#haruka x reader

[mangostarjam]

taking care — wind breaker, aged up sakura haruka x f!reader, established relationship, "brat" as a petname, smut towards the end, 4.4k words

"Aren't you too old for this?"

Sakura Haruka grimaces and shoves his bruised hands into his pockets. You raise an unimpressed eyebrow. There's dirt smudged along his cheekbone and the end of his sleeve is ripped.

"They were tryin' to hit on a girl." It comes out mumbled. Haruka's two toned gaze is averted to the top of your head. It was always difficult to get him to meet your eye in your high school years, but ever since he hit his growth spurt and graduated you feel like it's gotten worse.

"Haruka-kun," you sigh, "c'mere."

You grab his arm and tug, taking advantage of his brief moment of surprise to drag him into the back of the bakery. Your coworkers wave and smile at the former school captain but otherwise leave the two of you alone.

"Y-you…! What're you doing?"

The back office of Saboten is neat and clean and thankfully empty. You shove Haruka into a chair and grab his chin, ignoring the flare of heat beneath your fingers as he turns bright red.

"Did you get hit on the face?" you ask, leaning closer to look. The dirt smudging his cheek is loose, brushing away easily when you stroke the smooth skin there. You probe gently at the strong bone beneath and ignore the way his chest seizes with a held breath.

"No," he mumbles, "it's just dirt."

Your attention is drawn — as always — to his eyes. A muted, stormy gray blue and a bright, shimmering gold meet your unabashed gaze as your thumb strokes along his cheekbone again.

"I'm glad you didn't get hurt." You allow yourself a tiny grin as he scrunches his nose at you. "You could've let the new Bofurin kids handle it… but those guys will definitely think twice about messing with anyone from our neighborhood now."

"'Course," Haruka sniffs. You wonder if he knows he's leaning into your palm. "It was a quick fight, anyway. Only losers are late."

"I told you, you don't have to pick me up from work. I can handle myself." You giggle as he scoffs. You slide into a crouch, propping up your elbows on his knees for balance. "Give me your hands, Haruka-kun."

Your boyfriend hesitates for a short moment before releasing a breath. His hands are rough, but he flips them over obligingly and doesn't flinch when you curl your fingers around his wrists. "You've bruised your knuckles again," you tsk. "I'll go grab the first aid kit."

"W-wait." Haruka's entire face is charmingly pink, the gentle hue sweeping along his cheeks and up to the tips of his ears. "You don't… I mean, I don't need you to —"

"I know," you hum, tugging his hands up to brush a gentle kiss along his skin. "But I want to."

Haruka stays quiet as you fetch the first aid kit and get to work disinfecting the tiny cuts on his hands. You're used to the comfortable silence, basking in the familiarity of tending to his battle wounds in the back of the bakery where you first met.

You never would've guessed that part of your job duties at the bakery would include taking care of the new out-of-towner all those years ago, though it wasn't like he went along with it quietly. Your boss at the time was adamant that the Bofurin boys deserved all the freebies the bakery could afford to give, and she never minded when you'd pop off to the back alley to administer first aid.

Nirei was the one who knew you were handy with a medical kit, but it was Suo who eventually tricked their first year captain into coming to you. Haruka was a lot pricklier back then, shying away from casual human contact like everyone was out to get him but diving into fights like nobody's business.

Luckily for you, in spite of his speed and reflexes, Haruka definitely wasn't used to girls who were willing to literally sit on him to force him to stay still for first aid. After enough times shoving freshly baked bread into his hands and making him into your first aid practice dummy, he started to show up outside the bakery's back door on his own, often looking like a disgruntled street cat.

Little by little, you learned which breads he preferred and you begged Kotoha to teach you how to make omurice the way Haruka liked it. Little by little, he stopped flinching away from your touch and even let you lean against him when you needed a short break from work or studying, propping your head up against his shoulder and staying still enough that sometimes you'd fall asleep.

Little by little, the two of you fell in love.

Haruka doesn't say anything as you finish smoothing the tape holding his new wrappings together, but he flips his hands to hold onto you as you rise from your knees. You smile. "Do you wanna get dinner at Cafe Pothos? Kotoha-chan might make fun of you, though."

"She'll make fun of me no matter what," he grumbles. You snicker as he ducks his head. From this angle, you can only see the pale white eyelashes of his left side pressing against his skin as he takes a deep breath. "Don'tcha need to finish your shift? I'll be outside."

"Aw, are you worried about me?"

"Shaddup" Haruka huffs. "As if I care."

You grin as he rises to his full height, still steadily avoiding eye contact as you squeeze his hands. After all these years, it's cute how flustered he still gets when you tease him. "Haruka-kun? You can let me go now."

"…Can't."

"Oh?" you raise an eyebrow and tilt your head to catch his eye. He scowls. "If you just loosen your fingers—"

"Sh-shut up." You watch patiently as your boyfriend takes a deep breath. It's quiet in this back office, though a wall is shared with the employee locker room and you can hear a few of your coworkers laughing and chatting indistinctly. The smell of rising dough and freshly baked bread permeates the room, cut through with the sharp tang of antiseptic cream.

Haruka's ears are still red. You catch a glimpse of them through his black and white hair and squeeze his hands again. So cute. "Haruka," you say.

"…What?"

You rise up on tiptoes to kiss him, holding onto his hands for balance as you rock forward. Haruka predictably freezes before making a rough sound and kissing you back, letting you take the lead as you lean into him. His heartbeat jumps beneath your lips as you move to kiss at the soft spot below his jaw, earning another strangled noise that makes you smile into his skin.

It's warm. You think maybe your own ears are red enough to match his, but you don't give him a chance to notice, pressing another quick kiss to his lips and disentangling yourself. "I've gotta get back to work. I'll see you in a bit, 'kay?"

You leave him in the back office, knowing he'll find his way to the alleyway behind the bakery to wait for you, as always. Your coworkers don't mention how long you were missing, but you take over the mopping and cleaning duties as a thank you anyway.

Haruka doesn't take your hand when you meet him after your shift, but he walks close enough that your shoulders brush with every step. The gentle ringing of the wind chimes strung up below the shopping district sign follows the two of you on your walk towards home.

"What should we have for dinner, since you don't wanna endure Kotoha's teasing?" you ask, grinning lopsidedly when Haruka snorts in response. The street lamps cast a glow along his black and white hair, haloing him in a light gold that pales in comparison to his golden eye.

He glances sideways at you as you pause at a crosswalk. You catch a flash of gold and blue before he faces forward again. "You're comin' over?"

"Yes, or else you'll eat instant noodles again and die of malnutrition," you say. The two of you step into the street, though he steps slightly ahead of you to make sure it's clear. "Unless you don't want me to."

"Let's have curry."

"Did you get ingredients for curry, mister?" you ask, bumping your shoulder into his arm teasingly. "Or will we need to stop by a konbini again for emergency supplies?"

"That was just one time," Haruka grumbles, but he glances back at you fondly as you laugh. "And I went shopping earlier, brat."

He lets you hold onto his sleeve as you enter his studio apartment and stays steady as you toe your shoes off in the genkan. The place is vastly improved from the first time you stepped foot in it all those years ago, when you were delivering food for a sick Haruka.

Gone are the creaky hinges and peeling paint — the walls are smooth and clean, the cabinet doors are all securely attached, and there are actual curtains hanging over the balcony doors. He still sleeps on a futon, but he also got a low table and cushions for guests after you complained about eating on top of cardboard boxes, and he got a dresser to store his clothing after you took him shopping so he'd stop wandering around town always wearing his high school uniform.

Making dinner is always fun, with Haruka, because even though he's grown and learned a lot, you still get to tease him about his bulk stack of instant noodle packages and he still turns bright red when you lean over the table to offer him a spoonful from your plate.

He's more relaxed here, more willing to close the gap between you when you reach out to him. It used to worry you in the beginning — would you always be the one to make the first move? Did he actually like you, or was he just going along with your flirting because he didn't know any better?

Then he does something like swiping his thumb along your lips and sticking the digit in his mouth, laughing at your surprised gasp and gathering up the dishes before you can form a coherent thought. He asks about your day and listens as you tell him about the cute little kid who came into the shop asking for curry bread because "that's Sakura-taicho's favorite, and I wanna be like him when I grow up!"

You bask happily in the furious blush that paints his skin, grinning to yourself as he stammers and jerks his face away.

"Did you get new towels?" you ask, handing him a soapy plate to rinse off. Your boyfriend takes it, huffing an amused snort when you yawn widely. It's nearing your bedtime, and your sated appetite is making you even sleepier.

"Yeah," Haruka says, "since you were complainin' last time that mine're scratchy."

"Oh, nice," you say, rinsing the suds off your hands and moving to stand behind him. You shove your face into his shoulder blades before he can move, wrapping your arms around his middle as he tenses beneath you. It's been ages since he was an active fighter defending the town, but you can still feel the power and strength of his densely packed muscles twitching under your hold. "Mm, I'm sleepy…"

"Gwah! What are ya, an octopus?!" Haruka sets the clean plate on the drying rack and settles his hands on top of yours, but he doesn't move you. He could easily overpower you, though you're hugging him pretty firmly, pressing your entire body up against his as you take a deep breath. "The hell're you doin'?"

"Hugging you," you say. Haruka's fingers tighten around your wrists, but he still doesn't move you.

"I got that, genius."

"I'm just recharging before I have to head home," you mumble into his shirt. You're saving both of you from embarrassment, here, hugging him from behind like this, so really he should be grateful that you're so considerate of his feelings.

"It's late."

"I know," you whine, squeezing him just a little bit harder. "I don't wanna think about it."

"You have a toothbrush here."

Oh. "I don't have clothes here."

"You can borrow mine." Haruka stiffens even more as your hands clench the front of his shirt. "I-It's not like I'm tryna get you to stay over! It's just that it's late and you've gotta get up e-early tomorrow! I'm not some kinda pervert!"

You giggle into his back and nuzzle your forehead into the strong muscle there as he finally relaxes. "I'd be kinda upset if you didn't think about it a little bit, Haruka-kun. I am your girlfriend, after all."

