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“Everyone, we thank you for coming here tonight; to the Demon Slayer Corps Final Selection.”
A male with maroon hair and hanafuda earrings—Tanjiro Kamado—observed his surroundings. Many to-be slayers surrounded him; he counted at least twenty.
It was sudden when one in particular caught his eye, her appearance like no other. Her skin was an unusual dark shade, and her hair—kept out of her face with a [f/c] ribbon—was curlier than he’d ever seen. She wore a[n] [f/c] haori decorated with a [pattern of your choice] pattern.
The female was noticeably older than him by a few years, standing at a good [height] with sharp, defined features. She stood out like a sore thumb, her presence and beauty overwhelming.
Shifting her weight from one foot to the other, the female suddenly turned her head. Tanjiro stiffened when she suddenly made eye contact with him, her gaze sharp and unreadable.
The female raised a brow before turning her head yet again, breaking eye contact. It was then Tanjiro let out a breath he didn’t know he was holding, his heart hammering in his chest.
She’s more intimidating than I thought.
“And now, be on your way.”
Once the cue was given to leave, Tanjiro turned on his heel and began to stride towards the exit. It was sudden when a force rushed past him and disappeared into the forest, gone within a matter of seconds.
Tanjiro blinked, his eyes wide and mouth agape—unable to process anything except the small glimpse he got of a [f/c] haori.
How fast is she!?
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“Is this it? It’s already day six and there’s no sign of any actual threatening demons.”
[Y/n] muttered, talking aloud to herself. She began to yawn, her eyes scrunching shut as tears began to form in the corners of her eyes.
“What did you say!?”
The demon before [Y/n] snarled, taking great offense to the female’s comment. It took a lunge forward, reaching its claws towards the female.
It was sudden when she seemingly vanished, and the demon began to whip its head around in multiple directions to locate the girl.
“With how easy final selections are, you’d assume that there would be more people in the corps.”
[Y/n] spoke casually, sitting cross-legged on the demon’s back as if it were a chair. Furious, the demon began to reach for the female with its claws—but its arms were a few inches too short.
“Damn you—get down here and fight me properly!”
The demon demanded, thrashing its body in multiple directions in attempts to shake the female off of it. [Y/n] jumped from the demon’s back, landing just a few feet in front of it and swinging her scythe towards its neck.
“Elemental breathing, third form—Floga tou Hephaestus.”
Bright, [color] flames began to emit from the blade of the scythe, slicing through the demon’s neck in one swift motion.
The demon began to screech, its head landing on the ground with a soft ‘thud.’
“Damn you, you little girl! I’ll kill you!”
“Little?!”
[Y/n] parroted with an offended gasp, crouching on her knees and glaring at the demon’s disintegrating head,
“I’m nineteen!”
“And I’m over 100 years old! Respect your eld—HEY, DON’T TURN YOUR BACK TOWARDS ME!”
The female rose to her feet, turning away from the demon and crossing her arms over her chest. The demon continued to fuss, only stopping when there was nothing left of it.
[Y/n] suddenly began to cough, feeling as if all of the wind had been sucked out of her lungs. She leaned on a nearby tree, gasping for air as she endured the side effect of her breathing technique.
“Wow, that was amazing!”
[Y/n] reacted immediately, swinging her scythe in the direction of the voice—only stopping when she realized that she was inches away from decapitating a human and not a demon.
“S—sorry! I didn’t mean to scare you!”
The boy quickly apologized, raising his hands in surrender. [Y/n] let out an exasperated sigh, lowering her weapon and resting the blade on the ground. The boy before [Y/n] suddenly bowed,
“I’m Tanjiro Kamado. Please call me Tanjiro!”
[Y/n] nodded, pushing herself off of the tree and standing up straight to bow.
“I’m [Y/n] [L/n], but you can call me [Y/n].”
Tanjiro straightened his posture, completely taken aback by the female’s kind and proper nature.
Her attitude fighting the demon was completely different than her attitude now—it's like she’s a whole different person!
“Two humans? Just my luck!”
Pulled from his thoughts, Tanjiro—and [Y/n]—turned to see a demon a few meters away. It stood on all fours with its head cocked to the side, eyeing the both of them hungrily.
[Y/n] gripped her scythe, launching herself in the air and preparing to strike.
“Elemental breathing, first—”
“WAIT, DON'T KILL IT!”
Tanjiro suddenly yelled, startling [Y/n] and causing her to lose her focus. The female reacted quickly, hooking the blade of her scythe into a nearby tree to stop her fall and keep her from landing near the demon.
Tanjiro winced, watching as [Y/n] hoisted herself up and perched on the snath of her scythe as if it were a branch. Before he could utter an apology, the demon suddenly lunged at him with a snarl.
Reacting quickly, Tanjiro drew his sword to defend himself. [Y/n] watched as the two fought, noticing how Tanjiro was avoiding attacking the demon.
“WAIT—agh—I HAVE A QUESTION!”
Tanjiro yelled, trying his best to protect himself without hurting the demon.
“HOW DO YOU—shit—TURN A DEMON BACK INTO A HUMAN?”
The demon faltered, giving Tanjiro time to jump back and but space between them. The demon narrowed its eyes, tilting its head to the side. [Y/n] glanced back and forth between the two, her brow raised in curiosity.
Why would he want to know something like that..?
The creature began to cackle, mocking the boy before it,
“Turn a demon back into a human? Why would anyone want to do that?”
The creature growled, leaping to attack Tanjiro. The boy continued to avoid hurting the demon, determined for it to answer his question.
“I like being a demon, I have no desire to turn back into a puny human like you.”
Tanjiro realized that the demon before him had no valuable information to offer, and so, he finally fought back and decapitated the creature.
With a disappointed expression, Tanjiro watched as the demon quickly disintegrated into dust—no trail of its existence left behind.
It was sudden when the sun began to peek over the edge of the trees, casting an orange glow on everything in its path.
“Finally, it’s over.”
[Y/n] muttered with a sigh, leaping onto the ground and stretching her limbs. Tanjiro watched as she removed the blade of her scythe from the tree with a few tugs, swinging the large weapon over her shoulder and turning to face him.
“You coming?”
Tanjiro’s lips curved into a smile, sheathing his sword before jogging towards her,
“Yeah!”
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❀A/N❀
Soo this has been in my drafts on Wattpad for about a year now🧍🏾
The plan for this was to turn it into a slowburn Rengoku x Reader fic but I highkey like the first chapter on its own, so I figured why not post it on Tumblr lol
Reader/[Y/n] is mixed (African American + Japanese), alternative, and Ukai’s younger sister
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Like usual, Karasuno’s gym buzzed with a sense of energy. Shoes squeaked against the polished floors, voices overlapped each other in chaotic conversations, and everyone huddled together in their usual pairs or trios.
“Coach is late again.”
Tanaka noted as he bent his leg behind him and grabbed his ankle, stretching his leg as much as he could.
“Not exactly shocking news.”
Tsukishima replied from the other side of the gym, his tone as flat as ever. He pushed his glasses further up his nose, the lenses reflecting the glare of the fluorescent lights above,
“It’s practically apart of our routine at this point.”
“Hey, at least he shows up eventually!”
Yamaguchi piped in, his gaze flickering between Tanaka and Tsukishima. Asahi glanced towards the doors, his brows furrowing in slight concern,
“I mean..he is usually here by now.”
“Let’s just keep stretching, he’ll show up soon enough.”
Daichi suggested, taking the lead as he began to warm up with butt-kicks. The team followed, continuing their usual routine—though, this time the stretching took longer than usual.
Even though they were being kept busy, their coach’s lack of appearance began to make them feel uneasy. Even Hinata, who was always bouncing on his toes and ready for anything at a moments notice, felt himself getting antsy.
He kept looking at the gym doors every few seconds—almost like an abandoned puppy waiting for its owner to come home. Finally, after what seemed like forever, the door slid open.
