pretty much, lol.

Does your muse have a good singing voice?

absolutely not!! lol! he would probably try singing at karaoke or the shower or something, and i am just imagining everyone boo-ing or trying to get him off stage.

Does your muse have any bad habits or nervous ticks?

oh yeah, for sure. i mean we all know in the future when he's on his own, he's a slob. doesn't care much about his appearance, dress, job, etc. but i think that all stems from like-- depression? like why bother if i have no one to dress up / clean up for? and not having parents around, who would tell michi otherwise? i mean, as he grows and becomes more takemichi, that changes of course. but some habits are hard to break and i can certainly see partners, yelling at him to get a hair cut orrrr make the bed, etc.

What does your muse usually look like/wear?

there are times he overdoes it. especially when he's younger, trying to be ' cool ' takemichi, no, please stop, lol. honestly, my favorite looks for him are when he's not trying. jeans, a tee and some sneakers. a hoodie, etc. when he's older that doesn't change much.

Is your muse affectionate? How so?

ohhh yeah. too much at times. takemichi wears his heart on his sleeve, and i am pretty sure that it's plain for all to see. but, he will show his affection in simple ways that may not outright express his feelings: but, it's his own way of making someone smile: a gift ( hina's necklace for example ) as a way of showing that even when he's not with his partner, he still cares about them, and is thinking of them. it will very much be acts of service: flowers, sharing food, picking up their favorite drink / food. or more physical being: brushing hair behind an ear, soft smiles, cuddles, holding hands. and just letting them know? - he will outright tell you, and speak his mind, or show you. <3

What position does your muse sleep in?

tighty whities. i mean ... boxers. xD

Could you hear your muse in the hallway from another room?

oh god, yes. he's so freaking loud and doens't mean to be, but have you met him?

tagged by: @prudenze / thank you!!! <3

tagging: the dash! take it if you haven't & you want too!

#dash games tag tba #⋆ ― ✧ out of chocolate. / ooc.#⋆ ― ✧ crybaby hero. / takemitchy.#⋆ ― ✧ m: takemichi hanagaki

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cavalierious-whim · 2 years

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Gorou whines about his aging appearance and Itto reminds him just how much he loves it. Written for the Oni and The Shiba NSFW zine.

CW: Canon-Compliant, Established Relationship, Explicit Sexual Content, Explicit Language, Body Worship, Praise Kink, Teasing, Begging, Bikcering Bantering, Oral Sex, Rimming, Anal Fingering, Anal Sex, Creampie, Snuggling and Cuddling

Read here on AO3 for better quality and full tags.

It is a quiet and lazy morning.

Gorou blinks awake, the room blurry as he yawns. Warmth surrounds him, his husband hot and heavy against his back. Gorou is a scrappy thing, even in these later years of his, but Itto is too sturdy to push off. Especially when he clings to Gorou like an octopus.

“Mhm, what time issit?” Itto’s words are muffled by Gorou’s neck.

“I don’t know. I can’t tell, you big oaf.”

“That’s big oni, to you. Get it right.”

Gorou snorts. Even in his sleep, Itto has so little on his mind. Gorou stretches, his joints creaking loudly in the quiet room.

Itto nuzzles the back of his neck, pulling him closer. “You thinking of going somewhere?”

“I… have some things to attend to?” Gorou hopes he doesn’t sound as unsure as he feels, but he’s never been good at coming up with things on the fly. “Trip to the barber, then I have to go get a new brush. I’m starting to—”

Gorou falls quiet, unsure how to express his displeasure with his appearance, as of late. He’s still handsome, but he’s getting older, sporting a few too many wrinkles and silver hairs for his taste. Ever since Guuji Yae cracked a joke about writing a smutty book about an aging Miss Hina, Gorou’s been hyper-aware of his years.

“Starting to what?” Itto sounds so honestly innocent.

“I’m… Itto, do you ever worry about how you’re aging?”

“Eh?” Itto shuffles about behind him. “I mean, well all do, don’t we?”

“No, I mean—” Gorou sighs, rubbing at the headache that’s already brewing. It’s too early to be concerned about his looks. “I just…lately I’ve felt as though my appeal is waning? My fur is losing its shine. I have wrinkles around my mouth. Soon I’ll be more silver than anything, and—”

“Does that bother you?” Itto sits up and looks at him seriously, none of his usual bravadoes anywhere to be found on his face.

