I was talking with my friend and realized that— this blog has no context as to me💀. I just kinda started posting my random fics one day. So I decided to give a little intro.
My name is Chanothy, but a lot of people just really call me Chan. It’s kinda become my whole online persona haha. It comes from an inside joke I had with a friend in high school and just kind of became my thing haha
I’m a 20 years old college student, on a break rn CUZ DAYUM ITS EXPENSIVE, I’ll be turning 21 on August 26 actually so I’m pretty excited for that haha.
I write a lot as a way of dealing with stress so I’ll probably be writing a lot in my future haha (I’m an accounting major I obviously hate myself).
— Coming from that, I do want to say thank you to everyone who interacts and requests things. I’ve been going through a lot recently and the comments and thoughts of others has really helped me put my mind elsewhere 🙂↕️.
I originally got into Akuneko on March 12th, 2022, only know the date because I found it through AmiYoshiko, and I’ve been on and off ever since. I’m actually working on catching up on everything rn (don’t worry about spoilers I actually look for spoilers haha) (I also lost my account and had to start a new one so fuck me ig)
When I first started playing my favorite butlers were Ammon and Boschi, but honestly I don’t even know anymore 😭. Teddy is the exact kind of character I like but why does he have my dad’s name 🧍🏻♀️. I think I like Nac the most but ask me next week and I can’t promise the same answer.
I “translated” some of the stuff I wanted to see before. I wouldn’t really call it translations though because I just kinda put it in an app and worked around the grammatical and spelling errors. I’d take their reliability with a grain of salt and it was more of a “I wanna read it, but sinceI kind of have it I’ll leave it here”. Kind of thing.
I really like my Akuneko college AU, but I promise I do write other things 😭. I’m actually looking to expand my fics a good bit. I really wanna explore diff AUs.
In terms of who and what I’ll write, I won’t really have any rules besides some basic statements of being respectful per se. I’m willing to write for all the butlers, but some I may not be as familiar with. (Then I usually rely on the others in this fandom and go read their translations to get a better understanding)
I have never really written NSFW, but I’ve actually been exploring the idea in my drafts. I’m not against it being requested but keep in mind I haven’t really written it much before.
My requests are open ✅. So feel free to reach out and ask! So never be hesitant to reach out! (I’m a D1 yapper I promise, I love interacting with others)
- I feel like Berrien feels most at home when he’s helping others. I feel like ‘hospitality administration’ is just a fancy way of saying ‘Berrien’ tbh.
— Lono
Culinary major
- I do feel like there should be a clear line drawn between “hobby’ and ‘career’. And I feel like Lono’s love for cooking goes beyond ‘hobby’.
— Lamli
Hospitality and tourism major.
- I feel like Lamli would flourish in this industry….maybe
— Lucas
Medicine major
- this one was easily there is no “hobby” with this. That’s just Lucas
— Nac
Finance major
- this one is pretty one is pretty obvious so I won’t say much here. I was tempted to put him as accounting but he gave more finance vibes tbh.
— Ammon
Economics major
- what I mean when I say ‘hobby’ and ‘career’ Should be separated. Because my first instinct was to put something flower related. But honestly I this Ammon would do well in Business. His idea of ‘giving and receive’ is kinda where it came from. Especially since, if, in the future he wanted to pursue something like a flowers shop the economics degree could help him.
— Boschi
Construction Managment major
-Ican’t explain myself because I’m not too sure what this major does but it makes sense in my head guys please think about it.
— Haures
Exercise science
— Fennesz
Public relations and corporate communications
- I kinda played off the whole like that one scene thingy in my head
— Miyaji
Education (formerly medicine) major
— Lato
Stage Management Major
— Flure
Fashion design major
— Yuhan
- law or something (lawyer Yuhan sounds hot leave me alone)
— Hanamaru
Education major
— Teddy
Sports administration major
— Shiro
Ecology and Evolution major
Honestly I can see this guy doing sort of engineering. But also biology. And somehow I settled on ecology and evolution don’t ask me how.
— Bellen
Education major
— Crowther
Physiologymajor
I made a joke about him being HR in my head. Then boom there you go. I also feel like he has a deeper understanding about how people think.
can i request butler's (any butler of your choice) reaction to aruji locking themselves in the bathroom and trying to give themselves a haircut, but it ends up not going good 😭😭😭 (guess who this happened to 🥹)
“We gotta go bald”
As someone who cuts their own bangs I totally get it 🫠. I tried to make this light hearted and fun, so sorry for the wait!! Sorry if it’s not up to quality I did my best 🥹
“Aruji-sama? Please come ou-“
“NO!”
