Tyg's Otome Drabbles

Fluff or smut, fluff or smut… hmm… well, it’s both and neither, so I hope you’re happy with it. Happy Valentine’s Day! 😘

Crimedoesn’t care for holidays or special occasions. Tyg sighs and files away thereport she has been working on and glances at her phone. No messages.

Thismorning she and Eiki had agreed on spending lunch break together, but thensomething about his case came up and he had to leave to follow a lead.

“Yo, Tyg,you still with us?” Tennoji plops down on the chair in front of her desk,bringing her back to reality.

“Barely.What’s up?”

“Whoa,what’s with the scary look? You didn’t have your coffee yet or what?”

“That’s mynormal face, thanks, Tennoji.” Coolly she shuffles some files around, waits forhim to get to the point.

“Okay… soBoss says he needs this announcement you were talking about.”

“Yes, I gotthat on my list.”

“Today.”

Oh. She hasscheduled it for later that week, but this is nothing new.

“Fine, Ican manage it by 4. And tell him he owes me a big coffee. A fancy one!”

“Will do!And thanks.” With a big grin Tennoji rushes off, leaves Tyg to grumble a bitunder her breath.

“Good thinglunch is off the table anyway.”

For thatannouncement Kirisawa wants she had to go down into the archives only to find anote from Eiki on her desk upon her arrival.

“Hey, Ijust wanted to take you out for a coffee, but looks like I missed you. Plus: Imiss you.” A hand drawn emoji next to his name cries in silence and Tyg sighsagain. Great, just great. When she checks the office Kyobashi tells her thatEiki just left, and when it’s finally time to go home an emergency call fromher sister – whatever her sister considers an emergency – keeps her away fromtheir shared home.

Tired,grumpy and done with the world Tyg drags herself through the door and into thesmall hallway just a bit after 8.

There islight coming from the living room, sounds of someone rummaging through thekitchen cabinets.

“Eiki? Isthat you?”

His headpokes out from the kitchen, a smile blossoms on his lips.

“Hey, Tyg.I was wondering if you would come home at all. It’s not that you don’t like meanymore, is it?” His adorable puppy eyes don’t miss their purpose.

“It’s morethat the world doesn’t like us being together,” she explains, kicks her shoesoff and shuffles over to him to give him a quick peck on the lips. “Today wascompletely bonkers. Every time I tried to call or text you something came up, Iconstantly missed you-“

“I missedyou, too.”

“-thanks,but not like that. And I suspect someone has messed with my coffee and switchedit with decaf.”

He followsher into the living room where she stops on the threshold and stares.

“What –what’s all this?”

Candles,roses, two glasses and a bottle of wine.

“Well, wehad to cancel our last few date nights, didn’t even make it to lunch today, soI figured if we can’t go on dates, the date could come here. Take a seat, thefood will be served shortly.”

Food turnsout to be pizza, but who is she to judge? It’s loaded with cheese, goes wellwith the wine and the garlic bread. Eiki talks about the case he’s hopefullyclosing soon, they chat and eat, open a second bottle of wine.

Pleasantlytipsy they cuddle on the couch, innocent touches get heated, the second bottlealso empty by now.

They movetheir date to the bedroom, giggles and teasing kisses make up for thefrustration of the day.

After recent events for myself I had inspiration to do a few Drabbles for my favorite detectives! So I’ll be posting them one at a time, starting with the big misfit!

She knew the second she woke up what the day would be like. Though she hadn’t had a migraine this bad since college finals, she always remembered what they felt like.

For a while they were a weekly thing for her, having taken a golf club to the head by a neighbor kid and getting a few stitches, her head never seemed to be the same. Constantly prone to migraines since then, she knew when she was down for the count.

Grabbing her phone, she flinched at the pulsating feeling behind her eyes in reaction to the screen light. It was barely dawn, hardly anyone would be up around now. Except Kirisawa was a man of little rest, and she had no doubt in her head he would be up to answer her call.

“Hello? Kast?” Kirisawas voice was warm and quiet over the speaker, as if he wasn’t sure she was even properly awake.

“Boss.” She croaked in greeting, holding back a whine of pain as another blast of pain slammed into her skull. “I’m not gonna make it in today. Head. Pain. Bad.” She sighed at getting the words out, squeezing her eyes shut and flinching at the pain even that brought.

“Ouch, yeah you don’t sound so good Kast. Are the stitches hurting? Or something else?”

“Migraine.” She stated simply, hearing him hum in understanding.

“Alright, get some rest. Do you need anything?”

“Death. And quiet.” 

Kirisawa chuckled “Got it. Let someone know if you do need anything.” 

She made some sort of Acknowledgement and hit the end button. Holding it until her phone was completely off she tried to put it back on her nightstand. with a slap and a thud she horribly missed and her phone was abandoned to the ground. 

With another whimper she sat up in bed, feeling her head reel at the slow movement and another crashing slam to the inside of her skull, her eyes throbbing like they might jump out of their sockets from the force. 

“Oh god please no…” she muttered to herself, knowing instinctively what was coming next. With a surge of sudden energy she made a mad sprint to the bathroom and said farewell to her dinner. 

“It was good too…” she moaned, cleaning herself up as the pain subsided for a few minutes. With a quick trip to the kitchen to make an ice pack, she crawled back into the bathroom to claim as her nest for the day, feeling the aching throbbing building back up once more. 

Putting the ice on the back of her neck, she curled up on the floor, wedged as far into the side of the bathtub as she could get to let the cold seep into her skin. 

He had been anxious all day, calling her several times on his breaks and in between reports to check on his fiancee with hopes of just making sure she was alright, that she was eating and what not. Ellina never called out sick. Normally if she wasn’t feeling well he’d have to tie her to the bed. The fact she willingly stayed home on her own accord was nerve racking to him. By the eighth call that day, he was sure he was about to lose his mind. 

“Get out already Tennoji.” Kirisawa sighed, waving him off. Tennoji hesitated, looking absolutely torn between bolting for the door and upholding his duty to work. “Now, you’re getting my anxiety up watching you twitch over there. Wish her well for us.”

Tennoji finally nodded and leapt to his feet, not really hearing the snarky mutterings of his coworkers as he grabbed his stuff and quickly headed for the door. 

Blessing Ellina for caving to give him a key, he got to her apartment in record time, sprinting up the stairs as fast as his legs would carry him and blazing through the door like the building was on fire. 

“Ellina?” He called, noting that none of the lights inside were on. Tv off, no smell of any food of any kind having been cooked that day. His detective side kicked in and he was immediately scouring the apartment for her. 

“Come on this isn’t funny answer me!” He said, finding her phone on the floor next to the bed. He checked the bathroom last, hoping she wasn’t playing a prank on him and waiting to scare him. 

