Art Is Mine!

Art is mine!

It's 3 am, obviously my art looks like sht-

So...I got pretty obsessed with Demon Slayer lately and uh- Yeah, if you know me, you know what that means.

Demon Slayer Masterlist coming soon

But pls, until I post it, do not send requests. Yall can let me know if you're interested in requesting though. Idc how. Would give me more motivation.

Pls read the rules in my other Masterlists tho! You'll find the links under every ff I post

I'm also planning on making the stuff I write longer in the future. I just never rlly had the time because of school, but summer break is right around the corner so...

Hmh, hmh

So...yeah-

Buh bye

-Prince Ruka

Can you write a platonic scenario where reader helps Kakyoin with a crossdressing dare put forth by Oldseph? I'd like to imagine that he thought that no one can top Tequila Joseph. Too bad Reader knows exactly how to make Kak look good!!

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Noriaki Kakyoin x gn! reader

I love this one!

And I'm so glad I'm a cosplayer, so I know a few things about make-up :'D

Oh, and I made reader Jotaro's sibling, just so this could work better- 

And this takes place after they defeated DIO, but everyone is alive and yeah

Hope this is what you wanted & hope you enjoy

Tequila Noriaki

None of them knew how they got there, but all of the Stardust Crusaders sat in a circle, listening to Joseph telling them about how he saved the world when he was only 18. Even Joraro was listening to his grandpa's rambling until a certain point in the story.

"But in order to get into that building I had to get past those guards, so I dressed up as a hot chick, with make-up and everything, and tried my luck. I even brought tequila!"

"What now?", (Y/N) asked while the others looked at each other with confused or slightly disgusted expressions, picturing the old man all dressed up in a tight dress.

Joseph raised his hand, "My plan was foolproof!"

"Doesn't seem like it! You could've easily knocked them down with your hamon, or whatever, or am I wrong?", Polnareff interjected. "Well, I ended up doing that because they saw through my disguise."

Avdol placed a hand on his forehead as Kakyoin frowned and Jotaro did his signature move. (Y/N) and Polnareff couldn't help but laugh. "Hey! At least I looked fine as heck! No one could've done that better than me."

"As if. Kakyoin would've looked at least 10-times better and would've probaly fooled those guards.", the (Y/HC)-haired said with confidence, pointing to said male who replied with an, "Excuse me?"

Everyone looked at Kakyoin, but Joseph scoffed and crossed his arms, "You kids sure play too much video games. Your eyesight is clearly messed up."

"Come on!", the (Y/EC)-eyed began, "Look at him! He got such a pretty face! Also, he isn't as buff as you, much slimmer." Kakyoin only looked at them, brows furrowed, but eyes slightly widened. "I only believe it when I see it.", Joseph stated.

"Do I have a say in this?", Kakyoin spoke, looking at (Y/N) who seemed to already think about how they could make him top Tequila Joseph.

After some back and forth, Noriaki gave in, saying, "I guess it could be an interesting experience." (Y/N) grinned and stood up, grabbing the hand of the red head before pulling him to their room. "So glad I practiced sewing in Jotaro's size."

They told Kakyoin to sit down on their desk chair while they went back to they brother to ask where he put the clothes they sewed. Noriaki raised an eyebrow when they got back, a pile of clothing in their arms. "So, what do I have to expect?", he asked with a small smile on his face.

"I think we should keep everything basic. Not too over the top, but not too natural either.", they answered, a hand on their chin, "So I guess for the make-up...Maybe a bit of red eyeshadow, mascara, eyeliner...and maybe a little bit of lipstick too. You're skin is almost flawless, so I don't really think we need foundation, but I will use powder."

The 17-year-old nodded, not understanding everything they said, but enough for him to mentally prepare himself. "Don't worry, I'm a pro. Jotaro is a great brother, you know?", (Y/N) reassured, grinning. The last comment made him chuckle, "Is that so?"

