#natsuya x reader

[planetxiao]

# THEY HELP YOU STUDY.

꠵ PAIRINGS; ikuya ; natsuya x reader.

꠵ GENRE; fluff, headcanons.

꠵ NOTES; these are established relationship headcanons, if anyone was wondering. as a struggling college student, i found comfort in these so i hope they help you too :)

# IKUYA

Ikuya loves spending time with you so he’ll do anything he can to be around you. In this instance, he heard how stressed you sounded on the phone over an upcoming exam and he was more than willing to keep you company while you studied.

He sat on your bed with study guide in hand, asking you the essay questions that caused you the most grief. He listened as you answered them each, just rambling a bit to make sure you understood each concept. As the words spilled past your lips, Ikuya couldn’t help the small smile that appeared on his face. Your voice was so melodic to him, no matter the subject you were talking about; especially when you spoke about a topic you were passionate about. There was just this glimmer in his eyes that read amorous.

When it came to you, Ikuya knew when it was time to stop. He noticed the way your eyes began to slowly flutter close while fighting to stay open, or the way your speech began to slur as exhaustion dripped in your voice. He gently closed your textbook and muttered, “C’mon, it’s late love. You need sleep,” and even if you protested, the words dissipated on your lips as Ikuya lead you to bed with him. The warmth of Ikuya’s hold lulled you into a peaceful sleep, with him sending you off with a kiss to your head.

# NATSUYA

Natsuya is a little shit when he offers his help. You knew to expect something from him when he took the textbook from your hands with a mischievous smile. All you could do was prepare for whatever he would ask for in return.

“A kiss for every right answer,” he proposed, which made you roll your eyes. “Isn’t is supposed to be for every wrong answer?” You asked, though his grin revealed the answer. He leaned forward and hooked his finger under your chin, “Yes, but I know you’ll get these all right, so where’s the fun in that?” You laughed at his answer, feeling the urge to roll your eyes again.

And he was right. You managed to answer every question correctly, even while under the teasing gaze of your boyfriend. His smirk soon turned into a soft upturn, just admiring you in the warm light of your desk lamp. He had no doubts that you’d do good at all, even if you did. But, that’s what Natsuya was there for: to quell your worries. He will always be your biggest supporter, just as you are for him.

꠵ TAGLIST; @kodzukoi (i think you’d like these :D) @chuuyamybloved

#hoping this doesn’t flop 🤩 #FREE FANDOM ITS TIME TO WAKE UP #free! iwatobi swim club #free x reader #ikuya x reader #natsuya x reader #ikuya kirishima #natsuya kirishima

[suashii]

natsuya from free! for the ask game, please & thnk u <3

natsuya's love language is — gift giving!

natsuya has a difficult time conveying how much he loves and cares for others; he's learned that much through his strained relationship with his brother. he's not the best with flowery words and he certainly can't guarantee his time but he's constantly thinking of—when you're near and far.

his freelance swimming has granted him the opportunity to travel the globe and while you can't always be beside him, he wishes you were. so whenever natsuya comes home from a competition, he always brings you back a souvenir—something that reminded him of you or something he'd imagined you point at with a smile and pick up for yourself.

alongside the thoughtful gifts is a bouquet of flowers. he visits the same shop every time he returns, questioning the florist about what each flower means so he can find the best match for you.

he's always nervous to present the gifts to you; an unwelcome, nagging thought tells him that it's shallow compared to what he could be doing. but when he's met with your blinding smile and arms wrapped around his waist, he's sure you can feel his love.

love language ask game!

#i havent watched free in forever </3 #perhaps i'm a rusty on his character sobs #natsuya x reader #free x reader #natsuya fluff #free fluff

[zmbiesuga]

BETTER MAN

you've made him a better man. he doesn't even think twice about that statement because he knows it as fact. it's not like he's some superhero movie villain that you needed to fix, or that he's some cold apathetic monster. no, you've instead help him heal his traumas that seemed impossible to until now. you've cemented the cracks in his heart with gentle love, one that can't be replaced. you have helped him mold himself into the man he wants to be. you've stuck by him through every single thing and taught him how to be a better person, following in the path of your loving example. you've made him a better man, and he is forever grateful for it.