Haures was at a loss. His heart filled with worry and anxiety as he stood outside of the bathroom door.
It had been close to three hours since you had locked yourself in there, refusing to come out for any reason.
“Master please, I’m worried,” he spoke through the door honestly.
This time you didn’t immediately yell ‘no’, instead you let the silence sit in the air. Building anticipation, and worry, with every passing second.
“….im embarrassed…..” you said softly, but loud enough for Haures to hear. He let out a small sigh, concluding that you weren’t hurt, but now the confusion set in.
“Embarrassed? There’s nothing to be embarrassed about Aruji-Sama,” he said confidently, “I don’t know what happened… but I promise there’s nothing to be embarrassed about.”
After a beat where Haures thought he failed to comfort you, he heard the door crack open. A simple sliver of your face was visible, and Haures felt his chest seize at the sight of your tear stained face.
“It looks so bad,” you cried as Haures gently pushed into the familiar room of the bathroom. Scanning over you he made sure you were okay. No cuts or scrapes.
“Uhh, what happened Aruji-sama?” Haures’ confused voice made you pause then flush read.
“Haures! Look at this!” You whined gesturing to your now lop sided hair. No more tears, you seemed more upset he didn’t notice.
“Ohh I see,” Haures said, thinking he finally got it, “it’s not bad Aruji-sama, it kind of looks like Ammon hair—“
“No! It doesn’t!” You huffed and went back over to the mirror, the upset returning once again as you looked at your hair. Jagged edges that were uneven, and a front that was shorter than the back. You were so cooked.
“Don’t worry Aruji-sama,” Haures said, appearing behind you with scissors in hand, “I know just how to help!”
“You…..do?” You asked, immediately suspicious of his confidence.
But Haures only smiled with a nod, assuring you that as your butler he was well equipped to handle this mishap.
You held your breath.
SNIP!
“HAURESSSS!!! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?”
“I’m so sorry Aruji-sama!!”
“THATS WAY TOO SHORT!!”
Anyways, so one of the other butlers had to come fix it.
synopsis :: in which aruji-sama wants to be carried
CHARACTER(S) :: Yuhan, teddy,
— Yuhan
• one that may take some convincing, but with different feelings
•like I feel like Yuhan would do whatever you said, but also feel like he couldn’t because you’re his master
•Yuhan has an obsessive side to him so I’d say if you offended he might not be able to resist.
•it’s a matter of him keeping his cool
•he might reject you too and offer an alternative if he feels he can’t control himself
Yuhan was at a loss.
At a cross road that lead in two different directions. Looking down at your shivering figure he wondered if this was okay, or if he could handle this himself.
None of the butlers knew you were scared of lightning, and now seeing you cower in the corner of your room Yuhan felt horrible.
Horrible because you, the person he cherished most in this world, was so scared. And also horrible because he felt like holding you.
He felt that familiar feeling he got around you, the one that told him to hold you and never let go.
But Yuhan knew better than that.
So there he was standing over you, worry etched in his face, “Aruji-sama… are you okay?” He felt stupid for even asking. The tears running down your face and the shaking in your shoulders was enough to tell him the answer was no.
But you still answered, you still shook your head. Flinching as another crack of thunder echoed in the air.
“Come on, it will feel safer in your bed,” Yuhan tried to suggest. Not confident he could let go if give this opportunity.
You shook your head, the sounds raging outside scaring you further into the corner.
Yuhan racked his head, thinking of anything he could do for you. But he wasn’t given too long to think.
A crack of lightning sounded, shaking the walls with its force. And before Yuhan knew it you had jumped forward. He stood there, battling his own feelings as you hide your face away in his chest. Tears coaching his thin sleep shirt.
Taking a few deep breaths Yuhan steadied himself. Calming himself down to think clearly.
He wasn’t sure if it was working.
Reaching down he hooked his arms under you, lifting you up.
You immediately wrapped your arms around his neck.
And Yuhan knew it was going to be a long night.
