evadiva

Introduction

˚₊‧꒰ა Eva ໒꒱ ‧₊˚. She/Her, Minor

Writer/Reader of fanfiction

Fandoms: Blue Lock, Jjk, Witch hat atelier, Demon slayer, Tshd, gatchiakuta.

Requests: Open

I'm not sure what else to put...

My Shinobu Medication Hcs

Cyclooxygenase (aspirin): the wisteria in her body if self-injected can start causing blood clots, cyclooxygenase is a blood thinner and an anti platelet to help stop those blood clots from reaching the brain and giving her strokes

Phentermine - topiramate (Qsymia): technically yes this is a weight loss drug but it is only meant to suppress appetite and that's how people lose weight from it so I think she use it to stop her from getting sidetracked she'd still eat nonetheless but she eat a lot less also every so often she take a tum or two for the nausea it causes

Midodrine: this one is semi canon since she sucks at waking up due to low blood pressure in the morning aka hypotension so I think she take this one in the morning to stop all the side effects of hypotension and heighten her blood pressure

Dopamine: another side effect of wisteria poisoning is fatigue and I didn't really know what to do with this one cuz I didn't want to give her a stimulant so I ended up with just small dosages of dopamine a few minutes after she would give herself the wisteria toxin about like 30ish minutes

Metoclopramide (Reglan): I think she'd have some pretty bad digestive issues because the wisteria in her body I feel like just honestly wouldn't let her digest properly cause a lot of vomiting nausea heartburn so this one is to stop a bunch of nausea and heartburn vomiting things that would stop her from working properly

Wha Agott's birthday

A Day of Close Calls

Agott knew something was wrong the moment Qifrey smiled at her for a little too long.

Not his usual amused, knowing smile. This one lingered just a second too long before he turned away as if nothing had happened. Across the room, Coco nearly tripped over a chair trying not to stare at her. Tetia was humming to herself with an almost suspicious amount of enthusiasm, Ollie looked like he was trying very hard not to laugh, and Richeh was... avoiding eye contact.

That, more than anything, made Agott pause.

Something was happening.

She just couldn't figure out what.

By the afternoon, Agott had mentally crossed off at least a dozen possibilities. It wasn't an exam. It wasn't a dangerous assignment. No one had accidentally summoned a monster, and unless Qifrey had somehow become far worse at hiding secrets overnight, it wasn't one of his usual mysterious plans.

Still...

Every time she entered a room, conversations stopped.

Every time she looked up, someone looked away.

It was beginning to irritate her.

She stepped into the kitchen just in time to catch Coco hurriedly shoving something behind her back.

"...What are you hiding?"

Coco blinked. "Nothing."

"You are literally hiding something behind your back."

"It's..." Coco glanced helplessly toward the ceiling, as if inspiration might be written there. "...Homework."

Agott raised an eyebrow.

"Since when is homework wrapped in pink paper and tied with ribbon?"

Coco's face turned bright red.

"...Decorative homework?"

Agott stared at her for another moment before letting out a quiet sigh.

"...You're a terrible liar."

"Yeah..."

Before Agott could press any further, Tetia burst through the doorway.

"There you are! Agott, I need your help outside!"

"With what?"

"...Flowers!"

"You've never needed my help with flowers."

"I do today!"

Without another explanation, Tetia took Agott by the wrist and hurried her outside.

The second the door closed behind them, Coco collapsed dramatically against the counter.

"That was way too close..."

Back inside, Ollie emerged from another room carrying a stack of folded streamers.

"Is she gone?"

"For now."

Qifrey peeked around the corner before letting out a relieved breath.

"I must admit," he said with a chuckle, "keeping secrets from Agott is considerably more difficult than I anticipated."

"She's terrifying," Ollie muttered.

Richeh nodded in complete agreement.

"She notices everything."

The group quickly returned to decorating. Coco climbed onto a stool to hang shimmering paper stars from the ceiling while Ollie carefully enchanted tiny lights to float between them. Richeh arranged flowers across the table with practiced precision, and Qifrey stood over the birthday cake with complete concentration, trying to smooth the frosting into something that looked intentional rather than... experimental.

