Leia (Wife! Akane X Painter! Kokonoi X Painting! Inui)

Leia (Wife! Akane x Painter! Kokonoi x Painting! Inui)

Angst

Word count: 1.37k

(Inspired by Luka Megurine-Leia)

His wife died. Her body was reduced to nothing but ash the unfortunate incident that nobody had predicted. He never hated flames more in his life. He despised them. More than that, he despised himself for being powerless. He tried to save her. Like a hero on the battlefield, he ran to her, not caring if his skin burned, not caring if his property is destroyed, not caring about anything. He just wanted his wife to be safe and sound.

The Gods surely hated the man. Somebody had cursed him. If they wanted they could've taken him away but they chose to make him suffer. Maybe he didn't deserve happiness. Maybe he was the worst kind of scum. He was there sitting outside the ICU, hoping that everything will go back to the way it was.

"I'm sorry, She is dead," One of the doctors had informed him. He stood there looking at the white walls with a blank face. He did not believe that she died. The doctor was lying to him. He was jealous of him. How can Akane die when he could still see her right next to him?

Kokonoi came back to his cabin. It was a place where he would paint his pieces. He was known for his talent, he was young and had a vision that artists hold to make themselves known to the world. He could feel it, his Akane was right here. She just needed a physical form. How can he give her that?

After a lot of thinking, he came to the conclusion that he would make a painting of his wife. That way, he could look at his wife, talk to her, and stay with her. Kokonoi took this sketchbook and started jotting down ideas.

"No! No! No! this is not right!" He yelled in annoyance as he ripped the painting rigorously. The painting didn't look right, it didn't feel right. It was the imposter of Akane. His Akane was as pretty as a lily, as enchanting as the stars, as captivating as the snow, and as heartwarming as the new year's dawn.

After a painful year and a half. Finally, He drew a painting. He stood there in awe. What was this feeling? This nostalgia?

It feels like love. He fell in love. The painting was ideal, the best version of his love. The burn on the side of her head was an interpretation of the fact that his love was the prettiest even with imperfections. Her hair was slightly chopped, to show her delicate neck. Her transparent skin was as white as snow.

"This is it, Here you are with me, My love," Kokonoi said as he caressed the face of the painting. He ran his nails on the neck of his love as he was reminded of the first night of their wedding. Anyone would look at him and say he was indeed too deep in love. Almost unhealthy.

Let me feel you one more time.

Kokonoi had been telling a story about an annoying customer he had come across at work. He had been seated at the dining table with his meal in front of him. This painting was placed with the utmost care on the chair that was right in front of him. An exact plate of food in front of it.

Kokonoi felt as if it was the first time they met, in the library, where he felt tingly like there were butterflies flapping their wings in his stomach. This feeling is real. He was happy, he could feel his love's presence. He smiled brightly as he continued to talk to the painting about his days at work.

The painting wasn't living. He was a fool.

Let me touch you one more time.

"Where are you, my love?" He called out as he came back home from work. He embraced the painting at the sight of it.  He knew that his love embraced him. He could feel his love's warm embrace, it had always been like that. He used to cuddle with her under the sheets vulnerable as he showered her with his love.

Surely, if he can touch and feel the things he knew before, the painting was indeed living. His lover was right next to him, right?

Let me see you one more time.

"Mr. Kokonoi has lost his mind. He tells us that his wife is alive and they are the happiest. I went to the funeral and also visited her grave. She is no more." One of his friends at work said. He didn't mean to eavesdrop but when he did he was furious.

First the doctor and now his friends. What is going on? He saw his love right this morning. There is no way she is dead. Who do those people think they are?

He lost himself too deep. No one can bring him back to the shore.

"My love, Open your eyes", He asked as he looked at the painting. The painting barely did anything. Kokonoi had tears in his eyes. No! he refuses to believe that his colleagues were telling the truth. His love is right in front of him. He wasn't crazy, he wasn't mad. He was just a lovesick fool who is sinking deep in love, that's not abnormal.

"Look at me, I beg of you, "He said as he cried loudly at the painting. Why wasn't it responding to him? He looked at it closely, the cardboard canvas felt nothing like skin, no butterflies, no flowers blooming in his chest. He can't feel any more but at least he can hear his love's voice, he can see her, smell her fragrance.

"If you can't look at me, I'll give you my eyes," He said. He took his favorite palette knife that his wife had once gifted him and gouged his eyes and offered it to his love. He will do anything for his love. He knows no bounds.

