I currently write for Gachiakuta, GANGSTA., One Piece, and Golden Kamuy and requests are open! I do have things already planned but feel free to hmu! Not a minor safe place, I can't police everyone but if i see a minor is following/liking my nsfw fics, i will block. I tag all fics accordingly and apply read mores as needed
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♡ Anime: Faves are Gachiakuta, Golden Kamuy, Gangsta!, Campfire Cooking in Another World, Princess Jellyfish, Haikyuu, Yuri on Ice, Kemono Michi: Rise Up, Dorohedoro
♡ Animals, especially birds and jellyfish
♡ music; send me recs! I listen to everything except ICP and Kid Rock.
♡ fave color: green
♡ space and the ocean
♡ lore; idc what it's about, i love character and world building so much. info dump on me pls
What I will write:
◇Dead dove shit within reason, angest, romance, horror, comedy, etc, nsfw of adult characters (no age up), I only age up in AU's and i still wont write nsfw for them if they are originally minors, age difference
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◇incest, fauxcest, age play, any kink with bodily fluids excluding cum, tears, spit, or blood, beastiality,(this does not include people/animal hybrids, i mean straight up animals), pedophilia, raceplay.
Link to my AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/users/nanifer/profile
I got that Kyouka ask about brat taming and it was added to the list i am just either at work, with my kid, or i'm drunk/high sometimes both and i am still without an updated laptop.
Currntly working on CultLeader Tamsy x Devoted(and fav)! reader and Kyouka x reader fluff. It's gonna be spectacular.
For kyoka nijiku (love that woman), how would her thought process go with her beloved who, on her rare day offs, persuaded (dragged) her to crash at canvas town as a date, especially during some event where the town is bustling with stalls, food, sales, discounts and all that shii. Oh and, it would be really nice if her beloved is a maximalist jewelryholic or someone who appreciates handcraft (grabbing delicate tea sets, art material, trinkets, flowers, jewelry, etc), often clicking photos of her or anything that catches their eye—mostly kyoka. this is just a floating head thought—feel free to do wtv with this (the gender can be neutral Or female, feel free) Thank you<3
Hi anon, first and foremost, thank you for your patience with me! This weekend was a total blur but here’s your request!! I tried my best; I hope I did your thoughts justice ^_^
DAY OFF
[A Kyouka x reader]
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Requests: Open!!
Tags: @nanifer
Let me know if you wanna be on my taglist <3
Word count: 2.1k
Note:
Guys, personal request from mee, please ask me for more Kyouka, I need a way to channel my desire for her🥀
I tried my best to edit what I could. Also, I'm not entirely sure I know what a semi colon does.
Anyways, on to the ask!
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Kyouka didn’t get very many days off but when she did, she’d find herself laying next to you more often than not.
It was a thing of consistency. Somehow, she’d find herself at your side, under your covers (or hers depending on if you were bold enough to make your way through Hell Guard HQ to find her that day), pressed against your frame as you tucked your head into her chest. For a few hours she’d get a rest she could not find anywhere else but near you; she’d allow herself to melt in your hands, under your gaze and touch.
She’d wake early, usually earlier than you, and stare at the dawn’s light filtering through the blinds or curtains. Then you’d stir beside her and she’d turn her face so that she can study you and your perfectly mused state. Hair askew and eyes squinting in adjustment to being pulled from sleep, it was a sight she cherished.
She cherished it enough that it helped manage the flash of vague irritation that flared in her chest when you turned your face, dipping your head to hers to plant a kiss on her unpainted lips and with a voice low and scratchy you said,
“Get ready. We’re going on a date.”
Her response would vary depending on the time you woke her up.
At 9 am, she’d be long awake already, sitting up beside you in bed, lost in thought and deciding whether she should leave before you ensnare her in going to some obscure bazaar.
At a reasonable 7 am, she would rise from bed with a single nod and enviable grace, slipping on her robes and awaiting you.
