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[wakasa-wifey]

so many of my moots deactivated... is there any point of me staying here??? tho i would like to say that i actually started streaming but went into hiatus since august after i got into an accident and couldn't use my feet for a while. BUT YEA I'M FINE NOW, MY FEET IS IMPROVING i can walk now without using wheelchair altho i need to sit once in a while bcs my muscle cramped HAHHAHA

BUT YEA BACK TO TOPIC! Idk if you guys wanna know or even follow me on Twitch but do tell HAHAHA I'll even drop down my discord if you want to <3

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[wakasa-wifey]

hellooo i'm still alive HAHAHAHAH

[wakasa-wifey]

Messes you have created

Pairing: Shinichiro Sano x GN!Reader

Genre: Angst

Word count: 1.8K

Warnings: Canon divergent, ooc, profanity, derealisation, death, a child getting hurt, gore

Synopsis: You are the personification of everything he has ever done wrong.

Shinichiro met you on a day that smelled of burning thyme and juniper.

He never knew the future could be so bright yet bleak at the same time.

Looking around the train station, he knows what he must do, he knows how to save Mikey, he knows it all and he’ll do it, no matter what happens.

No matter the cost.

His eyes pass over you the first few times he looks in your direction, as you stand leaning on the wall, perfectly blending into the point yet standing out, one second seeming like part of the decor and the other like the only person in the entire station.

Shinichiro’s eyes seeing, but not perceiving, unknowingly searching for you but not realising it yet.

It is nearing 4 o’clock.

Shinichiro knows who he has to push.

He knows who he has to sacrifice in order to save Mikey, he knows the name and the face of the man he’ll bring like lamb to slaughter, all to save his brother, because it’ll be worth it.

It has to be.

He is waiting on the clock to strike 4, and in doing so, he slowly backs away from the tracks, into a wall of the station.

You stand next to him, looking at him in curiosity.

The businessman with the red polka dot tie has walked past him twice already.

The hand on the train station clock keeps ticking, but it seems to have gotten stuck between the seconds, moving only to be in the exact same place again.

The businessman walks past him again.

He blinks.

He must be going insane.

The clock is stuck on 3 hours and 56 minutes.

The hand of the clock keeps ticking between the 28th and 29th second.

The businessman walks past him again.

The person standing beside him is the only thing moving normally, as they reach inside the pocket of their jeans and take out a cigarette.

“You’re not from around here, are you?” You suddenly ask, curious eyes piercing through him, and he almost jumps from his skin.

“I’ve lived in this city my whole life.” Shinichiro smiles, his eyes still searching for the man he has to push as he checks the clock.

28. 29. 28. 29.

“That is not what I meant and you know it.” You state, eyes still boring through him, and if you asked Shinichiro today, he wouldn’t know what you looked like.

He has observed you well and stared you deep in the eyes and couldn’t even remember what your hair colour was.

“I’m sorry, who are you?” He finally asks, turning to look at your face.

He can’t even remember your face.

All he remembers is that pitiful, apologetic smile.

“Well, I am many things, but mostly those that keep you up at night. I am every word you said and wished you could have taken back and every lie you ever told you got caught saying.”

“Listen, I don’t know who you are, but your riddles aren’t helping.” Shinichiro felt irritation rise in his throat, his glare sharpening as his gaze switched from you to the time.

The clock still ticked.

It was 4 hours, 57 minutes and 28 seconds.

“But you do know who I am.”

“I don’t! Now let me be, I have more important shit to do.”

Taking a drag of your cigarette, you kept smiling.

“Ah, I’m well aware, Shinichiro. Saving your brother, Manjiro, correct? I can’t imagine there is any other reason you’re looking at that broken clock so anxiously.”

A shudder passed Shinichiro’s entire body, as he turned to look at you again, in horror.

You didn’t look threatening, but something deep inside, something animalistic and prehistoric, told him you’re the most dangerous thing he’s ever met.

“How-“

“I’m here to have a chat, Shinichiro, and then I’ll let you go on your merry way. Just a chat.”

Shinichiro knew he had no option but to oblige.

You let out the smoke from your lungs, and for a moment, all Shinichiro saw was gray.

The businessman passed him again.

“Okay. A chat. I can do that.”

“Actually, more of a warning, really.” You slumped down the wall, sitting on the pavement.

Looking at him expectantly, Shinichiro did the same.

“Okay,” He looked back at you, and without a thought, snatched the cigarette from between your lips, “I’m listening.”

