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New Year, New Me [wri0thesley's OC Lucas x Reader]

Title: New Year, New Me [wri0thesley's OC Lucas x Reader]

Synopsis: It's your second New Year's with Lucas. Whiskey is on his breath, apple juice on yours. Musings for the upcoming second year of your new life.

Word count: 1635

notes: Lucas is @wri0thesley's OC. Yandere, kidnapped reader, cannibalism, mentions of death (not reader); abusive relationship, degradation and patronizing behavior

Your first New Year’s Eve with Lucas had been nothing much at all. Not that you wanted it to be anything more than that. He’d only given you a kiss on the forehead--and frowned when you flinched--and wished you a happy new year before putting you to bed early, on account of all your trembling making it clear that you weren’t feeling good.

But it had only been two months since he’d taken you to the cabin; since your friends were butchered in front of you at an ill-chosen campsite. Since you knelt in the blood and gore of your best friend’s mangled body and Lucas found you, sobbing and weeping and begging incoherently for your own life, and decided to take pity on you.

Decided to take you.

Yet now it’s New Year’s Eve, again. And things are different. You’ve trained yourself not to tremble, at least when he’s around. You’ve practiced saying his name without a crack in your voice, learned to breathe through your mouth every morning to ground your body and mind enough to get through the day without shaking like a leaf. Learned not to jump out of your skin when he presses himself against your back and insists on helping you wash your hands or do the dishes.

You’ve learned to be good. Good for Lucas, which is good for you.

Lucas is more patient with you, now that you’ve learned how to behave around him. More prone to asking you what you like and what you want, and sometimes even granting it. That’s why you have a few books that you personally enjoy, and not just the leftovers from people whose names you’ll never know. It’s why you’re allowed supervised access to the kitchen, why Lucas even procured a few ingredients he’d been forced to special order at the grocery store, so you can make a home version of takeout. Even if his face turned a few shades of red at the spice, and he’d politely declined to eat any more.

He wasn’t mad, though. He just laughed at your silly taste buds and reminded you that the ingredients were hard to order, So don’t go spectin’ this all the time, now.

And so, this year is different.

This year--a few days ago, to be exact--he asked if there was anything special you wanted to do for New Year’s Eve. You’d only bit your lip in thoughtful concern and he ruffled your hair and told you to think about it for a bit, sweetheart, and you did.

One, you really wanted to listen to a certain record, if he didn’t mind. It was a record you remember your grandma playing all the time, back when you used to spend holidays at her house. Lucas just happened to have the same one. Granted, and easily so.

Two, you wanted to know, if he didn’t mind and if he was okay with it, if you two could make a pizza. Granted, but he’d take care of cutting up the ingredients and the pizza, at the end. It didn't matter. It wasn’t like you were often given the privilege of using a knife, anyway.

And third… well. The third had been fireworks. Just a few. Just enough to celebrate.

He’d frowned. More than that. His expression had darkened, had flashed, and your stomach instinctively rolled.

“No,” he said. “Ain’t letting you do nothing like that. It’s too dangerous.”

Dangerous. As if he wasn’t dangerous.

“What about sparklers?” You’d asked, voice quiet, mousey.

But all he did was grit his teeth and set his frown even deeper, and you’d sniffled and shook your head and apologized for asking like you ought to have done in the first place.

You shouldn’t have been surprised. You knew he wouldn’t say yes. Not just because of the potential danger, but because of the noise. Lucas didn’t like loud noises. You’d learned to softly shut every door behind you, to never let anything heavy drop if you didn’t want to see him flinch and breathe heavily and maybe grab your wrists a little too hard afterward.

So you knew, deep down, that he would say no. Why did you even bother to ask? Maybe you wanted something to make your chest ache. Maybe you wanted something specific to cry about that wasn’t your existence. You wanted to curl up on the bed and weep for no fireworks on New Year’s Eve, not even poppers, the little white nuggets that you used to throw at your siblings’ feet in your grandmother’s driveway every summer.

