I kinda wanan work on my writing skills but i kinda don't know what to write iiiiii dont know what im doing at all really
stuff i would probably write: RAREPAIRS&CROSSSHIPS, popular ships, things requested by friends, maybe nsfw things?? idk I'm worse at that..,,, male reader/nb reader, fem reader 2...,,,, :3
fandoms I am currently in: GENSHIN IMPACT !!!!, hsr (rarely? I don't rlly play anymr,,), twisted wonderland, just anything popular on tiktok
Lyney x Ayaka (rarepair!) AUs felt kinda moved after a fav rarepair tiktoker of minez made a vid bout em!!
Chat i fw lynyaka am i cooked ( I LOVE RAREPAIRSSAA)
+ I'm not a straight impacter i swear on my MOMMA. Some of them r js too cute to pass up.
> lynyaka au + jester & princess (forbidden love :3)
>> ugh idk much abt jesters m just a sucker for them bru
>> lyney who's always looking to make her laugh, even just for the slightest. Her smallest smile makes him swoon in an instant-- but she didn't have to know that..!!
>> his efforts to get her to smile touches her heart. Probably her only true friend in the kingdom, the maids treat her as a royal, and so do the servants. He's the only one who treats her dearly, maybe even looking for something more than friends.
> lynyaka au + hs au w/ silly (still magician) lyney & shy (class secretary) ayaka :3
>> THIS but they're from different sections and happen to meet
>> Ayato seems a bit protective though is happy she made friends w someone even outside of class!!
>> 'fatui' is a gang that Lyney happens to be a part of :( though he doesn't mean any harm !! He swears on his FATHER!!!
>> lynette and ayaka also happen to be friends :3 (she knows ayaka may or may not be pining for lyney, and helps her get to know his interests! (She does the same for lyney also :3 informinh him of ayaka's likes and dislikes)
> lynyaka au + street magician x bystander (strangers to lovers ??!)
>> lyney who spots ayaka out of the corner of his eye, qmong the crowd of adults and children that watched him perform outstanding illusions and tricks!!
>> ayaka who was entranced by the smoothness of his magic tricks rhat she just had to stand by and watch! Her eyes emulate the absolute adoration she had for his talent and skill... :oo
>> ayaka who stood by until his last trick, just to tell him how amazed she was before dropping a tip in his hat, just like any others had watchrd him perform.
>> lyney who was absolutely awestruck by her. What? Her? Amazed by his tricks? He could barely stammer a 'thank you' as he heard her coins clink together in his hat.
>> neither of them couldn't stop thinking about each other before finally drifting to sleep. Stuck on each others minds, they qonder if they'll ever meet again.
+ random hcs && nsfw hcs !! Idk, if u dont like sexual themes do not read !!! Funny lil mentions of how he can't feel past his robotic body
Typa guy to take it nice n slow but when you beg for it, he'll go quick n rough :33
The typa guy who likes it when you touch/play with his face. His tongue action is also HELLA good. The way he eats bullets he could also put em in yo hole if u freaky like dat
Typa guy who likes it when you pull on his hair too !!
Though he didn't have male genitals, he made up with it with his special mechanical fingers, that's for sure.
They're able to expand, though it's somewhat of a gun.. he'll do a whole lot just to please you as if he were still in his real body, as opposed to his current cyborg one.
He definitely prefers anything relating to his face -- it's the only place which he can really feel. Whether it be face-fucking, or loving kisses and suggestive touches, he's all up for it.
He craves to give you kids (if you were alright with them and expressed it!) but he's unable to biologically give you any.. :(
Humping & grinding on his robotic thighs probably feels good..
