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✮⋆˙ Chigiri Hyouma ˙⋆✮

gn!reader, fluff/comfort, you comfort him after a long day <3

Chigiri sat on the bathroom counter, almost sitting in the sink if not for the fact he was curled in on himself, leaning against the wall and watching you do your skincare routine. He watched wordlessly, hugging his knees to his chest, his eyes were filled with a sad, nothing feeling and the remains of tears he'd shed a few minutes prior.

You didn't speak as you rubbed moisturiser into your cheeks. You were worried though, Chigiri had come home with the kind of aura you just knew meant that he was upset but he'd refused to tell you what was wrong no matter how much you tried to gently coaxed him into spilling his guts. It's been almost four hours since, dinner had been made and eaten in silence and despite trying to think of a way to make things better the whole time, you'd come up empty.

You went to brush your teeth, hands reaching for the brush and Chigiri's eyes followed your every move despite the awkward way his neck was craned. The bathroom light was just the wrong kind of dull, too yellow and too bright and too flicker-y all at once but he couldn't find it in himself to leave your side.

He couldn't summon a single word, he'd cried at least three times when you were away for a few moments or weren't listening and annoyingly his nose still hadn't cleared up from the last time he cried, you were like a sedative. You made him feel deliciously tired, and he felt distantly irritated he couldn't just tell you.

You spat and rinsed the sink down and he took comfort in the predictable way you wiped your hands on your shirt instead of the hand towel. Unpredictably, you hoisted yourself onto the counter as well, sitting on the other side of the sink to him with your feet in the still-wet basin.

A small smile found its way onto his face as he watched the way your face scrunched at the feeling but didn't move to take them out. You leaned on your knees, hunched forwards at him with firm eyes locked on him.

"I want to know what's wrong, I want to help. Please tell me?" You asked bluntly and Chigiri could appreciate the no-nonsense approach after a long day. It had been hours since he last spoke, since he started following you around aimlessly, he supposed he should just bite and push through the fog of sleepiness to at least make sure you know he's alright...

But still, it was just a small thing... a missed goal in practice wasn't really something worth crying over and well, he didn't want to look silly in front of you. It was such a disproportionate response, it made him feel embarrassed. How was he supposed to say anything?

"It wasn't much, really, I'm just being emotional." Was what he said, but really he meant something quite different. It was a quiet beg for you not to see him in a light he was ashamed of.

It's always been like that, he'd always been too much, too emotional, too angry, sad or happy. He doesn't want to seem like too much and he doesn't want you to probe any further because he could never really lie to you, and when you would ask the right questions he would inevitably end up with his whole heart bared to you, he loved you. If you rejected him like that, god only knows what he would do.

"And? I think it's still worth talking about if it's making you this sad..." You mumbled, a cheek smushed by that hand it leaned on. You were so cute in every moment you shared with him, but the quiet, small ones like this made you look heavenly. Chigiri's heart skipped a beat, how was he ever meant to admit something so embarrassing to you?

"No, I'm just making it out to be worse than it was."

"So what? It means nothing?"

"No- it... just makes me look stupid..." He could admit that much at least. You'd been dating for a while now, he really loved you so there was really only so much he could dodge. Sometimes being around you felt like a very dangerous game though, one slip up and his biggest flaw would be waved in your face immediately.

"I don't care if it's stupid, 'Ouma, what I care about is you." It's like you want to make him cry again. He huffs and looks away from your eyes.

"Missed a goal..." Chigiri mumbled, staring intently at the shampoo bottles lined up on the shower shelves. He was loathe to look at your face and see what expression you were making. "It's stupid, I know..."

He sighs and wipes at his eyes, "I just feel too much."

You don't say anything but he can hear you hop down from the counter, watching as you slowly adjust yourself and your wet feet on the tiled bathroom floor so you don't slip. Chigiri unfurled, if you were leaving he was going to follow you regardless, he just wanted to be near you.

