Juhō (っ˘ω˘ς )

𝘀𝗶𝗹𝗲𝗻𝗰𝗲 𝖻𝖾𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗌 𝗆𝗒 𝖺𝗇𝗌𝗐𝖾𝗋. main blog б（＞ε＜）∂ （ｏ。ｏ；）! requests are open !

[herjuhodivine]

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my carrd ♪(ﾟ▽^*)ﾉ⌒☆ pink garden of knowledge

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[herjuhodivine]

3 drafts in writing and i finally picked up witch hat atelier so maybe ill write that as well and soon jjk maybe

[herjuhodivine]

pink theme again??? cuz my ipad and phone are pink…

[burgerbite-67]

“Yeah, I like Tamsy because he’s an interesting character, a good written villain, AND he’s fine as hell.”

“Yeah, I like Tamsy because of his actions towards Rudo and Amo.”

As D1 Tamsy glazers, I feel like we have to understand that Tamsy is genuinely a demon spawn from hell with the way he’s moving in the manga and that his actions isn’t justifiable in the slightest no matter what his reasoning is. The reason we should like him ls because of his character design and how he’s written in the manga as an antagonist, NOT because of his sadistic actions towards two mentally unstable teens for basically no reason other then his own twisted convictions😭

(I saw a tweet about this topic, argued about it, and wanted to share my opinion on here since It felt like I was talking to a brick wall on X, but all in all this is just a rant post so don’t take this too seriously)

[herjuhodivine]

quick warning that i’m very much alive and breathing

[accffbusy]

i wish tamsy would jst slap it on my tongue and make me clean up the excess while degrading me

[herjuhodivine]

UNWANTED? FEELINGS

this story is located under the gachiakuta section

⋮ ⌗ tamsy experiencing feelings for you and he needs to keep you.

˖᯽ ݁˖ — SFW N NSFW, sadism/sadist thoughts, fem!reader, manipulation, possessive, stalking, mention of sex (ooc! tamsy?), friends to lovers, reader is a giver, lwk motherly!reader, tammy pervert era??

the first time tamsy laid his eyes on you, you were calm, smiling at rudo while explaining something about the ground. he was standing in the back of the room playing with his jinki, just watching.

the way you carry yourself, like you have no secrets—maybe you don’t. but you can’t go assuming things for no reasons without proof. will you chaining you up and fucking you up mentally get you to crack? maybe not, you show quite the resilience to a beating.

after a few weeks, he began chatting to you. getting to know you. he’s always there. always. buying you gifts and trinkets, giving you advices, being your shoulder to lean on . friends! he hates it but we’re going getting somewhere.

“my gosh, she isn’t easy as i thought to let me in” inner tamsy would say whenever you’re acting closed off or nervous around him. but you have no problem with the children—even playing with rudo and dear or remlin and guita most of time.

watching you up-close or from a distance, he can never take his eyes off your features; the way your eyes crease when you smile, your smile lines, your tone change depending on who you’re speaking to (it’s soft for him). oh and he lives the way your eyelids naturally low and your eyelashes touching your cheeks. “i wonder what it looks like to have such beautiful a face look fucked out. panting and dazed.

he loves touching you, instead of holding your hands, he holds your wrists almost like a rope. how tight can he tighten his hand thread around your wrist before you notice and make a sound, would you whimper? oh how adorable you would sound if you did.

“ah…tamsy, that hurts..” you lift up your wrist with his hand basically choking your arm. “whoops angel,” he loosens his grip and smiles at you so innocent. yea you definitely whimper.

he loves having days off with you. taking you on dates is his favorite. stroking your hair and talking to you. one thing about him is he loves observing. being this close to you this helps me with his observation. he feels so attached to you slowly.

“what is this? this shit feels disgusting…this woman shared no purpose to my plan.” inner tamsy would freak out and yell, but his eyes remain on you. watching and soaking in every detail like a sponge.