At 3 am, she growls into the (single, outrageous) kiss you offer her but would get ready for you anyways.
On her most recent day off with you, about 3 moons ago, you woke her up somewhere between reasonable and absurd (5 am). She was no stranger to waking up then, before the sun graced the sky, so she sat upright with a sigh and listened to the water run as you showered. She went in after. A little over an hour later, you two were ready. Record time for you two considering how neither of you slacked on your appearance.
“Where are we going?” Kyouka had asked while applying her lipstick that day, glaring at herself in the mirror with not a stroke out of place.
“Canvas Town.”
“For the art festival?”
“That and I need some supplies.”
Kyouka turned to you as you approached from behind, inspecting her face.
She wasn’t particularly fond of the way heat slowly tiptoes onto her face under your gaze or the way she wanted you to like it. She distracted herself by becoming faintly concerned and preemptively annoyed by the fact that you might decide to ruin her lipstick (she would certainly mind. Lipstick of the quality that she preferred was hardly cheap, be mindful of that. But it wouldn’t necessarily be the worst thing to happen either).
You did not ruin her lipstick. Instead, “Pretty.”
Kyouka clicked her tongue and turned back to the mirror. She was a beautiful woman and she knew it well, your reminders did not serve much purpose, but they weren’t unappreciated. Kyouka’s own gaze sharpened in the mirror, she was in luck that red looked so good on her for it currently the color of her face. Very few could make Kyouka Nijiku blush like a school girl. You should be proud, she thought with a huff.
She looked at you. You matched her in your value for aesthetics, one of the many reasons she admired you. You, whatever your style was, were never haphazard.
“Pretty indeed.” She muttered to herself. You could not hear it but even if you did, you knew better to respond.
Eventually, the two of you are ready, on time and not a minute later because you woke early enough to accommodate the two hours it’d take you to make it out the door.
You were insistent on driving; you even opened the car door for her all prim and proper in a way that made Kyouka’s eyes roll. Classy. Once inside the car you hit the pedal so hard she almost got whiplash. You gave her a halfhearted apology that was drowned out by the sounds of the wind blowing past the car as you let down the windows.
Neither of you spoke much. Your eyes were on the road, one hand on the wheel, head bobbing to the newest Too Lily track that dropped only a few weeks prior. Kyouka’s eyes were fixed on the scenery flashing by and the dust getting kicked up by your old jeep. You were so close to speeding, she didn’t have to look at the speedometer to know. It didn’t bother her then as much as it should’ve.
The way you braked when the two of you arrived at your destination was equally jarring. Kyouka barked at you then, demanding that you ought to do a better job of this whole chauffeur business if you ever wanted her in your jeep again. You nod and she’s wholly convinced you took none of her comments to heart.
Canvas Town in all its odd and whimsical glory was always a place of no restraints for those with a special talent and place in their hearts for anything creative and artistic. Which is why you fit in beautifully here. It was always a tad bit too whimsical for Kyouka’s tastes and this day was no less.
Swaths of artists, musicians, vendors and everything in between entered the district’s walls in droves. One after another they slipped through the Spellcaster’s seal to keep anyone with ill will away.
It was loud and cacophonous, even when you had parked a good distance away. The place bloomed with people, music and color; art, in all its forms, came to life. And you, you seemed to glow with excitement. Kyouka, if she wasn’t Kyouka, would found it contagious.
See, an appreciation of the arts is not something Kyouka lacks. She has a sharp eye for aesthetics and she likes beautiful things. The crowd and constant nudging of people all around her was disruptive in her efforts to focus on each piece of art she came across.
Knowing this, you intertwine your fingers into hers, locking them so that the crowd cannot tug her away from you and make your way through the bustling masses. After the hundredth “excuse me!” and “pardon!” you finally make it to a quieter stall (relatively). There are still people of course for there is not a corner of Canvas Town left vacant during the art festival but it will do.
