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Bungo Stray Dogs

• What Trope Your Relationship With Would Fall Into

• Their love languages

• With a s/o that seems mature but once you get to know them they are childish and loud

• Do they like to cuddle

• When their partner is sick

• What Do You Do When You Fall For A Homicide Detective (Yukito Ayatsuji)

• What would they do if their s/o came home late

• With a s/o who's ability makes them half eldriych and entity like

• When Your Pet Is Aggressive to Them at First

• Tsujimura With a Mean Mute S/O

• Waking Up Next To You Is a Blessing and a Curse (Osamu Dazai)

• The Reckless Ghost Ability User (Chuuya Nakahara)

• Puppy Dog Eyes After an Argument (Yukito Ayatsuji)

• Drawing the Prettiest Boy (Chuuya Nakahara)

• Staying Up Late With You

• When Their S/O's Love Language is Sharing Their Food

• Dark Empath(???) Reader Is Wanted By The Government (Yukito Ayatsuji)

• Ranpo Made Assumptions About Reader

• Dark Empath Reader part 1.5 (Yukito Ayatsuji)

• Tsujimura's Spouse Takes Care of Her After Work

• Them Seeing Reader Who's Lived In Japan Their Whole Life But Appears Foreign Dealing With Xenophobia

• Beach Date Being Crashed By Coworkers (Atsushi Nakajima)

Obey Me

• How they like to cuddle

• Artist MC who uses them as a reference

• When MC is Sick

• How Can Love Hurt This Much? (Belphegor)

Soul Eater

• Stein as your boyfriend

Ocean's Misfortunes and Gifts

Shanks x reader (One Piece)

• Chapter 1: Drown Me Once, Shame On Me

• Chapter 2: But First Live Here A Bit and Work

• Chapter 3: My Pan, Your Face

• Chapter 4: A Friend Drops By

• Chapter 5: On a Dark and Stormy Day

My Hero Academia

• Random Things I Think Would Happen In Your Relationship With Pro Heros

Not Fanfiction, Headcannons, or Oneshots

• If i were to be in the BSD universe

• Questioning people about their requests #1

• Questioning people about their requests #1 part 2

• Letting people know their requests are finished #1

• Random rant

• Letting people who had made requests know I am working on them

• Apology for being gone so long

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Thank you so much! Honestly I am just happy if even five people like my work, or the fans of the underrated characters get content they can enjoy.

I hope to be writing more soon, but i have been in a writer's block for a while now.

A Shanks x reader fanfic

Character 5

On a Dark and Stormy Day

     You held on tight to the railing as the ship rocked violently. Rain pounded onto the deck, making it almost impossible to keep your footing on the slippery wood.

     Orders were being yelled to the rest of the crew. Everyone was running around. Some were trying to strap cargo and weapons down, while others were trying to make sure no one fell into the ocean. It was chaos. You attempted to stand, but when you did, someone grabbed your shoulder. You looked behind you to see Gale, with Henry right behind him. 

     "Captain wants the two of you below deck," Henry shouted to you over the noise of the storm. 

     You didn't argue. For one, what fool would argue against captain's orders. Second, you knew you wouldn't win. And lastly, you really didn't want to stay out in the storm any longer. It was cold, wet, and dangerous. You would have had to be insain to want to stay on deck during this. 

     You nodded and let Henry lead the two of you below deck. Gale had slipped once, but both you and Henry were able to catch him. 

     It was dark down there. The crew had decided to blow out all the candles during the storm. The last thing that was needed was for a candle to fall over and start a fire.

     Gale didn't seem to mind. In fact, he seemed almost more relaxed. When you thought about it, it made sense. The man spent most of his time napping or studying in the infirmary at night. It was probably dark in there most of the time he was awake. 

     On the other hand, you were anxious. Not because of the dark... well... the dark didn't help, but that wasn't the main cause. Everyone else was up there, facing the storm. You were worried about them, and felt a bit guilty that you were down there while they were in the storm. Even though you were reluctant to admit it, you had become fond of this crew and didn't want to see them hurt. 

