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cvlutos · 1 year

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“No Nut November” Pt.3

| Repost: 01.09.23 | 1.4K | Mature |

NRC 3rd Years X GN!Reader

Earl’s Notes: A special thanks, to those who have reposted and shared as such with me<3

♡ TREY CLOVER ♡

LOSER #ONE

Let me preface all this with those who lost, lost most definitely on purpose, except for Cater and Idia. Trey’s losing. That’s his first thought when Ace and Deuce ramble about it to him and knows he’ll lose if you’re anywhere near him. If you just don’t ever acknowledge his existence, he’s automatically winning. But you don’t, 'cause he’s got baked goods that you like and they're free. Ain’t no way you're avoiding him. Trey also doesn’t take NNN super seriously, so it’s okay if he loses. I also have this slight thing that Trey already loves when people eat his deserts, but with you, it turns him alil on, not in a creepy way, but ya know. He’s turning the other way if you get any sorta food stuck on your lips, or face.

Ngl, he probably daydreamed about this exact scenario, as much as he hates to admit. He just learned a new recipe for your favorite dessert, deciding to add a Lil whipped cream. He was so proud of himself, as he texted you about it, and you, being a loyal friend without hesitation, pull up. You and whip cream, we know what this leads to. You, silly Lil, you end up with whipped cream on your face. Trey, without skipping a beat, imagines it as his cu—he has to excuse himself. Moving to his room to jack one-off. He’s extremely guilty after.

“I’m glad you like the dessert. I made it with you in mind.”

♡ CATER DIAMOND ♡

LOSER #TWO

Stood not a chance. Wasn’t even gonna try. He’s such a horn dog. It’s almost embarrassing at this point. 90% of the time, you're responsible for his third boner of the day. Because Cater is such a social phone person, he has multiple pictures and most definitely trades with Ruggie. He just has the most innocent to the most scandalous (as in you sleeping at Heartslabyul, don’t be weird) Like he has access to you, or your pictures 24/7, a recipe for disaster.

So, as always, it’s a nightly ritual at this point. Laying on his back, his roommates are far into dreamland. It’s late as his eyes gradually run along the phone screen, slowly pumping his dick. Your name is a silent cry on his lips. He’s shamelessly losing and doesn’t give a damn.

“[Nickname]! You are simply the cutest, letting me take a pic!”

♡ LEONA KINGSCHOLAR ♡

LOSER #THREE

Not only is it a chore to participate, but also a chore to actually do the deed. As well as Ruggie sending photo after photo of you, being you. Which has the lion beastman slightly interested, but far too damn lazy. Leona is lasting till the end of the month, simply because he doesn’t get horny, like could go weeks without masturbation. So it really is a ‘if he feels like it’ situation. Like if he needs to cum, he’s going to. Not some imaginary competition is stopping him. Though Leona attempts the competition for about 5 minutes before he’s bored with it.

He definitely forgets for the later weeks of November, till one compromising moment. Not even something inherently sexual, you had massages his ears, something that only lovers would do. Most definitely tried to ignore the boner that tightened his boxers as he tried to sleep, tossing in turning. He finally settles with a growl, nearly shoving his hands into his underwear. (Though I’m personally a firm believer Leona would never wear clothes to bed, you and Ruggie probably begged him to at least wear underwear so that when you had to wake the lion prince, he didn’t whack you in the face with that horse of his. Ruggie’s actually been slapped, which is hilarious)

“Leave me be, Herbivore. I’m not doing something so dumb.”

♡ VIL SCHOENHEIT ♡

WINNER #ONE

Short and sweet, if he’s going to cum to you, it’s going to be within your presence. He’s not going to fantasize about you, he’s going to have you. So he’ll wait till he has you. Period.

“I have no desire, Spudling. Why is it you care? Do you desire to bed me?”

♡ ROOK HUNT ♡

LOSER #FOUR

We saw how he is with Neige and this man damn near nearly cums with anything he sees as beautiful. Like he’s weird. Rook Hunt is mad weird. Though I love him for it. #RookHuntforPresident. Similarly to Cater, he has photos of you, physical and digital, and honest access to you at any point, though he’d never masturbate to you in a tree outside of ramshackle, he has thought about it. He honestly is similar to Vil. He wants to be able to fully experience you and revel in the moment with you, but he ends up thinking about it far too much which leads him being hot and bothered.

So that’s why he loses and isn’t that so beautiful, that he can put competition aside for love and beauty. His breath comes out as short huffs, legs unusually shaking, his hat discarded to the side. His face flush and eyes that seemed to glow, a low moan of your name, cum sputtering from his dick head.

“Mon très cher Trickster, permettez-moi de prendre soin de vous de toutes les manières!”

♡ IDIA SHROUD ♡

INDEFINITE LOSER

Idia is a hentai-watching, cum-drinking slut for you. Like I don’t make the rules. He hypes himself up for NNN, bragging, chatting, confident with all his lil e-friends, til the actual day NNN begins. His goal was to simply ignore you, like as if you didn’t exist, like you wouldn’t just show up uninvited. How hadn't he included that in his calculations? Most definitely has a school uniform kink, like have you met this man? You could be dressed for a day at the church and he’s cumming at the thought of you sucking him off while the choir sings of the lord. He’s shameless.

His hair wildly burning pink, voice stuttering as his tongue runs across his lips, trying to stop himself from drooling and cumming as he fucked his hand, leaning back in his gaming chair. Your voice is just so nice. His eyes roll into the back of his skull, a shuddered breath as he realizes he’s close. He damn near breaking his phone to hang up as he cums, painting his computer screen. Leaving you on the other line, completely confused.

“I-I-I wasn’t avoiding you! Just—Just working…. Yes! This game counts as work! Get Out!”

♡ MALLEUS DRACONIA ♡

WINNER #TWO

Now, why would you tell this man about NNN? Cause he’s genuinely distraught. Like should he win in your honor, or should he simply indulge in his desires to bed you? Literally asking Lilia, the worst person to ask, cause Lilia is having a field day. Best day of Lilia’s life. He’s telling Malleus to simply have fun and try. It’s better that way if you wait. The problem is Malleus doesn’t want to wait. Spoiled royal rich boy. I swear. Why must he suffer in simply doing what he pleases with his soon-to-be darling? Half of Diasomnia recognizes you as Malleus’ spouse, which is a little problematic once you actually go to the dorm and half the people are referring to you as if you're royalty. Malleus is absolutely pleased that Diasomnia accepts you, even though you aren’t together yet.

Malleus is the only one on this list who will directly go to you. Without a doubt, just appearing with little fairy lights in your bedroom, a large unhidden bulge. Like who let a horse in the house. Literally scares you out of your skin. Grim, luckily, isn’t home. He’s sorry but swears it’s urgent. Thinks you jacking him off is a loophole to NNN, he’s a darling. So when you send him away, embarrassed as hell, he’s sulking in his bedroom. Refusing to masturbate unless you're there. (Deadass sitting with arms crossed, glaring at the wall with a pout, boner still very prominent. He’s a spoiled, royal rich kid.)

“Then I will simply make them mine. That way I can indulge happily.”

♡ LILIA VANROUGE ♡

LOSER #SIX

Menace. Loses, cause it’s funny. You being scared by him turns him on. Like it’s hot to see your body flinch, and your eyes widen. Loves it. He’s lived so, so long, so the oddest of things turn him on. This is probably a cycle through all of November, him scaring you, but purposely not cumming till the very last day.

Teeth digging into his lower lip, hand slowly teasing, dragging along his cock, imagining it's you. Rolling his head to the side with a hot chuckle. Your name is hot and playful on his tongue. You’re so worth the wait, so worth the pain. Though this isn’t a victimless crime, you feel what he felt one day. (Bout to become a Lilia Supremacist)

“Fufufu~ [Name], you teasing little thing~”

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tteokdoroki · 1 year

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*ੈ🌩️‧₊˚— earbuds, my love + yoichi isagi.

૮˶ᵕ ༝ᵕ˶ა synopsis — a single train ride has you sharing your headphones and your feelings with your long time crush, yoichi isagi.

⭑ warnings — please read + mdni ! characters aged up to 20s, fluff, friends to lovers, love confessions, mutual pining, pro player!isagi, fem!reader - not beta read !

⭑ words — 1K.

⭑ notes — third fic queued for aali's away time, one of my many isagi wips! he's literally ceo of friends to lovers ngl !! i love him so bad... enjoy my lurvs - m.list ✩

“this song makes me feel like i’m falling in love with someone.”

isagi glances up at you from his phone, no longer shuffling the playlist that you’re both listening to. you’re looking out of the window, your feet propped up on the back of the seat in front of you, your head resting on your closed fist. you miss the way he flushes red.

“do you want to keep listening to it then?” he mumbles softly, thumb hovering over the slip button and his voice just barely above a whisper. you almost don’t hear you despite the fact that you’re sharing headphones and only have one ear-bud in while he takes the other.

this time, you tilt your head away from the window and the scenery passing by to lock eyes with your childhood best friend. “no, s’okay,” you say, your voice equally as low. “you can change it if you’d like.” your facial expression is tranquil, the swell of your lips pressed into an appreciative smile and your eyes sparkling with the sunlight that glitters outside of your moving train.

isagi’s nerves quickly get the better of him and he breaks eye contact, swallowing thickly before looking away with his own smile (mostly for himself).

“i think we’ll keep listening to it.”

you’re both on the train from the bustling city of tokyo back to the tiny town you both grew up in. with the off-season approaching, japan’s beloved striker had finally managed to get some time away from the blue lock team to visit his parents, and you were off on your university’s allotted spring-break.

this was the first time, in what felt like forever, that your calendars were synced up.

your bond with isagi had always been strong — from the very first moment you’d met, back in middle school when he’d kicked a soccer ball straight into your lunch and then instantly offered to buy you a new one. impossible to separate, you were joined at the hip right up until he left for blue lock. these days, your paths rarely cross and while isagi’s career in soccer bloomed like you always knew it would — you went the more traditional route of life and found passion in your own university degree.

after some moments of quiet, aside from the children crying in their mother’s arms, teenagers gossiping on their way home from junior high and the calls from the attendant manning the snack cart — isagi speaks up, shyly. “who…who would you be in love with? yanno…because of this song…”

“some guy, i’ve known him for years.”

“does he know…how you feel about him?” you shake your head and isagi presses you again. “have you tried telling him?”

“gods no, yoichi!” you wave him off almost too quickly — curling in on yourself like a highschool girl handing her crush a confession letter or chocolates on white day. perhaps because this is exactly like that. you’ve liked him, loved him, for as long as you can remember. he makes your skin hot and your thoughts a mess and when isagi’s nearby you hardly remember who you are.

and he hardly realises how lovesick you’ve been for him over the years. it would be too embarrassing to admit that you have a raging crush on one of japan’s favourite athletes.

“why not?”

“because…if he felt the same he would have noticed by now.” you answer, trying to shut down the conversation. “i’ve been obvious with my feelings. the ball’s been in his court for a while.”