“Thank you.” Kyouka mutters into your ear before you pull away. Your reply is a squeeze to her hand, not lingering on it too much.
You two busy yourselves in perusing through this particular stall’s wares. Right away, Kyouka recognizes where you brought her. A jeweler’s stall. She narrowed her painted eyes on a charmingly crafted gold circlet so that her eyes did not roll once more. Of course you’d choose a jeweler’s stall. You could not stay away from the way jewels shined against your skin, how somehow gold and silver and anything so precious looked more alluring when it was dangling from your body. She could not deny that they did, nor that she enjoyed seeing you adorned by them.
She was just going to tell you to mind your wallet when she glanced up to find you already trying out a large pair of ruby studded earrings and a matching necklace. Whatever she meant to tell you left her thoughts swiftly left. She was busy admiring the way the bright stone sat against your sternum. You catch her eye as you pull closer to her,
“Well?”
“The stones alone could pay off someone’s house.”
“I’m going to be in debt.” You nod.
Kyouka frowns, “Yes.”
You turn back to the mirror set aside for you to see as you tried items on and Kyouka’s arm circled your waist almost unconsciously as she leaned her chin on your shoulder, admiring you for a little longer before you placed the jewelry away. When your eye caught on something else, she let you go.
You both spent more time at the stall. Your attention jumped from one item to another. Intricate tea sets, flower arrangements, shimmering trinkets of every form and fashion. You found beauty in it all.
Kyouka was always pickier.
Her attention was the kind to catch and stay.
Today, her’s caught on beautiful terracotta wind chime colored in the same blue as her youngest brother’s eyes. The melancholic weight of that realization hit heavier than she expected it to but she didn’t hold onto it for very long when she heard the click of a camera go off.
Kyouka’s head snapped to the side, striking eyes hardening in your direction. Her hand had, on instinct, shot up to the dagger she’d managed to hide in the folds of her clothes. You blinked at her from behind your old polaroid, pulling out the picture it produced and shaking it before setting it on the makeshift counter of the stall. It was an old camera, there wasn’t much left to it but it still managed to capture anything you found worth it. You used it sparingly and yet half of the pictures it produced were of Kyouka.
“You looked too beautiful.” You explained simply, using a soft cloth from your side bag to clean the camera’s lens, “I had to take a photo.”
“Flattery.” Kyouka scoffed, readjusting a few hairs that had strayed from their usual place thanks to the gusts of wind.
“Truth.” You pick up the picture, smiling to yourself and then showing it to her.
She was beautiful. Kyouka herself knew that but the photo caught her side profile with just the right lighting, her dark, navy eyes glinted with appreciation at the wind chime she gazed up at, she didn’t look that way often. It was vulnerable and candid in a way that would have made Kyouka uncomfortable had it been anyone but you who saw it. You tuck the photo away before the vendor, or anyone else for that matter, spots it. Kyouka is sure she’d find it taped to your wall by your bed, or encased in a frame you made from scratch on your desk. The thought sends a pleasant warmth through her.
You two browse for a little while longer, eventually moving on from the jewelry (amongst other items) stall and rejoin the larger crowd that hadn’t lessened despite the fact that it was much later now. As the two of you walk back, you take the lead, once again having yohr hand tangled into Kyouka’s as you moved through the swarm of people. You navigated through with such comfortability, there was grace in the way you guided her through what she knew was one of your favorite places across the Ground. Canvas Town, this festival, was your touchstone in a sense, your soul rejuvenated here and her’s sung when it saw you so at peace, happy and well. Kyouka squeezed your hand, her dark red painted nails scraping lighting at the skin they caught under them. You, backlit by the dying sun, looked back at her with a smile that makes her heart stutter.
“I’m sorry,” You called back, “This wasn’t much of a date, was it?”
It wasn’t but it’s not like Kyouka minded. Sure, a dinner at a sit down restaurant would be nice but it was not the restaurant that would have made it so, it was you. And you were here, your hand was in hers, secure and sure. This was enough.
