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The other day my friend asked me why I don't write for Resident evil since i've had an unhealthy obsession with it for a LONG time. I realised then I've been gate keeping it in my mind and if you guys wanted some Biohazard stuff...
Should I write a fic?
Yes
Prefer other fandoms I already write for
Nah
Voting ended onNov 17, 2025
I think I'm still going to put a fic up for fun-sies just to test the waters.
Heloloooo, I saw that you would write for one piece and first of all I wanted to say you're literally my favorite writer and you're so amazing and a second I was wondering if you would write a fic of law after a battle he wants to make sure everyones injuries were tended to and you refuse and don't want him to examine you because of selfharm lacerations and he confronts you about it once he finds out why you refused... Ty and please don't rush your self with requests🤍🤍🤍
I am so flattered- speechless. I feel honored and I am so sorry this took so long because it shouldn't have and I procrastinated and i'm sorry-
Tw: self harm, blood, injury
You sat on a rock amongst the others, a little battered and bruised on the outside, and also exhausted on the inside. It wasn't such an unusual thing to be wounded from fighting but it was unusual to be...so tiered. It only took a glance down from you to see the growing red stain on your shirt coming from your side. This was the last thing you needed...
"You good there?"
You snapped out of your thoughts quickly glancing up to see Law.
Why...why him? You asked mentally trying to calm down your pumping heart from the adrenaline.
"Oh that- that's nothing."
"You're bleeding"
Without a second to make another excuse, he sat you down and looked at the gash on your side and pulled the side of your shirt up slowly as if giving a chance to stop him.
"It's deep....you should have come earlier." A clean cloth stayed closely pressed to the wound.
"It's...alright, I could bandage it myself." you muttered quietly under your breath, gaze on the ground refusing to meet his.
"It's going to need stitches, take your shirt off-"
"No-" Your head snapped to his quickly pulling away from his hand that now held a blood soaked cloth.
Once your shirt was gone, that would be it....you'd be exposed and everyone would know about... no- he can't know.
For well over a while now the scars healed on your arms leaving thin small white and pink lines behind. They littered all over your arm and they were an eye sore in the mirror. Weakness- they were signs of your failures and weakness, the scars from battles and yourself mixed together no different from each other.
"I'll be quick"
Your breath hitched slightly at the unfamiliar gentleness coming from Law's voice. Reluctantly you sat back down but still unable to look at him...you dreaded the shame, fear, rejection... after all, how could he ever understand?
"Law wait- I-" Your trembling hands gripped the sleeves of your shirt tighter.
"I...hurt myself." There was a silence drifting through the air as if Law knew this wasn't a 'clumsy' mistake that lead to an injury. or maybe that's just what you wanted to think.
You bit the inside of your cheek, you could feel the water of your eyes become heavy before they slipped down your cheeks. It felt like breaking down, like falling apart. The hot tears fell and soaked into the material of your shorts before a rough thumb brushed the soft wet skin under your eyes. You looked up, maybe finally...you could find comfort in-
"W-what's wrong with your face...?" You asked, tears pausing for a second looking at the weird look of furrowed brows and a weird almost smirk on Laws lips.
"Ha?" His face more close to confusion now. "I was smiling"
"you- were smiling?" The thought alone leaving you in shambles as you sniffled swiping your sleeve over wet eyelashes.
"Forget about it." He said with a huff as he pulled the side of your shirt up again but this time you let him take it off as he began to properly treat you.
You felt his pause as his eyes trailed down your bare arms littered in different types of scars.
"You don't have to hide it anymore. You know you can talk to any of the crew...to me." He kept tending to your wounds but you felt something like guilt radiating from him.
"It isn't your fault"
"Cut it out, it isn't yours either. They looked like they healed a while ago."
A shiver went down your spine as his finger traced over the texture of smoothed and lumped skin of your arm.
"I don't know why you do this to yourself...or how long you've done it for, but you should know you don't deserve that."
There was a weird pause before his hand sat on your shoulder eventually pulling you closer into his side.
"Is...that a hug?"
"Stop making this weird."
THANK YOU FOR READINGGG ♡
Authors note: I humbly apologise for not doing this sooner 🤧. I am so sorry and you can all expect more soon.