Hinata was the first to notice, his lips curling into their signature grin as his voice echoed throughout the gym,
“Coach!”
The rest of the team followed, greetings rippling throughout the gym like a wave—only stopping when they realized Ukai wasn’t greeting them back; or even acknowledging them, for that matter.
Instead, he walked into the gym with his phone held to his ear, brows furrowed as he moved with a sense of urgency that was foreign to the team. His voice was sharp, and it was obvious that whatever conversation he was having on the phone was not a pleasant one.
“No, that’s not what I said! Don’t twist it around—okay, would you just listen for once?”
His face was unusually red with frustration, the color reaching all the way to his ears and making it seem as if steam was about to blow from them. The team began to exchange nervous looks—none of them had ever seen him so serious.
“I don’t care if it’s inconvenient, you shouldn’t have—ugh, never mind! Forget it.”
The gym was quiet—too quiet—and Ukai’s voice was the only thing that could be heard throughout the space. He either didn’t notice or didn’t care, because he continued the heated conversation on his phone.
It was sudden when his demeanor changed, his expression shifting into something more gentle as his lips curved into a small smile.
“…Alright, love ya. See you soon.”
The team froze yet again, watching as Ukai hung up the call and shoved his phone into his pocket. He casually strolled over to Takeda, Kiyoko, and Yachi; beginning to plan out practice for the day as if he didn’t put on a whole show just two seconds prior.
Hinata immediately flung his arms in the air, eyes wide and brows furrowed as his focus remained on the call his coach was previously on.
“Coach, who were you saying, ‘love ya’ to?!”
Ukai stumbled, eyes widening as he whipped his head towards the younger male,
“Wh—huh? That’s none of your business, kid!”
Tanaka and Nishinoya, as dramatic as ever, gasped in unison,
“HE HAS A GIRLFRIEND?!”
“No way!”
Tanaka clutched his chest dramatically as his eyes squeezed shut,
“She’s gotta be some super hot, older woman! Like—hella piercings, leather jacket, sunglasses she always wears indoors, and some terrifying aura that makes her sexy as fuck!”
Nishinoya nodded along, his grin widening,
“Exactly! A total babe—way out of our league!”
“Or, maybe…”
Sugawara began, his eyes narrowing with a mischievous glint as he looked around at his peers,
“Engaged?”
“What if he’s married already..?”
Asahi thought aloud, his eyes widening in horror as he began to recall the various times the team had tried to set him up with women his age—it never worked out, and now the reason why might be obvious.
“Don’t be stupid.”
Tsukishima scoffed with a roll of his eyes,
“He’s barely in his twenties, and he can’t even commit to showing up to practice on time. What makes you think he could commit to an entire marriage?”
Ukai groaned, dragging a hand down his face,
“You guys are being ridiculous, drop it!”
Even though practice started, the whispers continued—and as Ukai barked instructions and kept the boys busy, they only worsened. The team couldn’t help but notice how often Ukai kept glancing to the gym door with an expecting gaze, his body unusually tense.
By the team he let team have a water break, the air was tense with an unusual sense of uneasiness. Then, just as the boys made their way to their water bottles, the gym doors suddenly slammed open with a loud thwack!
Every head immediately turned, and collective gasps rippled throughout the space as they studied the girl who stood at the entrance.
Her skin was a smooth, darker complexion as her hair curled into neat coils. She wore [outfit], a rather casual look, but still underlying with an alternative tone.
She slowly began to scan the gym, her gaze eerily calm. For a moment, nobody dared to move—it felt like they were victims waiting to be preyed upon. Then, her gaze locked onto Ukai—whose eyes were wide as his body was stiff in surprise, and she almost smirked in amusement.
She began to walk forward, her movements slow and steady as each step made a low thunk against the floor. With his eyes glued on the girl, Tanaka leaned closer towards Nishinya to whisper,
“Who..is that?”
“Why does it feel like she’s walking in slow motion with some badass theme song following her?”
Nishinoya whispered back, equally entranced by the girl. Even Tsukishima found himself speechless, his usual cocky demeanor replaced with something more curious. They all remained quiet as they watched her stop directly in front of Ukai, reaching into her pocket before presenting an item to him in the palm of her hand.
A pack of cigarettes.
Ukai’s shoulders visibly sagged in relief, a deep sigh escaping his lips,
“Finally, thanks.”
He took the pack from her hand, quickly opening it and preparing to put one in his mouth on the spot. However, he immediately froze the second he reached into the pack,
“It’s half empty?!”
His head quickly shot up, glaring at the girl before him.
“I got this yesterday!”
The girl shrugged, adverting her gaze with a mischievous smile,
“Shipping tax.”
“Shipping tax?! You don’t even smoke!”
Ukai’s eye twitched, his irritation only growing by the second. Despite the glare aimed at her, she remained calm, casually placing a hand on her hip,
“A girl’s gotta make money somehow.”
Gasps and murmurs began to ripple throughout the gym, the boys watching the interaction happening before them awe. They had never seen Ukai so distressed—sure, he could get cranky at times, but he never lost his cool like this. It was almost…childish.
Suddenly, in the midst of the argument, Hinata’s voice echoed louder than anyone anticipated.
“I didn’t know Coach Ukai was into younger girls!”
The entire team stared at him—some with glares, and others in pure horror. Sure, some of them had similar thoughts, but admitting it out loud was basically asking to run laps until the sun set.
Ukai’s expression was by far the worst—his jaw falling slack and eyes opening so wide they looked as if they were going to bulge out of his head.
“WH—HUH?!”
The girl before him blinked, pausing for a beat, then immediately began to howl with laughter. She hunched forward, clutching her stomach as tears began to form in the corners of her eyes.
Hinata cocked his head to the side, feigning innocence and choosing to double down on the topic.
“What? Is she not your girlfriend?”
Ukai, now red in the face—due to embarrassment or anger, who knows—snaps his head towards Hinata; the action so sharp and sudden that it almost gave him whiplash.
“NO! THAT’S— DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW— NO?!”
Ukai stuttered, fumbling over his words as he failed to form a coherent sentence. The girl began to wheeze harder, raising her hand to her face in attempt to hide her obvious giggles.
Nishinoya and Tanaka — ignoring his outburst — saw their coach’s denial as a moment of opportunity; and so the two immediately began to make their way to the girl in a charming manner.
“Hey, girl; what’s your name?”
“You free tomorrow after school?”
It was then the female finally stopped laughing—wiping the remaining tears from her face and regaining her composure—she looked at the boys before her. However, before she could form a response, Ukai was quick to grab her by the arm and pull her away,
“Back off, would ya? I wouldn’t trust either of you horn dogs with my sister.”
It was then the gym fell silent—it was almost as if you could hear the gears turning in everyone’s minds.
“Sister..?”
Daichi parroted, taken aback from the sudden reveal. The girl narrowed her eyes at Ukai, shoving her index finger in his chest.
“Half-sister. Don’t forget the half.”
The team immediately erupted into chaos. Hinata became the loudest, practically bouncing on his toes as his eyes widened
“WHAT?!”
“Wait, that’s who you said ‘love ya’ to on the phone?”
Sugawara thought aloud, humming in realization when the dots finally connected. Asahi’s shoulders slouched in relief, sighing as they did so,
“Oh, thank god…”
Tanaka and Nishinoya were quick to fall to their knees, clasping their hands together as tears dramatically streamed down their faces.
“OUR DREAM WOMAN…IS OUR COACH’S SISTER?!”
Tsukishima adjusted his glasses, eyes narrowing as his gaze flickered between Ukai and his sister,
“Huh, that explains a lot.“
Daichi began to mutter to himself, something about how his coach’s family tree was more complicated than he thought. Yamaguchi, on the other hand, simply stared at the girl in awe.
She was clearly unbothered by the chaos around her, which caught the team off guard. They were used to people bolting the chance they got, but she simply basked in the attention.
“I’m [Y/n], a second year at a private girls’ academy. You can just call me [Y/n] so you don’t confuse me with this buffoon.”