     A light weight rested on your shoulder. You looked over to Gale. From what you could make out in the dark, he was looking at you with a mixture of concern and reassurance. He must have noticed your concern and decided to try and soothe your worries. 

     "We've dealt with worse. Trust them," Gale stated.

     You nodded and looked down. You had to trust them. They were strong, you just had to stop thinking about the worst.

     You had no clue how much time had past. It could have been one hour or five until the ship stopped its violent rocking. After a few minutes you looked over the where you were fairly sure you saw Gale's outline settle in earlier.

     You hadn't seen him move in a while, he must have fallen asleep. Then you saw the outline stir. He slowly stood up, walked over to one of the walls, then lit a candle. You winced at the sudden light, but your eyes adjusted quickly. 

     The door at the top of the stairs opened. In the doorway was Arlo, whose eyes quickly landed on the two of you. He carefully walked down the stairs,  water dripping off of him as he went. 

     "Good to see you two are alright. Couldn't have anyone getting hurt. Especially not our doctor or the new guy," Arlo said with a grin.

     "I got to sleep without anyone bugging me, so I'd count that as a win," Gale shrugged.

     "Of course you did," Arlo laughed while slapping Gale's back, getting the doctor's coat wet. 

     "Did anyone get injured?" Gale asked.

     Arlo crossed his arms, "Mainly bruises and a few minor injuries. Nothing serious."

     You felt relieved that no one was badly hurt. Even after Gale's reassurance, you couldn't help but still worry about them.

     Gale walked past Arlo to the stairs. As he walked up them he raised his hand as a fairwell, "I'm going to my office."

     Arlo nodded and waited for the door to close before turning to you. You started to feel anxious.

     "I would like to clear some things up before you can misinterpret them, now that I have the chance to do so."

     You wondered what hw could possibly mean by that. What could you have "misinterpreted"? Was there something you should be concerned about?

     "I sent Gale down here because I know him and that he was not physically capable enough to stay and help during the storm."

     Your brows furrowed. "Where could this possibly be going?" you wondered. 

     "You on the other hand... I want to preface this by saying I do not doubt your physical capabilities, in fact I believe you could have handled yourself out there if given the chance, but I saw you sliping and got worried that you would... fall off the ship before you got the chance to stable yourself. There was no one we could spare to help you, so I thought it best to... well..."

     Then it clicked. He thought you would be insulted by him ordering you to be brought down here. He was afraid that you thought that he thought you wouldn't be able to handle it. You couldn't help but laugh.

     He blinked in surprise, clearly not having expected your outburst. His shoulders quickly relaxed, and a smile came back onto his face. 

     When you stopped laughing, he spoke, "I guess I had nothing to worry about. I am sorry I bothered you for such a thing."

     "Of course I'm not offended! I was afraid I'd fly in to the ocean, not to mention that I've never been in the ocean in a storm this big before. The only problem I had was the guilt of being safe while everyone else was out there," you said.

     "You shouldn't feel guilty for such a thing. At least half of them enjoy the thrill, and you might too one day, after you get used to them."

     "Enjoy a storm? Are they crazy?"

     "Just wait. You'll see one day. Half the fun of being a pirate is the thrill of it all."

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Warnings: OOC? Season 6 spoilers in Aizawa's part

Genre: Fluff? Random

Reader: Gender neutral, S/O of character(s)

Requested By: N/A

Character: Best Jeanist/Tsunagu Hakamada, Eraserhead/Shota Aizawa, Present Mic/Hizashi Yamada

A/N: This is a pretty old draft that I finished so I could post something...

Tsunagu Hakamada (Best Jeanist):

He's honestly the entire reason I am making this. I am rewatching MHA and his denim comments piss me off, so I made this to deal with my irrational anger (go to the end A/N If you want to read me rant about it)

• Your first date he dressed in the finest suit money could buy in Japan. Even in your best outfit you felt both under dressed and cheap (even if it was a really expensive outfit).

• He is probably one of the neatest men you know. Always tidy, never a hair out of place, or a speck on his clothes (unless he just came back from hero work, then he is immediately cleaning his clothes).

• There have been a few times you caught him eyeing your cheaper and poorer quality clothes. The looks definitely weren't admiring.

• He knows how to cook (just because I feel like he does. I can't see this man being a bad cook). He sometimes makes dinner for you if he gets home before you do.

• Don't waste you money on at the hair salon or barber, just ask him to cut your hair for you and he will. Just don't expect him to do an untamed hairstyle like a wolf cut or mullet.

Shota Aizawa (Eraserhead)

This man is so fine with long and short hair. Usually I am devastated when they cut male characters' hair (you should have seen me crying over Balam's hair in Welcome to Demon School Iruma-kun) but I wasn't this time.

• Don't expect much when he gets home from work. He is too tired for anything other than laying on the couch (and cuddling you if you sit next to him or lay down with him).

• He had a small worry (like that tiny thought that you don't really pay attention to but still kinda bothers you type) that you might not want to be with him anymore after he lost his leg and eye, but that immediately disappeared when he saw you run into his hospital room, cupping his face, fussing over him, and a look on your face full of worry and lingering fear. He reassured you he would be okay while holding your face steady to make sure you were looking him in his remaining eye and that you knew he ment it.

• The two of you have a bad habit of ordering take out for meals a lot. Usually it's you who decides it would probably be better for the two of you to make a homemade meal. Sometimes he will, but usually it's for special occasions or if you're cooking together.

• The first time you dropped by his class (you could be a teacher or not) the class was shocked that Aizawa had a partner. He never mentioned one or showed any signs of having one.

Hizashi Yamada (Present Mic)

• Introvert or extrovert he would drag you to whatever parties he's either attending or DJing at. If you get overwhelmed there, he would find you a quiet corner or set you up with headphones to drown out the noise.

• If you at any point do even a mild info dump of something you like to him, he will research that topic so he can understand what you are talking about and join in the conversation with you.

• Likes to cook with you, but it takes a lot longer than it should since you two are messing around the entire time.

fic where atsushi has been dating gn!reader who is just the embodiment of joy and kindness and the agency loves them, so when they (cough cough dazai and whoever else he ropes into convincing the two) overhear that the couple plans on going on a beach date together, they all decide to make it a work trip and tag along 😋 omg and atsushi is NOT pleased everyone is like... tenth wheeling his date... but reader so so happy that all his friends want to spend more time with the two and he doesnt wanna ruin it (and also doesnt want to miss the chance of seeing his lovely s/o in a bathing suit) its totally okay if you ignore this!!! take care dear <3

This is such a fun idea! I love it!

Warnings: None?

Genre: Fluff

Reader: Gender neutral, Atsushi's S/O

Requested By: @cinnamncornflakes

Character: Atsushi Nakajima

The mid-day sun filled the café with it's warm light. No one was currently in there except for the members of the Armed Detective Agency. You and Atsushi sat at your own table your drinks long forgotten as you two discussed date ideas.

"How about a date to that new anime themed restaurant? It's not too far," you suggested.

"Aren't thoses places supposed to be expensive? I don't think either of us would be able to get much while there," Atsushi pointed out.

"True... how about the beach? That's free, and not to mention I just got a new (swimsuit/swimtrunks/bikini) and I haven’t had a chance to wear it yet."

He thought about it for a few seconds. He nodded. "That's a good idea."

"It'll be so much fun!" You said excitedly.

He smiled, happy to see your enthusiasm. The two of you discussed it a bit more completely unaware that Dazai was eavesdropping on your date plans.

"Who wants to go to the beach for a work trip?" He suggests to the office when you and Atsushi headed out for Agency errands.

Kenji enthusiastically agreed and Yosano nodded. Junichiro thought about it before saying, "Are you sure that's okay? Wouldn't we need permission from the President to do that?"

At that moment Fukuzawa walked in, "Would need my permission for what?"

"Ah! President Fukuzawa. Just the man I wanted to talk to," Dazai said cheerfully. "I was thinking since we had all been working so hard that we all deserve a nice work trip at the beach."

Fukuzawa stared him down for a moment before closing his eyes and slowly nodding. "I agree you all had been working hard and the weather is heating up. I will allow it," he agreed while being unaware of Dazai's true intentions for this "work trip".

"That's great! So it is agreed that we will be going to the beach this weekend," Dazai announced.

You and Atsushi walked through the sand trying to find a good place to set up for the day. Eventually you settled on an empty spot without people around. Perfect for your date. No one would disturb you two and on your way here there was an ice-cream cart only a few minutes walk from your spot.

He layed out the towel while you immediately went digging through the sand for shells. Atsushi watched you enjoy yourself. It was already turning out to be a perfect day. Nothing could ruin it now.

Dazai was looking around as the group walked across the beach looking for a decent sized spot for them. Eventually the people on the beach lessen in numbers as they walked further. Though they did spot a very bored teenager working at an ice-cream cart looking like he'd want to be anywhere but there.

The more Dazai looked, the more suspicious of him Kunikida became. "What are you doing?" Kunikida questioned.

"Looking for a good spot, of course. We wouldn't want to disturb people on their days off, would we?" Dazai answered, but it only worsened Kunikida's suspicions.

"You think I'm supposed to believe that?"

"Of course! It's the truth! Oh look over there," Dazai pointed to an area where two people in the distance were playing in the water.

Dazai grinned and sped up. Everyone else did as well to keep up with him.

"Hey! Atsushi~ Y/N~ what are you two doing here?" Dazai said in a cheery voice that almost definitely ment he knew why they were there.

You two turned to look at him speed walking towards you. You smiled while Atsushi glowered at him. He should have known something like this would happen. Why wouldn't it? The two of you shouldhave waited to discuss date plans till you were at one of your apartments.

"Why are you here?" You two asked at the same time but in completely different tones.

"Work trip. Didn't you hear about it?" Dazai stated like it was obvious.

"No. We didn't. I wonder why," Atsushi said.

Dazai shrugged, "No idea. Now, let's all just set up next to your towel since this is the perfect spot and it's such a amazing coincidence that we ran into each other."

"Can't you go somewhere else? We are kinda in the middle of a da-" Atsushi didn't have time to finish his sentence since everyone else didn't hesitate to set up their spots.

He couldn't help but be a bit irritated. This was supposed to be your time with him. Not a beach party. You two hang out with the rest of the agency enough. He just wanted to have some rare alone time with you.

You on the other hand, didn't seem to mind even a little. You were even helping Ranpo set up his area. Atsushi sighed realizing his date with you might as well be over. He started spiraling into self pitying until he saw the look of unadulterated joy on your face and couldn't help but soften a bit.

Maybe this wouldn't be too bad. Not to mention, it's not like you two were going home. He'd still get to be around you and see you in a bathing su-

His face went red and he immediately looked away from you. You still hadn't taken off the clothes you were using as a swim cover yet. Neither had he, but that was besides the point. He had never seen you in a bathing suit before. He wasn't sure what type you'd even wear.

"Atsushi! Come build sandvastles with us," you called out to him.

It seemed that in the few minutes he had looked away from you, you had been taken to the shoreline to play in the sand with Kenji. He, sighed, smiled, then ran over to you two. He might not have you to himself, but at least he has some time with you.

The sun had begun to set. Everyone was waving goodbye to each other. Atsushi stared at your grinning face as it was illuminated by the golden rays of remaining sunlight.

The longer he looked, the more he realized he wasn't ready for your date to end. He hesitantly took your hand, interlocking your fingers together. You looked at him with a questioning look.

"How about we go get some food before we head home... you know... its been a long day," he suggested.

Seeing right through him, you laughed while noding, "I'd like that."

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Can I request for s/o who looks different like different ethnicities, and they lived their life in Japan since when they're born, and what happens if they're gonna encounter racist or xenophobic comments from the locals there with their partner.

And can the partners be from the special division unusual powers? :DD

I will do my best! Please let me know if you want something changed or adjusted.

I am very much not from Japan, nor have ever visited, so this is just from what I've heard people say online has been said or done.

Warnings: Xenophobia, rude comments

Genre: ???