☆Also thank you to this lovely anon who's literally the cutest thing being all considerate 🥹 Hope you are doing so well ♡
Aside from your Fan Fic stuff do you do any other writing? If so do you ever plan to share any of it?
Thank you!
Okay, so
1 I do write my own things, they are different to my fics and I mostly do it for the fun of writing.
2 I don't think i'd post them (here at least) because this blog is mostly fics people like or ask for so I'd like to focus on that. (also my other writings can be boring)
3 I also have things I don't want to exactly share whether its because i'm not comfortable with other people reading it or that I just don't feel like putting that stuff out because it isn't good.
But if I ever want to maybe i'll do a different blog or join/make a community for writers.
The other day my friend asked me why I don't write for Resident evil since i've had an unhealthy obsession with it for a LONG time. I realised then I've been gate keeping it in my mind and if you guys wanted some Biohazard stuff...
Should I write a fic?
Yes
Prefer other fandoms I already write for
Nah
Voting ended onNov 17, 2025
I think I'm still going to put a fic up for fun-sies just to test the waters.
Nanami Kento x fem reader
Gojo Satoru x fem reader
Mentions of: Insecurity towards self, mainly thighs, stretch marks and hip dips.
Synopsis: You're insecure about your body. (Even though you are perfect the way you are 💕)
Nanami
One year anniversary was a mile stone, Nanami booked this fancy and very expensive restaurant he had reserved a while ago. The place was nothing short of luxury, there was even had a dress code which practically screamed 'out of budget'. Looking through the closet you found the perfect dress, the one always sitting off side for years 'just incase' of an important event. You sild the dress on, it fit like a glove, same amount of elegant as attractive bound to be suitable for a place like this. It was just when you stood in front of the mirror it became increasingly more obvious that your flaws were showing... You tugged at the dress trying to see if you could avoid the obvious hip dips but nothing worked.
The door to the apartment opens and Kento walks in putting his briefcase on the table.
"I'm back" He said making you snap back to reality as his footsteps started closing into your shared bedroom.
"Kento wait-" But the door was already open and his eyes snapped from your face to the bottom of your dress and trailing all the way back up your form again.
"You-" He's frozen and speechless as your cheeks turn pink the longer he doesn't say anything.
"I was just trying it on...I-"
The way your eyes widend when he actually came closer and got down on his knees.
"God I don't know how I forgot how beautiful you are-" His eyes just glued to the fabric complementing your skin effortlessly.
"K-Kento" you weakly protested as his rough hands sat on your hips sliding over your hip dips.
"My God just look at you..." His muttered words were vibrating through your skin and ringing in your ears. You swore you were going to combust when his nose touched your stomach feeling it through the material of your dress.
"I was thinking about changing..." You said quietly unsure of yourself.
"Why so?"
You ran your fingers through his hair as he hugged himself closer to you exhausted but totally entranced by you.
"We'll be late-" Your breath hitched as his arms wrapped around the back of your legs and effortlessly lifted you over his shoulder as he stood up. Your back gently lied down on the bed.
"I'm in no hurry."
Gojo
He had been gone for days on a mission, barely having enough time to sleep, so when he came back and tossed a bag onto the floor, you couldn't help but look in it to see swim suits.
"What are these for?"
"I thought we could go somewhere tomorrow."
You watched him take out the swim shorts leaving a sad swimsuit at the bottom of the bag, you dreaded trying it as you thought of your thighs all showing- you couldn't stand how they touched instead if having a nice thigh gap...
"I think it's your size, but you should try it just in case, babe."
Before you could look back he was collapsed on the bed fast asleep and exhausted, small snores escaping him.
"Satoru...if only you knew..." you muttered quietly heading to the bathroom and trying on the two piece.
It was a nice colour - you couldn't deny that. Nor could you deny the cut was flattering on all curves. For a moment, you felt excited, the warm feeling in your stomach of his fingers tracing the bare skin of your shoulders alone under the moonlight making your body shudder.
You did a small turn in front of the mirror before pausing as your eyes trailed to your touching thighs. They were smooth, plush and softly curved, but they left no gap. The warmth in your eyes died down as you saw some stretch marks ripple near your upper thigh, making you sigh as you changed back and left the two piece aside.
