💋 request: hey, i hope you’re doing well. could i ask for a (relationship established and, if possible, fluff with a touch of humor) luffy x reader ? reader is a member of the crew. she’s sweet, calm, and affectionate, and she’s possessed by a yokai/demon similar to evil eye from dandadan.
summary: luffy never thought of “taming” the demon inside you. to be fair, even the demon thinks it’s luffy who should be tamed.
pairings: luffy x yokai!fem reader (dandadan inspired)
🐙: reader is dating luffy. inside reader is a yokai / demon. inspired by evil eye from dandadan. demon takes over when reader gets cold. reader regains control when she warms up. uses of y/n.
📍: 587 words.
💌: i love this idea, anon! i’ve read the dandadan manga before (i forgot some parts hehe, it’s been a while). nd i love jin’s character! this was such a fun write for me. hope you like it! 🤍
sanji had been irritated for exactly thirty-seven minutes.
zoro was asleep again.
not regular asleep—no. flat on his back right in front of the kitchen door, arms crossed, swords beside him, snoring like the floor belonged to him. sanji had already stepped over him twice and nearly tripped the third time.
the crew had gathered like it was a show.
“ten berries he doesn’t wake up,” nami muttered.
“he’s gonna get so mad,” usopp whispered.
chopper looked nervous. “should we stop him…?”
robin smiled. “let’s see.”
luffy bounced in place. “DO IT!!”
sanji grabbed a bucket and filled it with cold, fresh water—nothing dangerous, just enough to shock someone awake. he lifted it, aimed—
—and the kitchen door slid open.
“oh—hey, um… did you guys need something?”
you stepped out with a small plate of snacks, mid-smile, completely unaware.
sanji froze.
“WAIT—Y/N-CHAAAN—!!”
too late.
the water came down.
it soaked you instantly, drenching your head, your clothes, the plate slipping from your hands and clattering uselessly to the floor.
the deck went silent.
your smile faded—not into anger, but into something distant.
then the air shifted.
something sharp curled beneath your skin, energy crawling up your spine. your head tilted slowly, water dripping from your chin as your eyes darkened.
not yours anymore.
“…wow,” the voice echoed, layered and amused. “that was cold.”
usopp screamed.
“IT’S OUT—!!”
chopper hid behind nami. “I KNEW THIS WOULD HAPPEN—”
zoro cracked one eye open. “what’s with the yelling—”
sanji dropped to his knees.
“Y/N-CHAAAN—!! YOU’RE STILL BEAUTIFUL—EVEN LIKE THIS—PLEASE DON’T BE MAD—THIS WAS SUPPOSED TO BE FOR MARIMO—!!”
the yokai turned slowly toward him.
“…this one cries a lot.”
then—
“HAHAHAHAHAHA!!”
luffy laughed loud and bright, like this was the best thing he’d seen all day.
“IT HAPPENED AGAIN!! THAT’S SO COOL!!”
the yokai snapped its gaze to him, irritation clear.
“…you.”
luffy grinned. “you again!!”
“I hate you,” it said flatly. “you’re too warm. you ruin everything.”
luffy jogged forward without hesitation and wrapped his arms around you from behind, hugging you tight, cheek pressed against yours.
the yokai jolted. “HEY—DON’T—”
heat spread instantly. luffy was warm—always was—and it grounded you, chased the cold away. the yokai hissed, squirming, clearly annoyed.
“you again,” it grumbled. “always hugging.”
luffy laughed and squeezed you gently. “yeah… i miss her! give her back to me!”
“…she was mine for a second,” the yokai snapped.
luffy tilted his head. “but she’s mine all the time!”
that made it pause.
steam curled faintly in the air as warmth overtook the chill.
“…tch,” it muttered. “annoying. warm. stupid pirate.”
then the pressure lifted.
your eyes cleared.
you sucked in a breath, suddenly very aware of everything—your soaked clothes, the crew staring, and luffy still holding you like he never planned on letting go.
“…luffy,” you whispered.
he brightened instantly. “you’re back!”
your face burned.
you hid it by burying your face into his chest, mortified. “oh my god… i’m so sorry… that’s so embarrassing…”
luffy blinked. “why?”
“because everyone saw that,” you groaned.
sanji collapsed face-first onto the floor. “THANK THE STARS—!!”
usopp nearly cried. “I THOUGHT WE WERE DEAD—”
zoro sat up. “lunch still happening?”
robin smiled softly.
luffy tightened his arms around you anyway. “i like that part too!”
you peeked up at him, flustered. “luffy—”
“it’s part of you,” he said simply, grinning. “and i like all of you.”
Fandom: TMNT: Rise of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (Future AU)
Pairing: Rise!Leo x Reader (F!Reader)
Warnings: mutual lying (but make it romantic), accidental kiss-induced identity reveal, awkward adorable teens, light angst, secret identity reveal, a little rambling panic from leo, fluff overload
A/N: Randomly daydreamed this AU where Leo uses a cloaking brooch to attend school for a “social experiment”... only to accidentally fall in love 😭💙 Had to write it out before it ate me alive.
Just a litle longer💙
A social experiment.
That’s what Leo kept telling himself for the past week.
Nothing real. Just research.
Still, no one believed him.
Not Donnie, when he handed over the cloaking brooch.
Not Raph, when he saw him trying it on in the mirror.
Not Mikey, when he caught him fussing with his (new) hair for the third time that day.
And honestly…
Leo wasn’t really convinced either.
He just wanted to feel normal.