[Y/n] casually introduced herself, ignoring the glare Ukai gave her. Hinata’s eyes practically sparkled as he bounced around her,
“I knew you looked our age! Nice to meet you, [Y/n]!”
Everyone immediately swarmed her, bombarding her with endless questions—What was her specific relation to Ukai? (Same dads, different moms.) Why did she decide to go to an all girls’ school? (Why not?)
Throughout the entire thing, Ukai watched a few feet away with his arms crossed over his chest. He couldn’t help the smile that formed on his face, specifically at his sister. He knew she wasn’t the best with new people and often withdrew herself, but the way she fit in perfectly with the team made his heart swell with pride.
“Do you play volleyball?”
The inevitable was finally asked, and [Y/n] proudly answered,
“Duh. It comes with the Ukai name.”
The gym erupted into further chaos, voices overlapping each other as the boys practically demanded to see [Y/n]’s skills.
“Show us!”
“Let’s have a practice match!”
“Show us your skills, please!”
[Y/n] looked at her brother, and he sighed with a roll of his eyes,
“Fine, why not? It’s practice, after all.”
As [Y/n] began to stretch, making sure she was comfortable in the clothes she wore, Tsukishima glanced at her with a smirk,
“Don’t expect us to go easy on you just because you’re the coach’s sister.”
[Y/n]’s grin only widened as she matched his glare,
“Good! The last thing I need is to fall asleep because of how easy my win will be.”
As the gym buzzed with excitement, the boys found themselves more motivated than ever. They were practically bouncing on their toes as they grinned at one another, occasionally glancing at the girl casually stretching. Ukai pinched the bridge of his nose, already regretting his decision,
“Alright, enough gawking. Daichi, you’ll captain one team and Suga, you’ve got the other. And you—”
Ukai glanced at his sister, pointing his index finger towards her,
“You’re with Suga.”
As Ukai continued to sort teams, chatter followed after every decision.
“Yes, you’re on my team!”
Hinata beamed, running towards [Y/n] and giving her a high-five.
“This is unfair! I wanted to play with her…”
Tanaka groaned, watching as [Y/n] conversed with her team on the other side of the net. Tsukishima adjusted his glasses with a smirk, glancing at the male,
“Or, maybe you’re just scared to lose to her.”
“WHAT’D YOU SAY?!”
Ukai cleared his throat and clapped his hands together, earning the attention of everyone in the gym,
“Shut up and get ready!”
Everyone scrambled to their positions, sneakers squeaking against the floor as they did so. [Y/n] walked towards the end line with a volleyball in her hand, rolling her shoulders as she did so. Everyone stilled, watching her every move as she prepared to serve—even her own teammates turned to watch with curios eyes.
“She looks serious…”
Yamaguchi whispered, earning a nod from Kageyama.
“She is serious.”
[Y/n] bounced the ball on the floor once, then twice. Then, she tossed it into the air, her body following through. Her feet left the floor as her body arced perfectly, her hand striking the ball with a powerful thwack!
The ball—hit as a float serve—soared through the air at a terrifyingly fast pace, flying over the net before falling to the floor on the other side of the court. It smacked the hardwood floor with power and precision, the receiving team barely having any time to react.
As the ball rolled in the distance, everyone stared at the female with wide eyes and slack jaws.
“W-WHAT WAS THAT?!”
Hinata yelped, feeling relieved that he was playing with her instead of against her.
“She did a jump float serve…”
Kageyama muttered, eyes wide in disbelief as he looked at the spot on the floor where the ball had made impact.
“She hit it like it was nothing!”
Asahi gasped, intimidated by her overwhelming power. [Y/n] simply grinned, turning towards her brother with her hands on her hips.
“So, I guess that’s a point for us?”
Ukai didn’t bother hiding the prideful smile on his lips as he moved to the scoreboard and flipped it.
“First point goes to Suga’s team.”
The opposing team—Daichi’s team—shared a look before erupting with a determined energy.
“WE’RE NOT LOSING TO HER!”
Tanaka shouted, clenching his fists as he glared at [Y/n] from behind the net.
“BRING IT ON!”
Nishinoya added, pumping his fist in the air. Even Daichi’s energy shifted, his calm composure replaced with something more determined,
“Everyone, focus. Don’t underestimate her or her team.”
And after that, the boys played harder than they ever had before. The teams were neck to neck, one scoring a point immediately after the other—neither of them getting the chance to get far ahead. At one point, Hinata and Kageyama decided to pull off their quick attack, but [Y/n] was even quicker, managing to block it just in time.
Every time she manned to score a point, the gym lit up, impressed by her skill—and every time she managed to get blocked or countered, her grin only sharpened as her determination never dimmed.
It wasn’t long before sweat began to pour down each boy’s face, chests heaving as their arms grew tired. However, [Y/n] seemed to remain unaffected.
She remained laser-focused, eyes burning with an intensity that was almost scary as she continued to move precisely. It was as if she was born on the court—since she was apart of the Ukai name, she probably was.
Each team continued to play their best, clawing their way up point after point. The cycle seemed endless until the inevitable happened: both teams found themselves at game point.
As the final set began, both teams fighting to keep the ball in the air, Sugawara found the ball headed his way. As he prepared to set it, [Y/n]’s voice cut through the chaos, reaching his ears loud and clear.
“SUGA, I GOT IT!”
She sprinted towards the net, jumping with all she had as she watched the ball come her way. On the other side of the net, Tsukishima and Asahi matched her jump, raising their hands to block her spike.
However, their eyes widened as [Y/n] pulled a stunt they had never seen before: she switched arms.
The ball easily slipped past the blockers and slammed onto the floor behind them, Sugawara’s team scoring the final point.
[Y/n] was immediately swarmed by her team, celebrating the win and complimenting her skills. Hinata immediately pulled her into a hug, claiming they couldn’t have won without her on their team, and [Y/n] felt her heart swell.
She returned the gesture, assuring Hinata that it wasn’t just her that caused them to win, but everyone working together as a team. On the other side of the court, Tanaka and Nishinoya fell to their knees, the dramatic tears spilling down their face once again,
“VOLLEYBALL GODDESS!”
“OUR NEW QUEEN!”
Daichi walked past them, ignoring their antics, and approached [Y/n] with an impressed look,
“So, that left-handed spike at the end—what was that?”
[Y/n] grinned, rising both of her hands and wiggling her fingers,
“I’m ambidextrous and train with both hands. Gotta keep the other team on their toes.”
A wave of awe rippled throughout the boys, their respect only growing deeper every moment they spent learning about the female. Ukai stepped forward, ruffling her hair with a proud grin,
“Yep, that’s my little sister for you; a volleyball monster.”
She chuckled, pulling out her phone to check the time before glancing at everyone around her with an apologetic smile.
“Sorry, guys. I have to head out.”
“WHAT?!”
Hinata nearly shrieked, pressing his hands together in a pleading motion,
“No, stay!”
“Don’t leave us!”
Nishinoya wailed, standing beside Hinata and doing the same gesture he did.
“You can’t just obliterate us in a match then leave!”
Tanaka cried, standing on Hinata’s other side and matching his two other friends. Everyone was visibly disappointed, some more than others, as no one wanted the female to go. Even Yamaguchi, hesitant but hopeful, piped up with a shy stare.
“Um…will we see you again?”
[Y/n] shrugged, glancing to Ukai with a mischievous grin.
“If coach allows it, you’ll be seeing me a lot more often!”
She winked at the boys, then turned and left as dramatically as she’d came. When the doors slid shut, the team immediately swarmed Ukai, voices and yells overlapping as they began to practically beg.
“Coach, you have to bring her back!”
“She’s amazing!”
“She’s literally perfect!”
“PLEASE!”
Ukai immediately grew overwhelmed, internally cursing at his sister for causing the chaos to fall onto him. He stammered as his eyes darted between each and every boy surrounding him—but he managed to get them off of his back with a demand,
“Shut up and start cleaning the gym!”
