Sigh......... The ever dreaded Commissions Open Post...
Hi! Funny story, employment has been Very hard for me as of late. I am currently stable in securing a job, but the hours are... lackluster at best. Not enough to feed myself or pay my portion of rent.
But to help me, I have commissions open! Writing commissions in particular. I've been writing fanfics for a long time (Since 6th grade and now I'm 21) and I've had plenty of happy responses from people reading my work. Hopefully you can become one of them too.
Right here is my google docs commission sheet! Info in there is prices, fandoms, will dos and will don'ts, and examples of some work I've done!
I know these posts are a bit annoying to come by, but if you could spare at least a glance, I'd appreciate it a ton! ⋆｡°✩
Shout out to the anime for opening my eyes to Yuuken x Koito. Yuukoito? Koiken? Koiyuuken? Smth like that. Also I like the idea of all the manga Yuus x OB Victim so. This. lol
Edit: wait no. Not all the Yuu’s x OB Victims. Yuuka is a lesbian and I stand by that! She and Leona are just friends
Hello! ^^ Lol yup, I'm the Yuuken guy. Why not dump a few of my headcanons for him right now? Spoilers ahead for up to Chapter 6!
• I believe Yuuken is ambidextrous! There's no official info saying he's either left handed or right handed. It's probably implied somewhere if I reread the manga again for the billionth time he holds stuff with his right side, but I say he's both.
• During Chapter 3, the potion they drink to make them breathe underwater, actually makes them merfolk in my Yuuken timeline. Yuuken becomes, a crawfish mer! Unfortunately for him, crawfish are freshwater creatures and the ocean water is probably like poison to him while he's in there. Sorry Yuuken.
• Yuuken may have his best suit (his own school uniform) on him at all times, but that doesn't mean he doesn't deserve to dress up fancy! He's given outfits in all the different events stated where Yuu gets an outfit, plus during Chapter 1 his best suit switches out to one similar to the mad hatter's. A fancy suit like that makes him feel nervous. He left out wearing the matching hat. He also wears the pomefiore robes during Chapter 6 while flying to STYX. He finds them rather comfortable.
• Yuuken makes sure to keep his flip phone with him even while in Twisted Wonderland. It has no service, or the phone charger on him, but that doesn't mean one day someone from his world could call...
• Yuuken is 6'1. He's slightly taller than Leona. He's used to being taller than other people, so anyone taller than him (the tweels, Sebek, Jack, Malleus) makes him pause for a second. He's not used to bending his head up slightly to see people lol
• Yuuken is very active during the overblot battles, usually putting himself in front of the very magically capable people. Is it stupid? Yes. Will he keep doing it? Also yes. That's where we get the scar chart. Riddle's blot axe cuts his left side. Leona slashes his face, left shoulder and right side of his back. Azul's tentacles latching onto his skin made O shaped wounds around his limbs. Jamil's snakes gave him several snake bites. Vil's acid spilled and caught his stomach, and multiple spots on his limbs. Idia's fire burned his chest and shoulders, and a bit on his legs. Malleus... Well, that's a secret.
• Before being isekai'ed into Twisted Wonderland, his kendo club members didn't know much of anything about Yuuken's home life. He kept quiet about it, mainly because... well he didn't think much of his life was that interesting (he would be wrong). After Yuuken never appeared for the kendo club tournament, and now wasn't answering his phone, Yamada and Koito go to check out his house. There they find he hasn't exactly had a normal life like they first thought. Koito is, of course, very worried for his friend. And now he was seeing weird light tricks from inside his mirror...
...Well, that's the end of them. Hope you liked some fun facts. Always ask for more I could talk about this guy for like hours alone.
First off, happy birthday Kalim!! When I was making these prompts I totally forgot Kalim's birthday would fall on one of the days. So of course I had to include him this time around.