"It leans," he frowned.

"It is a cake," Richeh replied. "Not a tower."

"It should still have dignity."

"It has frosting."

"Crooked frosting."

Richeh quietly took the spatula from his hands.

"I'll handle it."

A few minutes later, the front door creaked open.

"...Why does it smell like vanilla?"

The room froze.

Agott stood in the doorway, looking between each of them.

No one spoke.

Finally, Qifrey smiled far too casually, the sides of his mouth wiggling as if...nervous?

"Alchemy."

Agott looked at him.

"...Alchemy."

"Precisely."

"It smells like cake."

"...Cake alchemy."

Silence.

Agott narrowed her eyes.

"...That's not a thing."

"It could be."

She glanced at the bowl of frosting sitting half-hidden beneath a towel.

Then at the colorful ribbon peeking out from behind Ollie's cloak.

Then at Coco, who looked seconds away from exploding from nerves.

Agott's suspicion deepened.

"...You're hiding something."

"No," everyone answered at once.

The synchronized response only made things worse.

She folded her arms.

"You've all been acting strange since this morning."

Tetia laughed a little too loud.

"Have we?"

"...Yes."

Another silence settled over the room.

Finally, Agott sighed.

"...Fine."

To everyone's immense relief, she turned and walked away.

Only after the sound of her footsteps disappeared did anyone breathe again.

"I genuinely thought she'd figured it out," Ollie whispered.

"So did I," Coco admitted.

Qifrey smiled as he looked toward the now-finished decorations.

"Then we'd better make sure the surprise is worth all this trouble."

As evening settled over the atelier, Tetia convinced Agott to take a walk outside while everyone else hurried to light candles and put the final touches on the room. Warm golden lights flickered overhead, flowers framed the table, and the cake sat proudly in the center, finally looking respectable.

When the front door opened again, the room fell silent.

Agott stepped inside.

The lights were out.

She frowned.

"...Did the power go out?"

With a wave of Qifrey's hand, dozens of enchanted lights burst to life all at once.

"Happy birthday!"

The room erupted with cheers.

Confetti drifted through the air like colorful snow as Coco beamed from ear to ear, Tetia bounced excitedly beside the table, Ollie tried and failed to look composed, and even Richeh wore a small, satisfied smile.

Agott didn't move.

Her eyes slowly traveled around the room, taking in every decoration, every flower, every carefully planned detail.

Then they settled on the cake.

For perhaps the first time all day, she looked completely speechless.

A grin spread across Qifrey's face.

"We managed to surprise you after all."

Agott let out a quiet laugh, shaking her head in disbelief.

"I thought all of you had lost your minds."

"We almost did," Coco admitted.

"There were several close calls," Richeh added.

"And at least one argument with frosting," Ollie said.

"It was winning," Qifrey replied with mock seriousness.

Agott laughed again, this time a little louder.

Looking around at the people she'd come to call family, she felt a warmth settle in her chest that words couldn't quite describe.

"...Thank you," she said softly. "I really didn't see this coming."

For a moment, no one spoke.

P.S I cried...

• Angst

• GN!reader x shinobu

• INFINITY CASTLE SPOILERS a little?

Where The Wisteria Waits

The room smelled faintly of medicine and dried wisteria.

Your body ached before you even opened your eyes. Every breath felt heavy, every muscle protested as if the Infinity Castle had followed you back into the sunlight. Somewhere nearby, cloth rustled, and a cool compress was pressed gently against your forehead.

"...They're awake."

Aoi's voice.

Your vision slowly cleared. Wooden beams. A familiar ceiling. The Butterfly Mansion.

You swallowed, your throat painfully dry.

"...We made it?"

Aoi gave a small nod, though the expression on her face wasn't one of relief.

"You did."

You let out a shaky breath, your mind immediately searching for the one person who should have been standing beside the bed with that calm, practiced smile.

"...Where's Shinobu?"

Silence.

Aoi's hands stopped moving.

Her gaze dropped to the bandages she was adjusting, suddenly finding them very interesting.

"...Aoi?"

