the devs dropped the coordinates of Hotarubi. OF Darkwick. how did i not realize this earlier im such an idiot.
and so to save y'all the time, i input the coordinates into Google Maps.
sorry if it's a bit blurry, i swear tumblr is messing with the pixels or smt 😭
really near the Rainbow Bridge, huh?? 👀
and i did a bit of research, the island itself is called 第六台場 (Dairoku Daiba) and it's restricted to the public. Apparently it used to be an island to launch cannons to incoming ships because the Edo government got cautious when Perry came, and it's restricted because it's home to various wildlife and the buildings are weathered and has a danger of collapsing. essentially, no one is allowed to enter, and there is no way to get in or out. (no boat rides, no bridges)
Your jaw dropped as you took in the endless racks of clothes, along with multiple floor-to-ceiling cabinets filled with every kind of shoe in this world.
“Cutie, this is just one room,” Jo raised an eyebrow in amusement, her chuckle ringing like bells.
“There’s more?!”
“Of course,” she said smoothly as she walked over to a door in the corner, opened it, and reached for the light switch. “This is where I keep the large outfits— costumes and ball gowns and such.”
Ball gowns?!?!?!
“Alright.” You stood with both hands on your hips, feigning a look of haughtiness. “Where do you keep your suits of armor?”
“Oh, the armor is underground, along with the expensive jewelry and weapons, you know, like crowns and swords,” the ghoul replied nonchalantly, flicking away a speck of dust that was on the sleeve of a gorgeous ombre feathery dress with gigantic sleeves.
You blinked. “What?”
“Yeah, we use a custom elevator that Mio designed, ‘cause the suits of armor can be super heavy, especially the ones from the medieval ages.”
Now you were completely speechless.
Jo took one look at your expression and burst into laughter. She grabbed your hand and pulled you into the multitude of clothes even further.
“Come on! There’s a gown I think would be perfect for you!”
After an hour of trying on multiple gowns, each of them getting more voluptous and crazy than the last, Jo decided that it was tea time and promptly led you to what she called a “break room”.
“The name is very fitting,” you said, raising an eyebrow at the single couch, coffee table, mini fridge, popcorn machine, and a vinyl player along with a cabinet stocked with vinyls.
She rolled her turqoise eyes right back at you, then gestured towards the couch.
“Sit right here, cutie. I’ve got some tea leaves that Tohma recommended to me.”
The tea was golden and smelled amazing. Along with the biscuits and popcorn, it tasted heavenly, you thought, as you leaned back against the cushions.
“There’s one thing that I think would absolutely suit you,” Jo mused, twirling her blonde hair.
“Is it a sword?”
“No… but to think of it, a sword would suit you too,” she chuckled. “Let me get it for you.”
“The sword?!”
“Oh, no!” Jo colled as she exited the room. “You just stay and relax there, cutie. I’ll be back with your crown!”
Did she just say crown?!
Jo was gone for approximately 1 minute and 45 seconds. She came back with a multicolor, sparkly, jewel-encrusted crown dangling dangerously from one hand.
“Here, let me set it.”
Walking over, she took the crown and set it on your head with practiced hands, deftly adjusting your hair. She walked around you and nodded in satisfaction.
“How do I look?”
“Like a queen, cutie,” she winked. “There’s a mirror on the inside of these cabinet doors.”
The crown glittered on your head, catching the light and bringing out your features with opulence.
“You know what would match this?” Jo asked.
“What?”
“A ring,” she said evenly, meeting your eyes in the mirror.
You blushed, and then she laughed, the sound beautiful and carefree.
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a/n: this was inspired by this post by @twitter-by-wickhive . we both agree that we want Jo's closet. i mean who the hell wouldn't cause i bet she does in fact has a custom elevator designed and made by Mio. also did i mention that fem!Jo is gorgeous. like guuuuuurl she gorgeous af—
also did i mention now i wanna go on a shopping trip with Jo and Romeo.
You stared at the flames of the campfire, and it looked curiously back at you. As the autumn wind blew leaves off nearby trees, you shivered, wrapping your jacket close. Only about a week had gone since Dionysia had been reinstated, and although you met all the ghouls, there was one that you couldn’t get your mind off.
Shion.
With his gleaming yellow eyes, his seeming obsession with family, and his artefact of playing cards that he pulled out whenever he felt like it and shuffled it around, he was an enigma to you. Having dealt with other ghouls, you thought you’d seen every kind of quirk.
He was a bit different.
You stretched your hands towards the campfire, feeling the warmth on them, when suddenly something was dropped on your head, covering your eyes.
Emitting a sound of surprise, you quickly raised the hat’s brim to see a pair of familiar yellow eyes staring at you.
“Shion?”
The ghoul didn’t reply, just cocking his head at you and assessing you with an unreadable expression.
“Why did you drop your hat on my head?” You questioned.
His midnight hair rustled in the wind. The hat was slightly warm from his body temperature, and your ears were beginning to warm up.
“...ya look good in it.”
Muttering something, he walked away, leaving you confused.