The (Y/HC)-haired nodded before pointing at Kakyoin's clothes, "You should probably take the jacket off first. You don't want them to get dirty." While the red-haired took of his uniform jacket, (Y/N) set up the make-up, putting the supplies on their desk next to them.

Kakyoin sat down again, now in his undershirt, and laid his hands in his lap. (Y/N) pulled up another chair and sat infront of him, so they were eye to eye.

"You ready?", they asked, grabbing a concealer fitting Noriaki's skin-tone. "Yes. Should I close my eyes?" "Yup, that'd be good."

He closed his eyes, only slightly nervous, he trusted his good friend after all. He trusted them with his life and to not make him look like a clown. The concealer was opened with a quiet 'pop' before (Y/N) applied the liquid on Kakyoin's eyelids with the little brush, Kakyoin's eyes twitching a bit, blending it out afterward with a brand new sponge. "That is the base, so the color applies better and is more visible.", they muttered and closed the concealer again, putting it away and grabbing their eyeshadow pallet and a brush.

"What are you doing now?", Kakyoin asked, to prepare himself and to satisfy his curiousity as to how to do ones make-up. "The eyeshadow. I'll start with the lightes red I have and apply it on your whole eyelid." Noriaki hummed in response and waited for a sensation on his eyelid.

After they were done with that, they took a darker shade of red, applying it to the outer corners of their friend's eyes, going along the crease to about the middle of his eyes.

They blended the colors, adding another darker shade of red. They let Kakyoin have a look at himself in the mirror. It was an unfamiliar look, for sure but he thought it was looking rather good on him. He told (Y/N) that which made them proud of their work.

"Nice! Then let's continue with the eyeliner."

Kakyoin closed his eyes again as (Y/N) grabbed their eyeliner and opened it. "You have to sit very still for this.", they told him, raising a hand to his face to hold it in place. "I'm starting now."

The red head tried his best to stay as still as possible, not wanting his friend to screw up now. To his surprise, (Y/N) seemed to do quick work with the eyeliner, sliding the tip from the middle of his eyes to the outer corner, making a little wing, before filling it in. "Told you, I was a pro. You can open your eyes now.", they snickered which made Kakyoin chuckle and open his eyes.

"You look so prettyyyy.", the (Y/EC)-eyed said and grabbed the mascara. Noriaki took a glance at the mirror and smiled, "You really are doing a great job."

After putting the mascara on Kakyoin's eyelashes, a bit of lipstick on his lips and setting everything with powder, the (Y/HC)-haired stood up and looked through the pile of clothing they threw on their bed before for a suitable outfit.

The teenager joined them on the hunt, holding up a few things that might suit him. Not after too long they settled on a light pink dress. Since it was a bit too big for him they decided to wrap a shawl like thing around his waist.

(Y/N) took a few steps back to look at their friend, "You look gorgeus, oh my god." Kakyoing slightly wrapped his arms around himself as he walked to the body lenght mirror in the room, looking at himself from different angles, "I can't help but agree with you.", he chuckled.

"WHOA!!", Polnareff was the first one to see Tequila Noriaki as (Y/N) and him re-entered the room where all of this began. "(Y/N) did a really great job. You look amazing, Kakyoin.", Avdol said, smiling. Jotaro only nodded.

All eyes landed on Joseph who was staring at Kakyoin with wide eyes. He didn't want to admit that he was looking good, let alone better than himself in a dress. Joseph crossed his arms over his chest  and looked to the side, "Not too bad, I guess."

Diluc x gn! reader

Genshin Impact Masterlist

TW: Tired, crying Diluc, positive tears tho

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After tiredness comes honesty

Diluc suppressed a yawn, eyelids heavy with tiredness. He was constantly under enormous stress because of his work in the winery, in the tavern, every now and then fights as 'Darknight hero' at night, etc.

Fortunately, his duties were reduced thanks to his reliable workers, but he still couldn't really rest.