He let the matter drop but that didn’t erase the heaviness in the air, which remained for exactly 48 hours, until he came home from the city with the supplies to make pizza. You’d been waiting. You’d been planning. You’d been practicing.

So you practically leaped into his arms when he set the bags down and thanked him profusely with a big kiss on the cheek, and said you couldn’t wait to make pizza together, and maybe pizza could even be your special New Year’s tradition, if he didn’t mind, oh pretty please, say he didn’t mind?

And what little was left of the thick tension in the air melted along with his frown, which turned into a bashful smile as he pressed a few chaste kisses to your cheek, your forehead, your nose.

“Well. That’d be alright, wouldn’t it, darlin’?”

It was easier to deal with the rest of the evening, with that tension gone. Easier to ignore the closeness of his body while you two prepared the pizzas. Easier to ignore the condescension when he tutted you away from the cutting board, and reminded you three times to put on oven gloves even though the pan wasn’t pre-heated and there really ought to be no reason to wear them, anyway.

It might have been even easier if you were allowed to get drunk. But no such luck.

As the night went on, he poured you one single glass of champagne and set it in the fridge to chill. It was for midnight only, he said. He picked up sparkling apple juice, the kind your parents used to get you, for the rest of the evening. You didn’t complain when he told you. You’re smarter than that.

So bubbly apple juice is on your lips instead of booze. So what? It could be worse. You could be ground up into hamburger meat like your friends. Into steaks and bacon slices. Into corned beef for cabbage stew.

He got whiskey for himself, of course. He gets as much as he wants, naturally, and he’s just poured himself a third glass. It will be on his breath, when he kisses you.

He’ll kiss you at midnight, and not one moment before, you’re sure of that. You think he’s looking forward to the novelty. You’re not sure if the night will end there, like it did last year, or if the glasses of warm whiskey in his belly and his lips on yours will lead to something more. Maybe he won’t be able to help himself. He rarely can, now that he’s had a taste of you.

You try not to worry about it right now. There’s still 10 minutes until midnight. The evening’s gone so much slower than any New Year’s Eve in your life, and for good reason. There’s nothing to do but talk aimlessly and pick at your pizza leftovers and stare at the clock on the wall.

Lucas doesn’t have cable. You don’t think you could get cable or internet up here, even if the idea appealed to him. So there’s no glowing TV screen showcasing the thousands of people crammed into Times Square, drunk and screaming, watching as a giant glowing ball makes its way down, down, down to the start of yet another year.

There’s just you and Lucas, sitting on the sofa. A fire crackling in the fireplace. One of the records you picked out playing softly in the background. A blanket you didn’t knit draped over your lap. And that clock on the wall, ticking away the hours and minutes and seconds until it’s a brand new year of your life.

Ah, but it’s not your life anymore though, is it? Not totally.

You glance over at Lucas, who’s swirling his glass with a smile on his face. That’s good, at least. It means you’re acting right. Acting soft and sweet, and not like a fish out of water. What would the old you think about all this? It’s something to wonder, but not tonight. Not when the thoughts might turn to tears at the wrong time.

You’ve learned that crying is a delicate game with Lucas, like everything else. At the right time, he croons, he wipes your tears away with callused thumbs, he pulls you close and kisses you. At the wrong time, he slams doors--despite hating the sound--and stalks away, sometimes to the shed, where you wonder if he’ll return carrying a knife to split you open at the seams.

He doesn’t. He hasn’t. Not yet. Because you’re working on yourself. Working on being who he wants, so you can still live another day.

Another week.

Another year.

The clock ticks another minute forward.

“Gettin’ close,” Lucas says, and stands up to fetch your champagne from the fridge. You look forward to it, to something that might just dull your senses, even a little.

It’s hard to live here without dulling something inside you. Otherwise, the questions come at you, cruel and all too realistic.

This time next year, will you still be sitting here? Or will you be nothing but a strange tasting cut of meat to someone else, who will fit just as nicely into the groove next to Lucas on the sofa?

