Biceps. You love your boyfriend’s biceps—strong, veiny, and just the right amount of show-off. When he effortlessly carries something heavy for you, it’s your knight in shining armor. Or when he stretches, his muscles taut, inviting your gaze to linger just a bit too long, what a view. Clinging to his arm while walking, tracing the muscles, or wrapping a delicate pink ribbon around his bicep that is barely holding on. And when he hugs you from behind, skin to skin, there’s no better feeling. Your favorite, though? When he cages you between those arms, your back pressed to the wall, completely at his mercy yet feeling utterly safe.
And on the days he’s far away, he knows exactly what to do: send you a photo of him flexing, those strong arms on full display. It never fails to brighten your mood because he knows exactly how to save you, even from miles apart.
Oh, you truly love your boyfriend and his incredible biceps.
Yn who is not just any beastmen, but one from a pure lineage. In my mind yn is a pure white wolf beastmen (some family members are grey), but dyes her hair/fur. yn is also a public figure who strives to build peace between humans and beastmen of all kinds. Yn takes her job seriously, especially since it deals with others lives. Since yn is a pureblood wolf beastmen, I can see Alan sylvasta trying to mate with her and control her (could be yandere).
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I didn’t think I would ever get to a point to doing this, but here I am.
I know everyone who follows me knows me for posting fanfiction and reblogging fanfiction from X Y Z fandoms, but right now this isn’t about this. This is about something a lot more serious.
I hate asking for help. I hate feeling weak and desperate. But right now, I really need help.
My current living situation hasn’t been the best in the last couple of years. My relationship with my parents has been… rocky. Bad. I feel constantly depressed and anxious whenever I’m here, and my only solace has been my boyfriend and his family, who lofe over 500 miles away.
I feel like I’m in a constant fight with my family and myself, to not lose hope that I can get out. But right now, I’m jobless. I have a medical condition that makes it hard for me to work physically demanding jobs, and they’re the only ones who will accept me.
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Hello, could you write a Shirou headcanon in which, due to Michiru's fault, Shirou kisses the reader by accident? (please try to make this less embarrassing for others as possible 😅)
Lol sure 😂
°~Shirou Ogami~°
•It started when you, Shirou, and Michiru were hanging out, you and Shirou were already dating
•Michiru asked one of y'all if she could have a napkin since y'all got food, you both tried to give her a napkin but accidentally gave each other a small kiss
•Y'all looked at each other for a second while Michiru fangirled
Child!reader lost their parents because of the hate
𝆹𝅥 Romantic headcanons
𝆹𝅥 Nazuna Hiwatashi, Shirou Oogami (BRAND NEW ANIMAL)
𝆹𝅥 Reader is a beastman
Nazuna Hiwatashi
Even if at first Nazuna was just dragged into Anima City and was manipulate to participate in a plan with the promise of help others at the end she was genuinely worried about the beastman, after all, all this time what she wanted it was to help
The time Nazuna spent in Anima City she did all she could to help, ultimately managing to attract more attention from the humans to motivate the parts to improve the relationship between both races, but what she was doing wouldn't ereaser what has already been done so as much as she wanted to help the moment she got the met you it was a bit too late to stop it
No matter how you two met Nazuna was kind from the start, she wanted to help so when she saw a child all alone her first instinct was to ask where her parents or guardians were, quickly regretting it by the answer, no matter if you told her directly or just stay silent she felt bad not only for the situation you were in but also for asking, even if it wasn't her intention she has already brought you bad memories
The more scared or sad you look the more Nazuna would feel guilt, but her intention has been to help all along so she took the inicative to offer you to find someone who could help you, but even if you were with a group that meant to help you she will stuck at your side for a while, wanting to do her best to make you feel better
She couldn't erease what happened but now that you two were together she tried her best to make you feel better, no matter if it was by paying you a visit whenever she got the chance while still being in Anima City or clinging to your side and personally taking care of you while finding you somewhere to be
Nazuna was naturaly charming and kind so she finds herself trying to make you smile, offering a quiet comfort from your situation while trying to make you happy and even bringing you gifts every chance she had, normally small things or even just snacks but there were always companied by a smile and a joke
Nazuna is incredibly respectful of you, waiting until you are ready to open up or simply letting you clingy to her side if thats what you wanted, waiting until she felt like you were finally feeling better to try to motivate you to continue with your life, and she never tried to ask about your family, not feeling like she had the right to do so, but always ready to heard you if you wanted to talk about it
Other people just grow used to see you two together, after all Nazuna never denied that you were her little friend, and since she was quite famous for all the help she have provided so far she tries to use it to help you find the rest of your family or someone who could help you and be a family for you, but, at the end, she will take in consideration your wishes and worried above everything else, she may be too young to take care of you personally but she will always be your friend
