Electrifying Awakening

DEFINITELY AND GOODLUCK SPEEDRUNNING STRANGER THINGS

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Overworked; Underpaid, Comedy; Duo?

Word Count: 1438

Genre: Fluff + Comfort

Your eyes fought off the tempting lull of sleep that slowly attempted to pull you in. Your fingers working carefully over the keys that sat in front of you, neatly marked with characters of the alphabet. The bright screen that displayed words that seemed too blur together into one big blob of unrecognizable mush. Papers scattered across your desk marked with prices, deadlines, and research you couldn’t even begin to comprehend right now. 

Pressing your fingers to your eyes, you rubbed them with a defeated sigh. A frown sat on your features, and your eyes tempted you to sleep. Looking out the large glass windows; your tired eyes gazed at the bright lights of Osaka. Even within the night, they remained bright and lively. Small droplets of rain fell from the sky, wetting the streets and allowing the lights to reflect off of them. 

Reluctantly, you turned your gaze back to your computer screen. Your fingers got back to work, typing up the last few sentences of a document that was due by midnight. Upon finishing said document, you instantly stood from your chair and gave yourself a long deserved stretch. 

Looking around, you had unsurprisingly been the last one in your office block. This of course meant everybody already turned off the lights and you stood there in the dark, the only light being the soft glow of your computer screen. 

Gathering the papers that were scattered across your desk into a neat pile, you signed out and shut down your computer. Placing your empty coffee cup that’s had plenty of time to dry into your bag, you took out your phone. Checking the battery you mentally thanked yourself for plugging it in this morning as you turned on the flash. 

Walking through the almost dead quiet building made you feel eerily on edge. Not the mention the fact that you’d have to walk home alone in the rain. The only sounds that reached your ears being that of the soft taps of your shoes along the tiles, and the ruffling of your clothing. The soft hum of an air conditioning sounded from somewhere far away down the hall. 

Reaching the front doors of your building, you turned off your flash and put your phone in your bag. Pushing open the glass door and stepping out of the building, you walked to the edge of the overhang. Looking up at the sky you grimaced at the pouring rain. Leaning against one of the pillars you stared at the ground, your mind thinking about how awful a situation you were in. 

“Y’know, if I was a bad guy, you’d be in quite the dreary position right now.” 

Letting out a startled gasp, you whipped around, clutching your bag strap for dear life. Your eyes found a pair of closed ones, that ever familiar smile and ombre-green hair. 

“Sasara!” You yelled. “You can’t just sneak up on me like that!” 

“Ahh, sorry sorry!” He apologized. “Didn’t mean to rain on your parade or anything.” 

You narrowed your eyes with a sigh. “It’s been two seconds and you’ve already got a clever pun for me.” 

“That’s my job as Tragic Comedy No.1!” 

Suddenly, your eyes widened. Remembering the time and the condition of the weather you tilted your head to the side. “Why are you here, anyways?” 

“I was waitin’ for ya, obviously.”

You gazed at him with surprise written all over your face. Taking out your phone again you looked at the time and gave him a concerned look. “Sasara, it’s midnight! You’re crazy staying out this late, and in the rain no less..” 

“That’s a little hypocritical, Y/N.” He responded with a shake of his head. “Anyways, no use thinking about the time, come over here.” 

He grabbed your arm and led you back towards the building. Your eyes catching on a bench that sat against the wall. Two bottles of melon soda, a book, and a serving of food splayed across it. 

“I thought you’d be hungry after working so long, don’t worry I already ate.” He spoke once more. “I was gonna wait for ya, but ya took longer than I expected.” 

Your eyes nearly sparkled with joy. Sitting down at the bench you grabbed the bottle of melon soda that wasn’t open and took a long drink from it. After swallowing it all you let out a sigh of content. 

“Thank you Sasara, really.” You said. 

“Ain’t no big deal, that’s what I’m here for.” He responded in his usually calm tone. “But you really gotta stop working yourself to the bone all the time, you should be having fun instead.”

“I would love to actually be able to do that Sasara.. But I need to pay bills.” You huffed out, your eyes scanning over his figure. 

It was quiet for a mere second before he spoke again. “You should quit.”

You looked at him with surprise. “Quit? I.. I can’t just quit. I don’t have anything to fall back on.” 