Groans rippled throughout the group of boys as they reluctantly did as told, sneakers squeaking and shoulders slouching with disappointment. However, before they could get too far, Ukai suddenly muttered,
“If you guys do a good job, [Y/n] might come back sooner than you think.”
And with that, the boys broke into a full on sprint—cleaning every crack and crevice they could find once, twice, even three times to make sure the gym was spotless when they were done. Ukai simply watched with a shake of his head, already regretting inviting his sister to the gym.
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❀A/N❀
Oop this one was sitting in my drafts for a while lol
Prompt: How would Saiki react to reader(you) having the personality of Mitsuri from Demon Slayer?
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Pre-dating
To be blunt, he’d find you annoying at first
Your constant squealing and gushing over every single thing you find cute would make him roll his eyes
He thinks you’re very loud and very dramatic
Even though Saiki doesn’t like you yet, everyone else adores you
You have a kind and motherly personality, and you naturally attract people to you
Kaido in particular really likes you
So, since Kaido likes you, Nendou likes you—and since Kaido and Nendou like you, you become apart of the friend group
Even though Saiki tried avoiding you, it eventually became impossible since Kaido and Nendou always brought you around
At first, Saiki thought they only liked you because you were simply feeding into their delusions and going along with their antics
However, the more he spent time with you, the more he realized how genuine you were
I think that the turning point would be the first time he got to see the “mother bear” side of you
You were wailing to Kaido about a video you saw online of puppies, crying because of how cute they were
Then, out of nowhere, some guys began to mock you
Kaido being the precious boy he is attempted to stand up for you
Emphasis on attempted because the guys turned to make fun of him and hurt his ego
Your mood did a complete 180–you were not about to let that slide
You could handle people making fun of you, but making fun of someone else crossed the line
I feel like if I write out an entire scene, it’s going to be hella cringe, so I won’t do that…but let’s just say you won’t have to deal with those guys again
Kaido clung to you like a koala, embarrassed that you had to save him when he initially tried to save you, but he was definitely grateful
Saiki watched the whole thing from afar, his opinion on you changing once he saw your serious side
He began to subconsciously notice the smaller things about you: how you squeal differently depending on how you feel, how you always greet someone with a smile and a warm hug, how enthusiastic you are no matter the situation, how you always put others before yourself, etc
Whenever the two of you were within the same space—whether it be hanging out with friends, during lunch, during gym, etc—he began to gravitate towards you, and you definitely noticed
However, you didn’t want to scare him off, so you minimized your reactions the best you could
You took note of his habits as well, and you began small routines based off of them (for example, you began to bring him coffee jelly during lunch)
When feelings start to develop
When you began to develop feelings for Saiki, you made no attempt to hide how you felt (you probably couldn’t if you wanted to)
You weren’t over the top about your feelings because you didn’t want to make Saiki uncomfortable, but you didn’t pretend like you didn’t see him as more than a friend
At first, Saiki was unsure how to respond to your feelings
His first thought was to push you away like he did with Teruhashi and Yumehara, but he found himself hesitating before he did so
At first, he told himself that it was because he didn’t mind your feelings since you weren’t over the top with them
However, over time, he realized that it was more than he didn’t mind your feelings—he reciprocated them
The minute he came to terms with how he truly felt about you, he was whipped
Confessing
He didn’t know what to do with his feelings—after all, he had never experienced romantic interest beforehand
He didn’t know how to communicate his reciprocation; so instead, he went with more intimate gestures
Instead of simply hovering near you, he intentionally stood or sat beside you
He began to greet you with small hugs rather than a simple nod or wave
He began to get you small gifts; snacks you like or something related to something you’re interested in
The two of you began to hang out more by yourselves—going to arcades, cafes, you name it
You noticed the shift in how he treated you, and you were over the moon about it
You made no attempt to hide how these things made you felt, but you still made sure that you weren’t crossing any boundaries and being over the top
One day, Teruhashi cornered you while you were headed to the bathroom—quick to ask you what was going on between you and Saiki
You hesitated—you didn’t know how to answer
You really didn’t even know if Saiki liked you yet, he technically hadn’t confessed
Before you could answer, you felt someone grab your wrist and pull you away from Teruhashi—it was Saiki
He pulled you next to him, interlacing your fingers and glaring at Teruhashi
“We’re dating.”
Teruhashi is quick to leave, and you turn towards Saiki—hand still holding his
“You didn’t have to say that.”
Even though Saiki tried his best to remain calm, you could that his body suddenly tensed and how he began to avoid eye contact
“But it’s true.”
Post-dating
The news that you and Saiki are dating is quick to go around
Toritsuka is the first to find the two of you—expressing his surprise that Saiki was able to find a partner before him
Others eventually join him, surrounding the two of you and bombarding you guys with questions
Even though Saiki hates the attention, he no longer hides how he feels
He’s open about your relationship, but not dramatic with it
He never knew how touch starved he was until the two of you started dating
He’s always touching you in some way—holding your hand, knee brushing yours, hand on the small of your back, etc
When it’s just the two of you, he’s a huge cuddle bug
He’s awkward with it at first, but after a few cuddle sessions, it comes naturally to him
He ends up introducing you to his parents fairly early in the relationship—and they love you
You end up visiting his house often—and the majority of the time is spent with his parents
First Kiss (on the lips)
Since Saiki was new to dating, he settled with kissing your cheek or forehead—he figured they were the hardest kisses to fuck up
One day, Toritsuka asked if the two of you had your first kiss yet, and you answered truthfully
He was baffled, and began to rant about how Saiki should be a better boyfriend and he would’ve kissed you by now if you were dating him and bla bla bla
You payed him no mind, rolling your eyes and shifting your attention to something else
Saiki, however, did not
Later that day, you two ended up hanging out at his house—cuddling in his room with a show playing in the background
You could tell Saiki was distracted, so you paused the show and asked him what was wrong
Instead of responding with words, he leaned closer to you and kissed you
It was a bit uncoordinated since he was inexperienced, but it still awoke butterflies in your stomach
He eventually pulled away, and that was the first time you had seen him so flushed
Without a second thought, he leaned back in and kissed you again
And you happily reciprocated ❤︎︎
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I have so many old drafts and old requests I’m trying to get to so I can clear some space and start working on Lost Overseas cause my mind is full with so many old ideas that I wanna get to LMAO
Thank you all for your patience 🫶🏾 I promise I’m trying my best to work on Lost Overseas. There’s some plot things that I’m struggling with so bear with me lmao
OHSHC x reader hcs (all characters separately) where shes a foreigner and moved to japan to escape her crappy ahh family.. and shes (obvi) gotta work to make rent and attend school
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Pairing: OHSHC members (separately) x Fem! Reader
Prompt: [Y/n] transfers to Ouran Academy from a different country in desperation to escape her family. In addition to staying on top of her grades, [Y/n] has to work to get by. How do they react..? 👀
OHSHC Masterlist
Mitsukuni Haninozuka
Reaction to [Y/n]’s arrival
He’s one of the first people to notice [Y/n]’s arrival due to how quickly rumors spread about it
He’s presently surprised—not because she’s from a different country, but because she’s not from a high social status
He actively seeks her out, curious if she’s anything like Haruhi
The first few times they talk/interact, Honey-Senpai looks for any similarities between [Y/n] and Haruhi
Sometimes he’ll actively compare the two. Even if [Y/n] does a small gesture that reminds him of Haruhi, he’s quick to point it out
“I know a commoner who does/says that, too! I think you two should meet, you’d be great friends!”