Lucas returns with the champagne, and for the first time in a long time, your hand trembles.

You can't wait to toss the drink down your throat and pretend.

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cheesus-doodles · 1 year

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My Top Posts in 2022:

Which of the boys give the best hugs?

maybe a quick rating this time instead of a ranking? didn't do all cause feeling a bit lazy... long drop should be (hopefully) either tonight or tomorrow akjsndkalsndlakj i'm so happy the prize fic is almost done! meanwhile will probably take some time off to answer some asks or smth

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Platonic TR Boys Hug Ratings

Kazutora: 6/10. Very nice hugs, warm and tight, perfect height as well, but loses points because sometimes hugs can become tight to the point of suffocating, and he absolutely will not let go unless someone intervenes. Will not hesitate to hug you anytime and anywhere, especially when he gets jealous of the attention you were giving someone else, or receiving from strangers.

Baji: 8/10. Shy hugger, doesn't dare to ask for hugs from you or return your hugs in front of anyone else, because that's not what a big bad delinquent like himself does. Will freeze up if you try to hug him in public, face burning bright red. But when the two of you have some privacy, this baby boy's hugs has to be one of the best hugs out there - soft, gentle and warm. Will instantly let go if someone interrupts though.

Mikey: 2/10 Lazy, lazy boy. Any hug either turns into an impromptu cuddle session or a carry, because Mikey basically is ready to melt into your arms in a split second. Whenever this baby boy wants a hug from you, be ready for him to basically just drape himself all over you, demanding you give him a hug. Doesn't ever initiate, but will cling to you like a leech the moment he gets a hug from you. Will make you carry his full weight if he can latch on to you, will fall asleep in your arms standing straight up.

Draken: 10/10 Perfect hugs every time. Not afraid to dish out hugs anytime he feels like it or when he feels like you need one, but will not initiate in front of the Toman gang because he doesn't want the members to start to think he's soft. Unless its you who initiate - and then all of a sudden its not a problem anymore. Doesn't even question when you suddenly want one, just bundles you into a warm hug.

Mitsuya: 9/10 one of the best huggers around, had a ton of practice giving hugs to his little sisters. Just right tightness and always comfortable - can even detect when you need a hug, and dish one out on the spot. Doesn't matter where or when, will give you a full hug or even a side squeeze if you look even the smallest bit down. Loses a point because sometimes he forgets his sewing needles stuck in his jacket.

Pah: 5/10 Too impatient to stand still for long, so his hugs never quite last long enough for it to feel particularly comforting. Hugs also sometimes become tight enough to feel more like a squeeze instead of a wrap.

Hanma: -1/10. Doesn't bother with returning a proper hug most times, doesn't even pat your back. All this boy does would be give a lazy drawl about being clingy, even if he does enjoy the hug. Also too bony ouch, be careful if you're looking for someone to glomp, those sharp edges bound to hurt.

Izana: 3/10. Honestly Izana's hugs are great, warm, comfortable and long, even lets you snuggle your face into the crook of his neck (though he will demand payment for the favour), but loses a lot of points because this baby boy has zero social awareness or built-in danger sensor. Will demand a hug in the middle of a pedestrian crossing, will absolutely throw a tantrum if you don't give him his hug right there and then, and will proceed to make you stand there in his arms as long as he wants to.

Kakucho: 11/10. Not only does he make up for Izana's absolute lack of social awareness by picking up and moving the two of you off the road and somewhere safe while you are trapped in Izana's hug, he also will take the risk of facing Izana's wrath for giving you the hug you deserve in front of his boss whenever you look like you need one but Izana is too busy ignoring you during his bouts of jealousy.

Ran: 4/10 Great hugs, probably from all the practice he got when Rindo was younger. No shame in dragging you singe-handedly into a one-sided squeeze no matter the situation the two of you were in, even if it was right before he got into a fight. Would be higher if he stopped shoving your face into his armpit after returning your hug.