Let me hear you one more time.

"What have I done?" He asked himself in despair. He can't look at her beauty. The face that he sees every morning, every night, every time.

'Koko, it's alright,' He heard the sweet voice of his wife. Yes! everything is alright. You are here with me, I am here with you. Nobody will come between us. He can listen. He can talk to her. That's all he needs to survive. A sign, it doesn't matter if he can't feel her, touch her, or see her. As long as he had a sign, that his love is here. That's all he needs.

Let me smell you one more time.

"What's wrong? My love," He spoke once again. This time couldn't hear anything. Why? everything was fine before. Why was this happening to him?

"You gave me a sign last time, where are you now?" He called again. He smelled gasoline. It was the same smell like the last time he saw her.  She was calling for him. He poured gasoline on the painting and himself before lighting a match.

He reminisces the flames, those darned flames that took the life of his love, and the smell of burning wood surrounding him. He couldn't see anything. He wasn't sorrowful, he was going back to his wife. He was happy, almost beaming in joy.

'I'm coming back to you, My love," He said his last words. A perfect ending where he dies along with his love. Sadly, when he went to the afterworld he didn't meet his love because his love was a mere painting.

People do outrageous things in the name of love. Even the smartest of folks fall prey to this damaging feeling. To him, he never once regretted falling in love with Akane. At the end of his story, he had been unfaithful to Akane. He failed to realize that 'His Love' and 'Akane' were two different beings. His painting was who he wanted Akane to be; not who Akane actually was.

Luka 19

Luka 19

Inui Seishu Read by recent one shot Leia for the meaning of the picture.

Drawing of Koko's love.

My Soul Haruchiyo Sanzu X reader (Angst)

Words: 1.1k

The concept of death never really mattered to Sanzu Haruchiyo. For the mad dog of Bonten, killing was the same as breathing. Yet, why? why was he shivering? In his line of work, weaknesses are to be discarded. But why did he feel like the world has come to a stop when Mikey ordered him to get rid of you. The love of his life who he knew he never truly deserved. 

Memories of innocence invaded his mind. Every chapter of his life she was there, as his savior, his lover, his queen. Times where she cupped his face in her palms and told him how deep her love flows for him. How he deserved love. She accepted the broken him with no qualms. Always giving him the world. 

Never in a million years had he thought he had to choose between his King or his Muse. Mikey never had a problem with her before but why now? Did Sanzu show vulnerability? Did he portray weakness? Was he not ruthless enough in the eyes of his subordinates? Why did Mikey come to the conclusion that the death of his love will be the answer?

He had to choose. Bonten was his kingdom and his king's word is the law. 

His way back to his safe space didn't feel safe anymore. He felt cold after a long time. He told himself, that it was simply his intoxication or the weather. His hands made their way to the doorknob, wondering how he can make this easy for the both of them. He bit his bottom lip hard hoping that this was just a bad dream. 

She stood there her back facing Sanzu as she was cooking. With the smell of it, it was his favorite. She heard footsteps get closer to her, she smiled softly inside knowing that her lover is right behind her and in a few seconds will wrap his hands around her waist and bury his face in her neck grinning like the lovesick fool he is. 

 "Haru," She called as she turned her head only to meet with her lover with his sadistic smile and a gun pointing straight at her. 

Sanzu watched her eyes widen for a brief second before they went back to their original position. With no fear in her eyes. She softly smiled as she looked at him as if he was the most precious thing in the world. She knew him like the back of her hand. That sadistic smile he wore was nothing but a facade. Sanzu could feel his resolve crumbling. He had to do something quickly before the ache in his heart turns unbearable. 

"Let's go to the roof," She said as she made her way toward the stairs and Sanzu followed right behind her. Sanzu felt his legs go heavy, every step he took felt painful. No amount of drugs will help numb his pain. The devil lurking on his shoulder telling him to get rid of her right this moment. A mere minute felt like a century when they met with the stars. She twirled around gently to meet with his eyes, still smiling.

"Hold me Haru," She said as she made her way right in front of him. Sanzu didn't even waste a breath as he wrapped his hands around her, his gun long discarded and laying on the ground. He never held her this tight almost suffocating but she didn't mind. Tears threatened to fall from his lash line as she caress his hair and held him as if he was made of glass. She gently pulled away from him and placed a hand on his cheek. 

"Don't look at me like that!" He yelled painfully, gripping her blouse tight. She moved her lips towards his scar and placed a small kiss on it. Sanzu felt his knees go weak as he unintentionally let go of her. 