“maybe he’s just oblivious.” isagi keeps going and in the cramped space of your train seats you feel hot under the collar — your nerves shaking under the pressure.

you’re given a brief moment of relief when the attendant on the snack cart stops for the couple seated opposite you. they seem happy and in love, it makes your heart twist.

the train jolts, pushing the attendant into isagi, who then topples into you — invading your space once more, causing heat to build up under your skin.

“h-he’s a way too smart for that.”

“maybe…he’s unsure? maybe he doesn’t understand your signals?”

the song you’re listening too changes as you pull into the next station.

“or maybe he doesn’t love me, yoichi!” you snap, turning your head away so fast that the ear-bud slips from your ears and the wires are left dangling between the warmth of isagi’s body and your own. you try to sit still, fighting off burning, frustrated tears — lucky that no one’s heard your outburst over the busy ambience of the train. “believe me, i’ve held out hope for it.”

“but i do love you.” he snaps back, grabbing you by the wrist so that you’re forced to look at him. isagi’s eyes are wide and deep, swirling in their hypnotising shade of blue with an emotion you don’t recognise seeing on him. love. “maybe you’re the one who’s dumb enough not to have noticed. maybe i’ve been too shy or too caught up with soccer to say so. but i love you. i want that song to make you feel like you’re in love with me.”

“o-oh…yoichi i—“ your eyes widen, then soften all at once and you feel yourself melting fast — as if all of your dreams have come true. “i don’t know what to say…”

the tips of his ears are bright pink, the hue blooming across his cheeks like they’re roses in bloom. yoichi chews on his lower lip nervously before shoving the right bud of the headphones back into your ear. “just say you like me back ‘nd we’ll leave it at that for now, okay?” he mumbles like a teenager, very much unlike the confident, cocky isagi who everyone fears on the pitch.

wisps of a grin tug at the corners of your lips as you reach out and grab his larger hand with yours — giving it a squeeze. “alright then, yoichi,” you say, leaning over to kiss the warmth of his cheeks. “i like you too.” his eyes go wide.

this is all silly and new for the both of you — having been in love with one another for years without saying. you’ll have a lot to talk about once you reach his parents’ house, how you’ll make this work with his soccer career and your new life in the big city, what you want this to be, who you’ll tell. but for now you try not to dwell on it, letting your head flop to isagi’s shoulder and his on top of yours, sharing headphones and listening to songs that made him fall in love with you.

#blue lock x reader #bllk x reader #isagi x reader #isagi x you #isagi fluff #bllk fluff #blue lock x you #bllk x you #isagi yoichi x reader #isagi yoichi x you #isagi yoichi fluff #yoichi isagi x reader #yoichi isagi x you #yoichi isagi fluff #blue lock imagines #bllk imagines #blue lock fluff #✧ ₊˚੭ — writing #tteokdoroki

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dinaaaaee · 1 year

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Firsts with him.

👾Leviathan x gender neutral MC!

👾Synopsis: Firsts with him, abit ooc - didn't follow alot of the dialogue with him and mc at first because It felt awkward ngl. Long sorry.

👾I went back to some lessons to get actual dialogue, I really like this concept so if you want me to do more characters, please request!

👾Warnings: Mentions of death threats - that's just dialogue from the first time MC was in the devildom

✰ When you first met him.

You recall meeting him like it was just yesterday.

Freshly new to the devildom, you and Mammon had just got partnered up. Despite, his complains against 'babysitting' a human, he was kind enough to warn you about other demons, and how you should run if you spot them coming to attack you, or well just die…

Kind enough you suppose.

Just as you were about to thank him, an intense and irritated voice came from behind and startled you both.

"How about this? I vote for YOU to die, Mammon." The taller man, towered over him.

Mammon, quickly turning around: "D'ah…! Levi… you-...uh Listen up, human! This is Leviathan, the Avatar of Envy. He's the third oldest of our three brothers."

Gazing up at the taller demon, he was becoming more and more attractive by the minute. Amber orange eyes that glowed with rage, indigo purple messy hair with side-swept bangs covering half of his eyes, plump, smooth lips that's clearly taken care of. Oh, and his height…his height.

"Mammon give me back my money. Then go crawl in a hole and die."

"C'mon, man I said I'll give it back to you when I have time!" As they continued to bicker, you couldn't help but stare at the older demon Infront of you, sure the other demons you met were attractive, but you wasn't sure what made you more attracted to the Avatar of Envy then the others. Was it his anger? Was it because he kept glancing at you? You swear your heart skipped a beat when he did.

There was no denial, that there was a mutual attraction, even if you both didn’t want to admit it.

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✰ When you first made a pact with him/first apology.

He made a mistake.

Due to Levi's persistence in getting his money back, you ended up making a pact with Mammon. Despite of it all, he still did not get his money back.

What a shame.

A few weeks later, you were becoming more intrigued by that attic; something about that damn attic was luring you in. But of course, Lucifer wouldn't let you go in so easily, so you needed a distraction.

That's how you and Levi ended up in a TSL contest.

The icing on the cake was the very limited wing pendant Solomon gave to you, that Leviathan would kill to get.

But you had it. He didn't like that. How the hell do you have something so rare and you’ve only been in the devildom for a couple of days?! Jealousy, rage, welled up in him.

He wasn't thinking clearly, he saw green.

BANG!

You were now running away.

Leviathan couldn't face you, not after he embarrassed himself, But he had, has to apologize, only because Lucifer is nagging him. Working up the courage after a few days of going quiet, he messages and invites you to the music room, saying you could bring someone if your uncomfortable, but just meet him there.

Sighing, you walk over to the music room downstairs, and see the tall demon, impatiently walking around in a circle in a quicken pace.

"Finally, I've been waiting for you to show up!" Levi exclaimed. Surprised to see that you actually came, and without anyone? He took a step forwards to you, and looked behind you, to make sure he wasn't seeing things.

"You didn't bring anyone with you? No Mammon?" "No, I didn't." "Even, after...what happened?"

Sighing, you tell him despite being hurt by his actions, you understand that he is the Avatar of Envy and a Demon.

Are you an angel?

Releasing a breath he didn't realize he was holding in, he gets straight to the point. "Well we did agree, if you did win I would agree to be in a pact with you." He says fake smiling.

“We did.” you say, genuinely smiling.

Shaking the sinners hand, your now in a pact with.

"So what is it? A normie human like you, wanting a pact with a demon? there is obviously a ulterior motive here."

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✰When he calls you henry for the first time/holds your hand.

Lights, acting, action.

Whoever said that devils work harder were right, there was a few days left until the big day, until the student council members + mc performs a TSL play for RAD and Simeon was not going easy on them.

Now all you can hear is students cheerings overtaking the medival music playing in the background. You see blood roses been thrown onto the wide black stage, Levi in the middle of the stage calling for you, to come out with him. When you do join him, you didn’t expect him to take your hand in his. His hand feels unexpectedly soft, expectedly sweaty, but you don’t mind.

“Henry I can’t believe we did that! We just did that!” Levi excitedly says in the middle of bowing.

“Lord of the Shadows, we did just do that!!”

“EEKK! that was so nervewrecking but amazing at the same time. Henry, you especially were amazing out there, you portrayed him perfectly, just as how I imagined him to be.” Levi now is facing you, with sparkles in his eyes, his hand still intertwined with yours. You could see the passion, the admiration in his eyes, making you shy away.

“Oh… thank you. Hehe, you were just as awesome though! especially with the betrayal scene.”

He gives you a genuine toothy grin, and says “All because of you, my henry! You gave me the inspiration and a confidence boost to play my character, your my best friend, my henry in real life, lol!” And with that you both finished your credits, and walked off stage back to your changing rooms, the warmth still lingering on your hand, not forgetting his words and how he called you his henry, his best friend.

Is the room suddenly hot now?

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✰When he gives you a gift for the first time.

Knock, Knock.

“Whats the password?”

“The second Lord-

“Oh, Mc! Come in, quick!”

Chuckling you open his door, finding him on sitting on the floor, with something behind his back.

“Someone is in a hurry today. So what was the emergency that you needed me for? That couldnt wait after I finished my hookberry tea?”

“Close your eyes, and put both of your hands out, don’t open your eyes until I say so.”

Hesitating, you slowly put your hands out.

“Pleeeaaase, henry? Don’t worry its nothing bad, lmao.”

“Fine.”

You did as what he said, and waited. You could feel that whatever he put on your hands was quite heavy.

“Okay, 3,2,1! Look.”

Opening your eyes and looking down, you see that it was a neon orange consoles, the controls were black, however the back had a little drawing of your favourite character from your favourites anime/show.

“Ta daaa! I got us matching consoles, now there is no excuse for not playing with me, and just sitting there. I remember you telling me about how much you love this character and I couldn’t help but watch the anime/show myself, It can also glow in the dark, check it out.” Levi pressed a button on his remote control and the lights go abit dim, you could see the consoles glowing.

“oh my god!! LEVI I LOVE THESE THANK YOU SO MUCH!!” (imagine ken’s squeal) you exclaim with enthusiasm, tackling him into a hug and kissing his right cheek.

“I- uh- e - w-why w-would y-you “ Levi malfunctions.

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✰Confession that leads to a first kiss with him.

For a while now you’ve liked Leviathan, and not only in a friendly way but also in a romantic way. Everyone else but him, was aware of it. From the moment you met him, you knew there was attraction and he knew it too. But now, everytime he walked past, you had apparent hearts in your eyes making it hard to hide.

Knowing this cannot go on for long, you were planning on tell him, but little did you know he was going to beat you to it. Levi messaged you to meet him in his room afterschool, thats how you ended up sitting next to him on the floor watching him play with the strings of his white jacket.

“Uhm Levi?” you called out for him, breaking him from his thoughts.

“R-right, y-yeah.”

“You can do this Leviathan.” He hype whispers himself.

Levi shakily grabbing his controller and dragging the slider to a game, waiting for it to load, while you was peering over his shoulder, confused on what he needs.

“Uh…so. I-I made this f-for you.” He says while hiding he face, loading screen complete.

Looking at the screen you can see sentences: ‘Idk how to tell u in person, but I rlly ♡ u, not in a friend way btw’

…

Your heart was doing jumping jacks, you was grinning like an idiot, you forgot to speak, making Levi next to you, confused and nervous.

“M-Mc I-If you-“

Tackling him into a hug you thank him, and tell him that you really ♡ him aswell, he almost fainted.

“Levi, I’m so glad you told me that you like me, I was planning on telling you soon. I really like you aswell.”

Mc, you are going to be the death of him.

“Can I kiss you?” you ask shly.

“A-are you sure y-you want to k-kiss an yucky shut-in otaku like me?!” He was red as a tomato.

“I want to kiss you.”

…

Finally, he nods, closing his eyes and leaning in, you cup his face with both of your hands, leaning in, sitting on your knees, pressing your lips with his, it was a sweet chaste kiss but as soon as you both pulled away you were left wanting more. Wanting more of his cherry lip balm taste, wanting more of him.

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Bonus: different ver, after confessing:

“Mc, Why- Why w-would you want trash like me?”

“Levi your not trash, but if you are trash can I take you out? ;)”

“I a- wait…”

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agentplutonium · 8 months

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"After a Long Day" Headcanons

I'm bored, sick, and thinking about a brief conversation that me and @penncilkid had the other night, so here's a list of different redacted bois coming home after a long day.