“you’re missing your hair clip, angel.” he would point like saying a no-man land is dangerous. “hair clip?” his finger pressed gently against the spot where your clip is missing. “that star clip you love, did you leave it in your room?” you blinked in surprise. “how did you remember…” and he would shrug.

every time you smile, he wonders what it would like to be have bound and numb to his torture. would you still cling to him after? have you wrap around his finger like a little puppet? or maybe fight back?

he loves how you cling to him, are you going to let you if you know what he really is? could you even? your love seems to run so deep inside of you and that’ll even stick by his side. maybe you’ll cling to him even he is rough over your edge. such a place could get you in harm’s way dear.

“angel.” he started off with. “yes tamsy?” you stared off into the horizon. “well..no matter when to say this then simply, i like you.” he watched your facial expression. every single muscular movement, your eyes, the way the blood rushes to your cheeks; changing their skin slightly. “i..uh..i like you too, tamsy.” you whispered softly. and he chuckled.

now you’re in his webs of bound; bound to him until death do each part.

bonus!

“tamsy…?” he hummed, “what..are you doing?—what are you planning? you know that this is mad—” your vision starts seeing black spots and your legs feel like jelly, “my love, i really love this relationship—let’s keep it pure, yea?” his smile stretched.

he catches you from falling with his threads. his cold hand cupped your cheek, “i did want you find out but, i rather like you in the dark. easier to control.” he kissed your cheek.

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[burgerbite-67]

“WHO in their right mind would crack Tamsy after everything he done to not only Rudo, but to Amo as well?”

(Granted, he’d probably be the one doing the cracking, but let me have this one thing.)

[herjuhodivine]

this headcanon is located under gachiakuta section

⋮ ⌗ headcanons of zanka w an overly affectionate reader

˖᯽ ݁˖ — all fluff; lwk short

ꪆ𓏲 — first writing for 2026; this was a request but tumblr lost it..

꒰ ᧔ෆ᧓ ꒱ — he wakes up to kisses all over his face—quite literally smothered. he has to gently push you up up and off so he can get ready.

꒰ ᧔ෆ᧓ ꒱ — you’re even more clingy while getting ready, he can’t brush his teeth without his free hand holding yours or if you’re ready before him, you’re leaning on his back.

꒰ ᧔ෆ᧓ ꒱ — messing up his hair in a sneak attack will earn you a death glare. ESPECIALLY if he walks up in a bad mood, start praying.

꒰ ᧔ෆ᧓ ꒱ — you follow him around like a puppy, always helping him and congratulating him on whatever he does that’s important or good. he sometimes stares blankly at you and you never figured why. (he’s overwhelmed by affection)

꒰ ᧔ෆ᧓ ꒱ — you and your hugs, he’s basically dragging you around from his waist cause you refuse to let go sometimes.

꒰ ᧔ෆ᧓ ꒱ — you kissing him every 30 seconds.

꒰ ᧔ෆ᧓ ꒱ — holding hands are a non-negotiable

꒰ ᧔ෆ᧓ ꒱ — yapping non stop is speciality. sometimes zanka would be annoyed but never shuts you up, he just endures it.

꒰ ᧔ෆ᧓ ꒱ — you love physical affection (clearly) so pinching his cheeks or even biting is on your handbook; definitely in private (gotta protect his image).

꒰ ᧔ෆ᧓ ꒱ — expanding on the kisses, you love kissing his face and his hands. hard working hands with a pretty face.

꒰ ᧔ෆ᧓ ꒱ — whenever he’s tired, you would make him rest his head on your lap, play with his hair until he’s snoring

꒰ ᧔ෆ᧓ ꒱ — you like sitting near him after he gets his ass handed to him by jabber and holding each other’s pinkies when he’s calm down.

overall, zanka is the best and deserves all the love

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[alieinthemorning]

You: Falls first

Tamsy: Falls harder (and fucking hates it)

[rxionv]

i need this man like rn its not even funny 💔💔💔

[herjuhodivine]

sighhh tumblr just lost my request box

🐸🍂; your request is coming

[herjuhodivine]

HAPPY (LATE) BIRTHDAYYYY(⁠*⁠＾⁠3⁠＾⁠)⁠/⁠～⁠♡

thank youuu 🩷🥹

[herjuhodivine]

happy birthday to me !!