Gun play w/ Boothill mmmgh
Hc he can attach those suction cup 'toys' on his pelvic area !! (Tho jt still feels sad to think that he won't understand/feel the sensations you do, he won't be able to feel the pleasure with you if you don't do it on his face :( even if yku did it on his face, it's still not enough to really pleasure him too :(((
disclaimer : this headcanon of kaveh is purely for entertainment purposes only (possible inspiration as well and idea for your own headcanon as well. made this purely for my scenario. this has been stuck in my mind ever since kaveh's release, there are some head canon i don't remember. so, i will exclude it but if i remember or recall it, i will add edit this post ^^
tw ! mention of vaginoplasty, alcoholism, mention of substance usage
we all know that kaveh is princess coded, i think its only natural for me to think that kaveh's gender identity would be demi-girl because i feel like kaveh is too scared to undergo surgeries but she did undergo vaginoplasty wherein she paid a lot. since she was five years old, her mother would always read her bed time stories about happy ever after, a love so dreamy.
there's no doubt that kaveh also goes in and out of relationship, finding the love she long for, something similar to her parents before the fallout. i personally think that kaveh was exposed to alcoholism and usage of substance at the early age when her father died. i would picture kaveh drawing buildings on her room, while her mother would scream and yell out her father's name with longing.
it was natural that kaveh would be clueless of her mother's behavior, she would naively tried to comfort her but she was shoo'ed away since, according to her mother, look like her late father. the only thing she inherit from her mother was her beautiful ruby eyes. in short, kaveh was a splitting image of her father with her mother's passion for architecture.
anygays, since kaveh is princess coded, i say that he dreams of being in a perfect relationship with at least 2-5 men in her lifetime. she did try to date girls but it was more like a girls night out than a date. thus, kaveh was friends with many girls due to her fashion sense and style. despite various break up, kaveh would still try until she would find the love of her own; a love like her parents, sweet and full of love.
well, you can guess that kaveh has... peculiar taste in men.
her friends would most likely to talk her out of this. but, kaveh was too love stricken fool to even considered such possibilities. at some point, she pick up her mother's habit of drinking when she's feeling under the blue.
she would also bubble how she would never fall in love again but still ended up loving.
My symbol of hope, | SCARAGITO (scaramouche x nagito)
my sillies (contains crossover fandoms, cross fandom ships/crossover ships, i give up on capitalization at one part, ooc, long and doesn't make sense, and kind of has a bunch of fluff and uhmmm basically thats all the warnings if you dont like scaragito (why WOULDN'T you) uhh idk what you'll do but ??
Scaramouche sat by himself, refusing to make any contact with anyone, other than talking to Aether and Lumine, and class trial purposes.
Although snarky, sometimes he's helpful in his own way. Sometimes. Everything that comes from his mouth is either an insult, or a push to the right direction.
So far, no one in the class had caught his gaze, save for one. Nagito's.. strange double sided luck. It's not everyday you see a human who can withstand such luck that both harms him, and keeps him alive.
Nagito.. he's a special case. It's both entertaining, and concerning how intense his luck can be. both his immense luck, and strange behavior that makes him incredibly worrying to be around.
"..Ah! hat guy, it's a pleasant coincidence that we meet here!" Nagito greeted, sitting down next to the indigo haired boy. "..Yeah, whatever," Scaramouche's demeanor does not seem very welcoming, but.. Nagito doesn't care, really.
"there's something I'd like to talk about, hat guy." Nagito smiled. Scaramouche felt.. a bit eased after seeing his smile. it was strangely.. comforting?
Scaramouche's usual scowl softens into a neutral expression. No smiling, but nor was he frowning.
"what is it? make it quick." Scaramouche crosses his arms, as Nagito leans onto the table, resting his cheek in his hands, "it's just that.. I've noticed, you always walk around like you're not afraid of this killing game we're in,"
"Like you're confident you'll survive. Is that because you know something that the rest of us don't?" Nagito narrows his eyes, as he stared deeply into Scaramouche's indigo eyes.
Scaramouche felt.. a bit weirded out by his staring, but decides to brush it off as he answered. "heh, if you think any of your mortal friends can lay a finger on a single strand of my hair - you're wrong." Scaramouche smirked, although the question did make him raise an eyebrow.
"I know more about myself than most of you all do," Scaramouche crossed his legs, "it'd be a shocker both to myself, and the twins if I manage to die here."
