Hiii Do You Have Any Hc For Levis Rosequartz? Please And Thank You :3-MFK

WIP(I promise I’ll get back to work…soon)

finally writing this stupid magical girl x levis fanfic that I’ve been needing to write for a minute.

Warning: heavy spoilers of Madoka Magica since this fanfic takes heavy inspiration from the series and parallels a lot of the scenes that happen in the anime

Bg info: so just a quick explanation on how magical girls work. In this AU you become magical girl by making a deal with kyubey the cat, looking thing. The deal is simple, kyubey will grant you any wish you desire, but in return you have to become a magical girl and fight these “monster” called witches. now a big thing to know is that you have to use magical girl powers against witches since normal magic does not work against them. after you defeat a witch you get a grief seed which replenishes your magical power and keeps your soul gem pure. Ok that’s all the information you need to know :D

• at first you became magical girl because you wanted to help the people around you. You came from a noble family, but your parents never really felt the need to help the poor. you used to sneak out at night as a kid so you saw the famine disease that they had to face. So when kyubey came to you one night offering a deal to grant one wish you couldn’t resist but accept. your wish was simple, it was the ability to heal any injury, whether it be physical or mental or even emotional.

• after that, you started sneaking out at night, even more often trying to help as many impoverished people as you can with your new profound healing powers. right after you would do that you would go ahead and hunt as many witches as you can for the night. it was pretty simple and you didn’t mind needing to hunt which is every night.

• That’s until you met a friend. she was also another magical girl who hunted witches and she had such a lovely energetic personality. You to became close until well something happened.

• you both were hunting witches that night. It should’ve been like every other night but this which was different. Right after you both thought you killed it your friend was about to try to look for the grief see that I dropped until it did some sort of responding and bit your friend’s head off. You could hear the crunching noises that it was making as it was eating your friend corpse. you finally snapped yourself out of whatever haze that you were in and quickly murdered the witch. it dropped its grief seed and all you could do at that moment was just stare at it. you grabbed the groove seated as quickly as you could and replenish your magic. looking back at your friends corpse it was all mangled up now some parts eaten, and some parts left untouched. you grabbed her corpse found a place in the woods to bury it. after that you went back home and quietly snuck back into your room through the window. As you look you saw that fuck ass cat thing.

• You walked up to him and asked for the full truth.

• he then started to explain the true purpose of magic girls. he started to explain that all of the witches that you have killed were magical girls who we’re overcome with despair and became witches. you learn that eventually you will become a witch as it is a fate for a magical girl that they cannot escape. you learned that technically your soul isn’t even in your body anymore. It’s just inside your soul gem since it makes magical girls more efficient.

• after that, he start to explain the good things that come from being a magical girl and how magical girls have changed history and how they even improve society for beyond your comprehension.

• after all that talking he left you alone with your thoughts. you didn’t even wanna think right now, so you just changed into your sleepwear and crawled inside your bed to go to sleep.

• that happened around a year ago and now you’re currently going to walkis.

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Hiii so this account is mainly for me to write about hc/ideas mainly related to the Devil's Quintuplets and to interact with the mashle magic and muscle fandom. I most likely will start writing for other characters farther down the line but this account is mainly for them

Reminder

I have dyslexia so there will be some obvious spelling mistakes and grammar mistakes. I have a habit of putting words inside sentences that aren’t there when I read so that also might be an issue. I will try to prove read most of my works, but I don’t do that all the time  

Request

request: currently always open 

I currently accept only character x reader but there may be exceptions for character x oc depending on my mood

I take both romantic and platonic requests 

Things I will write

The Devil's Quintuplets

most of the walkis students

(remember this account is mainly for them I am willing to write about other characters, mainly divine visionaries but that’s all I’m willing to accept)

Things I will not write 

smut

Anything other than hc currently but will most likely change in the future

besides that have fun and just enjoy the content that I post on this account <3

Hc/writing (most likely will have spelling mistakes and bad grammar)

domina blowelive

Fallen angel!reader part 1

Fallen angel!reader part 2

famin

Cat hybrid!reader x famin

carpaccio luo yang

poison loving!reader x carpaccio luo yang

levis rosequartz

triple liner!reader x levis rosequartz

cat hybrid reader x levis rosequartz

mistake God!reader x levis rosequartz

My Ocs

Suki yoshioka

Art of her 1/2

info on her

biological family relationships

Mizuki yoshioka

Art of her 1/

Mary

Art of her 1/

opal

art of her 1/

The way that they’re both giving the exact same look is kind of crazy 

Suki is like a mini version of her older sister 😭

Orter Madl X Reader - My Boy Only Breaks His Favorite Toy.

