NSFW proship/selfship. HSR Natasha is my waifu ♡. I'm fine with sharing, if you love her too, tell me! Also other male!reader x fem!character content. No rp or pics pls.
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Bi cis male, 25+, autistic. Fudanshi, avid selfshipper and proshipper. Favourite anime include hetalia, hypmic, dungeon meshi & oshi no ko. I adore problematic older women! And Lolis
I'm married to the gorgeous, kind and wonderful Natasha ❤️🩹
I'm starting my garden that I mentioned back in august soon!! I've decided upon planting bleeding hearts, lavender, and sweet peas, among a couple other pink and purple flowers. Gardening is a hobby I've wanted to get into for awhile and connecting with nature is how I connect with my f/os so I'm very excited!! :3
Pairing: My Au Soulmate Poly!Saja Boys x Younger Femboy Demon Manager Male!Reader
KPOP DEMON HUNTERS MASTERLIST
Random facts of my KPOP DEMON HUNTERS universe (read this to understand some terms I'm using in this fic)
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A/n: Like always, picture below isn't mine but if you know the artist let me know in the comments so I can give credit! I'm sorry I took a bit longer to upload this one, writers block is killing me 🥲
The skirts were worse than Gwi-Ma's punishment in the Saja's opinion, it was impossible for their eyes to not stare at M/n's surprisingly toned legs and thighs; the only who could openly stare at M/n's ass without anyone realizing is Mystery and Baby was starting to consider styling his hair the same way for the same purposes.
M/n may have also taking a very big liking to shopping with one of their credit cards but they couldn't really complain about that considering he is their manager for free.
On this cheerful day, M/n decided he wanted to go out with two of the Saja's and the only ones available were Abby and Mystery; both who were dragged with surprising strenght by the younger demon to the mall so he could dress them up.
This meant that now Mystery and Abby were stuck in the mall with M/n, not that either were complaining since they got to observe M/n run around in that little skirt; they are demons after all and not really above leering at their soulbound.
The younger demon ended up pushing Abby and Mystery into two separate changing rooms before pushing two individuals shopping carts inside with a happy smile; he had given Abby a shopping chart full of pink outfits while he gave Mystery a cart full of edgy black outfits claiming that it was good for their image.
It's a fashion show we're M/n happily rates outfit after outfit before he smiled brightly when Abby ended up wearing an all pink outfit and Mystery ended up in an all black outfit; he excitedly did their makeup and got them accessories to match the outfits.
The younger demon squealed happily before dragging both men out of the stores and heading to the food court, Abby threw his arm over Mysery shoulder who grabbed his sunglasses from the top of his head to avoid dropping them. "He is just fill if energy, huh?" Abby said to Mystery who hummed and glanced down to see Abby's pants were slipping down to reveal his boxers since the belt wasn't tight enough.
"You are wearing pink boxers?" Mystery asked in a deadpan tone which made Abby gasped and place his free hand on his chest in shock. "How did you know?" Abby asked excitedly which made Mystery roll his eyes and mutter 'your pants are falling' which promptly made Abby fix them and tighten up the belt.
The younger demon happily came back to Abby and Mystery and offered them a pretzel for each while he drank a mocha frappe; Abby glanced at Mystery to ask silently if they should stop M/n from consuming so much sugar.
Abby raised an eyebrow at Mystery, who answered the silent question with a small shrug. It was too late anyway—M/n had already taken a long sip of his drink, eyes sparkling like he’d just unlocked a new level of chaos.
Almost immediately, M/n started talking faster than usual, hands moving as he explained at least five new outfit ideas for the Saja Boys’ next public appearance. Abby nodded along, pretending to understand, while Mystery listened more carefully, filing away the useful parts.
The food court was loud and full, but M/n didn’t seem to notice. He hopped from foot to foot, pointing at different places and asking if they wanted noodles, burgers, or something "aesthetic". Mystery suggested something quick. Abby suggested something healthy.
They ended up sitting at a small table with different trays of food, M/n perched sideways on his chair like sitting normally was optional. He swung his legs back and forth, nearly kicking Abby once, before apologizing with a grin that made it impossible to stay annoyed.
Abby leaned back and sighed. "You know," he said, "for someone so small, you are too hyper." M/n beamed, clearly taking it as a compliment.
Mystery watched people pass by, sunglasses back in place, but his attention kept drifting back to M/n. There was something strangely grounding about moments like this—simple, loud, human moments that felt far away from hellish contracts and demonic duties.
M/n suddenly froze mid-bite. "Wait," he said slowly, eyes narrowing. "You guys trust me… right?" Abby and Mystery both blinked at him. Abby answered first. "You don't even have to ask babyboy..." Mystery nodded once in agreement.
M/n smiled again, softer this time, and went back to eating. Neither demon missed the brief flicker of relief in his expression. After lunch, M/n insisted on one last stop: a photo booth. Abby protested weakly, Mystery didn’t protest at all, and soon enough they were crammed together while the curtain closed.
The first photo was a mess—Abby laughing too loud, Mystery half out of frame, M/n grinning like he’d won something. The second was better. The third had M/n making a heart with his hands while Abby copied him badly and Mystery just sighed.
When the strip printed, M/n held it like it was treasure. "I’m keeping this," he declared gleefully. "It is evidence that Mystery can smile..."
They finally headed toward the exit as the sun began to lower outside the mall. M/n’s energy started to fade, sugar crash slowly setting in, his steps less bouncy.
Abby noticed first and gently steered him away from running into a display stand. Mystery walked on the other side, quiet but present. As they stepped outside, M/n yawned and smiled up at them. "Thanks for coming with me," he said. "I had fun."
Abby ruffled his hair without thinking. Mystery looked away, but the corner of his mouth lifted just slightly. Mystery hooked his pinky with M/n's while Abby grabbed the younger demons free hand, both demons thinking the same thing:
"We would do anything for you, little Mr. Manager..."
I'm so sorry I took forever publishing this part, writers block was killing me... let me know in the comments if you would like to be part of the taglist!
Shout out to this dude who sent his deranged blorbo ramblings as fan mail to Marvel Comics in 1991. I guess when you couldn't post on tumblr you had to make do with the end page of Uncanny X-Men #274.
There's no shame in finding comfort in your f/o, in believing they would love you to bits in pieces, in imagining yourself with them. I'm not gonna ""normalize"" selfshipping or imagining myself with characters I love, because it is normal. It is self expression. There's something so inherently free about looking at a character, you/your brain deciding they're someone you love and taking the time to truly appreciate them, and then embracing the idea that they could and would love you too.
Definitely don't think about 2 of your f/os, yes even if they're from completely different sources, sandwiching you in a cuddle and kissing you and smothering you in attention and telling you how much they both adore you... Teehee...