I'm not gonna do all the redacted bois, but here are the ones that are in this post: Milo, Asher, David, and Guy

Milo is always about physical contact. He usually uses this tactic for when Sweetheart is working too hard, but he loves being able to hold his mate close at any moment. When he's had a hard shift, he wouldn't even say anything to Sweetheart before dragging them to the couch and trapping them there. This always amuses Sweetheart. They would spend this time talking at to Milo, finding any way to kiss any part of him. There would be nothing going on, just Sweetheart's soft voice, their hands and lips against his skin, and the love that he feels for them.

Asher seeks out comfort foods when he gets home from a long day. Baabe would help prepare said food (most of it was junk, or things that he would make with his family, but it didn't matter to Baabe what it was as long as it helped.) After the things were made, they would build a nest in the living room and settle in it to play games for hours on end. They would eat, laugh, and make stupid bets while playing games just for the fun of it.

David is a tough guy, and he usually won't admit when he's tired after a long day. However, when he gets home and is just a little bit more clingy than usual, Angel usually catches on. This is where they would start to do damage control, complaining about how tired they were, and how much their coworkers got on their nerves, and "will you cuddle with me?"s until David 'gives in' because he'd do anything for his Angel. This was the first part of their plan. Angel would then get David to lie down in their lap so they'd be able to play with his hair. David would protest half-heartedly, but he never won the fight. Angel moved on to the third part of the plan, putting on a series of YouTube videos that they watched regularly and turned the volume down so it was just background noise. They would run their fingers through his hair, and David would slowly relax and close his eyes. Sometimes he'd fall asleep like that. Angel never did tease him for when he was like this, but they did take pride in the fact that he could help them relax.

Guy would usually be the opposite of how he normally acts, which is Honey's first clue to how his day went. When he's had a long day, it's usually because he had a lot of deliveries/customers and was just human'd out for the day. Honey would ask him point-blank if he wanted to have their presence or not. If he said no, Honey would give him a kiss before sending him to bed, telling him they were there if they needed him. They would get made fun of for being so soft, but he still listened. If he did want them to stick around, the two of them would end up on the couch tangled together watching one of their shows. Honey would be running their hands along his body in a soothing manner, sometimes running their fingers into his hair, but there would be no talking. There would be no expectation of conversation, or jokes, or anything like that. Guy appreciated it more than anything being able to just exist like that.

anyway that's all from me :D i hope you guys enjoyed this cause idk it was fun for me. i might do more like this in the future ngl.

#redacted audio #redacted headcanons #plutonium_rambles #i love how the two that i don't talk about as much are the longest ones #thats what they get for dating tsunderes /j #redacted audio milo #redacted audio sweetheart #redacted audio asher #redacted audio david #redacted audio guy

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danganronpafan777 · 9 months

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Can you please do:

Sdra2 boys with a male s/o who is ultimate trader and trading his life to save them from a deadly situation

This request reminded me of this song, ngl

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Spoilers in all parts!!

Hajime Makunouchi:

He didn't have much to say about your ultimate, just that there was nothing you could trade to skip out on a training session with him and Shinji.

He was oblivious to his crush on you, and Yuki or Sora probably pointed it out for him. He denied it at first, he just cared about your health after all!

...Maybe he cared about you a bit more than the others-

Hajime wanted to confess to you, and under normal circumstances, he would have. He would have trained with you alone and admitted to having feelings for you.

Unfortunately, this was not a normal circumstance or school trip. He was a member of void, and was supposed to be the first killer. He couldn't have a relationship right now of all times.

That's what he told himself, but Hajime couldn't let himself reject you when you confessed to him. He felt bad, knowing what he was going to have to do, but he also wanted to enjoy every minute he had with you.

Even when he had to 'get drunk' at the party, it was still one of his favorite moments with you. He acted tipsy and sick, but you refused to leave his side.

When he was voted guilty for killing Yuri, you still wouldn't abandon him.

Making the deal with Mikado was definitely one of the hardest negotiations you've ever went through, and even then, Mikado made it clear that Hajime was forbidden from talking about void.

Hajime thought for sure that would be enough to stop you. He wouldn't be able to help anyone anyway! What use was keeping him alive!? Especially in exchange for your own life!

"It's because I love you, Hajime. Even if you can't say anything, I want you to live."

No... you didn't understand! The whole point of this killing game was so he keep his divine luck and stay alive! He was going to die either way!

He wanted to tell you, but he couldn't waste your sacrifice. It was too late.

Hajime could only sink to the floor as you underwent his execution. He couldn't believe it.

Mikado really was planning to kill him, and you, knowing he killed Yuri, still sacrificed yourself to save him... why!?

Besides Shinji, Hajime was isolated after that. He doesn't mind, he knows he deserves it. He refuses to let himself wallow in guilt, instead training hard and pushing himself past his limits.

He's not sure what to do now, but he doesn't want the game to continue. Even if his options are limited, he'll still find a way to save your friends.

Nikei Yomiuri:

"A trader!? What does that entail!? What was the best trade you've made??"

Like the other students, he wasted no time interviewing you about your talent. He was one of the last people to realize his own crush on you, and even after that, this man was in complete denial.

When you comforted him after the events of the third trial, he couldn't deny his feelings any longer. Even if this was the wrong time for a crush, his heart nearly beat out of his chest when he learned you felt the same way.

Your happiness was short lived, as he did everything to push you away in the tower. Nikei didn't want to do this to you, but he had to stop Mikado.

All of that led him to where he was now: Shaking in anger as his right hand was torn off his body, just about to be executed from a stupid rule Mikado made up.

The last thing he was expecting was for you to make a deal of your own. Nikei didn’t want to die by any means, but he couldn’t sit idly while you gave up your life to save him.

Especially when he didn’t even have anything left.

Nikei couldn't let you do this. He already lost everything. His leadership, his pride, his fucking hand...

He can't lose you too. He can't have something else taken from him by this bastard wizard.

He cries and yells to you at the same time.

“STOP IT! IT WON’T FUCKING WORK!! I’M DEAD ANYWAY!”

Mikado ignored Nikei, promising to fix up his wound and keep Nikei alive as long as he didn’t disclose anything about void.

Nikei continued to shake and scream, beginning to sob as you made the final handshake, sealing the deal once and for all. He just wanted to cling to you and never let go.

But once again, he was powerless as you were pulled away from him, watching your final, painful moments.

It was all too much. The shock from his injury and after watching the gruesome display… he felt numb. He didn’t want to live. If anything, he wanted to kill everyone in this place and then himself.

But that’s what got you killed in the first place.

Nikei is isolated from the group, and spends most of his time in his dorm room, thinking of what he should do now. He didn’t care about divine luck anymore, or even his stump where his prized hand used to be, he just wanted you.

Shinji Kasai:

Given his extroverted personality with guys and shyness towards girls, you couldn't help but be surprised when Shinji stuttered out his confession

It took you by surprise, but you couldn't be happier! The two of you took care of Yuki and each other throughout the killing game, comforting each other after every class trial.

Shinji trusted you completely, refuting any claim that you could possibly in void. And he wouldn't hesitate to tell you, that even if you were, he wouldn't love you any less.

The moment Nikei introduced the idea of Shinji being an informant, you completely shut it down. From that point forward, you knew Nikei had to be up to something.

You told Shinji what he had said, and convinced Yuki that Nikei was full of shit. Knowing what Nikei had said about him, Shinji was much more hesitant to meet with Nikei.

The moment you hear about it, you tell Nikei that you'll meet with him instead. He doesn't buy it at first, but you admit that you know he's going to get someone killed, and as long as you were alive, it wouldn't be Shinji.

You didn't know the full story, the truth that Nikei needs Yuki to be the blackend, but your current knowledge is enough for Nikei to change his plan, on the condition that you take the gun while Shinji is asleep.

It was a stupid idea, but the only way to get out of the tower is by someone's death. Whatever Nikei was going to do, Shinji would be safe.

You didn't notice Yuki until after Nikei tased himself, and by that point, everything happened so fast.

As you laid on the ground with a shard of glass on your neck, you still tried to comfort Yuki, who was slowly backing away in shock.

Shinji noticed both yours and Yuki's absence, immediately getting worried. He searched the entire tower, but he couldn't get there in time. You had only a few more minutes of life left in you, and there was nothing he could do.

Shinji cried out and yelled at Yuki for what he did, who could only drop to his knees.

As you felt your vision darken, Shinji looked at your condition. The two of you made eye contact, and you knew what he was about to do.

His shaking hand reached for the piece of glass, but you shook your head. You smiled at him one last time, the look in your eyes telling him everything you wanted to say, and used the last of your strength to plunge the glass deeper into your own throat.

Throughout the trial, Shinji comforts Yuki, but his upbeat energy isn't the same. He doesn't blame Yuki for what happened, assuring him that no matter what, he'll always be his big bro

But that doesn't make what happened hurt any less. He wants to forgive void, but what could have made them do something like this? Why go through the trouble just to kill Yuki?

When Nikei reveals the deal you made, and how Shinji was going to be the original victim, his guilt only increases. He does everything he can to hold himself together for Yuki and the others, but the moment Nikei is executed, he bawls his eyes out.

He refuses to leave Yuki alone, and makes a memorial for you on the next island.

He exercises more, trying to escape the guilt. You gave up your life for his, so he's indebted to make the most of it. He's failed to save everyone so far, but he won't let it happen again.

No matter what, Shinji will never forget the time you two shared, and above all, he'll never forget you.

Yuki Maeda:

Yuki admired your talent, but didn't really treat you any differently for it. He was extremely obvious with his crush on you, and you both got together pretty quick

As his friends were dying and killing each other, he couldn't be more grateful to have you by his side. You stuck through him as he freaked out about void, and even wondering if you were one of them.

There was nothing he wanted more than to escape this terrible place with you and his big bro

But of course, with his rotten luck, that couldn't happen. His big bro had died all because of him, and to make matters worse, he was becoming someone he didn't even know

As Nikei pointed the gun at him, claiming that everything that happened was because of him, Yuki didn't fight it, instead accepting his fate.

But you wouldn't accept that for him. Not after everything he went through.

Nikei wasn't able to think straight, being consumed by rage, so he didn't even think about your deal. He just knew that you were getting in his way, and he was about to kill everyone anyway.

With Nikei's rage unconsciously letting off his final act of divine luck, the gun managed to fire a single shot before it blew up on him

Yuki was by your side in a second, not even listening as Nikei screamed in pain at Mikado. He didn't care about Nikei being executed, all he cared about was you.

He wept, holding your dying body. You could only smile up at him, knowing he was safe now. He held your body close, not caring about the blood staining his uniform. You gently ran your fingers through his hair, just like you always did when comforting him.

“Y/n, please! D-Don’t go…! I can’t lose you, too…”

His body shook with every sob. You exchanged your last "I love you"s, and gave his hand a final squeeze

No one said anything. Yuki didn't even move.

Utsuro awoke to find himself holding the corpse of a complete stranger, but somehow...

It still hurt.