She bit the inside of her cheek before speaking quietly.

"Would... would it be alright if I brought Kanao in?"

Confusion settled heavily in your chest, but you nodded.

"...Okay."

Aoi slipped out of the room, closing the door with a soft click.

The silence that followed was unbearable.

A minute later, the door opened again.

Kanao stepped inside.

She looked exhausted. Dirt still stained the hem of her uniform, and there were fresh bandages wrapped around one arm. In her hands was a neatly folded envelope.

She walked to your bedside without a word.

For a long moment, she simply looked at you.

Then, quietly, she spoke.

"...Shinobu knew."

Your stomach dropped.

"She knew she wasn't going to make it."

Kanao lowered her eyes to the envelope.

"Before we entered the castle...she gave this to me."

Her fingers tightened around it.

"She said... if you survived... I was to make sure you received it."

A faint, bittersweet smile crossed Kanao's face.

"She said she trusted me... and Aoi... and the Butterfly girls to see it through."

She held the letter out with both hands.

"So..."

Her voice caught for only a moment.

"...Here."

The envelope rested lightly in your trembling hands.

On the front, written in elegant, familiar handwriting, were only four words.

For the one I love.

With trembling hands you opened it to reveal a note with her signature writing stating this:

"My dearest,

If you're reading this, then you've made it out.

I suppose I should begin with an apology. You deserve the chance to be angry with me for keeping this from you. I knew what I intended to do, and I also knew that if I had told you, you would have tried to stop me. You always did have that habit.

Please don't blame yourself.

My path was decided long before we entered the castle. I chose it with a clear mind, and I have no regrets. The only regret I could have carried was leaving without telling you how much you changed my life.

You gave me something I thought I'd lost forever.

After Kanae died, I believed I would spend the rest of my days pretending to smile until there was nothing left of me beneath it. Then you came along, so patient with me that it was almost irritating. You never demanded honesty, yet somehow you always saw through me.

Thank you.

Thank you for sitting with me in silence when words were too heavy.

Thank you for laughing at my terrible jokes, even the ones that weren't funny.

Thank you for reminding me that kindness isn't weakness.

And... thank you for loving someone who often forgot how to love herself.

Please don't let my ending become yours.

Cry if you need to. Scream at me if it helps. Tell me I was reckless. I'd probably agree.

But afterward...

Live.

Watch the wisteria bloom every spring.

Drink tea that's a little too hot.

Complain when the weather is unbearable.

Smile until it becomes genuine again.

Carry the people we've lost in your heart, but don't let us become chains around your ankles.

I hope one day you'll meet someone who makes you laugh so hard your sides ache. Don't refuse happiness because you think it would betray me. It wouldn't. Loving again would only prove that your heart survived.

If, by some impossible chance, souls meet again after this life, I'd like to think I'll find you beneath a field of wisteria. You'll complain that I disappeared without warning, and I'll tell you you haven't changed at all.

Until then...

Thank you for being my home.

I loved you more than I ever found the courage to say.

Forever yours,

Strawberry gloss - Arkco

The afternoon sun hung warm over the strawberry patch, turning everything golden. Coco sat among the rows with a basket in her lap, happily picking the biggest strawberries she could find while humming to herself. Every now and then she'd hold one up dramatically before dropping it into the basket like she'd just uncovered some rare magical artifact.

Agott sat nearby, trying very hard to focus on the actual task at hand. "Coco, you're supposed to pick the ripe ones, not just the large ones."

"But the large ones are cute."

"That isn't how fruit works."

"It is if you're me."

Agott sighed. Somehow, despite all the studying Coco did, she remained completely incapable of following simple logic when strawberries were involved.

Coco grinned and popped another berry into her mouth. Agott glanced over for only a second before looking away again. Then she looked back.

That was a mistake.

A small streak of strawberry juice had caught at the corner of Coco's lips.

Agott froze.

It wasn't even noticeable. Barely a smudge. Completely insignificant.

So why couldn't she stop looking at it?

Coco continued chatting away, gesturing excitedly with another strawberry in hand. Agott nodded occasionally, pretending she was listening, but her thoughts had completely derailed. The conversation became little more than background noise while her eyes kept drifting back to the same spot.