You had another cigarette between your fingers faster than he could process it.

He was sure he has gone mad.

“Fate is a cruel creature, you know? She’s not a patient one, I’m afraid. If you want to take someone from her grasps, you have to offer a replacement.”

He sat in silence.

“Your brother Manjiro was mutilated, am I right?” You quirked an eyebrow, your gaze uncomfortable and burning a hole in his skin he couldn’t shake off.

“Not mutilated. He fell.”

“But he’s no longer human, no? He’s just a husk, waiting for death. Is that not true mutilation, Shinichiro?”

Shinichiro swallowed the ball forming inside his throat.

“It is.”

“And you want to save him.”

“Yes.”

“You know you have the balance the scales, correct? It’s an eye for an eye world out there, my dearest. A soul for a soul. A god for a god. A child, for a child.”

Shinichiro stomped out his cigarette.

“What are you talking about?”

“You know another child will be mutilated in place of Mikey, right?” You take a deep breath of smoke, and just for a second, Shinichiro could swear he saw the smoke leaving through your chest cavity rather than your mouth.

He has to be going insane.

“If you want, I can tell you who this child is. You know him. He grew up beside you. He’s a sweet boy, would grow up to be a fine man. He sees you as a role model. And you’re willing to mutilate him in exchange for your brother.”

Shinichiro shut his eyes tight, feeling the tears start to swell up inside.

Your tone wasn’t accusatory, and that was probably what hurt the most.

It wasn’t accusatory, it wasn’t malicious.

It was curious.

“I’m sorry.” Was all he managed to whisper out before sobs started to wreck his body.

“Uh-oh. This is sadness, correct? I can never tell with you humans. Your emotions are so complex, they can confuse me even after a millennium.”

Shinichiro looked at you, baffled, flinching away when your hand extended towards his face, softly wiping away the tears.

He couldn’t tell if the skin of your palm on his face felt freezing or scalding.

“What are you?” He gritted out finally, staring as you observed the wetness his tears left behind on his face in fascination, as if it’s something you never saw before.

You looked up at him, curiosity never leaving your gaze.

“I told you already.”

“You didn’t.”

“I’m everything that will happen, and everything that has not happened. I am the personification of events you’ll create, in order to save your brother.”

“Stop speaking in riddles.”

You shrugged, seemingly apologetically, but it felt faux, like an obvious lie making sense, and it dawned on Shin that maybe you truly didn’t understand the ache inside his chest, and why he had to do this.

“Haruchiyo will be the child you’ll mutilate.” Your tone was still soft, still gentle, free of judgement or disappointment and Shinichiro felt his throat close up.

“He-“ Shinichiro started, but you seemed to have read his mind, promptly cutting him off.

“He will not be mutilated in the way Manjiro is, no. He will still be able to walk and talk and be human. But he will be,” You licked your lips, seemingly in thought for a second, before you found the word you were looking for, “Scarred. Changed. He will never be the man he could have been.”

Shinichiro felt like he might cry again.

He wished this conversation would end and that the damned clock would move from 4:57:28 and that the moronic businessman would stop passing in front of him.

“Does Haruchiyo deserve that?” You ask, genuine curiosity in your voice, “Does he deserve to be mutilated more than your brother does?”

Everything you said sounded like a simple question.

There was no cruelty in your tone, no judgement, no way to indicate that you were trying to harm Shinichiro.

And maybe that’s what broke him.

“No, of course not!” His voice was a cacophony of sobs and whispers, “No child deserves to be hurt.”

Your curious gaze made him feel like an animal in an exhibit at the zoo, made him feel vulnerable and naked and mocked.

“Then why are you sacrificing him? He will be just one of many, you know?”

“Because!” Shinichiro wailed, now unable to control his voice, “Because Manjiro’s my brother! And I want my little brother back! I need him back! He deserves to live a good life!”

You said nothing, instead only lighting up another cigarette.

Shinichiro’s silent cries were replaced by full-bodied sobs.

The clock ticked to the 29th second before returning to the 28th.

“Oh, I get it now.” You suddenly exclaimed, seemingly excited, standing up to dust yourself off, “It’s love, isn’t it? That’s why you’re doing this? You love your brother.”

“Yes?! Isn’t that clear?!”

You merely bowed in apology.

“I’m sorry, Shinichiro. It’s just, I was never good at recognising human emotions. And love is the most baffling of all. It only consumes, asking for more and more and more and isn’t to love and be loved to humiliate and be humiliated, Shinichiro?”