Yuri Kagarin:

Obviously, Yuri hated your guts when he first met you

If you ever did traded something with a woman, he would say that you were ripping them off

It would take A LOT for the two of you to get together, and due to how quickly his life is put on the line by Hajime, he probably still despised you

As the hook is stabbed into his calf, Yuri happily awaits his death, thinking it was a woman who trapped him

It wasn't until you intervened and managed to prove it was Hajime (since he would claim you were lying) that he really began to fight back

By fight back, Yuri simply ripped the hook out, cause there was no way he was dying from a male, and wrapped his jacket around the wound. A part of him did appreciate that you stopped his death from being wasted, but he still ignores your attempts to help him

However, he does warn you when he notices Hajime enter the tower with a syringe of muscle relaxant.

You tried to talk some sense into Hajime, but Yuri violently cursing him out in Russian didn't help. You knew that Hajime wouldn't let both of you live, so you did what you do best, and struck up a deal.

Yuri constantly spurned the talents of males, but he was impressed by your ability of persuasion. You told Hajime that the muscle relaxant was enough for only one person, and Yuri's blood loss could cause him to forget about this, but if Hajime used it on Yuri, you would tell everyone what happened

Yuri didn't understand why you were doing this. Males were vile creatures that only cared about themselves, so why were you doing this for him? After he had been so horrible to you?

When Hajime takes the deal, Yuri can't help but feel... afraid? Why? You were the one who was going to die. Could he be...afraid for you, a male?

As your corpse was discovered at the bottom of the tower, Yuri's eyes felt oddly wet, and his vision seemed to slightly blur.

He stops talking about dying for a woman after that. Despite being a male, you were... a decent person, and he shouldn't let your sacrifice go to waste.

Having someone die for him hurt, and he would never let anyone feel that way.

Wait, no. He would never let a woman feel that way.

Even if you were a good person, that doesn't mean he was wrong about men.

...right?

Teruya Otori:

You and Teruya connected right away with your talents, and it wasn't long before your relationship became something more

After he failed to protect Kokoro, he swore to himself that he would never let you become a victim

Even if he had to die

He refused to leave your side, and even when he locked up everyone in the tower, you refused to leave his

Both of you took turns resting in each other's dorms, as Teruya would cling to you in his sleep, just needing to hear your heartbeat and know that you were okay

After getting his reset code, he was conflicted about leaving you behind in the virtual world, but you assured him it was the only way to get help from the outside

When his attempt fails, and he's locked away, he can't stop himself from feeling like he let you down

Upon learning that he is a firewall, the one thing keeping the Kisaragi Foundation from entering, he prepares himself to eat the rice. Only seconds before the rice touched his lips, the noticed that you had thrown the door open, Mikado right behind you.

He screamed at you to leave, and as soon as he noticed Mikado's presence, he tried to eat a fistful of rice as fast as he could, but was easily stopped by Iroha.

Mikado had to gag him as he protested every moment you negotiated with him. He still tried to eat the rice a few times, but ultimately failed

Mikado saw Teruya's desperation to save you, and knowing that your death would break him even further, to the point where he might convince everyone to vote wrong on purpose, he agreed to take your life to save his

Teruya's eyes became black and white spirals of despair, becoming a perfect reenactment for Akane's sudden turn to despair, and being a perfect push for Yuki's personality swap

When the Kisaragi Foundation intervenes as the survivors are inches from death, Teruya could only feel disappointed that he couldn't be with you again

In the real world, he's forcibly restrained to stop him from hurting himself, and his drive for vengeance is the only reason he returns for the final trial

He not only failed to protect you, but you knowingly gave your life to save his. You died right in front of him, and he would never see you again. It was like his father all over again...

He's a shell of the person he once was, following deeper into Tsurugi's mindset and footsteps

As the dying Mikado reaches for Utsuro, Teruya stomps his head in.

Syobai Hashimoto:

From the start, Syobai was a bit annoyed at your talent, how you always managed to convince him to cooperate with the others and share information with them, with a bribe that was always too low for his liking, but your ultimate always came through in the end

You were smart, and seemed to understand him better than everyone else, whether it was a result of your talent or not

The same talent you were using to save him from Mikado, who had decided to punish Syobai for attacking him

You didn't want to have to do this, you brought up every trick you could, telling him how he said he wouldn't punish people for hurting him, but Mikado snickered

He was the mastermind, he could alter the game however he wanted, take Nikei for example

Syobai stumbled back when you made your offer, willing to give up your own life to save his

Syobai wouldn't let it happen

He'd offer to pay money, do Mikado's dirty work, however much he wanted to just leave the two of you alone

Whatever it was that void or Mikado wanted, Syobai would get it for them

Syobai has connections and money, but only one person who genuinely cares about him

One person who would give up their life for a bastard like him

With his job, he's faced situations like this before, where one wrong move can turn things ugly, so he prepares his knife

You lightly held his arm, signaling him to stop, but he refused

"Syobai...one of us has to die. And it's not going to be you."

Syobai's body shook in anger as you were devoured by flames

You didn't even scream as you became nothing more than ashes

Mikado tried to provoke him, but Syobai was still smart enough to know not to waste your sacrifice

He became more cooperative after that, telling the group that he didn't care about them, he just wanted to take down Mikado

Slowly but surely, Syobai begins to change, and while he's still far from opening up to people, he cooperates with the Kisaragi Foundation to end the game, and escapes with the remaining survivors

Because he knows it's what you would have wanted

Mikado Sannoji:

Yeah, no. There is nothing you could trade for this man.

The fact that you’re a trader only reminds Tsurugi of Teruya, and he learned his lesson about making deals with criminal scum from Syobai

Tsurugi would kill you as well, just for being an accomplice with no hesitation.

In the end, the two of you died as Partners In Crime

#sdra2 x reader #sdra2 #super danganronpa another 2 #teruya otori #nikei yomiuri #yuki maeda #yuri kagarin #hajime makunouchi #syobai hashimoto #shobai hashimoto #mikado sannoji #shinji kasai #danganronpa x reader

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willsimpforanyone · 2 years

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i'm literally BEGGING you for something with magnus chase. fluff or smut, whatever

PLEASE

thank you for being so patient even with the begging lol

i know less about the magnus chase series than the percy jackson series but i shall do my best

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"Hi, er, sorry, do you have a minute?"

I turned away from shelving the book in my hand to see where the question had come from. Apparently it had come from the very attractive blonde just at the end of the shelf.

It took a moment to register that the question was likely directed at me. "Oh, yes, do you need something?"

He looked like he held back a biting remark from the way his jaw tensed. "Yeah, yes, do you have books on the Norse gods? Myths, legends, that shit?"

I scanned his form. The clearly magical pendant hanging round his neck raised an eyebrow, but he didn't seem to be aggressive and I could hold my own if I needed to.

"Yes, right this way, follow me."

I began walking down the winding path to the myth section of the library on the opposite side to where we were.

"So," I began. "Class project or parental research?"

He paused for a moment, taken aback. "Uh, familial research, I suppose. How'd you-"

"You're not my first einherji." I grinned at how I'd caught him off guard.

We wove between the shelves and I started walking faster, taking us the long way round, enjoying how I was clearly confusing him slightly.

He nearly walked into a bookshelf for the third time and huffed. "Look, I'm Magnus, will you take me straight to the myths and avoid the labyrinth path now?"

I laughed, but changed course to go straight to the books he needed. "I didn't need your name, I'm not a fey, but I'll admit I was doing this on purpose." A dozen bookcases later and we were surrounded by old, ornately bound texts. "Anything in particular, or can you handle it on your own?"

Magnus rolled his eyes. "I think I can manage, despite your best efforts."

"Hey, I'm just asking," I grinned. He was cute, sue me for wanting to spend more time around him. "Some of these books are temperamental, don't be surprised if you lose a finger or two."

"Again, I think I can handle it." He was looking at me curiously. There was a sudden urge to remove the small knife hidden in my shoe. I stiffened up.

"Don't do that."

Magnus had the presence of mind to look guilty. "I-I'm sorry, it's just you know a lot more than I expected, I panicked for a sec, I'm sorry."

I took a deep breath. "Understandable, the life of a demigod is fraught with crap like that, huh?"

He let out a laugh. "Understatement of the century, but yeah, basically." He shrugged. "At least now I know you aren't gonna try and kill me, not now anyway."

"Obviously not now," I laughed. "I'd get blood on the books, I'd have to clean them, it would be a nightmare for me."

That got an actual laugh from him and I felt a warm flush on my cheeks. It was a feeling of accomplishment and if I were being honest, I really wanted to hear that sound again.

Sighing, I began to walk away. "Alright, well, if you need me, you'll have to brave the labyrinth because I have books to shelve many miles away."

"Oh, I am a hundred percent sure I'll get lost." He grinned back at me, then paused. "You know my name, oh fey, but I don't know yours."

Now at the end of the bookcase, I looked over my shoulder. "Ask for it then."

Before he could ask, I darted away down an aisle. It only took a moment for footsteps to pound after me.

This should be fun.

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ngl i have no idea what this was but i hope you enjoyed my stream of conciousness lol

#magnus chase #magnus chase imagine #magnus chase x reader #magnus x reader

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grendelsmilf · 10 months

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the amphibia girlies for the send a character thing 🐸

ANNE

First impression: oohhh she's kind of mean. i like that

Impression now: literally one of the greatest most lovable interesting protagonists of a kids' show of all time i love her so much it's unreal

Favorite moment: god that's so hard there are so many great moments to choose from. i guess my ultimate favorite moment is seeing her working at the aquarium. and yes i know that's like the last two minutes of the entire show, but it made me cry so hard ngl

Idea for a story: i'm really interested in how she and sasha grew apart in high school. i think they dated after marcy left, and by the time marcy came back to visit they had already broken up and didn't even tell her, and then sasha got a boyfriend in high school and that was really weird for anne, but she acted like everything was fine bc she didn't wanna seem biphobic lmfao. but they still hung out occasionally. so like, them navigating that kind of awkward dynamic as exes who used to be extremely codependent and are now trying not to be.

Unpopular opinion: i guess my unpopular opinion about anne is that her flaws are important to loving her character and they are what make her so lovable, so trying to erase them or victimize her is missing the point entirely. i guess all of my opinions about anne are unpopular since no one understands her, but still. mainly that.

Favorite relationship: i love all her relationships, but like. sashanne. come on. and her mom <3

Favorite headcanon: i have a lot but here are a few: she minored in film studies. serena williams was her first crush. as she gets older, at least a third of her wardrobe are things that used to belong to her dad.

SASHA

First impression: i guess this wasn't my first impression but pretty immediately i was like "wow her parents must be really terrible."

Impression now: white girl of all time <3

Favorite moment: all of her nervous breakdowns, especially in "barrel's warhammer." she was rly going thru it

Idea for a story: see above, also more about her home life, since we know relatively very little, but i have ideas...

Unpopular opinion: she never did anything truly wrong and even if she did all of her actions are excusable because she is a scared thirteen year old who has never had a positive role model in her life

Favorite relationship: anne duh. she is so obsessed w that girl.