Sliding the door open cautiously, he instantly noticed how dark it was. A towel had been crammed into the blinds of the window, making it pitch dark. “The heck?” he muttered, flicking on the light. 

A whimper drew his eyes to the corner of the small room. Crammed next to the wall and the bathtub was Ellina, cringing away from the light and seeming to try to bury herself further. 

“Shit!” He muttered, panic filling him as he knelt over her, pulling her away from the wall to make her look at him.

“Hey hey! Ellina wake up what’s wrong?!” He gripped her shoulder, frowning as she glared at him. 

“Yutaka?” She murmured, trying to squirm away from the blinding light that made the throbbing heighten. 

“I’m right here! Hey keep talking to me, what happened is it your head? Dammit I knew those doctors didn’t know shit. Eiki should have let me talk to them. Hold on Ellina.”

“Yutaka stop…” She muttered, rolling her head back on the tile and praying for patience, or death. All she wanted was darkness and quiet. Really she should have remembered to put the chain on the door. 

“Hold on hold on, I’ll call an ambulance yeah! Shit where’s my phone….”

“Yutaka!” She snarled finally, patience gone and soaring through the window. Her hand shot up and snagged the collar of his shirt, making him yelp in shock. With strength she didn’t even know she had at the moment, she yanked him down towards her, his head making a small thud as it skimmed the corner of the bathtub. 

“Shut. Up.” She growled out. Somewhere in her mind she felt bad about him hitting his own head, but pain overruled everything else at the moment. 

“What I need.” She said every quietly and carefully, Tennoji’s eyes wide with worry and fear “Is for you to take this.” She used her free hand to grab the half melted ice pack from the back of her neck and shoved it into his chest, pleased when he grabbed it. “ Refill it with ice. And bring it back to me, and turn of the damn light. Got it?” She hissed in pain, her hand shaking as she finally let him go. Tennoji remained frozen for a moment before he nodded. 

Reaching up again and gently brushing her hand along his jaw then cheek, she pushed away his hair and offered a smile “Get some ice for yourself too.” She whispered, before going back to her fetal status in the corner. 

He did as requested silently, and she felt incredibly grateful, whispering a quiet thanks and apology when he left after delivering her ice to her once more. 

Hours later, several more stomach emptying attempts later as well, she finally felt the tightening rubber band around her brain evaporate. The sudden euphoria of painless existence making her cry tears of joy as she slowly and carefully cleaned herself up. 

Finally emerging from the bathroom, hair wet and sweatpants secure, she made a promise to herself to call Yutaka later to apologize and take him out probably tomorrow for her terrible treatment towards him. But at the moment all she wanted was water and pain free sleep. 

Though she didn’t recall leaving her living room light on. 

Dragging her gaze from the floor, she finally noticed Tennoji sitting on her couch, looking nervous as hell as he fingered the TV remote, watching her carefully as though she was about to kill over that moment. 

“H-Hey..” He said carefully, watching her sway unsteadily on her feet. For lack of better words, she looked like a zombie. Her face still pale as when he saw her earlier, her eyes narrowed at him like she struggled to see correctly. 

With a small grunt, she padded over to him and crawled across the couch, clear across and into his lap. He remained frozen as she buried her head into the crook of his neck, taking a deep breath of his soothing scent, then collapsing half on his chest, half on his lap, with her legs still sprawled across the rest of the couch. “H-h-hey!” He muttered again, letting his arm rest across her waist. She sighed contentedly, snuggling into him. 

“H-How’s your head?” He asked softly, rubbing circles into her hip. 

“Pft. How’s your head?” She muttered back, brushing her lips across his exposed collarbone, drawing a small hiss from him before he wrapped his arms around her and laughed. “Sorry.” she said softly. 

“All good. I may have to call the police for domestic violence though, be warned.” He chuckled into her hair, pressing a kiss of his own to her forehead. 

“We are the police dummy.” She shot back, a small smile forming on her face. 

“Oh right. Well… I guess I can arrest you later. You hungry?” He pulled her closer, seeming to not really get up despite his offer.

“No… No food. I just need you right now.” She said softly, feeling herself start to doze already. 

Heyo Nonny - funny story, I meant to write you a drabble.

Oops.

The keys clutched in your hand jangled softly, much like your nerves. You’d woven them to stick out between your fingers, the way you’d seen on a TV show or the internet once, as if they’d afford you some sort of protection - but a part of you knew it was more talisman than anything else. This cramped alley stank of scummy water and sour deeds, and if things in the dark here wanted to hurt you badly enough there was no way a few bits of flimsy metal were going to stop them.

This was a stupid idea. Every last shred of self-preservation, every instinct that had clung stubbornly to your brainstem as humanity crawled out of the sea, was screaming as much at the top of its lungs. This was the worst part of town, at the worst hour of the night. The only sounds besides your own unsteady breathing and the slow drip of a leaky pipe was the muffled pulse of music from a nearby strip club and the distant wail of sirens, never ending. Like banshees portending doom. There was a snowdrift of used condoms piled up against the rusted-out dumpster huddled in the shadows, and you shivered and drew your coat tighter.

You waited patiently in the lobby of the club, not knowing how long the wait would be. But you needed advice and you would wait for as long as it took. There wasn’t anywhere else that you knew to ask for this kind of advice.

“Hello, are you An?” a voice called out, breaking you out of your thoughts. You looked up to see a white gloved hand reaching out as an invitation for yours. “I am Karno. I understand that you asked for me?”  

You nodded, taking his hand as you stood up.

“Please follow me, a table is ready,” he smiled, leading you inside. “I must also apologize for the long wait. As you know, most of us work another job and I just could not get out of the duties that piled up over there.”

Shaking your head, you quietly said that it was fine.

Karno nodded slightly, leading you to a table along the wall. He pulled out a chair for you to sit, before pouring you some tea that had been placed there along with some scones.  Setting the teacup in front of you, he poured a cup for himself before sitting down across from you.  “Please tell me what’s been troubling you.”

After sipping your tea, you quietly told him what was going on, staring at the steam rising from the tea.

Karno sat back as he thought through what you told him. “It is the nature to want to help, but there is a limit to what one can offer before the tank is empty, so to speak. What you need is to set boundaries for yourself. I can see that you also have very little self-esteem. That by helping others would fill that void.  This is a common pitfall that I’ve seen time and time again.”

He paused to take a sip of tea before continuing.  “There are websites that can help you better than I can in the short amount of time that we are here.”  He snapped his fingers and a decorative card appeared. On the card contained a list of websites.  “I would like for you to read through these articles and think deeply on yourself. What you are really seeking for yourself.”