After all, he can't spend time with his lover when he's sleeping. And that was what he longed for the most, to walk around the city with you, to show you his favorite places, to go out to eat at a restaurant.

But he was too exhausted.

The redhead stood in front of your shared house with his arms crossed as he waited for your return. That's the least he could do to at least see a small smile on your face.

However, he only saw a pout.

With your hands on your hips, you approached your lover. "Diluuuuuc...Why aren't you in bed?", You frowned and tilted your head, "You look so exhausted..."

Your previous expression was replaced with a worried one as you put your hands on his cheeks. Diluc literally melted when your warm hands reached his face. It was so pleasant for him.

Involuntary his eyelids closed a bit further and he sighed softly.

You couldn't help but giggle, but your worried look stayed on your face. Slowly you removed your hands from his cheeks and took his hands in yours. With your head tilted to one side, you pulled him into the house.

Without protesting in any way, he followed you.

When you got to your couch, you sat Diluc down on it, but when you wanted to go into the kitchen, Diluc stopped you by grabbing your arm.

His cheeks were slightly flushed and his gaze was averted from you as he asked, "Can we...cuddle a little...?"

Without saying a word, you sat down next to the red-haired male and let him rest his head on your chest. You untied his braid and started combing your fingers through his hair.

Diluc loved it. He loved it so much.

He could feel your warmth enveloping him. It invited him to fall asleep right then and there, but he didn't want to.

Diluc looked up at you, the smile you gave him made him smile too. A rare sight, even for you. "You are so beautiful..." you whispered and brushed one of his red strands from his face.

He hummed at your words and pressed his cheek a little more into your chest.

"You always say things like that about me...", he began with a hint of sadness in his voice, "you do so much for me...am I doing enough for you?"

Your eyes met again and you open your mouth to answer him, but he cut you off. "I'm busy all the time, have hardly any time for myself, let alone for you."

He wrapped his arms around your torso and carefully pulled you closer to himself.

"I find it hard to put my feelings into words...And I doubt my actions are doing a better job." He kept muttering, not even really realizing that he was saying all that.

"(Y/N)...I want to spend more time with you,...see your smile more often,...hear you laugh more often..."

You slowly lay down while listening to him. Your heart beat a little faster with every word he said.

Diluc has never been open with his feelings, you always had to read a little between the lines. That Diluc just told you what was going on in his head was more than just a positive surprise.

"I love you...I love you so much...that it hurts...", Diluc's voice and breath became a little shaky and you could feel a wetness on your chest.

Diluc was crying.

"I love you for everything you've done for me...All your words...All the sleepless nights when you didn't leave my side...For- for-"

He got no further, his sobs kept interrupting him. The redhead grabbed your clothes tightly as he tried to stop crying.

You squeezed him tighter as your own tears slowly rolled down your cheeks.

"Let it out, Diluc, let it out," you told him. Immediately he began to sob loudly. He just gripped the fabric of your clothes tighter, as if you were going to disappear if he let go even a tiny bit.

Your hearts were beating almost in sync while a huge wave of emotions flooded you.

You kissed his head over and over again. "I love you too, Diluc, more than anything else. You don't even notice how much you're doing for me..." you whispered in a shaky voice.

After a while, Dilucs fell silent and his grip loosened. He fell asleep.

You gave him one last kiss and grabbed a blanket that was on the table next to you. You carefully placed it over both of you and continued to run your fingers through his hair

"Were you that tired...?", You asked quietly, with a slight scratch, but soft laugh in your voice, "You need a vacation, baby..."

You rubbed the dried tears off your face, all of that was the last thing you expected.

You started to hum a little melody while you were making plans in your head for a possible vacation for Diluc and you.

