everything is x reader and is multi fandom, some are gender neutral—this year we have 19 whole prompts & they here they are, ranging from tame to pretty out there. note: some of these will include dub or noncon, but this will be warned in the post.
week 1:
1st: free use — satoru gojo, suguru geto
2nd: medical exam — nurse kenjaku
3rd: power imbalance — levi ackerman
4th: dreams — bill cipher
6th: mushrooms — sovereign spaw
week 2:
8th: foursome — multiple mahito
9th: mirrors — lae’zel
10th: lactation — fem!sukuna
11th: brain riding — kenjaku’s brain
13th: double penetration — true form sukuna
week 3:
15th: shower — shoko ieiri
17th: breeding kink — choso kamo
18th: monsters — my oc/demon incubus
20th: pegging — makima
week 4:
22nd: period sex — toji fushiguro
24th: humiliation — naoya zenin
27th: trapped — pyramid head
29th: voyeurism — L
31st: roots/vines — hanami
fully completed! you can find the links on ao3 as well — ao3 series link • 2025 version
Summary: You've aligned yourself with Geto and the disaster curses, but the one you care most about is Hanami
Tags/Warnings: Hanami x GN!Reader, fluff, spa day, pampering, pruning, Hanami referred to with fem pronouns, human!reader, I don’t know how to tag fics like this it’s just cute, reader gets sunburn
Word Count: 919
For my beloved @fanaticsnail, and for the first collab event I've ever organised
Notes: I did my best with describing the sunburn as neutral as possible to apply to a variety of skin tones. I hope the description I landed on feels like it works - if it doesn’t, please tell me! I always want to improve on this particular area of my works
There wasn’t many moments of true peace when you were preparing for what would ultimately be a war.
A war against the very people that should’ve been yours, and yet they had never accepted you, not once in your long life. From being born into a non-sorcerer family and treated as a freak, to being outcasted at Jujutsu Tech, unable to connect with your peers, to not even having many friends in your adult life. Who’d have thought you’d find companionship with curses? Or, rather, with Geto Suguru, one of the humans working alongside them to common goals, wanting to make a better world. You wanted that too, you were fairly sure, even if neither of their visions quite aligned with yours.
You wanted a world where plant life was able to grow more freely, given the respect and room to grow that it deserved. People had worked so hard to advance and didn’t care for the world around them as they did it, indiscriminately destroying everything beautiful, deserving of preservation. Surely, for that, some punishment was deserved?
Or that was what you told yourself.
It was easier to believe in the mission on days where you were left alone with Hanami. A cursed spirit born from the pains of the planet that you specifically sought to cure. Of course, she didn’t trust you at first, and why would she? No human was worth her trust, they were all involved in the machine that was killing what was dear to her. Then, one day, she chose to tolerate you and you were given a chance to show her your cursed technique. You knelt in a patch of dead grass, fingers dragging through the soft blades, and as it went the ground around you was revitalised, small flowers blooming amongst the greenery. You looked up at her with a smile, and though she said nothing, you got the sense that at least she was intrigued.
Over a period of weeks, she seemed to become more and more interested in you, in what you were capable of and what your goals were. You were always patient, careful to answer her questions as best you could. And slowly but surely, you became almost.. friends.
Which led you to the current day.
It wasn’t often that things were peaceful in your life anymore, but for once you had some downtime. You, Hanami and Dagon were the only people left in your little base, and frankly you weren’t entirely sure where Dagon was, so it very much felt like just you and Hanami. Your fingers brushed over the divide between grass and sand while Hanami sat beneath a tree, shielding her from the oppressive sun.
“Something the matter, my flower?” You asked her with a small smile, and where previously she’d have scolded you for the nickname, she just grunted.
“I am getting overgrown.” She remarked, looking down at mossy hands, extra smaller branches growing from her joints. You watched as her hand flexed, or tried to, struggling with the overgrowth.
“Would you let me help you with that?” You softly asked.
