Art Not By Me.

Art not by me.

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Oniwaka in the Mountains - Date scenario / fanfiction - PART 1

A slowly inclining path stretched before, as you slowly but methodically marched up. It was the first morning of your long weekend, free from school, with plans you made awhile ago. All of the guild members had similar ones like you: To relax and heal their mind and bodies. That was a direct order you have given as the Guild Master. After forcibly chasing Kengo and Hanuman away from fights and training rooms, you were able to finish packing yourself last night. Zao was your blessing since you mentioned you wanted some peace, he immediately suggested a mountain trek, not a long one, but enough to keep you active and then to help relax your body. The final destination was a lodge halfway to the peak overlooking a valley. Everything was created by world collision but Zao assured you it was perfectly safe with signs, supports and the lodge was well supplied. “It’s my sanctuary on occasion and I trust it will be yours, my friend.” It was exactly what you needed, especially since the last few weeks had you flustered physically and mentally exhausted.  With the changing seasons, the weather was warmer, thanks to the world collision you could experience spring and autumn at the same time, climbing the stone stairs and passing under bright orange torii’s marking another milestone on the path. Even it being early morning, the sun was already high, with no breeze, the days before you were expected to be warm and pleasant. There was an odd sweet fragrance in the air, something fruity or woody, very familiar yet distanced. You thought it’s probably the mountainous flowers that were plentiful at this time of the year, together with the petrichor from last night’s rain. Soon the stone steps were enveloped by a forest of young, bright green foliage. With the wind gently swaying the tree branches, and birds singing between each other. When you passed the lush greenery it turned slowly into a valley clearing covered by grass and shrubs. The odd perfume kept following you, and then you heard a branch snap ever so quietly. Without stopping you grabbed your sword and turned around skilfully on the heel to face whatever was following you. Or who. “Shhhees calm it down, right?!” Oniwaka waved his hand barely having the time to touch his weapon. Your sword was less than a few inches away from his flustered face. He looked rough like he didn’t sleep well for a few days, with drips of sweat on his forehead and a bad case of being unshaved. He slowly reached out his hand like he was trying to calm an animal. “It’s ok… It’s only me, yeah?” He said but you didn’t lower the sword even an inch. “What are you doing here.” You ask with a mumbling voice, feeling your face getting red. Oniwaka looked at you confused, but his body was tense with the other hand softly touching the polearm artefact. “What do you mean, what am I doing here, have you got your head? I’m here to make sure you are safe. You are climbing a mountain by yourself. You have zero self-preservation! Someone needs to take care of you.” He grumbles looking at the same way he always would, that slightly challenging manner, there is a tease in his eyes, a taunt. “Really?! Now? After three weeks?!” You cry out angry. Oniwaka took a step back shocked. “What the hell are you-!?” “Three weeks! Three long weeks! Messaging you! Calling! Worrying sick something may have happened to you with zero response! ” Oniwaka’s bewildered expression feels like someone is adding olive to fire for you. The last weeks were tormenting for your heart and soul, after spending so much time together with Oniwaka, laughing together and arguing, even finally kissing and seeing his softer side he suddenly decided to disappear. No words of explanation at all. You sent him messages, you tried calling, nothing, even Lil’ Salomon wasn’t able to help you. You couldn’t go to his place because you didn’t know where he lived. There were evenings and nights you felt extremely bad, Zao was one of the people who noticed and suggested this excursion. Of course in a vain pathetic attempt, you sent one last message to Oniwaka asking if he is ok and if he wants to join you. But the App showed none of them were read. “Have I said or done something wrong?! I know… I know I can be an annoying, overbearing brat sometimes but I need to know. ” You finally drop your sword exhausted from the whole situation, trying not to show any other signs of frustration and emotions than a flaming red face. “What… What are you… -!” Oniwaka started mumbling, only to stop and with a weird nervousness reach to his phone. “There was nothing… Nothing?!” He kept mumbling to himself. His huge hands gently trying to operate the battered device with visible scratches. His fingers in panic opening the app. “There is nothing here…” You hear his voice again. Then it stops suddenly. “What do you mean error?! Refreshing?!” But you are already angry and sad and tired and turn around and trying to calm down your breath walking. “Just walk you, idiot.” Keeps pounding in your head. Oniwaka looked at you walking away in panic and then back at his phone that just finished refreshing after the error in the app. His heart sunk as deep as it could when the screen showed multiple missed phone calls through the app and even more unread messages. First, they were simply sweet nothings like I miss you, How are you handsome, then to change into Are you ok? I’m worried. Please call me. I’m really worried I can’t sleep. Until the last message being an invitation to the mountains. But the words seemed almost lifeless. Immediate Oniwaka remembered because he would sneak to the school to check up on you, seeing you cry and getting angry on whoever has done that. He thought the silence was because something was wrong and you needed time. Only now to realize nothing was wrong, that every time he saw you upset, angry or crying it was his fault. The one person who he promised to protect and wouldn’t make him cry. And he has, within the first week after his promise because of his own stupid, stupid thick Oni jarhead. Thinking everything is going to be well by itself somehow. Oniwaka in an angry determined panic slipt the phone back in his pocket and run to you, jumping straight in front of your body. His hand immediately reaching for your shoulder to stop you. But you didn’t want to look at him because there was something in your eye and… “I am… I am sorry!” He cried out with a cracking voice. Only to immediately drop down to his knees with a sigh and envelop your waist with his huge arms. This huge Oni was so tall that his head was burrowed in your chest. “I’m sorry! Please forgive me! I’m an idiot! Worthless, stupid, arrogant idiot! My lord! My… My… My beloved.” You can hear Oniwaka mumble the same words, the same plea over and over. Because of his tight grip, you can’t move even if you wanted, and the material of your t-shirt stared getting wet as the Oni started crying. It took you more than a few minutes of mixed emotions and shock to move your hands, slowly inch by inch unsure what to do. It was such a shock to see this always angry and arrogant