Gorou wants to say no, but he can’t, tongue-tied as he tries to find his words. “I… worry about what you might think. What if I’m not desirable, or—”

Itto laughs, absurdly loud. “Oh, that’s—man, that’s funny. What a great joke, Gorou. You’ve got me cracked wide open like that coconut that Zhongli brought us from his last trip. Maybe a little too early in the morning to be busting a gut but I appreciate the funny all the same.”

Gorou’s face scrunches slightly. “It’s not a joke.”

Itto falters slightly then, his gaze slipping. He’s still a bit of an oafish bull when push comes to shove but he’s grown into himself with age, and he catches on quicker than most seem to assume. He reaches out to poke at Gorou’s nose. “Hey, are you actually being serious? You can’t be.”

“Isn’t it normal to worry about these things?”

“I…guess. But, like, you don’t need to worry about how I feel. And don’t tell me that you don’t know how handsome you are. I know that smug pup can still be found somewhere in there, preening. Remember how you used to wear the Miss Hina outfit?”

“Used to being the keywords there,” murmurs Gorou. “Time flies, things change, and now I’m sagging in places that no one wants to sag in—hey.”

Itto rolls Gorou onto his back with barely a touch. He leans over him, boxing him in, hair askew and wildly tangled. “Have you seen yourself?” asks Gorou, reaching up to brush his bangs back. “An absolute mess.”

“Have you seen yourself?” asks Itto. “Ah, probably not since you’re laying there, trying to convince yourself that you’re past your prime. Which you aren’t. You’re like a prime cut of steak, you only get better as you dry-age, right?”

“Isn’t dry-aged beef covered in a layer of mold?” Because that’s a revolting image that Gorou would rather not be compared to.

“It isn’t about the looks, it’s about the flavor, the taste!” Itto’s gaze turns suggestive then as he waggles his eyebrows. “Should I remind you? Should I take care of you?” Itto slides a hand down Gorou’s front, pulling open the collar of his linen shirt, fingers skittering across the newly revealed skin.

“I—that’s—” Well, Gorou should’ve expected his dick to take an immediate interest because it does.

“Just lay back, babe. Numero Uno Itto is on the prowl—”

“Please don’t.”

Itto huffs and falls quiet, leaning over to nuzzle at Gorou’s neck. “Alright, the bullshit’s laid at the foot of the bed. It’s only the two of us, now.”

Gorou hums at that. “Better.”

Itto drags a hand across his side, squeezing at his waist. Gorou is about to protest but Itto doesn’t let him. “I like it,” he says, leaning closer, pressing a kiss against his neck.

“If you say so,” says Gorou with a sigh.

“Hey, just listen to me. Let me do this, let me take care of you. Tell you why I love you so much, yeah?”

That’s all it takes for Gorou to melt, really, stupidly romantic at heart. “Alright, I’ll—oh.”

Itto wraps his fingers around Gorou’s cock, easily accessible since he sleeps pantsless half of the time. Gorou moans softly, his length already filling out with just a few jerks of Itto’s hand. “Eager,” says Itto with a laugh.

“Brute,” says Gorou. “As if you aren’t. You started this.”

“Hm, no, you did.” Itto nips at his neck, teeth digging in and dragging against Gorou’s skin with delicious friction. “That look on your face. I can’t have that. It’s gotta be wiped off with nothing but pure pleasure, babe—”

“Itto, please.” Gorou isn’t sure if he’s begging for him to shut up, or begging for him to get a move on.

Itto kisses his neck sweetly, nudging the underside of Gorou’s neck gently with his forehead and horns. Soft and subtle affection that makes Gorou’s heart crack in two. This insufferable idiot knows just how to pull him apart and put him back together.

Maybe it was dumb to think that Itto would care about how he looks.

“Always so responsive,” says Itto, thumbing across the tip of Gorou’s dick, spreading the leaking precome around.

Gorou is average enough, but Itto’s hand dwarfs his length as he pumps it. “Gods,” he moans, bucking into Itto’s grip, chasing the delicious friction of his palm. This early in the morning, he’s usually an early riser but this time around Gorou already feels the pleasure that pinches his gut tight.

He doesn’t think he’ll last long.

And Itto must realize it too, letting go of him. Gorou’s cock drops, slapping against his stomach, tacky at the tip. “That’s—” Gorou whines pathetically.