★ HQ : ATSUMU, kita, daichi, suna, osamu, IWAIZUMI, kyoutani, ukai, akaashi

★ FREE! : RIN, sousuke, natsuya, makoto, ikuya, noa

★ SK8 : cherry, JOE, shadow

a/n: happy easter to those who celebrate! have this quick little drabble as a gift from my brain

#love letters from leo #my dearest free! #my dearest sk8 #my dearest haikyuu #haikyuu x gn!reader #hq x gn!reader #sk8 x gn!reader #free! x gn!reader #rin matsuoka x reader #makoto tachibana x reader #natsuya kirishima x reader #ikuya kirishima x reader #nao serizawa x reader #cherry blossom x reader #joe x reader #shadow x reader #iwaizumi x reader #daichi x reader #atsumu x reader #osamu x reader #kita x reader #suna x reader #kyoutani x reader #akaashi x reader #ukai x reader #haikyuu drabbles #sk8 drabbles #free! drabbles #sousuke yamazaki x reader #hq x reader

[tuwlips]

Valentines Day with the Free! Boys 🌹

𝙆𝙞𝙧𝙞𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙢𝙖 𝙉𝙖𝙩𝙨𝙪𝙮𝙖 🍰꒷︶꒦

Natsuya is a gentleman(child).

He crushes on you every time he's with you. It's like highschool all over again.

He's very romantic. Will write you a love letter, and put his favorite picture of you two in it. Takes you to an amusement park and gets you cute plushies from the claw machines. (Not to mention how you two share a cotton candy, it’s so freaking cute >_<)

He's so soft with you. Always holding your hand. You're very playful with Natsuya, so when you boop his nose with yours he just gets so flustered and melts internally, even though he's a grown man.

Gifts you a mixtape with all the songs he dedicates to you. (And the songs that reminds him of you.) Man's is just smitten for you.

“Gosh.. why’d you have to be so cute” Natsuya mumbles under his breath as he watches you play an arcade game.

𝙍𝙞𝙣 𝙈𝙖𝙩𝙨𝙪𝙤𝙠𝙖 🦈꒷︶꒦

Soft loverboi.

He might look tough, but for you he's so soft.

Would get you small little gifts which remind him of you, because you're adorable.

Would probably take you for a long drive.

He's a pretty chill guy but gives you the princess treatment.

“You always look beautiful baby.” Rin says and kisses your head.

𝙎𝙤𝙪𝙨𝙪𝙠𝙚 𝙔𝙖𝙢𝙖𝙯𝙖𝙠𝙞 🧸꒷︶꒦

The stoic (but loving) man.

Shows he doesn't care much about Valentine's Day, but internally he's panicking about what to get you, where to take you.

He takes you for a picnic. A cute afternoon picnic.

And all the food is made by Sousuke. He makes all your favorite dishes and snacks.

Also gets you a cute hair accessory 'cause he loves your hair and loves to play with it.

Sousuke hums softly as he plays with your hair. Your head on his lap. “Hm? No, I'm not-… blushing....” He pouts (Because he is!!)

𝙈𝙖𝙠𝙤𝙩𝙤 𝙏𝙖𝙘𝙝𝙞𝙗𝙖𝙣𝙖 🎐꒷︶꒦

Malewife incoming.

This man, is so sweet. He would give you a love letter telling how much he loves you and what he appreciates about you.

Would take you to a cute cat cafe. (Because he loves cats so much and ofc you.)

Would buy you your favorite flowers.

He gets so shy when you hold hands. He loves your soft hands.

You stand on your tip toes and kiss Makoto's forehead as he leans down a little. “H-Huh..I-...” Poor baby was at a loss for words.

“-love you too.”

𝙃𝙖𝙧𝙪𝙠𝙖 𝙉𝙖𝙣𝙖𝙨𝙚 🐬꒷︶꒦

The dense but cute one.