 "Let's run away," He ought to say. He wanted to say but... 'Do you really think Mikey will let you get away with it?' The voice in him said. He feared Mikey more than anything in the world. He knew what he was capable of. He was Mikey's slave and Mikey was his king. Betrayal was a lost concept for someone who only knew loyalty.

Why couldn't he choose you?

"Haruchiyo, "She called as he broke free from his thoughts. He found her in a circumstance he knew he never wanted. She stood there on the railing of the roof just a light push will end in death. His eyes were going blurry with the number of tears clouding his vision, yet he never blinked his eyes. 

 "Haruchiyo, I told you whatever your decision is I'll stand by you. Please don't blame yourself, this is something I decided on my own" She said as he paused hoping that he would meet her eyes. She wanted to burn his face in her memory so she can take it to the other world. 

"Compared to your pain mine will be over in an instant." She said as she looked him in the eye internally cursing Mikey for giving her love so much pain.

"Please remember, I love you. In this life in our next life, I will find you. I forever belong to you," She said. her soothing words always gave him courage. His breath hitched as he hoped that he could run to her and simply hope that this was just a nightmare. 

"Don't cry. I'm not going to die. As long as you think of me I'll always be alive inside of you. My soul is always watching over you." She said. She had always been the one to hold both of them, she was the stronger one of the both of them. Even her parting words gave him the strength to move on. 

"Smile Haruchiyo," She said as he did so. That was the least he could do for her. As much as it hurt, she knew this was the end as she leaned back losing her footing and as the wind swayed her hair she looked at the stars silently praying for him to be safe as she met with her end, Haruchiyo yelled. 

He knew that he would never be the same at least not without her.

Inspired by the current obey me event!

Tokyo revengers spoilers 255.

Lol sanzu removing the katana like raiden shogun.

My Lovely Belphegor (Belphegor x Reader)

Obey me OG Story: Spoilers: Lesson 15-18

Sinners are sent to prison, locked up so they could redeem their mistakes and learn from them. I always wondered why I was locked up in the attic by my own brother, whom I had nothing but love for. Now, there is only hatred, the same I have for them..

Those wretched humans...

The one who destroyed my family, my home, my sanity and...My lovely sister..Lilith.  

I hate Lucifer!!

I hate those humans!!

All of the ones who hurt me should just disappear!!!

"Lord Diavolo, an exchange program? what is this now? have you hit your head or something?" I remember clearly that I had said that. 

But all my feelings were brushed aside with one glare from my prideful brother. 

“Lucifer! You have to talk to lord Diavolo, tell him to kill this exchange program,” I fought back for what I thought was right. For myself..

“It’s time you forget about Lilith” Brother coldly replied..

HOW DARE YOU!! 

 Big Brother?Why?Why did you forget about Lilith?

I won’t allow it, I will never allow it!

I won’t forgive you! I won’t forgive you!

“All the fighting and now it seems like I am stuck in this attic. Am I wrong somehow? Someone help me?” I continued to bury all those feelings, I swear I will destroy all humans and I will start with..Diavolo’s precious human exchange student. 

(Y/n) (L/n).. I’ve come to learn that name when Mammon yelled it when he was trying to make a run from Levi who was chasing him for money. At that time I was annoyed, their hollering woke me from my slumber. 

“Come here human, only you can save me,” I remember calling you, to me, the one that shall be your grim reaper. 

“Hello, who are you?” You softly questioned. 

Cute, you were cute for a human but that will not save you from my millennia of accumulated hatred. 

“I am a human..just like you," I lied, you smiled. 

Did you feel at ease? To be in the presence of a human? Surely Solomon was far from human. This is going smoothly, too easy.

Come little lamb, I’ll kill you softly. 

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“(Y/n)!! (Y/n)!! This is not funny at all? Get a hold of yourself,” My stupid scumbag of a brother, foolishly cried over an irrelevant human. 

I let out a chuckle, it was hilarious. 

“I'm feeling the happiest I felt in a long time,” I internally smiled, externally laughed. Lucifer looked panicked, it must be because his reputation along with Diavolo is now in the gutter. 

This is what happens if you test my patience. 

But…

Beel..? 

Why are you looking at me as if I hurt you?

It was just some irrelevant human. 

“(Y/n)!! Asmo yelled in surprise, I thought it was foolish, I killed you, but you were standing right there. 

“How are you still alive? It doesn’t matter, I’ll just kill you,” I came to that conclusion. 