By the time the sun had risen, Satoru lazily pulled himself up before turning off his phone and falling back into bed. The alarm clock wasn't going to go off until later that afternoon.
When the alarm did go of he stretched and shook himself awake before looking for you.
"Babyyyy." He groaned as he pulled snacks from draws.
"Get ready, we're leaving in 15. I got a surprise."
"Okay Satoru, just- give me a second."
You worked trying to find any solution to avoiding thos horror, to hide your thighs from him, but you knew he was persistent. Thankfully, you wore the same two piece to not raise suspicion but kept a towel wrapped around your waist at all times.
He had driven you guys to the beach watching the sunset as he lay a towel down for both of you.
"You cold?" His rough fingers tracing the towel over your thighs.
"No...I'm alright...more comfortable like this." Avoiding his eyes didn't help as the sharp blues caught onto your slight hesitation to answer basic questions.
"Why do you torture me?" He sighs dramatically, lying on his back and head falling into your lap as he looked up at you.
"Satoru- what are you talking about?"
"Im talking about your little...cusions here. Come on baby if you're so scared that I'm going to leave you over some lovely pair of legs, maybe you should start cussing me out now." He tugged at the towel before you could protest he already pulled the towel away from you leaving thighs touched by the soft sunset glow.
"There are my lovely ladies." He muttered as he traced your bare thigh making you shiver.
You held your breath, not even able to bring yourself to look at them. You jolted slightly, feeling a stinging but ticklish sensation snapping out of it and seeing Satoru rest his head on your lap and leave a few marks on the way.
"It should be a crime to keep these from me. Touching, just how I like them."
The feeling of his lips on your thighs made you shiver before huffing slightly
"You're a total perv."
"Only for you babe."
THANK YOU FOR READING ♡
Authors note: this is purely for entertainment purposes, thick thighs save lives. And hip dips are natural, you are perfect just the way you are 😘.
After a company dinner where you attended as Nanami's plus one, you let him guide you to the car with his arm linked with yours. It was undeniable that Kento had fallen for you- hard. It wasn't just the fact that every inch of you was like a carved marble Godess, but also the fact that he found someone who made time for him and genuinely cared. Like the gentle man he was, he opened the passanger door for you before helping you inside still holding your hand. You couldn't help but feel equally as luck, treated like a total princess and still he spoiled you.
"You were lovely as always." He said as he got into the drivers side and his hand went to rest on your thigh.
His hand on your thigh was a good enough distraction to ignore the pain pulsing from the back of your heel, skin rubbed raw from the unexpected long hours you spent walking in them. They were a nightmare but bit the inside of your cheek the whole night and kept up with Kentos' professionalism.
"You always say that" Small smile resting on your lips as he started the drive home, thumb caressing your thigh.
He pulled up to the driveway before cutting the engine. He got out and for a moment you sat confused as he went and unlocked the front door first instead of helping you out of the car like he always did...To be honest it made an uncomfortable feeling pool in your stomach as you pushed open the door for yourself.
"No- don't you dare-" His voice cut through the silent night as he made his way toward you before you even had a chance to step on the ground.
"But I don't understand-" He didn't expalin as he scooped you up bridal style and shut the car door behind him.
"Would you really let me treat you like that? Leave you in the car and ignore you?"
"I just thought-"
"Listen, if I ever treat you like that you need to beat me."
"kento-" He pushed the door open and shut it behind him before sitting you on the edge of the shared bed.
"I knew it..." He knelt in front of you and delicetly held your ankle gently taking off your heel and rubbing your aching feet with his calloused hands.
"Next time you tell me, we didn't have to stay so long." He continued up your ankle and moved on to the other heel soothing your aching feet.
"I thought no one would notice..."
"No one did, but me. You could never fool me."
Gojo
Dinner was amazing, the view of the sea shore and the food- There really wasn't anything money couldn't buy when it came to Gojo. You stayed linked to his arm as he lead you out of the place. He went all out for your first year anniversary booking an expensive hotel with seashore views, amazing food and a roof top view.
At first your heels didn't bother you that much, just the occasional strain of standing to long until it wasn't. By the time he got to the roof top with you insisting to take the damn stairs, your mind was pulsing trying to ignore the extreme pain coming from your feet.