He doesn’t mean to be offensive or close-minded, he just doesn’t know many commoners—his only prior reference being Haruhi
Reaction to [Y/n]’s Job
After a martial arts class, Honey-Senpai and Mori decided to stop by a bakery before heading home
He was surprised to see [Y/n] standing behind the cash register, taking an elderly woman’s order
Honey-Senpai immediately yelled [Y/n]’s name with a big grin on his face, earning everyones attention
He’s trilled to find out that [Y/n] works at a bakery so close to his dojo—he pinky promises to visit her after every class
He couldn’t care less about the fact that she’s breaking the school rules by having a job, he loves sweets more
When he figures out [Y/n]’s entire situation
One day, after a dojo class, Honey-Senpai visited [Y/n]—who was on break
The two sat at a table near the windows, chatting and eating pastries
Honey-Senpai suddenly asked [Y/n] why she decided to move countries and attend Ouran Academy—as well as have a job
After listening to [Y/n] explain her situation, Honey-Senpai nearly burst into tears
He immediately gave [Y/n] a hug, offering to give her a job serving deserts at the host club so she could make more money
If she accepts, he’s over the moon
If she doesn’t, he’d be disappointed, but understand
Either way, he vows to help [Y/n] out in any way he can and makes her pinky promise that she’ll come to him if she needs anything
Takashi Morinozuka
Reaction to [Y/n]’s arrival
He hears about it from Honey-Senpai, who’s eager to meet her
While Honey-Senpai is mostly focused on finding out if [Y/n] is like Haruhi, Mori is interested in her as her own person
He takes note of the small details and quirks she has, finding her foreign background interesting
Reaction to [Y/n]’s job
One Saturday morning, Mori decided to check out a café that recently opened up
While sitting at a booth and reading a book, waiting for his coffee, he was surprised to see [Y/n] walking towards him
He nodded towards her with a slight smile, and [Y/n] enthusiastically greeted him as she sat his coffee down on the table
He thought the job suited her, and made a secret promise to visit the café more often to see her
He doesn’t care about the fact that [Y/n] isn’t supposed to have a job—as a matter of fact, he supports it
He leaves over 100% tips because why not
When he figures out [Y/n]’s entire situation
Like Honey-Senpai, he finds out while visiting [Y/n] during her break
However, he doesn’t end up asking. She just tells him
She doesn’t even mean to, she just began to casually talk about her past and stuff to pass time
Mori doesn’t externally react, but inside his heart nearly breaks
He hates how unfair life is, and he hates the fact that [Y/n] is so used to it even more
From then on, he’ll leave ginormous tips
I don’t just mean double the bill, he’ll literally leave over $1,000 tips—even if all he orders is a coffee
If [Y/n] asks him about it, he just shrugs
He won’t explain why, he’ll just give her a soft pat on top of her head and smile
Kyoya Ootori
Reaction to [Y/n]’s arrival
Let’s be honest—he’s the least surprised about it
He already knows everything about [Y/n]’s background—including her family
He doesn’t really seek her out or anything
He does, however, keep tabs on her
Reaction to [Y/n]’s job
Naturally, the moment [Y/n] gets a job, he knows immediately
He’s quick to show up within her first week, discreetly spying her until he gets a moment to talk to her alone
He intimidates [Y/n] with his sharp, unnerving smile and kindly reminds her that working without the schools permission isn’t allowed
When he figures out [Y/n]’s entire situation
Even though he doesn’t show it, he feels the slightest bit of guilt
After a moment of silence, he asks [Y/n] how much she makes
After she tells him, he offers her the opportunity to make more money working at the host club as a server
His guilt is replaced with a sense of relief when she accepts [because who wouldn’t after being intimidated by the Kyoya Ootori himself]
Tamaki Suoh
Reaction to [Y/n]’s arrival
He’s somehow one of the first to know
The reason I say somehow is because he doesn’t find out by snooping through Kyoya’s stuff or hearing rumors
He kinda just…knew?
It’s like he sensed a shift in the air, then a week later, his suspicions were confirmed when [Y/n] arrived
He seeks her out immediately
He’d probably be waiting at the front doors to greet her on her first day
Unfortunately, much like Honey-Senpai, he’s constantly comparing [Y/n] and Haruhi
He’s a lot more stupid about it though, and his comparisons make no sense whatsoever
“Wow, you sneeze with your right elbow—Haruhi does that too! Is that a common thing among commoners?”
Reaction to [Y/n]’s job
There’s an animal shelter that he’s a regular at and visits at least once every other week—and sometimes he volunteers to help watch over the dogs
When he walks to the back and sees [Y/n] playing with one of the pups, he legitimately cries
He dramatically claims that the sight before him is the most adorable thing he’s ever seen in his entire life
He’s so excited to find out that [Y/n] works at his favorite animal shelter, it makes him visit more
When he figures out [Y/n]’s entire situation
One day, while taking some of the dogs on a walk, Tamaki asks [Y/n] why she decided to start working and move to Japan so suddenly
When she explains her situation, Tamaki dramatically cries and pulls [Y/n] into a hug
Through hiccups and sobs, Tamaki expresses his sorrow—claiming that no one should have to go through such lengths to live a comfortable and safe life
Tamaki proposes the idea of moving in with him, and [Y/n] immediately laughs, thinking he was joking
However, Tamaki is quick to reassure her that he’s serious, and is utterly disappointed when [Y/n] declines
He dedicated himself to helping her out in the best way he can; buying her groceries, lending her money, etc
Even if she declines and/or tries to return something, he’ll always find a way that she can’t fight against
Hikaru Hitachiin
Reaction to [Y/n]’s arrival
He’s quick to hear about [Y/n]’s arrival through his classmates
He quickly seeks her out, curious as to what kind of person she is
He also wonders if there’s any similarities between [Y/n] and Haruhi, but he’s much less obvious about comparing them [unlike Honey-Senpai and Tamaki]
If there are any similarities, he’ll make sarcastic remarks about it—but in a way that communicates he still acknowledges they’re their own people
Kinda in a “you remind me of someone I know” way rather than “all of you are th same” way
Reaction to [Y/n]’s job
One day, he decides to visit a recently opened shopping center with Kaoru
He decided to check out a store that sold electronics, and was surprised to see [Y/n] working there
He’s quick to make fun of [Y/n]—joking about her being “broke” and a commoner
He then begins to criticize her choice of work, stating that she could’ve chosen a better place and her skills there aren’t needed
When he figures out [Y/n]’s entire situation
He ended up finding out when he pushed [Y/n] too far on a bad day, making a “joke” about threatening to expose [Y/n]’s job to the school and get her expelled
This resulted in her snapping at him and explaining her situation
He immediately feels guilty
Unfortunately, he’s too prideful to properly apologize
Instead, he does acts of service—paying some of her bills, getting some of her groceries, etc [he probably found out how to do all of that through Kyoya lmao]
He waits for [Y/n] to approach him first, which doesn’t take long since he literally started paying her bills and buying her groceries
He won’t stop completely, but will come to a compromise and help in any way she’ll let him
Kaoru Hitachiin
Reaction to [Y/n]’s arrival
Like his brother, he hears about [Y/n]’s arrival through rumors and gossip
He seeks [Y/n] out, but not as eagerly
He keeps an eye out, but lets fate do most of the work
When he seeks an opportunity, he casually approaches [Y/n] and begins to make small talk with her
He’s genuinely interested in [Y/n] as a person, eager to learn about being a commoner in other countries
Reaction to [Y/n]’s job
He’ll probably tease her like Hikaru, but it’ll be much more lighthearted and much less hurtful
He’ll visit [Y/n] constantly, no matter what kind of job she has
He’ll make one or two lighthearted jokes about how [Y/n] isn’t supposed to be working, calling her a “rebel” or something of the sorts
He’s supportive and doesn’t gaf. If he can, he’ll tip [Y/n] an obnoxious amount
When he figures out [Y/n]’s entire situation
One day, he casually asks [Y/n] why she decided to move to Japan and allat jazz
She explains her situation, and Kaoru can’t help but frown
He places a hand on her shoulder, telling her that he’s there to support her through anything she needs
He secretly keeps an eye on her, watching and/or listening to see if there’s anything causing her stress
Even if she complains about rent for one minute, he will pay her bills in a heartbeat—no questions asked
Haruhi Fujioka
Reaction to [Y/n]’s arrival
She’s quick to hear about [Y/n]’s arrival because of other people
“Did you hear we’re getting another commoner transfer student?” “Do you know this commoner?” “You and the transfer student should be best friends!”