Make friends. Experience high school.
All that jazz.
“Just a few days,” he told himself.
A week, maybe two.
(Spoiler: it was way more than that.)
His first day of high school?
Better than he could’ve ever imagined.
He was just Leo Hamato—a totally normal student with dark hair, blue eyes, and a very charming personality.
And he loved it.
More than he’d ever admit out loud.
Rushing through the hallways.
Going to classes.
Meeting new people.
It was amazing.
Nothing could’ve made it better, he thought.
At least… that’s what he thought before he accidentally bumped into her.
Books—everywhere.
But instead of yelling or glaring, she just… laughed.
“Sorry! My bad.”
Leo blinked. Starstruck.
“Oh—no, I’m the one who’s sorry!”
He scrambled to help her gather her books.
“It’s no problem, really. But, just curious—where are you going in such a rush?”
“Math. Room 207, I think? I’m kinda new… kinda lost.”
“Well, you’re in luck. I’m heading there too. I could show you the way.”
She smiled—soft, sweet, easy.
Leo nodded before extending a hand.
“I’m Leo, by the way. Leo Hamato.”
“Y/N.”
She shook his hand. And that was it.
That’s how Leo met you.
And he couldn’t have been happier.
You started spending more and more time together.
Before he knew it…
He was completely, hopelessly in love.
Talking about you constantly.
Thinking about you constantly.
Driving Donnie crazy with every little story about something you said, or did, or smiled at, that made him fall even harder.
(Which, let’s be real—was basically everything.)
You were just…
So funny.
So kind.
So effortlessly you.
And the most beautiful girl he’d ever seen.
He wanted to be near you every chance he got.
And that’s how days turned into weeks.
The “experiment”?
Long forgotten.
It wasn’t about blending in anymore.
It was about you.
But the closer he got, the more he knew he shouldn’t.
He was lying to you.
Hiding a huge part of himself.
He wanted to tell you.
He was almost sure you’d understand.
Almost.
But what if you didn’t?
What if you looked at him and saw a monster?
What if he lost you?
Leo couldn’t risk it.
But he also couldn’t bear to pull away.
Maybe he was being selfish.
But was that really so bad?
On one hand: what you didn’t know couldn’t hurt you.
On the other: he was building something real—on a lie.
So he didn’t think about it.
Not yet.
He just wanted to be selfish…
A little longer.
(Yeah. Like that wasn’t gonna blow up in his face.)
He told himself he wouldn’t get too deep.
Wouldn’t get too attached.
Wouldn’t go too far.
Of course not.
And for a while? Everything went according to plan.
Until the day he asked you to hang out.
“It’s not a date,” he kept saying.
(It totally was.)
And somehow—
He found himself holding your hand.
Laughing with you on a rooftop.
Watching the stars.
Everything was perfect.
Your smile. Your laugh.
The way your hand fit perfectly into his.
Just… perfect.
Then came the guilt. Again.
The secret still hung between you.
He was still lying.
Still being selfish.
But he wanted to be selfish…
Just a little longer.
And then—before he could stop himself—
He kissed you.
Soft.
Slow.
Perfect.
Under the moonlight.
And then…
His brooch glitched.
And just like that—
His bubble popped.
No. No. No. No. No.
Your face—confused, surprised… maybe even scared—
He panicked.
“I’m so sorry! I know I should’ve told you sooner, but I was scared you'd hate me and never want to see me again. I couldn’t handle that, y’know?
Because I’m actually madly in love with you, and I never meant for it to go this far—well, I did, because I really like you, but also I didn’t, because I knew I was lying and I felt so guilty, but also—”
“Leo…”
You stopped him gently.
“It’s alright. I… I actually have something to tell you too.”
And without another word—
You took off a brooch hidden beneath your jacket—
And turned into a cat yokai.
Leo blinked.
“…Wait, you’re a yokai?”
“Yeah…” you said sheepishly.
The irony hit like a truck.
“I wanted to tell you. But I was scared you’d never want to see me again.”
“I could never not want to see you, Y/N,” Leo smiled.
“Oh my god, you’re so sappy,” you laughed, blushing.
“Does that mean I get a second date?”
“Only if you don’t mind dating a cat yokai,” you teased.
“Not at all,” he grinned, pulling you close.
“…So, uh—since you’re a cat, does that mean I get to cat-call you?”
Hey hey!!! I love your writing so much, it satiates my hunger for fluff so much!! I was wondering if you could do some writing for Thoma? He’s my comfort character rn hehe, but feel free to include any of your faves too if you decide to take on this request!
I was thinking it would be interesting to see how he’d react to crushing on/dating a shapeshifting reader! I was reading his lines about his yokai interests the other day and thought this would be super cute, also I haven’t really seen anyone else do it! Also bonus points if they had some animal-ish features, like a tail, ears, maybe some clawed hands?
Thank you for writing! I’m wishing you well! 💕
Hi hi !!!! Waah thank you so much for your kind words !! I’m so so sorry it took me so long to get around to this, hopefully Thoma is still a comfort character for you >_> This idea has been rotating gently in the back of my brain for a hot minute because it’s just so sweet and fun and I really wanted to do it justice because I really do adore Thoma, he’s kind of got big brother vibes to me and that's just. <3
Anyways, some rambling below the cut! Gender neutral reader who can shapeshift into various animalistic forms, as well as a humanoid one (with ears, claws and a tail!)