Shirou Oogami
Ogami has being fighting to protect the beastman for as long as he can remember, he has dedicated his life to protect and make sure the beastman can live peacefuly, and yet he lives apart from most of them, living quite lonely
Its more likely that for you two meet has to be that the major Barbara the one to ask him to look after you while she manages to find the rest of your family or somewhere you can be taken care of, and, in all honeslty, Ogami doesn't really seem to understand too well why he has being asked this but he won't really go against something the major asked him
Ogami doesn't know too much about taking care of a child so he kept some distance from you for a while, limiting to himself to just watch over you, so if you want to get to know him better or even clingy to his side he has a hard time dealing with you, but the moment he notices any kind of sadness or even anxiousness he stops in his tracks to stare at you, taking a moment to think before deciding that, since is his job to protect the beastman then he has to protect you too, after all you aren't just a child but also a beastman
Ogami has a hard time learning how to deal with you, no matter how clingy or distant you can be from him it will still take him quite a while, however the moment he gets to know that he is in charge to look after you for now because you parents had being killed from an anti-beastman group he imediatly gets defensive, he knows some humans despide this much beastman but leaving a child without their parents make him feel even more sick, this is certainly a twisted thing and he won't forgive something like this
Ogami will still find a bit dificult to interact with you but knowing what you are going throught makes him want to be there for you, he have lost a lot of important people long ago and yet he doesn't want to underestimate what you are feeling, so, at the end, he will try to actively get closer to you and make sure you know that, from now on you can count on him
Despite being a bit awkward at first Ogami tries to become a good example and actually be of help for you, deciding to be more involved with you so he would be patient, waiting until you are ready to open up and accept him before trying anything, and, at the end, he will grow used to your precense in his life
At some point he became your family, getting used to make sure you are sleeping the necesary and eating well, even choosing to cook himself for you two if you neglect your health or become so clingy that you won't do it without him, he complains but he accepts. As well, he actively start to make sure you have all you need and that you recive the education you should, Ogami grows to want to know more details about you, and if not of your past or family at least about how was your life in terms to rutine to be able to help you feel at home
Ogami grows incredibly attached to you that he didn't even notice it, in his attempt to help you feel at home and comfortable he grow so used to you that if you ever have to go (either because you found the rest of your family or even adopted by someone else) he would deeply miss you, still he will tell himself that this is the best and will always keep you in mind, protecting you from the shadows. But if it happens that you two end up living together like it has been until now he will try even more for you, he is used to work alone but since you are part of his life he would need to be more careful, he doesn't want you to end up losing your family again for his carelessness
Protective/possessive Shirou headcanon??? Like you get hurt or attacked, how would he react? To defend and protect you? And how would he be after when you’re recovering?
In my general headcanons he's already possessive, so I'll probably just work on that.
POSSESSIVE!Shirou Ogami x HURT!reader
Relationship: could be platonic, romantic, crush. Whatever you guys want
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I feel he most likely wouldn't be there when you got attacked.
So he got a phone call from maybe michiru or the mayor, saying you got injured by anti-beastman people.
Shirou immediately rushes to the hospital.
Nothing in his mind.
When he sees you.
Wounds stitched, bandages, barely surviving.
Shirou sees red.
He's furious, he wants to know who did it.
Shirou asks around for information.
And let's just say those people who hurt you did not survive.
And if they did
Oh boy
They definitely went through torture.
Once all of that was over.
He went back to the hospital.
Shirou is making sure you don't lift a finger.
Doing almost everything for you.
Once you get better.
Shirou is by your side 24/7
Going on the same missions as you
And if you don't do missions
Making sure you're safe going into town
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I hope this is okay! Drop more requests of you like. Bye anon!
Summary: Reader is a fox beastman who recently moved to Anima City, working as a spy for the Sylvesta family with a mission to gather info and let Anima City crumble. But that's not how it's going to end.
Content: [Platonic] Michiru x Reader, reader is 25+, she/her used on reader, no use of Y/N or other variant, [Hinted at romance] Shiro x reader, Shiro being wary of reader, reader annoying/teasing Shiro.
A/N: This was requested, but I really wanted to turn it into a series. This is set in episode one. Itami picked up reader after Muichiro, and this chapter is completely in the reader's perspective.