Rindo: 8/10 Nice, comfy hugs, knows where to put his arms when he hugs you so that you get just the right tightness, likes to rest his chin on the top of your head as well. Loses points cause he keeps making fun of you for the hug even though he was the one that initiated, will tease you even harder if it was you who hugged him first.

South: 7/10. Makes sure to watch his strength around you, so his hugs always feel like you're hugging a warm teddy bear. Though because of his physique, can be a bit too hard to snuggle, so loses points for that. Also loses points because South will pick you up, tuck you under one arm, and forget that you are there as he goes about his day because you weigh essentially nothing.

859 notes - Posted January 22, 2022

Uuuuhhhhhh izana relationship hcs? Like when reader and izana was still dating.

comfort posting.... i hate this ride im on - these HCs can be for both regular darling or boss from the Reds' universe! not edited, i will when i wake up tmr zzz

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In a Relationship with Izana HCs

Yandere Izana

dating the 8th President of the Black Dragons is as wild a ride as it sounds, because Izana plays by no other rules but his own

not that you knew when you first accepted his hand

the only person that Izana has ever considered his equal, you can be sure that this boy has never seen you as below him even once ever since you caught his eye

the light of his life, its your bright smile and loving hugs that keeps him from spiralling completely into madness

he loves you so, so much - every waking moment he is apart from you is spent thinking about what you're doing and when he can see you again

Izana looks forward to nothing more than doting on you more and more, and of course, having you dote on him

this usually brutal, uncaring gang leader melts away into a soft, needy boy around you - even if he is the middle of a gang meeting, everything stops so that he can carefully take your delicate hand into his

needs you to be threading your fingers through his hair while he is cuddling, needs you to give him all the kisses (both light pecks on his lips and cheeky ones on the top of his head)

needs you to let him hug and cuddle and kiss you on your shoulder and your lips and breathe in your scent

maybe even to nibble on your collarbone and the shell of your ears so that everyone would know who you belonged to

a very clingy boy, if he can get away with being superglued to your side, he will

wants to follow you everywhere, fingers lightly trailing on your skin below your shirt or holding your hand no matter what you were doing

tries to follow you into the bathroom as well, hadn't worked so far

can't sleep well without being huddled right up against you, listening to your breaths trail off into light snores

will absolutely make a scene if he's right there and your full attention is not on him - from whining and whimpering, pulling on your clothes, gently tugging on your hair, burying his face into your chest all the way to throwing a full fit, the whole waterworks or grabbing whoever dared steal your attention from him by the collar and demanding they leave immediately

he is your boyfriend, not this piece of scum

its a cold day in hell when Izana doesn't accompany you throughout the school day, insisting that you seat in his lap while he seats in your chair, or cuddling and having a nap in yours

your teachers and classmates have learnt to ignore him a long time ago

even rarer that you don't also find this white-haired boy already busy intimidating every last male schoolmate walking out your school gates while leaned against his motorbike

because you know he will make the special effort to come every day - despite knowing that you loved him as much as he did you, his ingrained trust issues were hard to shake

what if some shithead thought he could pick on you? unlikely, given he had the Black Dragons personally intimidate and threaten every last student in your cohort

but what if you fell and no one helped you? or what if someone else thought it was a good idea to make a move on what was his when he wasn't present?

plus you're not allowed to ride a motorcycle yourself, or anyone else's, and Izana doesn't trust the public transportation system as far as he could throw a bus

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881 notes - Posted June 15, 2022

Ok but imagine Rindou losing it when he’s taken to juvie and realizing he can’t see his friend anymore or “protect” them from others

yup yup yup absolutely, have more HCs cause brainrot goes brrrrrr

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Rindo in Juvenile HCs

Yandere Bestfriend Rindo

not gonna lie, this poor boy will probably go mad with the stress of not being able to see you everyday, and having to think about what you were doing without him there to watch over you

honestly didn't think much about it when he was first detained along with Ran since he had already seen you this morning at school

the realisation only started to dawn on him when it turned dark outside and Rindo found himself starting to get jittery, unable to sit still - now that he was trapped here, who was going to check in on you?