"oh.. so the twins are in on your secret as well?" Nagito questions, his usual smile remains, awaiting for Scaramouche's answer. "I guess you could say so. what about it?"
"I suppose it isn't a surprise, since you and the twins are from the same world.." Nagito looks to the side, as he places his hands on his lap to think a bit more clearly,
"but there's something strange I've noticed about you too, hat guy." Nagito smiled once again, as Scaramouche's frown comes back - rolling his eyes.
"it's Scaramouche. not hat guy." scaramouche corrects him, nagito raises his hands up defensively, "ahaha, sorry. 'hat guy' is what Aether introduced you to me as," nagito laughed off, with a smile.
..seriously? 'hat guy' was the best Aether could come up with? that's stupid. who does he think he is?
"okay, but back to what I was supposed to say.." nagito rests his arm on the table, setting his gaze back onto Scaramouche. "you're so.. special. your eyes, and those strange marks on your body.. "
..well that was a surprise, to say the least. not for the eyes, but for the marks on his body?
"..uh, okay. thanks for the first one, but what about the 2nd one? hah, who told you about that?" Scaramouche leaned forward, questioning Nagito's knowledge about him.
"hehe, relax. it's just something I noticed on my own." ..okay, was Nagito some sort of.. stalker? "pff, okay." Scaramouche leans away from him,
"am I given permission to ask about them, Scaramouche?" Nagito smiled innocently. Scaramouche gave it some thought, and after a bit of thinking.. why not? they're alone in the dining area, and Scaramouche would never meet Nagito ever again after this whole game.. no one would believe him if he dared to tell the secret.
"..hm, okay," Scaramouche uncrossed his legs, "so long as you promise to keep your useless mouth shut.. I'm willing to tell you about it."
"that's amazing! I can reassure you, this worthless human will keep his mouth shut, no doubt!" Nagito replies, excitement laced his tone, even his expression says it all. he was.. happy? what a strange one..
"These marks are permanent on my body. it's a part of me," Scaramouche places a hand near his abdomen, where one of the marks was most noticeable on. "and that's all I'll say."
"my, my.. you're such a special one! so many strange features.. it's almost as if you aren't a regular human!" Nagito exclaims, "your eyes.. how encaptivating," Nagito leaned forward, getting close,
"you're eyes fade from darkness to a bright light.. much like how hope shines light on despair's darkness!" Scaramouche.. was shocked by the analogy, to say the least. Him? Hope? who even thinks of that the moment someone sees him?
"..you must be crazy. have you seen the way I've treated everyone on your side?" Scaramouche raises an eyebrow,
"Even so, you still push us in the right direction, don't you? Even if you treat us harshly.. you still guide us to righteousness.." ..maybe Scaramouche hadn't thought of that, but wouldn't Aether be more fitting as a 'symbol of hope'?
"and the fact that you're not a regular human.. has the heaven above sent such an angel to assist us in a desperate time of need?" Nagito took Scaramouche's hands in his, "Aether may be a bright star, but I believe in you, Scaramouche.."
"you're my symbol of hope.. in my heart."
Those words.. struck through Scaramouche's heart. it was.. almost impossible to believe, that someone like Nagito would see him as a brighter source of hope than Aether was.
"..hah, you really are crazy," Scaramouche smiled, "I never thought someone like you would ever see me under such a light."
"As long as if it's the light of hope.. I see it within you. The way you've never given up through your hardship.. is truly admirable.." Nagito's eyes mimicked that of the brightness of hope, and the dimness of deep despair to swirl into circles into each other,
".. did Aether tell you about it as well?" Scaramouche had a scowl on his face, before Nagito shook his head. "Ahaha! No, it's a lucky guess."
"..I guess you were titled as the ultimate lucky student for a reason.." He mumbles, "what are you gonna do now? Now that you've dubbed me as your.. 'symbol of hope', or whatever?"
"of course, as a follower under the path of hope.. I shall stick by your side till my end!" Nagito smiled brightly. Scaramouche stares at him with a blank expression.
