Hello!! Welcome to the fandom, could you do a Tsuchigomori x reader, he finally finds his future (bc the reader died before they met) and falls in love with the reader?
thank you for welcoming me to the fandom! i didnât quite understand what you meant, so i hope this suffices!
Tsuchigormori x ghost!reader
Tsuchigormori, like any other person that intertwined their fate with the school, had his future laid and written out in the pages of a small black book with his name etched into the spine.Â
He had kept it safe after Hanako, the School Mystery No. 7, destroyed his boundary along with the help of his assistant Yashiro Nene. Out of all the interesting books which were bursting at the seams with stories that were unique to their own, he chose to save his. Of course. The supernatural needed to be a bit selfish sometimes.Â
But, unlike the other books he had read for endless hours, his didnât seem to have a lot in the future pages.Â
Every single time he read it, the future section of the book would only hold as much as a few days in advance. He would never know what would happen in his own future a few years down the line. It was always tomorrow, the next day after tomorrow and then the day after that. After that, everything was blank. Did this annoy Tsuchigmori? Of course it did. Did he know how to solve this predicament? No, he didnât.Â
He bit his cigar pipe in annoyance, reading his own future a few days from now. He was on break, and thankfully, he was able to find a spot in the school that wasnât noisy with teenagers eating their lunch and being lunatics. He stared at the last line of the future section.Â
Tsuchigormori will meet [L/n] [Y/n]
Who was this [L/n] [Y/n]? Were they a ghost? A student? An adult? A new teacher? Why did the book find it necessary to call the person by their full name? Were they important? Soon, Tsuchigormori took the book and tucked it into a shelf, deciding to let the thought pass him.Â
The days passed, and his questions were answered. A ghost that called themselves [Y/n] visited the school, their trench coat filled with trinkets and souvenirs they had brought from far away lands from their long years of travelling. When Tsuchigomori first saw them, his eyes widened at howâŠold fashioned they looked. Their trench coat hid most of their body, including their arms, but it was always let loose, letting their red sweater and suspenders be shown. A newsboy cap was placed on their head and had a long piece of grass stuck in it. They had big boots on as well which were a shiny black but Tsuchigomori didnât understand how they were so clean. [L/n] [Y/n] was a travelling spirit, meaning the ghost never stayed at one place at the one time. Even so, Hanako, Tsuchigormoriâs boss, welcomed them to the school and let them stay in the school at the time being.Â
To be frank, Tsuchigormori was hooked instantly.Â
A new soul which was filled to the brim with knowledge of other countries, who spent their days learning and understanding different cultures of different supernaturals and humans alike. He could not let this opportunity pass. He didnât know, or rather he couldnât remember, how he got to this situation, but a few days after they had arrived, he was sipping tea with them in the Home Economics room at 11:30 pm, not caring that everyone was supposed to be asleep at this time.Â
âAnd after that, I didnât know that I had offended yet another supernatural, but this time it was ginormous!â [Y/n] huffed, tapping their fingernails on the mug that was provided to them. Their hat was now on the table, showing their hair that was messy due to the number of times it was stuck in that hat. Tsuchigormori nodded as he listened, so transfixed at the story that he didnât realise he was staring intently at the other âThatâs why, whenever you go there, you should never show any emotion that isnât neutral. They see it as such an offence!â
âBut why? Showing emotion is natural,â Tsuchigormori asked, taking a sip of his tea. The stories they told him were all so fascinating. The pain of losing all his books seemed minuscule now that he had [Y/n] to tell him all these stories.Â
[Y/n] let out a chuckle, scratching their chin as they thought. âItâs to do with showing weakness, Iâm pretty sure. They see emotions as a weakness,â they answered, taking a sip of their own.Â
A weakness? Tsuchigormoriâs eyes narrowed at that. It was true, some humans and supernaturals deemed emotions to be weak and a sign of vulnerability. However, he didnât think so. So all throughout the night, Tsuchigormori listened to the traveller as they ranted of where they went. Thank goodness the next day was the weekend.Â
Soon, the two were basically seen with each other all the time. Hanako commented on how quick Tsuchigormori was to become friends with [Y/n] which made the said supernatural glare at the younger ghost. In his spare time, he told [Y/n] about modern technology, which they did not get at all. âAll this technology nonsense is confusing, can we go to the local park?â [Y/n] had said. They loved nature as much as they loved travelling. They really were a peculiar supernatural.Â
However, after those few days, Tsuchigormori decided to look back at his black book. What he didnât expect to see was that the third day had written:
Tsuchigormori will fall in love with [L/n] [Y/n]
The first thought that entered Tsuchigomoriâs mind was âWait, it took me that quick to gain feelings for them?â But then Tsuchigormori processed his thoughts and slammed the book closed. All at once, different thoughts burst into his mind, some conflicting and some that made sense. There was no way after all these years that he was going to fall in love that easily. He was over a hundred years old and had been doing fine without love and all the icky gross couple stuff. He shook his head, trying to defy the words that were etched on the page. Heck, if his past pupil could change his fate, surely he could as well.Â
He started to avoid the poor ghost that took a liking to him. Whenever he saw them in the hallways, Tsuchigormori would click his tongue and quickly walk away, not sparing them a glance. This, of course, left [Y/n] feeling troubled and hurt which only made their pursues of confronting Tsuchigormori even more articulate and brave. Hell, they even went as far as to jump on him from the top of the stairs. However, no matter how much Tsuchigormori tried to avoid [Y/n], he soon found himself missing the late talks they had and waking up to the smell of their cooking. He shook his head, trying to clear his thoughts away from the ghost. Pfft, heâs not falling for them alreadyâŠright?