— Teddy
•say less
•YOINK
•You are in his arms, Butler manners be damned
•Teddy would likely do whatever you asked of him, AND he wants to get close with you and hold you
•don’t threaten him with a good time
"Aruji-sama," you heard a soft voice call out to you. Your eyes were heavy with sleep, but regardless you tried your best to peel them open. Coming face to face with of Teddy you simply yawned.
“Sorry, did I fall asleep again?” You asked lazily tilting your head to gaze at the sky, trying to estimate how long you were out.
“You must be tired Aruji-sama,” Teddy said, obviously worried for your well being. You could only nod.
“I’ve been having a hard time sleeping lately, that’s all,” you hummed, not bothering to sit up.
“Is something bothering you?” Teddy asked, seemingly determined to get to the bottom of this. But you couldn’t tell him you stayed up all night thinking about him. And the things he said.
You only smiled, feeling the dimming sunlight on your skin, “nope, nothing at all.”
Teddy didn’t believe you, obviously, but he didn’t push.
“Hey Teddy?” You hummed, feeling the sluggishness in your body, “would you carry me inside? I’m tired-“
You let out a yelp as you were suddenly pulled forward. Strong arms slid under you and before you knew it you held against Teddy’s chest.
“Of course Aruji-sama!” Teddy beamed, like this was the best day ever. He walked slowly, one foot after the other. And you only leaned into him, enjoying the warmth he brought you. You pressed your ear to his chest, and you heart the sound of his heart, thumping quick and fast against your ear
And suddenly you believed you were going to sleep well tonight.
I’m not sure how this came out but I like the idea too much to not post it.
Your feet were light and airy, your laughter filled the air as a gentle breeze blew your hair. Seeing you in front of him, Boschi felt that familiar feeling in his chest. The feeling that told him he didn't want anyone else to see the way you looked in this moment.
"Boschi?" you called and Boschi then noticed that you were in front of him, stepping on your tippy toes to try and get a little closer to him, "look how pretty!" you twirled a cherry blossom between your fingers, and Boschi felt his chest become heavy.
"Yeah, it's pretty," he grunted out without even looking at the cherry blossom.
Seeing this you pouted, "You didn't even look." You huffed and went back to leaning against the railing, staring out at the lake that ran between the two path ways.
Boschi didn't care how to cherry blossoms looked, he didn't care how pretty they were.
Because you were all he could see.
And you were always so pretty in his eyes.
Your dress flowed gently in the wind and Boschi coudln't help but smile, he took a few steps closer, wondering if it would be greedy of him to hold you. To have you against him as more than a butlers.
He didn't give much time to think about it, he heard the sound of voices and steps. They were passing by the other side of the lake, and suddenly that feeling from the beginning returned to his chest.
Before Boschi could think much he grabbed you, gently of course, and moved himself between you and the railing. Obscuring anyone who passed from seeing you. Hiding you against him.
"Boschi?" Your voice came out nervous and your face flushed red, and suddenly Boschi remembered who he was. A butler.
"ah, my bad Aruji-sama," He said, "I dont think I want others to see you like this." He said honestly, like he always was. Boschi had said it many times before, he wanted to be the only one to see you.
Because even if he was a butler, he was still a man, and he was a man who loved you.
he was already in motion to move a step away from you, but you stopped him. You grabbed the front of his shirt with one of your hands, not looking up to face him. The fabric wrinkling in your grasp.
You could feel the burning on your face, and it was only going to get worse.
"You...don't ...mm.," your words trailed off into the silence.
Boschi didn't feel flustered, or that possessive feeling in his chest anymore, instead he was excited.
"Aruji-sama," he said, a grin glued to his face as he gently held onto your elbow, "I can't hear you."
His words were rushed, but the emotion was there. He was excited. And he wanted to hear you.
You whined and finally looked up at him, "I said you don't have to worry!" Your words were huffy as you pushed yourself to be honest. Your arms moved fast, and in a way Boschi hadn't expected from his shy Aruji-sama. Your arms wrapped around him, pushing your face into his chest.
“You’re the only one who gets to see me like this," You muttered into the fabric of his shirt, listening to the soft beating of his heart. "So you don't have to worry..."
Boschi laughed, throwing his head back, but his arms were around you. Tight and unwavering.