Looking down at the card, you saw the following list:

6 Steps To Set Good Boundaries

10 Way to Build and Preserve Better Boundaries

How to Set Healthy Boundaries: 10 Examples + PDF Worksheets

“The last one is the most in depth,” Karno said, after giving you some time to look over the list. “Some of the examples, of course, do not apply to your situation, but it provides overall good information that should be beneficial to you, An.”

You nodded, vowing to yourself to read through the information given on the sites.

“Lastly, I want to share this quote that I have read very recently, that I feel is applicable to your situation.  It is from Paramahansa Yogananda:”

“Millions of people never analyze themselves. Mentally they are mechanical products of the factory of their environment, preoccupied with breakfast, lunch, and dinner, working and sleeping, and going here and there to be entertained. They don’t know what or why they are seeking, nor why they never realize complete happiness and lasting satisfaction. By evading self-analysis, people go on being robots, conditioned by their environment. True self-analysis is the greatest art of progress.”

~ Paramahansa Yogananda

You sat back as you listened. It was true, you haven’t really thought about yourself that deeply.

Me: I want more, too!

Them: …aren’t you the author?

Me:

1)     Coffee shop AU

i)       Barista and person who has a ridiculous coffee order

ii)      I’m worried about your coffee dependency

iii)     you accidentally poured boiling hot coffee over me so you’re responsible for taking me to A&E

iv)     you give me a different fake name every time you come into starbucks and I just want to know your real name bc ur cute but here I am scrawling “batman” onto your stupid cappuccino

2)      Flower shop AU

i)       You buy a weird amount of flowers and I’m concerned as to why

ii)      I’m allergic to flowers but I work in a flower shop – you’re a customer who’s very confused as to why I’d do that

iii)     (this is also a good way to incorporate flower meanings eg, buying certain colours/types for person to represent feelings etc.)

3)      Library AU

i)       You’re overdue on this book and I want it so I’m tracking u the fuck down

ii)      I work in the library and I’m a little concerned for your health bc you never stop studying

iii)     The library’s pretty empty save for you and me and OH that couple making out loudly in the shelves somewhere

4)      Awful first time meeting

i)       I accidentally punched you in the face when I was too overexcited about something

ii)      I thought you were my friend who’s just done something awful to me (read: cut my hair while I slept, dyed all of my clothes pink, etc. etc.) because you look similar from behind so I stormed up to you and shoved you from behind while calling you an asshole

iii)     You get the gist to this one

iv)     Oooh when you told me your name I thought you were joking because it’s fucking awful and I made a joke about it and things got awkward real fucking fast (perfect for a Hannibal au just saying)

5)      Weird places to meet/awkward meetings in general

i)       We live in the same block of flats but haven’t ever talked and Sunday morning we were both doing the walk of shame and had to stand in the lift together

ii)      “okay I know that being in the woods at 2am is a weird thing to be doing but my friend called me and- wait, why are you in the woods at 2am, fuck I’m going to die aren’t I?”

iii)     A personal favourite of mine – first day at a new job and oh fuck my boss is the person I drunkenly hooked up with last weekend/night

iv)     We keep accidentally running into each other I’m not a stalker I swear

v)      You live across from me in our apartments and we smile when we see each other but we don’t really know each other and oh you’re the stripper at my friend’s stag do/hen night fuck this is really uncomfortable

vi)     “My shower’s broken but I’ve got a date tonight could I possibly use your shower please?” “Oh sure (neighbour that I’ve been crushing on for the past six months) of course you can use my shower to get ready for your date (fuck fuck fuck)”

6)      Friends to romance – pining and all that wonderful shit

i)       You’ve got a date tonight and you asked for advice on what to wear but I’m so in love with you and damn you look good in the outfit I picked out for you

ii)      I really like you but you’re my best friend’s ex

iii)     You’ve liked me for ages and were really obvious about it and I didn’t like all the attention but now you’re over me I really miss it and fuck I think I like you too?

iv)     Somewhere along the way of getting into bar fights together, staying up all night with movie marathons, other friendship things, I’ve fallen in love with you but oh my god this could ruin EVERYTHING

v)      Friends with benefits oh wait I like you

7)      FAKE DATING HOLY SHIT I LIVE FOR THIS

i)       It’s my highschool reunion and I need a hot date so I can rub it in the faces of the people who hated me

ii)      My homophobic parents are coming to visit will you pretend to date me as an extra “fuck you”?

iii)     There’s a person who won’t stop bugging me will you pretend to be my partner so that they’ll fuck off?

iv)     I told my sister I have a boyfriend so she’d stop trying to set me up with people but now she’s coming to visit and I’m in too deep I need a fake boyf ASAP

8)      Soulmate aus

i)       The first words your true love(s) will say to you are tattooed on you and why the fuck are their first words something really ridiculous like ‘I’ll pay you a tenner to punch me in the face’ or ‘quick what’s your favourite animal’ or ‘fucking shit hell holy fuck wow oh my god jesus h Christ fuck me’ etc. or even worse a really ridiculous song lyric like  the opening lines of uptown funk or a high school musical song or smthing did you have to serenade me the first time you saw me asshole?

ii)      You get an ‘impression’ of your soulmate when you turn 18 or something but all I got was a strong smell of bananas or an overwhelming feeling that Thatcher was a good prime minister or an image in my mind of a fucking unicorn

iii)     The more ridiculous the better actually

iv)     Something like whenever your soulmate sings a duet you can’t help but join in and my fucking soulmate is in a goddamn band but I can’t sing for shit

v)      Or maybe something like soulmates always sneeze at the same time and I cant be sure but me and this kid in my French class just sneezed at the same time are we soulmates or was it a coincidence (proceed w character trying to make themselves sneeze around said person to see what’s what)

9)      Alternate universes for real

i)       Mermaids

ii)      Siren and asexual pirate who doesn’t understand why all his crew are losing their shit that person has a nice voice sure but what the fuck is happening

iii)     Hogwarts

iv)     We live in a world where the greek gods are real and you went and got yourself cursed and now I have to go on a fucking quest to sort this shit out why do I love you again?