To his surprise you walked over to him, crossing the few steps between you as he looked up at you and meeting your eyes again. Your expression wasn't mocking like he'd expected to find, instead a gentle smile graced your face and he couldn't help but feel quiet again.

You slotted yourself between his legs, one hand drifting over his right knee. "I don't think it's stupid to be sad about that, and I don't think it's bad to feel too much."

"Huh?" He uttered almost silently, more out of a need for a response than confusion, but no matter how long he had loved you the way you got so close never failed to turn his brain to mush.

"You love football so obviously you're going to feel bad when you don't live up to your own expectations, doesn't mean you're doing bad though." Your other hand comes up to delicately swept some hair from his face and tucked behind his ear. If someone told Chigiri that small constellations were left on whatever you touched, the way you handled him so sweetly would only make him inclined to agree with them wholeheartedly. His eyes watched as yours, sparkling in the shitty bathroom lighting, traced the movement . "I... don't mind the way you feel so much? No... I think I love you all the more for it, it's part of you and I love you, all of you."

"Isn't it hard to deal with me though?" His deepest anxieties spoke for him in that moment, taking the risk his conscious self never would have and he'd want to cram the words back down his throat if it wasn't for the fact you had so much love for him in your eyes.

"No, even if your emotions were really that strong it still wouldn't matter."

"It wouldn't?"

"No."

"...Why?"

"Because I love you." The world outside of the bathroom ceased to exist to Chigiri, to be more specific, the world outside of you ceased to exist to him. It didn't matter, none of it mattered, what mattered was that you were here and you loved him even though he wasn't perfect. You loved him even though he'd revealed his biggest weakness to you. It left him as speechless as he was before.

You leaned forward and pressed a kiss to his forehead, then ritualistically kissed each of his eyelids. You giggled when he closed each eyelid as you went to lightly kiss it, he had such a cute smile when you messed around with each other. You kissed both of his cheeks and the tip of his nose before you finally sweetly kissed him on the lips.

His eyes closed and he chased you as you pulled away, blushing terrifically. Chigiri opened his eyes and stared at you through his thick lashes, you didn't speak and neither did he, but in the bathroom under the awful lighting you looked so soft and he couldn't help but let his eyes meander over your face. He loved you and he would never get enough or reach any sort of peak of loving you that he could ever come down from.

"I love you too." He said with wobbly lips. Oh you really were going to make him cry again, you loved him so much and he loved you and he would never stop crying about it. You pulled him into a hug that he returned gladly, burying his face into your shoulder, you swayed back and forth and he gave himself to following you move.

"Wanna go to bed now?" You whispered into the hair on his temple.

"Mhm."

yay another post!! (sorry I neglect this account) and no I'm not projecting what are you talking about..... definitely not....

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The person I reblogged this from deserves to be happy.

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i can't think and it's driving me up the wall someone put me out of my misery

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damn this blog feels soulless because i dont ramble on it rip

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I NEED TO READ I NEED TO WRITE I NEED TO CREATE I NEED TO DRAW I NEED TO CLEAN I NEED TO WORK OUT I NEED TO LEARN *watches YouTube for 6 hours*

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Better in the dark - Atsushi Nakajima x gn!reader

Late nights with you were perfect, but what was even more perfect was when you would decide to stay over.

Atsushi was always surprised whenever you'd agree, ever since Kyouka moved in, he'd slept in the small closet in the bedroom to give her space. He didn't mind it himself, small spaces meant being small himself, small meant being hidden, being hidden meant safety.

But he would always protest when you asked to join him, yeah he could tolerate it but you probably wouldn't like being so cramped in there so you shouldn't really stay in there with him, you deserved batter than a small closet. But you never listened, you'd smile at him softly with drooping eyes and ever so gently tell him that if it meant being with him, you'd tolerate anything.

How could he resist that? God, it felt so good to be wanted and to such an extent you would forsake a decent place to sleep just to curl up next to him...

He felt a bit guilty about it, but his protests lessened the more insistent you got, the fluttering beat of his heart chopping up his thoughts into tiny, unintelligible pieces as you delicately tugged him over to the closet with a yawn.