You knew it was a big thing to ask from her given her stance on humans, and yet after a moment, she offered you her hand. The two of you worked quietly together on slowly making your way around her large body, tending to any spots limiting her mobility or causing discomfort, your hands always gentle, bordering on reverent. You’d never do anything to hurt her.
“Will that be okay?” You asked her, gently pulling away a final moss patch that had been growing uncomfortably around her throat.
“I believe so,” Hanami confirmed, glancing herself over, “thank you.. sorcerer.”
“Of course.”
You returned to the seat you’d previously been occupying without a word. You were able to feel Hanami’s eyes on you, but you offered no commentary, simply remaining quiet as you let her process whatever she was feeling and how she wanted to proceed. Human nature was out of her depth, and words so often followed suit.
So, rather than speaking, you felt it as a small plant sprouted beneath one of your hands, resting against the floor behind you to hold your body up at an incline. You lifted your hand to allow it to properly bloom, and found an aloe plant beneath. You looked at your skin, the slight shift in colour over your shins where they rested on the sand, right under the angry glare of the sun. Dagon was bad at controlling that element of his domain, often making things too hot for you. A smile on your lips, you turned your eyes back to Hanami, fingers running over the aloe plant.
“For me?”
“The sun is not as good for you as it is for the plant life.” She remarked, reaching over to not pluck the aloe plant, but rather gently squeeze it to remove some of the product from inside, tender with it as if the thing could feel pain - maybe it could.
Aloe coated over her fingers, Hanami shifted and began to gently rub it into your skin, pulling your legs out of direct sunlight to help with the burn you’d started to get. The moment was soft, the sort of thing you once would’ve never dreamed of sharing with her. Her hands were gentle, the sort of gentleness you’d only seen her use on the greenery that she adored.
You had to wonder if, just maybe, she could grow to adore you too.
Summary: Flowers in a field mean the world if it’s with Hanami, especially when they choose to be there with you.(Jujutsu Kaisen)
Note: Hanami/Gender Neutral Reader. Dedicated to my inspirational friend @heavenlysnail . I hope you have the tune to enjoy the flowers today, and know you are loved.
Check out the collab here —> Underrated Secret
JJK belongs to Gege Akutami
Nature is a beautiful thing; every bit of it has a soul and life that could easily be worth understanding and protecting. Humans aren't that kind to love for all its parts. You knew that since you were a child. You tried to do whatever your hands were capable of. Whenever you found an area of ruined soil, you did your best to plant flowers and bring back bees and butterflies. It wasn't something you could do often. But you always tried.
You had joined Kenjaku years ago, simply following his request and demand. You hoped his goals would result in some change, or at least make it easier to help with your own personal hopes.
You were sure no one felt the same as you. No classmate in school wanted to spend their weekends caring for species in the woods, no family member was willing to help you turn abandoned land back into their original nature…
Until you met them.
Hanami was a part of Mahito's group, a collection of cursed spirits that Kenjaku had teamed up with for a goal. Hanami didn't seem particularly interested in you as a human, and they wanted to eliminate you for destroying the Earth.
But in a way, they also desired the Earth to be cared for. The same one you tried over and over to help.
"Hanami.." You gathered the courage to say, "I'm going to plant wildflower seeds in an area that was ruined and barren to help bring it back to the way it was. Would…" The words tingled on your tongue, "Would you like to join me?"
Hanami looked at you, not replying for a moment. Your heart was pounding in your chest. Your hands started to collect sweat as you tried not to squeeze the life out of the flower seeds selected based on the climate, the local native fauna and what could grow best in the disturbed soil.
"Alright," Hanami said. They agreed.
To spend time with you. Not by force.
Your heart basically exploded as you started to ramble about the location, the unfortunate actions taken by humans that left the area desolate in the first place. It was basically a date, right? Just without the clear-cut title.
When you both arrived, the sun was setting on the horizon, painting the area in a gold haze. You opened your backpack and took out the various seeds that you had put into recycled shakers to shake them all over the exposed ground.
