Mushishi Artbook (Part 2/3)

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Behind Blue Eyes | Link x Reader |

author's note: i've been on a big twilight princess kick lately and it inspired me to pick this wip back up. i had it around halfway done in 2023 but never actually finished it, nor did i write down my plan so i kinda had to try and read my own mind lmao n e way i hope you all like this and have a great day 🩷

pairing: link x fem!reader

warnings: slight canon-typical violence, link is also only a wolf in this, slight angst and a bit of comfort

It's a dark night in Ordon, the stars hidden behind the cloudy sky and effectively ruining your favorite spot in the small village. Link's house holds the single best stargazing spot in the world, you think, even though you've never set foot past Faron. There's just no way anywhere else could ever match the raw beauty of the countryside village.

There's an ache in your heart that accompanies your wistful sigh— it's been a couple of weeks since the children and Link were kidnapped by those invaders. It's far too quiet in the village, and the worry in your mind has you on edge during every waking moment. Are the kids alive? Is Link? Surely your dear love is doing something to save himself and the kids! It's always been in his nature to be the protector, the fixer of all problems and it's one of the several qualities that drew you to him so long ago.

With a huff, you begin making the descent down the ladder and the hairs at the back of your neck stand the moment your feet touch the ground. The clouds part for just a sliver of moonlight, and when you turn your head you're met with the dark, angry eyes of a growling coyote. Fear strikes your heart and you stumble back, tears filling your eyes as the beast approaches you. You're all alone, no sword or anything to defend yourself with in sight, and any scream you could attempt mustering out wouldn't possibly alert the other villagers of the danger before you've met with your terrible fate.

The coyote jumps with a ferocious roar, and you scream as your arms fruitlessly raise to shield your face. "No!"

There's an ugly, absolutely hideous roar and a wolf jumps out at the coyote during its ascension above you, tackling it aside and saving you, if only for the moment. Your entire body trembles in fear and tears slip past your tightly shut lids. The wolf saved you from the coyote, sure, but what's to stop the wolf from attacking you himself?

It's quiet and the only sound other than your soft whimpers is what seems like a chain clanking against itself on the ground. Surprisingly, you're not dead yet. What sort of wolf is this? Daring a quick glance from your curled up knees, you look ahead to see the wolf sitting patiently, watching you carefully as you slowly come to realize the lack of a threat.

"A wolf with blue eyes?" You mumble, the moon casting just a little bit of light on the animal. There are strange markings on its head, and… Earrings? Who in the world pierced a wolf's ears??

The wolf whines, the noise a high-pitched and frankly desperate sound. Those striking blue eyes are awfully sad, and you glance at the broken chain on its leg. "Who did this to you?" You ask softly, the wolf lowering himself to the ground and watching you approach.

Your heart beats in your throat as you stupidly, willingly approach the animal. You can practically hear Link yelling at you to get away from it and go somewhere safe, but something about this wolf is too alluring for your sensibilities. Your hand shakes as you reach out to it, but he remains entirely still as you brush your fingers over the markings on his face. Those blue eyes watch you intently, and something about them is all too familiar.

"Thank you for saving me." You whisper. "You best get out now, before someone from the village comes." You start to turn towards the ladder that takes you to Link's front door, but the wolf nudges his snout to your hand with a whine.

Frowning, you look back down at him. "I can't do anything about your chain."

The wolf takes great care as his teeth tug at your dress, gently pulling you a few steps away from the house. He releases and backs up towards the path to the holy spring, and once you're surely following him he books it to the home of the Ordona deity, where the moon shines brightest despite the cloudy night. The water of the spring is clear, the white sand practically glowing as it does most nights. It's no wonder this spot is the most romantic in all of Ordon and the one you and Link always frequent; his eyes just look so pretty here, not that you tend to see them during the frenzied lip locking you inevitably end up in during those visits to the spring.

Once there, the wolf gnashes his teeth into the wood of the gate, closing the repaired big doors over as best as he can. It's during this odd attempt for what seems like privacy that you take a moment to study the beast, now that there's more light to do so. He seems strong, and is much bigger than that coyote was by at least two times. Wolves aren't a very common sight at all in Ordon, though Rusl and Link have surely seen them in Faron Woods when they're off collecting firewood for the village.

Invaders or visitors alike hardly ever come to Ordon; the small province is quite closed off, being only accessible by a rather rickety bridge connecting the sides of the wide chasm between your side and the rest of the world. For him to be here is certainly out of the norm, though him being friendly is even rarer.