"...and then Tetia would absolutely try to eat all of them before we got home."

"Hm."

"And then Qifrey would have to stop her."

"Hm."

"And then I think strawberries should be made into hats."

"Hm."

Coco paused.

Agott immediately knew she'd made a mistake.

"Agott."

"Hm?"

"You aren't listening."

"I am."

"You just agreed that strawberries should be hats."

Agott stared.

"...That's a terrible idea."

Coco burst out laughing. "I knew it!"

Agott crossed her arms. "I was listening."

"You absolutely weren't."

Coco scooted closer with a suspicious expression, narrowing her eyes. Agott's heart nearly stopped. Why was she moving closer? That wasn't helping. In fact, it was making things significantly worse.

"Why do you keep staring at me?" Coco asked.

"I don't."

"You do."

"I don't."

"You've looked at my face like six times in the last minute."

Agott felt heat crawl up her neck.

Coco reached up and patted her cheek. "Do I have dirt on me?"

"No."

"A leaf?"

"No."

"A bug?"

"No..."

Coco blinked. "Then what?"

Agott looked away so quickly she almost gave herself whiplash.

"...You have strawberry juice on your lip."

"Oh."

Coco immediately wiped at her mouth.

She missed.

Agott watched.

"Did I get it?"

"No."

Coco tried again.

Still missed.

Another attempt somehow made it worse.

Coco laughed. "Then help me."

Agott's brain promptly stopped functioning.

"What?"

"You keep saying I missed it."

Coco leaned closer, completely unaware of the crisis she was causing.

"Where is it?"

Agott swallowed.

It was ridiculous. Completely ridiculous. It was a tiny smear of strawberry juice. That was all. Yet her heartbeat was pounding so loudly she was convinced Coco could hear it.

Slowly, she reached out. Her hand hesitated for a moment before her thumb brushed gently against the corner of Coco's mouth.

The strawberry juice disappeared.

Neither of them moved.

Coco blinked once.

Agott forgot how breathing worked.

Then Coco smiled.

It wasn't one of her bright, energetic grins. It was softer than that. Warmer. The kind of smile that always made Agott's chest feel strangely tight.

"Thanks."

Agott immediately looked away. "You're welcome."

A few seconds passed.

Then Coco giggled

Agott groaned internally.

That giggle meant Coco had noticed something.

"What?" Agott asked.

"Nothing."

"Coco."

"Nothing."

"Coco."

The grin on Coco's face widened. "You're blushing."

"I am not."

"You are."

"It's hot outside."

"Mhm."

"It is."

"Mhm."

"There is a sun."

Coco laughed so hard she nearly tipped over her basket.

Agott covered her face with one hand, feeling utterly defeated. The worst part was that Coco's laughter was impossible not to smile at. Before long, Agott found herself laughing too.

The strawberries ended up mostly forgotten after that. The basket sat between them while they talked about nothing important at all, enjoying the warm afternoon. And when Coco eventually leaned against her shoulder while reaching for another berry, Agott didn't move away.

After all, it would have been rude.

At least, that's what she told herself.

Irises-Arkco

The afternoon had been uneventful so far.

Not that Coco seemed to mind.

She was happily chatting beside Agott as they followed one of the paths winding through the countryside surrounding the atelier, drifting from topic to topic with no apparent destination in mind. Agott wasn't entirely sure how Coco could maintain a conversation for this long without exhausting herself.

"...and then Tetia somehow convinced everyone it was a good idea."

"It wasn't."

"It definitely wasn't."

"Then why did you agree to it?"

Coco smiled sheepishly,

"I thought it sounded fun."

Agott sighed.

Coco laughed at her reaction and continued walking, occasionally wandering a few steps off the path whenever something caught her attention. A butterfly. An interesting rock. A particularly shaped cloud.

Agott followed.

Someone had to ensure Coco didn't accidentally throw herself into a river because she spotted a fish.

The path eventually opened into a grassy clearing.

Wildflowers dotted the landscape in scattered patches of white, yellow, and violet.