It may take Thoma some time to notice your presence in the Chinju Forest - there's a huge variety of strange creatures wandering around there, including ones that have the ability to take on humanish forms. But before long, he starts to spot you from the corner of his eye and takes an immediate interest, since he’s been reading so much about yokai recently, he absolutely has to investigate!
It’s almost like a game of hide-and-seek to him - he doesn’t outright chase you, but he certainly makes attempts to follow and track this new forest inhabitant. When that doesn’t work, he tries to bribe you into coming out into the open, leaving yummy snacks and shiny trinkets out in places he’s spotted you in more than once. He catches on to the shapeshifting aspect of you fairly quickly thanks to your distinct mannerisms and markings.
Thoma is nothing if not persistent - there’s no way he’ll stop bombarding you with niceties until he’s managed to befriend you (and even then he’ll keep going!). He’s well trusted by even the more mischievous creatures in the forest because of how he brings any leftover food from the estate to hand out to others.
He’s super excited when you finally deign to approach him for the first time, but he works very hard to reign it in, worried about accidentally scaring you off. It’s almost painfully obvious that he has about eight trillion questions for you, and his fingers twitch as he suppresses the urge to reach out and touch your fluffy ears and tail. He makes sure to speak in a soft, kind voice while moving very slowly towards you as he introduces himself.
Thoma is extraordinarily patient - though he can get overexcited pretty easily at times, he does his very best not to startle you or do anything that might scare you off. He takes note of your favourite kinds of snacks and trinkets and brings them along whenever he visits. He usually drops by around midafternoon on sunny days, shortly after lunch once he’s finished hanging the laundry. Some days, he’s too busy to make it, which he’s so apologetic for, bringing you extra offerings to make up for it.
He has so many questions for you, from every category you could possibly think of, he tries to be considerate and not ask anything that pries too much, but he may occasionally let something odd slip out (“Can you even wear hats with big ears like that? Wait, was that a mean question. Is it a sensitive subject? I’m sorry - hey, why are you laughing?!”). He’s super fascinated by your shapeshifting abilities, and will often ask to see them in action.
Thoma often talks about how lucky he is to have you as a friend, and how cool it is that he’s friends with an ‘actual, real-life, honest-to-archons yokai!’
He also has a bit of a tricky side himself, and will more than happily engage in miniature prank wars with you - once, this culminated in him treating some random forest creature like you for a solid several days. You’re never quite sure if he had really fallen that hard for your trickery or he was just toying with you in return, but it was pretty funny to watch him have a fully-fledged one-sided conversation with a squirrel.
Thoma likes interconnecting his friend groups, and will tentatively offer to introduce you to some of his other contacts (only if you’re comfortable with it, of course). He’s super lovely and excited about it all, and makes sure that nobody ever feels left out or overwhelmed. He’ll extend invites to various events and festivals, but he never gets upset if you turn him down for whatever reasons. He’s just super glad to be your friend!
Please don’t repost or use my writing anywhere else!
Mayest I request a Mikey x reader where the nonbinary reader is a crow yokai and ends up stealing Mikey's mystic weapon? TY!
Shiny!
Mikey x Crow Yokai! Reader
Premise: You're flying around the Hidden City as usual when something.. different catches your eye.
Notes: You didn't specify romantic or whatever, so I'm writing this as a found friends sort of deal for the time being ^-^
Word Count: ~800
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Though somewhat dreary, the Hidden City was an incredible place to find items for your nest. Cans, old jewelry.. new jewelry. Anything shiny that you could get your claws on went right into the nest.
Typically, such… heists went off without a hitch. A dark, stealthy figure lingering within the dark streets of the City, waiting for easy pickings.
Or in tonight's case, not so easy.
You cackled as you lunged into the air, the laughter morphing into a short-lived 'caw' as you flapped upwards. The turtle Yokai you had snatched the weapon from was yelling at you.. too bad.
Once you considered yourself a safe enough distance up, you looked down to the prize clutched between your claws and frowned.
Wasn't it glowing when you saw him use it? That's what drew you to it in the first place, after all.
"What's wrong with it..?"
You grabbed it by the handle, swinging it a few times.
Nothing.
Sighing, you dropped your prize.. right into a blue, glowing portal.
Blinking harshly, you looked down to the alley you had emerged from.
The turtle you had stolen the weapon from had it back in his hands, and was now surrounded by three others, with similar weapons.. all glowing.
"Ah.. bloodline enchantments.. oh dear."
The one you had stolen from flicked the ball of his weapon towards you, tangling you in the now-glowing chain and dragging you to him. This was the first time you had been truly caught for your theft, and frankly, you were unprepared.
The four turtle Yokai surrounded you, the biggest of them all, donning red, approaching with hands on his hips.
"Why're you stealin' from my little brother? Huh?!"
You looked away, eyes trained in the ground.. near the orange clad turtle's feet.
"My apologies.. I was merely searching for shining objects to add to my best. Your weapon seemed perfect when in your hands.. the glow… mesmerizing."
"Nest?'
The one you had stolen from spoke up, seeming far more curious than mad. You glanced towards his face, opening your beak to speak before you were cut off by one of the others, wearing purple.
"They're a bird, Mikey. A.. raven? Crow?.. corvid of some form. But the theft for nest objects? Really? Couldn't you just get sparkly things from the trash?"
If you had a nose, it would have been wrinkling in disgust. "I'm not putting trash in my nest.. I sleep there, you know!"
"Ah.." the blue masked turtle lifted a hand to his chin, seemingly deep in thought. "Y'know, we could probably help you to get some stuff for your nest.. if you promise not to steal anything else."