( also happy new year )

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reblog for good things to happen to you

the universe will listen

[lemonmoonmochi]

Don’t mind me in my manifestation era ଘ(੭*ˊᵕˋ)੭* ̀ˋ

[herjuhodivine]

AN EARNER

this is located under the gachiakuta section

⋮ ⌗ mini story of zanka having a fat crush on you and trying to earn his way into your heart strings

˖᯽ ݁˖ — pre-established relationship, yearner zanka, praise kink ( not in the smutty way ), fluff/sfw, reader mentioned doing ballet, mentions of other characters, childhood friends to potential lovers, mutual pining?

everyone knows zanka to be serious almost 24/7, even since he was younger. he grew up with structure and rules injected into his bloodstream. even enjin and semiu describe him to be more skilled than anyone in the cleaners.

but inside, zanka is always collapsing, overflowing with doubts and overthinking about everything. no worries he trains until exhaustion. well also, mostly to try and impress someone.

Enjin, sure, Zanka looks up to him and loves the little praises and small acts that enjin does towards him. but mainly—a special someone, you. your little smile and small claps.

“you did well, zanka, but don’t push yourself too much. you can collapse!” you praise him so effortlessly, like you knew how he performs to the T. he mumbled a small “thank you.” while his grip on his assistaff bit tighter, trying to hard to not smile in front of you.

one night, you were wandering the hells of the HQ, couldn’t sleep (not like you tried). passing by the training grounds, you hear grunts and slight cussing. you peeked inside. of course, it’s zanka training again.

you quickly sit by the ground, just watching. such structure, and technique into his swings. his relationship with that staff is incredible. if his staff was a person, iconic duo, perhaps. wi ty the way he moves, you could compare him a ballerina.

growing up with him—kinda felt like a master n their student type of relationship. he always had a reputation of keeping it together and you kinda just follow him around—defending him with your life against our kids. he always seemed annoyed with you but never said anything so you didn’t stop.

especially didn’t stop when he ended up yelling his frustration out on you when you not were in the hole together. you always viewed each other as two peas in a pod. then he ranted on and on when riyo and enjin came along. you just sat there. didn’t say anything. your life wasn’t easy nor was it tough, exactly in the middle. zanka mostly had it harder since birth.

“ah! what are you doing here?! when did you get here?” zanka exclaimed, you glanced up, “oh hey zan…” you rubbed your eyes, did you fall asleep?

he rushed over to you, helping you stand up without swaying, “you should be asleep, were you watching me this whole time?” you nodded, “i couldn’t sleep so i went on a walk and i heard you in here.” you dust off your clothes. “i hope i didn’t interrupt anything.” you clapped your hands.

“you know you move like a ballerina!” you cheered in his ear, he flinched back at your sudden burst of energy, you were just tired? “how?” you cleared your throat, “well—you have the strength and control of one, like balance and your effortless blend in transitions with different attacks, flow movement! oh, and quick footwork.”

he blushed as red as rudo’s eyes, “uh..well..thank you..” he fidgets with his fingers. “technically—you taught me.” you raised your eyebrow at him, ignoring his color change. “i did? when? i don’t remember doing that at the academy?” he shakes his head, “well i would watch you do your ballerina dances after school…” you laughed. “oh my! so i play a part in your attacks! i always thought you were annoyed by me.”

“what? no—i mean well, you were annoying but i was never annoyed by you. just…the other kids.” he sat you back down and sat next to you, his staff laying down in front of both you. you looked at him, while he looked at the ground. “well..i understand you were upset at the time—i’m not invalidating that. but why do you yell at me back then?” he stiffened.

“right i never apologized for that.” he looked at you, wit you already making eye contact. no look of judgement or anything else he suspected. “i didnt—i didn’t mean to yell at you. i was just tired and frustrated. then when you came dow there with me. i was so confused, i didn’t want to just throw your entire life away just for me—seems incredibly stupid if you ask me. but you did, i’m sorry.”

you smiled, “thanks. for apologizing.” you kissed his cheek. “good night zan! see you at breakfast.” you got up and left him a blushing mess, giggling away.

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