Agott's attention settled on one cluster immediately.

Irises.

A surprisingly healthy patch, too.

Without thinking, she slowed her pace and stepped toward them.

Coco noticed.

"You found something."

"It's an iris patch."

Coco wandered over.

Agott knelt beside the flowers, gently brushing her fingers over one of the petals.

"They're in excellent condition."

"You sound impressed."

"I am impressed."

"There it is."

"There what is?"

"The flower voice."

Agott frowned.

"I do not have a flower voice."

"You absolutely have a flower voice."

Before Agott could argue, Coco crouched beside her.

Close.

Far closer than necessary.

Agott tried very hard not to notice.

"They're pretty," Coco said.

"They're irises."

"Those things can both be true."

Agott rolled her eyes.

Still, she found herself explaining.

"Historically they've been associated with wisdom and admiration. Their structure is fairly unique compared to most flowers as well."

Coco listened quietly.

Actually listened.

Not pretending.

Not waiting for her turn to speak.

Just listening.

Agott hated how much she liked that.

She picked one of the blooms carefully, examining the petals as she continued talking.

"The upper petals are called standards. The lower ones are called falls. Most people don't know that."

"That's because most people aren't Agott."

Agott paused.

"What is that supposed to mean?"

"It means you know everything."

"I do not know everything."

"You know flower anatomy."

"That is not remotely the same thing."

Coco giggled.

Agott felt herself smiling slightly despite her best efforts.

A terrible mistake.

Coco immediately noticed.

Of course she did.

Before Agott could compose herself, she felt movement beside her.

Then something brushed against her hair.

She froze.

Completely.

Her breath caught somewhere in her chest.

Slowly, cautiously, she turned her head.

Coco was still close.

Far too close.

One hand lingered near Agott's face as she finished adjusting something behind her ear.

An iris.

An iris was tucked into her hair.

Agott stared.

The world abruptly ceased functioning.

"What?" Coco asked.

Agott continued staring.

Coco blinked.

Then glanced at the flower.

"Oh."

The realization crossed her face.

A smile followed.

"I thought it'd look nice."

Agott's brain supplied no response.

Not a single one.

She could feel her heartbeat in her ears.

Coco had put a flower in her hair.

Coco had looked at an iris and thought of her.

Coco had reached over and tucked it behind her ear as though that were a perfectly normal thing to do.

As though Agott's heart wasn't currently attempting to escape her body.

"You okay?" Coco asked.

Agott opened her mouth.

Nothing came out.

An impressive achievement for someone who usually had an opinion about everything.

"Agott?"

"I..."

Brilliant.

Truly eloquent.

Coco's smile softened.

"It suits you."

That did not help.

At all.

Agott immediately looked away.

The grass suddenly seemed fascinating.

The sky was fascinating.

Trees were fascinating.

Anything that wasn't Coco.

Unfortunately, Coco stepped into her line of sight.

"You're blushing."

"I am not."

"You are."

"I am not."

"Agott."

"I am not."

"You totally are."

Agott wished she would stop smiling.

The smile was making this worse.

Everything about this was making it worse.

Most concerning of all was the fact that she didn't want Coco to take the flower back.

She should have.

It would have solved several problems.

Instead she found herself carefully touching one of the petals.

Just briefly.

Making sure it was still there.

Coco's expression changed.

Something warm flickered across her face.

Something that made Agott's pulse jump again.

The silence stretched between them.

Neither moved.

Neither looked away.

And for one terrifying moment, Agott became aware of how close they still were.

Very close.

Close enough to see the gold flecks in Coco's eyes.

Close enough to notice the faint curve of her smile.

Close enough to forget every fact she had ever known about irises.

Which was particularly frustrating because she knew a lot about irises.

"Agott?"

"Hm?"

"You stopped talking about flowers."

Agott stared at her for a moment.

Then at the flower in her hair.

Then back at Coco.

"...I wonder why."

Coco burst out laughing.

Agott groaned and covered her face.

The sound of Coco's laughter followed her all the way back down the path, and despite everything, she couldn't bring herself to remove the flower.