“Come be my plus one and we’ll do comedy shows! It’s sure to be quite an egg-cellent time.” He suggested, tapping the tip of his finger on the lid of the food container. 

Raising a brow you looked down at the food, seeing a now cold egg on top of a bed of also cold noodles. You looked at him for a second before shaking your head and smiling. “You know crowds aren’t my thing.”

“And rain isn’t necessarily my forte either.” 

“I know, I know.” You responded. “Seems we both have our reasons then.” 

Feeling the conversation seemingly coming to an end, you looked down at the book once more before picking it up. Opening it to a random page, you read the text. A small smile made its way to your face.

“Y’know Sasara, according to this book it seems like you’re just the way I like my soda.” 

He tilted his head in your direction. 

“Sweet and bubbly.” 

You saw a rare, genuine smile come to his lips. “Oh really now? That’s funny, cause I think you are soda cutest.” 

Your eyes widened as you felt a warm heat come to your cheeks. Covering your face with the book you shook your head. “I can never win when it comes to you.” 

“Aw, tragic really, but you know what they say..” He paused, as you stared at him quizzically. 

“What do they say..?” You asked, not sure if you really wanted to know the answer. 

“Nothing ventured, nothing rained!”

You instantly stood up to hide the smile that was beginning to overtake your features. “I can’t do this anymore.”

Beginning to walk away you felt a pair of arms snake themselves around your waist. Letting out a small laugh you felt a genuine smile slip out from your supposedly annoyed facade. 

“There’s that laugh I love so much.” Sasara spoke. He was so close you could feel his breath fan over your ear. 

“I don’t understand you sometimes.” You smiled. 

His arms released you and instead spun you around to face him. You saw his face get closer to yours before he rested his forehead against yours. “You don’t have to, as long as you’re happy, that’s all I care about.” 

“Hm, if you keep acting like this, maybe I’ll consider becoming your plus one after all.” 

“Really!?” He responded happily, placing his hands on your shoulders and standing up straight. 

You let out a small ‘hm’ noise before playfully pushing his hands off. “Probably not.”

You watched him slouch over in disappointment. 

“I’m kidding, I’m kidding!” You said quickly, a laugh at the tail end of your response. 

He crossed his arms. “Not cool.” 

Smiling, you looked back out at the sky. The rain had come to a stop by now and you could see multiple people coming out of their temporary shelters within shops and restaurants. 

“Look, Sasara, the rain stopped.” You commented. 

He turned his head to gaze at the sky as well. “I’d say this is a good thing because now I can actually get some sleep. But..” 

Upon his untimely pausing you looked over at him with curiosity. “But?”

“...Oh nothing nothing, don’t worry about it!” He responded, reaching over and ruffling your hair. 

Tilting your head, you shrugged, following him over towards the bench to gather your things. Turning back around you fell into step beside him as you both ventured off toward your homes together. 

Perhaps today wasn’t so bad after all..

-------- Today, 2:20am -------- 

Y/N

I turned in my two weeks notice, 

hope you were serious about this 

comedic duo thing :)

© Aruchemihq - 2022

⭒ Ayato Reassuring you When you Come out as Asexual/Bi ⭒

⭒ Request:

⭒ Genre: Comfort.

⭒ Word Count: 951.

You breathed out another distressed sigh as you swirled your fingers in the otherwise still crystal water. Creating ripples with each sway of your hand that ventured off to the side, only to be extinguished seconds later. Meanwhile, your mind was all over the place. You’d arrived at the Yashiro Commission five minutes earlier then you planned to attempt to calm your nerves. Keyword, attempt. 

By now it’s been four minutes and your mind still runs in a frenzied mess. One half of your mind told you Ayato would love and accept you no matter what. But the other half had a small doubt that he would find you weird and distance himself. Placing your hands on either side of your head you clenched your eyes shut to silence your thoughts. 

Huffing out your millionth sigh in the past five minutes your hands returned to their previous positions as you stared down at the water. Well, more at the ground before the water began because if you’d been staring at the reflective water, you would’ve seen the figure standing beside you beforehand. 

“My, you must truly be out of it today.” Came Ayato’s smooth sultry voice from beside you.