Haruka lets out a huge sigh and moves to brace his hands on the counter. "You can take a bath first. Lemme go heat up the water."

"Are you trying to be a gentleman again?"

"Wuh — what're you talkin' about? I already told you I'm not a pervert!"

You laugh. "Last time you went to heat up the water for me, you didn't come out for a solid twenty minutes. I thought you passed out in there."

"That was just — I was just —!" Haruka hangs his head and you press your cheek against his back. You can feel his heartbeat pounding in double time. "I was tryin' to calm down."

"You don't have to, y'know," you say softly, patting at his firm chest with a sigh. "I wanna do it too."

Haruka chokes on his spit. Or at least, you think that's what happens, because he lapses into a coughing fit and gently pushes you towards the bathroom with a red face. He refuses to answer your concerned questions, only shoving a pair of shorts and a t-shirt into your arms before shutting the bathroom door on your amused face.

You shower and bathe on your own, humming a nonsensical tune as you lather up with his shampoo and body wash. It's a minor miracle and mostly a testament to your relationship that he has amenities at all, the clean smelling soaps clearly picked out with a thought towards your possible use of them. It makes your heart stutter in your chest when you notice that he's stocked your favorite brand of lotion on the counter and even left a clean face towel and headband for you to use while washing your face, as if he knew you'd need them eventually.

His clothes are a little too big on you, but you cinch the waistband of his shorts and hope for the best as you step out of the bathroom. Haruka is sitting stiffly at the low table, glaring down at his phone as the screen lights up with texts.

"Is everything okay?" you ask.

Haruka looks up and freezes. You pause in the act of adjusting his shirt on your shoulders, blinking at your boyfriend as he seems to go through five stages of something before he turns a bright cherry red and slams his eyes shut. You snort.

"You've seen me naked before, Haruka-kun."

"S-shaddup! T-that's different!"

You get on your knees in front of him and cup his face in your hands. Haruka doesn't flinch, but he cracks open one stormy blue eye like he's worried about what he might see. You roll your eyes at him. "Are you good? Why do you look so pissed at your phone?"

"Oh," Haruka blinks and glances sideways at the offending item. His face is warm in your hands. "The guys found out you're staying over."

"Are they giving you advice on how to get laid again?" you ask, giggling. "I love you, but please don't listen to Umemiya-san. I promise I don't get turned on by plant based pickup lines."

"I'm gonna shower!" Haruka stands abruptly and shuffles past you, but he pauses at the door. "You can read it, if ya want. The chat thread."

You raise an eyebrow and pick up his phone as he shuts the bathroom door behind him. A generic wallpaper greets you as you swipe it open, but you notice a star emoji next to your name in his message history, which makes you smile.

The chat thread with Haruka's former classmates is at the top, filling with more unread notifications as you watch. Scrolling through, you grin to yourself as the boys send teasing and shy stickers, interspersed with their own complaints of struggling to find partners for themselves and throwaway comments about "that lucky bastard Sakura" snagging "the cutest girl on Tonbu street".

"What're ya laughin' at?" You blink as Haruka crouches in front of you, a towel hanging around his neck. He's shirtless, and you watch with interest as a gentle pink flush deepens and spreads along his skin. "Quit starin'!"

"Y-you're the one who came out shirtless," you squeak, setting his phone aside and reaching out for him. Haruka chews on his lip but lets you touch him. "That's so unfair!"

You trail your hands down his bare sides and smile as he tries to suppress a shiver. Then you reach for his hands. "The first aid kit is here," Haruka says, stretching out to grab it from its shelf. The movement puts his hard muscles on full display, though you have a feeling it's unintentional. Regardless, you can't quite tear your eyes away from his chest and stomach, watching as the muscles of his abs flex when he returns to his crouch.

"You're so stupidly hot," you mutter, accepting the kit and snapping it open. "I can't believe you just walk around looking like this."

"H-huh?" Haruka's eyes widen in surprise. You grab his hands to keep him from running away, but he stays still as you reapply ointment and bandages to his knuckles.

"I know you find it hard to believe, since people used to give you shit about your looks, but you are…" you pause and glance up at him, taking in his smooth skin, his beautiful gray blue and golden eyes, his fluffy black and white hair, "stupidly hot."

Your boyfriend sighs and places a hand on your hip. You set the first aid kit aside and grin up at his pleasantly pink face. "Can I kiss you?"

"Yes, please."

Haruka kisses you slowly, tentatively. It's a little precarious, leaning up as he crouches in front of you, so you drag him to the futon and pull him over you, tugging him close by the ends of his towel. "You're so warm," he mutters, shifting his weight on his elbows and doing his best to keep from crushing you.

You sigh into the next kiss, wrapping your legs around his waist and pulling him down, huffing a laugh when he grunts and smacks his hand against the floor in surprise. "You're so far from me, how can you even tell?" you tease.

"You're always warm," Haruka grumbles. He noses along your cheek, smiling against the smooth skin there as you giggle. "And soft."

"Are you callin' me weak?" you ask, tilting your head to kiss him again. He breaks the kiss with a pant, nipping at the exposed skin of your collar as your shirt shifts. "Ah — hey!"

Haruka groans, one of his hands going down to grip at the soft give of your waist, holding you still as he grinds down into the cradle of your thighs. You moan as his hard length drags against you, wiggling your hips into the friction as something pulses in your core. "I should've given you another shirt."

"A-another shirt? What's wrong with t-this one?" You gasp as he rolls his hips again, arching into the touch as his free hand slips beneath your borrowed shirt to brush against the swell of your chest. You grab at his shoulders and back, dragging your blunt nails along his skin as you pant. "I l-like this shirt!"

"I like it too," he admits, hiding his face in the juncture of your neck and shoulder. His hand slides up to cup one of your tits, tugging and pinching as he sucks a bruise into your neck. "Y'look damn good in it."

You whine, throwing your head back as he shoves the shirt halfway up, snagging on the bottom of your breasts before he yanks it off of you entirely. He drapes himself back over you almost right away, kissing you breathless until you lick into his mouth to earn a strangled groan.

Haruka seems content to keep kissing you, and normally you wouldn't mind, but your borrowed shorts are getting uncomfortably damp and he keeps rolling his hips mindlessly and it's driving you a little insane.

"Haruka, touch me already," you plead. Your boyfriend pulls apart a few scant centimeters, two toned eyes scanning your face wildly until you grab one of his hands and shove it down your shorts. "O-oh, yes, please right there —!"

"Fuck," he bites out. "You're so wet."

"Haruka, you need to stretch me out," you say breathlessly, squirming as his fingers slide and press against the wetness along your lips. "Y-you're too big to go right away, you've gotta ngh —"

He dips one finger into your clenching pussy and freezes above you. It would be almost comical except for how much hotter it makes you, forcing you to buck into his hand as he pants. "S-stop squirmin' or I'll come in my fucking pants," Haruka grunts, forcing himself to begin fingering you in earnest.

He grits his teeth when you whine at another added finger, scissoring them immediately to hurry this up. He doesn't want to hurt you, but when you're laid out like this right in front of him, looking so pretty and perfect, it's taking everything he has not to rut into you like an animal.

"I'm ready, 'm ready," you breathe. You wrestle the two of you out of your bottoms and giggle when he sends one pair of shorts flying into the wall, but your attention is immediately drawn to the trail of black and white strands leading down to your boyfriend's cock. "Can I?"

"Fuck no," Haruka says, positioning himself between your legs again. "D'you want me to die?"

That makes you laugh. You reach out for him as he spreads your legs apart with rough fingers, his easy, overwhelming strength making something throb in your gut. Your sex life is actually pretty healthy, considering your respective jobs and commitments and Haruka's healing trauma. He's always been careful and attentive to your needs as you learned about desire together. It's not like you're deprived of it, or anything.

But when Haruka slowly pushes his way inside you, the muscles along his jaw ticking with restraint, the feeling of being filled by him makes something snap in your core and you cum with a breathless cry.

Haruka freezes immediately, hands slamming down on either side of your head as you clench and squeeze his cock unrelentingly. He barely manages a shallow thrust before he has to freeze again, hot breaths puffing on your face.

"Did you just…?"

"Uh huh."

"Does that always happen??"

"Your dick isn't magical, Haruka-kun," you giggle, looping your arms around his shoulders and wiggling your hips a little. "This isn't going to happen all the time, so don't get used to it."

"I wasn't sayin' that!"

Haruka pouts into your next kiss, but you lick into his mouth and manage to draw out a low groan and an aborted thrust. The ache in your gut hasn't lessened much. If anything, the pressure of his thick cock nestled inside you is making you tingle all over, and the way sweat starts to bead along his hairline makes you want to make him cry.

"You can move, please," you breathe, "you don't have to hold back."

"Don't wanna h-hurt you," Haruka grunts, pulling out slowly only to thrust back in with a force that makes your tits sway. He screws his two colored eyes shut, brows furrowing in concentration. "Fuck, you feel so good."

"You feel good, too," you sigh. "You can let go, I promise."

Haruka's next thrust makes you moan, and something in him seems to snap. He fucks you into the futon relentlessly, propping your ankles up on his shoulders, his dick hitting that spot inside that makes you see stars fuzzing along the edges of your vision. The angle presses your clit against his skin with every thrust, sending you quickly spiraling into another orgasm as you cry out his name.

"Hah, oh fuck I'm gonna —!"

Haruka groans a strangled garble of your name as he reaches his peak, thrusting into you deeply as his cock throbs and releases thick gobs of sticky cum inside you. He lets go of your legs immediately, pressing firmly into the muscles there to ease the strain of being stretched like that for so long, but he hides his face in your neck as the two of you catch your breath.

"Should I call in sick for work tomorrow?" you mutter absently, somewhat desperately grasping for some semblance of sanity. "I dunno if I'll be able to walk."

"Shit, did I hurt you?" Haruka asks, lifting his head and wincing at the pull of sweaty skin. He's glowing, bright and handsome above you, his hair damp with sweat. His two colored eyes are a little watery, his eyelashes sticking together in clumps with unshed tears from how hard he came. The sight makes something squirm in your gut.

