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THE CHAIN
Obanai hates people. Full stop. Women just happen to fall under the umbrella of "go fuck yourself" because, honestly, why not? But then some rookie shows up. Female. Wide-eyed. Insistent. Asking to be his Tsuguko. His Tsuguko. Daily. Like clockwork. Like some kind of adorable little cancer. And the truth? That is NEVER happening. Every time she opened her mouth, he wanted to look at her dead in her eyes and say: "Listen, I'm not your emotional support Hashira. This isn't some epic adventure in self-discovery, where I teach you sword stuff and you teach me how to feel things again." But then-of course-she opened her goddamn mouth. Something about the way she articulated things, struck a nerve. Or possibly several. Her fucking sword? Black and white. Just like his. She had to have those eyes - ravaged, hollow, like they'd seen the same horrors he had. She didn't shudder. Not when he scrutinized her. Not when demon gore rained from the sky. Not even when screaming demon heads zipped past her face like hell's skee-ball. And she looked at him. Really looked. Not like he was a legend, not like he was some kind of bad motherfucker. Just him. Obanai Iguro. And for the first time in forever, that fact - that boring, disgusting, pathetic fact - it stung. Rude. Utterly rude. She had the same vibe. Dead-inside eyes. That "fuck around and find out" shit. The kind of energy that strips you bare and leaves you questioning your own goddamn worth. And now he's supposed to say yes? Let her in? Train her? Let her see him crack on a bad day or - Christ - smile? Hell no. Not happening. He is under zero circumstances - absolute zero - going to be anyone's sensei. Especially not a woman. ...Right?
" i never thought I'd be in this situation."-Obi --- obi x reader~
not sure what I'm doing but I feel like there aren't enough obi x readers and obi x Shirayukis so here is FINALLY the fanfic I have been wanting to make about my favorite character from my favorite--and first ever watched--anime. Obi. EEEEEEEEEHH!! XD enjoy I guess, I'm not viewer involved so don't expect Q&A's or anything but I am pretty good at writing. Anyways, I hope this isn't too cringey like my other story. :DTerminé
{COMPLETED} Memories and Reasons (Obi x Reader)
"I'm different from any other princesses. I'm different from any other people. Am I even a human?" People have their own reason to live. What if a person only remember her name and doesn't remember anything about her? You are the only princess from (your kingdom's name). You aren't just an ordinary princess. You aren't a princessy girl. You have a very good reflexes and very good on combat. To be exact, abnormal physical power. (y/k/n) has a close relationship with Clarines. One day, Zen asked you to come to Clarines to help him on things. You met many people, including Obi. That's when it all started. Will you found your purpose to live? And will you remember the memories of the past? And will you affect Obi's feelings to Shirayuki? And it seems that you have a secret that you don't even know yourself. Plus, your past with Obi and your real identity?! (This fanfic consists of short chapters, maximum words: 1464) WARNING! This is my first fanfic, so the quality may be horrible (｡ŏ﹏ŏ) {ＣＯＭＰＬＥＴＥＤ}Terminé
Keeping secrets
Where in a soulless orb ventures upon Clarines after a conflict with the 1st prince of Tonberun with her red head friend. She meets new friends that opens her heart to new feelings and experiences. and maybe find out the dark past she's been forced to hide. Tears flood down my cheeks as memories of the past came flooding. I gripped my fan, biting my lip trying hard not to cry loudly. It hurts. I thought just as I uttered the words with much pain and sadness. "You promised" His eyes widened from my words as if he just remembers everything that's happened. Blue eyes averting to the side unable to look me straight in the eyes he lowly muttered "I'm sorry"Terminé
Threads of Fate (Izana x Reader)
Based on the anime Snow White with the Red Hair. Asuka and her younger sister Shirayuki left Tanbarun to lead a new life, and they find themselves in the beautiful Kingdom of Clarines. There she meets a certain man and discovers secrets about her past.
Falling For A Guard || Obi
[Book 1/2] A story about a beautiful red haired girl befriending the princess of the Wistaria family, Misaki Wistaria. =============== ⚠ WARNING ⚠ Please watch Akagami no Shirayukihime (Snow White With The Red Hair) before reading. This story contains spoilers. Please do not steal this book, obviously. You may use my plot as you like, but never steal the whole words. Please don't ask permission to translate this book, or publish it on another application or website. This book is born in Wattpad and will stay in Wattpad only. =============== Started : 30/6/2020 (Tuesday) Ended : 11/3/2025 (Tuesday) Edit : Ongoing Ranks :- #1 in obixoc (27/08/2021) #1 in zen (14/10/2021) #1 in snowwhitewiththeredhair (14/02/2022) #1 in shirayuki (20/06/2022) #1 in mitsuhide (18/07/2022) #1 in obi (04/09/2022) #1 in akagaminoshirayukihime (19/02/2024)Terminé
Obanai hates people. Full stop. Women just happen to fall under the umbrella of "go fuck yourself" because, honestly, why not? But then some rookie shows up. Female. Wide-eyed. Insistent. Asking to be his Tsuguko. His Tsuguko. Daily. Like clockwork. Like some kind of adorable little cancer. And the truth? That is NEVER happening. Every time she opened her mouth, he wanted to look at her dead in her eyes and say: "Listen, I'm not your emotional support Hashira. This isn't some epic adventure in self-discovery, where I teach you sword stuff and you teach me how to feel things again." But then-of course-she opened her goddamn mouth. Something about the way she articulated things, struck a nerve. Or possibly several. Her fucking sword? Black and white. Just like his. She had to have those eyes - ravaged, hollow, like they'd seen the same horrors he had. She didn't shudder. Not when he scrutinized her. Not when demon gore rained from the sky. Not even when screaming demon heads zipped past her face like hell's skee-ball. And she looked at him. Really looked. Not like he was a legend, not like he was some kind of bad motherfucker. Just him. Obanai Iguro. And for the first time in forever, that fact - that boring, disgusting, pathetic fact - it stung. Rude. Utterly rude. She had the same vibe. Dead-inside eyes. That "fuck around and find out" shit. The kind of energy that strips you bare and leaves you questioning your own goddamn worth. And now he's supposed to say yes? Let her in? Train her? Let her see him crack on a bad day or - Christ - smile? Hell no. Not happening. He is under zero circumstances - absolute zero - going to be anyone's sensei. Especially not a woman. ...Right?
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