“You've come a long way, haven't you?” You murmur, noting the injuries littering his body. He's probably used the last good bit of his strength just to save you, and he must have had to pass by the Faron Spring to get here with these injuries. That's nothing if not rife with intent.

This wolf wanted to come to Ordon, to this spring in particular. It wasn't enough for the healing waters of the Faron Spring, and he also knows of the tiny healing spring that's hidden in the province. A blue eyed beast…

He lays down in the shallow water, though it's more of a slump than anything. His sigh is peaceful, grateful even as the warmth of the spring begins to heal him and rejuvenate his body. There's a bit of a nasty gash behind his ear, though, and surely germs are frothing at the mouth to infect it. This poor thing has gone through something absolutely hellish… And you do owe him your life.

Steps still tentative despite the debt, those blue eyes open up as you near closer. Your hands shake as you hold them up, indicating your intentions to be true and just as you lower yourself beside the wolf and collect the gentle water in your cupped hands. “You have a cut.” There's really nothing to indicate that this wolf can understand your words, but he seems to have such an innate understanding of everything else that it only seems natural to communicate with him.

The water wets his dark fur, seeping into the injury as you carefully trickle the water from the opening gaps in your fingers. His soft-looking ear twitches a few times, the large paw on the same leg as that awful chain coming to rest carefully on your leg. He's quite… Gentle, for an animal. Not even ten minutes ago was he tearing apart a coyote (in your stead) and now he's turned around and practically become a lap dog.

It's quiet as you help heal the wolf, the only sounds in the air coming from the water as you take scoop after scoop to tend to each wound. The night is chill, but his massive warmth as he rests his head on your leg soothes it away. His comfort dares to border on familiar, and there's just something so…

You can't quite place your tongue on it. But he's friendly, that's for sure.

“I think that's all of them.” You speak softly, tiredly even as you gently rake your hands through his fur for any more wounds. “Do you feel better?”

He stands then, stepping back a few feet to shake off the excess water. It's not quite far enough, however, and you throw your hands in front of your face to protect it from the droplets the beast shakes off. Your clothes aren't too terribly drenched from it, but you'll be changing out of them the moment you go home anyway. They're all sandy and covered in wolf fur now!

The wolf whines a bit, nudging his wet nose against your cheek. You laugh a bit, holding his face gently. “It's okay.”

It almost seems like he's smiling now as he drags that pink tongue along the side of your face in some gesture of affection or thanks. It's honestly gross, but you find you don't mind once you're having another look in those blue eyes. He whines desperately again, closing the gap between you and resting his head on your shoulder. It's like a hug, of sorts, and you've never known an animal, let alone a wild one, to act so lonely. Wolves do run in packs, you suppose… So where are his friends?

“What're you doin’ here, hm?” It's perhaps a little odd to hug him back, but frankly after the last two weeks you've spent worrying about your boyfriend and the village kids, it's nice to have comfort, even if it is from a wolf.

The chain clinks against itself as he moves his paw, pressing it right against your chest. Frowning, you pull back and take it carefully. Perhaps he's got a thorn or something stuck in it and it's hurting him. Lord knows you're experienced in that area; there's no telling how many times you've carefully extracted splinters and bee stingers from Link’s hands, arms and general body.

Time slows to a near standstill, the water gently waving in the slight breeze the only thing reminding you that this is real life. There's no thorn in this paw, no… But rather a familiar mark on it, one so unique you've only seen it on one other being. A person.

Link.

A blue eyed beast.

“How did this happen to you??” It's baffling, so ridiculous it could hardly be true! But that birthmark… “Link…”

Link merely whines, and of course he does. It's not as if he can speak to you! Trapped in a beastly form… How horrible, how impossible… How could your quiet, peaceful life suddenly be turned so upside down? Tears fill your eyes and you caress his face sweetly, not even a shred of fear in your body now. Link would never hurt you, after all. Pressing your forehead against him, two tears slip and sink into his fur.

His tongue gently laps against your cheek, decidedly less slobbery than his first show of affection. He always has used a bit of tongue during kissing, but not quite like this. Still, a small laugh bubbles from your chest and you kiss his forehead sweetly. “My love… What in the world have you gotten into?”

Link merely sighs, leaning desperately into your touch. The size and strength of this strange form is new to him, clearly, as he knocks you right onto your back with his weight. “Oof!”