“Wait! Shion! What did you say? Also, your hat!”
You ran up to him, taking off his hat on the way, and held it out to him.
“Keep it.”
“What?”
“I said, keep it.”
He took the hat from your hands, then placed it over your head, smoothing back your hair. His hands were so tender, so domestic, that you could only stare in shock. The Shion Genkai, known for terrorizing students for fun, laughing when they cried, was putting your hair behind your ears and adjusting his hat on your head gently.
When he was done, he nodded, then left you standing there, speechless. The autumn wind blew yet again, swirling the golden-brown leaves. You considered going to Jo's to ask about Shion’s behavior. You also considered whether to go see Yuri if you were hallucinating.
As you stood with Shion’s hat on your head, the sunset illuminating your face, the anomalous campfire chuckled, its flames becoming a little bit brighter.
── ࣪˖ ࣪ ⊹ ࣪ ˖ ──
a/n: this little drabble was inspired by a post by former @/shionbug (now currently @kongozas) that was smt along the lines of "shion going feral when he sees you wearing his hat" and although shion did not go feral, i would like to consider. soft shion. because why not
Cosmic Dolphin, Harmony Sessions, and A Divine Reunion
pairing: Ren x Reader, Zenji x Reader, Sky King x Reader
tags: pure fluff
a/n: guys. i have written the Sky King x Reader fic!! the number of times i giggled and smiled like an idiot while writing this 🤭 i love this man. anyways enjoy!!
Cosmic Dolphin
One thing you really liked about Ren’s room was the number of perfect plushies he had. His favorite, the giant shark, had the perfect amount of bounce and squish, so much so that sometimes you made it into an impromptu pillow when you were sleeping over. Ren always complained after that it “got deformed”, nontheless he still let you have it if you were sleepy.
Other than the shark, he had some other marine creatures too, which was kind of a mystery to you, since you knew his dislike for the ocean.
A small pink octopus sitting in his dresser, multiple scallops that Ren usually put on his lap when he was gaming, a red lobster that was frequently thrown at Haru, and a pink sparkly dolphin patterned like the cosmos, that you’d given him for his birthday.
When you came over to watch movies, you usually hugged the dolphin while Ren hugged the shark (he claimed he wasn’t hugging it, it was just “in a convenient place”). Sometimes you’d get the shark and Ren would have the dolphin, his hand absentmindedly stroking the tail.
And on cold days (or when the heating unit broke down), you’d cuddle against each other, relishing each other’s warmth under the blankets and hoping desperately that the heating would get repaired soon.
As your relationship developed, Ren’s room began to change. Some of your clothes were hung in the closet. He had a spare toothbrush. He placed a basket with tampons and pads in his bathroom. But the most notable change was that the cosmic dolphin plushie was now infused with your scent.
But what you didn’t notice was that when you were on missions and couldn’t come over for an extended period of time, Ren was more prone to cuddling with the dolphin instead of his favorite shark. He didn’t notice he was doing it either.
He was doing it unconsciously, burying his face in the fluffy pink and inhaling the sweet smell with a pang in his chest.
Harmony Sessions
When you were about 5 years old, looking intently at the needle on the vinyl player and wondering how could those grooves be melodies of every sort, you heard your grandfather say that music is a gourmet of sound. That genres do not define. That notes are soulful and poetic.
He himself was a poetic man.
And somehow Zenji reminded you of your grandpa.
When you first saw the biwa playing by itself, you thought, “What a cute artifact”.
Until you met the artist behind it.
You’d spent countless hours harmonizing with him, going over lyrics, suggesting chords. You spent so much time with him that Saburo came to sit on your lap when you two were in what Zenji called “harmony sessions”. You loved the way he leapt up into the air, eyes sparkling with enthusiasm as you two discussed music.
One day, you invited Zenji to the music room in the Academy for a special “harmony session” after an idea struck you. Although you’d been playing the drums for years, you never really told him that. Maybe drums could go with a Japanese biwa… maybe.
You had been cleaning the dust off the drums and tuning them when you heard a faint knock. Opening the door, you found Zenji holding the biwa with Saburo floating next to him.
“Doll!! It’s been ages since I have stepped foot in here… my, it’s dusty,” Zenji remarked as he floated inside. He whipped his head towards you as he caught sight of the cleaned drum set. “You play the drums?!”
“Yeah, it’s been ages though,” you replied, flipping a drumstick. “I was wondering if I could like create a beat to your biwa… or maybe these two don’t go well with each other…”
“A beat to my biwa performance!! What a wonderful idea!! Let me try… something like this?”
Zenji started strumming the biwa, its traditional sound echoing through the air. You listened for a few seconds, then lightly started tapping the snare, creating a simple beat. Nodding along, Zenji continued, adding some chords. You reciprocated with some beats from the hi-hat and bass, adding depth.
The music seemed to be something like jazz, yet sounded traditional. It sounded like nothing you’ve ever heard, but it was beautiful and flowing, a wondrous creation between you and Zenji.