An hour or so later, you'd be quietly snoring, wrapped around Atsushi and nuzzling your face into his back. He couldn't help but pretend to sleep until you drifted off, to stay up and let his whole mind and being linger on the fact you stayed, you loved him, you were here.

He hadn't been the most comfortable with physical affection for so long, for as long as he could remember he would only feel impending doom whenever anything warm and flesh like touched him. But slowly, after getting to know you and coming to love you, he'd found himself being comforted by the shape of your hand on his shoulder or wrapped around his waist.

So he would stay awake and let your warmth soak into his back as he stared thoughtlessly at the closet door, lost in you and your softness. You were so good to him that he would catch himself why you hadn't left for someone worthier, he felt horribly guilty about doubting you but he had no idea what to do with that feeling.

Once, late at night you had woken up with his head buried in your chest as he clutched you tightly. No light could get in the closet but you didn't need any to feel the way his shoulders shook and two warm patches of tears soaked your shirt.

Slowly, you had snaked a hand up to his hair and gently fussed with the short, soft strands by the nape of his neck. He had flinched and frozen still, but you kept fiddling with his hair and several long seconds later his shoulders relaxed, slowly collapsing into you.

You'd called out to him, asked him if he was okay, and he swore the sound of your voice could cure every headache in the world for the rest of forever. He didn't respond though, too consumed with tiredness and the niggling worry that wouldn't leave his head.

He pulled himself up and buried his face in your neck, losing himself to your sluggish, sleep addled pulse grateful that you didn't push because he didn't think he could ever find the words to tell you how much he adored you and how much he felt like he didn't deserve to.

Still, your lips against the crown of his head felt like salvation and your soft, loving coos were transcendental. In the closet he called a bed he was a guilty worshipper, clinging to you and you would never dream of pushing him off.

Your arms cradled him with as much care as you could summon, you'd always been vaguely aware of how much self-loathing he concealed and it had only ever made you more adamant to stay, to lavish him with as much affection as he'd allow until one day that loathing started to fade and beyond.

Here in the closet, swallowed by blankets you curl into each other, quietly binding yourselves to each other with silent vows as you fall back asleep.

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Silly goose (Shinichiro Sano)

good/final time-line, fem!reader, smoking, fluff, no beta

You met Shinichiro through Takemichi since you'd essentially babysit him

Takemichi had begged you to go out one day while you were babysitting him, pulling on your clothes with a pout which was very uncharacteristic of the boy who you definitely considered an old soul

You agreed, pulling on shoes and coats for the both of you because you couldn't resist his puppy eyes, and let him drag you to the near by park

The second you got there he ran off towards the far corner of the playground and you watched as he all but tackled a blonde boy

Then you noticed the fairly sketchy looking group of teen boys also huddled around that corner and your heart skipped a beat, you weren't judgemental but you did have a healthy dose of caution that tripled when a child (Takemichi) was present

You froze up while trying to think of the best way to go about making sure the kids were safe, but your plight was soon interrupted by said boy galloping back over with several more boys

The blonde boy, who Takemichi tells you is called Mikey (you don't question it) seems to look at you with a strange amount of fondness but the glint in his eyes tells you he's the same as Takemichi, you give him a smile and brush it off

You get pecked at with questions from three more boys you come to know as Sanzu, Baji, and Kazutora until you get dragged over to the group of sketchy boys in the corner

Your heart picks up while your brain tries to go over every scenario

To your surprise, the boy in the middle, who has black hair and kind eyes waves you over with a soft smile and even if you wanted to resist the kids pulling you along wouldn't let you

Takemichi and Mikey loudly and proudly introduce you to the group and despite their familiarity you can feel yourself shaking. Hang on! Does Takemichi hang around these people a lot? Is that something you should tell his parents about? Whatever, you'll worry about that in a minute...

"Hi..." was all you could get out, and even to your ears you sounded nervous and that seemed to be picked up by the boy in the middle.