You didn’t give him a chance to respond before you turned on your heel and left.

The clock ticked to 30 seconds.

Shinichiro pushed his human sacrifice onto the tracks.

“My, my,” You whispered, brushing the tangled and bloody hair out of Shinichiro’s face as he lay, dead and cold, “What a mess you have created, Sano Shinichiro.”

Here was your last spot.

The day Sano Shinichiro died, and you go back to someone else.

An amused voice spoke next to you, seemingly towering above you.

“A mess? You think this is a mess? Try this Takemichi guy I got. He’s about to change everything, even I’m not sure I’ll be able to clean it up.”

Your eyes drifted up to meet two hands, the kanji for Sin and Punishment greeting you before lazy amber eyes do.

“Ah, Shinigami. I didn’t expect you here so soon.”

“Well, this will be a busy job. You better get started cleaning up after that fella. I’m in charge now.”

Nodding, you merely smiled as the Shinigami brushed his leg against your back, already on his way out and leaving.

Sano Shinichiro has created a world in which the dead don’t die, in which the innocent get cut open and in which the Shinigami posing as Hanma Shuji wept after a human.

Truly, what a mess you have made, Sano Shinichiro.

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a/n: butterfly dividers ha?? 😃 get it?? because of butterly effect- i’ll take myself out🤧

[wakasa-wifey]

I never realised how short I am until I cosplayed as Brahman Senju at a cons and took pics with both Ran and Sanzu cosplayers patting my head

MOTHERFUCKER I LOOK LIKE A FCKING CHILD. nope cross that. I LOOK LIKE THEIR LITTLE SISTER HSLSHDIHDD and the Sanzu cosplayer even called me lil sis bye I'm- sugeidhfjr

I want an art version of this very bad T-T just Sanzu and Ran patting Senju's head skehkeudkdhrof

Sei's note: I would show the pics but I respect the other cosers identities since they are still newbies and trying to fit in (i had that set as my wallpaper tho lol)

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[wakasa-wifey]

"She's a 10 but she reads fanfics."

Nahhh. Nuh uh. She's a 100 for that and you? You're a 10 bcs your girl ain't your girl anymore it's the 2D men's.

#[🐨sei.random talks] #I'm bored and it's 3am #My brain won't allow me to sleep #Someone send help #I DRANK LIKE GALLONS OF COUGH SYRUP #WHY TF AM I NOT SLEEPY

[wakasa-wifey]

Why is this a typical Kiki reaction 🤨😒 but then anyway I live and breath for your monsterfucking fics anyway (THE HAITANI BROS ONE STILL DIDN'T LEAVE MY BRAIN I CAN'T BELIEVE IT'S WRITTEN ALMOST 9 MONTHS AGO WAIT THAT ALSO MEANS IT'S ALREADY A YEAR SINCE WE KNEW EACH OTHER??!?! WHAT THE FUCK)

oh if u want to read the haitani fics it's here! (read it or I'll k word you)

Btw this is the book if anyone wanna know! A soul to keep by Opal Reyne and the author also have other several monsterfucking books for you monsterfcukers out there~

A book i think made for you

PLS WHY ARE YOU LIKE THIS TO ME, I LITERALLY JUST FINISHED WRITING A PIECE WITH MERMAN!CHILDE AND THIS IS THE FIRST THING I SEE WHEN I OPEN TUMBLR??? stawp exposing me!!!1!1!

#[🐨sei.random talks] #[🐨sei.talk! with ❤️ kiki pie] #[🐨sei.NSFW recs] #tw.monsterfucking #Wtf i meet you for a year now #That's FCKING CRAZY DUDE

[wakasa-wifey]

Guess who got Covid today😔🤏🏻

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[wakasa-wifey]

[wakasa-wifey]

WAKASA

Wakasa “White Leopard” Imaushi

+ natural hair colors… for science

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[wakasa-wifey]

“alatus… is that you?”

(“who’s alatus? your memory’s going again…”)

“i’m sorry you all have to see me in this state.” 

(“brother… brother!”) 

“look… there’s someone over there… who are they…?” 

“they’re… they’re my… my…”

“i remember now. i know you…”

“my brothers and sisters have come for me, boyang.” 

(“you’re… you’re awake? at least… at least tell me your name!”)

(“brother!”) (“brother bosacius!”) (“hey, bosacius!”) (“bosacius.”) 

