For anyone who has seen the anime or read the manga of Ranma 1/2 you must already know the "cursed" springs of Jusenkyo, you know, the whole reason why the characters transform when getting in contact with cold water
Now im curious, wich "cursed" springs of Jusenkyo is your favorite?
Spring of Drowned Panda (Genma Saotome)
Spring of Drowned Girl (Ranma Saotome)
Spring of Drowned Black Piglet (Ryoga Hibiki)
Spring of Drowned Cat (Shampoo)
Spring of Drowned Duck (Mousse)
Voting ended onNov 13, 2025
Just taking in consideration the recurrent characters i knooooow there are a lot of other "cursed" springs, but, i mean, who's favorite is the Spring of Drowned Yeti-riding-Bull-carrying-Crane-and-Eel?
May I request husband!Simon coming home after a long day or smthng and Reader has coincidentally prepared his favourite meal and drove a few hours to grab some sweet thing that Ghost really likes because they just can,??
-Spidey anon
Hello there again, Spidey!!
Of course, this one was very fun to write. Enjoy! <3
Ghost x Reader
As soon as he stepped foot into the house, his senses were flooded with the delicious smell of your cooking, wafting through the house—a pleasant smell compared to what he had been dealing with for the weeks before. He took off his mud-coated boots and let them thump against the wooden floorboards, taking a few steps before peeling off his sweat-soaked socks.
He remains quiet as he makes his way through the house, trying to avoid distracting you for now. He slows his steps as he passes the kitchen, your soft music playing through your phone meeting his ears as you sway and stir the contents of the pot on the stove. His lips twitch up into a small smile, a familiar warmth flooding his chest as he takes in the domestic scene.
He busies himself with freshening up, taking a quick shower and changing into an old t-shirt and sweatpants, as well as freeing himself from the confines of his mask. He wasn’t Ghost anymore, at home with you he was Simon. He was simply your boyfriend, the guy to love and cherish you more than anyone ever could. There was no killing, no blood, no cries of pain. Just the simplicity of being at home with you, even if that includes doing the most mundane tasks.
With his hair still damp, he pads back down the hall and into the kitchen. He wastes no time coming up and wrapping his arms around your waist, giving you a good squeeze. He smiles softly as a small squeak and giggle is pulled from your lips, such a simple sound he’d die for over and over.
“Si, you’re home!”
He melts further into your shoulder as you speak, your sweet words and soft voice forever a soothing sound for his ears. He nods, kissing your shoulder before he speaks. “Yeah, missed you love.”
His eyes travel over the scene in front of you both, taking in the utensils sitting over the bench and the used cutting board. A familour scent washes over him as he finally notices what you were cooking, his eyes widen as he takes in the wonderful meal you were preparing. “Lovie, whats this?” he murmurs as he closes his eyes and takes in the smell once again, swimming in the warmth and smell of the well cooked meal.
“It’s your favourite! Oh, and check the fridge,” you reply with a bit too much giddiness for his liking. He slowly and warily pulls himself away from you to investigate the fridge. His eyes widen as he takes in the well-stocked fridge, and his favourite sweet treats tucked in there as well. He lets out a small huff, a smile playing on his lips. “Love, you can’t buy these from here… the closest place is an hour away,” he murmurs, his eyes not leaving the treats.
“Just wanted to get you a treat Si, it’s not too much.”
He playfully rolls his eyes, retreating back to you and wrapping his arms securely around your waist once again. “You drove a whole hour, just to get me that? Love, you really didn’t have to,” he murmurs against your skin as he peppers kisses along your neck.
He grins at your giggle, humming in contentment. “Really didn’t have to, but thank you, sweetheart.”
After a well-cooked meal, some time on the couch and a small feast of sweet treats, you find him asleep, with a small content smile on his lips and a touch of chocolate around his mouth.
god lmao i've been hc-ing since forever that merlin and om!solomon would be bffs and causes the biggest headache ever to their surrounding. romani isn't paid enough for this shit and da vinci is in the corner torn in between amusement and little bit horror
heard you were taking requests! Was wondering if you could do anything about Ghost x shy reader? maybe something about them being shy towards each other...that would be so cute, thank you!!
Hello anon!!
Sorry for taking so long to answer, motivation has been biting my ass lately, but I wanted to get this done for you!! If you want me to add more to it, feel free to request more, I love getting requests!! You have no idea how big of a smile I get seeing a notif pop up in my inbox!! Anyway, here I have a bit for you!! Enjoy <3
Ghost x Shy!Reader
Ghost struggles with physical affection, in some way or another. Not so much when you are alone- but when he’s around others. If anything, he’s shy about it. He wants nothing more than to give you the biggest hugs in public and kiss you like nobody is watching, but he's practically scared. He doesn’t care if others see, but what about you? Is that something you want? He will give you a small peck on the cheek in public, if you are lucky a peck on the lips. As soon as the blush creeps onto your cheeks, he suddenly feels his cheeks become warmer, unable to pull his eyes away from yours as he adores you for a moment before looking away all flustered, embarrassed and awkward. Who knew a sweet doll like yourself could do this to a man like Simon Riley?
He knows how often you would love to ask for something, even if it's small. He usually watches as you have an internal battle with yourself, bouncing back and forth between the idea of actually asking him or just letting it slide and dealing with it. So, whenever you're both out shopping and he watches your eyes drawn to this one plushie over and over, opening your mouth to speak but clamping it shut seconds later, he knows what he has to do. Without a word he reaches past your shoulder, grabs the stuffed toy and places it in the basket, smiling underneath his mask as you stutter in surprise, trying to convince him that it’s not needed weakly. He cuts you off, fingers gently taking your chin and lifting your head to look into his eyes, “I saw you eyeing it off doll, we’re getting it,” is all he says before strolling through the isles once again, leaving you a blushing mess until you scramble to catch up with him. You just can’t see the small amount of blush that has blossomed over his cheeks, flustered and giddy inside after seeing your reaction.
At home, when you both are snuggled up on the couch together watching a movie, he takes the opportunity to see you blush even more than he usually does. He pulls you slightly closer, letting out a long sigh as he admires you for a moment. He lifts your chin for a kiss, lips melting against yours as he savours everything about you. “You're beautiful…” he starts, peppering kisses over your face and relishing in the way you giggle and blush. “Just gorgeous… I could play with your hair all day,” he continues, sweeping a hand through your hair to prove his point. He thrives in way that you blush, trying to bury your face back into his chest, only for him to continue his array of compliments, seeing his perfect doll go all red and embarrassed.
Don’t start with how he treats you at takeout and restaurants. He doesn’t need his darling partner feeling a lil nervous about ordering their food! He holds your hand securely the whole time, leaning down to murmur in your ear, asking you what you’d like. The price? Don’t even look at that doll, he's got it covered. You’re not hungry? He’ll buy extra for himself so you can pick a few things off his plate. He orders with, well what you could call pride. He’s ordering for his wife/husband. His future wife/husband. If you both go to your usual place, he knows your order off by heart, even the small changes that you get that no one else would normally think of. He’s got you covered doll.