Hanami stood still as you started to drop seeds over any barren spot you could find. Slowly, they outstretched their arm; hand flexing slightly. You turned back to see color suddenly swallow your surroundings, a circle of flowers painting the scenery like a work of art.
"Here," Hanami said. They made no move to get closer. There you stood, in the middle of a flower field, of such beautiful flowers. Your heart pounded as one flower stood out among the rest. A small, cursed flower…one that had the eye color you always say in the mirror. Footsteps slowly got closer as you turned to meet them.
There you stood, only feet away. Hanami was looking in your direction, as you still relaxed among the wafting smells of flowers and the golden hue starting to finally settle into the pinks and purples of sunset.
Hanami slowly reached out and grabbed a stray petal that had settled on your hair, letting it fall back to the ground to continue the cycle of nature; to feed another part of the Earth.
A smile crawled over your face, the red dusting your cheeks could've been seen as the effect of the horizon. But in truth….you realized you had a deep love for nature.
As long as nature included Hanami.
And you could only hope there was a dose of tolerance toward you.
Synopsis: A rare afternoon where autumn slowly shifted to winter had a vulnerability shared between you and the cursed spirit you had come to love. You knew Hanami cared for you; you just didn't know the extent of how much they truly did until the rarity held more surprises than you ever thought possible.
Themes: Hanami x gn!reader, she/they used for Hanami interchangedly, no pronouns used for reader, established friendship bordering on love, love confession, adoration, gentleness, fluff, minor allusions self-harm (pruning), plant-centric nicknames used for both Hanami and reader.
Notes: Hanami is one of my favourite JJK characters. I just find their strong design and the fact they're so, incredibly soft spoken just really, insanely beautiful. I hope you enjoy reading!
The sun beamed through the skyline and between each of the remaining leaves on the autumn branches. Every whisper of wind held that bite of winter echoing the promised cold from the sea, whipping against your skin and forcing your eyes to water. Despite the chill, the warmth from the lap you were resting your head against took the pain from every cruel lashing made by winter.
Hanami's hands were busy, that much was noticed. You couldn't care less while you used their lap as your resting place in the small patch of green in the garden area of the high-rise's rooftop. You were comfortable. More comfortable than you had been since joining the man masquerading as your old classmate, Suguru Geto. Now within this cultish menagerie of cursed users, cursed spirits, and trained sorcerers; you had never truly felt the peace that you yearned for until Hanami opened themselves up to your kindness.
Hanami was guarded, her heart closed and exterior more icy than the breeze prickling your arms and frosting your fingertips. But past those borders, she was everything you could ever wanted in a partner. Despite your sorcerer training, every ounce of your body refused to harm a single follicle on her body: including the need to exorcize her.
"You are uncomfortable," Hanami's voice called to you without her lips moving. Your eyes fluttered open, gazing up at her with a doe-ish concern. Hanami's branches trembled in the wind, their chin angling in a way to ensure you had their full attention, focussing on your smaller frame with their body.
"Oh? I-I'm happy to move-," you began, assuming they were referrnig to your head on their thigh. As you moved away from her body, she placed her remaining arm on your collar and gently coaxed you back down to rest against her.
"-No," they whispered, "I was suggesting you were feeling uncomfortable." Their thumb traced gentle circles into your skin to ease you into sharing their warmth again. "Your eyes were watering, your brow was forming a deep frown, and your body was beginning to tremble. You were not making me uncomfortable, you, yourself, are uncomfortable."
"Oh," you utter sheepishly. A small, bashful smile resumed up your cheeks while you eased back into your comfortable position. They were leaning against the wall; the sun was slowly streaking threads of gold across their face and upper body. Every moment you spend gazing up at Hanami from your position on their lap, the longer you felt that swell in your heart and choke in your throat.
"Is it the cold that's making you uncomfortable?" Hanami tilted their head and slowly moved their hand from your collar to your heart, "The first sound of winter is whispering in the leaves. Let... If... Allow me..." Her hand left your body and moved to the cloth shielding her shoulder. Giving the material a gentle tug, she removed it and draped it over your belly and thighs, "Does this aid in taking the chill from you?"