"Nothing from the trash, we promise!" The one you had stolen from spoke up again, a genuine grin crossing his face. "I mean, some of the things may be considered trash, but they'll be clean."
"..alright then. I.. promise to not steal anything else. But I'd still like some more sparkle for the nest.." You tucked your wings into your sides, flapping gently in thought. "It's not very large right now; I've just left my parents'. So nothing too massive.. If that's okay."
"Done!"
The orange-clad turtle reached to his side, rummaging through a bag you hadn't previously registered. When he pulled his hand back out, he was clutching a.. canister, of some form.
"Here! Something to remember me by! The can's empty.. if you shake it, it makes noise.
You did, wings puffing as a clinking sound filled your ears.
"Oh.. wow.."
"Ta-da! Now you'll never forget your new best friend Mikey!"
"Mikey..? I am (Y/n). This is perfect.. thank you."
He grinned, watching as you tilted the spray can back and forth to hear the marble roll against the sides.
You were pulled from your mindless actions when the largest of the four cleared his throat.
"We should get goin', guys. Dad said he wanted us home soon.."
The other three muttered sounds of agreement, though your 'new best friend' seemed apprehensive.
"We will meet again, Mikey.. won't we? The Hidden City isn't all that massive, you know."
He brightened almost instantly at the reassurance.
"Yeah, you're right! I'll see you around, (Y/n)!"
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Later that night, you curled into your nest, wings draped just barely over the edges. The stolen objects within your nest glowed slightly in the low light, save for the ones hidden beneath your body.. as well as the empty spray can, tucked gently against your chest.
You... you were one of the most unlucky creatures you’ve ever known. You had once been a strong and proud yokai. The lengedary nine tail fox, descendant of one of the most noble bloodlines among your kind. One day, a shinigami asked for your assistance, claiming that a “friend” of his, needed a much stronger ally.
Light Yagami, a child that was arrogant and saw himself as a just and noble person. You disguised yourself as a normal human girl and gave him a good lecture about that little fantasy about his, when he threatened to write your name in the Death Note, you revealed yourself and told him off.
“If you think that this little notebook can help you become a god, you are mistaken. You are a human that will live and die, then whatever legacy you think you can create,will be forgotten with time.”
Your words had an impact on him, you however, had an even bigger one. He became obsessed, coming to you for advice, talking to you for hours and trying to charm you. However you knew better, you never allowed him to know anything but the bare minimum about your kind and abilities.
When Light became too invasive, you didn’t hesitate to use an old techinque to cross dimensions. The only good thing about Japan was that no matter how many universes there were, with all the crazy abilities and people, yokai still existed. That’s why you could cross over... the world you entered was weird, yet you paid it little attention, you became friends with a mortal teenage girl named Honoka, the two of you got into a lot of mischief...but one day, she began acting like a mindless puppet... and it wasn’t long before you figured out why.
That made you cross paths with Illumi Zoldyck.The two of you met after you stopped his needles easily and rescued his little brother from another yokai that had come after you, growing closer after a while and becoming friends with him and Gon. Illumi was intrigued with you and after your meeting, which resulted in a fight that ended as a draw, decided to investigate more about the nine tail fox. Seeing as having by Killua’s side was beneficial for both Killua and him.
However after three weeks, you gained the attention of another man, Chrollo Lucilfer. He watched in awe as you revealed yourself during a fight over an ancient relic that originally belonged to your kind.Chrollo studied you with fascination, obsessing over the unknown that you represented, his calm behavior never betrayed a thing about this... but he wanted to have you, keep you to himself and learn everything about you.
And he wasn’t the only one.
Illumi tried to control you but he failed again and again... and seeing as you were able to fight him without any problem, he slowly began to fancy you, even thinking of marrying you...Killua liked you and you were strong, you were mysterious yet welcoming to those you deemed worthy of your trust. Viscious to your enemies, never hesitating in battle. He... liked that.
The two didn’t meet until you revealed to Gon and Killua that you planned to leave. You had sense Light entering this realm, probably with the help of another yokai. You gave them a parting gift, the fangs of your childhood years. They carried some of your power and thus they would be protected, you also asked them to give a small hairpin to Honoka and tell her how thankfull you were to have her as a friend.
Just in time too, because Illumi, Chrollo and Light appeared and preapred to subdue you. Using your power, you once again crossed dimensions without noticing that the three males had entered the portal too, this time ending up in a dimension you had been during your childhood... you recalled that there had been one boy that had tried to mess with you... his name was.. Osamu Dazai...he was quite weird, always talking about suicide and how wonderfull it would be if you and him could die together. He... creeped you out back then and he still did, the second he saw you he wrapped his arms around you, talking about how pretty you had become, how much he missed you and how you two could die together after years of seperation....you literally pushed him aside and went to the nearest shrine dedicated to a foc spirit to settle down. Dazai didn’t leave your side, becoming a pest as he told you of his life, of his filled with bloodshed and war... being overly dramatic about it too.
“You haven’t changed a bit. I swear, if I had thought it a bit more I would have stayed back to deal with Light or Chrollo and Illumi.”
“ Light... Chrollo.... Illumi... huh?” Dazai said, his tone dropping as he looked at you seriously... you felt a chill run down your spine, yeah, that was the reason you had left from this dimension, this... tone, that gaze and that possessive aura... oh, it was making you feel sick.
“Well,well. Look at what I found.” A new voice said, turning around you saw a man looking at you two with a smirk.