v)      Pacific rim au (either they’re drift compatible or one of them is a ranger and the other stresses constantly bc what if they die yes I have read a fic like this no I didn’t come up with this one but it’s fucking good) (also if you haven’t seen that film go watch it now)

vi)     Literally any movie or book universe you like tbh just go for it

10)   Other aus that I like

i)       I wanted to go on the ferris wheel but there has to be two people to a cart come on random person let’s go oh wait are we stuck at the top? Fuck

ii)      We work in the same office and you have a goddamn squeaky chair and you wONT FUCKING STOP SQUEAKING IT BECAUSE YOU KNOW IT ANNOYS ME

iii)     Our mutual friend set us up on a blind date and I thought I’d hate it but you’re actually… kind of funny? But because I expected to hate it in no way am I going to let you change my mind just because you’re gorgeous and funny and intelligent oh no my friend is not winning this

iv)     It started to snow and I’m the only one of our friends who would go outside with you – I soon found out why none of the others would go out in the snow with you (this works best if they’re new friends who don’t know each other all that well) when you shoved a handful of snow down my back and declared snow war

v)      It’s nowhere near Christmas it’s literally still November would you calm down about Christmas wait no why are you getting the tree out no stop please stop (if you do this pre-relationship you can have the grouchy one secretly finding the other’s excitement endearing and falling in love with them actually that works for established relationship too)

vi)     Current partner got a new job in America (or other country far away) and we’re getting by on skype calls and emails but it’s not easy and then I met someone new (can be poly or can be finding the OTP person)

vii)   You want us both to get in shape and I hate working out/running but your ass looks really good in shorts oh the things I do for my friends and their nice asses

viii)  Carrying on from 10.vii. you’ve caught me checking you out in what I thought was a subtle way too many times and now you’re calling me out on it what do I do???

ix)     You’re an actor/other famous person that I really admire and I just saw you in the street and as I was debating whether or not to say hi you came up to me and started flirting what do I do??

x)      You were waving at your friend behind me but I got confused and waved back at you and now I’m dying of embarrassment but you think it’s cute

xi)     I sat down in the wrong class and I’m panicking but don’t want to get up and leave because the class has started and you think it’s hilarious and shut up you dumb fuck you don’t know me aahhh

xii)   I’m a waiter at this wedding and you’re a drunk guest who will not stop hitting on me please I’m trying to work no I can’t dance with you omg let me find you some water

xiii)  Our best friends are that awful ‘cute’ couple that make-out in public and call each other “sweetie” and “sugar” and “babe” and god they’re awful let’s talk about how awful they are – develops into “shit we’re the awful couple now”

xiv)  You pissed me off in class so I threw a book at your head and now I’m in detention and jesus fuck I hate you so much and the teacher made me apologise and wait you’re cuter up close and the way you talk is kind of nice actually oh fuck no

Okay I could go on forever but this is over 1,500 words of auing already I have too many ideas christ

Prompt: “You never struck me as the dominant one, but please don’t stop!” Pairing: Hideyoshi x Fem!Reader Words: 1,787 Category: Smut, submissive!Hideyoshi, and gentle femdom.  Author’s Note: Set in a Modern AU. I don’t even know if this is what you had in mind, but it just kinda came out of me and I’m not going to lie I really enjoyed rendering Hideyoshi into a blushy, pleading mess. I did end it on a cliffhanger. I’m not very nice (bows apologetically). Maybe I can be convinced to continue this later, but seeing as I have soooo many more requests to fill, it may be a while. Still, I hope you enjoy!! 

You smirked over the rim of your glass, pausing before tilting it back, and enjoying a sip. Hideyoshi licked his lips, a nervous habit that could be passed off as a flirt, but he couldn’t deny that he felt strangely unsettled when he locked eyes with you. You weren’t like other girls - all doe-eyed with dewy lips and blushing cheeks; submissive and eager to please. No. You craved the feeling of someone’s heartbeat rushing under your fingertips; of gasps, and groans, and pleadings for pleasure. There was nothing that could turn you on more than the sigh of a powerful man on his knees, willing to do anything you desire just to please you. Hideyoshi was one of these men - powerful, successful, charismatic. A guy that usually got what he wanted and could have his pick of any woman in the room. Getting a man like him to submit to you would be a challenge - he was confident and most likely used to being the dominant partner when it came to sex. Your mind raced with fantasies of how he would like like with an embarrassed, needy blush on his cheeks. How delicious he would look with his mouth open, panting - begging for you to touch him. Your eyes narrowed as you zeroed in on him, smoldering with desire and challenging him to just try you.

‘Tis the season for haunted houses – in North America. I learned a few things while writing this about them in Japan! I haven’t been to one, but I am operating with the assumptions:

While there are year-round haunts the most popular season for temporary haunted attractions is the summertime.

Since 1996ish it has become popular to have an element of visitor participation – they are given a “mission” and are personally involved in a narrative that unfolds as they progress. For example, the guest must escort a child through the spirit world to their mother on the other side, or find a fire then recite an Ofuda and throw it into the fire to banish an evil ghost, or remove a cursed tooth from a woman’s mouth and get it to the exit.

This sometimes includes an element of backstory/history to be read before you ever enter.

X | X | X | X | X | X

NOBUNAGA:

Is just delighted

Laughs, doesn’t scream, but compliments the actors who do a good job of startling his group

Probably offers jobs to the really good scare-ers

Doing what, who knows, he just hires people he likes and figures out what they’re good at later

Literally makes every single one of his retainers employees go through to complete the mission

Almost DEFINITELY gets banned either for fighting the ghosts or because he turns it into a competition for his retainers employees and they make a mess of the place trying to speed through it.

After his first one, probably draws out a map of all of the ones that are available and goes out on a mission to visit them ALL

Probably makes you go first because your reactions are super funny to him.

Would absolutely not wait in line

But WOULD demand a place open up just for him

MITSUHIDE

Is not scared by any of this but is slightly startled at times?

Like in a who comes up with this and spends their time coming up with this kind of way and I was so distracted wondering that I didn’t hear that ghost come up behind me kind of way

Does appreciate the romance of the storylines, even if he thinks the narrative could be tightened up in a few places

Has a horrible suspicion Nobu will want to do one of these, so, he takes notes

Spends so much time looking for the mechanics and documenting things mentally that he doesn’t fully immerse and appreciate the experience D:

Until the other guys notice and gang up on him for a good scare

JOKE IS ON THEM he just jumps and then frowns at them

Probably lectures them for disrupting the actors

Has a lovely chat with the designer of the attraction

Very gently reminds you that none of this is real and you’re quite safe, possibly with quotes on labor law and event attractions, when you get scared.

A/N- Thanks so much for the request, it’s something different than all the cheating, dying, kidnapping, and blah (so it is not odd at all)!  I tried to do something new and interesting with this; I hope all of you like it.  I know it is long, but it is worth it I think!

Also thanks for re sending it, you added the butlers in the second time so I added them here with Zain and Theo for the lolz!  