Sypnosis: Tied to Orter Madl by an arranged engagement, you fight for a love he won't give. As he prioritizes duty over affection, you slowly break beneath the weight of silence—after all, you are the Queen of Sand Castles he destroys.

Fic Count: 0.7K

Warnings: Angst - No comfort.

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They say love is sacrifice.

But no one told you sacrifice would mean vanishing slowly, piece by piece, in someone else's shadow.

You were fifteen when you first met Orter Madl. He was cold even then - brilliant, composed, already more soldier than boy. But you, bright-eyed and soft-hearted, thought maybe you could reach him. Maybe, if you were good enough, quiet enough, strong enough, he'd open the gates and let you in.

You were wrong.

You're still trying to be enough. Still falling short.

He's your fiancé now. Not by choice, not really. Your family smiled across a mahogany table while shaking hands with his. The engagement was inked in political ink and sealed with centuries of tradition. You were told it was a blessing.

But blessings don't bleed like this.

You make him tea when his hands shake from overusing his magic. He thanks you, but doesn't look up. You sit beside him on the couch, but he leans forward, elbows on knees, always thinking of somewhere else.

You learn to live in the quiet spaces between his ambitions. He isn't cruel. He's just distant... And somehow, that's worse.

You wonder if it would hurt less if he hated you - at least then you'd be something. But instead, you are nothing in his everything. A ring on his finger, a name in his mouth when it's required. A ghost with a heartbeat

Tonight, you stand at the window, watching the moon light the empty garden he never walks with you through. The tea in your hands has gone cold. You think of how hard you've tried. How many times you smiled through silence. How often you cried where he wouldn't see.

You think, 'Once I fix me, he's gonna miss me.’

You whisper it like a promise to yourself, 'Just say when I play again.' But the game has long since ended.

And all you're left with is the memory of a dream you swore was real.

He was my best friend

At least, in your head he was. In all the quiet fantasies you built when he stood close enough to imagine warmth. You think of that one rare day in the sandlot of the estate gardens-before duty choked out his boyhood. He smiled then, maybe. Or maybe your memory rewrote it to keep you alive.

Down in the sandlot, you laughed. You called his name and he turned like it meant something. He didn't smile, but he stayed. And you clung to that.

You close your eyes.

You are tired of loving someone who only reaches for you when the world is crumbling-who only breaks the things he secretly loves, because control is safer than connection.

You are tired of being a favorite toy.

Used and precious in theory.

And maybe, one day, when you're gone, when you're whole again, he'll remember the person who tried.

Maybe then, he'll miss you.

But by then, you'll be dust on the wind.

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Author's note:

Hi there! This is my first fic on this blog. I notice the lack of fics there are for Orter so I might make more since I have a few ideas saved in my drafts. Normally my fics are inspired by songs cause I tend to have writer blocks in case you notice a pattern with them. I am also thinking about making an extended version, but feel free to let me know if anyone is interested.

so if you guys are interested in my OC suki then I suggest that you go follow the blog that I made that is in her perspective. The username is sukiyoshioka :D

tbh I might make a blog for one of my ocs…..

This ship Is killing me...

Can't live without them anymore 😭

Thank you sm!

can you do a mood board for my OC Suki yoshioka? her colors are pink and green. I want like a pastel garden kind of aesthetic. her favorite foods are raspberries.

and for her personality you can look at my page and go on the info part. please and thank you.

Thanks for requesting!

Domina, my sweet, sweet baby. Even though I know you won't love me in real life and even if I did reincarnate in Mashle. Know that I love you.

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