he would usually swing by your house twice every night - once before you fell asleep

And then a few hours later after he was done beating up the scum that inhabited his streets and your school, to make sure that you were actually in bed and sleeping, and that your main door was well locked (he can just shim your window open if he needed to after all)

Ran could practically see the gears turning inside the head of his younger brother as Rindo slowly pieced together his growing fears

If he was locked inside here, that meant that there was no one to accompany you at school, which equals no one around that could protect you, scare off potential bullies or worse (potential friends, he shudders at the thought)

plus, you weren't exactly the brightest of the bunch - Rindo was absolutely convinced that you would follow some stranger home just because they asked you to

or what if you ran across some delinquent scum that would take advantage of your kindness and naivety??

The absolute horror - Ran had to bascially whack Rindo in the back of his head and knock him out because this baby boy was on the verge of a breakdown and couldn't stop pacing around the brothers' shared cell

turns out, you really were as airheaded as Rindo had feared - you simply assumed that your bestfriend was not feeling too well and had decided to stay at home for the day, and you had gone about your day as usual

and you did this without first checking by calling him like he told you to, even though he had drilled this into your thick skull multiple times

he knew you didn't even try because you were surprised to learn that Rindo had been arrested when he could finally call two days later

which was the first thing Rindo did the moment he had access to a phone, much to Ran's amusement

you even had to ask him what juvie was

it wasn't the first time the two brothers spent time being locked up, but it was sure as hell the first time Rindo did after taking you under his wing

the older Haitani thought it was absolutely hilarious all the different shades of red Rindo was turning as he shouted at you through the phone, before quickly paling when he listened to what you had to say

took pity on his younger brother and stole the phone from him (which Rindo gladly handed over) so that he could properly explain to you the situation

Rindo insisted you come to juvie everyday despite only being able to meet you once a week, and of course you being you, obediently followed his instructions without a second thought

you quickly made friends among the guards, though they were nonetheless very confused at seeing you popping up everyday asking to see the same person again and again

but they always came out with either Ran or empty-handed

the times when Ran came out instead, you were still happy to chat with him, the older Haitani listening amused to you rambling on and on about school and life and the past day/week since you've spoke with Rindo

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917 notes - Posted June 11, 2022

Am I Ugly?

Yandere TR Boys

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A/N: some random thoughts, might not be fully coherent (edit: consider joining us on discord! we have cookies and a side of big brain ideas)

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Another day, another after-school outing with your friends. The question of whether your friends thought you were pretty had begun its rent-free life as a random thought you had after your teacher had brought up the saying "Beauty is in the eye of its beholder". It wasn't something you had ever bothered about previously, but the quote somehow managed to hook itself into your brain, and you spent the rest of the day wondering about it.

Did your friends think you were ugly? They did still spent all this time with you, so it probably mattered not to them (and by extension, you), but the curiosity was eating you alive until it wasn't, and the thought was pushed to the back of your head for the rest of the school day. You trotting down the familiar stairs back home after your usual after-school shower to where they were waiting for you near your front door, only to have the thought suddenly rear up again as your friend asked if you were to go.

"Am I ugly?" Well depending on who you dropped that bomb on, the fallout and extent of damage control needed would vary greatly.

Izana would immediately assume that someone had dared utter such blasphemy to you, grabbing you by the arm and insisting you tell him where you had heard that. And when you fail to respond in a timely manner, caught off guard by his reaction, he instead snatches up his gang jacket that he had left draped over your sofas, marching straight for the door before he even put it on fully in an attempt to go and strangle whatever scum dared say something so foul against you - and you knew his first destination would be your school and your poor classmates, given you hadn't been anywhere else. You, of course, were being dragged along so you could point out to him whoever he needed to kill punish. This baby boy is fuming mad, and you better quickly intervene and explain yourself before he has a chance to pull out his phone because oh boy, this is going to get messy real quick. Someone is still going to land in hospital though, whether you know it or not - Izana needs to take his anger out somewhere.