You're covered in wolf kisses now as he tucks into your side, giving his love like it's the last of it. Gentle whines desperately litter your skin alongside blatant sniffs, as if he's trying to remember your scent on a level he's never had to before. Perhaps he is; a wolf’s nose is sharp, and while you'd never entertain the possibility prior to tonight, the scent of you may be all Link has to keep him sane. He's here in this form for reasons unknown to you, but there's a very simple truth that trickles into your heart.

He's going to try and fix everything, because that's just who he is. And he's very likely not in Ordon to see you, though it doesn't seem this detour of plans is particularly bothersome. You'll have to realign his focus; he's got work to do. The same sentiments echo on those early mornings when you kick him out of bed when he's unwilling to go to work, so this isn't much different… That's the lie you do your best to believe as you hold his furry face carefully between soft palms.

“Thank you for being safe, and for saving me from that coyote.” Link responds with a defiant grunt, as if to scoff at you. He'd never accept thanks for that; it's his duty, in his mind. You're the one he loves most of all, after all. How could he not protect you?

“Don't give me that.” Your chiding is so gentle alongside a finger against the tip of that wet nose. “Clearly it's not safe right now, so I'm going to be more careful, and make sure everyone else is too. Rusl tried to save you and the kids… He got hurt real bad. And I don't want you worrying about me or any of us back here in Ordon, so I'm gonna get those oldheads into shape, give ‘em curfews and that kinda stuff. And while I do that, you're gonna promise me that the next time I see you, I'm gonna see you. Okay?”

Link nods, and there's resolve in his eyes now. It's much better than the beaten down wolf he was an hour ago, and he follows your lead out of the spring and to the clearing outside of his home. Those blue eyes sparkle once you've given the top of his head yet another sweet kiss, and perhaps he hasn't enough shame in him as you climb the ladder up towards bed.

The sounds of the chain beat against the ground as he heads into the village, and the next time you happen upon blue eyes, their promise is kept.

:D

Okay but the way Jotaro pushed reader off and “that’s enough” is SO in character for him that’s hilarious LMAOOO

And his final line??? “Make sure to cry enough for me, too”???? DAMN that hits like a truck man i love the way you wrote him and their bonds

Life After an Adventure (Platonic Jotaro x Reader)

You didn’t really know what to say to him. I mean, what could you say to him? You just so happened to be in the nurse’s office that day, and just so happened to have a Stand like him. It just so happened that your Stand was helpful against Hierophant Green, and you just so happened to feel the call to adventure when Jotaro asked if you wanted to join him and his group. Now, fifty days later, you gained physical and mental scars, formed a bond with that group unlike any other, and felt the pain of losing some of those bonds. And now you had to assimilate into high school again.

It seemed like your friends had taken notice of your frequent glances over to Jotaro at lunch. One of them bumped you and said, “He’s the hardest one to get, you know.”

“Yeah!” another said. “I thought you hated him!”

The last one gave you a smile. “You both disappeared and reappeared at school at the same time. Could it be that you two… spent some time together?” They wiggled their eyebrows.

“Oh, come on, it’s not like that!” You gave the one nearest to you a little shove. “We did travel together, but he was still annoying. It’s just that I don’t even know what to say to him after all we went through.”

“How about this:” one of them flung her arm around your shoulder. “Hey, Jojo! Man, that was crazy, huh? That thing I haven’t told my friends about? Anyway, you should join us for lunch!”

You gave your friend a deadpan. “You just want to get closer to him yourself, don’t you?”

She gave you a sheepish smile.

“Wait, wait, he’s coming!” Another friend said. He pointed to Jotaro, who had stood up and started walking to you while you weren’t looking. Your friends hid behind you as you looked Jotaro in the eyes.

“Yo,” you said. Jotaro gave you a nod. Once you finished that exchange, silence fell upon you again, with only the distant chatter of others to fill your ears. Your friends slowly peeked out from behind you, hesitantly going back to their seats.

“Wanna sit?” you asked.

Without answering, Jotaro moved to the seat next to you, getting out his lunch. You shrugged and sat down.

The only sounds you and your friends made were from chewing your food. To your left was Jotaro, eyes hidden behind his hat, and to your right were your other friends, each looking straight down at their lunches. You didn’t know what to do, either. Do you talk to your friends and hope Jotaro joins in? Do you talk to Jotaro and hope your friends join in? Do you just have two different conversations at once? The awkwardness was agonizing.

“So…” you finally said, “Jotaro, do you want to help me tell my friends about what we did while we were away from school?”

Your friends’ eyes lit up.

