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Please can I request a cute Ojiro x fem!reader on an unexpected cinema date?
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I’m so sorry this took as long as it did! I hope I did your Tailbaby justice.
Note: this contains spoilers for the movie ‘Stardust’ (2007), as well as the book it’s based on, ‘Stardust’ by Neil Gaiman (1997). I have tried to keep the spoilers vague, except for some dialogue from the beginning of the movie as well as the ending.
Falling Star
Ojiro x Fem!Reader on an unexpected movie date
Fluff, romance 🌿 1,397 words
You almost skipped down the street, Ojiro’s hand clasped tightly in yours. It had been too long. You were both so busy lately that you hadn’t seen each other for more than a few hours here and there. And now you had a full day with him. A full day! There were so many things you wanted to do that you barely knew where to start.
Feeling something wet on the tip of your nose, you glanced up at the dark clouds. The forecast hadn’t mentioned anything but sunshine, so neither of you had thought to bring an umbrella. Whatever, a little bit of rain couldn’t ruin your date.
The rain didn’t seem like it agreed. It soon drove you to look for shelter. Ojiro pointed at an awning further down the street.
“There!”
The two of you took off in a run, water splashing around your feet. You let out a screech as you felt yourself beginning to slip. Ojiro wrapped his tail around your middle, keeping you steady until you had regained your balance. Then you took off again.
The awning belonged to a small movie theater. Ojiro nodded his head at the doors.
“Do you want to watch something while we wait for the rain to stop?”
You walked over to the posters displayed, then let out a gasp. “Stardust! That’s one of my favorites! I’ve been meaning to show it to you, but I kept forgetting.”
Ojiro joined you. “It starts in half an hour, that should give us plenty of time to buy some snacks.”
You looked around the empty movie theater. “Are we really the only ones in here?”
“Seems so. Which means…” Ojiro looped an arm around your shoulders. “... no one should mind if I do this.” Then he pressed a kiss to your cheek.
You waved him away with a giggle. “Mashi, don’t, not here.”
You sank deeper into your seat, cuddling up against Ojiro, as the lights dimmed and the music slowly started to swell. Then the narrator spoke.
“A philosopher once asked, ‘Are we human because we gaze at the stars, or do we gaze at them because we are human?’ Pointless, really. ‘Do the stars gaze back’, now that’s a question.”
You watched as a young man, Dunstan, snuck away from his village, and beyond the wall separating the magical world from the mundane, to spend a few hours in the kingdom of Stormhold.
Years passed within seconds, and soon you heard the now adult Dunstan remind his son, Tristan, to ‘not forget the flowers’. You frowned at Tristan’s reply. His voice sounded… odd. You mentally shrugged; it had to be the speakers in the theater.
The camera focused on a closed door, which soon opened and Tristan stepped out, a bright smile on his face. Yet it wasn’t the normal actor; it was Ojiro.
You let out a happy squeal as you pulled on Ojiro’s arm. “Mashi, did you plan all this?”
He didn’t reply. When you turned to look at him, his gaze was fixed on the movie. Your eyes returned to the screen, watching Tristan, now played by Ojiro, walk through the dark village of Wall, while the narrator talked about Tristan winning the heart of his one true love.
You watched, transfixed, as the Ojiro on screen picked up a pebble and threw it at a window. A group of girls beyond the window started to giggle as they got up to look. The window was thrown open, and one of the girls, Victoria, stuck her head out.
“Humphrey?” she said.
“Uh, no,” Ojiro replied, “it’s Tristan.”
Your head whipped around as you heard the line repeated next to you. Ojiro, your Ojiro, was mumbling along with Tristan’s lines delivered by the Ojiro on screen.
Your eyes flipped back and forth between the Ojiros as Tristan tried to duel with Humphrey over Victoria’s hand in marriage. It didn’t go well for Tristan. And all along, the Ojiro next to you kept whispering Tristan’s lines right as they were said in the movie. It was uncanny.
The movie carried on, Tristan once again throwing pebbles on Victoria’s window. Though this time, he managed to convince her to go on a late-night picnic with him. They talked about traveling, Victoria bragging that Humphrey was planning to go ‘all the way to Ipswich’ to buy her a ring.
“Ipswich?” Tristan laughed. “Victoria, I’m talking about London, or Paris, or...” He abruptly halted. “A ring? Why is he buy-- what kind of a ring?”
Victoria smirked at him. “The word is he’s planning to propose to me on my birthday.”
Tristan stared at her. “And you’re gonna say yes.”
You snuck a peek at the Ojiro next to you. Tristan’s disbelief was reflected in Ojiro’s eyes. Meanwhile, Victoria prattled on about how Humphrey would go ‘all the way to Ipswich’, so she couldn’t exactly say no to him.
“Victoria,” the Ojiro on screen said, your Ojiro mouthing along, “for your hand in marriage, I’d cross oceans or continents.”
It hurt. It hurt to watch him say things like these to someone else, even if you knew that he was just playing a role. But if your assumptions were correct, that would soon change.