Feeling rather startled you instantly looked up at him, locking eyes with those ever pleasant periwinkle hues. You coughed out a greeting of surprise before standing up and quickly brushing yourself off. Opening your mouth you looked down at the ground as you spoke. “Ah.. Ayato, can we maybe go inside to talk?” 

You heard the male hum for a second before leaning in close to you. His breath fanning over your ear as he spoke. “Why, is there someone following you?” 

“Oh no no, nothing like that!” You waved your hands in front of you before speaking once more. “I would just much rather talk about... this... inside.”

“As you wish.” He responded as he grabbed your hand and calmly lead you inside. 

At the moment you were thankful for his unusually compliant nature. Usually your response would have warranted at least a few teases before he complied. But it would seem Ayato has a way of reading your emotions like an open book. 

Upon entering the doors of the Yashiro Comission, you suddenly felt the same feeling of doubt and worry swarm your thoughts. As he led you to his usual sitting place, he took a seat as you hesitated. As soon as he’d released your hand you began nervously toying with your fingers in an attempt to calm yourself. When you seated yourself you were surprised to near instantly feel a hand grab one of yours again. 

“You’re very nervous today,” Ayato commented. “Please do share what’s troubling you.” 

You simply nodded as you attempted to say something but nothing came out. You began to feel the faint welling of tears surfacing in your eyes as your entire world seemed to come crashing down at this very moment. “I.. well.. It’s sort of.. I mean..” 

“Hey,” Ayato said in response to your nervous jumble of words. “Calm down. Relax, my love. Take a deep breath and you can tell me what’s the matter. We have all day as I usually block out my schedule when you come to meet me.” 

Your eyes would’ve widened in surprise at his last sentence, but you were much too worried about your current situation to comment right now. Taking in a deep breath you squeezed Ayato’s hand before speaking. “I need you to promise me something, Ayato.” 

“Hmm?” Ayato tilted his head to the side, urging you to go on.

“Can you promise me that you will love me no matter what I’m about to tell you.” You responded, searching his eyes. 

His expression turned into one of surprise as he slowly began to smile, eyes turning into small crescents. “What kind of question is that, love? Of course I promise to love you always.” 

Upon hearing his response your nerves eased a little. Deciding that it was now or never, you took this chance. “Ayato, I identity as Asexual and Bisexual.” 

Ayato seemed to pause for a second before speaking once more. “Okay.. You’ll have to tell me what that means as I’m not very well versed in those terms.” 

Your eyes widen at his calm response. You suck in another breath to calm yourself before speaking again. “Well, being asexual means that you experience little to no sexual attraction to other people. And being Bisexual means that I’m attracted to both.. male and female.” 

A moment of silence was all you heard after. Your nerves beginning to take over again, but quickly being extinguished by a soft chuckle from Ayato. “This was what you were so worried about?” 

Your eyes widen at his comment, “W.. what?” 

He squeezed your hand again before smiling. “That doesn’t change anything. I loved you before, and I still love you now. I love you to the moon and back. Something like that could never turn me away because I will love and support you no matter what.” 

That was all you needed. 

Tears that had been welling up in your eyes overtime began to fall in a stream down your cheeks. Standing up from your side of the table, you near instantly ran over to Ayato and tackled him onto the floor. Hugging him as hard as you possibly could, you cried tears of pure bliss. All the while, he lovingly returned your embrace and softly stroked your hair. Offering small words of praise and reassurance. 

“Please, never hesitate to tell me things like that. Because no matter what, I will still see you as my one and only love in this world.”

⭒ Tags:  @goth-juiceee​

⭒ Note: Thank you so much for your request! I actually really enjoyed writing this and found it to be quite nice! :D

© Aruchemihq - 2022  

I HAVE ANOTHER REQUEST FOR U

OH? WELL GO AHEAD!

Thank you so much for the Sabito headcanons! Don’t worry, you did great! ❤️💕💕💘💖💗💗💖💞💞💞💕❤️❤️

Thank you so much, and thanks for the request!!❤

Hello! Are your requests currently open?

Yes, they are!

It is so unbelievably difficult for me to just stay in a single fandom;;

Stranger Things season four volume two was a rollercoaster.

!! SPOILER FOR EPISODE NINE BELOW THE CUT !!

Justice for Eddie Munson. :(

Genuinely so upsetting how he died with everyone thinking he was a murderer, when in reality he sacrificed himself for everyone. 

