A fond smile plays upon Nijuuichiâs lips as he inclines his head. âIâm ready, Ichii," he repeats. "You donât have to ask every time, you know.â
âIâm not going to presume youâll always say yes," Youichi replies. "Iâm not some fucking beast.â
âBut my answer will always be a yes,â Nijuuichi says, so simple and so innocent that Youichi wants to shake him, hard.
âUntil it isnât,â Youichi shoots back, a little incensed.
âItâs okay when itâs you,â Nijuuichi says, and Youichiâs heart almost flies out of his mouth in shock.
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Sunlight dapples on the benchâs surface as it filters between the trees. Komorebi, they call it.
âI thought you hated it when you sat on the flowers,â Youichi murmurs, eyes half-lidded as he glances at his yifu â his godfather, Nijuuichi.
âYou remembered?â Nijuuichi asks, astonished. âI mean, I donât want to kill them⊠But I donât want to trouble you either.â
"If I make a fucking drinking game out of the times youâve said thatââ Youichi mutters, finally lowering his foot when all the flowers have been wiped off the bench. ââIâd be dead in a ditch.â
Yet, as Youichi slowly lowers his yifu onto the stone bench, the attentive care and the gentleness in his movements are a stark contrast to his sharp words.
âThat would be quite unfortunate, then,â Nijuuichi says, patting Youichiâs arm in fond gratitude when his the teenager puts him down. He smiles up at Youichi. âBecause my godson has always been so good to me.â
Nijuuichiâs face and hair are dazzlingly bright with komorebi, the sunlight pooling sweetly within a dimple on his cheek. Some of the liquid gold rays catch in a few locks of his white hair, lighting them up as if they too contained small suns within them.
âThank you, Ichii.â
Youichiâs eyes widen for a fraction before he smooths his expression into something mild. But his heart pounds like the thrumming of wedding bells, and he canât keep the affection from his crinkling eyes.
This is Youichiâs secret: heâs in love with his yifu.
Nijuuichi shucks the blanket from his legs, revealing blue trousers folded back to show two stumps ending just a few inches below the knees. The iron implants on his shins gleam in the morning light, almost as if the stumps of his legs are coated in liquid starlight. Then, patting his blue outer robes, he says, âAh, hold on, my robes are askew.â
In the Deimon Empire, the rich wear up to eight layers of clothing. But for a poor border town like Maou Village, the residents only wear two layers: a set of white inner robes, and a set of outer robes.
Nijuuichi rarely leaves the house, which means that no one would judge him if he were always dressed in inner robes. And yet, he always dresses as if visitors or outsiders would pop in at any moment, even when itâs only ever Youichi and his two friends, Kurita and Musashi.
But the mere two layers of clothing is something Youichi is grateful for now, as he stares at a sliver of collarbone revealed beneath the inner robes of his yifu â his godfather. Thereâs a tiny red mole there, what the poets in the Deimon Empire call a âbeauty mark.â
Youichi gulps. His cheeks flare pink, his throat dry as all hell. In the morning sunlight drifting through his yifuâs bedroom window, the beauty mark almost seems to wink at him, its color as bright as the auspicious Vermillion Bird of legends.
Youichi wonders if Nijuuichi knows he has a mole there, seeing as itâs tiny as hell. If Youichi touched it, he probably wouldnât be able to feel the mark beneath the pad of his finger. Youichi wonders if Nijuuichi knows that itâs an enchanting vermillion cinnabar color, like a red star in a galaxy of skin. Youichi wonders ifâ
âAaand Nijuuichi pulls the lapels of his robes closed, unaware of his godsonâs internal turmoil. Thatâs the end of that.
Or it should be, except that bright spot of cinnabar is seared into Youichiâs mind like a beacon, a target, a temptationâ
âWe arenât getting a fucking audience from the Emperor,â Youichi grounds out, trying to think of something else â anything else â so his cheeks stop burning. âHurry up!"
Here are my thoughts as I write the HiruSena fic titled, âThe Mortifying Ordeal of Being Known.â
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[check out the authorâs log below the cut!]
Note: This post will be updated continuously, until the fic ends. So buckle up yâall, itâs gonna be a longass fuckinâ ride!