Favorite headcanon: she gets a boyfriend in high school and anne can't stand his ass even tho he is literally so inoffensive and nice to her. she finally understands how sasha felt about sprig.

MARCY

First impression: i would've been such good friends w her as a kid

Impression now: truly my best friend my silly rabbit

Favorite moment: when she's like "of course i remember your names, spring, molly" she's so funny (that was a deliberate joke on her part to be clear. she absolutely knows their names)

Idea for a story: i feel like i kind of know everything about marcy i would like to know, since we do get insight into her adventures in newtopia from her journal. something i think could be nice is just a story about her first week of highschool, how she's afraid that she's not gonna make any friends, and immediately finds a group of likeminded nerds who share her interests and validate her way of thinking about the world. i actually think she'd be really popular in high school, at least among her friend group. not a very good story since there's no real conflict, but yknow. it would be nice

Unpopular opinion: marcy is a character who is best utilized in small doses. she is not the main character, nor should she be. i also wish people would acknowledge her arrogance more, since it's a great character trait but i feel like people don't wanna admit that she has flaws that aren't cute or palatable. even though it's what makes her character good. lol

Favorite relationship: anne!! their friendship reminds me so much of my best friendships from childhood. they're so sweet together :')

Favorite headcanon: her parents made her do so many after school activities. kumon, violin lessons, etc. she was good at them, but she hated it because she knew that anne and sasha were hanging out without her while she was stuck in a little room, practicing.

#ask #anon #character ask meme #frogshowposting

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y2kawaii · 5 days

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3 episodes in: my current thoughts on wandavision & loki

while i haven't had the time to fully finish episode three, i really love this show a lot more than i thought i would at first. through the first episode, i was really hesitant on if this was something i would actually like. but, after watching more of it, i think i can say that this looks like something that's really up my alley.

wanda and vision's relationship through the series (so far) is really wholesome and sweet. it feels almost like a comfort show for me, ngl. it's funny to see how they both try to fit in with the world despite their differences, and also honestly kinda relatable for me in a way. i'm excited to watch how wanda and vision raise their little family together as i get through more of the episodes!

same as wandavision, i'm only three episodes in (given the title of the blog), but as for this one i've actually been able to finish the third episode. i won't put any spoilers in here just for anyone who hasn't watched the show yet, and tbh i hope that y'all who have finished the show entirely will respect me in the same way. however, i will admit that i absolutely love the relationship between loki and sylvie already.

they're such a chaotic duo within, like, one episode of meeting each other. i didn't realize how hard it would be for me to go on about my love for this pair w/o spoilers, so i will suspend myself for now to refrain from such.

i'm curious to know, w/o any spoilers, what's ur fave episode from either of these series?

#y2kawaii #loki #wandavision #marvel #the avengers #avengers #the mcu #mcu #thoughts #blog

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silvfyre-writings · 9 months

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Will you just look at me, please? Pt. 1 (BSD Fanfic)

I apparently don't have enough fics to write, because the plot bunnies would not stop until I wrote this out, so here we go, a fic that is not centred around Ranpoe for a change. It honestly feels weird not to be writing them ngl, but I accept the challenge of writing characters I haven't written before. Besides, ranpoe's in this universe anyway sooooo, like, I'm happy!

Anyways, I hope you enjoy this fic and the future chapters (I say six to be generous, but it will probably be shorter depending on how the plot bunnies go).

And don't be afraid to tell me what you all think!

Atsushi had made the decision to go to university, not only to accomplish something he could be proud of—because graduating high school was an expectation, but graduating university was an accomplishment—but also so he could help people. He’d made the decision late into his third year to apply to university, originally having no such plans of doing so. His intention had been to… well, he hadn’t known at the time, far too focused on his schoolwork to really think about his future. But one of his teachers had mentioned how he’d be suited to the kind of work that helped people, telling him that because Atsushi had enough empathy to fill the oceans of the world, he could do some serious good if he really wanted to.

At first, he hadn’t believed his teacher, because, really? Him? Helping people? He just couldn’t imagine it. He was the poor abused orphan that everyone took pity on and left alone in fear of catching his trauma, like it was some contagious disease he was trying to spread around. The part of Atsushi, the one that was just so tired of being treated differently, found it hilarious in that strange, dark humour kind of way, and there had been a few times where he’d coughed in a classmates direction just to watch them frantically try and get away from him.

Yeah, Atsushi didn’t have many friends in school.

But after giving it some thought, and talking to his teacher again, Atsushi had started to seriously consider it, even going so far as to ask for application forms, forms that had sat at the bottom of his bag for two weeks before he’d finally pulled them out to read them. And then another week passed before he finally felt like he had the courage to fill them in, and then it had been another week before he’d sent the forms off. He felt pretty proud of himself after doing that, treating himself to a pork bun after he’d done so.

And then, against all odds, Atsushi had been accepted, had been given a scholarship even, and—and—

He’d cried.

He wasn’t afraid to admit it either, and had even cried for a second time when he’d gone to tell his teacher the good news, thanking the man over and over for believing in him this whole time, both excited and terrified that for that something had gone right for once in his life. To the man’s credit, Atsushi’s teacher had stood there and listened to him babble for what felt like hours, but really, was just the entirety of lunch. And once Atsushi had stopped talking, the man had placed his hand on his shoulder and smiled at him.

“I’m proud of you, Nakajima. You worked hard.”

And for the third time in two days, Atsushi cried.

So, Atsushi had started his university life, expecting it to be pretty much the same as his high school life; hours spent studying, and no friends to hang out with, because that was just how Atsushi had always lived his life, and that was just fine by him—not really, he was a little lonely actually—because he’d always enjoyed the peace and quiet that it brought him.

What he hadn’t expected to happen, was for him to fall head over heels for the most attractive man he’d ever seen in his life.

“Here.” A pale hand held out the last of the books that Atsushi had dropped when he’d fallen to the ground, yet instead of taking them like any sane, normal person would, Atsushi continued to stare into the face of the man that had accidentally tripped him up, heart pounding with anxiety, and cheeks filling with an embarrassingly familiar heat that he really, really, hoped wasn’t visible on his face right now. Because the last thing Atsushi wanted was this stranger, this gorgeous and attractive man, to think he was some kind of weirdo that fell in love with the first person that looked his way. Because he wasn’t like that, not in the slightest.

He was gay, not desperate.

Atsushi realized that he hadn’t said anything when the stranger blinked, brow furrowing in what he thought to be annoyance, and just like that, Atsushi’s mind caught up to the present and he scrambled to his feet, snatching his books back. “Oh, um, thank you. S—Sorry, I didn’t mean to, um, run into y—you.” Great job Atsushi. He scolded himself as he fumbled over his words. He totally thinks your weird now.

“It’s fine.” The other man, who must’ve been a student because he didn’t look old enough to be a teacher, shrugged and turned on his heel. “Keep your eyes on the horizon next time.”

Only if you’re the sun on that horizon. Atsushi thought before he could help himself, and then immediately felt like crying, because why was that his first thought? Was he really going to be that person that fell head over heels for a stranger that had said no more than two sentences to him? Apparently so, because as the fellow student walked away, Atsushi couldn’t tear his eyes away, wanting to do nothing more than chase after this man and actually talk to him.

But he didn’t, he just continued to stare helplessly as the stranger disappeared from view.

Mostly because he was a coward, but also because he was late to class.

For the rest of the day, Atsushi had been unable to get his mind to stop focusing on the stranger that had helped him, and instead spent the entirety of his class daydreaming about skin that was paler than his own, the black hair that was tipped in white, eyes gray but sharp, and the distinct lack of eyebrows around those eyes which was what had caught Atsushi’s eye in the first place. And sure, the eyebrows had been what caught his attention, but they weren’t what had kept it; no, that was the man’s figure, because the clothes he’d been wearing screamed that this mystery student had money, and they were tailored to fit his form in all the right places. And while Atsushi was a firm believer in getting to know someone first before pursuing any kind of relationship—not that he actually knew anything about that—it didn’t mean he couldn’t appreciate someone that looked as good as this man had.

Ugh, if only I’d gotten his name! I’m never going to see him again now!

The bell rang before he knew it, and Atsushi remained in his seat, blinking like an idiot because where had the time gone? He’d only just arrived after all, there should’ve been plenty of time, plenty to learn, because it was only the second week of university and already, Atsushi was drowning in assignments and notes. Seriously, his high school teachers had always said that university was much harder than high school, but he and his classmates had thought they were joking; which was easy to do when you went to a high school such as the one Atsushi had attended, where the teachers had mostly let them do whatever they wanted until exam time had come around and then it was all about cramming, and studying, and applying to universities.

But that was nothing compared to the workload his university professors had given him already.

And they were just two weeks into the academic year. How the hell was he supposed to survive the rest of the semester if he was already suffering now? The only consolation he had was that, during the first week of classes, the professors’ had assigned each of them a senior student to help them get settled in; a decision made after too many first years had dropped out after finding they were unable to cope with the workload. It was also a ploy to get new students who might not have had many friends in high school, to make at least one friend for their university life. And honestly, Atsushi appreciated it immensely, because the senior student he’d been assigned to was apparently the top of his class, but he also questioned what he’d done in his previous life to be saddled with the person that was Dazai Osamu.

It wasn’t that Dazai was a bad person, it was just that he could be a bit… much at times. There was no denying that the older student was a genius; the first time that he and Atsushi had met, Dazai had, in lieu of greeting him like a normal person, analysed Atsushi and his reasonings for choosing to study psychology almost as if Atsushi had handed him a piece of paper with the information on it. And that had just been the beginning. Because Dazai was as mysterious as he was smart, and there was something about him that drew Atsushi close—and no, it wasn’t because Dazai was attractive. Well, he was, but that wasn’t the point. There was just something intriguing about learning from a man that already had experience in the psychology field, even though it had been from the side of a patient; that was what Atsushi had heard at least, a few of his classmates pitying him once they’d found out he’d been assigned to Dazai.

“Wow, you’ve got Dazai? Good luck. Rumour’s say that if you take your eyes off him, he’ll find the nearest roof and try to nosedive off it!”

Atsushi had taken those words with a grain of salt, because rumour’s were rumour’s and he’d been through his fair share of them throughout his entire school life. None of them had been completely true of course, but rumour’s were always born from a twisted truth, so there was something correct in them, it was just a matter of what. He’d learnt very quickly that once upon a time, Dazai would’ve been more than happy to throw himself off a building and die, but he’d also reassured Atsushi—because Atsushi couldn’t help but ask, despite how rude it was—that that was in the past and he was doing better; supposedly, Dazai’s own reasonings for studying psychology were not only to better understand his own mind, but to help others going through the same urges he once had, overcome them.

And Atsushi found that admirable.

He just wished that Dazai had a… nicer personality, to put it simply.

“Oh, Atsushi, what I wouldn’t give to be you right now; a young and fresh university student crushing hard on someone he couldn’t even speak a proper sentence to. How cute!” Dazai clapped his hands together as he invaded Atsushi’s personal space, getting far too close to the point where he had to lean backwards to avoid the older student. It was just a little bit unnerving, especially when Dazai was staring at him so intensely and probably seeing deep into his soul, as Atsushi had learnt very quickly, Dazai was very good at doing.