“i am bosacius, and my destiny is to make the ultimate sacrifice!”

story teaser ☆ only old memories remain

[wakasa-wifey]

where are you my baby luv sugar honey kittycat

Hello baby imy 🥺❤️ will these pictures of Olive make you forgive me for being so so MIA these past few weeks?

On side note, I'm sorry I've been recharging myself and also landed myself a job as a freelance academic paper proof reader and transcriber bcs I'm in dire need of money lmao. Thinking of opening ko-fi (i opened the account already but i just don't broadcast to people lol) and sell some personalised cosplay pictures but I just don't think I look good enough so there's that.

Hope you're doing fine tho imy so much love❤️❤️

#[you ask? sei answers!] #[mailbox📨: kiki❤️] #[sei's discord mommy kiki]

[wakasa-wifey]

KAKUCHO WHAT NOW?!?!!!

#TR SPOILERS

[wakasa-wifey]

𝙝𝙤𝙬 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙬 (𝙣𝙤𝙣-𝙨𝙚𝙭𝙪𝙖𝙡) 𝙖𝙘𝙩𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙖𝙘𝙮

☆ ──── mitsuya

he is the type of person who loves to take of others, so naturally he would love to bathe with you and wash your and body after a long day. he would lather up the shampoo between his hands and then massage it through your hair and create crazy hairstyles that your hair could hold up. honestly he would have a little too much fun, but mitsuya's slender fingers really knew how to work themselves in your scalp. a sigh would escape your lips as you leaned into your lovers naked chest. he would gently wash out your hair before applying conditioner. as you waited he would knead into you skin with a body shower oil that smelled of almonds and place kisses along your hairline.

☆ ──── wakasa

he makes you multiple sets of playlists and even makes you do group sessions with him so he feels like you're there with him when you're not. he lets you take control of the music even if he says the song is a total snooze fest. you end up hearing him hum along to it and you nudge him mid lyric. "i thought it was 'so damn corny'." you teased and he would puff his cheeks at you in annoyance claiming that it was corny just hella catchy. sure waka, sure.

☆ ──── inui

as silent as he may seem, he loves to give so much praise. it will be in random spurts throughout the day where he will just comment about the way that he loves the way that perfume smells on you (you never really wore perfume it was your natural scent). or how he loves the way your hair looks when its all messy and your baby hairs are sticking out. or how your nose scrunches up and the sound of your giggles when he leaves a wake of kisses all over your face. he's just one soft dude.

☆ ──── draken

when you fall ill, he is immediately by your side. he wants you to know that you can rely on him and he is that guy that you can depend on no matter what. to your surprise he makes a mean chicken noodle soup and even blows on the spoon before feeding you. he refuses to let you lift a single finger and is determined to make you the most physically at ease until you can get back on your feet.

☆ ──── mikey

honestly he can be such an oddball because his forms of intimacy crack you up. while he does love laying his head in your lap after a great meal, he also just loves touching you. not in a overly frisky kind of way, just in a way that he likes knowing you're there. whether he is passing by you and pats your head or you two are sitting on the couch together and places his hand on your knee. it gives him a sense of comfort that you are always there with him and that he isn't just imagining you being there.

☆ ──── rindou

he really adores cooking with you even if you're both horrible at it. on the off chance that you do follow a recipe with little to no chaos (chaos meaning he literally will accidentally dump too much of one seasoning into the mix or you burning the chicken that you worked so hard to prep), you two enjoy your meal peacefully because it earned a moment of a silence. he loves the way the sauce gets caught in the corner of your lips and he either scoops it with the pad of his thumb or he brings your face close to his to lick it off if he's feeling frisky.

[wakasa-wifey]

I wanna read some Haikyuu series so feel free to drop down your ongoing or finished Haikyuu series! If you want to recommend some of your favourites, feel free to do so too!

#[🐨sei.random talks] #no but I'm feeling Haikyuu #BUT YES PLS RB WITH SOME RECS #thanks ily <33 #oh suna and kenma are priorities pls

[wakasa-wifey]

This is the lucky clover cat. reblog this in 30 seconds & he will bring u good luck and fortune.

[wakasa-wifey]

I wanna write something for Ran bcs of his bday today but idk what to write 😭😭😭 send me some ideas that I can expand on pls

[wakasa-wifey]

Not at that aunty cursing and throwing tantrums bcs I won't give her money...

AUNTY I DONT FCKING HAVE CASH GODDAMMIT AND YOU'RE A SCAMMER STOP PUTTING YOUR HANDS INSIDE MY JACKET