Now Haru might be dense in most (romantic) cases but he knows about Valentine's Day and what's it about.

He makes mackerel for you :> (Please eat it even if you don't like it poor man made it with love.)

Sets up a romantic pillow fort with fairy lights and candles.

You both cuddle and watch movies all night. And of course, he didn't forget your gift. Gets you matching starfish rings with him.

“Cute,” he mumbles as he sees your figure asleep on his chest.

. ♡

#free! x reader #free! iwatobi swim club #natsuya kirishima #rin matsuoka #makoto tachibana #haruka nanase #sousuke yamazaki #natsuya kirishima x reader #rin matsuoka x reader #makoto tachibana x reader #haruka nanase x reader #sousuke yamazaki x reader

[thatanimewriter]

BOOBA!

➳ request: Hi, Charley! I love your writing and I hope you're doing great <33 if ok with you can I request some hcs for ikuya, haru, natsuya and rin asking their fem s/o if they could touch/feel her breasts? Out of curiosity not NSFW stuff

➳ character/s: kirishima ikuya, nanase haruka, kirishima natsuya, matsuoka rin

➳ warnings: boobs? boobs, mentions of pornography (natsuya), gou appearance (rin), the comforting boob hold™ (ikuya, rin), reader kinda asks first?? (natsuya)

➳ notes: this was very funny to write, thanks anon!

𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬 / 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭  / 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐬 / 𝐰𝐢𝐩 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

──  𝐊𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐌𝐀 𝐈𝐊𝐔𝐘𝐀.

i feel like the moment he was exposed to the idea of a bikini, he broke

what do you mean people don’t always wear one pieces???

people purposely show off their bodies??? >:0000

and one pivotal scroll through instagram brought him to ask you

“do girls actually hold their boobs for comfort?”

“yeah, i do it all the time.”

“...why??”

poor boy is just so confused about both women and boobs... and women and their boobs

just doesn’t get it

when you explained the comfort of holding a boob, he wanted to try it

and you let him after about 10 seconds of blankly staring

and another 20 seconds of ikuya getting progressively redder

it took you having to take his hand and put it on your breast to fully break him

i don’t recommend this for ikuya, he might have made a mistake

but he’ll ask again next week when he didn’t do well at practice

──  𝐍𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐒𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐔𝐊𝐀.

i headcanon haru to be asexual with a low sex drive, so i sorta doubt he’s ever tried to go out of his way to look at boobs

but he hears about how great they are from the masses

n he does wonder what all the hype is about

“[name], can i touch your breasts?”

“what-”

“i just want to know why people like them.”

to that, you can’t blame him, so you just let him do his thing

honestly, it’s weird having someone touch your boobs without any sexual intent

felt much more like a medical inspection than an intimate moment

“is it because they’re squishy?”

who’s gonna tell him-

you don’t think you’ve ever felt more conflicted about a situation like this before

he probably won’t ask again because he got his answer

also probably doesn’t entirely agree

because why booba when you can swim with him??

──  𝐊𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐌𝐀 𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐘𝐀.

for sure has seen boobs

probably in porn-

and as suave as he wants to be, he shuts down when he’s actually in a situation

especially when you caught him googling what boobs felt like and you offered him a freebie

“do you want to touch mine to find out?”

“UHHHH”

when he finally learnt the answer to his dumb google question, you’d never seen him look so...

:000

dial up internet sound while he registers in his brain what’s happening

“it’s like a stress ball!”

“don’t squeeze them as hard as you do a stress ball or i’ll ban cuddles for a month.”

it’s ok, he was very dainty for once, applaud the man

expect him to start touching them more often

and if he wasn’t laying on your boobs before

he is now ._.

──  𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐎𝐊𝐀 𝐑𝐈𝐍.

would like to say he hasn’t seen boobs but he definitely has

not always by choice, sometimes gou just shows him women and sometimes he questions her life decisions

but ever since hearing about the comforting boob hold, he wanted to know

so, even if it was out of the blue one night at your house, he had to pop the question

“can i hold your boob?”

“just the one??”