To be honest, Haruhi avoids [Y/n] at first—not because she did anything wrong, but because people kept mentioning [Y/n] to her and she was sick of it
The first time [Y/n] and Haruhi interact is when she visits [Y/n]’s job
Reaction to [Y/n]’s job
Haruhi doesn’t like studying at school; there’s nowhere quiet enough for her liking, so instead she studies at a local library
And it just so happens that [Y/n] began to work at the library she studies at
Since Haruhi had been avoiding [Y/n], she doesn’t recognize her
She approaches [Y/n] to ask her where a book is, and [Y/n] immediately noticed her uniform
When Haruhi finds out that [Y/n] is the new transfer student, they immediately hit it off
They bond over their shared likes and dislikes about the school
Haruhi is glad that [Y/n] works at the library she studies at, because now they can interact with each other without having to worry about people watching them or making up weird rumors
When she figures out [Y/n]’s entire situation
Haruhi had invited [Y/n] over for dinner one day, giving her the chance to meet her father and see her home
To create small talk, Haruhi’s father asked why [Y/n] moved and began to work in Japan
When she answers, both Haruhi and her father immediately feel bad
Ranka basically adopts [Y/n] from there on out
They don’t have much money themselves, but they always welcome [Y/n] with open arms and bring her into the family
Prompt: How I think Gojo would be with a s/o that has ADHD
JJK MASTERLIST
Even though he’s a big tease, Gojo never judges you
He notices all your quirks and habits—even things that you might not notice about yourself or find a big deal, Gojo ALWAYS makes a note of it
Especially the things that you tend to repeat. Maybe a song, or a show, or even something as little as a snack. He always has something similar on hand (or just general knowledge about it) in case you want to talk about it
Whenever you start to rant about something, like a new hyper fixation, Gojo is always ready to listen
Not just half-ass nodding and going “mhm” every second, either. He will let you take the lead and do all the talking, of course, but you can tell he’s listening to every word
Even when he can tell you started to zone out and you’re more-so talking aloud than to him, he’s always ready for you whenever you tune back into reality
He’ll even go out of his way to buy you things that’re related to your interests, or send you posts on Instagram or TikTok that he might not understand himself, but he know that you will since it’s an interest of yours
The opposite is true, as well. If you ever have those days where you don’t want to talk much and you simply want him to take the lead, he’s more than happy to
He always checks in with you (with yes or no questions) and makes sure to include you in everything. You’re still there, after all—just not verbally.
Whenever you struggle with transitioning from one task to another, no matter how big or small the transition is, Gojo is always by your side to help you
Having trouble getting out of bed to brush your teeth? Gojo is by your side in an instant to offer you words of encouragement and help you every step to your bathroom.
Having trouble going to class after a break? Gojo is walking right by your side and talking about something to ease your mind and make the transition a little less hard
You always feel bad. You often feel like you’re being childish and dramatic for struggling with something as simple as going from one thing to the next, but Gojo is always reassuring you
Sure, he might make a few snarky comments here and there, but you can tell that he doesn’t mean it. He’s always more than happy to help
Ofc, if he notices that his comments upset you, he will stop completely
When you struggle with focusing on something, Gojo will try his best to help.
He knows that he can’t really do anything about your inability to focus, but if you need some extra stimulation (like playing with his hands, or him mindlessly talking in the background, or even just him being beside you) he will drop everything and help you in any way he can
Of course, having ADHD comes with the emotional aspect as well
Whenever you struggle with emotional regulation, Gojo is very understanding and by your side the entire time
Even when you lash out or get extremely upset over what may be the simplest things, Gojo always understands
Sure, he may not understand your experience on a personal level, but he understands that you handle and process emotions differently—and he’s by your side no matter how you handle it
Of course if he thinks you need some time to yourself, he won’t hesitate to step back. However, he’s always a call away just in case you need him
Whenever you struggle to express your emotions or communicate, Gojo is always patient with you. He never tries to rush you or finish your sentence whenever you pause, he always sits there with an unwavering smile and hand on your shoulder to reassure you
Gojo also never treats you like a child. You are just as capable as anyone else your age, he’s very much aware of that
Your ADHD doesn’t make you any different on a mature/mental level, he knows that you don’t need babying (and you experience much of it from others). He treats you as his equal, and you could be more grateful
Tbh, if anything, he’d treat you like a divine being. Let’s be honest, Gojo would NAWT be a nonchalant bf LMAO
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HI GUYSSS I’ve lowkey been stressing myself out lately trying to figure out how to go about the Lost Overseas series bc I want to tie it into the actual anime series but I have no idea how to transition my own plot into the series plot and I’m trying to cram finishing high school and I’m moving out in March and SO MUCH SHIT IS HAPPENING—
ANYWAYSSS this was mostly written to help me cope w life rn cause my ADHD is killing me soooo yeah (ﾒ﹏ﾒ) If this is out of character for you and/or Gojo,, it’s bc I was projecting hella— DONT ATTACK ME PLS
But yeah!! I’m working on the Lost Overseas fic!! I see all of you requesting more of it and/or to be on the taglist!! I’m not ignoring yall I promise 🫶🏾🫶🏾 LOVE U ALLLLLL
Kyoya greeted the second he entered the room, his head held high with his school bag tucked neatly under his arm.
Tamaki immediately perked up, turning towards Kyoya as mushrooms began to fall from his shoulders—a dead giveaway that he was sulking a few moments prior.
“You made it!”
“It’s unlike you to be late, Kyoya-Senpai.”
Haruhi commented, watching as Kyoya took a seat in the chair next to Tamaki. He took out his computer, placing it on the table and immediately beginning to type.
“Yes, it is—I apologize for that. I seemed to have misplaced my tie, I couldn’t find it this morning and ended up running late.”
It was then everyone noticed that his collar lacked a tie, leaving the white undershirt bare underneath his blazer. Hikaru raised his brow, leaning forward against the table,
“Don’t you have—”
“—Any spares?”
Kaoru finished his brother’s sentence, matching his mannerisms as the two stared at Kyoya. Before he had the chance to respond, his phone began to buzz in his pocket—a muffled ringtone emitting from the small device.
“Hello?”
Kyoya answered the phone, his tone uncharacteristically light—which caught the other hosts off guard.
“Hey, is this a bad time?”
A feminine voice spoke from the phone, too quiet for anyone but Kyoya to hear. The hosts watched as Kyoya’s brows furrowed ever so slightly, his full attention focused on the phone call.
“Not at all. Is everything alright?”
“Yeah! You just left your tie at my place last night and I wanted to give it to you before class. I’m outside music room three if you want to—”
“Perfect, do you mind coming in and giving it to me?”
The hosts shared a look, beyond confused as to who could be on the other line of the call. Their first assumption was that it was some sort of business partner, but his tone was too soft and delicate—as if he were talking to someone he admired rather than respected.
“Are you sure?”
“I’m sure.”
Kyoya quickly ended the call, tucking his phone back into his pocket as he stood from his seat. Before any of the other hosts could question who had called him, the doors suddenly opened.
In walked a female, face painted a ghostly shade of white with bold makeup on top. Layers of clothing and jewelry were stacked on her body as her [h/c] hair framed her face in a way that suited her.
Her round, [e/c] eyes scanned the room, squinting in delight when she spotted Kyoya. She began to make her way towards him, only stopping when she stood before him.
“Here’s your tie.”
She gestured the accessory in his direction, her lips curling into a small smile. Instead of taking it, Kyoya removed his blazer and lifted the collar of his undershirt,
“Do you mind putting it on for me?”
Her eyes widened, taken aback by the request—however, she happily obliged. Kyoya stood patiently, watching as she tied the cloth around his neck.