“I regret even telling you in the first place.” Atsushi huffed and raised a hand to push at Dazai’s chest until the other finally leaned away from him. Really, he didn’t understand why he kept hanging around Dazai when they were polar opposites of each other. “Besides, I am not crushing on him. I merely asked you if you knew who he was. Nowhere in that question did I ever mention a crush.”

Dazai let out a sigh and flopped to the ground with his hands coming to act as a pillow for his head. “Now, now, Atsushi, you should know by now that you can’t hide things from me, let alone the wonderful aspect of humanity that is feelings.” Dazai paused to roll onto his stomach, throwing Atsushi a grin that had him fearing for what was about to come. “And what I see in front of me is a lovestruck boy, desperate to find out who it was he ran into this morning so that he can find him and hopefully get a date out of it.”

Atsushi wanted to be mad, he really did, but Dazai was correct as usual. Well, mostly correct, because he did want to know the mysterious student’s name, and would like to talk to him again—if only to apologize for running into him again—but there was no way he wanted a date… or did he? Atsushi groaned and folded in half with his face hidden in his hands, not ready to even try and deal with whatever feelings he was feeling right now; he could barely figure out regular human emotions, let alone love. “Just tell me if you know who he is or not.”

“I know who he is.”

Great, now can you tell me?. “And…?”

“I’m not telling.” Dazai’s grin widened as Atsushi’s head flew up to glare at him. “Ooo, careful there, Atsushi, wouldn’t want to break a bone moving so fast.”

“I hate you so much.” Atsushi let out another groan. He really was regretting even mentioning that morning’s incident to Dazai in the first place; the only reason he had in the first place, was because Dazai somehow knew everyone at the university, whether it be teacher or student. It was both scary and impressive.

“And yet.” Dazai rolled across the ground until he bumped into Atsushi’s knee and looked up at him. “You continue to hang out with me rather than befriend the people in your year. So how much do you hate me, really?”

Atsushi sighed, and rather than answer Dazai’s ridiculous question, he pulled out his textbooks and placed them heavily on the grass. “Okay, don’t tell me then, but please help me understand the class I just missed before I fail.”

“Atsushi, relax, you won’t fail, so stop stressing.” Dazai pulled one of the textbooks towards himself, along with the folder that contained his rubric for the semester. “You’re still learning about how people use their brains to process information and stuff; it’s easy stuff, so not paying attention in one class won’t kill you.”

“Yeah, but my professor might.”

“I highly doubt that, but I’ll help you either way, so pay attention.”

Another week passed before Atsushi ran into the mysterious student again, and this time, it wasn’t because he’d collided with the man; this time it was much worse. Well, by Atsushi’s standards it was worse, but by anyone else’s, it was probably was… also worse still. Because the previous week, when he’d run into the stranger, it’d been a mutual run-in, where in their haste to get their classes, they hadn’t been watching where they were going. But this week… this week, Atsushi had tripped down the stairs after missing a step and essentially tackled the poor man to the ground.

And only because Atsushi apparently had the worst luck imaginable, did he crack his skull against the ground and knock himself out.

When he awoke, he found himself in the nearby hospital, with the mysterious student sitting beside his bedside, look rather unimpressed with the current situation—not that Atsushi could really blame him because if he’d essentially been tackled to the ground, he’d probably be a little upset too—with his arms crossed and eyes closed. He couldn’t immediately tell if the stranger was sleeping, but he didn’t have to wait long to find out, because the stranger’s eyes opened the moment that Atsushi shifted in the bed; glaring straight at him.

Oh no. Atsushi recognized the look on the man’s face as someone who was seriously pissed off, and he was quick to duck his head to avoid eye contact, hands clutching the blanket pooled in his lap so tight his knuckles began to turn white. He could feel those gray eyes burning a hole straight through his skull, and really, really wished that the ground would open up and swallow him whole, because of course he managed to piss off a complete stranger just by existing. “I’m sorry.”

The stranger scoffed, and the scrape of a chair against the floor told him that the man had stood up. “Instead of being sorry, how about you watch where you’re god damn going, like the last time I told you?”

Atsushi’s cheeks burned from embarrassment, especially when he realized that this stranger—this stranger that he most certainly wasn’t crushing on—had come with him to the hospital and wasted however many hours it’d been, just sitting with him whilst he’d been unconscious. “I’m sorry.”

“Stop saying you’re sorry. Anyway, now that you’re awake, I can take my leave and go back to my classes. Since you decided to forget how to walk and tried to kill the both of us, I’ve missed half of them.”

“I didn’t try to kill the both of us.” Atsushi lifted his head and returned the strangers glare with one of his own, very much annoyed that this person he still didn’t know the name of, was trying to pin the blame entirely on him. It wasn’t like he’d asked to trip down the stairs after all. You may be attractive, you may be handsome, and I may be crushing on you just the tiniest bit, but you have the worst personality ever.

The stranger rolled his eyes. “Yeah, right.” And just as quickly as their first interaction had been over, their second one ended in much the same way, with the man walking off and leaving Atsushi on his lonesome. Atsushi watched him go, and waited to be sure that the man was out of earshot before he let out a groan and collapsed back against the bed, his heart threatening to leap out of chest, and for once, it wasn’t from anxiety.

What did I do to deserve this?

Thankfully, Atsushi’s stay at the hospital turned out to be a brief one, because somehow he’d managed to escape a serious concussion despite knocking himself out. He did get a lecture from the doctor about being more careful, and to slow down around stairs, but after that he was discharged with instructions to rest for the remainder of the day, and told to return if he suddenly felt unwell. Atsushi nodded, fully intending to go back to his dorm room and not leave it until the morning at least, but he was going to make a quick pitstop by his professor’s office to ask—beg actually—for the notes on the lessons he’d missed.

And then resort to begging Dazai for help in understanding the lesson’s he’d missed.

Thankfully, again, his professor was understanding on the matter, even as Atsushi bowed and held out the medical note to prove that he was in fact, not lying about being at the hospital, and soon enough he had the notes on hand. Now all he had to do was find Dazai, and that wasn’t going to be fun, only because Dazai had about fifty different places he liked to hang out at whenever he wasn’t in class, and he never gave any sort of idea about which one he would be at. But there was something in the back of his mind, suggesting to him that his mentor would be at the tree that they’d been under yesterday.

And sure enough, as he approached the tree, he spotted Dazai leaning against the trunk of it, only…

He wasn’t alone.

Now, Atsushi was aware that Dazai had friends of his own, because they’d popped up in conversation occasionally, but he’d never actually met them before, and he wasn’t overly inclined to meet them either, because what if they were like Dazai? What is they were worse? Well, actually, they probably couldn’t be worse than Dazai, but they had to be a little strange at least if they willingly put up with Dazai and his shenanigans.

“Atsushi! Did you enjoy your free ride to the hospital this morning?” Dazai called out the moment he spotted him, waving him over with a lazy hand. His mentor grinned, and Atsushi just sighed; might as well get the teasing out of the way in the beginning.

“Oh, is this the kid that fell down the stairs this morning?” The only female of the trio turned her attention towards Atsushi with concern in her gaze, but also intense as she studied him. “You look pretty good for a kid that cracked his head open.”

“I got lucky—” Atsushi began to say before he was interrupted.

“He had a wonderful pillow to cushion his fall, thankfully.” Dazai leaned forward to rest his chin on his knees, that grin of his somehow growing even wider—the alarm bells were ringing immediately in Atsushi’s mind.

“Oh, that Akutagawa kid?” The other man, a serious looking guy who hadn’t even looked up from whatever it was that he was working on the entire time since the conversation began.

“Makes sense then, why he looked ready to murder when I saw him earlier. Although why was Akutagawa in the psychology building anyway, he studies forensic science, doesn’t he?” The woman questioned, but in that moment, all Atsushi could focus on was the fact that he now had a name of this mysterious stranger he’d had the unfortunate luck of running into, not once, but twice. And not only a name, but also what Akutagawa studied.

His luck had turned. Finally.

“Dammit, Kunikida, Yosano, you ruined my fun!” Dazai whined.

“What fun? Tormenting the poor boy by refusing to tell him the identity of who it is he’s crushing on?” Kunikida finally looked up to glare at Dazai. “You really are a horrible person at times.”

Atsushi froze, a meek smile on his face. “I’m not crushing on this… Akutagawa person. I was just curious as to who he was.”

“Oh hon.” Yosano gave him a look that could only be one of sympathy. “It’s kind of obvious that you’ve got some sort of feelings for him, even if they are minor.”

“Killjoy’s, all of you. It was so fun to watch him try and deny that he had a schoolgirl crush.” Dazai whined again whilst for the second time that day, Atsushi wished for the ground to open up and swallow him whole again.

This time, Kunikida leaned over to whack Dazai, eliciting another whine from the man, and a chuckle from Yosano. “You’re a sadist. An asshole, literally the worst person.”

“And yet you decided to befriend me, so does that make you a masochist, Kunikida?”

Kunikida let out a yell and threw himself at Dazai, the two friends—were they actually friends or acquaintances? Atsushi couldn’t tell at this point—beginning to wrestle.

“Don’t mind them.” Yosano sighed and patted the ground next to her, and Atsushi gratefully sank down next to her, drawing his knees to his chest so that he could rest his face against them. He felt a hand brush through his hair, fingers gently touching the bandage still wrapped around his head. “What’d the doctors say?”

“Huh?” Atsushi tilted his face to look at the woman, confused for just a moment before his brain registered what he’d been asked. “Oh, uh, they just told me to rest for the day. And to come back if I felt sick suddenly. Why?”

“Oh, no reason in particular. I’m a medical student, that’s all, so I like to hear about patient interactions with doctors. So many patients have bad interactions with doctors, so I want to do my best to avoid that. I want people to come to me for help, not be too scared to ask for it.” Yosano explained, a smile on her face as she spoke about her chosen course; until—

“Don’t fall for it, Atsushi, Yosano’s a sadist at heart.” Dazai said as he threw an arm around Atsushi’s shoulder’s. A quick glance showed Kunikida, in the midst of straightening his clothes out, nodding in response to Dazai’s words. “Just ask any of her classmates about what happened during their last dissection.”

“Dazai Osamu, if you say another word, it’s you who I will be dissecting next.”

“I’ll allow it, only if you make it painless. Dissection sounds like a fun way to go, don’t you think, Atsushi?”

Just what kind of people has Dazai befriended? Atsushi’s eye twitched uneasily, and he inched away ever so slowly. “I don’t think it would be…?”

“Just say no, lad, it’s the easiest thing you can do.” Kunikida picked up the papers he’d discarded earlier, neatening, and returning them to the proper order of which they’d been in before Dazai had decided to be a nuisance. “Anyway, Atsushi, was it?”

Atsushi nodded.

“I doubt you came all this way just to hang out with Dazai when you are supposed to be resting, so is there something we can help you with?” Kunikida asked, glancing up from his papers to watch him carefully.

And just like that, Atsushi remembered the whole reason why he’d even approached Dazai in the first place. “Oh, right, Dazai, I need your help to understand the lessons I missed today if you have the time to spare.”