A Divine Reunion
1 year later
July 7th, 0:00.
A shimmery light appeared in your bedroom in Clementia, taking in the form of your love.
You hugged him. He hugged you back.
“Your curse… it is healed?”
“Yeah. I uh, threatened the Academy and the Institute that you guys would invade Earth if they didn’t solve my curse, and they kinda lowkey panicked? Sorry if I shouldn’t have used your name or like—“
“It is fine.” His pale hand came up to your cheek, caressing it softly. “I was… worried? I believe that is the correct name for that emotion. I was extremely worried about your well-being while being on my home planet.”
“Well, I’m glad you’re happy and healthy too,” you hummed.
The Sky King chuckled. “My dear weaver, nothing can kill me on my home planet. You have nothing to worry about.”
Leading him downstairs to the couch (yes, you made Darkwick repair everything in your dorm), you sat next to him. He tried to hug you again while you were sitting down, resulting in a somewhat awkward position. Laughing softly, you adjusted your seating and cuddled into him, wrapping his arm around your shoulders. His hand hesitantly stroked your hair.
“Is this alright?”
“Mmm.”
“…you cut your hair?”
“Yep. Do you like it?”
“You are beautiful no matter what, my weaver.”
He pressed his lower part of his mask to the top of your head and you froze. He anxiously peered into your face.
“Was that unpleasant?”
“No… it’s just… I didn’t expect that from you.”
“While I was on my home planet, I did conduct some research on how humans express affection, and ‘a head kiss’ was one of them. If you did not like it, I am always open to alternatives.”
Oh. Right. He was a “learning device”. A learning device… hmm…
You suddenly pressed a quick kiss on his cheek. This time, the Sky King froze. You tilted your head, blinking innocently, and then dropped the bomb.
“You know, if you could adjust the mask to expose the lower part of your face like when you were younger, I could kiss you on the lips?”
“I… I would like that,” he breathed. Waving a hand over his face, the mask adjusted to reveal delicate lips. Cupping your face, he leaned in.
You tilted your head, closing your eyes, and your lips met his. Cold, but impossibly soft, you instinctively gasped, which made his tongue slip in. Curiously exploring your mouth, it met your tongue in between, caressing it and making you dizzy.
The Sky King pulled away first, drool creating a silver string between your lips. He looked concerningly at you. “Are you alright, my weaver? You became limp after a while.”
You breathed deeply, trying to ignore the blush creeping up your cheeks. “How’d you become so good at kissing?”
He tilted his head in confusion. “You tasted divine.” His fingers traced the pattern of heat on your face. “And that color is beautiful… I would like to see more of it.”
The Sky King leaned in once more, and you eagerly met his lips again.
Outside the window, the Milky Way glittered across the night sky, dappling your room in silver.
and so. imagine getting an R&R permit for your date, and u know how Tokyo's so darn hot this time of the year?? (the weather forecasters literally tell u DONT GO OUTSIDE) so u plan a date to TeamLab Planets in Odaiba, a museum that you experience its works by feeling. (ive been there once, highly recommend)
and then you and Haku have fun there, marveling at the color-changing lights engulfing you two, the fish traced onto the lukewarm water swimming around your ankles, the room filled with soft, giant spheres of light. Inside the dome where swirls and streaks of color adorn the ceiling and walls, you sit down next to each other, your head leaning on Haku's shoulder as he holds your hand.
later, in the evening, you go to a small, homey Italian restaurant nearby, sitting down at a secluded corner table where the candles cast soft shadows of the flowers and the cutlery.
When your bellies are full and Haku's had his fill of the cake (and fed some to you too), you get on the Galaxy Express and return to Darkwick, where he, as the gentleman he is, walks to you to your dorm.
(cw: suggestive under the cut)
and to his surprise, you push him inside, saying that you still have a present for him. When you two arrive at your bedroom, there's a white box for him on the table with a letter. "Read the letter later," you say, adamant, while Haku teases you if he should read it out loud. (he doesn't)
He carefully undoes the ribbon, and opens the box. and freezes.
Because inside is a dainty piece of black lingerie, soft yet alluring in the best way.
He chokes, while you peer into the box with a fake puzzled expression and say, "hmm, that's weird."
to which he asks what's the matter, and you reply that there were supposed to be two sets, not one. you start to act looking around for the other set, shamelessly opening your underwear drawer in front him and closing it. not finding it in there, you tell him maybe it's in the bathroom and go in there.
as soon as you've closed the door, you strip, revealing the red set that you'd been wearing all day long.
and then you open the bathroom door wide.
Haku's eyes snap towards you and takes in the red lingerie hugging your curves, accentuating your skin the most delicious way possible, and he curses out loud.
a/n: i would've loved to get into the smut but unfortunately my last final is SO DIFFICULT GODDAMN SOMEONE HELP.
anyways if anyone want to add the smutty part or continue the fic, pls do. and pls tag me in the post.
btw i was imagining like Haku saying that he wants more dessert and eating you out and making u cum for idk how many times 🤭
