Muichiro general fluff headcannons? Pretty please?? And this is for you โฅ๏ธโฅ๏ธ
๐๐ก๐๐ญ. ๐๐จ๐จ๐ค๐ฌ. ๐๐๐ฅ๐ข๐๐ข๐จ๐ฎ๐ฌ.
๐/๐ ๐๐๐ญ๐๐ซ ๐๐ซ๐ข๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐ : ๐ ๐ก๐๐ฏ๐ ๐ ๐ฌ๐ก๐ข๐ญ-๐ญ๐จ๐ง ๐จ๐ ๐ก๐จ๐ฆ๐๐ฐ๐จ๐ซ๐ค, ๐ฌ๐จ ๐๐จ๐ซ๐ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ ๐ก๐จ๐ฐ ๐ฌ๐ก๐จ๐ซ๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐จ๐ง๐ ๐ข๐ฌ. ๐๐ก๐๐ง๐ค ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ญ๐ก๐จ๐ฎ๐ ๐ก!!
๐๐๐ซ๐ง๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฌ: ๐๐ฅ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐๐ง๐ข๐ฆ๐ ๐ฌ๐ฉ๐จ๐ข๐ฅ๐๐ซ๐ฌ
๐๐๐ฅ๐๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง๐ฌ๐ก๐ข๐ฉ: ๐๐จ๐ฆ๐๐ง๐ญ๐ข๐ ๐๐ง๐ ๐๐ฅ๐๐ญ๐จ๐ง๐ข๐
๐๐ฒ๐ฉ๐: ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ง๐จ๐ง๐ฌ
๐๐จ๐ฆ๐๐ง๐ญ๐ข๐
He often finds flowers around the garden, and he'll give it to you.
Given that he's only fourteen (14), he's not very inept on the whole romance game
But he does try!
He allows you to braid his hair, he finds it relaxing
You both tend to stargaze together when he's not on a mission,
As well as cloudgaze
When he is, he'll send his crow to ask you how you're doing.
You both often communicate through his crow.
Cuddles
For
Days
He is the second (2nd) best cuddler out of all the Hashira (Obviously rengoku's first (1st))
๐๐ฅ๐๐ญ๐จ๐ง๐ข๐
Like with a romantic relationship with Muichiro, he'll let you braid his hair.
If he trusts you enough that is.
Just by being friend, you mean a lot to him.
He's not really "competitive", but he will make it his job to give you more presents on your birthday than anyone else (He'll also do this if you're dating)
If he trusts you, you'll be the first he tells about his brother and parents, once he remembers.
He trains with you more often than the other Hashira.
Sometimes when you train, he'll start to tell you something you could fix and then his voice will trail off and he'll forget.
He also just kind of does that in general, not just in training.
You're one of the only people he genuinely remembers at all times.
He tends to forget the other Hashira sometimes, but that never happens with you.
Hello! Sorry to bother you, but I saw you were wanting OB requests, so I'd thought I would submit one ๐
Angst/Comfort with Lucifer and Beel? (Seperate pls/and romantically). MC is feeling extremely down, her mental health has declined and she just feels empty and disconnected and she doesn't understand why? And she doesn't think anyone will understand so she goes and confesses to them about it?
I apologize if it's to much, thank you ๐ฉท
Of course! And no worries at all, I may not answer requests immediately but I'll try! So, send in a request if you have any!
This is based in the original timeline!
Warnings ;; Bad mental health, comfort from both Lucifer and Beelzebub, (kind of) stress eating in Beelzebub's part, and (technically) alcohol in Lucifer's part, proceed with caution.
Relationship ;; Romantic
Type ;; Headcanons
Seeing you hurt, hurt Lucifer in response.
Lucifer clearly loved you dearly, even if he may have been a little too strict at times, he did love you.
Lucifer's immediate response to your confession was a frown, said frown being replaced with a gentle and comforting smile in the end.
"I'm deeply sorry you're going through such a time, my dear. I love you, dearly. Would you like a glass of Demonus?"
The fallen angel would ask, his voice soft as he gently looked at you.
If you said yes, he'd grab his best and oldest bottle of Demonus, pouring both of you a glass.
He'd slide you the glass, silently sitting next to you in front of the fire in his private study, that hid in the House of Lamentation's library.
He would never pressure you into speaking your mind, he'd only ask that you spoke the truth when you did so.
Beelzebub felt his heart clench inside of his chest at your confession.
He pulled his head out of the refrigerator, looking over at you with a frown.
He stood up straight, holding his left wrist to his chest with his right hand.
His silence filled the room after your heartfelt confession.
After many a moment of silence, he handed you a plate of sweet confectionaries.
"I.. may not know what you're going through exactly, but.. I can always offer you some sweets? They always help me when I feel guilty for Lilith's passing. After all, you're the one who helped me realize that it wasn't my fault. I love you for that, so much."