"What's wrong baby? Don't like the view?"
"No- no it isn't that, it's nothing."
"Nothing? Come on, I can tell by the way you're breathing that something is bothering you."
He took his glasses off as his blue eyes met yours and trailed down slowly to the sight of your feet shifting weight every now and then before he noded slightly to himself almost like he told himself something.
"Satoru?" He didn't even blink before he had you lifted in the air, feet of the ground as he carried you with on arm, your hands automatically wrapping around his neck for security.
"Why don't you just tell me these things? I'm not going to be mad if some stupid shoes are making you suffer" He set you down on the bench illuminated by moonlight as he got down in front of you taking one of your heels off and putting your ankle on his shoulder as he undid the strap of the next heel.
Your cheeks were pink as your ankle rested on his shoulder all whist he was muttering under his breath something about how annoying the shoes straps were. he didn't let you walk for the rest of the night insisting on carrying you everywhere, even in your room.
The next morning shoe boxes were stacked by the door and he had you sit on the edge of the bed as he swapped out shoes inspecting how the heels affected you.
"Satoru, don't you think this is a bit much?"
"As if I'm going to let you limp around because of some stupid shoes when it should be me."
THANK YOU FOR READING
Authors note: It's been a while since i've done a short fic like this, reblogs welcomed and requests open.
Part one can be found on my master list or right here.
The chain weighed heavily on your ankle, the rough metal reminding you of your own failure, failure to protect your students...failure to see this coming.
"That bastard-" Your hands gripped the sheets tighter before managing to sit up without a head splitting pain.
After coming out of the blue from years of no contact he kidnaps you and just expects you to sit there? No, this was your chance, the closest any one has been in years to putting this to an end...to stopping him. The issue is the only way to stop him was playing along.
The same night it was exactly what you expected, disgusting dark cursed energy practically spilling from under the door before he even came in.
"How was work" You muttered not even looking at him.
"And here I thought you hated me."
The way you could feel his smirk with out even looking at him...
"Never said I didn't"
"Oh my heart-" He clutches his chest and falls onto your bed at your feet just looking at your face seemingly focused on the wall.
"You aren't mad because the walls aren't a pretty pink, are you?"
Without even looking you kicked his stomach making him roll onto his back to 'play dead'.
"What is your problem, hm? I didn't think you'd turn out to be so violent" He huffed brushing a strand of hair out of his face.
You went to kick him again but his rough calloused palm grabbed your calf.
"Acting out was never like you" He muttered, breath to close to the skin of your calf. When you tried to pull back he grabbed tighter.
"Let go you creep-" In an instant you sat up and used the chain around your ankle to wrap around his neck and pull.
"The hell are you doing joking around here while you kill innocent people! You act like this is fine and that you aren't plotting some genocide and using people to get there!" Your grip didn't let up as his expression was blank and almost annoyed.
"You're so brainwashed it makes me sick." He said with a strained breath from the tight chain. His hand went to the back of your head and pulled your hair weakening your grip on the chains.
"When are you going to wake up and realize we're slaves, that we're forced to live for one purpose, you really want to accept that? You really want to live like that?" His jaw clenched tight and his grip not letting up on your hair.
"You're weak, powerless- pathetic-" He keeps pulling back until your back is arched as he sits up and stares into your eyes.
The room was silent as he watched your features furrow in pain but resist making a sound of defeat.
"I hate how you don't break..."
"I hate you" You spat through gritted teeth before your hands let go of the chain freeing his neck. His grip loosed slightly and when you regained more autonomy you grabbed the back of his hair taking him by surprise. His head pulled back showing his adams apple move as if he had gasped in surprise.
"Don't drag me down because you went off the rails. Say what you want but I'm not sick, i'm not weak and i'm not pathetic."
"You think you know everything..." He started but you cut him off.
"I'm never joining you, I'm not going to let you win. If it bothers you so much, then go cry about it."
he shifts and you let your grip in his hair go as he gets up.
"I really do hate...how hard it is to break you." He said barely above a whisper as if coming to a realization.
"You'll get yourself killed like this Geto...you know that."