“for now, yeah.”

to that, you felt heat in your face, but lifted your shirt regardless

he was unsurprisingly gentle with you, which you were grateful for

but you still couldn’t get your face to cool down

it’s not that he never saw the appeal, he just never KNEW

he gets it now, he knows that it’s just nice to have something to hold

to have something to squish a bit mindlessly

but you’ll have to make sure he’s not doin this in public around samezuka

he himself needs comfort, for he is a sensitive man

but he might have to just settle for a hug sometimes

#free #free iwatobi swim club #kirishima ikuya #nanase haruka #kirishima natsuya #matsuoka rin #free x reader #free iwatobi swim club x reader #kirishima ikuya x reader #nanase haruka x reader #kirishima natsuya x reader #matsuoka rin x reader #free imagines #free iwatobi swim club imagines #kirishima ikuya imagines #nanase haruka imagines #kirishima natsuya imagines #matsuoka rin imagines

[butter-egg-toast]

Booty Call 📞

Late night booty call 📞

Anon ask: Free men when they are horny at late night calling you for a late night booty call. It can be sfw or nsfw which everyone you choose.

❤🧡💛💚💙

Sfw short and sweet 🍬

Hope you enjoy( had fun with this lol 😆)

Ikuya, Haru and Rei

📞He gets done with practice and calls. They 100% get shy. Won't outright say "lets have sex" so they throw hints seeing if you catch on but, then he'll eventually flat out ask you. He'll wait for you out side your classes wanting to walk you home. (Haru, or Ikuya if he loses his phone lol) Can get a little awkward, not sure how to start the conversation without him being weird.

"Um hey.. I just got done with practice.. I was thinking can I get a little help with my homework?"-Ikuya

"Maybe...watch a movie and eat some take out? Then we'll see what happens next.."-Ikuya

"Um.. would you like some company today?"-Rei

"WHat can we to do today? Can you come over"- Ikuya and Haru

"...so... um...what do you want to do... *moves closer*"-Ikuya and Haru

Kisumi, Nagisa,Hiyori and Kaede

📞They have the intention to do something (if you're comfortable with it) so they would most likely "butter you up" lol. They are not afraid to tell you how they feel. He would buy some take out (sometimes unannounced)(Hiyori). Can be a little more touchy (nagisa and kisumi)

" Hey you wanna have some alone time with me?"-Kisumi

"I really missed you *cuddles with you*"-Kisumi

"I really want to spend time with you. Can I come over? Great! Cause I'm already hear!!"-Nagisa

"I hope its not too much trouble me coming over... I was just in the neighborhood..."-Hiyori

"You look lovey today.. you wore that perfume I gave you * touches your hair*"-Hiyori

"What you doing now? Nothing... okay I'm coming over"*ends call*"-Kaede

"Here! I went to that Cafe you and your friends go, and got you this cake. This is my gift for inviting me..."-Kaede

Sousuke, Asahi, Natsuya, Rin And Makoto

📞These guys will out right tell you what they want. (If you're comfortable with it) He'll mostly ask you to hang out; like going to a near by fast food place then he'll ask you to come back to his place. (Rin, Souskue and Asahi) When he first call. He's not going to staight up ask you. He'll probably start a light conversation with you. (Makoto, Asahi And Rin) Then ask you if he can come over. He bought some beers. (Natsuya)

" Hey! Y/n what are you doing right now? You wanna come over I made extra food"-Sousuke

"We can eat...but I do what we can do after.."-Sousuke

"Hey you wanna have some alone time together? Um.. there's this place I wanted you to see."-Asahi

So, how was day?". -Rin and Makoto

"Were you able to get breakfast today?"-Rin and Asahi

"Do you mind if I come over?"-Makoto

"I Know it late, but you wanna go a ramen place I found? We can go back to my place afterwards"-Rin

"You busy? wanna come back home with me? I'll help you study *winks*"-Natsuya

"Mmh.... actually we can skip take out and just go straight to my place... I'll cook"-Natsuya

" hey wanna have a little fun tonight before "I fly out to my competition in two days" Natsuya, Rin and Asahi

