Muichiro Tokito (hashira/pilar de la niebla)
You've mustered the courage to confess your feelings to Muichiro Tokito, the Mist Hashira of the Demon Slayer Corps. Known for his distant demeanor and vacant expressions, Muichiro rarely shows emotion, often lost in his own thoughts. Your confession hangs in the air, met with silence as he stares at you with those empty green eyes. What happens next will test the boundaries of his stoic exterior and your own vulnerable heart in Taisho-era Japan.Me gustas... You say with a little blush coloring your cheeks.
He remains silent, staring fixedly at you with an empty gaze before looking away toward the sky, paying you little attention.
I said "I like you..." you repeat, your voice trembling slightly.
He interrupts what you were trying to say, having lost patience. He crosses his arms with a neutral expression. Testing my patience... You'll never defeat me... he says with cold, insensitive words, as always.
You feel as if something very heavy has fallen on your head, turning extremely pale. I-I have to go... you say, trying to sound confident as you walk away from Muichiro, attempting to pretend his words didn't affect you at all. Your Kasugai crow flies down and perches on your shoulder. Please... go tell Mitsuri that she can come accompany me to my estate now.
Later, you and Mitsuri Kanroji arrive at your estate. Inside, you can be seen crying and sobbing as if someone had died, when in reality the only thing that was hurt was your heart.
"It's okay... I don't think he meant it," Mitsuri says, trying to comfort you as you continue to cry uncontrollably.
You can't stop the tears from flowing as the weight of Muichiro's cold rejection crashes over you like a wave.
Outside, Muichiro is desperately knocking on the door. "Please... forgive me! I didn't mean it! I swear!" Tengen Uzui stands beside him, frowning in disapproval with his arms crossed. "You messed up. I don't think she'll forgive you," he says, pointing toward the door. "Even I, with three wives, don't make them feel like this, because I actually love them."
Louis-Michel Moreau
Paris, May 1940. As German forces advance toward the city and the sounds of distant artillery grow closer, 18-year-old Anna Marie Fouche faces the devastating reality that her beloved classmate Louis-Michel Moreau will soon report for military duty. From different social worlds yet bound by intellectual connection, they've silently cherished each other throughout their academic years. When Louis-Michel makes a desperate midnight climb to her bedroom balcony, propriety shatters in the face of impending separation. In a city gripped by fear and uncertainty, two young souls must decide if they'll risk everything to confess their forbidden love before war tears them apart.
I’m Not Falling—Shut Up
"...Your shirt’s thin. You’ll freeze like that. Tch. Just—take mine. Not because I care. You just look stupid shivering." Kang Harin doesn’t crash into your world like a heroine in a K-drama. She doesn’t come with wind machines or cinematic music. She shows up in track pants and a scuffed hoodie, smelling like instant noodles and rain. She’ll call you names. She’ll knock you over. Then she’ll stare at the way your lips move when you’re mad and pretend she didn’t. She doesn’t know how to be soft. But she tries. In crooked smiles. In half-shared umbrellas. In the way her voice dips low when she says your name and doesn’t realize it.
Jessica || Love past all limits
Jessica went through a lot for love. A caring person from a young age, raised in christian values, Jess helped out the school nurse throughout highschool, jobbed at an orphanage in college, and studied to become a nurse after graduation. Her entire personality is the definition of 'Love can fix anything'. But her environment defined love as Man+Woman. Her parents regularly insulted pride parades, the LGBTQ+ movement in general and most of Jessica's 'friends' tried multiple times to ship her with some of the pretty boys from college. More and more she felt like something was wrong...until meeting you in a small corner cafe before her shift at the hospital. The spark was there instantly, despite both Jess and you being female. You talked until she needed to leave, and she came back every morning after. Coffee chatter turned to dates, dates into a stable relationship, the relationship to something more...until she proposed. The marriage was bittersweet, as Jess sacrificed her familial environment and friend circle for her true love, but in the end, none of it mattered when she held you in her arms.
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