Dazai pulled away from Atsushi to take the papers and look over them, eyes scanning the notes quickly. Before long, the older student was nodding his head. “I can help. Not today, I have class this afternoon, but tomorrow at lunch I’ll have some time.”

“Thank you, Dazai.” Atsushi sighed in relief, and took the papers back, holding them close to him. He’d been just a little worried about what would’ve happened if Dazai hadn’t been able to help him, because if his mentor couldn’t help him, then that meant he would’ve had to go his professor—or even his classmates—and ask for help. And that wasn’t happening, not after his accident that morning; it wasn’t that his classmates were mean or anything, it was just that… Atsushi really didn’t know how to interact with people well, which often led to many a failed conversation, the air filled with anxiety and awkwardness.

His mentor waved his hand. “Stop stressing so much, Atsushi, or you’ll go even more gray than you already are. I’ll see you here tomorrow.”

Atsushi nodded. “Tomorrow.”

When Dazai had told him to meet him at the same tree at the same time, it really shouldn’t have come as a surprise when he showed up, only to find that Dazai was not alone; Yosano and Kunikida were also there, along with someone else that Atsushi thought felt familiar, but he couldn’t place a name to the face. Why did I expect it to be just us? Atsushi thought as he stopped dead in his tracks, not really wanting to hang out with the strange group again—really, once had been more than enough to last him a lifetime. But he forced himself to take another step, and another, because stronger than his desire to run away and study alone, was his desire to pass his classes, and that required Dazai’s help. There was no point in Atsushi trying to teach himself material he didn’t have the slightest understand of; it’d just be a waste of time that could be better spent actually getting help from someone who did understand the material.

The first to notice Atsushi’s approach was Yosano, the medical student smiling and waving at him, which caught the attention of Kunikida and Dazai in an instant, and the familiar stranger didn’t react at all, just continued to lay with his head pressed against Yosano’s leg. Her boyfriend, perhaps?

“Atsushi! Glad you could join us!” Dazai grinned and patted the ground beside him a few times. “I hope you brought your lunch with you, because you get the wonderful experience of eating lunch with us today!”

“Dazai, I thought you were going to help me study?” Atsushi asked, even as he sat on the ground and placed his bag in front of him.

“We do group study sessions on Wednesday’s since all our lunch breaks align.” Yosano explained, her own textbooks in front of her. “Even though we all study different courses, it helps to have an outsider’s perspective sometimes when we find ourselves stuck.”

“Oh.” Was all Atsushi said. It certainly wasn’t a study method he’d heard of before—but then again, he’d only been a student for two weeks, whereas Dazai and his friends had been studying for a couple of years now—but he could see the appeal behind it, especially since they were all friends trying to help each other.

It made Atsushi wish he’d tried harder to befriend other students during orientation week.

“Come on, Atsushi, hurry up and get your books out.” Dazai whined, throwing himself back against the grass. “I’m sacrificing my precious time here.”

Atsushi opened his mouth to apologize, only to be interrupted by the one person in the group he didn’t yet know the name of, the man scoffing. “As if any of your time is precious, Dazai, when you spend it doing absolutely nothing.”

“As if you’re one to talk, Ranpo.” Dazai returned Ranpo’s scoff with one of his own. “Have you even picked up a textbook since you started studying?”

“I don’t need to.” Came the retort, before Ranpo rolled away from them. Atsushi found himself blinking, a little shocked and surprised at how blunt Ranpo was towards Dazai; his mentor’s other friends seemed so nice compared to this person.

“Don’t mind, Ranpo.” Yosano said, a fond smile on her face.. “He’s a bit grumpy when he isn’t feeling well.”

“I feel fine!”

It was Kunikida’s turn to scoff, although it was more like a harsh puff of air escaping his nose. “That’s hard to believe considering you just told us how much the world was spinning before. Why did you even come in today if you still felt bad?”

“I wanted to see Edgar, but he’s in class until this afternoon.” Ranpo whined. “And Fukuzawa was only available to give me a lift this morning, and I’m not nearly stupid enough to subject myself to the trains.”

Edgar? Is that another friend?

“Edgar is Ranpo’s boyfriend. His American boyfriend to be exact.” Dazai said, causing Atsushi to realize that he’d actually spoken his thoughts aloud instead of keeping them to himself like he’d intended to. But, at least he had an answer to his unexpected question.

“Dazai, I will frame you murder, don’t test me.” Ranpo looked over his shoulder, eyes opened just enough to be noticeable, and glared at Dazai.

“Ranpo studies law.” Dazai carried on without a care in the world, as if he hadn’t even heard Ranpo’s words to begin with. “And Kunikida is going to become a teacher. If he doesn’t give himself an aneurysm first.”

“I’m starting to believe that the only reason that would happen, Dazai, is because of you.” Atsushi deadpanned, eliciting a snort from Yosano, a smirk from Kunikida, and a singular laugh from Ranpo.

Dazai sputtered, face looking surprised for just a second before it disappeared, replaced with his usual teasing look. “Atsushi, you wound me! After everything I’ve done for you, too!”

“I’ll apologize if you help me study.” Atsushi said, emptying his textbooks and notes onto the ground in front of him. “You know, like you said you would.”

“Atsushi drives a hard bargain, but… okay. You better be ready to apologize once I teach you everything you need to know.”

“Good work, Atsushi.” Dazai patted Atsushi on the back, eyes running over the ‘test’ that he’d been given by his mentor; the test was nothing but a few quickly thought up questions on the material they’d covered, and Atsushi had managed to get each and every one correct.

He couldn’t help but straighten up from his formerly hunched position, mouth twitching upwards into a pleased look. If there was one thing that Atsushi was a sucker for, it was praise, and it didn’t matter who it came from, it always left him feeling warm and proud, because it felt like he’d actually succeeded in something for once in his life. And for once, Atsushi felt like he might actually be able to actually survive university life.

“Is that all you needed help with? Or is there something else you aren’t sure about?” Dazai asked when Atsushi didn’t respond.

Atsushi shook his head. “That’s all, thank you, Dazai.”

“Great!” Dazai threw his textbook onto the ground and leaned over, his face inches away from Atsushi’s own, and suddenly, he was thrown back to a few days ago, when Dazai had done a similar thing without any warning. And just like a few days ago, Dazai wore a grin on his face that promised nothing good. “So now that we’ve finished with that, how’s your little crush on Akutagawa going?”

I should’ve just studied on my own. Atsushi let out a groan and dropped his head to his hands, his face beginning to burn from embarrassment. “Why couldn’t life have given me a different mentor?”

“Ah, so not well, I see.”

“Dazai, how many times do we have to tell you to stop tormenting poor Atsushi?” Yosano scolded, the medical student glanced up from her own notes to give her friend a withering stare. “So what if he has a crush?”

“So what? Yosano, it’s all the what’s in the world!”

“Huh?” Ranpo, having finally dragged himself upright despite looking like he’d keel over any second, tilted his head. “What are you even on about, Dazai?”

“Oh, that’s right, Ranpo, you weren’t here to witness it—”

“You didn’t witness it either, you idiot.” Kunikida grumbled.

“—rude, Kunikida, I was there in spirit! But anyways, young Atsushi here, ran into our dear Akutagawa—”

This time, Yosano interrupted Dazai’s speech, “He’s not our dear anything, Dazai.”

“—will the two of you stop interrupting me so I can tell Ranpo what he missed—”

“Don’t need to.” Ranpo said, his eyes flicking open. “I already figured it out.”

At the law student’s words, Atsushi raised his head, more curious than embarrassed now. “Really? What did you figure out?”

Ranpo opened his mouth, only to slam it shut when all three of his friends turned to look at him; he puffed out his cheeks in a child-like manner and turned his head, grumbling under his breath. “That you were the kid that cracked his head open on the stairs yesterday, taking out another student in the process.

“Oh.” Atsushi wilted. “Yeah, that was me.”

“I also figured out that that wasn’t the first time you ran into Akutagawa, but the two situations were rather similar.” Ranpo continued to say, his head swivelling back towards the rest of the group. “And I also figured out that you most certainly have a crush on Akutagawa despite not knowing anything about him, because you think he’s attractive and whatever else you noticed about him, but you don’t want to admit it because admitting you have a crush means you have romantic feelings and you can’t decide what’s worse; having romantic feelings for a total stranger, or having romantic feelings for a man—which is stupid—”

“Ranpo, not everyone’s as comfortable, or open, with their sexuality as you are.” Yosano threw an arm around Ranpo’s shoulder’s to cover her friends mouth with one hand and effectively cut him off from whatever it was he’d been about to say. Not that Ranpo didn’t continue to try and talk, muffled words coming from behind the hand, but they weren’t distinguishable by any means.

“Is he…” Atsushi couldn’t help but point at Ranpo, trailing off from what he’d been about to ask, because he was both fascinated and horrified with how Ranpo had just spouted off all this information—that was correct mind you—without taking a single breath, and also without having actually witnessed either event in person.

“Always like this?” Kunikida asked, and when Atsushi nodded, he continued. “Yes, you’ll learn very quickly that you can’t keep secrets from Ranpo, because he’ll just figure them out in an instant.”

“Ugh, we’re getting off track! We’re not talking about Ranpo’s freaky deduction skills, we’re talking about Atsushi and his schoolgirl crush!”

Atsushi sighed. “How many times do I have to say I don’t have a crush, Dazai?” He’d long given up at this point in trying to get Dazai to stop bringing it up; he knew that Dazai was just trying to get a reaction out of him.

And unfortunately, it kept working.

“Are you sure it’s not you that has a crush on Akutagawa, since you keep bringing him up?” Yosano raised an eyebrow.

The look Dazai gave them was one of absolute disgust. “As if I’d ever have a crush on Akutagawa of all people. I have standards thank you very much.”

From the look that Dazai’s friends gave him, it was clear to Atsushi that none of them agreed with that last statement in the slightest. Dazai grumbled something under his breath before he clapped his hands together, throwing a smile back onto his face in an instant. “Right well, anyways, I have a plan!”

“A plan?” Atsushi echoed. “For what?”

Dazai’s grin grew wider. “To get you and Akutagawa together of course!”

What?