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“See you around,” Itami bids you a farewell as you step on to the docks, “Fox.”
You spare the mink a glance back as she remains on the boat, waiting for you to leave into the city. Even from your current place, you can see the livelihood of it, even at this late at night. Moon high in the sky above you.
“Silent? You’ll go unnoticed,” Itami speaks to you as your unmoving figure and silence prompted her to do so. Even if you weren’t looking at her, you would know she was grinning.
She truly resembled a mink. Cunning, resourcefulness, and stealthy… She does many odd jobs around the city. An easy guess and conclusion to come to. Of course one such as her would be stealthy. But her personality was often blurring the lines of the symbol that many people gave to animals such as the mink and weasel.
Weasel. You teased her with that word on the boat ride over to Anima City from one of the many coasts of Japan. Of course you soon figured she hates the comparison and mischaracterization of what she is. Though, who wouldn’t? You only bothered to ask yourself that after her response to your teasing.
You grin at her words, “I only speak when needed. To whom and when I deem it to be important.”
“Oh? Sassy,” Itami sneers towards you with her words.
You hum, cocking your head to the side before pivoting your face to the opposite direction. The most you could see were alleys and rows of metal containers, lights from stores and high reaching buildings peaking over the mountains they, the containers, created. You head away, officially making your way to the heart of Anima City.
Step, step, step. All you can hear as you walk around, your own steps vibrating through your body from the heel of your shoes. The containers make no noise, nor the chains and locks that hold their doors closed and together. Wind or not, you’re by yourself, and yourself is all you can hear.
It’s safe, in a straightforward statement. The silence is easy on your ears. Manageable. Not bold, even if the bustling, chattering, and scraping of shoes against asphalt graze and make a bass in your eardrums causes a twitch in your ear, it’s still peacefully quiet in a sense. A more than possible opinion.
A false sense or a true one. The sensation of peace and security still remains. To the people, and an uncredited one to you. You know the lies places like this creates and holds, and the schemes it hides. Political or not. Direct or not. A paradise is a terrible place. You terribly and awfully believe that paradise is always going to be a mask, and nothing more.
You hum as you walk. Step by step. The noise and rhythm sneaking up in your throat. One you know well. One you can never remember where you heard it. Its origins are lost in you. You never know it's making its way as a silent song until you're already singing it. Silent and forgotten, but so-so beautiful. No words were known for this rhythm you knew better than yourself. You deemed that to be so, anyway.
The varying lights of many colors, warm and cool, and noise greets you steadily. There is no celebration, and no festival. It’s just a city night. A night in any city can not contrast deeply to what is here and lays itself out before you.
As such, your bag remains over your shoulder. Everything had its place in the satchel, and you knew everything was in its place. The slightest shift the bag had in position. The slightest shift in weight - you would know. You would know if someone, anyone, human, though doubtful, or fellow beastman, tried to rid you of your own belongings.
Your own noise gets muffled out by others. Your own scent is almost hard to differentiate between all the others. All the scents from food, fabrics, dyes, artificial and natural- anything, body odor and perfumes clinging to bodies of skin or fur. It’s not overwhelming. To be honest, your nose was almost resistant to a reaction due to some things. You knew how to individually process a smell and a noise from others no matter how invisible it may seem. Untrackable. That’s the word.
Your eyes were deeply lidded, almost feigning fatigue to onlookers. You looked almost vulnerable. Like a small rodent dragging itself away from somewhere to its hideaway instead of a vulpes. An agile, ready to strike at any moment, fox, is what you were not viewed as by the few who just so happen to look and glance your way. Or was it… a cloudy look? A storm dancing away in the pupils and irises in your eyes. That storm just didn’t want to be seen. Not yet.
Contradicting that deep, dark dance in your eyes, you flow with the light wind on your way to Anima City’s Beastman Co-op. A flower’s petal making its journey to the ground in the mist of the summer, its bud ready to bring fruit to a branch. It is only a few minutes and a few seconds before you stand at the top step. The concrete stairs, only made up of four steps before the door.
You knock. Just a simple action. Simple again, as one of the owners, Gem Horner, answers the door. He swung the door so swiftly that it seemed it was going to break off its hinges that latch onto the wooden doorframe.
“Oh, hello!” Gem greets you, sweating with the awkward rush he gave to the door, the knob still in hand.
You greet him, too. With a light smile, “Hello,” you gently reach out your hand, palm up, waiting for a handshake from the man in front of you.