“I am pleased as is.” She responds, finally being able to walk at your side, past the crowds as you made your way back to the jeep.
You hum. She offers to drive. You let her. The drive back is smooth and peaceful. The two of you return to your residence and you make tea while Kyouka brings the bag of everything you bought from the day inside. You notice she had bought the terracotta wind chime and smile. You don’t mention it. Instead, you join her on the balcony with two steaming cups of tea.
Early tomorrow she’ll be off back to Hell Guard HQ, rigid and tense under her pressed crimson uniform but for now, her body shifted next to yours as your soft voices drifted from one topic to another while you watched the last bits of sunset die out.
Abdul Rahman's mother has died after a battle with cancer...
Yesterday, Abdul Rahman's mother passed away.
He [@abdulrahman-family1] is beyond devastated, and this is his greatest loss. The earth feels heavy, the tears won't stop falling... Imagine losing somebody who is everything to you. This is how Abdul Rahman felt about his dear mother. He said he can't imagine life without her. Imagine the empty bed next to him, where she used to be...
A few days ago, she was hospitalized. They gave her sedatives, and Abdul Rahman was told that "she doesn't need to be awake now." After that, they discovered that the cancer had spread to her bones, and she never woke up again. Imagine not even being able to say the last "I love you, and goodbye"... I am angry that they didn't tell him that there is nothing they can do and this is the last time he sees her awake!
I am also angry with all of the states and institutions like the World Health Organization that have failed her and him, and did not evacuate her as promised. The doctors promised she would be among the first patients evacuated. We literally begged institutions and states all over the world to evacuate her. They just let her die, knowingly...
And this hurts, this is the deepest betrayal by the world.
They let her die slowly in inhumane conditions... because of insufficient treatment in Gaza, she went through agonizing pain, unimaginable to you and me. My heart hurts so much, and is grieving together with Abdul Rahman's.
This is not just another fundraiser, I'm not going to ask you to share anything. I'm just asking you to read this and feel Abdul Rahman's pain and loss.
Because that pain and loss is not just his, but it is our loss. Our world is losing by letting kind hearts like them suffer in silence, our world has failed humanity, not just Gaza.
And let me add something...Abdul Rahman's mother didn't just die of cancer, but she was, I believe, murdered by Israel. In the recent independent study, uranium was found in Palestinian soil because of the forbidden type of weapons Israel has used. Because of that, there is a rise in aggressive cancers in Gaza, such as the gallbladder cancer she had.
For those who want to keep on supporting the family, here is the link to their fundraiser:
Keti Jovanovski Needs Your Help | A letter from Abdul Rahman: Dear friends and kind hearts, My name is Abdul Rahman, and I write to you from
Campaign Vetted by @gazavetters, number ( #642 ) @90-ghost
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IMPORTANT UPDATE: Abdul Rahman's story is published in a well-known newspaper
We, activists from the Slovenian movement for Palestinian rights, have published Abdul Rahman's plea for evacuation in one of the most well-known newspapers in our country. With this, we aim to put political pressure on our leaders to evacuate students like Abdul Rahman from Gaza. In the article, we also described the failed medical evacuation of his mother, and we warned against repeating the same mistake again with Abdul Rahman's evacuation.
We keep fighting for his evacuation with hope in our hearts.🤞Please keep supporting Abdul Rahman and his family. 🙏
Link to the article (you can read it with a translator).
Abdul Rahman says that he doesn't want to live in a world like this and that nobody understands what they're experiencing in Gaza.
Oh my God, my wife collapsed today from extreme hunger and went to the hospital.
My wife is three months pregnant and suffering from severe malnutrition. My youngest child, who is a year and a half old, cries constantly from hunger, and his mother is hospitalized.
For a week now I have been pleading with you to help me so that I don't lose any of my family members.
If anything happens to any of my family, I will never forgive anyone. Remember, I asked you for help and no one helped me.