villain Oni attempting to be good, in tears and on his knees. Not spouting something with a double meaning for you to guess. You gently placed your hands on his shoulders feeling Oniwaka twitch under your touch, his muscles getting tense. Taking his hood off, gently playing with his hair and then slowly leaning towards his head and kissing it. Your heart was beating like mad all this time and you felt short of breath. But you suddenly the mountain in front of you got up from his knees and immediately reached to your lips. Oniwaka’s hands enveloped your back and held your head. His lips felt dry and rough mixed with the saltiness of his tears, but there were so much heat and passion coming from him you suddenly felt dizzy. He pulls away only for a moment looking at you. “Please forgive me, my beloved lord. I…am so stupid. I… I will do anything.” Only to reach back for your lips. You can feel your own eyes burning when that horrible itch you had finally came out. “You… You idiot…you need to stop crying!” He said under his breath not sure if he was talking about you or himself… When you two finally pull away from each other many minutes later his hands are still holding you as if he were afraid you would disappear once he does. You can see he didn’t shave at all today and yesterday and slowly touch his rough jaw. Oniwaka leans his face into your hand for a moment only to be interrupted by a loud hungry grumble. “I… Am sorry… I didn’t eat anything today. I got up early to catch you in time. You still managed to leave way ahead of your schedule.” Oniwaka drops down his head ashamed. “You were trying to catch me in time?” You rephrase his words into a question surprised. He immediately flashes you a cocky grin. “Yes, I meet your friend, the weird one who climbs mountains.” “Zao.” “Yea, him. He told me everything about your mountain trip.” “Why would he-?” You start confused. “Listen… Please, let me spend this time with you… I know I’m an idiot and you probably hate me… I’m worthless even being a bodyguard or anything else.. ” “Oniwaka Houzouin, please shut up!” You burst suddenly. “But!” You aren’t having any of his protests and before he even manages to slip a word. “I asked you in the first place to join me. Remember?” Oniwaka shifts his weight moving from one leg to another making his typical unsure face, squinting both eyes. He saw it but was unsure how to even start the conversation, how to admit to just being afraid and hoping things will just happen by themselves. “But since you caused me headache… I’m ordering you. Not asking, ordering.” You finally say. Oniwaka laughed nervously moving away from you, releasing his hands. “You are ordering me to come to the mountains with you?” “No, I’m ordering you to spend the next few days with me alone and try to make amends.” Oniwaka tried to put on his angry and challenging face only to be interrupted by the grumbling of his stomach which made you laugh. “Sorry… I need to grab something to eat. Somewhere.” He sighed in a deep voice thinking out loud. To his surprise, you grabbed his hand and said. “Come, let’s discuss the terms of your defeat over a breakfast. I made food before I left this morning.” Oniwaka squeezed your hand pulling you off the path to a set of large stones. “You made food for me?” “Zao told me he saw you… I was hoping you will come…” You sit down on a larger stone and placing your backpack between your legs, you look within. Oniwaka sits down too, piercing you with a curious gaze, setting his polearm aside. “What? Zao is very curious and cautious. If something doesn’t sit right with him he will tell me straight away.” After a few long seconds, you present to him in your hands a bento box with his name written on the cover. The Oni smiles slightly trying to hide it by clenching his jaws and opens the box. Inside there is a various mix of foods with rice balls shaped into fluffy animals resembling those that Oniwaka collects as keychains. You are pretty sure you heard him grumble something that sounded like “I’m not a child” followed by “This is too cute to eat”. But all of that was silenced by the sounds of happy scoffing coming from the Oni. Seeing how fast he ate the contents of his box he must have been starving. “This was… good! Thank you!” He gave you back the empty box, stretching his body after eating. He smiled for a moment only to look directly into your eyes after a second. “You don’t need to make a special effort for me, you know that. I’m enough trouble as it is. I am the one who needs to look after you.” You consider his words for a second and clean a bit of rice from his chin with your hand, replying. “Yes, but you are my trouble.” Oniwaka immediately blushes and averts your gaze. With so many battles and things happening you learned forgiveness was always one of your most important strengths, but not stupid blind forgiveness, no. You would learn from your mistakes, thinking about what you could do better. Every time, therefore right now you didn’t trouble your head with how and why, no you wanted to make the best of the time both of you would spend together. “Ugh… You are so stubborn…” You then took out a jar of something dark brown from your backpack. “Do you want to try something that I and Choji made in the kitchen? I’m particularly proud of this one.” Oniwaka lifts his brow studying you for a second and nods without a word. The Oni takes a spoon from you and scoops a bit of the dark buttery muss. As he does it you keep talking. “I saw this show on an old foreign channel and they made fruit butter. So we did plum, apple and pear with some winter spices and i…” You stop seeing Oniwaka throw away the spoon and stick his two fingers into the jar greedily. By the time you managed to get the jar back of him more than half of the fruit butter was gone. “You need to keep stuff like that away from me. It’s deadly” You laughed at him while he continues to lick his fingers with a pleased grin. Half of his face was now covered by sticky fruit residue. Handing him a damp tissue you said. “As your punishment, I would like you to spend the next few days with me. Probably alone. Not using any forms of violence.” You add casualty while packing the dishes into your bag, then handing Oniwaka a small bottle of water. There was a strange expression on his face, one you saw only a few times - a mix of determination and embarrassment. He reached out for the bottle touching your hand. “I made my promise to protect you and be your shield, and I’ve messed up. I need to man up and take responsibility. I will be there for every minute. Also, you have no self-preservation instinct, and who knows what evil could carry you away into the forest. There is so many wild Oni running around with bad intentions. Those monsters can mess you up pretty bad if you aren’t careful. ” Oniwaka gets up and extends his arm. “Take my hand and don’t let go until we get there.” Your cheeks turn slightly pink. It’s a long 5-mile walk, that’s a lot of hand-holding especially for this stubborn Oni who is always shy of public displays of anything but aggression. “It’s only to keep you safe and protected.” He grins slightly turning his head away as you two cut through the grass back to the path.