“Right, right,” Gem reciprocates your smile, shaking your hand as initiated by you. “And you would be..? The new guest?” He lets go of your hand, preparing to step out from under the framing of the door.
“Yes, I am.” As you answer, Gem steps away, calling for his wife as he holds the door open for you to get in. You side step him, allowing your bag to come in with you without it catching or knocking into anything. “Thank you,” you give your small gratitude to Gem for his manner of holding the door open for you to pass through.
“Of course,” Gem clucks out.
“Ah, hi! Please, sit on the couch and make yourself comfortable! We’ll have your room sorted shortly,” Melissa, Gem’s wife, takes small steps to you, hand pointing back to the couch in the lobby area.
“Right, of course,” you followed where Melissa had pointed, and walked the short distance to the couch. You turned, only a little, and let your bag slide away and off of you. You caught it as the top of the strap hit your palm, and dropped it by your feet. Placing your hand down on the cushion first as you tilted slightly forward to sit down on the soft, just barely worn couch.
Gem and Melissa followed you with their eyes as they stood close together by the now closed door behind them. Melissa quickly blinked, zoning back into the world around her and Gem. She spinned around to the small shelf that was used for paper storage, and doubled as a shrine to the silver wolf, grabbing the few papers that were stapled together for you to sign and fill out. “Do you have an ID registered in Anima City?” Melissa asks as she walks over to you.
As she does so, Gem shuffles through the keys, trying to find the one that led to the unoccupied room they set aside for you upon your news of coming here shortly.
“I do not. Apologies,” you bow your head in an apology to Melissa as she walks to the couch in front of you on the other side of the coffee table before sliding the papers across it to you.
“Oh, my! No need to apologize! Just head down to the registration office in the morning,” Melissa reasons with you before reassuring you, “You can still fill these out and your room will still be given to you tonight.” Melissa smiles at you, before fumbling, feeling around her pockets to find you a pen. “Here you go,” she laughs lightly at herself, you soon joining in her joys.
“Found it—!” Gem celebrates as he dangles the room key in front of his face before turning back to you and Melissa, “–Ah, sorry?” Gem apologizes before shuffling his feet against the wood flooring, going towards the stairs, jogging up and heading to your about- to- be room.
“It’s– it’s okay,” you let out to Gem before he fully makes it up the stairs in a small fit of giggles, the back of one of your hands covers your mouth, as you reach for the pen Melissa lets roll on the table, sliding the papers towards yourself, as well.
Melissa still giggles as you. You both quiet down after only a few moments, smiles sticking to both of your faces.
All that can really be heard are the small sighs of breathlessness you two take, the small click of the clock hands moving, and pen against paper as you sign, check, and fill things out in all the right places. You read everything closely so as to not miss even one needed signature, and even the smallest detail in the already printed text.
It was already getting late, almost reaching 9:30pm and from the long day behind you, it was only natural for the small, tired sting to grab at your eyes as you finished filling out the last page. Gem, soon coming back down, ready to give you your copy of the room key.
As he reaches out his hand, key resting in his palm, you take it into your own hands, “Thank you.” You smile at him one last time for the night, handing the papers back to Melissa.
“Your room is just on the third floor, at the end of the hallway. It’s the best we could do for now,” Gem explains to you as you begin to stand up, looking at him as he verbally guides you. You grab the strap of your bag, taking it off the ground as you listen to him.
“I understand,” you walk around Gem, stopping to turn and stand near the coffee table, “Goodnight,” you give a farewell to Gem and Melissa. They echo out your goodbye, watching you leave before looking back to each other, going back to their own business and matters.
You walk towards the stairs, taking one step after the other to the top - the beginning of the second floor. Turning around the newel post, going up another flight of stairs. Now to the beginning of the third flood.
Turning, and twisting the key into the door, and with the light clunk of the lock, you wonder in the mostly vacant room. It’s a little more than decent size.
A queen bed right by a big window; it wasn’t a ceiling- to- floor- window big. But more on the wider than taller side. A light brown wood for the cold, stained, wooden floor, and a soft shade of orange painted on the walls. A couch almost in the middle of the room right along with a coffee table. A T.V. right across from it and a fake fireplace right under it. A desk and a dresser line the opposite wall, a darker wood used compared to the floors. The same goes for the two night stands on either side of the bed, as well as the bed frame. The bed did not have the classic white - everything: comforter, sheets, pillows that were more than stiff, and pillow cases. They had color, and it looked nice.