"'Evenin', Sano Shinichiro, nice to meet ya. You babysit Takemitchy, yeah?" you nod and he smiles and in a relatively strange move, stretches his hand out to shake

You take it and give it a firm shake, flashing him a smile. His face goes beet red and he retracts his hand quickly, but you try not to look into that too much

A shrill call of your name snaps your attention towards Takemichi and his little gang again, nothing seems particularly wrong but still, you haul ass to make sure all is well

Turns out he just wanted some help reaching something that'd gotten stuck up a tree, you crouched down to let him clamber onto your shoulders to reach and he got it down without a hitch

Plopping him back down on the floor, Mikey quietly tugged on the sleeve of your coat, not meeting you eyes as he stuck his leg out and showed you the scrapes down his shin, red and fresh

You coo gently and kneel down to inspect them, pulling out an alcohol wipe and several plasters you keep on hand and clean him up without question

Once you're done you get taken by surprise by a tight hug from him, you aren't averse to it at all and you hold him close until he pulls back. You cup his face gently

"Alright sweertheart, be careful next time, okay?" you tell him softly and tears well up in his eyes again and before you can ask if he's okay, he's hugging you again

Crunching footsteps approach, you look up from your place from the floor and find Shinichiro looking down with a glint of worry, you shrug minutely and give him a look to tell him you're just as confused as he is as you sway softly with Mikey in your arms

He kneels down to your level, essentially peering over your shoulder at his younger brother and you notice that he smells unexpectedly nice for a teen boy, you glance backwards and from up close you can see that he's got a pretty face to match

You can't pull your gaze from his face until his eyes meet yours and you go back to looking at the top of Mikey's head to avoid being caught

Shinichiro shifts around to sit on the floor behind you

"Hey, Mikey?" he asks and gets a soft grunt in return, muffled by your shoulder. "You alright lil' man?"

You scoot around to half face Shinichiro as he tries to coax his brother out of your arms to check on him, it works eventually and Mikey pulls away from you with a shaky breath

Shinichiro cradles him with much more kindness than you'd expect from a delinquent, and as contextually inappropriate as it is you can't help but think it made him quite attractive

Eventually, Shinichiro gives you a sympathetic smile and scoops Mikey up to go sit with him and the other boys he calls Wakasa and Benkei, quietly you tell him that's okay and watch him leave

"I think you should marry him." Takemichi whispers loudly in your ear, startling you

"I should what?!" you whisper-shouted back, blush creeping up your cheeks, you knew Takemichi was smarter than he let on, but was your newly budding crush really that obvious?

"Marry him, duh."

"Why?" you asked exasperatedly, you thought you would've gotten used to Takemichi's Takemichi-isms by now but apparently the boy had no end to the situations he could get into

"Because." you sighed and your head sank, it's only Tuesday...

Out of earshot back with Shinichiro, Mikey was goading him into the same conversation. The tears had stopped the second Shinichiro had sat down with him on his lap and Mikey hadn't stopped talking since then

"Well, I still think you should marry her."

"Lil' dude, I've never even kissed a girl so I think we're setting the bar a little bit high there..."

"Then she can be your first, idiot."

"Hey!" Wakasa and Benkei snickered behind him, they were definitely going to rag on him about this at their meeting later, but he tried to ignore it

He was red up to his ears, he'd thought you were beautiful since the second you'd set foot in the park, so much so that his jaw dropped enough for his cigarette to slip out his mouth, he'd turned away from you because what if you saw that? That would be so embarrassing it would end him

The sun was just beginning to set and you returned to the corner with Takemichi and his gaggle of friends so they could say goodbye before you left

The way Shinichiro was being so sweet with his brother was making you feel things now that a romantic perspective had been cast on him...