His expression was unlike anything the rest of the hosts had seen—it was genuine. If they had to choose a single, real-life embodiment of the word love, they would definitely choose the way he looked at her.
There was no hint of calculating or any sort of coldness, he simply stared at the girl as if she hung the stars and moon herself.
Once she finished, she helped re-fold his collar and put his blazer back on, carefully re-buttoning each button until it sat the way she knew he liked it.
“KYOYA!”
A sudden screech caught the two off guard. Kyoya’s eyes immediately squinted in annoyance, head turning to see Tamaki stomping towards him with a scowl.
“HAVE YOU BEEN KEEPING SECRETS FROM DADDY?!”
Tamaki fumed—and once he was close enough, he grabbed Kyoya’s arm and pulled him away from the girl, pointing an accusatory finger at her.
“WHO IS THAT?!”
The girl stood in place with wide eyes, glancing back and forth between Tamaki and Kyoya. She remained silent, hands folded neatly behind her back as she waited for Kyoya to answer.
She knew Kyoya liked his privacy, especially when it came to the host club, so she refrained from speaking on Kyoya’s behalf—she didn’t want to say anything Kyoya didn’t want her to.
Tamaki, however, was not fond of the silence. He placed his hands on Kyoya’s shoulders, shaking him back and forth as his gaze switched from him to her—then back to him,
“ANSWER ME—ONE OF YOU!”
To his surprise, Kyoya suddenly smacked his hands off of his shoulders. He straightened his blazer before walking towards the girl, placing a hand on her waist and pulling her close—not in a possessive way, but as a loving gesture.
A gesture that communicated that he was done with keeping secrets.
“This is [Y/n].”
He answered, his tone firm. He then turned to her, gently grabbing her hand and placing a delicate kiss on the palm,
Okay so what was originally some oneshot…thingy? I wrote on the toilet one night for The Apothecary Diaries got A LOT more attention than I thought it was going to—
And a lot of people have requested for me to make it into a full fanfiction,, and why not?? Maybe?? Idk. I have to actually think of a plot and shit so it might take me a hot minute plus I have other shit I’m supposed to be writing…bleh
BUT do you guys want me to make it a Jinshi x Reader or a polyamorous Maomao x Jinshi x reader..? 🤔
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Jinshi x Reader
Poly Maomao x Jinshi x Reader
Voting ended onJan 4
Here’s the link to the story I’m referencing for those of yall who are lost —> Link to pt 1 — Link to pt 2
The rear palace rarely welcomed outsiders—but when it did, it was never a minor occasion.
Guards stood taller, servants moved faster, and eyes lingered on every single unfamiliar face. The rumor of a market event taking place soon flooded the walls of the rear palace—and soon enough, the rumors were confirmed.
Within a week, the inner courtyards were transformed into something completely different. Stalls were lined along the walkways with canopies stretching overhead, casting shadows along the ground.
Various crates of all kinds of goods were stacked neatly beside its respective stall, always within arms length in case the merchant needed more supply.
The atmosphere was buzzing with life—not yet flooded with people, but an unusual feeling of joy lingered in the air.
You moved along the crowd like a shadow, head ducked with a mask over your mouth and a hood over your head. Like usual, you simply minded your business—not bothering to stare at anything or anyone for more than a second.
At first, everything was fine—you managed to carry on about your day with no slip-ups whatsoever. Then, you saw a banner; one that was all too familiar.
The badge on it was unmistakable; embroidered in a thread you had seen over a hundred times before. Then a man—around the same age as your father—turned around, barking demands in a way that reminded you of your father.
The sight before you caught you off guard, causing you to nearly trip over your feet as old, forgotten memories began to resurface.
The merchants you laid eyes on weren’t any other business, they used to be your rivals—or rather, your family’s business’ rivals.
They traded along the same routes, sailed across the same seas, shared the same markets, festivals, information—wherever one was seen, the other wasn’t close behind.
And if he was here, others who remember your family more than likely were as well.
You reacted almost instantly, turning on your heel and speeding in the opposite direction. You forced yourself to continue walking, ignoring the way your breathing became shallow and the way your body began to shake.
I’m older now. I’m dressed in different clothing. I have a hood and a mask on.
You tried your best to calm yourself, reasoning that there was no way on earth that you’d be recognized from afar. However, the fear still lingered.
For the next few days, you avoided the market like the plague. You busied yourself with chores and tasks that would keep you away from the general area.
However, as time passed, your mind couldn’t help but start to wonder if the merchants’ appearance was a blessing in disguise.
Even though the thought of being recognized terrified you to no end, you knew that the merchants potentially had information.
And information was power.
And so, after making up your mind, you waited. As the day continued and the sun began to set, the market grew denser.
Servants flooded the stalls, officials conversed with the merchants, guards were overwhelmed with demands—each layer only added to the chaos, giving you the perfect opportunity to move.
You slipped through the crowd with ease, careful not to draw attention as you zeroed in on the merchant group you had been avoiding just a few hours prior.
Your eyes lingered, scanning over the general area until you spotted a familiar figure: Tao. He was a boy you had encountered many times—the two of you having an unspoken rivalry due to your similar age and the both of you being the children of the business’ owner.
His hair, which had grown longer since the last time you had seen him, had been tied back in a low ponytail, and he was dressed in fine, but breathable, robes. His attention was focused on a customer, completely oblivious to your lingering stare.
You felt your heart hammer in your rib cage, but you didn’t dare turn back now—you had made it too far. You weaved through the crowd, reaching the male within a matter of seconds.
In one quick motion, you grabbed his arm and pulled him into a secluded area behind the stall, placing a hand over his mouth to make sure any noise he made was muffled.
“Don’t panic, I’m not going to hurt you.”
You assured Tao as calmly as you could, your voice hushed into a whisper. Despite your reassurance, the male remained tense and panicked—it was clear he didn’t recognize you at all.
After taking a quick look around to make sure no one was watching, you removed the hood and mask from your face—and it was then he finally recognized you.
You watched as Tao’s expression shifted from fear to confusion, his brown furrowing and eyes narrowing. You finally removed your hand from his mouth, and he immediately took the opportunity to speak.
“But…how?”
He ran a hand through his hair, his confusion only growing.
“You were- everyone said…you disappeared—”
You placed a firm hand on his shoulder, breaking his spiral as he took a moment to process the fact that you actually stood before him.
When he finally calmed down, you immediately explained everything—the pirates, being kidnapped and sold, your contact, etc.
Tao slowly nodded, taking a deep breath as he attempted to gather his thoughts.
“That’s…a lot.”
“I know.”
You muttered, eyes adverting to the ground. A sudden hand on your arm caught you off guard, and you returned your gaze to the boy before you. He gave your arm a firm, reassuring squeeze as he gently smiled,
“But, you’re alive—and that’s enough.”
You smiled, communicating your appreciation, before your expression sharpened into something more serious.
“I need your help, but discretely—please. I don’t want anyone finding out what happened to my father’s business. If it reaches the rear palace, I could be exposed, and—”
Tao raised his hand, signaling that there was no need to explain further,
“I understand.”
He lowered his hand to his side, offering a sincere smile,
“I know we were rivals, but we were friends too.”
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From that day on, you and Tao worked together—meeting whenever you got the chance, but keeping the meetings brief and discrete to avoid suspicion.
Tao returned to the rear palace multiple times a year thanks to his father’s business, and each time, he brought more information than the last. The process was slow, the male having to gather information carefully to avoid drawing attention.
Nearly a year passed, and everything had been going smoothly. However, this time, Tao seemed more urgent to meet with you—his expression and mannerisms unfamiliar, a mixture between panic and relief.
Then, he spoke three words that changed everything.
“I found them.”
Your eyes immediately grew wide, your breath catching in your throat. A rush of emotions began to flood through you, and a million questions began to spiral through your head—but you kept your mouth shut to let him continue.
“Your mother and your sister, they survived. Just like you, they were sold off as servants.”