Itto ignores him, tugging at his shirt to pull it over his head. The moment Gorou’s chest is revealed, Itto presses his nose to his sternum, sighing against the skin there.

“No doubt you’d prefer breasts,” says Gorou ruefully, thinking of Miss Hina.

“I’ll always prefer you,” says Itto. “Besides—” He swirls his tongue around Gorou’s nipple, sucking at the bud until it stands stiff in the cool air. “These little guys work perfectly fine. I know that you like this.”

Gorou does, arching against his mouth as Itto laps at his pec, teasing his nipple until it’s cherry red and swollen.

Itto is a man who enjoys using his mouth, kissing his way across the length of Gorou’s body. Licking at his skin, nipping at the corners and creases. “I could eat you up,” he says, nuzzling the softness of Gorou’s waist, sighing softly as he kisses the skin there too.

“Please don’t.” Or do, depending on the type of eating he’s referencing. Gorou can’t help but think of Itto swallowing the entirety of his cock down, mouth wet and hot around him. He’s probably come right then and there, straight down Itto’s throat.

“I know what you’re thinking,” says Itto, slipping lower to bite at the crease of his groin.

“You can’t possibly.”

Itto smiles against him and Gorou can feel the curve of his mouth against his skin. He looks up and they lock eyes. “I know I can be dim, but I also know you like the back of my hand.” He smooths his thumb across the curve of Gorou’s hip. “You’re thinking about my mouth on you.”

Gorou huffs, cheeks pink. “Yes, well, how can I not?”

Itto noses at his cock next, his tongue slipping out to drag across the length of it. Gorou moans, reaching down to pull at his hair. Then, Itto pulls back. “Not today,” he says, pressing his hand flat against Gorou’s belly, just above the base of his dick. “I’d rather you come on my cock, I think. Here.” He taps the skin there, no doubt imagining the way that he carves his way into Gorou’s far more petite body.

“Gods, just—” Gorou lets out an annoyed hiss, wiggling his hips to move things along.

“I said that I wanted to take care of you, right? Lavish you with praise and tell you all the things I love about you?” Itto kisses the tip of his cock. “Obviously this guy.”

Gorou rolls his eyes. But then Itto presses his thighs to his chest, nuzzling at his balls next, licking down the seam of them. “Itto, oh, that’s—”

“These guys too. Soft, fun to play with. You know the drill.”

“I swear to the Shogun, stop calling my body parts guys— sh-shit.” Gorou’s curse comes out wavering as Itto licks across his hole before pulling back, spreading his ass cheeks with his hands.

He thumbs over his rim, testing the give of the furled muscle. “This guy tho—”

“Itto.”

Itto laughs, pressing a kiss to the back of Gorou’s thigh. “I’m only teasing,” he says. He licks across his hole again, the tip of his tongue probing deeper, slipping in easily.

Gorou moans, melting into the sheets. A slicked finger presses in alongside, and suddenly Gorou is a whining, keening mess. Just one finger is thick when compared to his slight stature—one and a tongue is enough to leave his toes curled in pleasure.

“Please,” he cries out, “Gods, just… please.”

Itto laughs against him as he leans back to slip a second finger in. He just watches, then, fucking his fingers in and out of Gorou’s ass. “If you could see what I see,” murmurs Itto. “That way you just swallow me up.”

“I get it,” says Gorou, his impatience winning out. “Fuck me already.”

Itto doesn’t. Instead, he drags his fingers in and out, spreading them to tug at his rim. Then he hooks them, angling a certain way that makes Gorou jerk and fire shoot down his spine. He moans, fucking against Itto’s hand, begging for his fingers to brush that spot again.

“See?” asks Itto, kissing the crook of Gorou’s knee as he drills his fingers into him. “You’re spending the morning worrying about whether or not I still find you attractive when we could’ve been doing this the entire time. I love this so much, watching how you beg for it.”

“I’m—” Gorou’s voice cracks and he lets out a soft little howl of protest. “I need you. Please, I need you—”

“Alright, calm down,” says Itto, pulling his fingers out and wiping them off. He slides up the length of Gorou, his hands warm against chilled skin. Itto takes a moment to shuffle out of his pants, not even bothering with his shirt because he knows that Gorou will protest the longer he takes.

The sight is still good; Itto’s shirt is baggy on him, but Gorou can still see the sharp jut of his hipbone and the curve of his behind. He spreads his legs, leaning back, hooking an arm underneath his knee to make his want clear.