The gentleness of their words took your breath away, causing you to slowly reach up and caress the shoulder bud revealed to you. Every part of Hanami intrigued you: from her branches to her skin, her flowers to her muscles. They were art to you. The perfect combination of innocence and protector wrapped in vines and branches.
"Yes, thank you, Hanami," you whispered softly while relaxing into the warmth of her cloth, "And I know we need winter before the spring. It's just part and parcel of how the world works. Every wrap around the sun goes the same way. It just gets cold all the way up here, that's all." You felt the chill slowly leave you and your body completely relaxed, "I am happy to wait for the warmth again when it comes."
"You are very patient," they hummed down at you with amusement, "If... If you stay very still, I can attempt…" Their pale hand moved to cover your eyes, aiding your lids to close in comfort, "…To show you a sign of things to come. But you must promise me you will not open your eyes. Can you do that, little sorcerer?"
"Can I trust you not to hurt me?" you asked them. Despite fully giving yourself over to their whims, humouring them with your complete surrender, you still wanted to ensure you knew where you stood. Hanami took a moment to think, pondering their response and gently stroking their thumbs over your eyes. In the silence, their answer slowly breathed promises down to you.
"I would never hurt you," their voice smiled to you, "And your trust will also be safeguarded while I sit here alongside you." With her reassurance, you kept your eyes closed, "Or, beneath you, rather... Currently both beneath and above you." That prompted a low, hum-like chuckle from your throat - a sentiment echoed with their own accompaniment. Your senses pricked and vibrated while you felt the softest motions from above you.
Temptation brewed in your chest the longer you heard rustles and flutters from above. You could've sworn you heard her gasp or groan in mild pain, but that could just be the leaves rustling and falling from the tree beside you on the roof of the high-rise. A few moments of silence passed between you while you waited patiently for her voice to warm your heart once more.
Slowly, simply, and as quiet as she was the first time you met her: you felt something soft lay itself across your forehead and glide like silk on your skin. Your eyes darted behind your eyelids as your brow furrowed in concentration, your mind racing with the possibilities of what exactly they were doing to you.
"I chose the moniker, 'Hanami', for a reason," they hummed sweetly down at you, "Do you know what it means?"
"I assumed it meant 'cherry tree' or 'flower viewing', my garden," you hummed to match her tone, still with your eyes closed, "Am I close?" Her voice reverberated with a chuckle deep in her diaphragm, which sounded closer to a giggle than anything else.
"It is specifically in reference to blossom viewing, and my appreciation and love for the first bloom of spring," they clarified, "You may open your eyes now... Please." Their soft plea was accompanied by a gentle tap on your cheek, prompting you to open your eyes with haste. You could barely see the pink and white petals gracing your forehead, opting instead to narrow in on the several flowers blooming on Hanami's eye branches.
"…Hanami…"
"Of all of the blossoms I could ever produce or grow within the manipulation of my domain," Hanami cooed down at you, her lips still unmoving while her voice was spreading, "You are more beautiful... The most beautiful... Of all, my flower."
The pink and white buds slowly shook to life on her branches, mirroring the crown she donned on your brow. The warmth of the promise of spring echoed in her motions, her flowers melting away from the branches with the next wind to blow them away. Despite her flowers leaving her head, the ones she placed on yours remained firmly on your forehead, crowning you with their presence and marking you as theirs.
"You grew these? For me?" you asked bashfully, letting emotion settle into your waterline and swell over your cheeks. Her thumbs moved to swipe them from you, hushing you with their honeyed words.
"I bloomed them for you. Mostly in gratitude for your patience not only generally, but your patience and kindness for me. I feel… Seen… When I am with you," they clarified before curling their torso inwards. Their branches kissed your head, their forehead barely pressing against your own while they held you so tenderly, "When we pass through the winter and into the spring, I want nothing more than to view the bloom of every blossom, all with the most beautiful one's hand holding my own." You couldn't help but close your eyes and lean into their touch.