Kazutora, on the other hand, would instantly go into a panic attack, thinking that he must have done something wrong, something that might have implied you were not the most beautiful person he had ever laid their eyes on. This poor baby boy bursts into tears and come running for your arms, trying to tell you that he thought you couldn't be further from the truth but it only comes out as blubbering and whimpering. You were a bit slow to bundle him into your arms like you always did, surprised by his reaction, but Kazutora only took it as a sign that you now hated him for whatever he did, which only makes the waterworks more dramatic as he begs you not to leave him while making a mess on your shirt. Your outing at this point would turn into a stay-in with lots of cuddles and ice-cream as you reassure your friend again and again that it was just a thought from a quote brought up in class, and that yes, you didn't hate him one bit.

Ran would just pause to stare at you for a bit, before burst out laughing at your question. You're a bit puzzled to say the least, but at least you get concerned when he starts doubling over in pain from laughing too hard. One of the few boys who absolutely knows what's up and what you were asking, this boy finds it hilarious that of all the things you could ask him, of all the questionable things your friends had been subjecting you to - it was this that you were the most curious about. Never going to give you a straight answer, instead be prepared for Ran to tease the ever-loving shit out of you for bringing up the question as you two left for your outing, only finally claiming to stop because of your cute pout and whining. Buys you ice cream so that you would stop faking being mad at him.

Mikey would take a moment to look you over with a critical eye, before he would give you his very honest answer with no filter - that he liked this look much better than your usual outfit, and that you should wear this more often. This poor boy probably thought that you were asking for his opinion, which you were to be fair, just not actually on your outfit but on generally what he thought of you. Only realizes that he might have done something wrong when you don't reply him immediately, before quickly (and poorly) trying to backtrack and say that he never thought you looked ugly. You, of course, just burst out into laughter with how innocent your friend really is, before having to stop and promise Mikey a taiyaki because of how hurt he was (or so he claimed at least).

Draken is probably one of those in the privilege group who can easily read your flow of thoughts and know what you were trying to ask - the question was probably just another one of those that you had to blurt out before you self-combust with curiosity. Smoothly tells you that you would always be a cute little bunny no matter what you wear or how old you were, only for you to pout and start insisting that you were strong like them, and that you were absolutely not a bunny. Cue this boy playfully rubbing his knuckles into the top of your head while you squeal. It was a mission accomplished for him - your train of thoughts had been redirected and you were distracted from questions that Draken didn't particularly want to answer on a chance that you thought he was lying (even if he would never).

Baji turns around so fast to blurt out a "Absolutely not!" that he got whiplash. You think he might have strained his neck with that speed since you even got a little jumpy, but obviously that didn't quite seem to bother him. This baby boy grabs your hands and starts blabbering right away but how pretty you looked no matter what you were wearing, his mind in turmoil trying to think of any possible reason why you could be feeling insecure around him, then finally realising what he was saying when you start chuckling and his face instantly flushes red. Don't tease him too much about what he said in his moment of panic because you know he meant it - Baji is just way too shy to admit it. Would still make sure to hint at how pretty you were to him throughout the outing and the rest of the day though.

Hanma would throw one arm around you, tattooed hand pinching one cheek as he bend down to meet your face, asking if you rather he answer yes or no, all the while with his signature sly smile plastered across his face. Similar to Ran and Draken, this boy knows what's turning in your head, deduced that rather than insecurity or bullying, it was probably just something brought up in your classes earlier that day. The question he threw back made you stumble a little, before you realized what he was doing and started whining that he was dodging your very legit question. Hanma would just brush off your accusations and start walking, making off comments about killing to get some karaage now while you hurry to catch up, your thoughts instantly turning to food when he brings up that new store that had just opened down the street.