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Edward-  My eyes widened as I watch the beautiful woman walk into the room.  Who was this woman?  I never seen any woman as charming as her before; this woman was more beautiful than the goddess of love herself.  She reminded me of a rare hidden rose hiding inside a dying bush.  Her beauty brightened up the room and she stood out as she walked toward me with a smile on her face, her cheeks were turning a lovely shade of rose red with each step.  I took a deep breath as I walked toward her with a curious expression on my face.  I knew I was supposed to wait for the commoner boy to return but I could not help myself.  Her hypnotizing allure was magnetizing me toward her and I began moving without a single thought

“Edward, are you okay?” she asked as we got close enough.  That voice, no it cannot be… but it is.  My eyes widened as I met her eyes.  The makeup that covered her face tried to mask her identity but I finally saw past the disguise.

“Mc?” I muttered to myself.

“Yes?” she responded as she watched me with a confused look.  She waited for me to say more but language had failed to express my feelings at the moment.  How did I not realize Mc was a woman?  A beautiful woman at that.  My heart started to race in my chest as I continued to gaze at her, I felt like I could die happily right here.  I saw a piece of heaven on earth.

“You look beautiful princess,” I finally said with a smile as I held my hand out toward her, “can I have this dance?”  Her cheeks reddened as she muttered yes.  I led her to the dance floor and placed my hands on her waist as she places her on my shoulders.  We danced for a few minutes and I could not help but notice how nervous she was; she ended up stepping on my toes a couple of times but I ignored it, I was too distracted myself.  She ended up laughing and I looked at her curiously, “what is funny?”

“To be honest,” she said, “I thought you believed I was a guy for a while.  The way you talked to me when you invited me to this ball after the flower accident, and the way you were just looking at me.  You seemed really surprised like you saw a ghost; I think I am just over thinking things, you can ignore me.”  I felt my cheeks redden as I looked away from her; I could not tell her she was right.

“I did not see a ghost,” I said, “I saw a fallen piece of the heavens, and now I am dancing with her.”

Louis-  I watched in awe as Edward danced with the beautiful woman.  He looked like he was in nirvana as they swept along the dance floor.  Who is that woman?  I have never seen her at any party before; I know because I would remember seeing a beauty like her’s before.  Strangely, she does look slightly familiar but I could not put my finger on it.

I ran my fingers through my hair as I watched the duo closely and the dance finished.  The two of them walked over to a table and sat down as I continued to watch them.  After a few minutes of talking the duo separated and Edward walked straight toward me.

“Your highness,” I began, “who was that woman.”

Edward laughed, “it is Mc.”  My eyes widened as I turned back toward the beautiful woman, that could not be her.  My cheeks reddened as I thought about the young boy Edward invited to the dance out of pity after Prince Keith soaked while driving.  I had trouble putting the two faces together as I watched other men talk to her.  I felt something strange in my gut as I watched the two.  “She is a very beautiful woman,” Edward said from beside him.

“She is, I didn’t realize that Mc was a woman until now though,” I muttered.

Edward looked at me smiling, “to be honest, I didn’t know either.”

Wilfred-  I watched as the beautiful woman anxiously walked through the crowd.  She looked out of place in the crowd as she searched for some solace in the chaos of nobles.  She caught men’s attention but ignored them as she searched for some comfort.

To be honest, she looked almost like Alice lost in Wonderland.  Where is the rabbit?  She was completely lost, and she piqued my interest.  She wore a blue dress almost like Alice’s and I tried to stifle my laugh.

Her expression lit up as she saw someone in the crowd.  She walked toward the source and it ended up to be Edward.  Edward always gets the interesting ones I thought as I begin to wonder what happened to the commoner he was with earlier, that boy was very intriguing.  Even though he was a shabby looking commoner he was brave enough to go head on with Keith who can be scary.

I laughed to myself as I grabbed a cup of wine from a waiter and took a sip.  I watched as Edward led the girl onto the dance floor and they began to dance.  That is when it happened; our gazes clash and my eyes widened.  Those bright, determines eyes broke the gaze first as she continued to dance.  Those were his eyes, I remember them well.  I never seen a commoner with as much determination as that boy.  She was he.  The cup of wine nearly slipped through my fingers as the pieces fell into place.

Claude-  I watched as Wilfred gazed intently at Edward dancing with some woman.  Did he know her?  Chances are no.  If he did I would have also met her before but the woman was a mystery to me.  I sighed, I never seen Wilfred’s attention stuck on someone this long before.  His attention has always been kidnapped by words in books, never by an actual person.

I walked over toward Wilfred and whispered, “do you know the woman that Edward is dancing with?”  Wilfred smiled as he turned toward me with a mischievous look.

“Yes,” he said as he turned back, “I wonder if the other princes realized it yet.”

“What do you mean?” I asked confused as I turned back toward the woman, “who is she?”

“Remember that boy that was arguing with Keith earlier?  Mc?”  Wilfred asked as he kept his gaze glued on the woman.

“Yes?” I replied as I watched her.  Was she related to him?  Did Edward give the boy a plus one invitation?  Wait, why would he be dancing with the boy’s date…

“That is him,” Wilfred stated.  My eyes widened as I remembered the messy looking boy.  That cannot be him, she looked too… beautiful?  That boy looked like he lived on the streets or something.  I kept staring at her until I realized it was true.  She was wearing the same chain around her neck that he wore.

Wow…

So it is true, clothes really do make the woman.

Glenn-.  “She looks… familiar,” I whispered to myself as Alan looked up at me like I was crazy.  Alan followed my line of sight and saw her.

“Ooo,” Alan squealed, “she is pretty.”  She was more than pretty, she was beautiful.  A familiar voice tried to whisper her name in the back of my head but I could not comprehend it.  I was just left to watch Edward dance with her as a pain in my chest echoed through my soul.

I turned toward Alan who was drinking apple juice as he looked around anxiously.  He was not ready, I knew he should have stayed at home.

Alan then turned toward me with bright eyes and asked, “I’m bored, can we play a game?”

With a groan I replied with, “no.”  That is when I heard two women walk by gossiping.

“Are you serious?” a woman exclaimed, “Prince Edward brought a commoner as a date?”  My eyes widened as I turned toward the woman; everything slowly came back to me as I remembered the only commoner Edward had invited was that man… women?  What was his name?

“Is that Mc?” Alan asked curiously.  Mc, that is the name!  Wait, Mc?  That name… It sounds so familiar….

Yu-  I smiled as I walked over toward the young master.  I know he was most likely getting bored of this silly party.  To be honest, I am too, but unlike the young master I am used to it.  I ran my hand through my hair as I saw both the boys  distracted by Edward and his date.  As I turned toward the two I noticed something familiar about the woman; I just could not put my finger on it.

Where is she from?  She is not a noble; I would definitely remember her.  She looked out of place, she looked like a bright candle shining in the pitch dark.

A pain echoed in my chest that refused to be ignored.  My heart remembered something my brain seemed to deny.  I felt internal confliction as I walked up to the duo.

She looked more radiant the closer I got.