#bsd #bungo stray dogs #bsd fanfic #sskk #atsushi nakajima #akutagawa ryuunosuke #dazai osamu #getting together #romance #pining #writing #fanfiction

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The DL kids on Empires

I think this is the third or fourth “last post” about these fuckers, but like I grow attached alright

So I was actually planning on leaving them be for a while, mostly cause Double life ended months ago and there’s only so much you can do with them, but then an ask brought up that Jassy, the SmallEtho kid, would technically be the older sister of Hermes and boy did that open a world of possibilities

So if you don’t know these children by now, here’s a link to the first post which has a lot of other links at the bottom of it, or just check my blog

So at the end of Logbook, the short fic I wrote from this universe, it was implied that the kids found a rift similar to the one in Grian’s base. I did this because I couldn’t think of any other way to end the fricking fic

But let’s keep going with that, the kids are on Empires. I also imagine they go through before the Hermits, purely to make it easier and less messy for me

But when they enter the server, they get transported to different areas just like the Hermits, and they’re all separated and have no way to contact each other so some things goes wrong

This will also include the Empires designs of the kids, just for funsies, and it will all be made with Hero Forge because as my motto goes, I can’t draw

Liana no last name given

(Parrot pal what happened to you 😭. Probably the only one of the kids to get less slutty on empires than she was before. Traded in her colorful clothes made from rich fabrics, for more dull and comfy clothes. Also she has a wedding ring now)

Spawned above Gobland, in the middle of a fucking snowstorm. Took her five days to get off the mountain and an additional day to find Goblands entrance, so she had a severe case of frost bite and hypothermia. It’s a miracle she came out of the experience with only one foot lost

Stayed in Sanctuary at first because no way in hell she’s gonna live underground, but she moved to the Ancient Capital when she started studying the rift

Pixl has the most books and ancient texts out of anyone on the server, so she gets to read as much as she wants in exchange for assisting him from time to time

She wears a monocle because one too many head traumas leading to bad eyesight in that eye

Liana desperately wants to leave the Empires Server, not just because the one thing she’s good at (selling and swindling) is a useless skill when everything is bought through carefully calculated trades, but also because of the divide it brought upon them, with everyone being spread out across the server and barely seeing each other

(Also she wants to find Hermitcraft because if Joel, Jimmy, and Scott are alive then her dads must be there. It’s a selfish reason but she’s never admit it to being the truth)

She does like the Elytras though, her bird brain gets happy to fly and she does that more than what is probably necessary. Also it’s difficult for her to walk, so yeah

In her pursuit to find the answer to the rift’s mystery, she grows kind of distant from the others, but excuses it with the ends justifying the means

So yeah. Scammer girl needs a nap because she strugglin

Wes Double-SV

(I love making Wes because he’s just a fricking beast, tall broad and strong, but I also know that if he failed at a task he would just start crying. Gentle Giant more like fragile giant. But also my boy kinda thicc tho ngl)

Wes would spawn close to Animalia, and would probably be scared shitless out of the wandering foxes and frogs. And by Lizzie and her freaky mask face with the empty eyes

He would also stay in Sanctuary at first, but would quickly be put off by Sausage. The overly friendly nature by a total stranger just doesn’t sit right with him, also he’s terrified of his dog (It’s what happens when you watch your dads’ corpses get ripped to shreds by a bunch of feral dogs)

Wes would instead find a place in Gobland, an underground city based around mining and machinery. He’s always been more of an underground person, dating Jekiv and all who can’t really go in sunlight, plus mining was an easy way to pass the time on Double Life

Built a railway tunnel to The Evermoore the minute he joined Gobland too, for easy access to Jekiv. He’s a sap

Still nervous around most of the emperors, but he’s grown fond of fWhip, and he’s used to the Double Life emperors, otherwise he’d rather they stay back

Gertrude

(Girl’s so special she getting two designs. This is the first time Gert is not wearing her sunglasses over her eyes actually, so Gertrude eye reveal whoop whoop. Honestly I love making Gert designs, because while she’s got a lot of butch energy, she’s a femme at heart)

Gertrude spawned in Glimmer Grove, and froze solid at the sight of the castle from her childhood dreams. This made her an easy target to Katherine, who jus saw a big hulking figure with wolf ears and went on the attack. They cleared that up pretty quickly

Katherine, feeling bad about literally trying to murder her, offered Gertrude a place to stay in her Empire, which is essentially a dream come true for her, especially since it’s princess fairytale + Monster hunting

A problem did quickly rise however, with the whole werewolf thing Gert has got going on

Gertrude couldn’t exactly tell her boss that she was a werewolf since they are considered monsters, but she couldn’t hide it every month either

Hilarity ensues

No but fr the full moons got really exhausting for all of the dl kids since they had to keep Weretrude away from Katherine, but while a werewolf she has no real awareness or idea what’s going on so they have to keep an eight feet, four hundred pound feral wolf from all of the empire area and from killing them. Basically Johnny and Wes, the two most durable of the kids, wrestled her away from the main area, while the other four played distractions to get her to chase them

No one enjoys it

Johnny

(There’s only so many western cowboy ranch outfits alright, so I said fuck it let there be sluttiness. Also the bracelet he’s wearing is a friendship bracelet from Lily, the warden he befriended. She had a similar one made from straw and strands from his hair)

Appeared in the Eversea, and stuck around for a few hours to check the place out before he heard about Tumblr Town, then he immediately took off

Jimmy was not at all prepared to have this fire child who looks like he’s been through actual hell (Because reminder they come from the dl server, where Johnny actually had moss and vines growing on him and looks half dead) hug him so tightly his back almost pops

Johnny was disappointed to say the least that his dad had no memory of him, in fact disappointed doesn’t cover it he was fucking distressed, but he spent an entire week just following Jimmy around when he was doing his chores, explaining everything from his childhood, to Tango, to their Warden Child, to the ranch. He also built a ranch in that period

Jimmy was kinda iffy about it at first, I mean who wouldn’t be, but Johnny is as stubborn as his fathers and refused to leave him be. Turns out Johnny is a great addition to Tumblr Town with his immunity to heat, tendency for hard manual labor, and absolute love for farm work. Plus, the flame bite came in handy, and the creeper explosion resistance

He doesn’t mind the toy jokes that much either, he’s more annoyed by the build pranks he had to take down, especially the ones that disturb the animals

It took him about two weeks to befriend all the wardens in Gobland. fWhip was not thrilled by the process to get there, but he enjoys to not have to worry about Warden attacks since they’re now pretty civil

Also has a horse named Butternut he loves more than his friends

Jassy

(Queen got two designs as well lol. I made her mask a bandana in her first design and a headband in the second, just cuz fun. Also her hair is a pain in the ass because it’s so inconsistent, why did I add that to her character. Also, just like Liana, she has a wedding ring <3)

Jassy appeared right under Stratos, kinda confused by the empty village but realized that there might be someone up in the floating city above her, so she grabbed yeeted up her grappling hook like a true ninja and climbed up

At first the floating city seemed just as abandoned as the town below, until she stumbled upon a young child dressed in a purple toga who was playing with a small sheriff doll that looked a tiny bit familiar

The child seemed fairly calm with her being there, answering any questions she had such as where am I (‘Stratos’) who are you (‘I’m Hermes!’) where are your parents (Daddy Sausage is in Sanctuary and Thunder Daddy is building a few islands away’), and what is that in your hand (‘It’s my sheriff toy! Thunder Daddy made it!)

Jassy guessed that she could probably get more info from this “Thunder Daddy”, so she grabbed Hermes tiny hand to help guide her and jumped from island to island, til she reached the one Hermes was pointing at and oh fuck that’s my dad

Yet somehow the fact that her dad was putting on the persona on an eleven feet tall god didn’t surprise her at all

While Jassy stays in Stratos sometimes, mainly because of her new little brother Hermes but also because it’s nice to see her dad again, she mainly stays in Eversea of all places. She was raised on a boat, what can I say. So when Hermes stays with Sausage, Jassy leaves to be a pirate

Jassy actually gets along surprisingly well with Joey. She’s a bit of a straight man to him, especially during his pursuit of Katherine

Jekiv

(One of my favorite tropes in media is ‘Goth emo character who looks evil but is actually really nice’. Jek is the opposite of that. He dresses in bright pastels and Flowy clothes, but he’s a fucking zombie necromancer dude who can fuck you up so bad. What an icon. Also the reason behind the many skulls, is because he likes to accessorize with skulls, teeth, and brain matter. Skulls just happen to be the only option here lol)

Jekky boy would appear in the Ancient City, and have quite a hard time to explain to Pixl that no, he is not some old king brought back to life and no, he’s not cursed by some ancient artifact he was just born like this. Needless to say Jekiv didn’t stay there for long

No, he’d seek out a more dark and damp place since he’s not too great with sunlight, and this cursed swamp seems like the perfect place! Sure, he was warned that the place might eat his soul, but he’s not even sure if he had a soul, so it should be fine!

Shelby didn’t really mind having the zombie hybrid staying with her, he was able to collect any potions ingredients she needed from the mangrove swamps without much of a risk, plus it was nice to have someone besides tortoise around

That was until Jekiv got interested in the art of necromancy. Necromancy is very common on every server, I mean theres fricking zombies and skeletons everywhere, but to be able to control the dead into doing your bidding is not so common. In fact it’s classified as dark magic and is illegal for witches

Jekiv does not care about that. He likes death, plus he’s the weakest fighter out of all the kids so he gotta have something to protect him, even if that is a zombie army. A bit morbid since he himself is a zombie, but morality and ethicality has never been his thing

Novo

(Between all of my babies, Novo is the one with the most drastic design changes between his first appearance and now. Man started out as looking like an annoying kid, and now looks like an annoying Slut. Girlboss <3. For real though, I am very proud of this Novo design he looks unhinged af and I love him. Out of all the kids, he’s the one I enjoy the look of the most)

Novo appeared in Chromia, and if you know these characters at all then you should know how that went. Novo got one look at Scott, punched him square in the face, spouted some Australia-Scottish curse he invented himself and then stormed off, leaving poor Scottie quite confused

I imagine that the word of the kids would spread over the server quickly, but also that Oli would not hear about it at all, so when he found a tiny elf boy looking through the frankly pathetic storage system he had in his tent he would be quite stun shocked

Still, Novo has flair, drama, and a very threatening aura, so he’s allowed to stay

Novo is absolutely not a singer however. As I’ve said before you can barely understand the lad because of his Frankenstein accent, and even if you did know what he was singing he’s very off key. Can’t play any instruments either, and is too impatient to learn any

So, he takes to the second part of being a Bard

Okay not that part, he’s in a happy monogamous relationship thank you very much. No the other second part

Singing and playing loudly while following someone around til they actually pay you to stop

Never speaks with Scott after the first day, and all the other dl kids feel that it isn’t there place to tell him what’s going on, so all Scott knows about Novo is that he’s apparently his son and that he flat out despises him. He’s tried to form some sort of relationship with him, but Novo is both stubborn and spiteful and does in fact bite, to no one’s surprise

Tries to serenade Gertrude to the best of his ability, and even though it sounds dreadful (especially to her and her fucking insane dog hearing) she appreciates the attempts

Other small notes:

Gertrude does not like Chromia, because she’s got dog color blindness and the place centers around colors. The place makes her feel inferior :(

Jassy and Liana had a second more “official” wedding on Empires, with clothes designed by Katherine and a ceremony officiated by Pixl. Joel walked Jassy down the aisle

The kids have a lot of leftover mental scars from the dl server, including the fact that they tend to forget that food is once again accessible to them, so they can eat stuff again and not just repeatedly starve themselves

Joey believes Jekiv to be some sort of skeleton creature. He’s not, but he’s clad in a lot on bones and his skin is mauled to the point where bones are sticking out. Jekiv doesn’t visit The Eversea

I would tell y’all how it would go with the kids when the hermits came to Empires, but I kinda wanna see how that arc ends before I plan any storyline out

I do have Hermitcraft designs already created though

Actually they were made before these designs

Anyways baiiiiiii

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