Hi! Can you write Jotaro reacting to his small s/o cursing out someone twice their size in their own native language? I think his reaction would be funny if he could tell that the victim was trying to insult them and then his s/o goes off

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Jotaro Kujo x gn! small! reader

Omg yesssss

Since you didn't say which Jotaro, Imma just choose the SDC one

Also, this is my first request ever on this platform- and I just recently joined so----yee thank you, I hope that is what you wanted & I hope you enjoy

TW: a bit of swearing

Japanese

Readers native language

I suck at titles, help

Tiny body with a big voice

Jotaro watched (Y/N) as they waddled infront of him, excitement clear in their face.

It's been a very long time since they were in their homecountry, let alone the city they were born and spent their whole childhood in. (Y/N) could barely contain their emotions as they walked through all too familiar streets, passed all too familiar buildings, many of them looking the exact same as they remembered.

The (Y/HC)-haired turned around, walking backwards, to look at Jotaro. "I'm so excited to show you around! There are so many cool, abandoned places I used to play detectives with my childhood friends! Oh, we could go to my favorite food place too! I swear, their food is the. best!"

The corners of Jotaro's mouth rose ever so slightly, only visible to those who pay very close attention to it. He, too, could feel a slight tingle of excitement in his stomach, not only because (Y/N)'s excitement was so contagious, but because he was geniunely interested to find out more about his lover's country, culture and childhood.

They have been lovingly pestering him for months about flying to their homecountry, wanting to travel with him without having to stress out about possible stand user attacks.

He couldn't fight back a smile at his lover's wide grin and bone-breaking hug when he finally said 'yes' to the idea, covering it up with a tilt of his cap and his signature "Yare yare daze..."

"Just don't get us lost.", his deep voice paired with his intimidating resting face made a few people around them stare, slightly concerned for the (Y/HC)-haired, since they were so short and seemed so fragile, easily broken physically and mentally. The fact that the people didn't understand a word they said didn't make things better.

(Y/N) just giggled and took the black-haired's huge hands in their much smaller ones and began to lead him down the road, ignoring all the stares.

The taller one let them drag him from place to place, listening to them rambling on and on about whatever they had to say, occasionly adding something from his own childhood suitable for the conversation.

It was safe to say that the both of them were happy with their choice to travel there. They opened up more and more to each other, strengthening their bond and relationship.

As it was getting darker they decided to head back to the hotel they checked in earlier that day. The (Y/EC)-eyed one swung theirs and Jotaro's hand back and forth a bit, a slight skip in their step.

The black-haired wondered how they still got so much energy after walking around the whole day, climbing hills and jumping around on playgrounds.

"Oh? Isn't that the little midget? Oh, it is!"

(Y/N) stopped dead in their track, immediately recognizing that voice. Jotaro stopped as well and looked down to his better half, confused, before locking eyes with the source of the voice.

It was a teenager with a buzz cut, a little shorter than Jotaro. He had a smug grin on his face as he stepped closer to the couple, his hands in the pockets of his jeans jacket. "Oh, would you look at that? You were able to get yourself a living ladder."

"Go away, Drake, your insults are lame."

He stopped right infront of them and slightly leaned over (Y/N), throwing a shadow over them, "I just try to go easy on you. Don't want you to start crying and cause a scene.", his grin grew a bit. Jotaro didn't understand a single word and just stared the guy down, having the feeling he was trouble.

"I hate you with every inch of my body, you know that?"

"Thank god, that aint't a lot of inches then.", he laughed and then turned his attention to the taller male, "But seriously, you must be retarded if you hang out with that dwerf...You even listening? Man, your mind seems to be fucked up just like your choice of clothi-”

"Would you shut the fuck up!?"

Both of the boys slightly flinched at their sudden outburst. Even Jotaro's eyes widened slightly, never in the world would he have expected that his lover was even able to be so loud.

The (Y/HC)-haired pressed their index finger against Drake's chest, "Listen up, Buddy. Take all your self-doubt and go talk to someone instead of letting out your frustration on others! I am sick of being your god damn punching bag!"