That is when I heard Alan ask, “is that Mc?”  I turned to look at the woman and the memories flood back.  

Mc, my childhood friend… Mc, my first love… and Mc that…

Edward brought a guy with the same name here.  The guy that fought with Keith.  Wait… was that man my first love?

Roberto-  I watched Edward happily dance with a beautiful, mysterious woman.  The woman looked familiar but I could not put my finger on it.  I turned my attention toward Alberto who was standing guard by the exit making sure I do not slip away from the party.  He knows me too well.  I sighed as I turned away to move my attention to other things.  Time passed and I bumped into the dancing woman from earlier.

“Sorry,” she muttered.

“It is okay,” I said with a smile, “weren’t you dancing with Edward?  What is your name by the way?”

She laughed, “Mc.”  Mc?  That name…

“Wait.. weren’t you that guy Edward brought?” I asked as my eyes widened.  She laughed even more as she nodded her head.  She had a cute laugh.  “So are you a crossdresser?” I asked curiously as I looked at her feminine outfit not and mentally compared it to the outfit she wore before.

Her cheeks went bright red like a tomato, “NO!  I just don’t like wearing girly clothes that much…”

I laughed, “okay, okay, okay…  So you are a woman then?”

“Yes,” she responded.

Alberto- I watched Roberto talking with a woman in blue dress and tried to recall who she was.  She looked somewhat familiar the more that I watched her.  After their conversation the duo went their separate ways and I quickly lost track of the mischievous prince.

I left the post and scouted the edge of the party to see Roberto making his way toward the door.  I walked up behind him and tapped the prince’s shoulder.

“Your highness where do you think you are going?” I asked.  Roberto jumped and quickly turned around with a disgruntled look.

Roberto ran his hand through his hair and said, “well that was quick.”  I did not say anything as I sighed, why does Roberto always have to try to sneak out of his royal duties?

“Well while we are talking sir,” I began, “who was that woman you were talking to?”

“Mc.”

“Mc?” I asked as I tried to remember the name.  Wait… was that the name of the boy Edward had invited to the party?  But… Roberto was definitely talking to a woman.  Maybe a different Mc?  “What family is she from?” I asked.

“She is not a noble,” Roberto stated, “she is the girl that was arguing earlier with Keith, remember?  The crossdresser?”  I stood there in shock as I gazed at the prince waiting for him to say he was just joking.  That girl was Edward’s boy?  Edward invited a crossdresser to the party?

Keith-  I watched the beautiful girl in blue drinking wine as she stood near a wall.  It was hard not to watch her as she danced with Edward, and spoke with Roberto.  I could not help but feel a bit envious as I watched them from afar; I had to step in and doing something soon.  Like a lion I waited for my prey to be alone and defenseless to pounce; the time has finally come for me to go in for the kill.  I walked through the crowd that naturally separated around me and up to the girl.

“Would you like to dance?” I muttered to the girl and her eyes widened as she stared at me.  I did not wait for her to respond as I pulled her toward the dance floor and put my hands on her waist.  She slowly put my her hands on my shoulders as we slowly began to dance.  “You know you can try?” I whispered low enough for only she can hear.  She was dancing alright with Edward before, what is wrong with her now?

Her face reddened as she glared daggers at me and she spat, “I didn’t say I wanted to dance.”  That voice…

“Mc?” I said and she nodded her head, “as in that stupid commoner?”

She pushed herself away from me, “yes I am the one you speak of, and you are a pompous jackass.”

Luke-  I jumped up as I saw the girl Keith was dancing with push him away from her and yell, “yes I am the one you speak of, and you are a pompous jackass.”  She turned away from him and stomped off into the crowd.  Keith’s expression showed both anger and shock as he watched her leave him behind.

I rushed over quickly to his side and asked, “what happened, your highness?”

Keith turned toward with fire in his eyes as he said, “it does not matter.”  Before I could say anything else he stomped off.  I heard a voice behind me laugh and turned to see Roberto walking toward me.

“He’s okay… Luke right?” he said.

I nodded my head, “yes your highness.  Do you know what just happened though?”

Roberto laughed, he was amused by the whole situation, “remember that boy that Prince Keith was arguing with earlier?”  I nodded my head, the boy caused Keith to leave the room yelling in anger.  “Keith was just dancing with him,” Roberto stated, “him being her.”  My eyes widened as I remembered the girl that Keith spent so much time watching through the night.  She was that boy?  I scratched my head in confusion as I rushed after my prince.

Joshua-  I took a sip of my wine as I looked out onto the garden.  I had to get a break from the crowd and ended up outside on the balcony; luckily no one else was out here.  I heard the door open behind me; I had spoken too soon.  I turned to see a woman wearing a beautiful blue dress walk to the edge of the balcony and sigh.

She did not even realize I was here.

I watched as she looked out at the garden and whispered, “wow… it’s amazing.”

“Yes it is,” I said causing her to jump, “the flowers are imported from all the kingdoms.”  She turned toward me and I gasped.  Her eyes were a plain colour, but at the same time they were beautiful.  They shined brightly in the night sky that enveloped us, they reminded me of stars.

“Sorry, did I interrupt your… private time?” she asked curiously.

“No,” I said as I turned my attention back towards the garden, “you see those roses over there?  They were given to the garden about hundred years ago by Charles kingdom by the current king’s grandfather.  The sunflowers, and the cherry blossom trees are from Oriens.  The–”

“How do you know?” she asked.

“Books,” I said, “and the whomping willow is from Dresvan.”

“Why are you telling me this?” she asked.

“You seemed interested in the garden,” I stated, “and you looked like you never seen it before.”

“I have never been here before,” she stated.  I looked at her confused; who is she anyway?  I should have asked this earlier.  She cannot be a noble, she would know more about the place.  Does she work here?  No… she has no uniform.

“Who are you?” I asked and she laughed, “what is funny?”

“We met already, did you already forget?” she asked.  I nodded my head and she said, “Mc.”

“Do you mean you are the commoner Edward brought?” I asked and she nodded her head, “I thought you were…”

“A boy?  Everyone seems to think that,” she said.  I looked away toward the garden as I tried to register the new information.

Jan-  I watched silently as Prince Joshua talked to the woman.  Leaning on the wall I wondered who the woman was.  Joshua was pointing at stuff over the balcony as she watched; so, I could not see her face.

“Jan?” a voice called and I turned to see Zain walking toward me.

“Yes,” I said as I straightened my posture and turned toward the noise.  I felt like a kid that was caught putting his hand in the cookie jar before dinner even though I did nothing of the sort.  Zain’s expression turned to curiosity the closer he got to me.

Zain looked out the glass door once he reached me, “so, that is what you were looking at.  I was wondering where she went.”