[Log 1]:Â Fic Length
This fic actually wasnât meant to be this long. Originally, I just planned on having three long chapters, with twenty-one parts.Â
But then I got attached to these specific portrayals of Hiruma and Sena, and now I canât let them go without putting these rat bastards (*affectionate*) under a microscope and giving their trauma an in-depth analysis.Â
So uhhhh sorry yâall, now this story is divided into Acts 1 to 4, with (hopefully only) 69 parts for each one.Â
4 Acts bcs in Japanese culture, â4âł is the number symbolizing death
I think this fic has some powers of manifestation??? Like I know it sounds stupid, but hear me out ok
So when I wrote in Ch.2, part xi. that Hiruma used to get panic attacks, it hit me:Â âShit, doesnât this mean I gotta portray an actual panic attack? I gotta do right by the readers!â
And I was like, âAh, fuck me in the ass and call me Satan. Even if Iâve read about panic attacks for years, Iâve never actually had any before. So how do I write them?â
And then BAM! At home, I start undergoing even worse domestic abuse and psychological torture from my father.Â
BAM! I begin to have actual panic attacks.Â
BAM! I start having panic attacks so often, that sometimes, I have as many as three consecutive attacks in an hour.Â
At one time, it was so bad at home that my attacks were daily.Â
But every night, thatâs when my panic attacks hit the hardest. Because my father always came home at night. My attacks would knock me unconscious. Like, really knock me out cold, yo. Because this was the only way my brain could help me cope when my father and I were in the same vicinity.
And when I was in the absolute gutter, I would wake up in the midst of a panic attack. And then, when I realized my father was still inside the house, an attack would knock me out again. I would continue to wake up and get knocked out until I was sure he was gone.Â
Past Me, before domestic abuse was bad:Â âOh no, how do I write panic attacks? Iâve never had any before!â
Present Me, dead-eyed: âOh, honey.âÂ
At least I now have a lotta content on panic attacks, though!!! EYYYY Iâm taking my wins where I can get âem lmaooo
[Log 3]: Â Ficâs Manifestation Properties (part 2)
So Iâve got further proof that this fic has some powers of manifestation
Past Me, panicked:Â âOh no! Sena has a cat named Pitt in canon! But I donât know how to write about cats! My family only owns dogs!â
And then BAM! The neighborhood stray cat gets killed by familyâs dogs, leaving one kitten orphaned at my house.
BAM! My sibling and I pity the orphaned kitten so much that we adopt it, and start raising it as the sole house cat.Â
BAM! Days later I realize:Â âWell, I guess I now know how cats behave. Wait â OHMYGOD, I can write about cats now!â
Like I am not saying the neighborhood catâs death had a use, okay. Thatâs not what Iâm saying. I loved that cat, and I grieved her. I wept for her, especially when her kitten called out for her at night.Â
Iâm just saying that when I start thinking, âOh no, how do I write this?âÂ
Some coincidental shit happens
BONUS: Please donât worry about the orphaned kitten. Iâm taking care of her now! Her name is âKing Erisâ (because I thought she was male at first. The revelation of my mistake only came to me when, months later, I noticed she had a lack of a dick.) She loves headpats, playing, sunbathing on the roof, sleeping on my lap, torture, and murder. (The last two parts are about cockroaches. She plays with them in such a gruesome manner that the poor insectsâ deaths are slow and painful.)
[Log 4]:Â Literary Works that Inspired the Ficâs Creation: AFTG series
This fic is based on Nora Sakavicâs trilogy, âAll For The Gameâ series.Â
Itâs a GAY novel series about sports, mafia, and a shitton of childhood trauma.Â
Itâs really worth the read if you love soul-crushing trauma from different kinds of childhood abuse, and the hope that stems from surviving your circumstances, and choosing each day to continue living anyway.Â
This book is my go-to for references on school sports, sports training, healing, and a fuckton of traumatized, lovable kids.Â
Because in this fic, thatâs what Hiruma and Sena are, essentially: traumatized, lovable kids.
Senaâs mother Mihae is loosely based on one of AFTGâs badass characters: Renee Walker.Â
The âYes or Noâ moments of consent between Hiruma and Sena are actually inspired by the main couple in the AFTG series, Neil Josten and Andrew Minyard.Â
[Log 5]: Â Literary Works that Inspired the Ficâs Creation: TLT series
This fic is also based on Tamsyn Muirâs tetralogy, âThe Locked Tombâ series.Â
Itâs about lesbian necromancers in space. Itâs got a lot of religious symbolism (Christian), and it sometimes borders on the blasphemic, which I love. After all, my ficâs got a lotta blasphemy in it.
There is SO MUCH love and devotion in The Locked Tomb series, which is why I use it as a reference.Â
The fic is, after all, tagged as âHomoerotic Devotionâ (or at least, in AO3. In FF.Net, I have no such luck.) There are wholeass bucketloads of devotion in The Locked Tomb, and a lot of them are sure as hell homoerotic.Â
[Log 6]: Â Literary Works that Inspired the Ficâs Creation: TGCF series smut fics
Iâll be honest, yâall. This fic would not have existed if not for the smuttiest fics out there, about a god being reverently fucked by his worshipper.Â
Letâs give a round of applause for the smut fics of MĂČ XiÄng TĂłng XiĂčâs webnovel series, âHeaven Officialâs Blessing!â
Lemme quote someone for a quick second here, to summarize the story.Â
âAt its core, TGCF is a story about a fallen god and his last believer; it's a story about devotion, love, loss, longing, fate and destiny, and the meaning of âforeverâ and âto believe'. sure, there are other things: friendship, loyalty, the price of power etc.â
So like, taking the love and devotion of the main couple, and put it in an equation where you add a very creative fandom. BAM! The result is a myriad of smut fics full of praise kinks, god kinks, and body worship.Â
Of course, a lot of TGCF fics are inspired by Hozierâs songs as well.
So like, it got me thinking:Â âDamn, HiruSena doesnât have that.â
And then my thought process gradually shifted to, âWell, why canât the HiruSena fandom have that? I guess if I wanna see that shit, then I gotta make it.â
And thus, with the vision in mind of a HiruSena story, inspired by Hozier, homoerotic devotion, and a lotta god-worshipper dynamic going on, this fic was born.
[Log 7]: Â Hozier Song Lyrics
One of the recent trends in the fandoms Iâve traversed so far is this: Fics inspired by Hozier lyrics.
Lemme quote a review of Hozierâs music for a hot second, ok
âEach of [Hozierâs] songs are modern versions of traditional folklore that contain stories of love, tragedy, and hope, while also conveying strong political messages. Hozier has a way of delineating life's problems and purpose with beautiful poetry and turning it into songs that resonate with a piece of our soul.â
Like, Hozierâs lyrics are good. Like, really well-written. Even if youâre not a fan of his musicâwhich I genuinely respect, donât worryâyouâll find that when you read the lyrics of his songs, they really are âchefâs kissâ kinda good.Â
Hozier's such a good fit for HiruSena, considering the ongoing Devil theme that Hiruma's trying to portray. Since Hozier songs have a common theme of devotion in them, it makes us all wonder: "What if it's the guy called The Devil who shows devotion in another?" There's so much to explore in that!Â
How can a person as broken as The Devil, love someone who is just as broken? How can these two people find heaven in each other? There's so much symbolism, so much potential!
So it kinda got me stumped that I didnât see any English HiruSena fics with Hozier songs in them. I told my sibling, and they just stared at me and asked, âWell, why donât you write one, then?â
And BAM! Here we are.Â
I hope that somewhere out there, more HiruSena Hozier fics exist. Even if theyâre not in English, just knowing they exist would be absolutely lovely.Â
And I suppose, if no other HiruSena Hozier fics have been written before this one, then I hope this fic inspires other writers to make more.Â
[Log 8]: Â Questions
This fic explores the following questions:
"What if it's the guy called The Devil who shows devotion in another?"
"How will Hiruma act when he's being tender with someone?"
"What if Hiruma knows jackshit about romance? What if he's just as awkward, or possibly even more awkward than Sena when he bares his true vulnerable self?"