Jotaro listened with widened eyes. He didn't know what exactly was going on, but seeing his lover so angry and passionate about what they were saying made him a little proud. He coulodn't help it but to cheer them on internally.

Especially seeing how small Drake suddenly seemed to be, compared to (Y/N), completely taken aback from their words.

(Y/N) rarely stood up for themself, both Jotaro and Drake knew that, making that situation even more surprising and scary, mostly for Drake.

After their yelled speech, Drake wasted no time and got out of there. They sighed and ran a hand through their hair, "Sorry about that...", they muttered as they looked up at their boyfriend. He, however, was still stuck thinking about the way they were glaring at that guy, not sure if he actually found it cute in a way or downright terrifying.

The black-haired tilted the brim of his cap downward, muttering, "Yare yare daze...", under his breath.

That was an interesting day for sure.

Oh you gave me EXACTLY what I wanted!!! Thank you so much!!! 💕💕💕

Ahhhh I'm so glad- I was so nervous when I posted this :'D You're very welcome xkdnxkdkf

Hisoka Mikage x male! reader

A3 Masterlist

Coming out

With his legs swung over the armrest, (Y/N) laid on the couch in the living room of the Mankai Company dorm. Bored, he scrolled through social media, disappointed when he found nothing interesting. He had hoped to find a quiet activity on his phone, but he didn't find anything he really wanted to do.

Sighing softly, (Y/N) put his cell phone on the table next to the couch and looked down at his sleeping boyfriend. A small smile crept onto his face as he carefully wrapped his arms around Hisoka. This made the silver-haired continue to snuggle into the chest of the taller one.

The (Y/HC)-haired man slowly ran his fingers through Hisoka's silver hair, occasionally leaving a little kiss on his forehead. (Y/N) loved times like this. He loved them more than anything else. But they had been laying there for a few hours now.

Everyone who went to work or school in the morning was back home by now and Omi would start making dinner soon. Even if (Y/N) was the only person who could wake up Hisoka without marshmallows, he just couldn't bring himself to drag him out of his slumber.

The silver-haired male just looked too cute...

But on the other hand, he wanted to stand up, all of his limbs were already aching and he had the feeling that he no longer knew how to move them.

A short time later, the tall, brown-haired man, who got called 'Mom' by pretty much everyone, came into the room to prepare dinner. Before he could go to the kitchen area, he stopped, astonished at the sight of the two young men on the couch.

But to be honest, he was more surprised about how long they had been on the couch rather than what position they were in.

(Y/N) and Hisoka hadn't told anyone about their relationship, or their sexuality. Hisoka wasn't afraid that they wouldn't accept them. He knew the members of Mankai Company well enough by now.

But (Y/N) had his concerns. Part of his family is still waiting for this 'phase' to finally end.

"You're still laying here...", said the 20 year old and tilted his head slightly before he began to smile, "Do you have trouble waking him up? Do you need help to carry him to his room?"

The male spoken to only replied with, "No, no...It's alright, thank you."

Omi was a little confused, but he didn't ask any further, "Alright then. Let me know if you need anything." With these words, he wrapped an apron around himself and began to prepare dinner.

(Y/N)'(s) gaze wandered once again to the Sleeping Beauty on his chest. Another sigh escaped his lips before gently shaking him. "Hisoka, wake up..."

(Y/N) started shaking the smaller one a little harder and talking louder. "Come on, Sleeping Beauty, Omi is already cooking." Hisoka opened one eye and looked up at his boyfriend before closing it again and letting out a sigh.

(Y/N)'(s) voice became quieter again, so that Omi couldn't hear him, "If we lay here any longer, the boys will find ou-"

Before the (Y/HC)haired male could finish talking, Hisoka got off of him and rubbed his eyes. "Last week you said we would tell them today..." he muttered as (Y/N) sat up.