You reach up to push his bangs out of his face and snicker as the strands stick up. "You didn't hurt me, you just fucked the strength out of my limbs. We'll need another shower."

Haruka blushes hotly, an impressive feat considering he's still solid and hard inside you. "Are you sure you're okay?"

"I'm not hurt," you promise. You cradle his face in your hands and he leans into the touch. His hips roll slowly against you and he bites on his bottom lip as you gasp. "Haruka?"

"Maybe you should call in sick for work tomorrow."

"Seriously?"

Haruka nods, still blushing hard. "I swear I'm not a pervert, but you…"

You gape at him. "Are you calling me a pervert?"

"N-no!" You don't give him a chance to continue, leaning up to kiss him. You're both smiling when you pull away. "Who knew doing this stuff would feel better than fighting?"

You laugh out loud at that and flop back into the futon. "Are you seriously comparing the two things? Why're you thinking about fighting right now?"

"Can't help it," Haruka says, shrugging. "I could die when you make me feel so good. And fighting's what got me the cutest girl on Tonbu street."

#haruka x reader #sakura haruka x reader #haruka sakura x reader #wind breaker x reader #x reader #wind breaker fic #wind breaker writing #windbreaker x reader #fuji writes fic #send help idk what came over me #i saw this guy blushing all over the anime and lost it #'super shy' by newjeans plays on loop #i discovered something about myself while writing this btw #no i will not elaborate #also i read a lot of josei manga this weekend and that def did... something

[kirbyskisses]

kirby’s kinktober (fourteen)

squirting//haruka hashida

“aw, baby.” he smirks as you writhe on his long fingers. “you’re shaking.”

“haru-!” you whimper out, hips waving up and down to desperately match the speed at which his thin fingertips are kissing at your g-spot.

he gives a teasing but genuine smile.

“you’re beautiful, y’know that? so, so gorgeous. can you give me what I want beautiful?”

“ - trying! haru-kun, i can’t! not again!” thin tears roll down your hot cheeks, flustered as your lover hums in delight - his face is calm but there’s an unbridled and hungry desperation within to make you lose it.

“i know you can, my lovely. you’re like a piece of art yourself, writhing and drooling. you’re like poetry in motion, honey.”

his face heats up, the same aroused face the he gets looking at the art in the museums and exhibits you go to every week.

“think of me - your pretty, princely boyfriend - as your canvas. spray your pretty paint all over me.”

his cheesy metaphors come out as a hot, shaky whisper against your earlobe. you whimper, one hand pulling his braids with a yelp and the other scratching down from his hair to his neck and shoulders.

“i’m going to get you there, sweet thing.”

he chuckles, peppering long licks and kisses on your throat, which bobs up and down in a mixture of anticipation and overstimulation.

he’s already gotten you there 4 times tonight, splattered wetness dying and staining your bed sheets in the after math but you knew he wouldn’t stop once the whisper passed his lips.

“let’s get you to five. that’s a nice number to stop at. can my sweet muse do that for me?”

he coos and jabs your g-spot; silky, warm, gooey walls feeling like they’re melting as the pad of his thumb caresses the throbbing wet nub of your clit.

thin lips press to your which are letting out incoherent mumbles of his name and “t-too much!” he knows you’re close -- even if you don’t tell him. even if you can’t tell him.

your sobbing lower lips clamp down and your back arches. immediately, you’re squirting all over him, clear and white juices releasing out like a small fountain that splashes onto his forearm and leaves you a trembling wreck under him, bawling with your toes clenched. there’s a audible - almost disgustingly, embarrassingly loud - squelch as he pulls his palm away from your tight gushing opening and places his sticky, dripping fingers into his mouth with a moan.

“mmm. my baby tastes so good. did such a beautiful job cumming like that for little old me.”

he smiles and licks his lips before hold his fingers to your own.

“does someone want a taste?”

#ain’t it weird that one of those gifs is by me? #smut #kirby’s kinktober #kinktober #haruka hashida #blue period #haruka x reader #Hashida x reader #blue period x reader #x reader #fanfic

[ichxraaa]

the little things ft. nanase haruka

⤷ sometimes haru can´t help but wonder f you wud be better with someone else, someone... less boring.

⊱♥︎ is the free! fandom as dead as a ghost town? probably, do i care? not at all, i have been watching the last season and this little thing came up, i have many feelings about haruka nanase.

Haruka wouldn’t necessarily call himself boring, but if put side by side with his friends he could. He doesn’t have Asahi’s boldness, or Nagisa’s bubbliness, or Kisumi’s way of making anyone feel welcome, much less Rin’s ease to break the ice stating that even while having a girl’s name he is a boy, and of course he is far from having Makoto’s wit to start a conversation with any topic. 

And after the first awkward stage of your relationship breaks, the one from the first 3 months give or take he begins to worry about it in a way he simply didn’t care about before. 

He finds it odd, new. The past year he has been so confused and then hesitant to take your friendship from just that to a relationship that he never really thought how things would be once you were together. 

And it’s been bothering ever since he accidentally heard a conversation you had with a friend last week when he went to pick you up from the library. 

“…But seriously, what do you two even talk about?” She laughs, and you laugh with her. “I don’t think I’ve ever heard him say more than three words together”.

“You just haven’t been lucky then, but don’t worry about me, Haru is plenty interesting even when he is quiet”.

And your answer eases him, and yet he can’t help but be bugged about it in an intrusive way that shows up even when he is trying to eat. 

Right now you’re lying next to him. Your feet are on his lap and his are next to your hips. Sitting on opposing sides of the couch you’re both reading. He can see you’re really focused by the way your brows have furrowed. 

Is this really what you’d like to be doing right now? It is Friday night and even if he has practice tomorrow morning, you don’t. 

“Do you wanna do something else tonight?”

“Mmm?” Your eyes lift from the page with a curious look headed his way. There’s always something in the way you look at him, so openly and intensely yet kind and soft that has him nearly blushing.

“I was just wondering if maybe you wanted to go out or something…”

You smile, hand reaching for his calves and softly massaging the hard muscle. “Not really, do you want to go out?”.

“Not really”.

You laugh and put your book down on the floor while snuggling into the armrest. He inadvertently moves to give you room to accommodate yourself.

“Do you wanna watch a bad movie and order take out?” You ask.

Haru smiles, softly and  nearly missable from the untrained eye. 

Sometimes Haru worries you’re gonna get bored of him, he frequently quotes his grandma as a source of wisdom, he eats nearly the same stuff every day and he is obsessed with water. 

If only he knew those same particularities are such a big part of why you fell in love so quickly, why you went to bed dreaming of the day where you would be bold enough to tell him how you felt. Except he had beat you to it.

Sometimes he worries you’re gonna get bored of him, but fortunately right now his biggest concern is what kind of mackerel dish he’s gonna get for dinner.

#another one of my new year resolution´s was post more writing #even if i feel t´s not perfect #just so my drafts stop collectting dust #free! x reader #haruka nanase x reader #haruka x reader #free! imagines #free! iwatobi swim club x reader #haruka nanase #nanase haruka

[lawfullyandlovely]

Haruka Sakurai NSFW headcanons

A/N: You can't stop me >:)

Warnings: NSFW stuff, kinks, errrr....Haruka is a simp and aged up <- if you have a problem with that, just ignore this post. Don't make it a big deal

💦 Switch with a heavy sub lean

💦 If he's domming, there is a 95~98% chance he'll be a soft service dom

💦 The guy will straight up let you use him. Sit on his face, ride him until you milk him dry, call him a slut as you spank him, etc.

💦 I wouldn't say he's a masochist in this aspect, more like there's not about anything he won't be willing to do just to please you

💦 Hurting you is out of the question though. Probably the only no-no of his. Doesn't matter if you are into it or not, it just doesn't sit right with him...

💦 I like to imagine when he gains confidence, he takes more control when being intimate. Meaning, he takes great pride in hearing you moan his name and cumming on his cock

💦 It's just so satisfying, having *you*, someone who's basically an angel to him, screaming *his* name out of pleasure and *him* being the one to make you feel so good

💦 Honestly pretty vanilla, but will gladly let you overstimulate yourself and him until you are satisfied

💦 Your pleasure always comes first, no matter how confident he gets. He always prioritizes your orgasm over his

💦 Light bondage (receiving, rarely giving), Praise (giving, receiving), Body Worship (giving), Femdom, Bimbofication, Collaring (receiving), Sensation Play

💦 Cuddliest little puppy dog after sex. Will get you anything you want after he had time to cool off (a good 5~10 minutes)

#milgram #milgram headcanons #milgram x reader #milgram haruka sakurai #milgram haruka #haruka sakurai x reader #haruka sakurai #haruka x reader #sakurai haruka x reader #sakura haruka #haruka sakurai smut #haruka sakurai x reader smut

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Can you do milgram guys reacting to their girlfriend dying from Kotoko?

YUSSIR

cw : its a milgram fic atp just expect all my milgram fics to be a little much

Haruka

What ??

You were the one person who managed to keep him off the deep end.

You taught him to love you as a girlfriend, and not a mom. You loved him, for him.

You were the embodiment of innocence. Seeing something so broken, so pitiable, and still, treasuring it like it didnt have a single scratch, telling it to stand up, to not stay small.

so how.. how were you deemed unforgiveable ? He blamed Es. He blamed Kotoko. He blamed Kazui. He blamed Shidou. He blamed Amane. He blamed Mahiru. He blamed Fuuta. He blamed mikoto. He blamed Mu.

In a moment, the weight of death hit him.

Each animal, each girl, he killed. Weighed down on him.

Because honestly, he also blamed himself. How was he innocent, and you, guilty ? He would never forgive anyone, or himself. I imagine tragedy would break lose.

FUUTA

He has a strong sense of justice. The wrong should apologize, fuck, maybe they should even cry, scream, beg, for forgiveness. Yet, he always stuck by believing violence was a disgusting way of handling anything.

He had felt anger. A lot.

But this was an unbearable level.

Es had just commit the same crime as him onto you.