You kept your gaze steady and when it came time to bid him a farewell yourself you met his eyes with confidence and an out stretched hand, offering him your knuckles in a more cordial way of shaking as you said goodbye with a smile

Shinichiro panicked when he saw your hand and out of desperate impulse, he cradled it with his hands and gently kissed your knuckles and then promptly freaked out

"Sorry! That was a bit forward wasn't it! Uh-" you cut him off with a mildly amused, mildly embarrassed giggle, heat crawling up your cheeks as you reassured him it was okay and bid him a bubble goodbye

When you walked away, you turned back to give him a last wave, and smiled when you found he was still red in the face

You made sure you were well out of earshot before you asked Takemichi

"So... is he single?" Takemichi gasped loudly and jumped around with more childish enthusiasm than you'd ever seen from him

"Very!" yowch, poor guy, but still you smiled and quietly pumped your fist. Sure he looked kind of sketchy but your heart was telling you he was a kind guy and your brain had nothing to prove that notion wrong

You had a shot!

Once you left his eyesight, Shinichiro all but deflated, hunching over with his hands on his knees as he tried to will the heat out of his cheeks

"Oh man, what was that?" Wakasa teased, poking his back before kicking the back of his calf

"Shut up..." Shinichiro groaned, Mikey patted his back sagely and gave him a sympathetic nod

"She's single, you've got a shot. Even if you're a bit pathetic, I think she might be into that."

"Thanks, Michael."

Takemichi had insisted on dragging you with him to see Mikey as much as possible, meaning you'd ended up at his house more often than you ever imagined you would

You also ended up in Shinichiro's bedroom more often than you thought you would've, Mikey and Takemichi liked to be in there and you all but bent to their whims

So several times a weel, you'd end up sat on Shinichiro's bed with him, lowly talking about life as Takemichi and his friends ran about the house

As it turns out, Shinichiro was a lot softer than you thought, someone who looked for the simple joys in life, loved his family and had a very cute dorky interest in motorbikes

Sometimes he'd show you what he was working on, dragging you over to his work section and showing you the bike parts he was fixing up

You listened, of course you did, you hung on to his every word just like he hung on to yours, but pretty often you'd find yourself lost more in his warm eyes and pleasant baritone voice than his ramblings about bikes

Oh, he was stupidly pretty, and stupidly kind, and it came as a surprise when you found out he wasn't just the member of a gang, but the leader of the top motorcycle gang in the Kanto region

Still, you were in too deep and you couldn't let him go now, not when just being with him made you feel so warm and fuzzy on the inside, when being asked about him made you feel like you were being asked to bare your whole heart, when just seeing him made you feel so much more alive

So, you'd ignore it for now and continue the comfortable flow of your life and pray your paths stay connected for long enough for it all to work out

Shinichiro often felt the same, he could admit he was in stupid teenage love and kick his feet like a schoolgirl about it with no shame when he was alone in his room

You'd waltzed into his life and it felt like you'd cut through the remaining fog at the edges of his vision, the whole world seemed brighter with you around and he found himself thinking of you when he looked at the way sunlight filtered through leaves and when dark clouds brought nourishing rain in the late evening

Wakasa was right, he was whipped, totally smitten. Oh, what was he going to do about this...

He sighed into his pillow, there was a big confrontation set for tomorrow and he was having rare worries that things might go too far south... should he just tell you? Just in case?

If he didn't come back, if he died there, could he accept never telling you that he loved you?

The answer was clear before he'd even finished the thought and he was already reaching for his bike before he'd really finished the thought.

No, he couldn't. So tonight he'd be impulsive

Speeding down the city streets, he pulled up outside your house and turned to his only real source of romantic ideas and chucked almost a dozen pebbles at your window like they did in the movies before you opened your window

You were muddled with sleep, your hair a mess and your shirt slipping down one shoulder, you had dried drool on your cheek that you wiped off but he couldn't help but admire how pretty you looked doused in streetlight, you could really pull just about anything off, couldn't you?