Reader: Gender neutral, non-Japanese or foreign appearing, was born in Japan

Requested By: Anonymous

Character: Ango Sakaguchi, Mizuki Tsujimura, Yukito Ayatsuji

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Ango Sakaguchi:

• He didn't notice anything at first. Mostly because he was too busy, but there was this one comment he heard from a coworker after you dropped by.

• "Their probably only with Mr. Sakaguchi because their one of those people who come here just to get a Japanese boyfriend. Bet they don't even speak Japanese" they had muttered to the person next to them who nodded to what was being said.

• Ango was horrified by their comments. He of course knew none of that was true. You've lived here your whole life and spoke Japanese fluently.

• He was quite upset, but didn't want to cause a scene in the middle of work.

• He would ask them to come to his office then give them a talking to in as professional of a way you can tell someone to go f**k themselves.

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Mizuki Tsujimura:

• It happened at a restaurant. The two of you were ordering.

• When it came to your turn to order, you spoke in Japanese (obviously), but the waiter looked at her as if to ask what you said.

• When Tsujimura looked confused by this the waiter sighed and turned back to you basically saying they didn't speak (insert other language) as if they decided that you weren't speaking Japanese even though you had been.

• Tsujimura was confused and a bit upset by this, you just sighed like you were used to things like this happening.

• Tsujimura tried standing up for you, saying you had spoken clear Japanese. The waiter awkwardly apologized to her.

• She got a bit more upset, but you told her to calm down, just pointing to what you wanted on the menu.

• She didn't understand why you would just let it slide, but dropped it for your sake.

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Yukito Ayatsuji:

• He was aware of this happening to foreigners sometimes.

• He especially noticed when out with you.

• The side eyes or the whispers when you would make a simple mistake like not having your earbuds fully plugged in and the music started blasting from your phone. Of course you'd stop the music immediately and quietly apologize, but that didn't stop the looks as if you committed a crime instead of making a simple mistake.

• You'd expect him to confront them directly? Well, you'd be wrong.

• Every comment made or glare given just for you existing he would just tell you how ... "unintelligent" they were or something that he noticed about them.

• Honestly, that was far better than him making a fuss, especially if they could hear him and they'd get flustered and embarrassed.

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A/N: Sorry if this wasn't well done or exactly what you expected. I'm not exactly an expert on this type of thing and I did my best. I can always change it if you didn't like a part of it, so please let me know if that's the case! I want this to be what you wanted.

Of course! I'm sorry it took so long. I just got a new job and have been really tired recently, so I have been having a little bit of a hard time writing.

Hello! I see your posts about Tsujimura (whom I barely see any fanfics about individually for a x reader), and would you make a fic where she goes home to find her s/o who have prepared dinner for her ,a bath for her, her pajamas, honestly some kind of wife/husband material tee hee.

My girl needs someone who wants to see her alive and safe, so they could reward her with some stress relief for her hard work. 🥹🥹🥹

Yes! Of course! I love writing fluffy stuff.

Warnings: None

Genre: Fluff

Reader: Gender neutral, Tsujimura's spouse

Requested By: Anonymous

Character: Mizuki Tsujimura

Tsujimura yawned as she reached her apartment door. Today had been an especially tiring day of work. Ayatsuji had been more troublesome than usual, and she had been lecrured over the phone by one of her bosses. All she wanted was to lay down on the bed wrapped in her spouse's arms and stay there for the rest of the week.

Before even opening the apartment door, she could smell something cooking from inside. Was you, still awake, It was already past twelve, you should be asleep.

She pushed the door open, the smell of whatever food was being cooked becoming much stronger and making her stomach growl. After setting her stuff down, she walked to the kitchen. She was met with the sight of you at the stove humming along to a song playing from your phone.

Tsujimura stepped inside and at that moment you turned your head. The grin that spread across your face when you saw Tsujimura never failed to make her heart race despite being together for a while now.

"Welcome back home. How was work?" You walked away from the stove to hug Tsujimura.