"..no you won't," He says, looking down from Nagito's eyes, ".. it's either you die here, or we'll never see each other ever again." His finger loosens against Nagito's, but he doesn't dare let Scaramouche's hands fall.
"Hmm.. maybe you're right. But it doesn't mean I can't imagine myself being with you.. and being with you through spirit.." Nagito trails off, before shaking his head.
"oh, what am i saying! A god like you wouldn't want an insignificant human such as I am following them around like a duckling.." Nagito goes back to his pessimistic thoughts, before Scaramouche squeezes his hands,
Scaramouche speaks in a loud voice, "As an ambassador of hope and my devoted follower, you must see your worth and uses. Don't tell me you'll keep on calling yourself useless while following under my steps?" ..fuck. he wasn't good at this at all. Were his words.. good enough? How was he supposed to comfort?
"..ahaha! of course! Look at you.. trying to shine your hope onto me as well.." Nagito smiled, the touching feeling that a deity was trying it's best to lift his spirits.. how cute!
"..gh, I'm not good in this sort of thing. I'll kill you if you laugh again." Scaramouche threatens, Nagito couldn't help but smile. "I don't mind getting killed by you.."
Illustrations of warm memories (sano manjiro x artist! reader)
kinda short tbh
+ angst ?? idk if it'd make sense but YEAH !!! reader isn't referred to by any pronouns other than "you" or smth (from 2nd pov because ??? i mean???) i REALLY don't know how to tag and ??? just read it already MIGHT MAKR A PART 2 W FLUFF??
Manjiro had never been one to cherish artwork, let alone understanding the meanings behind them.
but your paintings felt.. special. He could feel them, the emotion behind your brushstrokes. whether it be sadness, and coldness of memories, or the warmth and happiness of cherished ones, somehow, he always felt it. despite the likeliness of him being bored inside an art museum, he'd rather go to one filled with your creations. your ethereal pieces, crafted by your own hand.. and paintbrush, of course.
"..whoa, [name].. that looks amazing," Mikey had just finished acting as your muse for a new painting of yours, it went.. disastrously, due to Mikey being unable to sit still for a long period of time -- but your painting went smoothly, as he tries his best to cooperate.
"seriously, what did they feed you as a kid? canvases and watercolors?" Mikey teased, smiling as he admires the painting by your side. "maybe I'll get used to sitting still more if you treat me after each time I do this~"
..and you did, you two always went out to treat yourself (and Manjiro included) to little rewards for each other. many sweet, and unforgettable memories were made as time passed by,
..Of course, not everything stays as you'd like it to.
Ever since Toman fell apart, it never felt the same. Everyone parted their ways, and left. And so did Manjiro. you weren't ready to leave yet, this was all too sudden. now there was no one to turn to.
they were the closest friend's you've made, even going so far as to always paint the memories you experienced with the gang. the purpose of those paintings were to never forget the warmth you've experienced with them, but now all it does is stab you like a thorn in your heart.
your will to pick up a brush faded, your motivation to paint wasn't even there anymore.
each time you pick up your brush, a single stroke was enough to eat away your motivation. you couldn't bring yourself to paint, nor to draw. you already gave up your brush, as well as your never-to-be-finished canvas.Â
You hid your paintings away, trying to forget those memories. the sight of them made you feel.. sorrow, and you hated the feeling of it.Â
..And there will always be one left longing for the other,
Manjiro found himself looking through crowds of people, hoping one day, something would bring him back to you. even if it was only you, it'd be enough to give him at least a bit of happiness, but it would never be enough.
he still gets flashes of your moments together, but it's already been a long while since he'd last seen your face, he could barely remember. but he still remembers your smile as bright as day, and your paintings as vivid as a memory from yesterday.
Manjiro missed watching you paint, how your hand works magic alongside a paintbrush, creating masterpiece after masterpiece. How your eyes stay focus on him, and the painting, as you carefully planned each stroke you made.
There will never be a way to relive the memories, even if you so wished for.