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1,198 notes - Posted May 14, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Reader will spend a fortune on hair ties. Baji stops bringing his rubber bands and asks for them from the Reader. Mikey suddenly starts to lose it. Draken pretends that he did not have time to braid at home and does it next to the kira in order to borrow her rubber band. Some boys, who rarely collect their hair, suddenly start doing it more often in front of Reader (*cough* Chifuyu *cough*). "Oh, is that a scrunchie on your arm? Give me please. Mine is torn." Do they return them? Not

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nsalkjdnaslkjdnals this is cute and sweet too :') i think imma save up all the dark stuff to hit yall in one go so that i don't accidentally spoil anything ayyy

It all started when you offered your hair tie to Baji - you probably shouldn't have offered your spare to anyone to begin with, no matter how miserable Baji looked with his hair down in the middle of summer, whining and complaining about how the only hair tie he had on him broke. Doesn't matter when you pass your hair tie to him, whether if it was just you and him, or you were in the midst of your whole group of Toman friends, the moment that band changes hands, everyone knows about it and that's all it takes to cement the idea in your friends' minds. The game begins.

Begins as just Baji, then Mikey, asking to 'borrow' your hair tie, either using the excuse that theirs had snapped or they had lost it, but Kazutora and Draken quickly catch on to what the other two are doing. And sure enough, the two of them start getting in on the game as well. Draken complaining that his hair tie broke again so could he pretty please have yours, and Kazutora, to your surprise, starting to tie his hair up as well. Mitsuya and Pah are sadly left out because neither have hair long enough to tie, but that doesn't mean they are below swiping those scrunchies from the others. But the game was taken to the next level when Kazutora one day decided to ask if you could help him with his short ponytail (since he didn't have much experience tying up his hair, but insists that its too hot not to do so) after borrowing yet another hair tie from you, and now everyone comes whining asking for you to do their as well.

Mikey coming straight with his bedhead so that you can brush his hair for him as well, Draken snatching you up from your seat while class goes on around you so that you can braid his hair just the way he like it, Baji tugging at your sleeve and refusing to let go until you put his hair up in a ponytail for him. The most prized hair tie is of course the one that you are currently wearing, so the boys are definitely playing a game of chicken, trying to goat one of the others into being the first to borrow your hair tie so that they get the spare, and then quickly being next in line to get your generously offered scrunchie straight off of your hair.

And mind you, it doesn't matter if the hair ties or scrunchies you lent them were pink, frilly, covered with Hello Kitties. Nope, the boys wear those as a badge of honor, since the other Toman founders, and the boys from the other gangs recognize them - even start to subtly flex their collection. Begins by wearing one spare on their wrist, then two, then hanging them secretly off their bags, or on their pants hoops especially if they were going into a fight. And no doubt the Black Dragon and Tenjiku boys get jealous - how could they not having to see Toman with collections of your stuff?

Your scrunchies become almost like a currency, with everyone looking to swipe some of your precious hair ties for themselves. Ran and Rindo found they had the best luck with obtaining some by simply asking you for them, which you were more than happy to "lend" them should they manage to catch you alone without your Toman guard dogs. Izana personally preferred relieving Mikey of his collection, though this usually ends in a fight. This boy didn't mind helping himself either, simply pulling off the scrunchie you were wearing and insisting that you helped him put it on his wrist, much to your amusement. Koko and Inupi earned theirs through a combination of wit and nimble fingers, proudly showing them off against their white uniforms.

You of course had no idea that all this was going on under the surface, only becoming slightly sad at the number of hair ties and scrunchies that were going missing, and at the disastrous amount of money you were spending on replacing them. Never once angry at your friends for not returning them, since you didn't doubt that they would return them eventually, and they must really need those hair ties.

The scrunchie war would rumble on until Baji one day absentmindedly returned the spare scrunchie he had on his wrist to you, realizing what he had done a moment later and having a mental panic, yet only to have you immediately brighten and thank him enthusiastically, lavishing your attention on a now very smug boy while the rest could only watched on jealously. And now the reverse game would start - paying you for your attention in returned scrunchies and hair ties.

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