#free dive to the future #free! road to the world #free the final stroke #free images #free! #free! eternal summer #free the final stroke x reader #free headcanons #free! anime #haruka nanase #makoto tachibana #nagisa hazuki #rei ryuugasaki #rin matsuoka #sousuke yamazaki #kisumi shigino #asahi shiina #ikuya kirishima #natsuya kirishima #nao serizawa #kaede kinjou #hiyori tono

[pillow-anime-talk]

love song.

request: can you write a hc of rin, ikuya, asahi, kisumi, and natsuya reacting to their song writer s/o wrote them a love song? i believe that rin is such a sucker for this cheesy kind of things 🥺🥺

# tags: headcanons; current relationships; singer!reader; musical instruments; love songs; soft romance; fluff; kisses & hugs; sfw

includes: gender neutral reader ft. ikuya kirishima, kisumi shigino, rin matsuoka, asahi shiina & natsuya kirishima {free!}

author’s note: sorry for waiting so long! thank youuuu so much!

— IKUYA

↘ PDA or cheesy things are not close to Ikyua, so when he hears a song dedicated only to him, he will be surprised and slightly touched at the same time. He has always liked your voice, so a song sung by you and for him will be the best gift (for no occasion or for a specific occasion).

↘ If he’s also had a bad time or day due to work, school or a failed swimming race, your precious song will really help him relax and get rid of unnecessary, weird thoughts. It’s amazing how music can heal a person so quickly.

↘ If you both lie in bed together and you sing to him, he will surely snuggle into your belly and fall asleep after a while.

↘ After some time, he’ll surely thank you with a tender kiss on the forehead or cheek with a shy smile on his face and go back to nap.

— KISUMI

↘ Kisumi is the definition of the biggest fan and also supporter. He loves everything you create; from the lyrics, through the music or playing the guitar/piano/etc. He loves listening to your voice and watching you concentrate on reading notes, writing a new song or recording something on Soundcloud.

↘ He often helps you out and suggests new things to create or encourages you to do a cover of one of his favorite songs (I think he’s a Bebe Rexha fan, lol). Kisumi also loves to make you small gifts such as new guitar picks, a new writing pen or paper on which you can write and create songs.

↘ So when you write and present him your new love song that will be only for him, he’ll be really happy! And also be indescribably grateful to you.

↘ Will definitely brag to all his friends about this situation!

— RIN

↘ Rin knows that music is as important to you as swimming is to him, and you both support each other in your passions and enjoy each other’s achievements and awards together. If your boyfriend wins the race, you’re the biggest ball of joy in the world, and if you win a music competition or write a new song, Rin will suggest romantic dinner at your favorite restaurant or a lazy evening with a glass of your favorite drink (e.g. wine, lemonade or fruit juice).

↘ Nobody would expect it, but Rin is a really sensitive guy, so when you dedicate a song to him one day, which you also wrote yourself... He will be really touched.

↘ If you’re home alone, he’ll give you sweet kisses all over your face and act like a lovestruck teenager.

↘ “I love you so much, Y/N.” He would talk all the time, grinning from ear to ear and holding a paper with the lyrics of the song written on it against his chest (I’m sure this paper will be his talisman and he’ll put it in his wallet).

— ASAHI 

↘ He behaves even worse than Kisumi. He literally keeps asking you what the notes mean, when you’re going to sing a song for him again or when you’re finally going to be famous. Poor kid doesn’t know it’s not that simple...

↘ Asahi loves you very much and always supports your creativity; whether you’re writing songs for yourself or taking part in competitions – he’s always cheering you on and if the situation calls for it, he makes good food for you and holds a banner with your first name and some big hearts on it.

↘ If you add songs on Soundcloud, Spotify or Youtube, be sure that your boyfriend will take care of promoting them to friends and strangers. He is like a manager.

↘ That’s why you probably know how Asahi will react when you write and sing a love song for him, right? The world will explode with his scream and a deluge of tears!