Hanami had no lips to kiss with. Their shape and form held no growth for such a dismissive muscle. They supposed the formulation of their spirit saw no purpose in producing them, not believing they could ever love something enough to have the need to kiss.
While they held you in this moment, feeling your body close like this, touching like this; all they could think about was the knowledge that this was as close to kissing you intentionally as they ever could.
Crowning you in themselves, marking you as theirs, and holding your head within their branches while avoiding the bite of winter: Hanami carved every second of this into their memory. Finally pulling away, you held the space to look into their branches with every ounce of love within your heart. Hanami did the same in her own way, tilting her head to the side in a way to see more of you.
"Thank you, my garden," you smiled, "I look forward to sharing your spring with you after the winter."
"And I you, my little flower," they smiled in return, "More than anything, I want only to share in that moment with you. Do you..." Hanami moved a little more to slide you more comfortably on their lap, "...Wish to remain up here for much longer, or would you prefer we leave the chill and retire indoors?"
The wind moved with that same bite earlier, yet the whips felt like strokes of a brush on a delicate canvas than the harsh clash you felt earlier. Despite it all, you and Hanami remained in sharing that warmth and gentleness wrapped in linen and delicate words. You pondered her words and grew a slow crawl of an equally warm smile across your lips.
"Just... Just wait a while longer, if that's okay. Just for a little while. Then we can go inside."
"I will learn to be as patient as you while we sit in the chill, my little flower. Just... For you."
Thank you for reading! If you enjoy this, please check out my masterlist for other JJK fics, my monsterlist pinned at @sultrysnail for original content, or my one piece masterlist pinned at @fanaticsnail.
⋆˚꩜｡ bane! sukuna who is obsessed with strength - when he challenges anyone, they all fold in submission. Except for you, "Batman". You have taken him up on those challenges time and time again. Sometimes, you beat him at the game, and, sometimes, he wrecks you. Either way, you get up and try again, continually pushing against him. In his eyes, there is no fighter so stupidly honorable and determined in the whole world, though he personally has no value for "honor".
⋆˚꩜｡ commissioner gordon! nanami who spends many sleepless nights waiting for you on the rooftop of the Gotham Police Department. He hates working overtime, but, when it comes to you, he will do it. When you come, he tries to not let it take him by surprise, but you are always so quiet. So intimidating. He tries to not let it shake him because he knows, deep down, you're not the mask you wear every night. Beneath the surface there is a good man. When you leave, he tries to not let it disappoint him, but you always leave without another word. Had any other person constantly burned him, he may have been a bit more upset at their lack of professionalism, someone rude, someone unnecessarily dismissive. But not you. You are mystique. He knows you value him, and so still he waits for your appearing and disappearing act every night.
⋆˚꩜｡ scarecrow! shoko who is so bored. Bored and tired of every one and everything. Of work at Arkham where her colleagues and "patients" dismiss and look down on her, of teaching at her alma mater Gotham University where she was ostracized and forgotten throughout her undergraduate studies, of the social interactions where she knows no one thinks of her as important or worth remembering. None of them realized that she had the key to changing the future of psychiatric rehabilitation. Though a relatively foreign emotion to her, she realized that fear was the most effective treatment. Now, a mere glance into her tired eyes wreck the most difficult patients at Arkham into shaking, quivering messes. And she doesn't limit her treatments to when she is Dr. Ieiri. She follows the example of someone else by donning a costume herself. Someone who doesn't need glucocorticoids and sympathomimetic drugs to instill fear into the city.
⋆˚꩜｡ clayface! mahito who was once a petty criminal working for Kenjaku. He had always hated the world and shunned it, taking up the life as an assassin easily. Using those connections, he escaped an easy conviction in Gotham; however, leading District Attorney Higurama to chase him down in an attempt of vigilante justice. In an accident involving the DA and Batman, Mahito lost the ability to control his body, leaving him with a scarred, unstable, pale white form. This caused him to develop a severe obsession with the Batman - an obsession lying between misplaced appreciation and desire for vengeance.