"Hey! I need to talk to you!" he yelled from the street

"God, yeah! Okay, just- keep it down, stupid!" you shouted back as quietly as was reasonable

"Can you uh- can you come down here?" he asked, sounding weirdly defeated, you nodded and sneaked downstairs and out your door as quietly as possible

Dressed in a the first, and quite garish, jacket your hands found and a pair of crocs, you took his breath away and he could feel the nerves the adrenaline had kept at bay creeping back in

Shinichiro tried to speak but all he could get out was a wheeze and a blush as he couldn't look away from your eyes, you tilted your head and waited for him to speak

He couldn't, instead leaning back on his bike and shakily bringing a cigarette to his lips and you watched as his hands tried to grapple with lighting it

Cautiously, you took the lighter from him and lit the end of his cigarette yourself, his eyes gleamed with wonder in the lighter's small flame when you glanced up at him through your eye lashes

He took a long drag of his cigarette and blew it away from you, turning his head away, licking his lips and mulling over the best words to use

You sighed through your nose, stepping close enough to be between his legs you reached up to pluck the cigarette out of his mouth when his hands stopped shaking, his eyes followed your hand until it, and the cigarette between your fingers, fell to your side and he looked into yours wordlessly as your other hand cupped his face

"You're too cute to die of lung cancer..." you mumbled, lowering your gaze to the neckline of Shinichiro's shirt as you let the lit cigarette drop into a puddle by your feet, there was no universe in which he could even think of being mad at you for that despite the waste

Your eyes flicked down to his lips, you'd been crushing on him hard for months now, the thought of being with him echoing through your head like the sweetest bell chime and tonight all you could see in front of you was your opportunity to make that clear

"Shinichiro..." his heart seized as you called him by his given name, it sounded so lovely in your voice... "can I kiss you?"

Your mumbled desire swirled around his ears like smoke and yet again he couldn't speak, but he could find it in him to nod

"Use your words, 'chiro." oh, you were going to kill him...

"Yes, please."

Your lips met and it felt like the sky had been lifted off of your shoulders, his lips were slightly chapped and he tasted of cigarette smoke but that was more than okay because you were kissing Shinichiro

You relaxed into him, a hand sliding up his back and into his hair

He whimpered into the kiss quietly as his hands travelled down to your lower back, you were soft in a way that transcended physical, you were like a warm bed in winter and fluffy clouds in the setting sun

And you were kissing him

He felt like he had to come up for air or he'd pass out, to be honest he might just pass out either way...

Shinichiro broke the kiss and pulled back, staring at you in amazement and you couldn't help but giggle at the silly love-struck face he was pulling

He joined you giggling soon enough, a bright smile overtaking his face as he cupped yours, his eyes so full of warmth it stopped all of your thoughts in their tracks

"You- uh, you wanna go out? With me?" he asked dumbly, too lost in your eyes and his thoughts to be speaking with any kind of coherence. "On a date?"

You grinned back. "I'm free this friday."

"It's a date! Literally! I'll pick you up at uh- seven? Is seven good?"

"Very, Shinichiro." you said through your smile.

"I'll see you then!" he yelled as he dove for his bike realising the streetlights were starting to go out and he needed to go home and you needed to go to bed. "I'll win that fight tomorrow! For you!"

You were confused about what he meant by that, but he was already pushing his bike down the road and waving like a mad man so it wasn't like you could ask, you had to go back inside soon anyways

"You'll do great! Good luck!" you called down the street, waving back and blowing a kiss when he turned to look at you

He caught it in one hand and slapped it to his chest with an over dramatic swoon that had you doubling over, how in the lord's name a man like him could be so ridiculous you may never know but you were so happy to be his first kiss

When, not if, you have it your way you were never going to let that silly man go

haa first proper post here lmao, thanks for reading! reblogs appreciated <3

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Manifesting Childe in 3 weeks

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you KICK venti? you kick his body like the football? oh! oh! jail for signora! jail for signora for One Thousand Years!!!!

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Xiao: *distress* Those memories...so dark

Me:

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Xiao: GRRGH...! THOSE MEMORIES.... so dark....

Me, who left him idle to grab a snack: