when their favorite characters are going through it ppl on here will post about wanting to wrap them in a blanket/feed them soup/etc. but people were doing that for yoite in canon and it didn't make things better...
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when their favorite characters are going through it ppl on here will post about wanting to wrap them in a blanket/feed them soup/etc. but people were doing that for yoite in canon and it didn't make things better...
Transparent Yoite and Miharu for your blog (^▽^)
Hopefully my middle school self would be happy with this 💕
Come one, come all, to my latest Yuca hurt/comfort vid.
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for now matter how much i really do want to stay you know i can’t, no it’s too late
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Fulfilling his duties as Yukimi Papa
Could you do an asexual hero x overly charming villain with the same powers as a siren? I just think it’s be funny to see the villain get more and more frustrated at the hero’s imperviousness. Thank you so much 😊
The villain smiled and - well. She was stunning. The hero felt like they could stare at the villain for hours, or possibly they wanted to be her. Every conversation they’d ever had left the hero electrified, but this was the first time the two of them had met face to face.
“Come down to me,” the villain said. Her eyes were radiant, piercing straight through the hero’s skin. She held out a hand. Her voice - oh that voice - it curled silken around the hero’s limbs. It made something in them shiver. It didn’t particularly make them want to move closer.
The hero raised their brows. “What, so you can kill me? How dumb do you think I am? I think I’m better up here out of your reach, thanks.”
The villain blinked. The power in her voice grew. “It would feel good. A release...”
“Lol.”
The villain scowled at that. Then, at peak frustration, realisation crossed her face. Her head tilted. The power returned full force.
“Don’t you want to be normal?”
The hero froze. “Nah.” They kept their voice as light as possible. “I’ll pass.” They weren’t sure if the want, the shame, or the fury burned through them with greater strength. Because that...
“Even if it means you are alone? I know you are lonely. I can see it in your head. You have friends, of course, sometimes you even forget you are lonely, but...that person who has your heart would love you, wouldn’t they? If you were different. What was it that they said to you...?”
“Shut up. I don’t need to be different. Everyone feels like that about something, everyone thinks someone else has it easier. It’s not true.”
“So defensive.” It came out a purr. “Do you convince yourself, darling, if you say it loud enough?”
“Shut. Up.” The hero realised they’d moved closer, hand curled in a fist. They forced themselves to stop on the edge of the precipice, however much they wanted to come closer still and punch. The villain had the advantage in close combat, and that was a long way to fall besides. It would idiotic of them. They still wanted to, just to smack that gloating smile aside. The hero’s throat locked tight.
Desire was not the only way to draw someone close, nor kill them.
The hero drew in a steadying breath. They were content with their life in a lot of ways, they had people they loved and people who loved them. They knew it didn’t matter. They knew other people didn’t necessarily have it any better or any easier they just -
“We are rare specimens, you and I,” the villain said. “We look around and there is no like us. I could make anyone fall for me and so they cannot truly love me.” Hunger wove through her words like a calling card. “And you...you want so badly be to be enough. To be loved. To be capable of love.”
“I am loved. I am more than capable of love, as if that’s what bloody matters anyway. I’d be perfectly fine even if I didn’t want love. It’s not the only thing in the world. And, by the way, fuck you, I am most certainly enough. Get out of my head.”
It had been funny, at first, watching the villain’s frustration grow as her usual tricks didn’t work. Now...it didn’t feel so funny now. Sirens, in the old tales, were not merely creatures of beauty. They had knowledge too. The kind of knowledge that few lived long enough to hear, the kind of song that could devastate and shape worlds. It wasn’t just a pretty face.
And want - attraction - was so many things, tangled, for that voice to catch its hooks on. The hero should have been prepared for this, even if the siren hadn’t been.
The siren’s smile dropped. They both glared at each other, hearts pounding.
"Well, then,” the siren said. “I suppose I’ll just have to come to you then. Rip your heart out the old fashioned away.”
On that note...the hero bolted.
A/N: So I don’t normally A/N my writing, I prefer people make their own conclusions and draw their own thoughts on my work. I’d put this in the tags if tags were not being weird. So. Under the cut. #Sorry not sorry.
I love your comments on sirens and asexuality, as well as the story itself! 8t reminds me of this song:
Which reminds me of a siren's song.
I reread Nabari no Ou somewhere in June and couldn’t resist drawing them
Nabari thoughts
Do you ever think about how Yoite was guilted and abused in part over his mother dying in child birth as if it was his fault
And only around a year later his dad was already having a kid with another woman
I do and I hate it on multiple levels
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RAIN X YUCA X MACHIKA ~ Don’t You (Forget About Me) (COVER)
HAPPY HOLIDAYS SOPH @ashesrising ! I was your secret santa! Surprise!
I hope that it’s okay that it’s a cover, I forgot that the original was more popular with Chasing Cars and I really liked this version cos of how upbeat it is, so I hope you enjoy it still!
IT’S A REINCARNATION AU. Other than Sharem being badass (which I was sorely tempted by), you asked for ot3 domestic fluff and hurt/comfort with BIG emphasis on the comfort, I believe? I hope that I delivered! Please enjoy :D
LOVELY TALTENTED ARTISTS CREDIT:
First is by @clauvillo here, the second is by someone I have recorded as "sockbox” but now I can’t find a sockbox on here and i don’t want to not credit anyone, so can anyone help me out? If not then i’ll reupload with a fanart from an artist I can credit! And the third is @lazytsunday here :)
Me, carrying my office plants home one by one, cradled in my arms, on successive days this week: PLANTSPORTATION
how could we ever forget you?
Oh nooo this is too good my heart cant take it
I reread Immortal Rain/Meteor Methuselah and I’m like,,, how did I ever only ship Rain and Machika??? They’ve got two hands!! Four arms!! Better to hold Yuca and love him with!! Obv they’re all stupid and married together, living in the clock tower, you can’t change my mind
tbh if u wanna know what nezumi is like imagine a sexy version of the grinch :/