Itto is staring again, his mouth parted slightly. “Fuck, I love you. Like, I know that you’re feeling all sorts of down, but I love you as you are. That’s why I love you.”

Gorou’s chest hitches at that. “I’m… Itto, I know that,” he says softly, reaching up and pulling Itto close. Itto buries his nose in his neck, and Gorou sighs, petting through his thick hair. “It’s just hard, getting old, I think.”

Itto chuckles, kissing the juncture of his neck, dragging those dangerous fangs across his skin. He takes it slow as he presses his cock in. Itto uses way too much oil and is way too gentle. Gorou drags his nails down his back, urging him to move faster, wanting to feel that stinging pressure as he settles deep—but Itto keeps himself steady until he’s fully seated.

“Gods,” hisses Gorou, his nostrils flaring as he arches against his husband.

“Damn,” says Itto, moaning against his skin, inhaling deeply. “You always feel so good. So tight for me.”

“That’s—” Oh, that’s embarrassing. Gorou feels the way that his cheeks burn pink, and Itto laughs at him.

Itto moves then, pulling out until the tip of his cock is left. Gorou whines at the drag, and keens when he presses back in, legs tightening around Itto’s waist. “Finally, fuck—”

It is a delicious sort of drag that pulls at him as Itto fucks into Gorou with a measured and even pace. His thick cock pulls at his rim, and every thrust brushes right against his prostate. “Itto,” he whines, gripping at Itto’s bulging biceps, fingers digging in. “I’m—oh, Archons.”

“And to think you thought I still wouldn’t like this. You worried that I’d lose interest.” Itto leans back, reaching between them, pressing Gorou’s thigh back to watch as he fucks into him.

The angle changes and Gorou cries out. His fingers curl into the sheets and his toes curl. Itto’s cock feels almost too big, too deep in his guts, almost to the point of feeling it in his throat. Itto thumbs across his hole where it’s stretched to its limits around his dick.

Gorou clenches, whining as he melts into the sheets. Pleasure churns in his gut, every stroke of Itto’s cock stocking the fire more and more. “So big,” he murmurs, his voice punched, “Gods, you’re so—there, there, don’t stop.”

Itto hikes Gorou’s thighs higher, fucking into him deeper. “I know I say a lot of dumb shit—”

“Itto—”

“But, fuck, marrying you was the best choice. You’re as perfect as they come.”

“Itto.”

He said he’d take care of Gorou, show him just how much he loves him. Itto wraps a hand around Gorou’s cock, stroking it as he thrusts into him languidly. Gorou practically howls, unable to look away from Itto’s debauched, half-lidded gaze.

“Yeah, you’re—shit. I’m not going to—Looks like Numero Uno Itto is close to—”

“Don’t you dare finish that sentence and ruin the Celestia-damned mood.” Flimsy words for a man who’s about to come all over Itto’s cock. Gorou’s eyes slipped closed and he bites at his lip, moaning wantonly as Itto’s hips slap against his ass.

It’s filthy, the way that Itto’s cock bullies its way inside him. The drag of his dick as it pulls against his insides, and the way that Gorou can swear he sees his stomach bulge. As if he reads his mind, Itto presses his hand against the skin there, just underneath Gorou’s belly button, feeling the press of his cock with every slick glide in.

Gorou comes first, tumbling over the edge as that burning coil in his gut goes taut. He cries out Itto’s name, tensing and tightening around him. Itto fucks him through it, knowing that he likes the overstimulation. Tears prick at the corners of Gorou’s eyes. He bites at his lips, fangs nicking the skin there.

“Look at you,” says Itto. “More handsome than even the best beetle for—”

“Just shut up and don’t stop.”

Itto doesn’t shut up, practically shouting something equally dumb as he presses his cock in as deep as it can go, painting Gorou’s insides white as he comes. Gorou laughs at the absurdity of it, hiding his fond smile in the crook of his elbow.

The room is heady with the scent of sex. Gorou lays boneless in the bed, sighing in satisfaction. Itto pulls his cock out, staring at his fucked out rim, using his thumb to press his come back in. “Would you say that I’ve primed you for more compliments? That I should baste you with more praise—Ow.”

Gorou manages to find the strength to slap Itto with a pillow.

Itto flops against the back, cracking his spine. “Really, you should thank me for bending you over like that. You aren’t the only one getting old.”