“Oh great! Now who are you, exactly?” You asked and he came closer, Dazai became stiff at the sight.
“Izaya Orihara, at your service, my cute little fox girl”
You scoffed at that, another weirdo... wonderfull.
“Another mortal with a problematic attitude, at this point I might even call myself cursed.” You said, turning around and leaving the two alone.
“Stay away from her, Izaya. I’ve long since taken my rightfull place in her life.”
“Aww, now that’s just rude. I’ve been watching you two from afar for a very long time. I wanted to get along with her too, you know. She is so cute when she’s mad, sad or excited about something.”
“So, you’re a stalker? I’m shocked...not.”
“You’re no better Dazai, my friend. I know that you’ve been after her for a very long time and that you’ve done the same things as I, if not even more.”
“What do you want, Izaya?”
“Let’s become partners in crime! See if those three males she spoke of are anything special. If they are, I am not against sharing.”
Dazai thought this over before eventually agreeing, if the men you spoke of were strong, then sharing would be the only thing left to do... and not even a day later, all five of them met, they exchanged information and formed a plan to get you.
You never stood a chance against all of them.
They sealed the majority of your power through a contact made with blood. Thus making you something of a guardian spirit... you were tricked by them and you payed the price by becoming their precious servant.
Izaya, Dazai and Chrollo didn’t mind spoiling you and letting you go out, with the condition that you behaved and did everything they wanted. Illumi and Light weren’t really into that, prefering to isolate you and slowly break you into accepting them, Light wanted you to love him and Illumi wanted to ensure that he would always be in your heart, that his memory would live on with you even after he was long gone.
Honestly... you really did believe that you were the most unlucky creature, anyone in your place would think so... but you hoped, begged that one of them would die sooner rather than later... especially when one of them talked about a baby born from a human and a yokai, you couldn’t remember who it had been... but the idea spread like wildfire...
Once they were all dead, once they died... you would be free... you just had to hold on... you just needed to wait, even if you suffered, hope still remained in you.
Untill then,you had no choice but to listen to what them... to become a doll meant to make them happy.
Really, you were just unlucky... because you might fall for one of them as the years pass by... and then... then you’d probably join them in death... because they clearly didn’t plan on ever letting you go.
May I request a Prince!Japan x Yokai!Reader? (P.s. I saw this in your book)
Word Count: 3,666
Category: Hetalia
Reader is classified as a kitsune.
I imagined reader to be male because gay Japan is best Japan, but it will still probably work if you are female.
Reader may also be a bit overprotective and dominant~
-Mod Icarus ଘ(੭ºัᴗºั)━☆ﾟ
~Promise Me~
Kidnap...
Could you do such a thing?
It was no later than midnight and you couldn't help, but feel the sour edge of tension and restlessness at such a late hour meant for sleeping. But it couldn't be helped for your leader, of the feared Yokai Clan known as ****, had entrusted you with a task of utmost importance like no other. He could have given it to his dearly trusted second in command. His own flesh and blood son. But no.
He gave it to you.
You smirked, probably because of your powerful origins. It was known to all even though you weren't the second in command, no less, the leader. You were still blessed with power unlike any other. Thanks to this you, for the most part, have had a good life. It was hard being who you are. Disguising yourself day in and day out to be one of those pathetic beings called humans.
You inwardly cringed just thinking about those horrible beasts. The devastation when they raged war on each other. Disrupting the peace of all the villages over trivial matters that could dissipate quickly if they only let their small minds actually think for once in their puny lifespan instead of making rash decisions for what they called the greater good.
Unlike humans Yokai, were beautiful and gifted with magic and all areas alike by the very gods themselves. The only reason they feared you was because you were blessed.
Every single day you would have to run away and hide in fear of being captured and taken up to the palace. They were only rumors, but you had heard the Yokai became servants and some even sex slaves.
You snapped out of your own thoughts getting back to the urgent task at hand. You jumped from the castle rooftop, where you had earlier been scoping out the guards routine walking schedule and found out you could have half of an hour to even a full hour of no interruption, silently to the floor below just as the guards rounded the corner.
You only would have half an hour to kidnap the prince, it was enough time, but you should always plan on something going wrong. You slid the door open silently and slipped in, careful of your tail and traditional garments as you closed it back up to avoid suspicion and invasion of privacy. Your (E/c) eyes widened seeing the prince sitting up straight, awake, and staring out at his small private garden. You were hoping he would have been sleeping.
Tiptoeing you way behind him, wary of the floorboards, though you knew they were new and not old and creaky, you stopped and froze statue still as the prince turned around.
You almost gasped at the prince's appearance. You had anticipated in him being beautiful, but to put it bluntly, he was gorgeous.
His garments were obviously expensive and created from the finest materials Japan could offer. Much more flattering and formal than your own (F/c) garments. The colors were a mix of bright and dark. Overall black with intricate details in a shimmering white and red, for the flag of his country.
His hair was long, a good guess being four to five feet long, maybe even more. It looked as if it was itself made of the finest silk, shiny and soft looking with the help of the full moon rising behind him. His pitch black hair that almost molded with the darkness of the room almost made you feel self-conscious of your own (H/c) hair in a normal (H/s).
And oh. His face! His skin was pale, a sign of royalty, and perfectly flawless. Rid of any possible blemish and any other imperfection. His eyes were a rich brown almost hidden away by his precisely cut bangs.
This man was most definitely a young god.
You watched in horror as the prince's eyes widened in shock, his mouth opening to call out for help, but before he could do so you clamped your left hand over his mouth, your right holding his left forearm, silencing so he couldn't make any noise to alarm the guards of your unwanted presence.