The (Y/EC) eyed froze. He hoped Hisoka forgot about that. The silver-haired shot him a look out of the corner of his eye.

(Y/N) sighed, "I hate society..."

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Several different conversations took place at the dining table, only a few members of the Mankai Company didn't talk. Among them were (Y/N) and Hisoka, as usual.

(Y/N) poked around in his food with a fork, the uncomfortable pressure in his stomach spoiled his appetite. But he swore he wouldn't run away this time.

After all, what would he lose in the worst case?

A bunch of idiots who won't accept love between two same-sex people because society said it's wrong.

(Y/N) took a long breath and put his fork next to his plate. A couple of gazes wandered to him, confused, concerned about the behavior of their good friend.

"You okay, (Y/N)?", Tsuzuru began, "You barely ate anything."

That silenced the entire dining table, all eyes were now on the (Y/EC) eyed male. Citron gasped in surprise, "And it is your favorite foot!"

"I think you mean 'food'.", Tasuku corrected, before turning back to (Y/N). "Is there anything you want to tell us?" He asked.

The one talked to briefly glanced over to Hisoka, who had only listened to everything with sleepy eyes. The silver-haired gave him a small smile, which meant something like 'everything will be fine'.

(Y/N) took deep breath and nodded. But before he could start talking, Taichi cut him off. "You're not leaving us, are you!?"

This triggered a chain reaction among the extroverted and rather loud actors, which, luckily, was interrupted by Sakyo. "Just listen to what (Y/LN) has to say!" Said the blonde in a stern voice.

"First of all...", (Y/N) began, "I'm not planning on leaving anytime soon..." Those words made some of them sigh in relief. "I mean... It depends on how you react..." he mumbled afterwards.

Hisoka slightly shook his head, "Just tell them..." "Huh? Do you know about it, Hiso-Hiso?" Asked Kazunari, surprised. Hisoka nodded, "It's something we both want to tell you."

The whole group was surprised by Hisoka's serious voice, they were only used to soft mumbling. Outside of plays, of course.

Homare frowned slightly in a thinking manner, but then started grinning and laughing. "I think I know what you want to tell us!", He winked at the two young men, "I knew it from the start!"

"What could it be?" "What is it?" "What?" "Is it about triangles?" Asked Citron, Muku, Sakuya and Misumi at the same time. "Maybe we'll find out when you finally shut up!", Yuki replied with an annoyed voice.

(Y/N) dropped his head on the table, he had expected something like that, but not that it would make him even more nervous. "Oh my...", Azuma began, "Let's calm down a bit. The whole thing seems to be very nerve wrecking for poor (Y/N)."

Tsumugi smiled, "Take as much time as you need." Omi nodded in agreement.

The (Y/HC)haired raised his head and rubbed his forehead, which was starting to turn red. Before he could say anything, Homare stood up and pointed at Hisoka and (Y/N). "You two are homosexual and lovers! And have been for months!"

"Yes." Was all Hisoka said while (Y/N)'(s) face landed back on the table and everybody went crazy. "WWWWWHHHHHHAAAAAAAAAAAAAT??" some of them shouted in perfect sync before they started congratulating the young couple and bombarding them with questions.

Citron leaned a little over the table, "Why did you keep your love a secret?" (Y/N)'(s) whole face was now bright red. "Because I was scared, my god! Now everybody be quiet, my head is about to explode!"

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Hisoka sighed, eyebrows furrowed, "They're still so loud..." he muttered as he snuggled back into his boyfriend's chest.

"You can't tell me that you didn't expect that," replied (Y/N), much more relaxed than before.

"I did...", said the silver-haired male, "but still..."

(Y/N) sighed softly and closed his eyes.

"I'm glad they know about our relationship now," he confessed, "and that it was Homare who said it."

Hisoka pouted slightly, "That was your job, though I guess you weren't able to prevent it..." He started to smile, "As red as you were..."

"Hisoka-"

*~Story clear~*