Tao paused for a split second, chuckling at the irony of the situation, before continuing.
“They’re safe, and they were beyond relieved to hear that you’re alive and well.”
You felt tears begin to form in the corners of your eyes, the shock and disbelief weighing heavy on your shoulders.
Yes, this is what the goal was the entire time; but the more time passed, the more you considered the possibility that you were the only survivor.
The ship was raided by pirates, after all—they weren’t exactly known to be merciful.
Tao waited, giving you time to process the information, before delivering more news—news that he was sure would lift your spirits.
“They wrote to you.”
You immediately reacted, gaze full of desperation as you waited for him to show proof. Tao couldn’t help but frown slightly; he knew this was a lot of information to receive within the span of five minutes, he didn’t want to overwhelm you.
He could tell that your hope began to fade each time the two of you met up, and the thought that the rest of your family might not be alive was plaguing your mind—even though you never expressed it directly.
He knew that the best course of action would be to tell you everything immediately—you had been through unimaginable things within the past few years, you deserved to know.
And so, without hesitation, Tao reached into his sleeve and presented a carefully folded piece of paper, holding it in your direction.
Your instincts told you to take the paper immediately in fear that if you waited a second too long, it would disappear—or that it would end up being some sort of prank.
However, your gut allowed you to hesitate—taking the moment to breathe and allow yourself to realize that this is real.
With slow, shaky hands, you took the paper as carefully as you could. You stared at the paper, mind spiraling with too many emotions and too many thoughts to count. Sensing your hesitation, Tao placed a reassuring hand on your shoulder.
“Open it.”
And so you did.
You immediately recognized the first half of the letter to be your mother’s handwriting, neat and precise as it had always been.
Dear [Y/n],
I’m beyond relieved to hear that you are alive and well—we are, too. Asking Tao to be your eyes and search for us was smart, I’m proud. We have a few years left on our contract, no more than five—How about you? We miss you, and we love you dearly. Stay safe.
The second half of the letter you recognized as your sister’s handwriting, as sloppy and uneven as ever—you couldn’t help but laugh.
[Y/n], I miss you, Come back!!! I have friends here, I want you to meet them!!! I love you!!!
“I—uh…I brought paper and a pencil…”
Tao began softly, gesturing to the supplies he had sat down next to you.
“If you want to write back, I’d be willing to give it to them.”
You frantically nodded, already shoving the supplies in the bag you had brought along. You then pulled Tao into a tight hug, which earned a chuckle from the male.
“You’re welcome. Now go, we leave in two days.”
You wasted no time, heart thundering in your chest as you were desperate to find somewhere private to write.
Even though you were filled with joy and wanted nothing more than to write back then and there, you had to think logically—you were still ‘undercover’ after all.
Not fully paying attention to where you were going, you ended up bumping shoulders with someone you passed by.
Turning around, you offered a quick, apologetic bow of your head before rushing off. Startled, Maomao watched you run off with furrowed brows.
“That was strange.”
“Hm?”
Xiaolan, who had been walking beside her, turned around—catching a glimpse of your retreating figure before you disappeared around a corner.
“Oh, her? I see her all the time when merchants come.”
Maomao glanced at Xiaolan with a slight tilt of her head,
“All the time?”
“Yup!”
She confirmed with an enthusiastic nod.
“She never really buys anything, though—or even looks around for that matter. Maybe she just likes crowds.”
Xiaolan thought aloud with a laugh, quickly moving onto the next topic that came to mind. Maomao, however, did not. Her eyes narrowed in thought, suspicious of you.
“How interesting…”
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❀A/N❀
The people have spoke,, and I have listened !! Here is a part 2 requested by many ＼(⁀▽⁀ )／
Should I make this into a full series? What do you guys think? If I do, I’d probably make it a Jinshi x Reader because I love Jinshi and don’t see much stuff on here for him (╥_╥)
Lmk what you guys think!! I’m also open for suggestions/ideas because I’m kinda just creating this stuff on the fly without properly giving the plot and stuff much thought,, so help a writer out!!
You’re not exactly sure when or how you ended up in the rear palace—it all happened so suddenly.
The day began like any other, the sun beaming in the sky as its warms rays reflected off the water. The wind was heavy, blowing against the sail as it carried the ship to its next destination.
The deck bustled with life, each crew member tending to their assigned duties and preparing for the next trade. Your father’s voice echoed in the background, assigning tasks and keeping things in order.
You let out a quiet sigh, leaning your chest over the railing of the ship and staring at the water below. This was the kind of life you had known since birth, the sea being more of a home to you than any place on land.
If it weren’t for your mother telling you otherwise, you simply would’ve assumed that you were born on the very ship you stood on — the feel of its deck more natural to you than solid ground.
You closed your eyes, drowning out all background noises and relishing in the feeling of the wind gently kissing your face. Other than at night, time to yourself was rare, so you took advantage of it every opportunity you got.
A sudden tug on your sleeve caught your attention, pulling you from your thoughts and back into the world around you. You shifted your head, glancing beside you and at your younger sister.
She was born 10 years after you, making her 8 years old as she stood at half your height. Her round, [e/c] eyes glanced up at you with genuine, childlike curiosity.
“Yes?”
You ask in your native language. You had learned to speak many languages within your years of traveling—some taught to you by your parents, while others you picked up by listening to others or interacting with native speakers you encountered.
However, your younger sister does not have that experience quite yet; so you communicate with her in your family’s native language.
“Where are we going now?”
She asked softly, her head tilting slightly. You couldn’t help but smile, finding her childish mannerisms adorable. Shrugging your shoulders, you looked back at the rippling waves,
“I don’t know. We can ask father when he’s not busy.”
Before your sister had the chance to respond, the ship suddenly jolted—the force so harsh that it threw you off balance and caused you to fall to your knees.
“What was that?!”
Your sister shrieked, holding onto you for support as she frantically looked around. You did the same, your heart dropping and eyes widening when you realized what had happened.
Pirates had found your ship.
The deck erupted into chaos, violence roaring in the air as pirates rounded the ship from all angles. You held onto your sister as tight as you could, attempting to find a place to hide as your legs carried you as fast as they could go.
The two of you were quickly caught, forcefully torn apart and dragged onto separate ships. You barely even remember what happened after that, the following months filled with nothing but depressive emotions.
You stayed quiet, keeping to yourself and doing everything you could to avoid gaining attention. You hid your glasses and pretended to be illiterate, as well as pretending that you were mute.
The last thing you wanted was for people to find out that you’re multilingual—you were sure that would make things a lot more complicated and freedom a lot less likely.
You eventually ended up as a servant in the rear palace, and you couldn’t be happier. You had been to the rear palace many times, it was one of your father’s favorite place to do business—so you were very familiar with the area and how it works.
Despite how obvious it was that you weren’t from the area—or from China at all—you managed to keep a low profile, desperate to finish your contract as soon as possible and find your family.
You were doing so well, avoiding attention for years and going about your business with ease.
So…how did you end up here?
You swallowed nervously, body instinctively tensing as you had to fight the urge to run away. Before you stood a eunuch, one you desperately tried to avoid due to the amount of attention he drew wherever he went.
His beautiful, feminine features and charming personality instantly made heads turn wherever he walked—not to mention the power he had since he was the emperor’s favorite.
However, despite him being the highest authoritative figure in the room, he’s not the one that intimidated you the most—it was the girl beside him.
She was younger than you by about a year and stood at a mere 5 feet, but her stare carried all the intensity her stature couldn’t.
“Tell me…”
She slowly began, watching your every move.
“…You’re not actually mute and illiterate, are you?”
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❀A/N❀
Hi guys!!! I’m sorry I’ve been so inactive :’) So much shit has been happening and I’ve been going through THE WORST writers block. Like- this is literally something I wrote within the span of 15 minutes on the toilet because I want to write SOMETHING
PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE give me requests for headcannons, oneshots, etc bc I am DYING and I need IDEASSSSS