This is now a canon occurrence to me. Yuuken often does kendo training with Silver, but now after writing this I'm definitely imagining it was Kalim that brought them together. Yuuken is heavily autistic can you tell by how I write him
“Hah!” Yuuken’s grip on the bamboo sword was tight, swinging away towards the dummy hanging from the leafless tree. He hasn’t had time in the recent months to get some training in. His heart swelled, being able to practice kendo for the first time in a while.
“Yuuken!!” A familiar voice echoed out from below the hill, the figure of rapidly waving hands standing at the end of the road that meets with the dirt path up to Ramshackle. “What’re you doing up there?!”
It was Kalim, rare to see him alone without Jamil with him. He looked right in place under the sun, shining brightly enough to rival the star itself. Yuuken couldn’t help the smile that came to his face.
“Good to see you Kalim,” He said, watching the Scarabia dorm leader rush up the hill to his side. “I’m just doing some kendo training.”
“Kendo..? What’s that?”
That familiar thrill gathered in his chest, it always seemed to happen whenever he got to talk about something he was passionate about.
“Kendo is a sport that involves sword fighting,” He started, handing out his slightly scuffed bamboo sword to be inspected. “You use the shinai, ah, it’s sword made of bamboo to strike at the opponent.”
“People don’t get hurt, do they?” Kalim asked, taking the sword in his hands. “I can’t imagine you playing a sport and injuring people, Yuuken.”
“No– no no it’s nothing like that,” He couldn’t help but let out a laugh. Kalim was a bit naive, but he understood that curiosity. “There’s specific points where you have to strike on your opponent, but it doesn’t hurt them. You can feel there’s no sharp edges on that sword, plus-” He knocked on his armor, hearing the slight dink! of the harder outer shell. “-the armor is there to protect you.”
He could see in the older boy’s eyes how he was trying to wrangle the information in his head. For a moment he was nervous he rambled, maybe explaining things when there was no explanation needed. He could vividly remember the kendo club liking when he explained the rules to them the first time, but well, then the fifth or sixth time got too much. Nor was there a great response after he explained the rules for the tenth time.
“Oh!” A quick shout brought him back to the present, Kalim’s face beaming back up at him again. “I get it! It’s kinda like what Silver does!”
“Silver?” He’s seen Silver around campus. The quiet second year who seemed to nap in the courtyard or in class. They’ve talked a few times, but never anything beyond greetings, or the occasional overblot. “He does kendo?”
“Well, no, I don’t think it’s kendo.. It’s sword fighting. With actual swords,”
“This is a real sword.”
“Well, it’s a different type of sword!” Kalim laughed. “They’re metal and they got the sharp edges! Silver invited me to hold one of his swords one time, boy was Jamil mad when he saw me holding it! Ahahah!”
It may have been a different type of sword fighting, but even the mention that someone else in Night Raven College did a sport similar to kendo… How he wished he could tell Koito and the others.
“Can I meet him?” The words spilled out faster than he intended. “I mean– I haven’t had an actual training partner in a while.. And if you say he’s already familiar with swords, I’m hoping I can get him to train with me.” It sounded a bit silly when he said it out loud.
But Kalim’s smile only widened, the sword getting tossed to the ground as he grabbed Yuuken’s gloved hands. “Silver would be so excited to get another training partner! He usually trains with Sebek, and I tried to offer but Jamil shut that down fast,”
“Sebek knows too?” His chest felt light with excitement. “Can I go ask them?”
“Of course! Here, I think they’re actually training together around this time! C’mon, follow me,” Before he could be pulled away by the excited Kalim, Yuuken gathered his sword off the ground. Getting further away he could see the dummy he made hanging off the branch. It was nice, and he’d still practice with it sometimes, but nothing could beat the actual exchange between two partners.
“Thank you, Kalim,”
“Hm?” The dorm leader glanced back, red eyes sparkling bright. “No need to thank me!”
“It means a lot to me. Really,” He fixed the sword under his arm as they walked. “Back at home, I… I started a kendo club. It took a lot of work. I gathered up the members myself, and our school was about to enter its first match in years.”