He squirmed in your tight grip, his right hand coming to your wrist to try and pull your arm away, but you were too strong for the pampered human. You let out a small 'ssshh', as you fixed your sharp gaze on him. It must have unsettled him for he eventually calmed down and stopped moving, but you knew he was undeniably scared for his life. Evident in the way he breathed heavily through his nose, chest heaving slightly, and his body was shaking.
Surprisingly, fear looked good on the prince.
You tilted your head, a look of contemplation printed on it, wondering what you would do. Then it came to you. You hadn't conversed with a human for centuries.
Playtime.
"I'll let you go," a look of relief washed over the prince at your declaration, "if. And just if. You don't alarm the guards I am here."
The prince nodded his head quickly at your generous offer. You smirked, happy he accepted, letting go of his mouth, careful of you ever so sharp two inch long nails that could slice flesh open. You didn't want to hurt him, even though humans disgusted you. But this one seemed different.
Your right hand was kept on his forearm to keep him and to stop him from running away, even though that would be impossible. Your knees were tucked underneath you and he was the same, though his garment was like a dress and covered everything and the floor beneath him to your own knees.
You examined him further, staring deep into his eyes with the rich brown hue with your own color of (E/c). He seemed to be less scared than earlier, but fear was still shown in his eyes, you almost felt guilty. You sneered internally at your own thoughts. Feel guilty for a human? Never!
You stopped thinking as he began to speak. And just as you had imagined his voice was smooth and light like the water that spilled into his garden pond behind him. "Why?"
You were caught off guard, did he just ask you why? You responded curiously, "What do you mean?"
"W-why-" his voice almost cracked at the start but regained his voice a few seconds later. "Why are you doing this? If it's for ransom my father, the emperor, can pay you in plenty of heavy pounds of pure gold. Just, please... Please, don't hurt me..."
You're inhumanly heart clenched painfully at his desperation and fear. It was clear the young prince knew nothing of war. Nothing of the sins the world held. You almost wanted to protect him from those things.
"Ie. It's not for ransom," you responded as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. "I've come to take you to my leader. By my appearance, you should know why."
The prince looked at you in confusion, his eyes roaming to your ears and tail, a (F(ur)/c) color. You could see it click in his mind what you were, but that didn't seem to change his mind about what you were going to do with him.
"I know not what you speak of, but may I ask you a question?"
You tilted your head once again, indicating you were listening as he spoke.
"Why do you onry have one tair?" You blinked in surprise not expecting such a childlike question from a royal blood. (Though you wanted to smile at his cute accent) He seemed to notice your quick pause and spoke again to justify himself. "S-sorry! It's just you seem to onry have one. I thought kitsune usuarry have nine."
You nodded guy understanding just what he was asking about."That's actually a myth. It's only some kitsune really. Some are born with nine and live one immortal life. While others have nine immortal lives. I am simply on my very first life of my nine. I'm only 123 years old you know," you said proudly. Many kitsune didn't live as long as you. While some lived for millenniums.
The prince nodded in awe, he had never met a kitsune. And to know you were 123 years old was something of an extraordinary wonder.
"Can I pet you!?" Yet again you blinked. This human was very childlike, but you found it to be adorable. You sighed on the inside, almost giggling actually, as you nodded, with a small 'Hai'.
The prince's eyes widened in wonder and his hand reached atop your head to pet your sensitive (Fur/c) colored ears. You blushed at the sensation as your tail curling in your lap. You decided to feel his too, I mean he was doing it to you so you had the right to return the action.
Your left hand raised, your right sill securely holding his forearm, and you brushed his bangs away from his eyes. You could feel his hand momentarily stop, his brown eyes gazing at your own color of (E/c). His eyes widened a fraction at your action, he probably didn't expect you to be so affectionate.
You still continued anyway, letting you long fingers glide through as much hair as you could before you had to stop because of its amazing length. It was soft and as silky as you had thought. He must have used many oils and taken plenty of baths to require such a beautiful shine. He was like a woman. I mean, you almost had mistaken him for his sister, the princess. Good thing you were wrong.
You decided to voice your opinion, mumbling lowly, "You're like a woman. Long hair, delicate features, beautiful clothes. Even," you twitched your ears which he still held onto,"soft and small fingers."
He blushed at your statement, he tried to suppress it, but that would be impossible for him.
"Well," he began," I can assure you I am a man. If you're looking for women you should rather consult with my younger sister."
You looked in a bit of shock as he almost grumbled the words out. Is he jealous? You smiled at the thought of the prince being jealous of somebody they just met.
"Don't worry, I came here looking for you, the prince. Didn't I?" You questioned knowing he knew you were right. "But it'd a shame, my leader wanted me to give you to him as a sex slave. It seems like a good offer since you humans have done that to us."
You scowled, but stopped as he spoke confused, "W-what do you mean? I've never seen any of your kind in the palace before. Surely, my father doesn't have yokai sex slaves..."
A small smile crossed your (Plump/Thin/etc) lips at how naive he was. It was inhumanly cute. "You've had a sheltered life. Away from sin, away from the horrors of this disgusting world and all the creatures that inhabit it." Your left hand cupped the prince's soft cheek, running your thumb back and forth in a soothing motion across his smooth skin. "You will learn. And you'll turn into a man. Into an emperor. And all your innocence will evaporate with the rising sun of this country."