⋆˚꩜｡ poison ivy! hanami who was born from the Earth a birch sapling. Hanami who grows up in the Gotham area, exposed to the dangers a sprawling metropolitan area has to nature: pollutants, flora upheaval, logging. With continued chemical runoff pollution, they slowly became mutated and aware of the harm humans posed to nature. Hanami developed a large, forceful body and became determined to be nature's protector via eco-terrorism. However, a certain, idiotic person keeps getting in the way. Hanami doesn't want to fight you; why do you force them to treat you as your people have been treating theirs? With brutality and violence? Can't you see why they are doing this?
.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.
what if instead of breaking batmans back in a bad way, bane! sukuna broke batmans back in a freaky way 🤔🤔🤔
also oops another batman reader song rec linked in photo !! 🙈🙈 god im so embarrassed howd tat get there !!! its serpentskirt by cocteau twins
ʚ summary: You unlike many other humans actually care about nature such as why you had your own garden which you grow all kinds of vegetables and flowers but hanami wouldn't let that go unnoticed...
ʚ warnings: slight mature & sexual themes - female reader - female hanami - unprotected sex - dirty talk - language - violence - mentions of obsessive behaviour - sub/dom mentions - lesbians - smut and fluff :3
ʚ prior: due to the results of the second jjk underrated character poll here's the winner:
☘︎HANAMI
20:30 PM, you've spent the usual routine of lovingly taking care of the plants around your house's small garden, you tried planting a few more seed to potentially welcome some new plants into the garden, and now it's time to relax and enjoy the simple life of taking care of nature and living comfortably while doing so.
you slowly stood up before dusting your gardening apron as you took it off along side your groves, you didn't even realize you were sweating slightly, yet you smiled determiningly as you hoped your labour and hard work would be more than worth it once you get to see the plants you worked hard on grow into beautiful flowers and vegetables as the months will pass by, you barely made it to the front door of your house before you felt a powerful presence coming towards you slowly, you felt an intense gaze on you as it approached.
you ever so slightly turn around to peek at the possible threat to your life, only to see a curse standing merely inches away from you, you flinched at the sudden approach as you took a step back, fearful yet trying desperately to remain calm. hanami seemed to harmless so far. doing nothing but gaze into your small form through the eyes she didn't posses. When the Spirit is now in front of you, her first move is... to give you a light headpat? a strange but affectionate gesture, as if she's rewarding you for something.
"A human who truly loves nature and wishes for nature to not be harmed? A very rare sight coming from humanity itself, I am Hanami. You might think of me as something along the lines of a Cursed Spirit or a ghost. I do not care if you believe in either." Hanami speaks in a deep and husky tone of voice yet her voice seemed to be the only give away to her potential gender. as if she's trying not to scare you away from just seeing her, she looks... empathetic, and she seems to try her best to act like a human to communicate with you, but perhaps she only does that because of your shared love for nature, you don't know if she's malicious towards other humans or humanity in general, but perhaps, for now, conversing with her would be an interesting thing.
"Hanami?...." that was the only word you managed to utter out of your mouth, seemingly to be in a state of sock or admiration, it's hard to tell.
"indeed, i am hanami. the protector of nature, and with it, anything but a threat to you." She repeated almost as if tolerating your foolishness. Her hand reached out slowly before cupping your face in her single hand, Her touch, while gentle, sent a shiver down your spine. Her grip was firm yet light as if she feared to accidentally break you, and you could feel a surge of warmth emanating from her hand, making your shiver feel like pure comfort. And with that, her thumb brushed across your lower lip, giving it a gentle caress before she withdrew her hand.
this might be a good start to a lovely friendship or maybe more...