His lips drew a thin line as he thought about it. At this point… That would’ve been months ago. Months too many.
“The night before the match… That’s when I got sent to Night Raven College.”
“Right, right. Cause you’re not from this world..” It was rare to hear Kalim’s voice go soft. “So, you missed it?”
“Hah…” A joyless laugh escaped him. “Beyond missed it. A part of me worries the team thinks I abandoned them.”
“Aww, Yuuken..” The hand holding his squeezed, a pressure that was enough to feel like someone was there. “I’m sure they understand! And when you get home, you can tell them all about Twisted Wonderland!”
“...I’m sure they’d love to hear about everything,” Yuuken picked up the pace, squeezing Kalim’s hand with his own. “Come on, we should hurry up.”
“That’s the spirit!”
Happy Day one of #YuukenBirthdayWeek25! I had a bit of trouble making the initial prompt list, trying to have them connect to Yuuken (at least, my version of Yuuken). Day one being tomatoes is pretty simple, that's his favorite food. You'll see why when you read further lol.
I hope you enjoy this little piece I wrote for day 1!
“Yuuken, what’s your favorite food?” The question was innocent. Everyone else told their favorite foods around the table. Ace with a pick of hamburgers and cherry pie, Deuce with a few egg dishes, and Grim with anything. The thought to say ‘anything’ as well was big in his mind, but the words paused before he could say them.
“Well.. I like tomatoes.” Instead a more truthful answer came out.
“Tomatoes?” Ace laughed sharply, nudging an elbow into his side. “Really? That’s it? Nothing other than tomatoes?”
“Well I like a lot of foods,” He continued, the focus on himself making a flush run to his face. “I like tomatoes, I like yakisoba, I like omurice,”
“Pretty simple diet, huh?” He was sure Trey meant well when he said that, but for some reason that made a burning feeling radiate through Yuuken’s chest. “It’s nice to like simple foods like that.”
“Is that a simple diet? That’s mostly what I had to eat growing up.”
“Huh?”
“Well,” He didn’t like those stares, like he said something strange. “...My parents weren’t around a lot of the time, so I had to make food myself.”
“Yeah, and he’s a real bad cook!” Grim spoke through layers of cream and crust in his mouth. “He burnt breakfast this mornin’! And the mornin’ before!”
“Ooh, if you get lessons you gotta get them from Trey!” Cater chimed in. “Although… how many times did you cut yourself with the knife today?”
He glanced down at his bandaged fingers. “Only eight times. That’s a pretty good record, all things considered.”
“Right… Alright, time to use Doodle Suit,” Trey stood from his seat, grabbing the magical pen sitting in his jacket pocket. His face became straight and serious, sparkling white lights gathering around the ruby red jewel of the pen. “Doodle Suit!”
The sparkling lights gather before the slices of the mont blanc, surely casting some sort of magic on it.
“And, this did..?” Ace asked, glancing up at his senior with a raised eyebrow.
“Try it for yourselves,” Yuuken picked up his fork, sliding through the cream like it did before. Maybe it was just his mind overthinking it, but he could taste a tingle on his tongue, the taste of magic.
But instead of the sweet, creamy taste of the mont blanc, Yuuken’s eyes widened in surprise.
“...It tastes like tomatoes.”
“Oh man, mine tastes like omurice!”
“Hah, mine switches between hamburger and cherry pie!”
The taste was perfectly accurate to a tomato. The acidity on his tongue would be exactly like biting into a fresh, ripe one right off the vine. It was like back at home. Yuuken could visibly remember checking the garden each day, until they were ready to harvest and he could taste something fresh, something other than microwave meals or reheated leftovers.
“Yuuken? You okay?” It was Deuce’s voice that shook him out of it. He blinked, not realizing the tears that had gathered at the base of his eye. He blinked them away and glanced back down at the tart, taking another tomato-full bite.