Protagonist 5: Isn't supposed to be that I saved your life, you just owe me a favor now? Oniwaka: Nuh uh, other way around. You saved my life, I'm your problem now. And I love you so you're never ever gonna get rid of me!

Ok since you also? Said we can send in HC'S:how do you think things would be like if the MC was summoned earlier? Like kengo, ryota,shiro, and oniwaka (and some of the other guilds if you want) react/be like if the MC was summoned when they were in middle School or when they were kids?( Mostly asking cause housamo says/talks about how everyone was different than they are now and I keep thinking what if the mc was there sooner for some of the people) if that is ok, please

In middle school or kids huh? Alright here we go!

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Sweaty Crafters

CW: Musk, Sweat, and sniffing

So before we get into this I do want to say that if this is not your cup of tea I have a Kurogane Valentine’s day post following this one that’s much more wholesome. If you don’t feel comfortable reading this one don’t worry there is another post on the way.

I wrote this out for a few reasons- as a thank you gift for a friend mainly for a post that should be happening within the next couple of days that I’m sure a lot of you will enjoy. I wanted to take on something outside of my comfort zone and see if I can write it well. Furthermore LifeWonders has been pushing a Crafter agenda and I just came to the conclusion that the Crafters’ would fit into this sort of scenario given their main hobbies.

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