Person A claims person B is guilty, and person C takes it into their account to push B over the edge. The exact situation Es and Fuuta sat in. So why was Fuuta Guilty, why was [Name] Guilty, and why were Kotoko and Es Innocent ? What gave them the right to take ones life, and bring others to the brink ?

I can see him committing suicide.

Because he knows hes fundamentally the same was what killed you. He cant really live after that.

MIKOTO

Oh my..

This is simple,

He kills Kotoko.

It doesnt matter if shes strong. Mikoto is what I like to call it, off the rails. With sheer willpower, and anger, he will kill her in your name.

Hed scream the whole time, with every time he bashed her head in, hed yell about how she was just as guilty. How you didnt have to be innocent to live.

Would kill Es if he could. Absolutely breaks him down. Uses the scenario to crawl into his head. He cant bear to feel the pain of your death, so he'll make others feel instead.

#milgram x reader #milgram #fuuta x reader #haruka x reader #mikoto x reader #fuuta kajiyama #haruka sakurai #mikoto kayano

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𓆩♡𓆪 when you're ready ; nanase haruka 𓆩♡𓆪

request: hello! I hope you're doing good!! I'm not sure if I'm doing this right ... I love your work and writing style and I wanna request a soft Haruka nanase fluff, please? where the reader takes care of him when he's sick and he realises that tbh he's really loved and cared for, or something along the lines of that.

summary: neither you or haru were someone who expressed much through words, so the thought that you were dating each other amazed you at times. Regardless, you found other ways to express you admiration for him, even if he struggled to return the feelings. It finally hit him how much love you've been showering him and he wanted to let you know, just how much he was thankful of being loved by someone like you.

pairing: time skip!haruka nanase x female!reader

genre: established relationship, fluff

warning: reader shows motherly figure

a/n: I was listening to When you're ready by Shawn Mendes and suddenly got inspired to write something similar. From all the dramas and anime I've seen, the male is almost always the one expressing their devotion and willingness to wait for the female to express or return their feelings, but what if, the roles are switched?

"So you're telling me," You opened your door, being greeted by the Kisumi with his cheerful, innocents smile. "you got into a snow fight?" Crossing you arms, you could see Haru hiding behind Kisumi's figure, avoiding your angered eyes.

"It was a just a friendly snowball fight to bring back out childhood days." The bright male shrugged his shoulders, not finding a problem.

You leaned at the door frame. "But I asked Haru to help me get some vegetables for dinner?"

"Oh... He didn't mention anything about that when I asked him." You mentally face palmed. Some times you wonder if you're dealing with a child or young adult when it comes to Kisumi. "He told me he's finding the tree of doom." You froze, trying to make sense of what the salmon pink haired just said. Before you could question him further, he turned around to face Haru, where your eyes almost jumped out of its sockets. He was standing there, shirtless.

"So let me explain what happened." Kisumi read your expression but before he was able to start. You grabbed Haru's arm, pulling him back instead. "Or Haru could do the explaining." You closed the door on Kisumi, yelling a goodbye and thanks as you continued to dragged your nearly frozen lover to the bathroom, running the warm bathwater. His hand was freezing but he remained quiet. He took in your figure, swishing your hand in the water, trying to get the right temperature. You were cooking dinner and wanted to add some vegetables and include some fiber but when you opened his fridge, it there was only fish, canned fish, frozen fish or, well, more fish. You kindly asked if Haru could quickly run to the store to grab some broccoli, which he hesitated at first but gave in, knowing that you've been trying to get him to consume more veggies for his health.

You were more open and vocal compared to Haru which was surprising when he accepted your feeling upon your confession. You were someone that wasn't afraid to speak up, to say what's on your mind and in particular, to let Haru know how much you loved him. Haru was someone who was the complete opposite of you but you didn't mind that from him. You understood his quiet and stoic nature yet regardless, you found yourself falling head over heads for how passionate about his goal and his drive for success. You wanted to do nothing more but to support him and let him know what no matter what happens, you'll always be by his side. Though deep down inside, sometimes you wished that Haru would be more expression or affective but you pushed away that selfish desire, trying to cherish what you have now, and letting Haru decide when he's ready to step out of his comfort zone.

Haru secretly admired your strong mentality and how you carried yourself. You never failed to impress him with the things you do and how determined you are when you have your mind set on things or towards the people you truly cherish and love. Haru had to admit, he was sometimes jealous of you. Jealous of how you can say whatever is on your mind and to his surprised, he sometimes wondered, why did you choose to date him, of all people? But he doesn't dare to ask. Haru was beyond thankful to have you in his life. You never pushed him out his limits or made him change who his is. You’ve always been supporting him, encouraging him to do the best he can be, and no matter what happens, he was always number one in your heart. He tries very hard to be more expressive towards you but unfortunately, all the times he's been practicing in the mirror just isn't enough for him to express it in person as he always end up backing our last minute. You have reminded him multiple times, assuring him that there wasn't any need to push himself to do the things he weren't comfortable with and he wouldn't be more in love with how understanding you are however, it didn't feel right. It didn't feel right that you were always the one giving, and he was only receiving. It didn't feel right that it almost felt one-sided and it most definitely didn't feel right that if Haru didn't say what he's been wanting to say for so long, one day, you might just slip off his fingers.

"Here, the water is at the perfect temperature for you." You swirled your hand in the water, feeling the warmth. You shook off the excess water before wiping it on your apron. Haru quietly steps in, letting out a relieved sigh as he sinks in, closing his lids. You kneeled outside the tub beside him, observing his features and just how handsome he looked. You couldn't help but to trace your fingers over his features, as his eyes slowly open to meet yours. "Haru..." You whispered, his motions underwater almost overlapping your voice. He takes a hold of your wrist, nuzzling his damp cheek against it.

"I'm sorry-"

You cut off his apology. "Trees of doom? Really? Last week you called them veggie farts." You questioned with a soft chuckle. "Haru, you really need to fix this undressing habit of yours. Especially in the winter, when it's like -20C outside! You're going to get sick!" You started your nag. Haru couldn't help but to softly smile at your furrowed brows when you expressed your worries.

"Y/N." He tried to get your attention. "I'm not going to get sick." He reassured.

"If I hadn't dragged you back into the house any faster, you'll freeze up into ice!" You pouted.

"Kisumi started it." He went on explaining how he saw Kisumi and Makoto together to buy gifts for Makoto's younger siblings. In your part, you would say Haru just jealous but you kept quiet, knowing you won't hear the end of it from him. "So yeah, Kisumi provoked me."

You giggled at his angered expression. He truly does cherish the people he loves you thought to yourself. "But that doesn't mean you have to strip half naked." You try to prove your point. "Playing in the snow half naked is just out of the question!" You stood up about to head out back into the kitchen when he got a hold of your arm.

"I told you to not worry." He gave you a peck on the forehead. His lips were still cold. "I'm not going to get sick."

‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾　　☽༓･*˚⁺‧͙

You carried a bowl of warm water, placing it on the nightstand as you dipped a towel, twisting away the excess water before gently wiping away the sweat on your feverish lover. "What a surprised. I'm always swimming in cold water and all, how did I caught a cold now?" He had his lids closed as you wiped across his forehead. His voice was soft and weak.

"I'm not surprised. Just a little disappointed." He didn't have to open his eyes to already know the expression you had on your face. Your face was filled with worry the moment you noticed Haru shivering, even after stealing your blankets. "At least your fever is coming down" He tiredly lets out a hum. You kneeled down beside the bed, resting your head on your arm as you stared at his face, wincing time to time from muscle soreness. When Haru gets sick, his whole body almost shuts down. You felt his hand moving, searching for yours as you intertwined your fingers in his, kissing the top of his hand. "You know how worried I get when you're sick Haru." You rubbed your thumb against his skin.

"I know..." He slowly fluttered his eyes opened, turning to face you. His lips were paled and his eyes were filled of tiredness. "I'm sorry, Y/N." You reached for head, gently patting his head.

"Try getting some sleep, alright? I'm going to make some congee for you." You stood up, snuggling him in before you quietly closed the door, heading to the kitchen to start making his meal. Kisumi called to apologize and to check up on Haru to see if he's alright since he also caught a cold. You called his coach to let him know Haru's condition and that he'll need a few days off to recover.

You added to vegetables into the boiling pot before opening the cabinets to see if there's any medication left and too your surprised, you were all out. Tippy toeing back into your shared room, you quietly changed into some warmer clothing before walking back out, quickly glancing at Haru who was peacefully sleeping. You opened the door to a gust of wind and snow blowing into the house. You totally forgot about the snowstorm today but Haru's health was your priority.

You hurried to the convivence store to grab some medication along with snacks that Haru liked before heading home when the smell of something burning alarmed you. You forgot to turn off the stove before you left. You dropped your bag and ran over to the stove, turning off the heat and removing the lid before it overflows when you suddenly felt a shock of pain on your palm. You burnt yourself from the pot lid. Dropped the lid, forgetting that Haru was possibly still sleeping and ran your hand under water, hissing at the contact with the water. You mixed the congee, letting out a sigh that it wasn't burnt. Removing your jacket you went to get the first aid kit to apply some ointment onto your palm before wrapping it. It had a tingling sensation but you needed to make sure Haru eats and takes his medicine. You sliced up some fruit before placing them on a tray, heading to his room when you saw him in the hallway.

"Did something happen?" Haru's complexion looked a lot better after sleeping. His eyes travelled to the tray your holding.

"Oh, it's nothing. Let's go back to the room so you can eat and sleep after."

"I'll eat in the living room. I'm feeling a lot better after sleeping." He takes the tray from you, carrying it to the coffee table before taking a seat on the floor, you sitting beside him. He started eating, letting out a smile as your cooking never fails to impress him. "It's really good."

"Eat more then." You smiled, unconsciously running your hands through his hair. He stops and turns to you.

"What happened to your hand?" He takes a hold of your wrist, eyes widen at they covered palm. You tried pulling it back but his grip was too strong, even for someone who's sick.

"I just burnt myself a little when I was cooking, it's nothing." You tried to reassure him but it doesn't look like it got to him.