I've been scrambling since last week to get some form of shelter beginning on May 14th. My last option was a relative who lives 2 1/2 hours north of here, and I stressed it would only be for two weeks because all of my doctors are here in Connecticut, and my Medicare is through CT as well, so I'd have to come back here soon. She said no anyway. As it stands now, I'll be spending a full week in my car, and I honestly don't know how my health is going to survive it. I wonder if it will decline enough to be admitted to the hospital; that may turn out to be my only solution.
I'm seeing my doctor tomorrow, and they have finally promised to address the paperwork I desperately need to get my sick leave, and thus my temporary disability pay, approved. But that obviously isn't going to get processed by May 14th. After my appointment, I'll call my church to see if they can help me at all (it's near midnight as I write this), but time is running out fast for me to find a solution. In the meantime, all I can do is pray.
my ko-fi remains:
ko-fi.com/sobeautifullyobsessed
I would deeply appreciate any prayers on my behalf.
So the good news first: as I mentioned in a reblog of the older post from this month, we got a car! It's a 2000 Honda Odyssey, so it's much older than we had initially wanted, but we just had it looked at by the mechanic we use and generally it's in really good condition for a 26-year-old van. We've been running around dealing with the car since Monday, but after we get the new plates from AAA everything will be more or less done. There's a few accessories I need to buy because for some reason I cannot find the stuff from our old car at the moment but generally, we managed to have almost $900 left over from the money my uncles sent it and have put all that to good use.
We do currently have enough to cover the more pressing repairs our mechanic suggested (he's working on our car as we speak because a friend of mine sent $500 to cover anything over the $400 we had to put towards it already) but while the initial estimate had been $400 I called my mom after that and brought up the lock situation and the side doors, which are not huge problems but if he can work on them now that would be awesome.
Now, there is one minor issue I think we'll try to get our mechanic to fix later this week and two more major (but not "OMG we need to take care of this now!") problems we need to work on later. Right now the driver and passenger side doors don't stay ope when we open them, which makes it hard for my mom to get out and get to her walker, though it's not a major issue, just more of annoyance. The other two issues, which will cost about $1500 each to fix, are important but we can wait three to six months to get those fixed which gives us time to raise the money for that.
Now, unfortunately, I had initially taken out a $180 loan earlier in the month, and to physically be able to get an Uber to get to the seller, I had to take out another loan that's going to cost me $300 on the third, not counting the two loans I can't (or really shouldn't) defer next month that are around $100 each, so while I want to raise money to get the more major repairs done I really need help paying off the $180 and $300 loans. If we can get the minor repair on the doors done today or later this week we'll do those now, but anything else (aside from about $40 for me to get stuff for the house) that we have left is going in my account to try and pay down those two loans. I might be able to cover the $180 on my own, depending on how much the repairs costs go up, but the $300 one is going to hurt us really badly.
We also need a little help with gas because I'm having to reschedule one of my mom's appointments today because the mechanic is going to take another hour (at least) for the repairs so we're going to try and schedule it the same day as my daughter's next therapy appointment since both appointments are through the same clinic. If not, we'll try and schedule it on the 30th which is literally the only free day we have next week.
I'm also going to call Legal Aid's housing division about potential illegalness with our lease and we may need to see someone in person, with is another trip out to Vista to the courthouse there (I think...we're really screwed if we need to go to downtown San Diego because we'll need to take an Uber and that's about $100). But the situation on that is basically we think they switched us from a yearly lease to a month-to-month without informing us, and we've got the owners of our building lying about the refrigerator (they said it was replaced last year, I had to tell my property manager it actually wasn't and was just repaired twice for the same issue we're having now) so we're worried. But! Property manager did say she was going to reach out to the washing machine repair company and see if we could get the fridge repaired instead of replaced because the owners are balking at replacing it. So there's all that, too.