"We all die eventually, if it's to free us, then so be it." He murmurs darkly.
"But by midnight to night, you can say goodbye to the burning ruins of jujutsu high and the people in it."
The door closes behind him and you're back at square one...you can't let him win.
The cuff around your ankle loosened after pulling at it for the thousandth time and using small amounts of cursed energy so he couldn't sense what you were planning. The sun was sinking further into the ground and the cuff thudded on the ground as soon as it let out setting you free.
Geto was already finalizing the plan to get to Yuta and Rika. You heard the muffled conversation as you pressed your ear to the floor boards hearing a muffled conversation underneath. Quietly you nudged the window open and got your leg out before stepping onto a ledge and getting out fully making sure not to make a sound. Sure enough you grabbed a tree branch before letting go and falling into the bushes taking cover. You were confident he was still busy talking to notice you get away now, so quickly you made it further away before one look back shattered it all.
He stood at the slit in the window you escaped from and saw him just...watching. No panic, no anger, just observing as you took slow steps back and tried to shove this feeling down- the pain of missing him...the fear of losing him again. You managed to turn around and reach the front gate trying to push it open but the lock didn't budge.
"you got to be kidding me-" The words escaped your mouth in a small breath as you couldn't get the gates open.
You spotted a curse standing off near the same gate but not acting hostile at all. Using your cursed energy was to risky incase the others felt it. The curse suddenly straightened its posture before beckoning you over with a hand gesture. Reluctantly you stepped close before finally only being one step apart. It silently knelt down and had it's hands intertwined with its own. You put a foot on it before it pushed you up and you could jump over the fence effortlessly without a sound.
A glance back at the window you escaped from was empty but you knew...he was letting you get away.
"Suguru..." Quiet whisper as rain started to fall and you watched the curse melt away leaving you no reason to stay longer.
Wandering streets you came to a pay phone where you spotted a few yen under vending machines before depositing them and punching in numbers.
"Satoru..."
"Y/n? Where are you? Are you safe?" Serious but concerned words came from the other end of the call.
"We...can-" The rain drenched your hair and came down harder
"Can we really stop him?" The feeling swirling in your gut, mix of duty and protection but the heartbreak of knowing the only way he'd stop was death.
The line was silent before a quiet response.
"I'll be there soon, don't get to wet."
THANK YOU FOR READING ♡
Authors note: This is the part 2 I think took way to long but hope it satisfies. Also maybe a part 3 to really just end this story tbh. AND requests open~
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I just read he cheats but he loves you. Honestly I would rather choose to kill myself when he's away to get back at him, seriously that was my first thought when I finished reading it. I want him to regret
Honestly, I get it. I want to be petty to, like honestly I tired to write him as a prick in the story (looks like i did) but I really didn't know how I wanted it to end so its not really satisfying.
I did read a lot of readers wanting him to suffer and grovel. That's why I'm making a rewrite and calling it a spite version which you can expect very soon 🥰.
He would be a great instructor/coach for any sport but you can't tell me skiing wouldn't be the cutest.
It's your first time skiing, you never would have tried if your friends didn't rope you in to it.
After getting fitted for the boots you and your friends waited for the instructor to show up.
All the nerves and anxiety ease slightly as your ski instructor for the day arrives, introducing himself as Yuji, and oh boy is he cute.
I mean how can you not feel a little more at ease with his reassuring smile?
"Let's just try some basic skills-" He starts by showing you and the group how to stop how to slow down, all that jazz.
Sure when you start you and your friends are...horrible at keeping balance at first, but after the first few slips you get the hang of it.
"Well it looks like you guys are ready to move on-!" He says with his sweet smile. It was encouraging but you started to think maybe he believed in you a little to much...
The top of the hill is way more intimidating now - Maybe this was a mistake after all...
He explained at what points you'd have to stop or whatever but the hight of the hill was getting to you...
One by one your friends went down effortlessly and there you were left biting the inside of your cheek.
Yuji sensed the uneasiness from you and held out his hand with a smile.
"There's nothing to be scared of, I promise, I wont let you ram into the barrier or anything"
"Y-yeah...won't ram into the barrier..." You muttered nervously before reluctantly taking his hand.