"Did you go out?" You followed his eyes behind you to the bag you abandon on the floor when you went to save the congee. "Where did you go in this weather?"

"We were out of medicine so I went to go get some at the convivence store." You stood up to get the bag, taking out the medicine

"Didn't you hear about the snowstorm today?" You looked up to his furrowed brows. "There was even a warning."

"Don't you worry. When it comes to the both of us, you know who dresses more accordingly to the weather." He knew he couldn't disagree, because you were always reminding him to bring a jacket when it's chilly or an umbrella when it rained. "I needed to get you medicine, that's why."

"You could've waited until the storm passes."

"When you're running with a fever and in pain? You know I'll never let that happen." His head dropped in defeat, feeling a little disappointed that you went out in such a horrible weather just to get medication. "Haru, you know how much you mean to me." You held his cheeks, lifting his face so you could look into his ocean blue eyes. "It doesn't matter what time of day, what weather condition, or whatever the problem is, you are always my number one priority." It then hits him. Just how much you cared for him. How much you treasure and adore him. The realization finally comes to Haru, and his heart couldn't stop glowing with love.

"Thank you." He softly smiles. You could feel his cheeks heating up as you automatically felt his forehead.

"Oh no, is your fever coming back again?!" You started to panic but Haru gently places his hand on your lap, trying to get you to calm down.

"Y/N..." He looked to the side, trying to organize his thoughts. "I... You are my number one priority also." You froze, trying to recollect what he just said.

Nervously laughing you gently slapped his shoulder. "Ok Haru, I think this fever is really getting you to. I'm going to get some water so you can eat your medicine. You turn to stand up before landing back on the ground. Haru's arms wrapped you as felt his warmth on your back. Your heart was pounding from his intimate actions. This was definitely something he would not do. Something way out of his comfort zone. "Haru? Are you okay?"

He rests his chin on your shoulder. "You've always been patient with me." You slowly nodded. "You also never failed to let me know how much you love me." His grip around you waist tightens. "If only you knew the amount of times I've tried to do the same." You fingers lightly touch his arm. "I know you told me that you'll wait for when I'm ready. And after all this time, I finally realized something for myself." You quietly waited for him to finished, knowing that he's organizing his thoughts. "I've come to realize just how much I am in love with you."

"Haru you don't-"

"No, Y/N. You don't understand how much I've been wanting to let you know. The amount of times I whispered it to you when you're asleep yet I still can't say it to you face to face frustrated it. The fact that whenever you told me you loved me, I hated myself for not being able to tell you I felt the same." You could hear his voice shaking and turned to face him, gently rubbing his shoulder. He slowly inched closer to your face. "I imagine myself looking to you in the eyes, deeply in love and finally letting all my feelings out for you." You couldn't help but to smile. Maybe this fever of his has him feeling more brave. "Thank you for waiting all this time, Y/N. I love you." He rests his hand on the side of your face, slowly bringing your face closer to his. His eyes staring down at your lips.

As much as you didn't want to ruin this sweet memorable moment, you covered his lips with your palm. "Take your medication and recover." You smirked as his face reddens up from embarrassment. "Then I'll let you finish what you wanted to do." You leaned up to kiss his forehead. "And promise me, no more stripping half naked." He chuckles, nodding his head obediently. You opened your arms for him to gladly fall and snuggle into.

"No matter how long. I'll always be patiently waiting for you."

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Pretty Fish

Summary: Why does Haru love fish so much? And why did he think saying you look like a fish was a compliment? [Mean] Haruka 'Haru' Nanase x Reader I kind of lost myself on this one tbh. Sorry :(

It kind of just left his mouth without him even thinking about it. He didn't mean anything bad about it; he meant it as a compliment, but it seemed you didn't see it that way.

"You look like a Goldfish."

You look at him, absolutely silent, not knowing what to say. Haru doesn't say anything else; Genuinely he just said it offhandly.

"What?"

He looks up at you, tilting in his head, "You look like a Goldfish?"

"Why would you say that?"

He hums, his face distorting in confusion, "Because you look like a Goldfish?"

"Is that supposed to be a compliment?" You step closer, crossing your arms and tapping your foot.

Haru quickly picked up on that you were upset and his eyes darted around the room. "Um... Yes?"

"Goldfish aren't pretty-"

"I think they are pretty."

You frown and Haru sinks into his seat, not knowing where this conversation was going. You realized maybe you were overreacting, but why a fish? Why not a koala or a panda fox? That would be understandable, but a fish? Though you should have expected that from Haruka.

"But a fish?"

"I like fish."

You roll your eyes, "How would you like if I compared you to a fish?"

"Nice."

You frown, but you start to laugh. It was so stupid because you knew Haru meant no harm by it, but it was just so weird. You had never been compared to a fish, but it was so Haru. Haru looked at you a little concerned, but you waved him off.

"I'm sorry. Goldfish are ugly though."

"Not all."

"You'd know that, wouldn't you? You know what, you look like a guppy."

"Do I?"

"Yeah... Yeah you do. In a cute way."

"Of course. Always."

You smile, feeling a little foolish for your earlier comment. You should have been honored that the fish-lover man would compare you to something he loves so much, but if he ever said you looked like a goldfish again, you'd probably gut the jerk.

#haruka nanase x reader #haru x reader #haruka x reader #haruka nanase #haru nanase #haru nanase x reader #free swim club #free! swim club #free x reader #yandere free swim club #swim club x reader #mean haruka

[mccnstruck]

me when roblox

anyways. heres some headcanons of playing roblox with pjsekai / genshin characters

a/n: this is my first time making this format !! super sorry if it seems out of character and the limited amount of characters but i hope you enjoy !!!

whenever you play horror games like forgotten memories or the mimic, they will literally only play because you're playing. they're scared shitless even in the title screen. as the music intensities they're will hide behind you and you have to find the objective of the game for them. after this gaming session, i don't think you can even play rainbow friends with them...

- AN SHIRAISHI, tsukasa tenma

very nice and respectful in the game. will help out other players and have fun, no matter what you're playing. you could even play meepcity and they would enjoy it. it's so wholesome. just make sure you don't let them give the win to someone else; you gotta be #1 in race around the world!

- KAEDEHARA KAZUHA, EMU OTORI, ichika hoshino, haruka kiritani, jean gunnhilder, minori hanasato, honami mochizuki, amber, kohane azusawa

don't even WORRY about them giving a win to someone else, because they are COMPETITIVE. don't let their usual demeanor fool you, oh no. no matter what, they're going to show everyone to not join THEIR GAME. they only find out everyone's left when they see no one's name, besides yours. the last thing left in chat is someone saying "tryhard".

- cyno, nene kusanagi, toya aoyagi, airi momoi, fischl, kaeya alberich

....doesn't know how to move around. it was chaos even trying to play a co-op game. don't even get me started on trying to play double trouble.

- SHIZUKU HINOMORI, shenhe, zhongli

initially wants to disagree. you literally have to bribe them to play, but once you do... they become so invested in it that you have to get them to play another game. will literally speedrun speedrun 4 if they wanted to.

SCARAMOUCHE, diluc, akito shinonome, shiho hinomori, xiao, mona

so foul. so so so foul. loves threating to dox people whenever they lose a game. probably tried to send a message but it showed up as ##############. their account was probably banned that following week.

ENA SHINONOME, SCARAMOUCHE, nene kusanagi, tighnari, KAVEH, itto

LOVES good designed games. probably loved story games and seeing updates on previous ones. would be SOOO good as a beta tester, because they will literally share all of their thoughts and technical and creative ideas. will even analyze the music if they need to. would probably learn lua to code a game in roblox.

- RUI KAMISHIRO, ALBEDO, sucrose, kanade, mizuki akiyama

...has doxxed someone. hasn't even told you that they've even did it. it comes up in a conversation and you don't know whether to be mortified or subtly impressed.

- MIZUKI AKIYAMA, nene kusanagi, childe, dottore

has played every single roblox game out there, it feels like. wanna beat rainbow friends? they've beat it twice! wanna play epic minigames? they're literally level 62. you are impressed, but also, how????

- saki tenma, rui kamishiro, nene kusanagi, mizuki akiyama

mccnstruck

#genshin x reader #pjsekai x reader #kazuha x reader #an x reader #akito x reader #mizuki x reader #genshin fluff #genshin crack #pjsekai fluff #pjsekai #cyno x reader #kaveh x reader #toya x reader #rui x reader #tsukasa x reader #haruka x reader #airi x reader #ichika x reader #IM NOT GONNA TAG ALL THEM #recovered_literature_!

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You write for blue period?! Yes! Thank you your feeding me. Can I request Haruka Hashida finding his muse stalking her and eventually somehow leading to sex with her, if that's too specific a smut scenario with him is fine

Muse - Haruka Hashida

In which Haruka sees you walking past the studio he paints at, and can't take his eyes off of you. He 'hires' you to be his model, but he can't take his hands off of you.

CW smut! contains praise, possession, and body worship. afab reader and i believe female pronouns. no actual p in v but fingering an: so sorry this took so long sweetie :) life gets busy doesnt it? also im sorry hunnybun but the stalking was more-so dropped, it didnt fit his personality. :< im sure youll still love this work though :)

Haruka considered himself a pretty calm young man. He never carried a temper, never got frustrated, and certainly never got violent. His emotions were laid back and was, generally, very cheerful. Not much affected him. His art however, sometimes changed this, and today happened to be one of those days.

He was studying the human figure. The private studio he was in, over the summer until he started university, was fairly spacious. He was on the top floor so a skylight he was blessed with and the natural light did tend to lift his spirits. The windows along the side, reaching from floor to ceiling, gave him a beautiful view of the people going about their daily lives. More than once, a few would catch his eye, and he would try to incorporate them into his studies, but they never interested him enough that he really found himself following through with these goals. He couldn't get it right, and he almost lost hope, until he saw you exiting the corner store.