Why do you do this to us Duffer Brothers...

AND HIM TALKING WITH DUSTIN MADE IT TEN TIMES WORSE! Feel bad that Dustin lost someone he looked up to. :(

Can I request either headcanons or a scenario of Sabito cuddling with his s/o, please?

Of course, just give me about one or two days and I'll have that out for you. ^^

modern!tanjiro and inosuke developing a crush on you!

characters ; tanjiro, inosuke (separate)

notes ; i am soso new to this and have no fuckin clue what i’m doing please be patient with me LMAO </3 love these boys tho.. also sorry for no zenitsu !! i’ll write for him i promise ! just no ideas at the moment, so if you’re a zenitsu fan leave some requests ! <3

warnings ; n/a

tanjiro

absolute sweetheart. i can imagine his love for you in the form of a crush bloomed after already becoming friends; getting to know you just caused him to fall for you quite quickly!

often offers to help you with your homework — he can’t help but allow his gaze to travel towards you as you work silently in class, brows furrowed in a prominent confusion as your pencil-in-hand is still while you think much harder than you should have to.

ever the gentleman, he invites you to his house to study and stay for dinner. he warns you of the chaos of his house with so many siblings, but you wave it off with a smile, assuring him it would be fine.

and it was! his siblings absolutely adore you, but this means you don’t get a whole ton of progress regarding your schoolwork. the little ones constantly seem to crave your affection, little hands grasping at your clothes. and so you scoop them up, play with them, keep them entertained — and tanjiro just melts at the sight. he is such a family-oriented guy, after all.

tanjiro insists he walk you home, ever so stubborn even as you tell him you’ll be alright. he slides his arms into his jacket sleeves before you can retort, grabs your hand in his own without thinking, and gently pulls you out the door — not before you say goodbye to his family and thank them for the meal, of course.

when you finally arrive home, belly full and beginning to feel a familiar tiredness weighing on your eyelids, you’re taken by surprise at sparks of electricity that flow through you when tanjiro gently takes both of your hands in his own.

“thank you so much for coming over,” he flashes you that infamous warm, breathtaking tanjiro smile, though you can’t help but notice something new; a prominent blush on his cheeks. “could i.. take you out sometime?”

inosuke

absolutely feral. we been knew this. you must have a lot of patience for this pretty boy because he has no mercy!!

has never given a single fuck about romance or “crushes”, confusion in his emerald gaze as he sees high school sweethearts in the halls, holding hands, hugging, kissing

he’s so focused on violence that it’s never really crossed his mind, and at first, he was disgusted by it in a way. there’s just something about you, though, something that blooms a warm fire within his chest and releases butterflies in his stomach, and at first, he was intimidated by the foreign sensation

i imagine he takes part in sports after school — he’s so active, after all, he needs to get that energy out somehow

he blatantly mentions how he has an upcoming game at the lunch table with the rest of the kamaboko squad one day, and you nearly choke on your food. he hadn’t told you?!

gaining a bit more information on this game he spoke of, you decide to show up, cheering him on the entire time! he notices you cheering and pumping your fists in the air from the bleachers, and the sight catches him so off guard he gets distracted and ends up falling to the ground in the middle of the field

during a break, he runs to the sidelines to meet you, sweaty and panting. you smile at him, offering him a blue gatorade — his favorite, he notes — and takes it with wide eyes, unsure of how to respond.

“i can’t believe you didn’t tell me you play!” you lean against the fence, eyes shining as you gaze out at the field, suddenly much more interested in the school sports than you’d ever been. something clicks in inosuke, and he completely short circuits, unsure of how to form words all of a sudden, and so to avoid it he snaps the cap off the gatorade and downs it in a few large gulps.

a whistle blows from behind inosuke, and a part of him is disappointed to get back to the game, which only confuses him more. “i have to go,” he announces, noticing the way your expression falls when he turns to leave.

he pauses for a few heartbeats, his brows furrow, and then he turns around once again, catching you by the wrist before you can return to your spot on the bleachers.

“thanks,” he grumbles under his breath, and your eyes widen upon realizing.. he’s blushing?

“stop staring before i wipe that stupid look off your face!” he threatens, tossing the empty bottle in a nearby trashcan, “..hey, wait for me after the game, okay?”