Beelzebub responded, taking a confection off of the plate and taking a bite.
He continued to hold the plate out to you, waiting for you to take one.
Even if you said no, he'd find something else for you to eat.
Food always helped him, so he'll try to help you with the same thing.
how many followers do i need to get random asks god be nosy u little shits ask me about my personal life this is fucking boring getting nothing
Mitsuri or Shinobu cuddle hcs? If possible of course
๐๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ก๐ฆ!!!
๐๐๐ซ๐ง๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฌ: ๐๐จ๐ง๐! ๐๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐๐ฅ๐ฎ๐๐๐ฒ ๐๐ฅ๐ฎ๐๐!!
๐๐๐ฅ๐๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง๐ฌ๐ก๐ข๐ฉ: ๐๐จ๐ฆ๐๐ง๐ญ๐ข๐
๐๐ฒ๐ฉ๐: ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ง๐จ๐ง๐ฌ
She prefers to be the big spoon.
She sees it as a way to protect you, and trust me, that's all she's ever wanted to do.
She'll press gentle kisses to your hair, making it feel like butterflies landing on your head.
She'll gently run her hands up your sides,
I headcanon she has long nails, so she'll gently run them up your sides.
If you need cuddles because you've had a rough day, she'll massage your forehead, shoulders, whatever is necessary in order to make you comfortable.
She doesn't mind which spoon she is
Big or little, it doesn't matter to her.
She just likes having your attention.
If she's the big spoon: she'll press kisses all over your face, and occasionally nuzzle her face into the crook of your neck, often leaving gentle kisses.
If she's the little spoon: She'll giggle a lot, happy to be held in a protective manner. She'll reach behind her, gently running her fingers through your hair, you don't know how she doesn't end up poking you in the eyes.
*THIS WAS SENT TO A FRIEND. NOT ME*
the friend who received this is too nice to say something about it but i have reached a point now where i have seen them receive so many messages like this that i just can't keep my mouth shut anymore
this is straight up evil behaviour. whatever lighthearted tone this anon thought they were sending this with, i don't care. it's gross in every sense.
i'm speaking directly to whoever sent this now and frankly, if you follow me, non, unfollow me right fucking now because i don't want this energy anywhere near my blog. it hurts enough that you've targeted my friends with it.
listen up because apparently it bears repeating for the millionth fucking time -
FANFICTION AUTHORS ARE HUMAN BEINGS. they have lives and jobs and school and things they struggle with. maybe they've even spoken publicly about their struggles in the hopes their readers would understand them a bit better because at the end of the day this is a community and they have every right to use this space however they fucking want to.
"don't start a fic you can't finish" - literally shut up. shut up! we are not paid to do this, i will start and not finish whatever the fuck i want.
and holy shit, anon. as if this message wasn't disgusting enough, please let me state plainly something you "desperately" need to hear: no robot can give you what a human writer can. and the fact that you even threatened to just go to AI at this point shows how little you care about storytellers and all they provide for you.
again, i don't care if every word of this message was sent in jest or meant to be read playfully. it's not fucking cute. this shit hurts writers and ya'll need to realize that.
if you take time out of your life to send messages like this, you're a bad person. period. this is not how fanfic works, it's not how the world works. if you can wait two-three years for a movie or a new season of your favourite tv show, you can wait a few months for a fanfic to update. or you can wait forever. we literally owe you nothing.
i'm done sugarcoating it, ya'll. disrespectfully, grow up. grow up! enough is enough.
anyway
Hello! Heard you are looking for requests so here is one! How about one of the hashiras (or all of them saperated) + kagaya (platonic) x ubuyashiki daughter reader? In which reader is kagaya daughter and they are in love with her but haven't told her yet because her health is getting worse from the curse how would they react to finding her passed out on the floor with blood coming out of her mouth?
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๐ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฏ๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐๐จ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ฒ๐ ๐๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ ๐๐จ๐ง'๐ญ ๐ค๐ง๐จ๐ฐ ๐ก๐จ๐ฐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฐ๐ซ๐ข๐ญ๐ ๐๐จ๐ซ ๐ก๐ข๐ฆ, ๐ง๐จ๐ซ ๐๐จ ๐ ๐ค๐ง๐จ๐ฐ ๐ก๐จ๐ฐ ๐ก๐'๐ ๐ซ๐๐ฌ๐ฉ๐จ๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ. ๐'๐ฆ ๐ฌ๐จ๐ซ๐ซ๐ฒ :(
๐๐๐ซ๐ง๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฌ: ๐๐ฅ๐จ๐จ๐, ๐๐ข๐๐ฎ๐ญ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ฃ๐ข ๐๐ฎ๐ซ๐ฌ๐ (?), ๐ ๐ฌ๐ก๐ข๐ญ-๐ญ๐จ๐ง ๐จ๐ ๐๐ง๐ ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ข๐ง ๐๐ฎ๐ข๐๐ก๐ข๐ซ๐จ ๐๐ง๐ ๐๐ก๐ข๐ง๐จ๐๐ฎ'๐ฌ ๐ฉ๐๐ซ๐ญ๐ฌ
๐๐๐ฅ๐๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง๐ฌ๐ก๐ข๐ฉ: ๐๐ฅ๐๐ญ๐จ๐ง๐ข๐ ๐๐ง๐ ๐๐จ๐ฆ๐๐ง๐ญ๐ข๐?