His eyes visibly widened when they laid upon you. His paintbrush, which was previously in his hand, dropped to the group with a shallow clatter. His lips parted in a gasp that anyone would blush at if they knew it came from him, but he paid no attention to anything else in that moment but you and your figure. You were blissfully unaware of the violet-haired man watching you walk down the street, minding your own business. It was only after you rounded the nearest block that he realized he must have you for his work.

His footsteps echoed down the stairwell as he ran as fast as he could. The doors to the building banged open, granting concerned glances from passerby. He looked almost like a madman. But he cared nothing for what he looked like in that moment. He only cared to know your body for his art, no matter the means.

His eyes locked with yours on the other side of the crosswalk, and you, being friendly, granted him a small smile. He smiled back, and took a moment to calm his appearance before the "walk" sign turned, and you crossed. As you came closer he began to speak to you.

"Hello, there. I'm Hashida Haruka, it's very nice to meet you," He began, his voice commanding your attention. Now that he was this close to you, he began to get nervous for arguably the first time in his life. Your beautiful eyes looked up at him and ur hair flowed gently in the breeze of the city. You had a gentle blue sundress on accented by a white cardigan and your purse over your shoulder. He couldn't stop staring at you and how those clothes were hiding your beauty. He wanted to see you.

"Hi! I'm (y/n)." You offered shyly, walking past him awkwardly. Yes, he was beautiful, but it was strange that he suddenly introduced himself to you. "Sorry, (y/n), I just... are you in school? I thought I've seen you before and wanted to introduce myself."

"Uh, no, I'm not, I'm attending next year."

"Might I ask what you're doing all alone, then?"

"I'm looking for a job right now, to keep myself occupied until then." You admitted. He was being nice after all, so you might as well be nice back.

"Oh! Actually, that's wonderful, because that's what I wanted to speak to you about." He paused. This was divine intervention, he was sure. You needed a job and he had one to give. He was sure you wouldn't mind the job, no matter the... provocativity of it. He gently put his arm around you and led you two to the front of his building, a ways off the sidewalk.

"Oh? Do you have one for me?" You asked. "It's a bit odd to offer a job to a random woman on the street, I must admit."

He turned you to face him. "Yes, I know, but it's so specific and I've been looking for someone to take it every day. You see I work up there-" He pointed to his studio in the sky, "And I watch for people like you every day. Truly beautiful people, whom I know have a beautiful figure under all of this." His hands, slowly, grabbed at the fabric around your hips, and you blushed at the proximity of him and his intentions.

"I promise it will be worth your time, and you'll be payed well. I just need you as my... muse. It will be very simple (y/n)." His breath was right on your lips as he leaned close in his intensity. He didn't want to lose a beautiful opportunity such as this.

Your head raced as your lips answered before your mind could reason.

"Yes,"

The moments after were a blur. You were rushed upstairs, into his studio, given a robe and told to change, until you found yourself on a pedestal. Haruka was behind his canvas, and words that told you to remove the robe flowed through your ears. You paused. He got up from his canvas and strode toward you. It didn't matter the height of the pedestal, he was still taller than you.

"Come on, this needs to come off," He breathed. His proximity made the cold room feel hot, your skin burning in the wake of his gentle hands pulling the robe off of your shoulders. You let him. The fabric went down, exposing your bosom, then your waist, then your hips, and suddenly it was on the floor and his eyes widened once more.

"You're a goddess," He whispered, taking a small step back. Your arms clasped behind you for fear that he would be mad if you covered yourself. A deep red blush decorated your cheeks. You looked like an angel to him. So much more divine than all the other people he'd seen. Nobody could ever compare to you. It didn't matter the amount of body fat you had, it didn't matter because it framed you. It was you. He was in love, in lust, and didn't want to waste the moment. But despite what you thought he would do, quickly return to his canvas, he took another step forward till he was so close to your face.

"Art can wait. It would be a sin against you to not relish in the body you've been blessed with," And with that his lips met yours.

It was electric. His soft lips decorated yours with gentle love and you melted into him. His arms gently made their way to your shoulders again, one hand straying down to the small of your back. He pressed you closer into him. He groaned into the kiss and you involuntarily moaned in response.

"Please..." You broke the kiss, not sure what you're asking for. His eyes bore into yours as he began to take off his coat. As he peeled his layers off, he haphazardly reconnected your lips and your hands joined his in removing his top until hands were everywhere, bodies exposed to one another. Only his boxers remained and he was getting impatient to pleasure you.

His hands went to your legs and he pulled you onto him, carrying you to one of the clean countertops of his studio. The coldness stung your thighs as he set you down, but your focus was reassigned to his hand getting dangerously close to your cunt. And suddenly his fingers were on your intimate parts, drawing moans out of you and onto his lips. He worked your clit, doing wonders to you, before his fingers entered your hole. His unoccupied hand grabbed your breast and began to fondle it.

"Oh, sweet thing, I know," He whispered onto your lips after he curled his fingers. Your eyes were screwed shut as you were sent places you could never have taken yourself. His fingers reached so deep inside you anyone would consider it unholy. He didn't care, neither did you. Those digits made you a puddle and he relished in it. It was bliss, and he knew what he was doing. His eyes didn't leave your face. Such an angel as you deserved to be treated to the most glorious of pleasures, he thought, and he sped up his movements so you could feel yourself a climax you'd never had before.

You finally came crashing with a moan. Eyes popping open and rolling back, his other hand went to cage your side in as he leaned closer to you as your back arched. Waves rolled through your body as the bright lights above you shined down on you. Haruka watched your every move, captivated, and knew that he wanted to see you climax again and again and again, until you were spent.

As you started to come down slowly, pulsing around his fingers, your head realigned, and his eyes met yours and a gentle smile graced his lips.

"My beauty, you are magnificent,"

You turned more red, but didn't have time to dwell on his words before his fingers started to move again and you grasped his wrist.

"W-what are you doing?"

"Oh darling, can't you give me another? You deserve to feel good once more," he smirked.

#blue period smut #haruka hashida smut #haruka smut #haruka x reader #haruka hashida x reader #e mads smut #bp smut #blue period hashida smut #blue period haruka hasida smut #blue period haruda hasida x reader #blue period haruka x reader

[thequietkid-moonie]

The glimpse of a lost memory about someone that doesn't exist anymore

[ ONE-SHOT ]

[ Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon / Bishoujo Senshi Sailor Moon ]

Okay, i can't believe I made myself cry after reading it once it was done! I think i put waaaay to much heart on this

I really REALLY hope you like it as much as I did, my dear reader ! ❤️

It all started by just a simple dream, it wasn't the first time Usagi dream with someone calling out for her, it happened before she became a Sailor Scout, but this time it felt different, it wasn't like if that person was calling for her to try and reach her, if was more like if it were someone greeting her, happy to see her again, and whenever she wake up she felt rather melancholic

The first time Usagi tried to just brush it off, but soon it started to happen more and more, every time it was diferent scenarios and diferent places but what never changed was the person talking to her, someone she can't reconize, she can't even see their face but know that is smiling at her, it was too weird, but what it was more weird it was how happy and comforted she felt on that dreams

Soon she will end up telling her friends about it, probably just because she was too distracted with all of this that it had became obvious for everyone, Usagi tried to brush it off but it was of no use since they know her too well, and at the end she finally tells them about the weird dreams she have been having lately, and for her surprised everyone agreed to have those dreams too, for everyone was different but what never changed was the person talking to them, even Mamoru had a few dreams with someone who talked to him with respect but treat him as family

Everyone start to worry about it, they would prefer to don't take it as something bad imediatly but it wasn't imposible to be some kind of trick from their enemies, so everyone decided to investigate more about it, looking for any posible enemies that were trying to trick them into something, or maybe it was just the inmense curiosity everyone were feeling, they needed a reason for that strange melancholic they feel for those dreams

But not matter what they do, at the end there was no threaten, only the feeling of melancholic, like if they had lost something and now they were missing it, it was so confusing, Makoto, Rei and Minako were the ones growing more frustrated for not reaching any answer to what the hell was happening, they want to be ready for any posible future threating but this was too strange and yet it felt so familiar

At some point Michiru, Haruka, Setsuna and Hotaru get involved too, it is normal for them to step in if there is any posible threaten to their princess but they were pretty much in the same position at the rest, the feeling of missing something and some weird dreams of someone they don't reconize, however their role when they were on the Moon Kingdom were far different from the others and they are more aware than the other sailor scouts about what happened, so they are a little more aware about this situation, somehow knowing that it isn't a bad thing, in fact is the opposite

Now being all together on this it would make things easier for them to try to find answers, using all their recurses and powers together to try to find out who is that person that they can't remember but always smile at them. Even when it was dificult they had came way too far to back off now, feeling a curiousity grow by the shared feeling of lost and missing, the more they go deeper by trying to remember the more sadness start to grow in their hearts, it was so strange but make them think that this was far more important from what they thought

The answers they were searching for were finally reveled when they finally reached the spot where they had lost what they were missing, in one of the rooms of the the ruins of the castle of the moon they were able to find the remains of a dead star that leave behind only their feelings, their wish of a greater future, barely noticeable but still somehow intense

The memories slowly started to came to them again, it was you the one that was being missing, that one comforting presence that make them feel melancholic. Still without being able to fully to see your face they started to remember the day they met you, a shooting star that came to the moon kingdom, motivated by pure love you wanted to serve the royal family and fight along side with the greatest warriors that were the sailor scouts, your comforting presence was even able to be felt even for those who were so far away, you used to always look at the vast universe in their direction, sending them a smile hoping they won't feel too lonely

You became their friend and confident, become part of the group and spend a long time with them, caring and helping all of them at the best of your habilities, trying your best to teach the princess what you had to offer, even when that bring you problems since you were the one to teach her to travel to earth. You laughed with them and cried with them so long ago, you cared for them and cover their backs on battles, you were there to fight along side with them to protect the kingdom and the princess, you were also there to watch how the pince Endymion sacrificed himself to save your princess and to see your princess take her own life, you were there to cry for their dead and slowly see the kingdom fall into the deepest sadness, to see the kingdom slowly perish by the aftermath of the war