“Who is she?” I asked as I turned to gaze at her.  I did get a familiar vibe off of her but I could not connect the wires.

Zain smiled nervously, “that is the commoner that Edward brought.”

I turned toward Zain with a confused look and back at the commoner, “didn’t Edward bring a guy?”  I knew Edward brought a guy because I could never forget that silly argument he, I am guessing she now, had with Keith.

“Edward brought a woman, not a man.  I was surprised too,” Zain stated with a smile before saying he had to go and do something.  I turned my attention back toward the duo outside and curiously watched the woman.  She is an interesting one if this is all true; thinking about it, Zain has no reason to lie to me about this.  I wonder if Joshua knows this yet.  She turned around and I finally got a glimpse at her face.  It really was Edward’s little pet.

Zain-  “Umm…” Mc said curiously while looking at the clothes I brought, “why is it all male clothes?”  I was taken aback by the question.  What did he mean?  He is a guy right?  Did he expect me to bring a bunch of dresses?  Edward only asked if I could prepare clothes for a commoner boy he was bringing.  Is this man a crossdresser?  I did not know what to say and Mc’s cheeks reddened as she said, “I know I dress boyish but I am a female not a male.”

My cheeks reddened as I looked her up and down and realized it was true.  I did not get a good view of her closely earlier, all I heard about her was from Edward.  If Mc was not a female than she had a big chest for a man… Why did Edward make a mistake like this?  Does he even know that Mc is a female?

“I am so sorry for the mistake Miss,” I said as I quickly bowed my head low, “I will go get new clothes for you, sorry again.”

“It is okay,” she said  with a small laugh as I quickly backed out of the room with the maids to fix the issue.  How could I make a stupid mistake like that…  I took out my phone and began to create quick preparation for dresses to be brought up to Mc.

When I met up with the Michel later and told him about what happened he laughed, “it is okay Zain, everyone seemed to think the poor girl was a boy at first.  I had to take a double look myself, but I knew from the beginning that lovely Mc was a girl.”

Theo-  I rushed up the stairs with a box to be brought to Edward’s guest from the prince himself.  I searched for the room quickly as a sigh left my lips.  I really did not want to deliver something to some commoner boy.  If I was being asked to do something by a prince than I wanted it to be something interesting.  Running my fingers through my hair I found the room and opened the door quickly.  I knew he was changing and I did not care if I saw anything, it is just…. wait what.

My cheeks matched my hair as I looked at the sight infront of me.  Standing in front of me in just underwear was the boy Prince Edward had brought.  He was about to put on a beautiful blue dress and….

He is not a boy, definitely not a boy with that figure.  Oh god, I really hope she is not a boy now…. Please god.  She turned toward me with shocked wide eyes.

I threw the box onto the bed besides her and yelled “sorry” as I ran out the room slamming the door shut.  Oh god, I hope she does not tell Zain about this.  The image was not ingrained into my brain, but truthfully I could not complain.  She was a very hot woman.

You want fun gif requests for a fic? Challenge accepted have pingu deep throating a fish, game? Let’s go for Be My Princess and the guy? JAN! OR CLAUDE! OMG ANY BUTLER

Challenge accepted, @smile-smile-ichthys!

“How can you even stand Alberto’s constant yelling?” Keith asked, clearly annoyed after Roberto had gotten another lecture from his butler.

“Well, eventually you get used to it. Still better than Claude. Have you heard him yelling before? I once caught him lecturing a maid and I was terrified,” Roberto excitedly told them.

The princes were sitting together, drinking tea – and coffee for Roberto and Keith – after another six kingdom summit. The butlers were off somewhere, probably getting another lesson from Zain.

“But Jan’s snark is sometimes very refreshing,” Wilfred remarked with a small smile.

“I think Yu and Louis are the perfect butlers. At least they don’t yell and yap all the time.” Keith’s brow was furrowed while he stared at his coffee. “Luke is just annoying. Either he apologizes about one of his stupid mistakes or me MAKES a stupid mistake.”

“Don’t be too harsh, I’m sure he is doing his best.” Edward smiled warmly and took his cup with graceful ease. “But I agree, Louis really is wonderful.”

“But don’t you ever wish to just shut him up?” Glenn asked, his usual scowl in place.

“Louis? No. Why, did you ever thought about that with Yu?”

Glenn nodded slightly. “Sure. Whenever he treats me as a child for example.”

“Sometimes I dream of just stuffing something down his throat when Luke won’t stop yapping.”

Wilfred started grinning, obviously he shared that dream with Keith.

“Wouldn’t it be a blast to make them swallow their own medicine some day?” Roberto’s eyes sparkled.

“I would like to make them swallow something else,” Keith grumbled only for the others to throw him strange glances. “What?!”

“The way you said it sounded really dirty. And kinda – gay?” Roberto carefully explained.

“Dirty my ass! You know what I mean! Something really nasty!” Keith’s face was already red, flushed with embarrassment and anger.  

Roberto snorted in laughter and Wilfred had to suppress his chuckle, too.

It was Joshua who said what everyone was thinking.

“That didn’t make it any better.”

Edward was looking sad, Glenn as if he was pondering something.

“How about a competition? We can have our butlers take a test and see if they all pass…”

“Why?” Joshua asked, bewilderment clear in his face.

“Revenge. For all the times they made us feel annoyed and embarrassed, for all the times they didn’t follow our orders.” The dark grin on Glenn’s face made the rest of the princes share worried glances.

“You really need some help,” Wilfred muttered under his breath, but Roberto and Glenn were already excitedly planning the contest.  

Sanada Nobuyuki/MC Fic Rated Teen for suggestive themes, mild food play and general yandere-ness. A oneshot of a character study of the latent yandere that is Sanada Nobuyuki.

I love Nobuyuki’s  first ES. The drinking bit was problematic, to say the least but for me, it was mitigated because the way his MC is written. I love her, she impresses me and therefore, you can say that this little fic here is mostly focusing on her and the dynamics between her and the manipulative lord she ended up marrying. I’m mixing up some elements from Shigezane/Nobuyuki’s ES. This will be dialogue heavy. Oh, and Nobuyuki is an unrepentant manipulative bastard here, hahaha. 

tagging @kitty-kat-ty , @otomehideout-indecentconfessions , @dreamfar628, @hajeema , @mrszala , @ihavetoomuchinterests , @lomololita , enjoy darlings! 

“I remember… it was just like this… that night,” she mumbled, pressing her face to his chest. “But I remember nothing else.”

Of course, she would not.

Their kiss then had started tentatively, with him taking advantage of catching a drop of amazake spilling out the corner of her mouth. Their kiss then was sweet with alcohol instead of fresh fruit.