The Beastman Co-op is only supposed to be a temporary home for new Anima citizens. Even with the light sting begging your eyes to close, you do not sleep. Not yet, at least. You let yourself fall onto the springy bed, bouncing a little from the small impact. Your bag, still on your person, laying with you on the mattress.
All you do is lay there in wonder, mindlessly fiddling with your bag in any area that catches your fingernails. You sigh, exhaustion slowly clawing its way from the very tips of your toes to the very top of your head, and you let it. It is carving its way to your eyes and playing images in your head as your eyelids begin to flutter. You began to drift off.
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You awake with a BANG coming from beyond the ceiling to your room. Then a rumble of something being pushed to the other side of it. You have a noisy upstairs neighbor, that is for one thing. One that shocked you awake with a bang of something falling. Something big. And muffled yelling.. Muffled in the sense of, you can’t make out what they are saying to one another. Or what one is saying to the other, but that does not make it any less loud.
Sighing, you sit up rather too quickly from laying down, staring at the ceiling. Grabbing your forehead, you moan in annoyance. You stand up just before your dizzy spell dissipates from your head. Stumbling only slightly, you look back to the bed— your bed, side eyeing your bag. It wouldn’t hurt to look half way decent before giving your upstairs neighbor an unrequested QnA. So you reach for your bag, digging through to find what you need; toothbrush, toothpaste, deodorant, the works; before going to the room above yours.
What a way to start your morning.
You ran into– or rather saw the Mayor of Anima city just as she was about to knock on the door of the room directly above yours. “Uh, good morning,” you say to her, sleep still barely etching itself in your voice. You wave, small and slow. The movement barely having any movement at all.
“Good morning to you,” Mayor Rose speaks to you, a smile shows on her face. A gentle one, but her eyes barely squint because of it.
Alan, Shirou, Byakuya, Nagito, Kokichi with Reader that is like Sonic.
-I’m a gaming nerd, I like your blog and have a nice day 💙💙💙
Alan Sylvastia, Shirou Ogami, Byakuya Togami, Nagito Komaeda, Kokichi Ouma X Reader who is like Sonic from Sonic The Hedgehog
CW: Shirou Spoilers??? I dunno man.
(OOC: Thanks for the request! I loved writing for what is basically a Sonic!Reader. I decided to base it on Modern Sonic, if that's fine.)
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Alan Sylvastia
Safe to say, he's impressed.
Although he's seen beastmen with similar scale abilities, he sure hasn't seen one as fast as you are.
This causes intrigue within him.
He tries to use your powers for experiments for his company. Nothing unethical, just some measures of your energy.
Of course, he loves you too.
He wants to spend all of the time he can with you.
He still finds a way to be the dominant one in the relationship, despite your personality.
Shirou Ogami
Again, he's seen beastmen with powers on a similar scale to yours.
He's even able to catch up to you, funny enough.
He makes 100% sure you use your powers for good.
Also, he has you run errands for the beastman co-op.
He does take you up on challenges, just because he wants some action in his old man bones dammit.
Your activity has him internally swooning for you.
One of his favorite things to do is to lead you to big romantic date setups at fancy restaurants. It makes him Flustered to see your reactions.
Byakuya Togami
He is attracted to you, but he's full of regret too.
When you're really kicking up a storm, he has to remind you to “stop acting like an informal baboon.”
He still loves you though.
But your cocky personality can get to him.
He wants to prove himself to you. No reason for it, he just feels like he needs to.
He often fails. But you don't shame him for it.
In fact, you love him for his attempts. He tries, and he tries for you.
Above all, he wants you to be happy with him.
Nagito Komaeda
Nagito notices your attitude, but really doesn't care.
He doesn't take challenges seriously. Because he will never beat you.
He thinks that he will never be as talented as you.
Of course, as soon as you catch on, you do everything in your power to make sure he knows that, while he may not be as fast or as powerful as you, he is more than enough.
He loves watching you. It's one of the best things he's ever watched.
You're one of the best things he's looked at.
He says your talents bring hope not only to him, but to others.
Kokichi Ouma
“Wow, you've got some speed! I could use you to take out my enemies.”
Of course, he jokes about using you in his “Supreme leader” job.
You love challenging each other to do things.
You're almost like 2 bros, as opposed to lovers.
But, you're still lovers through and through.
“Ooh, that face, I'm jealous! I just wanna kiss you right now.”
He admires you. And he loves to see you flustered.
He takes every opportunity he can to compliment you, and give you praise.
He means it, though. Despite the fact that his main goal is to Fluster you.
You two are a great match. This is sure to go on for a while