You had came to serve the princess because of love and that love was the one who motivated you to try your best until the very end, people always said that shooting stars were able to make wishes come true and you were determinated to do that, you didn't care about the price you'll have to pay, you had made your choise and decided to use your power to make your wish come true. But your wish was not only too ambicious but it was also taboo for a shooting star to use their power to make their own wish come true, but you didn't care

So, with all your determination you used all your power (and you even had to use your connection with the other sailor scouts, taking a little bit of their power to help you, just hoping they wouldn't mind), concentrating all your power, putting all your heart and mind to ask for your wish, you asked to please give your beloved friends and princess, the people you consider your family, a second chance to be together

Using all your power and strength you were able to make sure that someday somehow all of them would be able to met again and live together in the planet your beloved princess used to love so much, but, sadly, you won't be able to be in that future that you wished with all your heart, to make your own wish come true you had to consume not only all your power but also your entire existance, you had to return to your purest form as a star to let it happen, but you wouldn't mind, as long you assure that they have a future then you didn't mind giving your life for it

And then, on that last glimpse of memory the recovered they were finally able to see your face, smiling brightly as your body slowly start to fade away, whispering your last goodbye to them and wishing them a bright future before you become nothing but a light that were slowly foing out

It was more than what they expected, and it hit them harder than what they would guess, they were able to remember you only to lose you again, even if they wanted there was no way making you return, your existance have been extinct for so long ago, leaving behind only your love impress on that wish thay will make them company and protect them forever

The melancholy quickly become a deep sadness and a terrible feeling of missing you, now that they remember all that they lived with you they can't stop the tears from falling, even those that never had the pleasure to met you in person can feel an emptiness in their hearts and the lack of your comforting presence, even Mamoru, who had spent little time with you and in really bad circumstances remember that comforting smile you give him when he came to the moon or the horrified expression in your face when he was hurt, he even remember your voice calling out for him before he died as the prince Endymion

You knew that there was a high posibility that you'll be forgotten and yet you didn't care, for you it was fine as long as they could live happily all together, just as they all wanted, but now that they had remember you all of them promised to never forget you again, even if you can't heard them anymore, even if you won't be able to smile at them again they will not forget you ever again, living in your honor and carrying the memories close to their heart, forever grateful for your sacrifice

#sailor moon x reader #usagi x reader #mamoru x reader #minako x reader #amy x reader #rei x reader #makoto x reader #chibi usa x reader #michiru x reader #haruka x reader #setsuna x reader #hotaru x reader #x reader #x gn reader #anime x reader #manga x reader

[pararororurun]

haruka with an overly touch-starved and affectionate reader?? i want to squeeze him

Sakurai Haruka x Reader

Note : hey guys! I nearly wrote down kiritani instead of Sakurai because I can be a little bit of a dumb dumb lolll^_^ but anywhi please enjoy this prompt! Sorry if it doesn't sound right!

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As you clung onto Haruka he tries to Pat your head, worried that you might have a fever or something. "Are you okay?.... Do you need me to grab medicine?"

You shook your head and told him that you were fine, even though you were clinging onto him like he was the last person on earth. He trusted your words, but was still worried about your well-being.

You continued to reassure him that nothing was wrong with you and that you are okay! 100%! Sure you were starting to caress his head and humming lullabies but it's all good!

Now Haruka doesn't really mind the affection. He was a bit thrown off at first because he was always shown affection in a different aspect, but you've changed his perspective.

Thanks to you, he's having an easier time on guessing whether or not the person is being kind or just sarcastic. Sometimes he misses those hints but you're always there to point it out for him.

He's thankful to have you with him, and he'll mean every word of it. Even if he doesn't admit it sometimes because he still has this idea where anything affectionate that comes out of his mouth is forbidden.

But if you were ever doubtful or his love, he'll definitely tell you how he loves you multiple times. Just please don't take advantage of him okay?

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Note : WHAT'S UP GUYS IT'S ME RARO sorry. Also I'm so sorry if I made the reaader toooooo clingy because I'm not that clingy or affectionate so I'm only writing based off of the way my friends act so yeah! Sorry if it's inaccurate !!

#milgram #milgram x reader #sakurai haruka x reader #haruka x reader #haruka sakurai x reader #haruka sakurai #sakurai haruka #GOD BLESS CUTIE PIES

[rabbitenn]

UTOPIA.

It’s his day, and because of you, it will become an even happier memory that he can’t wait to relive year after year.

ft. Isumi Haruka x gn! reader.

cw/genre: pure fluff.

Happy birthday, Haruka ! He’s grown on me and he’s grown so much himself <3 Something brief and sweet to celebrate this baby’s special day (I know it’s a bit late, but it’s still the 6th for me).

Snow capped buildings greet his morning, akin to the glazing on top of the sugary snacks he so adored.

Eyes of molten acacia blooms look at the world before them for another year, powdery flakes drifting past his bedroom’s window.

Long lashes flutter closed once again, a crescent brighter than the one that’s already hidden behind the horizon, forming on his lips.

Smiles like this one used to be the norm for him years ago, having become with time more rare and all the more precious to those who got to receive them.

He knows you’d tease him, if you had witnessed how smitten he looked at midnight reading your text message.

For all the years he’s known you, you had never failed to make his special day a little brighter with just a few words on a screen.

Happy birthday, Haru ! 🎂💕 Can’t wait to celebrate with you in a few hours, I love you sm <3

Your message is imprinted in rosy shades in the softest part of his mind, as he relishes a few more minutes in the warmth of his bunny patterned covers.

Then, soft knocks are heard on his bedroom door, followed by his grandmother’s voice:

“Haruka, dearie, there’s someone here that’s come to see you! And I’m making a cake for you, it’s your special day.”

With a serene expression, betrayed by the stars in his stare and the unavoidable smile his lips curl up in, ZOOL’s center gets out of bed, rushing to get dressed in his favorite clothes (in truth, it’s just the outfit you always complimented). His fingers close around the necklace you gave him last year, as he stops for a second before the mirror, carefully clasping it.

The sweet scent of meringue and jam greets Haruka before he steps into the kitchen.

His pace quickens, curious to see what his grandmother is working on.

Before he can take a peek, however, warm hands cover his eyes.

“Who’s this?” A familiar voice sing-songs, next to his ear.

A giggle escapes him, a rare treasure that showed only in the right place at he right time, on counted occasions.

“[Y/n]!” He calls, at the same time you uncover his eyes, offering him a cheeky grin. “Dummy…” He pouts.

“Oh, you love it.” You tell him, placing a kiss on his cheek. “Happy birthday, Haruka.” You hold his hands in yours gently, as you lean in again, this time, kissing him properly on the lips.

Your warm presence wraps around him in just one single kiss, a spring breeze at the doors of winter, guiding him to the few still green perennial trees, where birds still sing.

And he kisses you back with just as much care, the fresh taste of chocolate mint chip on a lover’s lips; the lingering spicy sweetness of ginger cookies.

This instant, with just the two of you, the scent of baking cake, and the brightness of a winter morning, is your own idyll, a utopia only possible when it’s the two of you.

When you part, remnants of this handmade dream still float around the two of you, like the first plum blossoms to drift by after the snow.

Haruka looks at you, the sunshine that left his gaze so many years ago, now glimmering truly, just for you.

He’d like to kiss you again.

However, it seems the cake is ready.

Well, he already knows what to wish for before the candles go out.

#idolish7 #idolish7 x reader #idolish7 imagines #ainana #ainana x reader #isumi haruka #i7 #haruka isumi #isumi haruka x reader #idolish7 scenarios #idolish7 hadcanons #idolish7 fluff #haruka x reader #idolish seven #idolish7 x you #idolish7 x y/n #anime x reader #anime imagines #anime fluff

[summer-nights19]

I'm not her part 4

Haruka Tenoh + Ko Seyia x gn reader cw: possessiveness, slight degradation (?), explicity sexual references Thank you for the request. This was so fun to write !

You were woken up by a beam of bright sunlight entering a window. Still half asleep, you let your gaze travel up to the face of the woman asleep next to you with her limbs tangled in your own, her arms pulling your face against her soft boobs. Sleeping like that, Seyia looked peaceful, even angelic. She looked completely different to the woman who'd made you cum until your legs were shaking last night and you'd completely lost count of the orgasms. This was the woman who, after the concert, had driven you back to the apartment in her limousine, pushed you onto the bed and completely ripped off your clothes like it was just an everyday occurrence for her.

Which, to be honest, it probably was.

You sat up, remembering that your shift at Rei's shrine was about to start. Being late would not be a good look, especially after you'd relied on her completely for a place to crash. As soon as you shifted, however, you felt a muscular arm pull you back.

"And just where do you think you're going ?" Seyia was smirking and looking at you through half lidded eyes.

"I have work soon, so..." even after last night, something about this woman's presence made you feel flustered in a way you couldn't explain. All your thoughts seemed to melt away into nothing when she looked at you.

"I can drive you, relax," Seyia replied lazily. "Besides," she continued, her smirk growing as she let her gaze drift to the ripped underwear and blouse lying in a heap next to the bed. "It's not like you have anything to wear yet,"

You felt the heat rush to your face.

"And whose fault is that, exactly ?" Who says prodding the sleeping dragon always has to be a bad thing ?

"Drop the attitude, baby. Or do you want me to fuck it out of you that bad ?"

A surge of heat immediately rushed to your legs as you averted your gaze and tried to hide your face with your hands.

The thought was more tempting than you cared to admit, especially considering it had just been a one night stand, a way to prove that, even if Haruka left you, you were still desirable. Still attractive.

You were still stood there, unmoving as Seyia made her way to her walk in closet and picked out a simple white blouse and some loose black trousers for you. You muttered a quick thanks and took the clothes from her.

"Need any help getting dressed ?" she asked as she wrapped herself in a semi-transparent black robe. Before you had the chance to reply, she walked over to you again and started to slip the blouse on your frame, her long fingers teasing your skin with slow, deliberate movements. When she finally reached your chest, you had to suppress a grunt.

"Why are you looking at me like that, Y/N ? I'm just helping you dress," Seyia said as she inched her her face closer to your own and started to leave a trail of kisses and gentle bites on your ear. Just as you were starting to grind your pelvis against her, she pulled away and flashed you a teasing grin. You whimpered, feeling empty without the warmth of her touch.