âTsuchigormori, wait!â [Y/n] called out, huffing. They were becoming frustrated now and it showed on their face. Their kind and wise eyes were losing that gentle gleam, being replaced by a small burning fire that was filled with impatience. âWill you stop ignoring me?!â
Tsuchigormori gave them one look and walked the other way, trying to avoid them. A yell of anger was heard behind him before his wrist was grasped. âWhy are you avoiding me like this?â They were getting more and more aggressive as the days went on. Tsuchigormori figured it was because they were always cooped inside from trying to gain his attention. They hadnât been spending time in their natural habitat which is nature, trees, flowers. They were becoming restless.Â
Tsuchigormori wanted nothing more than to help them, to lead them outside and to the trees that surrounded the school. But the lingering thought that he was supposed to fall in love with them in a day didnât settle with him. So Tsuchigormori just shrugged their hand away and said âNot now, Iâm busy,â Unlike the other times that he did this, [Y/n] let Tsuchigormori walk away. Tsuchigormori knew he should have asked if everything was alright, but he didnât have the heart and words to say it. So he kept on walking. Walking to his classroom where he looked out of the window.Â
The next morning, he woke up to the smell of freshly baked cookies on his desk, and a note saying âPlease donât hate me. -[Y/n]â on it. Without his permission, the sight of their name sent Tsuchigormoriâs heart in a frenzy. He looked up to the door and saw [Y/n] was looking at him through the doorway. As quickly as he saw them, they had run away, presumably from fear. Looking back at the cookies, Tsuchigormori took one of them. He couldnât help it. They smelled heavenly. It was as if Cupid had made it himself just for him. Taking a bite, a smile instantly appeared on his lips, before a frown instead settled.Â
It was no denying it. He had indeed fallen in love with [L/n] [Y/n].
Tsuchigormori sighed in frustration. Why did he have to be so embarrassed to fall in love with [Y/n]? It made no sense, none at all. He really ruined his chances with them. Ugh, he sounded like a cringey high scholar boy thatâs trying to get with the popular girl in the class. It made him cringe when he thought about it.Â
He decided to read his book again since he hadnât looked at it in a long time. But his racing heart stopped when he read what it had in store for the day.Â
[L/n] [Y/n] leaves Kamome Academy
It took him a while to realise that he had bolted straight out of his desk and to the entrance of the school. He didnât care that his hair looked like a bear had slobbered on it and that his clothes were ruffled so badly it would be silly to try and soothe it down. He got to the entrance, only to see that [Y/n] was already leaving the school.Â
â[Y/n], hey, wait!â Tsuchigomori called out. The said supernatural turned around at the sudden voice, surprise struck on their face. Tsuchigomori was panting when he reached them before he sighed and stood up straight. He was taller than them, so he had to look down at [Y/n].Â
âDonât leave,â Tsuchigormori told them. [Y/n] sighed and looked back at the gate, then to Tsuchigormori, wanting an explanation. âI was acting like a prick, and I realise that nowâŠplease just stay for another week,â
Of course, the supernatural couldnât help it. [Y/n] sighed irritated, annoyed that they couldnât say no to Tsuchigormoriâs devastated face. âYou better have a good reason for this,â they grumbled, walking back to the school.Â
Tsuchigormori suddenly held their free hand, which made them look up at him, just to see a smirk on his face âI do. I love you,â
pixelskylines
izzy806
s-u-f-j-a-n-s-t-e-v-e-n-s
vaporwave
areudirty
dailybridgerton
gummygunk
turnnoffyourmind