Sliding slowly went fine until the hill steepened and you went faster gripping onto Yuji's hand like a vice.
"Just relax and remember what I showed you, get ready to stop...now!"
Of course you go to stop but the back of your skii somehow unclips and you're holding onto Yuji's hand panicking.
"I can't stop- The skii will come off!"
"What?!"
You shut your eyes tightly waiting to hit the barrier but you don't...instead you felt your body hit something much softer, the gasp when you realised Yuji had got in-between you and the barrier taking full impact.
"Told you that you wouldn't hit the barrier..." He groaned sitting up in the snow in front of you.
"Oh my goodness- oh no- I'm so sorry- are you okay? Do you need anything?" You could have sworn you felt one of his ribs crack.
"i'm fine...but...I think you owe me"
Your friends were worried but also watching with sly grins as you fussed over him.
"I think...I need your number...Just incase you did end up uh- breaking something." He said with a small smile, snow still brushed on his nose and cheeks.
Authors note: I know very little about skiing so don't attack me please...reblog and whatever, hope this all finds you well and thanks for reading ♡
And thank you to this wonderful human being @saradika-graphics making the most adorable dividers
Omg yes I love you smmm plz plz write headcannons for sanji as your husband 💖💖 you're so good at writing 💋
Husband Sanji HC!
Oh you silly, tehehe I love you tooo.
350 words-ish (a little over)
Can we just say how before he was your husband he was pretty much already acting like your husband. Definitely calling you wifey regardless of whether you were interested in him or not.
"Do you need something?" You asked as he watched you closely as you helped restock the kitchen
"That's what I should be asking you wifey~"
"You're so annoying."
Definitely the type to want to surprise you, the look and thankfulness you give when he does anything nice gives him a nose bleed.
When he planned to propose he had to figure out your ring size and got very...creative.
"mmm...Sanji? What on earth are you doing...is that an onion ring?" You rubbed your eyes from the slumber he had awoken you from.
"No-" quickly taking the onion off your finger.
"Why is there a plate of onion rings on my night stand?"
"Midnight snack...?"
Wedding day - oh yeah he is sobbing before you've even walked in but immediately pulls it together when he see's you in that wedding dress. He cant keep his hands to himself, needing to touch you in some way.
Now After being married- oh, he has no restraints anymore.
Of course we already know he's going to cook for you, but you could never imagine how far his heart flew out of his chest when you started to help him around the kitchen too.
His jaw was on the ground when you tied the apron around your waist, eyes glued to every inch of you, hands sneaking up your sides when he had to "get past".
"Ouch" you hiss looking at the little red cut on your finger.
Not even a second before he has you by your hips and lifting you up onto the counter and pulling out bandages or what every else he got his hands on as he called for Chopper.
Will NOT let you lift a finger, if anything he'd be carrying you to bed as you whined about how he was over reacting.
This man is so dramatic but he has his priorities straight.
Bonus:
If you ever got pregnant (he is such a girl dad), you know more then anything he will make whatever you crave, even if it makes no sense.
"What is my Queen and little princess craving?"
"I want...a sweet drink, but with pickle juice...and then stomach rubs...and kisses."
"Anything for my lady~"
Thank you for reading ♡
Authors note: It's crazy I've been out for so long but I've recently got back to my drafts and requests, I hope this satisfies but i'm planning to get better since its my first One piece fic (i'm pretty sure).
Reblogs are all welcomed and all and I hope this all finds you well. Also requests are open before I get writers block or to busy.
In honour of posting on Tumblr (not very consistently)for a year now, my requests are open- Annons who have already requested dw I'm still writting but you can ask me how its going. And to all of you following and reading my stuff, thank you thank you thank you and lot's and lot's of love ♡♡♡♡♡♡
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I just read he cheats but he loves you. Honestly I would rather choose to kill myself when he's away to get back at him, seriously that was my first thought when I finished reading it. I want him to regret
Honestly, I get it. I want to be petty to, like honestly I tired to write him as a prick in the story (looks like i did) but I really didn't know how I wanted it to end so its not really satisfying.
I did read a lot of readers wanting him to suffer and grovel. That's why I'm making a rewrite and calling it a spite version which you can expect very soon 🥰.