Can I request a hurt comfort for an Aruji who has intrusive thoughts/OCD? (Any butler is good, but if you could do so, I'd like to see how Miyaji or Lono comforts Aruji 👉👈)Tysm for feeding the fandom 💞💞🫶🫶
OH MY??? I’m so excited to write this as like my first request request! I'm really hoping i was able to portray this the way you wanted! i know a lot of people think OCD is just people liking things clean but it's so much more than that. I just hope this was what you wanted! I tried to portray it well but I’m not sure 🥹😭
Miyaji was someone who could be very observant. Naturally a caring person, it was something that was naturally apart of him. So when you came into the mansion he caught on quickly.
Everything small that some people would pass off as strange and never think too much on. The opening doors twice and locking them thrice. Or the way all your stuffed animals faced the same way. Even when you drank you tea, Miyaji noticed.
With a soft rap at your door Miyaji braced himself. Stepping after a moment and a soft 'come in' Miyaji noticed you first.
Visibly stressed and sitting on your bed, your eyes flickered to Miyaji, eyes lingering on the door he closed behind him. But regardless you gave him a smile, if not a little hesitant. "Oh, Miyaji? Did you need something?"
"I just brough you some tea, Aruji-sama," Miyaji spoke, "I was hoping if it's not too rude of me. Could we drink it together?' Maybe Miyaji was being selfish, but he had to be sure.
You only tensed a little bit before hesitantly nodding, "That's alright...uhh let me wash my hands really quick."
Miyaji tried not to make it obvious, but discreetly or not his eyes followed you. The way you washed your hands was the same every time. Soap, then was, then repeat that three times. Scrubbing your hands each time to assure yourself. But even as you left the sink he could tell there was something wrong. The way you glanced around anxiously. Almost as if your mind was searching for something.
Miyaji pulled out your chair for you, watching the ways you looked at the set up, observing every think on the table expertly. Your eyes fell on the sugar and spoons. And the look in your eyes told him enough.
Miyaji had already assured himself, so now he chose to speak, choosing his words carefully, "Aruji-Sama.. What are you thinking right now?"
His words were careful, and neutral, allowing you the chance to be honest or keep your feelings to yourself. He would never ask for you to share about something you didn’t want to. Now it was up to you to decide what you want to do.
You though for a moment, and Miayji would see there gears turning in your head as stepped to the side, removing himself from behind you and allowing you to see him. And there was something about the way he looked at you, not like any of the others before.
You felt your eyes fill with tears and a small hic up break away from your chest, "I don't know," you cried, ugly fat tears running down your face. years of frustration over flowing out of you, and for once Miayji was ready for this. He had seen the anxious look you have all of them, hoping they didn't notice certain things about you.
You were scared of explaining it. Scared of telling people all the things you think of if you don't lock the door three times, and wash your hands raw, or even arrange all the books in your room a certain way. Books you didn't even read!
But here you were, laying all the anxious thoughts and feelings out for him, with the simple hope he wouldn't turn away
"That's okay," Miyaji called gently slowly lowering himself to his knees, and even then he was tall enough to almost be face to face with you. He took your hands that had moved to cover your face.
"Miyaji I think my own mind hates me," You cried, vision blurry, "I try so hard but I keep thinking about these scary things that could happen-"
Your eyes met and suddenly all the feelings came spilling out. The fear and anxiety that had build up from years came spilling out and for the first time you didn't feel so scared. The anxiety was still there, and it likely always would be, but at least now you could let it out.
"i- ...- just want to be normal Miayji," your words came out in a broken cry, unspoken feelings coming out of you like a broken flood gate.
"Please don't talk like that," Miyaji said, his arms finding their way around you in a comforting hug, "You are normal. Don't let anyone make you feel otherwise Aruji-sama. Intrusive thoughts like that aren't anything new, many people have them. Having more than other people doesn't make you any less normal, and please don't ever doubt that."
Miyaji gently rubbed your back as your cries slowly stopped, and soon one a hic up here or there lasted, "I know you're tired, right Aruji-Sama?"
You could only nod, your arms tightening around Miyaji, holding him close. "I was scared, I always am." You muttered out but Miayji knew what you meant. Because those words went far past the intrusive thoughts and fear. The fear had seeped into every aspect of your daily life, and you became sacred of loosing the people close to you.
"I know," he hummed, gently pulling away, "But I'm right here aren't I?" His words seemed small, almost out of place in the conversation, but they truly meant so much. Because people never stayed, and people never understood.
"Please don't leave," you said, throat soar from all the trying and words you had built up." Holding Miyaji close you begged him not to go or think of you differently. And his words managed to put at least some of your worries to rest.