the only few noises that can be heard from out of your room is faint moans and muffled whimpers, you couldn't surpass your moans as you felt hanami's thick fingers slide in and out of your soaked up pussy repeatedly, your back pressed against her board chest as she had you trapped within her lap as she thrusted her fingers so deep inside of you, firm yet gentle enough not to hurt you while rearranging your guts with her rigged fingers as she ever so slight stuffed a third finger into your aching cunt before she spoke, making sure your fragile little body wasn't overwhelmed by her size "are you doing alright, human?....."
all you managed to utter out in respond was a faint 'yes' that she caught between your moans of pleasure, your grip on her forearm for support as you felt your potential orgasm approach you started slightly moving your hips to accommodate her finger movements that are rutting inside of you firmly, grinding against her hand as you eagerly chased your orgasm, and that didn't go unnoticed by hanami "are you feeling good?...."
"y-yes...hanami!...please don't stop..a little more!" you mewled out in pleasure as you finally reached your limit hard, soaking her thick fingers in your cum as your body trembled from the aftermath of your hard orgasm, she slowly withdrew her fingers from inside of you before she pulled you even more into her lap, holding you within a gentle embrace, her other hand stroking your hair as you took your time to recover from the intense experience
"you did well, Human..."
Made by: @toga-003
an: this is the winner of the underrated poll character which I did previously, feel free to request new jjk character who never gotten enough love, join the next poll
Hello!! I hope you're doing great💕 I was wondering if I could get a jjk match up?
I'm a 19, bisexual female. I'm 6', chubby and pale asf. I have shoulder length black hair and gray-greenish eyes. For the most time I'm shy/timid in the beginning, but once you get to know me I tend to be loud, crack jokes and I'm very caring and protective towards those whom I love. I'm INFJ. I love reading, taking walks, cuddling and eating uwu I dislike dishonest and arrogant people 🙈 my hobbies including writing, drawing and cooking/baking. I work as a horse groom.
I hope this isn't too much! Have a lovely day!💕
Hi freyjasfenrir! I’m doing great, thank you! I hope you’re doing well too :) And don’t worry if it’s too much, you’re perfectly fine!
Also including your message: Hii!! I just saw that I missed including my love languages in my request, it's physical touch and quality time!! Sorry about that🙈
I match you with..
TAKUMA INO
I know he’s not the most popular character but please hear me out. You two match each other’s energy so well. He’s earnest, he’s optimistic, he’s humble, and he’s reliable. Basically, he’s a dedicated lover. He can have a tough look in his eyes so it contrasts the softness of your own appearance, especially when you’re feeling timid or shy.
He absolutely adores how caring and funny you can be once he breaks through your shell, and he’d do anything to make you laugh. You are both rather protective and fixate on doing what’s right, and it kind of becomes a friendly competition between you two. There is anything and everything for you two to talk and joke about. Overall, your relationship is very fun, energetic, and positive.
Headcanons:
He’s a bit of a party man and is likely more outgoing than you, but he thinks your shy nature is extremely cute the first time you met him. Not to mention he was transfixed on your eyes. They’re just so pretty to him.
He’s just a few years older than you, but it’s easy for him to seem like a younger brother, especially with the height difference. You’re naturally caring too, and it makes him soft inside.
Ino is very liberal with his hugs and can come off as clingy, but he just really loves to cuddle with you. He likes being the big spoon because he wants to be the one to bring you comfort. He feels a strong sense of responsibility as your boyfriend.
His favorite times with you are when you’re walking outside together, your pinkies linked together and eventually, your fingers intertwined.
When you’re writing, he would come up to you and ask if he could read it. Sometimes you’ll both make random comments about your writing. Would 10/10 be your personal hype man.
If he can reach, he also likes to rest his chin on your shoulder to watch you draw too. The close proximity is comforting to him.
Other potential matches:
Kasumi Miwa
Miwa isn’t the most confident person, and she can feel a lot of pressure and responsibility because of her financial status. With this in mind, she can be attached to you because she feels like she can rely on you, and she feels safe with you. She would probably go looking for you when she has free time. She also enjoys doing your hobbies together, especially baking.