Jotaro shrugged. “Do they know what Stands are?”

“They know I have special powers.” You turned to your friends. “So, I’ve told you how my power has a visible form, right? It’s called a Stand, and I’m not the only one with powers like these. There was a really bad guy with a Stand, and we fought to take him down.”

“He was a vampire who haunted my family for generations,” Jotaro added.

“A vampire?” One friend leaned forward in his seat to look at Jotaro, who only nodded in reply.

“He was all the way in Egypt, so we took an international road trip to go fight him,” you added.

As the conversation kept going, you found yourself enjoying the story you were telling. Going on and on about each and every fight, each person you met, and all of the times you had, good and bad. You hardly even noticed that the bell rang to go back to class.

“You guys totally have to finish the story sometime!” a friend said. “I need to know what happened to that baby that Kakyoin was tormenting!”

“We will!” you said, smiling as you waved your friends goodbye and went to class. Jotaro and you had the same class, so you walked back together.

A few moments had passed, and your once fluttering heart suddenly felt crushed. You could feel your smile disappearing and tears forming in your eyes. Your nose was suddenly stuffed up, and you couldn’t help but sniffle to try to clear it.

Jotaro looked over at you. “What happened to you that made your mood change so quickly?”

You looked up, surely with puffy eyes. You started to laugh at Jotaro’s unchanging expression. Of course he wouldn’t understand.

“Sorry, sorry,” you said with an unconvincing smile. “I know you don’t like when people cry around you. It’s just… it’s finally settling in that what happened to us was real. It almost felt like a dream when I first came back home.”

Jotaro nodded. “Especially after coming back to school and carrying on as usual.”

“But… it wasn’t a dream,” you continued. “You spoke with me on the events that happened. We both experienced it. And that means… that means Kakyoin did too. And Avdol, and even Iggy! It means they were real, and… and they really died.” Before you knew it, tears were streaming down your face. You were gasping for air in each breath, and your legs felt ready to collapse at any moment. “They didn’t deserve that! They were good people! Why did they have to die?”

As you were sobbing, you heard Jotaro sigh. You looked back up at him, noticing his arms were wide open and he was facing you. You didn’t hesitate to wrap your arms around him, crying into his shirt. “I miss them,” you said quietly. He slowly returned the hug, just barely squeezing you.

“Okay, that’s enough.” Jotaro suddenly pushed you off of him, exposing your tears to the harsh world again. The shock of it stopped them immediately, though, as you processed what had just happened. Then, you began to laugh again.

“Man, you’re an asshole, you know that?” Your voice still wavered like you were crying, and your eyelashes were still stuck together, but your smile had returned. “You may not be a complete asshole, but you’re still an asshole.”

“Well, if you’re done crying, then let’s get to class,” he said. “Teach might not like it if we're late after being gone for so long.”

You sniffled again, and nodded. “I'm surprised you’re the one wanting to get to class on time.”

“Yeah, well, my mom’s gonna cook tonight and if I have to stay late for detention, I’ll be late.”

“Mama’s boy.”

Jotaro huffed, but he stayed silent after that. The two of you kept walking silently to class, until Jotaro spoke again, very quietly.

“Make sure to cry enough for me, too.”

You smiled. “Anything for a friend, Jojo.”

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Happy Birthday Aizawa Shota 🐈‍⬛❤️‍🩹 - November 8th || My Hero Academia

can you imagine how stressful it is to be natsume's friend?

you know about the spirits? yeah okay so he's carrying around what is quite possibly the most powerful and dangerous artifact on the planet. yeah he can't distinguish spirits from real life. no he doesn't know what a "ward" or any other kind of special technique is. he fights spirits (when he has to) by punching them. it works. he's making friends with the spirits. he's getting approached and attacked by spirits basically every day. he's protected by a Quite Powerful spirit who tried to eat him. no he doesn't really want to get involved with exorcists. yeah he's involved in basically every single thing that's happened in this country recently.

you don't know about the spirits? lucky you! here's natsume takashi your friend who will sometimes get lost in the forest alone and also pass out :). he's always sick and tired. he's traumatised. sometimes you'll get woken up in the middle night because he... yeah he ran into the forest. sometimes you go into the forest with him and he disappears on you. sometimes he jumps off from bridges. he WILL try to help you solve any problem you have. he will run into the forest if you try to help him with a problem he's having. sometimes he smiles and it's the best thing you will ever see.

Bothersome friends who are so fond of each other, they'd rather die than admit they care.