"Look at yourself, Y/N," Seyia said with something like satisfaction in her voice

For the first time since las night, you looked at yourself properly in Seyia's mirror.

Your body was completely covered in large purplish hickeys, some in places that would be quite difficult to cover.

"How will I cover these up ? I don't have any scarves or makeup or-"

"Don't. Let the whole world know who makes you feel this good now. You're my little slut," Seyia replied, still admiring the marks all over your skin.

You nodded, your mind reverting back to the trancelike state it had been in last night, until Seyia spoke again.

"Well, we should probably get going if you wanna be on time to that shift," she thrust a pair of chunky boots in your direction. "As adorable as you look in my oversized clothing, it probably won't be comfortable to constantly step on the trouser hems,"

You nodded, burying your nose in the material of the blouse as you bent down to put the boots on. It smelled like musky, pine wood perfume and laundry detergent. As soon as you started to walk towards the door, however, you realised how difficult moving your legs properly was. They felt shaky and unstable, kind of like they were made of jelly.

"Looks like I was a little too rough, sorry about that" Seyia said, with a grin that made it clear that this was exactly what she had intended. Before you could come up with a comeback, she'd swept you off your feet and was carrying you, bridal-style, towards her car.

***

AS you were enjoying your lunch break in the peace of the shrine, your phone started ringing. You picked it up, almost dropping when you saw the contact name.

Haruka bae is calling

You stood completely still for a few seconds, completely in shock. Then, before you had even processed what you were doing, your thumb pressed the green "accept" button.

"Y/N ? What took you so long to pick up ?"

Still too stunned to speak, you tried to pull yourself together and answer, but Haruka beat you to it.

"Never mind. Listen, have you seen tody's issues of all the tabloids and celebrity gossip magazines ?"

"No," you managed to reply. Why on earth was your ex fiancée asking you about fucking celebrity gossip magazines ? She had never been interested in such things. Under different circumstances, you would have bust a gut laughing.

"Well, they're all plastered with pictures of you in that idol's car... Seyia I think her name was. Don't you think before you act ? How do you think it makes me look, that my ex is fooling around with flashy idols not a month after our breakup ? The press will have a field day. God, what are you even doing, letting yourself be picked up by random women like that. Don't you have any self respect or are you just that desperate ?!"

Unprecedented rage was coursing through your veins and conquering your mind. Suddenly, all the shock was completely gone.

"You really have the fucking audacity to ask me how I think it makes YOU look, Haruka ? YOU were literally the one who cheated on me and dumped me, not the other way round. And you know what ? I don't give a flying fuck about your stupid reputation. I'm free to lead life how I want now, and you don't get a say in anything that I do. So if I want to go around and sleep with every woman from here to America, it's none of your fucking business and you sure as hell can't stop me,"

You hung up before she had a chance to reply, still fuming. However, as you sat there and avoided the judgemental glances of the shrine visitors, you felt a bubble of something rise up in your chest that you hadn't felt in so long, you'd almost forgotten what it was. The more you sat there and thought about that phone call, the more this magical sensation spread through your body and made you feel light, invincible.

For the first time in months, you were in control of your own life.

Masterlist

#sailor moon fanfiction #sailor moon x reader #sailor moon #haruka tenoh fanfic #haruka x reader #haruka tenoh x reader #ko seiya #ko seiya fanfic #ko seiya x reader #gn reader #smut #cheating

[scarlet-yuno]

Hi! Can you write Haruka x shy reader?

A SWEET TOOTH, FOR YOU.

synopsis —» bullet hcs of (in prison) Haruka with a shy reader. (platonic/romantic, up to you. written with a platonic relationship in mind.)

author's note —» i don't think i have anything to say this time ?? THANKS FOR THE REQ ANON I AM SORRY ITS SO LATE. and kinda bad. and short. i'm not good at writing haruka.

THE WORLD EXPLODES???

just kidding, not really. but its super awkward for the two of you.

Muu probably had to introduce you both in the first place, Haruka was too shy to approach you and you were too shy to approach him.

He does his best to be there for you !! you make him feel understood, more than anyone else. The least he could do is make sure you know it.

He's comfortable enough to go up and talk to you after you become friends, so if he sees you alone — he's made it a habit to just go and accompany you!!

if you picked up any hobbies while in MILGRAM, he probably won't be able to join you but he will definitely watch !! something about watching you work makes him feel safe.

#milgram x reader #haruka sakurai x reader #sakurai haruka x reader #haruka x reader

[nian-7]

Shiho, Haruka, An, Mafuyu, Rui x gn!reader

✧random texts with them

✧fluff, implied fem!reader (an)

(name)♡

have you seen spirited away?

9:32am

shiho♡

no but, I've seen flushed away.

9:35am

(name)♡

you mean finding nemo?

9:36am

shiho♡

yeah, that one.

9:43am

haruka♡

someone told me it's the inside that matters, not the outside.

2:21pm

(name)♡

like, give an example??

2:25pm

haruka♡

they said it's like a refrigerator, the inside matters more.

2:27pm

(name)♡

fair enough.

2:28pm

an♡

(name), do you like bad girls

3:05pm

(name)♡

uh, sure, why?

3:07pm

an♡

i wear my crocs without the straps.

3:10pm

(name)♡

omg.. you're such a rebel.

3:17pm

(name)♡

mufasa's death scene made me cry again

12:43am

mafuyu♡

Oh. It's okay, (name). He's not a real horse.

12:45am

(name)♡

H O R S E???

12:47am

mafuyu♡

I've never seen it.

12:48am

(name)♡

IT'S CALLED LION KING, MAFUYU...

12:50am

(name)♡

ITS SO HARD TO READ WITH EARS IN MY EYES TEARS** I DO NOT HAVE EARS IN MY EYES.

7:26pm

rui♡

okay, picasso!!

7:30pm

(name)♡

STOP. i do not have ears in my eyes, rui.

7:31pm

please do not repost any of my work without my permission, thank you for reading.

#shiho x reader #shiho hinomori #shiho hinomori x reader #x reader #fluff #gender neutral reader #project sekai hatsune miku #project sekai colorful stage #project sekai x reader #project sekai #rui x reader #rui kamishiro #rui kamishiro x reader #mafuyu asahina x reader #mafuyu x reader #mafuyu asahina #haruka kiritani #haruka x reader #haruka kiritani x reader #an shiraishi x reader #an shiraishi #an x reader

[nippleplayer0]

Can you write Yandere MILGRAM boys?

Love so Criminal ✧

Yessir !!

TW :: Usual yandere + Dark Content, read at your own choice !! And me obviously having favorites.. 😭😭

Left out Kazui cause bro is confusing me

HARUKA ::

Jishou-Gata ♡ Self harm Type

Everyone knows that Haruka is deadly in love with you

But oh, he'd rather decapitate himself then give you his head then cause you any harm

You heal him. You give him everything he's ever wanted.

Can you blame him ? Cause when you're not around, he just can't help but feel so sick.

But no, every time he insists he isn't feeling well, he'd much rather go to you than Dr. Kirisaki.

Every time he has a cut, or bruise, minor or serious, he goes to you.

You wouldn't leave him, not while he's so sick and injured, right ?

He'll make sure that if you leave him, you'll be destroyed by a guilt that you just left him in such a horrible state.

He'll eat at you, he'll make sure that when you leave, you won't have to turn back cause everytime you close you're eyes, you'll see his weak figure begging for help.

That is, unless you just stay. Wouldn't you love that ?

FUUTA ::

Sutookaa-Gata ♡ Stalker Type

He's skilled with his online capabilities; It shouldn't be a shock that he'd find you so easily.

When you talk to him, he's absolutely perfect !

He has morals you agree with, and is mostly interested in the things you are into

He can do things that you find admirable in a guy, it's like he was made for you.

What you don't know won't hurt you.

Just don't find out !

Don't find out that for months, he's been stalking your socials, accounts that you've made sure no one would find out about.

Your Tumblr account ? Yup ! He's looked through all of your liked fanfics~

He's really just the perfect guy, he's straight out of a novel.

Hell, he's probably seeing this as you read it ! He's taking notes.

You can't leave, he'll go wherever you go.

He has a tab of your 3d house layout on Zillow, a tab of a video camera from the plushie he got you.

A plushie that just so happens to be your favorite character-- How'd he know ?

A tab of your favorite fanfics, a tab of your likes and dislikes, a tab of your normal routines;

You'll never get away.

He knows so much.

You'll be on your normal walk, and you bump into Fuuta.

There's a new student in your class, it's Fuuta.

You'll go to your favorite cafe to get a break from him, and what do you know ?

The new worker is Fuuta.

SHIDOU ::

Mugai-Gata ♡ Harmless Type

He doesn't view himself as worthy for much, let alone you.

So even though his heart feels as if it might just explode when he sees you without him, he won't bring himself to try and steal yours.

Every small interaction counts ;

Smiling at him,

Telling Es you find him innocent,

Smoking on break with him,

Or on the contrary, scolding him about how he should smoke,

It all makes him feel all the more sick.

He's undeserving of scolding, undeserving of your company, undeserving of Innocence, undeserving of your smile, undeserving of you.

So it's okay, light him up in flames and smile at someone else.

He won't stop you, how could he ?

MIKOTO ::

Haijo-Gata ♡ Removal Type

Let me just start this out with,

You'll never escape Mikoto.

If you don't love him, fuck it, he'll just beat you to death and keep your corpse as a sweet memory.

You looked at another guy ?

Why don't you look at his guts being spilled ?

You did this to yourself.

You captured Mikoto first, with just a sweet gaze, you destroyed any self control he had when it came to you.

He didn't understand it. He hates how you've gotten him so easily, and yet, that sick, burning feeling of hate, makes him love you.

You'll have no choice but to come back to him.

He'll kill all your friends, he'll kill your family, he'll kill anyone you thought you could go to.

The pain will be much more bearable if you just stay with him.

Stay with him, and he might just not kill you.

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