You stopped in shock as tears brimmed at the prince's eyes and started to flow over his cheeks, wetting them quickly. His hands had left your ears and had lowered to clasp onto your yukata. You hurried to calm him down, whispering how sorry you were for frightening him. Realising he was defiantly sheltered. More than you had originally thought.
"Do not worry, my prince," you whispered as if you were talking to your own child. "I'll make sure you are safe. No one will dare harm you, as long as we both shall live."
The prince's tears had stopped for a bit, but sniffles like a child as he looks up at you with his big doe-like eyes.
"So...you won't kidnap me and take me to your leader?" he asked.
You chuckled at his question,"Correct. It seems I want you all for myself. You alright with that?"
The prince started to stutter out a reply, a blush coating his cheeks. You hushed him a with a peck on his lips. It shut him up quickly as he touched his left hand, the right still clasped on your yukata and ghosted over his plump lips. Embarrassment, well this kind, and being lovesick looked good on him too.
"Though tell me your name," you almost ordered, "I want to know the name of my mate."
"H-honda, Kiku," he mumbled out. "You have permission to speak of me by my first name, seeing you've already kissed me..."
You nodded, expecting nothing less. "It's an honor," you stated honestly. "But seems I'll have to take my leave. I've been here too long, the guards will be here soon." You stood up the princes, no Kiku's, hand left your yukata, and you took away your hand. "I won't be able to return to my Clan since I've failed my mission. But that's alright, I have you to look forward to every morning."
As you began to walk towards his garden, now you think about it you should have just entered from there since it was not guarded all around and was open to the sky, you turned back to see Kiku, waving a goodbye.
"W-wait!" he shouted. You stopped from crouching to jump and turned back around to see him get a box, surprisingly he was still sitting down after all this time. "Come here, please."
You followed his instructions and crouched in front of him again. He opened up the black and gold encrusted box about as long as half a meter. And 1/3 of a meter high. To reveal, it empty?
"What's the box for?"
Kiku smiled as he pulled all of his hair to be over one shoulder, he brought his hand forward in front of you. You understood and placed your larger hand in his confused. Before you could comprehend what he was up to the next thing you heard almost scared you out of your tail and ears.
Slice!
"Hey! Why did you-" Kiku stopped you as he simply picked up his hair, binding it neatly and setting it in the box, closing the lid.
You were shocked, he had cut his hair. With your hand. Nails, but still your hand. It seemed your nails were the perfect length for it was cleanly cut and now his hair only reached his chin.
Before you could ask why he did such a thing he spoke first.
"You said you won't be able to return to where you were once accepted. I cannot live with the fact you'll be scorned by your former family and friends. So in order to make things right," he said scooting the box closer to your figure, "I wish to give this to your leader. I'm sure he won't decline. I've never cut my hair. And if they don't accept you can always stay here. And if my family doesn't accept you, we'll simply run away. My father can always have more kids," he half-joked.
Your eyes widened, you almost felt like crying. He would do such a thing for you?
You moved forward in a flash, wrapping your arms around Kiku's small body. Your body slightly shook in appreciation.
"Thank you. Thank you, so much" you chocked out. "This means a lot to me. No human has ever been as kind and as generous as you have."
"Promise me you'll come back."
"Of course, anything for you," you promised.
You composed yourself, letting go of him and picked up the box in the crook of your left arm. You cupped your right hand under the back of his head making him look up at you. You placed a soft and chaste kiss once again on his lips, closing both of your eyes, savoring the taste of him before you had to go. You would kiss him, who knew when you would visit him again. You slowly let him go as he opened his again in a bashful manner. You smirked at his expression. You would look forward to this.
Hopefully, you would be able to come back.
You reluctantly let go of our head and retreated to his garden, peering up at the moon as it still continued to climb the sky.
"Before you go, may I know the name of the yokai wishing to win my heart?"
You glanced behind your shoulder at the prince. He looked the same as when you had first met him, even though that was about 45 minutes ago, but he was different now. His hair was cut short, he still looked like women, his cheeks were a permanent pink and his eyes were incredibly lovesick. And his right hand brushed his lips, desperate to feel your lips on his again.
Yet it wasn't just his appearance that was different. He seemed less naive like he had learned a valuable lesson. He now knew of what lay beyond the palace walls. You almost regret telling him such a thing but knew he would learn it eventually. And early would be better than when he had become emperor.
"(F/n). (F/n) Bonoama."
You smiled as he whispered your name to himself. "(F/n), till we meet again."
You nodded, "Till we meet again Kiku ouji-sama."
You laughed at his surprised expression, before jumping away. And with the swoosh of the air, you were gone. Nothing indicating you were there other than the flustered prince left behind.
"(F/n)"
~*~*~*~
It was like a dream. Your leader was shocked when you had given him the quarter pound of hair from the prince. Surprised even more when it was willingly given. You leader had instantly accepted, declaring no war to start between your yokai clan and the royal palace.
You had even been moved to a high position in your clan. But even so, you only wished to meet him again. So with the permission of your leader, you were able to be with the prince. It was a dream come true indeed.
~*~*~*~
~Two Days Later~
"(F/n)! You're back!"
You almost fell over as the body of your new lover crashed into yours. To your surprise, he was standing. And he was quite short. You're a full-blooded kitsune yokai, most of you were tall (Gomenesai!).
You hugged him back, your tail swishing back and forth curling happily. You settled your head on top of his. "Of course, I never break my promises."
"Then promise me."
"Hmm?" You hummed. "Promise what?"
"You'll marry me."