Gorou props his chin up on a palm. “Whatever happened to just taking care of me? Wasn’t the point to remind me that I’m just as handsome as in our youth?”

Itto reaches out and boops his nose. “And you are. At the same time, I think that I overexerted myself and ye olde muscles are now protesting. My old bones might need a nap.”

“Idiot,” says Gorou affectionately, scooting closer and pressing into Itto’s side.

“Well, I can’t say no to some cuddling.” Itto presses a gentle kiss to Gorou’s forehead.

“Shut up and take your nap. I want my way with you again later.”

“Oh? Will you take care of me, then? Breathe some life into these dusty old guns?”

Gorou chuckles, nuzzling against Itto’s chest. “If you behave.”

Itto behaves, falling quiet as he settles into the sheets. It’s easy to drift off, Gorou’s thoughts hazy in the aftermath of their bliss. His husband might be an idiot, but at least it’s only half of the time.

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The additional cast of "Kamen Rider OOO 10th Resurrection Core Medal" has been unveiled!

Yusuke Yamada as Uva, Taito Hashimoto as Kazari, Honoka Maki as Mezuru, and Hiroyuki Matsumoto as Gamel, who played the human form of the familiar monster Greed in the TV series, will appear. Due to the strong presence of each of them from the time of broadcasting, the appearances of the four people who gained popularity despite being enemies will further satisfy the fans' desire for the new work. In addition, it has been decided that Satoshi Hino, who played the role of Purgatory Anjuro in "Kimetsu no Yaiba", will play the voice of the new Greed Gouda born from the artificial core medal.

comments from the casts below:

Yusuke Yamada / Uva

Recently, it was renamed to "Yusuke Yamada". I can't forget the throbbing of my chest when I wore the same green leather jacket for the first time in 10 years. Attention is the amount of desire that has been released a little more than 10 years ago! Don't look too much there! But did you want to watch the main story? By all means, go to the theater!

Taito Hashimoto / Kazari

I am very happy that I was involved in this work, which is loved even after about 10 years, and that I have returned over time. I am very grateful to this work for making it exist as a Kazari! I hope you will continue to support Kamen Rider OOO in the future.

Honoka Miki / Mezuru

I was surprised that I could be in my favorite OOO for the first time in 10 years, and I didn't expect to be able to do Mezuru again, so I was really, really, really! I was happy! When it was decided to release the work, there were many fans who were looking forward to the appearance of Mezuru, and I was happy that I was loved so much over time. I myself am looking forward to Ooo's return. Please look forward to the release!

Hiroyuki Matsumoto / Gamel

I'm just grateful that everyone was able to participate in this work for the first time in 10 years. While I was happy, I was worried that it was the first time in 10 years, but during the shooting, I had the pleasure of slipping back in time, and it was a really happy time. We hope that you will enjoy and miss Ooo 10 years from now.

Satoshi Hino / Gouda (voice)

This time, I was in charge of Gouda's voice in Kamen Rider OOO 10th! It is a great honor to be able to participate in such a memorable movie version as it is the first new work of Ooo in 10 years. I've been watching Ooo since the TV series, so I'm trying my best to express my love for Ooo. Please enjoy yourself.

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Media Log 2024 Entry 5 - Touhou Fuujinroku - Mountain of Faith - 5/5

Moriya Shrine > Hakurei Shrine. This is objective fact.

With how good ZUN is at making bullet hell games, is it any wonder he's made so many?

Mountain of Faith is yet another example of shmup excellence and really demonstrates how creative ZUN can get with spell cards. Besides that, it is a very basic game with regards to mechanics. The most unique things about its mechanics are that the two playable characters each have three shot types and the single negative about it: your bombs use shot power. I don't like this because it makes me too anxious to use bombs because if you use them too much your bullets get weaker.

Besides that single hiccup, Mountain of Faith has great stages, great music, and great spell cards (and Kappa's Pororoco, but we can't all be winners). What really wowed me were the cool setpieces and backgrounds throughout the game - best of all being the previously referenced waterfall that comprises all of stage 4, where enemies pop out from behind it! It's super fun! I also like how stage 2 has Hina appearing intangible and spawning enemies at first before starting her spell card as a midboss, and how in stage 3, Nitori runs away from you at first.

Overall, it's a really great game. It's the second oldest Touhou game available on Steam, and I think its price tag is well worth it. Give it a shot - maybe, like me, you'll realize that shmups were what you needed in your life all this time.

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