Rules and Guidelines for Requests
1. You can request a ship, or a ship and a scenario to go with it. Just know that if you only request a ship, you are giving me permission to do anything I want with it.
2. No x Readers or OCs.
3. No OOC. AUs and tropes (or whatever you call the ! things) are fine.
4. No bestiality, necrophilia, incest, etc (someone being in love with somebody after they die is alright, but no engaging in sexual acts with the corpse).
5. No furries. Stuff such as shape-shifting and having animal ears and a tail is fine.
6. No weird fetishes. Things such as having a preference for a certain hair color or liking something in bed is fine, but nothing like having a foot fetish.
7. Kinky stuff is fine.
8. Lemons are fine.
9. Threesomes, foursomes, etc. are fine.
10. No sexual acts with anyone under the age of fourteen.
11. Genderbents are fine.
Bottom Line: As long as your request doesn't involve any weird or gross shit and adheres to the guidelines above, you should be fine.
LET THE CRAZINESS BEGIN!
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Thoughts - Ayano Aishi X Taro Yamada
Ayano Aishi.
The name would frequently enter his mind before exiting minutes after, only to repeat the process a few days later. Taro didn't consider this odd; things would often briefly cross his mind prior to him focusing on something more important—in this case, his book.
But as the weeks wore on, he'd find himself thinking about the girl more thoroughly. He thought about when they first met; his initial worry when he'd bumped into her, to his enchantment once he'd seen her face. She's cute, he remembered passing through his mind. He thought about her hair; black and messy, a few especially rebellious strands escaping their already poorly-constructed cage. Those strands would hang by her face, framing it, giving it a mysterious edge, further enhanced by her eyes.
Her eyes.
He thought about them the most.
They were large, dark, and empty. Unnaturally empty. Her eyes would penetrate your soul and leave it like that, tearing it apart until you were at her mercy. Her eyes would bore themselves into yours, staring you down until you were forced to confess all of your deepest, darkest secrets. Her eyes would put you in a trance, sucking you deeper and deeper like a whirlpool, until you drowned in their vast, never-ending sea.
God, he loved her eyes.
Just then, he noticed something out of the corner of his eye: Black hair, black eyes. She was looking right at him. Once she realized he'd caught her staring, she quickly ran off, the sound of her footsteps slowly fading away. He smiled to himself. It wasn't the first time he'd seen her behave like this, and he found it amusing to see her run off.
"Big brother? What are you smiling at?" Hanako asked, interrupting his thoughts.
Looking at the place where Ayano had once stood, Taro simply shook his head. "Oh, nothing." He said, going back to reading his book.
Sorry this is so short: I really didn't have much to go off of, and it's been a long time since I've written anything. Go ahead and get those requests in; I don't have a preference for how.
~MastaGamerita