She hadn't realized how much she needed it until your arms were around her in the warm and comforting embrace that she slowly grew to crave after long days like this. There wasn't any hesitation to hug you back. She rested her head on your shoulder.

"Food will be done soon. How about you relax until dinner," the tone of your spouse had changed form one of excitement to see Tsujimura, to a softer one that said that you understood Tsujimura was tired and needed rest.

You gave her a soft peck before ushering her to the couch. Tsujimura didn't resist and sat down. You gently undid her hair and slowly rubbed the back of her head to try to relieve any soreness she might have had from having her hair up all day. She leaned back into your hand then turned her head to look up at you. Before pulling your hand away you brush your fingers through her hair, then stepped away from the couch. Her eyes stayed on you until you disappeared back into the kitchen.

Tsujimura relaxed into the couch. She didn't realize that she had falled asleep until she had woken up to the sound of running water coming from the bathroom. In front of her on the old coffee table, was a plate of warm food that smelled like what you had been making earlier.

She slowly sat up and stretched her arms out before picking the plate up. Her stomach growled. With food in front of her, she realized just how hungry she was. How long ago did she last eat? Now that she thought about it, she realized she only had half a granola bar for lunch shince she was so busy.

With that realization, she wasted no time shoveling the food into her mouth. If you were in the room to witness it she would have probably been lectured about chocking hazards. In that moment it didn't matter to her. Her spouse's food tasted like the best thing she had ever eaten.

When she was close to being done with her plate, she slowed her eating. She slowly chewed the food she had just shoveled in her mouth a few moments earlier. As she stared at the plate, she couldn't help but think how lucky she was to have such a caring partner.

The running water in the bathroom turned off, and out of the corner of her eye she saw you poke your head around the corner as if checking to see if Tsujimura was either awake or done eating. You waited a few moments before stepping in to the living room.

"Mizuki, love. Are you done eating?" You asked. She swallowed the last bite of food before nodding. "Great, then the bath is ready for you, but be careful. It might be a little hot."

Steam rose from the bath. Tsujimura could see the fresh towel and pajamas you had already set aside for her on the bathroom counter. She slid into the tub, and tried to let her muscles relax. You had gone through the trouble of making this bath for her so she better enjoy it. She shook her head to be rid of the "gone through the trouble" thought. She was grateful that you didn't have the ability to read minds. You hated when she would say things like that. According to you it wasn't trouble, it was merely showing you love by taking care of her.

Her muscles slowly relaxed as the hot water seeped into her skin. She had to admit that it felt amazing to be taken care of like this, especially after a long day of work. She could almost fall asleep in the water. She let her eyes drift shut, not to fall asleep, but to further relax.

Almost an hour later, the water started to get cold. She stepped out of the bathroom in the pajamas and still drying her hair with the towel. You were sitting on the bed, clearly waiting for her.

Her heart fluttered when she saw the soft relieved look on your face after seeing her so relaxed. You pat the spot next to you on the bed and grabbed a hairbrush from the nightstand.

She knew what you ment. She let the towel drop to around her shoulders and sat with her back facing you. Like every other time you had done this, you were careful to take it slow and not accidentally tug on her hair as you brushed it.

You quietly hummed while brushing her hair. If she were to be asked what her favorite quiet memories with you were, she would have to say times like these. Even though it takes a while, you are always gentle with her and her hair. You acted like she'd she'd shatter if you were too rough with her, even though she's a strong government agent who deals with threats daily. Maybe a peice of her would shatter if you were rough, because then it wouldn't be these gentle moments she loved so much anymore, and you probably weren't you either.

When you put the brush down, she turned to you. You looked just about as content as she felt. Before she could do anything you guided her to lay down, then joined her under the blankets after turning the lights off.

For a few moments the two of you layed there in the darkness, only the moonlight illuminating your room just enough to be able to see the outlines of the other's face. You leaned in and pressed a kiss to her forehead.

Her arms wrapped around you. She pulled you close enough to burry her face in your chest and whispered, "I love you."

Your hands quickly found their way around her, one petting her hair. "I love you too. Now get some sleep."

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(I know I am being dramatic, but I'm starving for more content)

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