๐๐ฒ๐ฉ๐: ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ง๐จ๐ง๐ฌ
Kyojuro's heart would set itself ablaze, and not in a good way.
He'd run to your side, gently lifting you up and gently holding your head in his lap.
"..๐๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐ฅ๐ ๐ ๐ฅ๐๐ฆ๐? ๐๐ฎ๐ง๐ฌ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐?" He'd ask in a panicked manner.
Your only response was more blood pooling from your lips.
He'd gently lift you up, taking off his haori and gently wiping your lips before gently holding it under your chin.
He didn't care if it became stained with blood, he could get another one.
He'd only care about your health, and your ability to move as you used to.
Tengen's usual flashiness disappeared.
Panic would cover him, head to toe.
Once regulating himself, he'd come closer to you, gently lifting you up in order for you to not choke on your blood.
For once, he'd be silent. Not a singular word would come from him.
His free hand would gently run through your hair as he'd watch you get the rest of it out.
You could've sworn he wasn't breathing the entire time.
Because when you stopped coughing things up, you could hear him taking a long, hard breath.
Mitsuri's heart broke as she saw you.
She would be at your side before you could even process that she was there.
She'd hold you close, whispering soft things to you as she gently rubbed your back.
She'd stay by your side the entire time.
She'd pat your back every now and again, making sure you were getting it all out.
She'd be silently sobbing, hoping you'd be okay in the end.
Once you stopped, she'd take her haori off, resting it on your shoulders.
Obanai would freeze up, panicking internally.
He didn't know whether to get Shinobu or do something himself.
Kaburamaru would notice this and gently slither off his shoulders to the ground.
He'd slither over to you, using almost all of his snake-like strength to push you up.
Once this happened, Obanai would snap out of it before running to you.
He was trembling, but held you up, as Kaburamaru gently slithered back to Obanai's shoulders.
Fright would be evident in his eyes even after you were okay.
Gyomei wouldn't be able to.. see you.
So he'd hear your coughing, and the liquid escaping your lips and put two (2) and two (2) together.
Tears would spill from his eyes as he'd make his way toward you, lifting you up.
He'd set his beads to the side, gently holding your hair back as he let you let it all out.
Like some of the others, he'd wrap his haori around you.
He'd feel terrible, causing more tears to spill.
As soon as he heard the blood stop hitting the ground, he'd pull you close, gently rubbing your back.
His fists would tighten, and his eyes would widen.
His footing would become unsteady as a gasp released from him.
Now, he wasn't particularly... inept in the whole physical health thing, but he could tell something was clearly wrong.
A small growl would come from him as he'd run to you, gently (well, gently for him) pushing your head downward with one hand and holding you up with the other.
He sat in front of you, a victim to the blood that spewed from you,
But that was fine, nothing he hadn't experienced before.
As soon as you calmed down, he'd pull you close, his arms wrapping around you tightly as he gently rocked the two of you back and forth.
She'd freeze up.
Despite her intellect in the field of the human body, she wouldn't move.
Seeing you like this, reminded her so much of her sister.
Instead of staying to help you, she could help but.. leave.
She ran, as fast as she could back to the butterfly mansion.
She'd breathe heavily, her mind foggy with tears pooling in her eyes.
Her body would tremble as she'd slide down the wall, stopping when she sat on the floor.
He'd gasp lightly, his usual calm and stoic demeanor disappearing.
For the first time in forever, tears would pool in his eyes and gently slip from them.
He'd slowly make his way to you, lifting you up slightly and letting you cough it up.
Out of the corner of your eye, you could see his soft expression and the tears fall from his eyes.
It hurt him so bad to see you like this,
So bad that all he could think of doing was crying as he held you up.
His love for you was so intense, that it could cause him to do things he hadn't done in years.
Muichiro's face wouldn't change.
He wouldn't know what to do.
He loved you, of course, but... how was he to help?
He watched as you choked on your own blood, feeling horrible that he didn't know what to do.
He was only fourteen, would you expect him to know?
He was trained to fight to protect humans from demons, but when it came to protecting the one he loved most?
He didn't know what to do.
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