Hanami
This gentle giant likes how caring you are and how you care for your horses. Hanami might look intimidating or even downright scary, but they’re one of the kindest curses to ever exist. The way you protect and stand up for your friends and the people you love is admirable to them. You personality is vibrant and warm to them, and you might just show them the value of humanity.
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I hope this was alright!
Please look over this post before submitting a matchup request :) Thanks!
plot: when you said that you wanted to be one with nature, this wasn’t quite what you meant, not that you minded at all — themes: monster fucking, smut, f!reader, roots as tentacles, soft hanami — w.c: 700ish
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You were lying in a soft patch of grass on a warm spring day; the silky blades of lush greenery tickling against your skin as your vision otherwise flooded with an endless sea of blue from the clear skies ahead. Nature was calming, you thought, so maybe Hanami was right—maybe you should be doing this more often, after all—reconnecting with it, that is.
Her suddenly involved presence was far from subtle as you felt something brush against your leg, recognising the sensation of one of her roots. You didn’t protest it, feeling the coarsely snaking vines brush against your skin, curling and twisting around your ankle and up towards the innermost part of your legs.
You couldn’t help but react with a shuddered shiver, unable to deny that whenever she made an appearance, that you couldn’t quite surrender to curiosity again and again.
Softer stems adorned with flowering buds sprouted from the roots, churning and writhing towards your sensitive skin. Hanami had managed to close the gap since then, revealing her pale form loom before you, her voice taking on an almost calming tone, “Are you feeling better?” she asked, or at least you were certain she did. It took a while for you to comprehend the words she spoke but now you were almost certain that you had accomplished some fluency.
With a lazy nod, she seemed content with your response. You relaxed even further as you felt her vines constrict around your body, almost giving way to a possessive grip. The organic tendrils of spearing greenery explored every inch of your body, mingling with every soft curve of your skin. The sensation was equal parts thrilling and terrifying, sending freezing shivers down your spine as the sensations grew all the more overwhelming and harder to ignore.
Feeling your hands ball fists against the grass as your fingernails dug in towards the dirt, you arched your back as the touch soon grew almost invasive. Gliding around with explorative wonder, her vines delved deeper, driving themselves into your core—pulsating, swelling and even twisting inside of you—forging a unique pleasure that you hadn’t yet experienced before.
Hanami was feeling braver today; much more bold and although you weren’t resistant and even welcoming… such a claim over your body felt almost possessive from her, like she wasn’t about to let you go.
Choosing not to question it for now, you allowed for her hands to hover over your body and produce more roots and more vines that she had navigated through the ground, bursting from the earth and spiralling around you to keep you locked in place. The sensation was almost intoxicating; feeling as the tiny ticklish buds danced over your skin, feeling as the tight, constricting tendrils kept you so perfectly confined.
She kept you just like this; her expression as ever a blank slate as always, not giving away a single hint of her true feelings. All you could do was endure and trust that she had the best intentions in mind for you, allowing her to continue her relentless exploration of your body until finally… you felt a shift. The shift, in fact. Picking up on what this meant immediately, Hanami drove herself in and over your flesh however best she could, practically milking the pleasure clean out of your form. Your heart raced as you tried to focus on everything all at once, unable to do so as the vining movements intensified, hurtling almost violent, perhaps forceful out of you. The combination of tickling buds quivering over your clit and the throbbing, almost feverish pistoning into your near spent cunt was reaching the point of no return.
With one final powerful movement up against your hilt and the correct pressure over your clit, you finally came undone in the most intense way. Much to your delight but also pain, Hanami did not pause as she milked the pleasure from your body, prolonging the climax and forcing your body to almost ache with bliss.
At long last, she then pulled away, laying flat beside you over the grass. Slowly, she wrapped her strong arms around your more delicate form, reeling you in close as she commanded for the roots to now instead gently press around you instead, like a hug.
The air was warm and you were exhausted, though happily falling asleep right beside her, intent on proving again and again, that not all humans are keen bent on destruction.