So lots of good news, but help with getting the two more major issues of the car fixed/getting the few household supplies we need/buying shelf-stable food and V-necked clothing for me from the Amazon wish list would be very much appreciated,a s would reblogs of this post.
EDIT: The issues with the front door locks are $500 each door, and the fixes for the sliding doors are $700 each so we now need to raise $5400 for the car, not $3000.
So regarding the laptop: it works when it is on a stable surface that is not my lapboard, because my lapboard and me moving around jostles the charger cord at the port too much. I'm hoping I can spend Sundays at the library or a cafe to have a table to set my laptop on and can sit for a while to do all the really important stuff for @wipbigbang and anything where I need to have tags copied and pasted on a post. But this throws a huge wrench in my plans because sitting up for 8+ hours kills my back, so the sooner I can afford to get my laptop repaired the better.
As for the car, the $3000 in repairs are the most pressing ones, plus I got an email from our mechanic that there's another repair we should probably have done soon for our particular model and the year it's from. Also there is gas considerations this week as we have two trips we have to make out to Vista/San Marcos this week (one is for my therapy/psychiatrist appointment I wasn't able to get medical transport for in time, and the other is for two of my daughter's much needed dental appointments). But I think if we limit our trips to around our home for the rest of the month we shouldn't need gas again until more towards the middle of the month as my daughter finally got new medical insurance that should cover transportation for at least part of the year.
Now, on a more positive note, we did end up having enough to cover our AAA membership (an annual charge that lets us get our auto insurance through them as well as free towing and other stuff) and my daughter's 3D x-ray for her extraction as well as our internet and electricity bills. Since I had to take out two payday loans and have a bunch more smaller loan payments coming out we don't have a whole lot left for stuff, but in the best news of all not only was our refrigerator fixed this last week but so was our refrigerator, so I shouldn't need to spend quite as much on food, though a lot of my food stamps this month is going to be spent filling up the fridge and freezer with enough food to last us the rest of the month as we ended up losing so much. I may need help with a little bit of groceries and some more laundry supplies later this month, but probably not for a couple of weeks.
Still no word on the legal aid situation in regards to figuring out what is up with the housing stuff, but i will update as soon as I know more. But yeah. Things are definitely better, but still tentative, so any help (maybe with buying stuff off the Amazon wish list) would be much appreciated.
So one bit of good news about the car repairs: the issue my mechanic emailed about is the timing belt replacement issue we were quoted as one of the $1500 repairs we had, so my mom and I are hoping we can raise around $3750 for the most urgent stuff (timing belt, struts and various issues related to that, and getting the rear right door to slide shut on its own again because if I open it up for my daughter to ride in the seat behind me it's randomly been opening up today which poses a safety risk), because the rest can wait for now. I would really like to at least get the timing belt taken care of by mid-June at the latest just because I think that's the more urgent of what we need done for now.
On a side note I may be having worsening health issues in the near future (I had a mammogram a week and a half ago and the results said I warrant more specific testing on my right breast before they can figure out if I potentially have cancer or not...not sure when I'll get approved for it but I know my insurance does not fuck around with breast cancer screenings so I'm hoping within the next two weeks or so), so the sooner I get issues with the car sorted the more time and energy I can put into keeping out housing just in case.
Quick update: I am currently about $240 overdrawn but on the bright side I was able to get my laptop in for repairs.
I also think I desperately need to get myself a hinged knee brace for my right knee (the one I'm supposed to get injections in once a week starting Friday) because i am super unsteady walking on it and the pain is becoming unbearable, and every time I leave my house I have to go up two flights of stairs as well as down two flights of stairs, sometimes carrying my mom's walker as I do it. We also need gas for my daughter's appointments with her psychiatrist and GP (so she can go over HRT and other issues since it's been almost a year since she's been seen) as well as my diagnostic mammogram next week because there's a potential breast cancer scare, so any help covering my overdraft so I can get the brace and gas for medical trips would be a huge help.