Tristan and Victoria watched as a star fell.
“Beautiful!” Victoria said.
“More beautiful than a fancy ring from Ipswich?”
Victoria looked at Tristan as if he’d gone crazy.
Tristan continued, “Victoria, for your hand in marriage, I’d cross the wall and I’d bring you back that fallen star.”
“You can’t cross the wall,” Victoria replied. “Nobody crosses the wall. Now you’re just being silly.”
“I’m not being silly. I’d do it. For you, I’d do anything.”
Ouch, you thought.
Victoria held out her glass. “It seems we have ourselves an agreement.” Tristan reached out to clink his glass with hers, but she pulled away, adding, “You have exactly one week, or I’m marrying Humphrey.” Then, she finally clinked her glass with Tristan’s, sealing their deal.
The camera panned away, following the flight of the star, and you felt something pulling on you. This was what you had hoped for. The star crashed into the ground and your eyes fell shut. When you blinked them open again, you were lying flat on your back in the middle of a crater, your body sore from the impact, your mind filled with annoyance over having been knocked out of the sky. You were now playing the role of Yvaine, the fallen star.
The movie carried on, Tristan begging you to return with him to his village with a promise of getting you back to the sky once Victoria had seen you, while you were hunted by an evil prince who wanted the jewel you carried around your neck, as well as three witch sisters who wanted your heart for power.
Along the journey, Tristan slowly started realizing that Victoria was not his one true love. He realized that he’d fallen in love with you. And his feelings were made clear to you when he came to your rescue in the final showdown with the bad guys.
“And they still live happily ever after.”
You felt yourself being pulled back into your body, the final words of the narrator ringing in your ears. Next to you, Ojiro let out a gasp, as if he had been holding his breath.
“What… happened?” he asked.
“We got transported into the movie,” you said. “Are you feeling alright?”
“A bit disoriented, but I’m fine.” Cracking a smile, he added, “It was kinda fun. I see why you like that movie so much.”
The rain had stopped when you got outside, the sun breaking through the clouds and making everything shimmer.
You squeezed Ojiro’s hand. “You know, Mashi, you were very handsome as Tristan. You should wear suits more often.”
“And you,” he said, raising your hand and pressing a kiss to the back of it, “made a breathtaking star. Victoria wasn’t wrong when she called you beautiful.”
“We should go back some day,” you said, glancing back over your shoulder, “maybe we could--”
Your eyebrows furrowed. Looking back, you only saw a storefront. The little movie theater had disappeared. You just shrugged; if you ever came across it again, you would definitely go experience another movie. But for now, you wanted to enjoy the rest of your date with Ojiro.
Thank you so much for reading! Likes, comments, and reblogs are always greatly appreciated! If you like, you can check out my other works here. Love, Birin 💖
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Living with Mashirao Ojiro Headcanons:
After the humiliation of having his room dubbed ‘ordinary’ during his time at school, Ojiro can’t wait for you to move in with him.
Bring your posters, bring your figurines, he wants you to plaster your new home in every whacky wonder you want to.
Bonus points if you get there and you actually already like the way he’s decorated.
Don’t worry if you’re not a decisive person. When push comes to shove, Ojiro can voice his opinions, whether it’s choosing a movie, picking a takeout or helping you decide on an outfit for the day.
He appreciates having a voice around you.
He’s absolutely happy to do all the chores around the house, but you better do your fair share.
He won’t nag. He’ll just pick you up and drop you in front of the sink, piled high with dirty dishes if you’ve not done them in a while, then box you in with his arms so you can’t run away.
Expect lots of shoulder and neck kisses if you don’t put up a fight.
If you try to flee, he will lasso you with his tail.
Do your fair share.
Here’s hoping you’re not too tall, because Ojiro has pull-up bars installed in various doorways around the house.
If he has nothing better to do, expect to find him exercising on the bar installed in the living room with his shirt off, unintentionally very intentionally distracting you while you try to watch TV.
Having gone so long flying under everyone’s radar, he absolutely lives for your attention. He can’t get over how you look at him, like you actually care, like to you he doesn’t fade into the background.
You are his everything and he will absolutely try to surprise you at least once a month, if not more, with a date night, a movie night, a relaxing bubble bath after a tough day, gifts, surprise kisses, tickets to somewhere – he just wants you to know how happy you make him.
When it comes to sleeping next to each other, be wary. Make sure he has a spare pillow to wrap his tail around. If he rolls over so his back is to you and his tail isn’t latched onto that pillow, it’s going to latch on to you.
Which is fine. It’s cute.
Until he has a nightmare and his tail starts squeezing the life out of whatever it has hold of.
He’s a light sleeper and always wakes up when that happens, but boy are those few seconds of constriction terrifying.
He’s also an early riser. The house will start smelling of coffee at 5am before he heads out for a jog. You’re always welcome to join him!
But if you like your sleep, he’s more than happy to crawl back into bed once he’s finished and showered, stirring you awake with some morning cuddles.
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