~The End~
Translations:
-Japanese-
Ie: No
Hai: Yes
Gomenesai: I am very sorry
(Not in the story, but it's just so you know~)
Ouji-sama: Prince-sama
(Sama is for people that have a higher status than you and/or is someone you respect)
Fun Facts:
-People in ancient China and I'm sure many other areas of Asia at the time, sought out to have long shiny black hair, for it symbolized you kept good care of your hair. And you were of high status. Japan having long shiny hair signified he kept good care of it, and he was of high status. But it also goes along with how hair is a gift from the gods and should never be cut unless on very special occasions (Moreso in Asian countries)-
-Tanned skin, blemishes, sunburn, and/or freckles were reserved for lower ranking members of society who toiled on the land while the upper classes relaxed indoors. This is why you were in awe of his flawless complexion and pale skin. (Though this beauty was more sought after during the Elizabethan times, in Britain/England and even China, I felt it would be nice to correlate with this story)-
For any Yokai-related Asks, I’ll just put a brief description of what each Yokai is so you guys know what to kinda expect in the stories/headcanon lists ^^
Hone-onna: “Bone woman”. A skeleton that seduces men by turning into an attractive woman, her purposes driven solely by love.
……..
“A-Are you sure…I’m not prettier this way?” Tilting your head to the side, your face reformed so that the zombie before you could see your stunning [e/c] eyes and hair. A nervous smile pursed your lips. “I mean…I understand men have different tastes but..”
“No..” Robbie croaked with a deep frown. “[Y/n]..prettier..when like…Robbie..” He gestured to the side of his face where his skin was torn, exposing a part of his jawbone.
You relaxed your shoulders, sighing softly as your true form, as a skeleton, revealed itself once again. Then you took off your hood. “Whew. Wearing human skin all the time and trying to blend in gets tiring, you know? But at least you appreciate my true self.”
With a tiny chuckle, you cupped his cheek, brushing your bony thumb along his scruff, earning a giggle from him. Of course, when you rose from your grave tonight, you didn’t expect to see a zombie who still looked rather handsome.
Obviously you couldn’t drain his lifeforce. But regardless, he seemed completely infatuated with you, so you’re willing to take what you can get. And you were content with that considering he loved seeing you as a skeleton instead of a human being.
“Robbie! Thank God…what did I tell you about wandering to random graveyards at…?”
“Marv!” Robbie turned around excitedly, grasping your hand as he looked at a magician in a cat mask, before he pointed to you. “[Y/n] is..undead…like Robbie!”
Marvin stopped short, gazing at you in immense surprise, although his eyes narrowed after he studied you for a second or two. “Wait..you’re a…Hone-onna, aren’t you?”
Smiling innocently, you showed him half of your human face. “You would be correct. I assume you know all about us…but don’t worry. I believe after all these years…I finally found the one.”
You kissed Robbie’s cheek, which made him grumble in happiness as you turned and hugged you tight.
Least to say, Marvin was stunned at how quickly you’ve won Robbie’s heart. But seeing as the zombie was happy to have found someone who was almost like him, the magician couldn’t help but smile a bit, too.
Dodomeki: “Many-eyed demon.” A person cursed with hundreds of bird eyes on their arms as punishment for stealing money.……
“So…if I were to cover your normal eyes could you still see with your bird ones?”
You opened your mouth to speak, but you stopped short as Jackie put his hand over your human eyes. With a small huff of annoyance, you rolled up your sleeve so that you could look around with the eyes on your arms instead.
“Yes,” you sighed. “I can see Anti sneaking off to your room to destroy your comic books.”
“Wha..HEY!!” The hero jumped to his feet as he saw the giggling glitch sprint down the hallway, before he quickly chased after him. “DON’T TOUCH ANY OF MY SHIT, YOU VILLAIN!!”
You chuckled in amusement. Well, you couldn’t say that your curse was completely awful, even though this was suppose to be your eternal punishment. Sometimes you had fun with it every once in a while, especially when pranking your new friends.
If you were gonna be stuck with these eyes for the rest of your days, might as well make it enjoyable, right?
“I have another question…do any of zhose eyes ever itch? Do you ever catch infections?”
“Isn’t that two ques-?” You looked over at Henrik, startled when he was suddenly right next to you. He then took your arm and examined the blinking eyes, studying their movements closely. But you were growing a little uncomfortable, so you lightly tugged your arm out of his grasp. “What are you..some biologist?”
“No..but I aspired to be one day~” He smiled innocently, before his expression fell. “So you vere a thief, huh? How do zhese eyes relate to your..uh..crime?”
“Well…I did have a knack for stealing copper coins.”
“Like…pennies?”
“No. Like these.” Digging into your pocket, you took out a few copper yen coins, all of which had holes in their center. “The holes in these are called chōmoku, or “bird’s eye” in English. So that’s why I have the eyes of birds.”
“…so this “demon” cursed you because you took some old coins? I-I mean…cash I’d understand but..”
“Stealing money is stealing money, Chase. Doesn’t matter how old or how valuable they are.” You looked at the man who was casually playing with a toy Nerf gun. “I guess I should be grateful I didn’t get my hands chopped off.”
“Ohh..true.”
With a soft sigh you gazed at your arm again, watching the eyes close as you put the sleeve back down to cover them.
“You know you’re lucky Jackie didn’t catch the “thief” part,” Marvin remarked, chuckling a little. “He probably would’ve flown you to the nearest jail cell.”
“Yeah. Somehow I think that would be a lot worse than having extra eyes.”