âWhy was Kurita so insistent on playing Amefuto, even back in middle school?â
[Answered in CH. 1]: âWhy would Sena join a team when Hiruma recruited him through underhanded means?â
âWhy does Hiruma act like an asshole all the time, when it seems as if there's no reason to do so?â
"What does it take for Mamori to go apeshit?"
"Will Sena use the knife his godmother Yoshiko gave him? What is his breaking point? Will the knife remain unused forever? What is the one thing that will drive Sena over the edge?"
Yâall can disregard this particular log tbh. I just put it here so I can keep track of all the questions I want the fic to answer.Â
Also LMAO, me saying, âThis fic explores the following questions,â as if itâs a goddamn thesis hhhhhh
[Log 9]: Â Dedication
I honestly hope that I can reach out to people with similar trauma thru this fic.Â
One of the things that helped me persevere through my hardships was: "Character A got through this! Maybe I can too!" And that's what I'm trying to do to in this fic too.Â
Whether HiruSena romance scenes dominate, or whether the Hozier lyrics or the memes are more memorable, the true core of this fic is trauma.
This fic is for everyone out there who survived abuse, the people who hold wreckages inside their chests instead of hearts.Â
This fic is for the people who clung to Sena's character and loved him, purely because they too were getting bullied.Â
This fic is for the people who flinch, for the people who wished they were as powerful as Canon Hiruma.Â
This fic is for the people who wake up, and have to talk themselves into getting up from bed each day, instead of giving up.Â
This fic is for each and every warrior out there, who has to live normally even after the world did its best to break them.
This fic is for all you survivors out there.Â
[Log 10]:Â Hiruma crying in Chapter 2
So like, on one hand, Iâm glad Hirumaâs released all his years of pent-up grief through crying. Because keeping that all inside is unhealthy and damaging
And itâs actually quite heartbreaking that the thing that actually does manage to set him off is a video of his mother cradling him close to her, when he was but an infantÂ
But like
Letâs be real with each other for a hot second, okay
Hiruma just fucking cried to the âI want to see my little boy! Here he comes!â vine LMAOOOO
[Log 11]: The Backstory & Trauma of Kobayakawa Shuuma (Senaâs Dad)
Shuumaâs trauma is actually based on my own trauma, or one aspect of it at least
And thatâs trauma caused by having a verbally and emotionally abusive mother.
So donât worry about the accuracy of trauma representation here, bros, bcs some parts are based on a trueass story.
[Stay tuned, bcs there are definitely a lot more logs to come!]
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From the bottom of my heart, thank you all so much for your encouragement and support. You were all very kind to me when I had to stop writing due to several issues IRL.
Though the domestic abuse Iâm undergoing is far from over, Iâd like you to all know that because of all your support, Iâm coming out of these trials as a survivor. (whump sena vibes eyyy *finger guns*) All your kind words give me courage to pick myself up and continue fighting, and also to continue writing.
Iâm very very happy to say that THE FIC ISNT IN HIATUS ANYMORE!!! Chapter 3 of the fic is now officially IN THE WORKS / UNDER CONSTRUCTION! It might take a few months to write, but youâre all definitely getting a new dose of HiruSena in the new chapter soon!Â
So as a gift to all of you, Iâll be posting sreenshots of teaser drafts on spoilers of the ficâs future chapters. Please take note that this is far, far into the future chapters. (Sorry guys, I unknowingly made this some sort of semi-slowburn??? So itâs gonna take a longass time before they get together hhhhhh gdi)
There will be four teasers, all in all. These teasers are a glimpse into Sena and Hirumaâs relationship as they grow closer in the future chapters. These will be posted every other day.Â
Please just bear in mind that these are drafts. So these scenes may be subject to changes, or may be deleted, or rewritten entirely. Itâs still too soon to say.Â
Regardless, Iâm still very ecstatic to show yall these spoilers! I hope you all enjoy the glimpse into HiruSenaâs homoerotic devotion!Â
Hereâs the FIRST TEASER!
And thank you especially to @cypher-queen, @livannasalinger, and @ayumifantasy91. I AM GIVING YOU GUYS THE BIGGEST KURITA BEARHUGS!!!! Yall are the MVPs!!! Seriously, thank you. So much. <3
The Mortifying Ordeal of Being Known - MEME Masterpost
Hi HiruSena simps! Hereâs a list of all the memes used in the HiruSena fic titled, âThe Mortifying Ordeal of Being Known.â The links below will lead you to the original memes, for further context.