Their kiss then had ended chastely with her falling asleep.

But he had made it appear like so much more. He had made it into a leverage to blackmail her into becoming his bride. He had claimed to have planted his seed in her. Then he had claimed her hand and her mother’s blessing.

“I took advantage of you.” I truly did.

“We’re drunk…” she mumbled into his chest.

“Yes, we were.” No, you were. I made you.

“Maybe, I took advantage of you…”

He chuckled. Because she had not.

“It’s true, isn’t it?” she looked at him, her eyes began to glaze with tears. “That’s what they’ve been saying.”

No.

His smile vanished. “Who told you that?”

She buried her face on his chest, refusing to say.

He enveloped her in his arms, and gently rocked her, soothing her.

“You shouldn’t listen to the servant’s idle chatter.” He would find these gossip-mongers and have them flogged and exiled.

“But.. But, Milord. Don’t you see? I could very well have done that. I could not remember a thing!” she sobbed. “A-and of course they would think of me so…I am a commoner weaseling my way to your bed and here I am named as your would-be wife like it was nothing! You don’t even know if I have your child inside of me.”

No. He did know. She could not have had his child inside her belly. Because he had never planted his seed in her.

Yet.

He planned to remedy that. And soon.

another au for the pile :’)) 

i’m a big fan of mythology aus, so i thought i’d add my own modern twist to it!

@maidofstars here’s the au lol @2bedroom-baddestbidderlove @bolt8826

For the longest time, the gods lived in the heavens, far from the humans’ reach —at least, that was what people thought. In reality, the gods lived among the humans, silently masquerading as regular people to observe and judge the actions of humankind from up-close and personal. One day, MC, a minor goddess in the guise of a barista, receives a foreboding message from the council of major gods—apparently, all her years of hard work have deemed her a possible candidate fit to join the council. Nervous, she makes her way to the lair of the major gods, or more commonly known to the humans as the penthouse of the Tres Spades Hotel. There, she meets eight of the major gods, and from there on, she has to choose which one will mentor her.

Eisuke: The king of the gods and the god of wealth, prosperity, and abundance. His human front is (surprise, surprise) the CEO of the country’s biggest company. He’s the most beloved god because humans believe he brings prosperity and happiness to them. Because of that, he has the most lavish shrine with the most offerings. Most people don’t know, however, is that he himself used to be human a long, long time ago. As a human, he lived a life of suffering and died in poverty. When he was reborn as a god of wealth, he saw humans as a reflection of his former self—powerless, weak, and helpless. Of course, this changes when MC enters the council. He’s baffled at MC’s dedication to the humans despite how much they shun her, but he eventually comes to realize that there is more to humankind than just what he sees. 

Soryu: The god of justice, law, and order. His human front is a feared, but just prosecutor. Like his human persona, he’s also a widely-feared, but respected god. He’s in charge of keeping things in the right place, especially when it concerns social order. His job is arguably one of the most difficult, but he still does the best he can because he believes every human deserves the right to justice. He butts heads with Eisuke most of the time because Eisuke (in spite of being the king of the gods) doesn’t care much for order and  views humans as just tools for amusement. Honestly, some of the gods think Soryu’s efforts at trying to make things better is futile because humans, in their history, are inherently doomed to repeat their cycle of mistakes. At the very least, MC still believes in him, and for that he’s grateful.

Baba: The god of love and attraction. His human front is the owner of a quaint flower shop. Like Eisuke, he’s one of the more popular gods. His shrine is a fountain people thrown coins in so people can make wishes about love. He thinks humans are wonderful, adorable creatures, and he always does what he can to get their love wishes granted. In truth, he chose a job as a flower shop owner because he loves seeing the different people who come in every day to buy flowers for their loved ones. Still, despite being a god of love, he himself has never fallen in love and becomes quite curious about experiencing it for himself when MC becomes a part of the council.

Ota: The god of the arts and inspiration. His human front is a museum curator. People pray to him to look for inspiration and guidance. Being a major patron of the arts (and being an artist himself), he admires humans for their ability to create beautiful works of art. His shrine is the museum he works as a curator for. People leave offerings by the biggest painting in the gallery—a blank canvas. To be honest, he’s been looking for inspiration of his own. For the longest time, he hasn’t found anything worthy of putting up on that blank canvas. However, when he meets MC for the first time, he suddenly knows what to paint on that canvas.

Mamoru: The god of sleep, rest, and dreams. His human front is the receptionist of a quiet little inn. Back then, the other gods used to pick on him for being such a “useless” god. At first, his job and title don’t really seem that valuable as compared to the other gods, but eventually, he gained the respect of the council (and eventually became a member) when they saw how much the humans valued him. Though he doesn’t look like he does much, he’s actually a well-loved god among the humans because he grants them well-rested nights and good dreams. Nevertheless, he’s pretty lowkey about all the praise he gets and is content with his position. He doesn’t have much of an opinion on humans, but if he thinks they’re in the wrong, he grants them nightmares. He’s on good terms with MC and respects her for her dedication to the job.

Shuichi: The god of wisdom and knowledge. His human front is a Political Science professor at a university. He immensely values the pursuit of knowledge, so he specifically chose a day job that would reflect that. People always pray to him or give offerings to his shrine whenever exams are coming up, and he finds that endearing. He’s one of the gods that doesn’t hold a negative opinion of humans; in fact, he’s quite pleased that despite everything humanity has been through, they still try to learn from their mistakes and become better. He wishes his friend Hikaru could see that humans weren’t all that bad. He and MC get along well, as they both enjoy what they do and try to make the best of what they have.

Luke: The god of healing and medicine. His human front is (again surprise, surprise) a surgeon. At the hospital he works in, he’s known as the surgeon with god-like hands because of his skill.  A lot of people always place offerings at his shrine in order for him to grant good health. He isn’t really interested in the affairs of the gods, but when it comes to humans, he gets really passionate. He thinks humans are creatures that have to be protected; unlike the gods, humans are mortal and are prone to sickness. Sometimes, he gets too immersed in his job that isolates himself from the other gods completely. He admires MC for her passion and love for her job.

Hikaru: The god of death and mortality. His human front is a coroner. He’s not a very popular god due to his title. His shrine only gets offerings during funerals, and his name is can usually heard at hospitals or cemeteries. He’s in charge of making sure that humans can successfully move on to the next life. He’s honestly not a very big fan of humans because he’s seen the cruelty they’re capable of. Being a god of death, he’s seen and heard the souls of those who pass on to the afterlife, and some of the things he witnesses aren’t exactly the best reflection of humankind. After a long time of doing this job, he slowly came to hate it. He doesn’t understand why MC loves her job, seeing as though she still loves humans after seeing their true nature for so long.