“Wait!! Lilith lived, she lived as a human,” you said. 

What..

Lucifer pledges loyalty to Diavolo in exchange for Lilith to be reborn as human?

That she lived happily?

And that THIS human is actually a distant descendant of human Lilith?

LIES!! LIES!!  LIES

“I refuse to believe all this nonsense” I said in annoyance. All this is just a plot to manipulate me. It can’t be!

“It’s true..”Lucifer admitted. If it is coming from his mouth then it must be true. If it is true, then what does it do for me now but I know that a heavy weight has been lifted off my shoulders. 

“(Y/n) is Lilith’s descendant,” I internally thought as I ran to embrace you in tears and that time you froze up, I didn’t care. 

The whole time I was sitting next to you clinging to your arm, drinking tea, and bickering with my brothers, I only valued my feelings, not your trembles. 

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When I wonder? I fell for you. 

I did notice that you were very distant in the beginning but after a few moments you started to smile at me. You successfully repaired my awkward relationship with my brothers. I am grateful to you, your kindness, your strength to move on, and your sweet smile.

 The first Mammon:

“Belphi, that order is table 6,”

“Heheh, Mammon there is sauce on your nose,”

“Belphi, come’on don’t fall asleep here,”

“Thanks for tagging along for helping me buy a gift for Diavolo, I appreciate it, really!!”

The second Leviathan

“Belphi.. Um.. Levi had to receive a package.. What do you say, wanna play with me?”

“ Bephi, left.. Go left, we are going to lose!!”

“Want me to caress your hair till you fall asleep? Sure!!”

“Hmm, hmmmm, sleep well”

The third Satan

“Anti-Lucifer league?! Me!?” 

“Haha Diavolo’s babygirl must be a password to the study!”

“The lecture is tiring,”

“Wanna study with Satan and me?”

The fourth Asmo

“Belphi! Your fashion sense is amazing!”

“Your taste matches my style.”

“Thank you for choosing this for me!!”

“I’ll make sure to wear this to Diavolo’s birthday party.”

The fifth Beel 

“Beel! I think you should forgive yourself,”

“The love between twins is the most beautiful one.”

“I’m sure, it will all be alright,”

“I’m always here. Do your best!!”

“Beel, you are the protector of the family and everyone is counting on you!!”

The last Lucifer

“That’s brave of you!! I’ll always be by your side.”

“Thank you for protecting me!”

“I’m sure Lilith lived in a way she deserved.”

“You brothers make me so happy!”

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I remember clearly, that day..when I asked you to make me yours. When you said yes, I was happy. Very. When my mark came onto your body that was the time I must’ve fallen in love with you.

(Y/n), you embrace me when I’m sad. 

You cuddle with me when I want to sleep.

You are not afraid of my presence anymore. You forgive me right? 

You let me lay on your shoulders or lap and play with my hair.

You helped me bond with my brothers.

You talk to me about the stars. 

If you are doing all this for me that means that you love me…?

That would be the conclusion right?

Me and you and Beel in my sweet dreams. I will make that happen, starting now. 

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“(Y/n), I love you and I know that you love me too, right?” Belpheghor confessed to me, with a small blush on his face. He looked adorable. 

“Ha..hhee..” I softly chuckled at the confusion. This was really hilarious. 

“HAHAHA, HAHAH,” He laughed at me when I was struggling for air. 

“What is it Belphi? Did you think I was in love with you?” I questioned him with a smile on my face. 

“I thought..” He couldn't answer, Just like when I couldn’t ask for help. 

“Demons are such idiots or it is only you?’ I asked, mocking him.

“Humans are such foolish, idiotic, weak creatures,”He mocked when I felt betrayed. 

“You tricked me..?” He questioned softly in both parts of shock and despair. 

“Tricked..? I didn't even try,” I laughed at the pathetic demon. 

“You are so stupid, I can’t help but laugh, don’t blame me for TRICKING YOU, “He laughed ,at me, I felt insulted. 

“Thank you for killing me Belphi~, I’ll admit you are a little awkward but have a pure heart, but I don’t like you one bit, I don’t hate you either,” I said as I twirled in amusement, his eyes widened in hope. 

“You are irrelevant to me, lovely belphegor,”I coldly said and he broke. 

A merciful person would kill you for what you have done to me. But I? I’ll mentally ruin you and when you had enough, you will kill yourself

“I’m not your sister, I’m (Y/n), the merciless,  who will ruin your life,”