ACT I.
i.
SENA:  Ah fuck, I canât believe youâve done this  (vine)
ii.
HIRUMA: Â The absolute madman!
HIRUMA: Â All according to keikaku
iii.
SENA: Â By Talos, this canât be happening
iv.
HIRUMA: Â Not today, Satan.
KURITA: Â He needs some milk! Â (vine)
v.
HIRUMA: Ah shit, here we go again  (video)
HIRUMA:  [chuckles] Iâm in danger  (video)
HIRUMA:  Now, we donât have time to unpack all of that  (gif)
vi.
TEMPORARY PLAYER:Â Press [F] to pay respects.
KURITA: Stop. Get some help. (video)
KURITA: Face god and walk backwards into hell. (tweet)
vii.
SENA: Consuming five different forms of media at once to prevent a thought from occurring  (image)
SENA:Â Copium
SENA: Donât try it, demon! (image)
HIRUMA:  Wouldnât you like to know, weather boy  (vine)
SENA: There are two kinds of people
MIHAE: God is dead and soon we will follow! (image)
viii.
MAMORI:Â None pizza left beef
MAMORI & HIRUMA:  Freeshavacadoo (vine)
MAMORI:Â Â Do you accept constructive criticism?
SENA:  Not without crying (image)
SENA: I do not currently possess the ability to can (image)
SENA:Â Galaxy brain!
KURITA: Hoe donât do it. Ohmygod. (vine)
KURITA: You better watch out, you better watch out!  (vine)
ix.
CERBERUS:Â Edgelord
MUSASHI:Â Kung pow penis
x.
MAMORI:Â Had it not been for the laws of this land, [she] would have slaughtered [Hiruma].
HIRUMA:Â I protecc, I attacc, but most importantly, I watch my familyâs bacc
HIRUMA:Â Modern problems require modern solutions
HIRUMA:Â Â In this world, itâs milk or be milked
SENA:Â No thoughts, head empty
SENA: Play dumb! Not THAT dumb! (video)
xi.
SENA: Â Iâve connected the two dots
HIRUMA:Â You didnât connect shit
SENA:Â Iâve connected them
HIRUMA:Â Naruto Run
HIRUMA: Â Rickroll song
HIRUMA:Â Due to personal reasons, I will be passing away. Â
HIRUMA:Â Â No thoughts, head empty
SENA:Â Would you like to stay for dinner?
MIHAE: Would you like to stay forever?  (video)
MIHAE: [softly] Iâll kill you. (video)
HIRUMA:Â Kill me and live with the memory. Then tell the stars that you won.
HIRUMA:Â Well, well, well... If it isnât the consequences of my own actions.
SHUUMA:Â Pointing Spiderman meme
MIHAE:Â Â Surprised Pikachu meme
MIHAE:Â Let me see what you have
(Toddler)Â SENA:Â A knife!
MIHAE: NO! (vine)
YOSHIKO:Â Youâre sick?
MIHAE:Â Yeah. Do you think I could get some chicken noodle soup?
YOSHIKO:Â Oh, just fucking shut up and die slowly, okay?
MIHAE: Okay. (vine)
SHUUMA:Â Smack cam!
YOSHIKO: Bitch I hope the fuck you do! Youâll be a dead son of a bitch, Iâll tell you that!  (vine)
(Toddler) HIRUMA:Â Monkey in the car!
YOSHIKO:Â Monkey in the car!
(Toddler) HIRUMA: Fuck off!  (vine)
YOSHIKO:Â Iâve only had [Ichii] for a day and a half. But if anything happened to him, I would kill everyone in this room, and then myself.
YOSHIKO: Mother trucker, dude. That hurt like a butt cheek on a stick.  (vine)
MIHAE:Â Everyday, we stray further from god.
YUUYA:Â I want to see my little boy!
YOSHIKO: Here he comes!  (vine)
That scene where Hiruma jumps out of Senaâs window (video)
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HIRUMA:Â *T-poses*
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