— NATSUYA

↘ Unlike others, I don’t think Natsuya is a music fan. He probably likes some old anime openings, but he doesn’t like music in general; he doesn’t know the difference between rap and trap, he doesn’t like pop, he definitely knows nothing about classical music and I don’t think he likes country and funky music either.

↘ But YOUR music is different. He always compares your songs to amber found on the beach, and other artists to ordinary broken shells on the sand. Sometimes you don’t understand his approach, but you know what he means and you appreciate it.

↘ If you ever write and sing a song for him, I’m sure he won’t understand the lyrics the first time. Only when you explain to him how much this song means to you will he smile and thank you.

↘ Then he’ll say some stupid line like “Sing it at our wedding” and you’ll roll your eyes in embarrassment.

#— 🍓 #free! #free! headcanons #free! headcanon #free! x reader #ikuya kirishima #ikuya kirishima headcanons #ikuya kirishima x reader #natsuya kirishima #natsuya kirishima headcanons #natsuya kirishima x reader #kisumi shigino #kisumi shigino headcanon #kisumi shigino x reader #rin matsuoka #rin matsuoka headcanons #rin matsuoka x reader #asahi shiina #asahi shiina headcanons #asahi shiina x reader

[dazaiandhislovelybandages]

Just a friendly reminder that requests are open if anyone is interested 🥰 (please check my pinned first if you decide to send a request)

#tokyo revengers x reader #dabi x reader #shinichiro x reader #mitsuya x reader #izana x reader #hide x reader #gintoki x reader #anime and manga #mu qing tgcf x reader #natsuya kirishima x reader #tokyo revengers #moriarty the patriot #black butler #jujutsu kaisen #bungou stray dogs #dazai x reader #gojo x reader

[arileartist]

Free! Characters' s/o pranking them by pretending to take money from their wallets in front of them-Part 2

Enjoyyy❤️

Natsuya: (Scrolling through his phone, sipping on beer)

Y/n: (jumping onto his lap) My summertimeee~

Natsuya: (throwing his phone aside, hugging you facefirst into your stomach) Mmmm my little bubbs~ Where have you been today~?

Y/n:(giggling, sitting upright on his lap, you catch the sight of his wallet on the table in front of you) Nothing much hehe! I was just gonna do something~

Natsuya: Oh? And that would beeee?

Y/n:(taking Natsuya's wallet and opening it)

Natsuya:(quickly snatches the wallet from your hands and holds it high above your reach) Not so fast~ sneaky little fella aren't ya? Why do you need money from me?

Y/n: I.....I don't-!

Natsuya: (pinching your nose) Sure sure and the sun is actually covered in ice

Y/n: okok... No need to be that sarcastic... I was not trying to borrow money anyway...I wanted to keep this in your wallet...(hands him a neatly carved, round gemstone)

Natsuya: (admiring it carefully) what's this y/n?

Y/n: it's a good luck stone!I bought it cuz the shrine lady told me it would protect the person I gave it to!

Natsuya: (putting it in his pocket and punching your shoulder lightly) I already have my good luck charm right here~ I don't need another one?

Y/n: But I still want you to keep it with you. ALWAYS. I don't want you to ever get hurt 😤

Natsuya: (kissing your forehead and lifting you from your waist) Hahahaha, well if you insist!

(This guy is all games. He won't take your prank seriously, he'll probably see through it as he knows you very well, but rest assured, he's definitely showering you with return gifts once he gets the chance)

Sousuke: (doing grips in one hand and reading a book)

Y/n: (walks over to his wallet, giving him a glance before you take it)

Sousuke: (looks at you and smiles) Yo! G'morning

Y/n:(just nods, Picks his wallet and starts going through it)

Sousuke: (frowns, walks over to you and grabs his wallet) If you wanted money, you know you can just ask me? Now you're not getting it

Y/n:(looks at him, confused)

Sousuke:(sighs) What. Don't act surprised..

Y/n:(taking out a small penny and showing it to him) I had found this randomly under our bed...I thought it's yours so I wanted to keep it back in your wallet....

Sousuke: oh .... Sorry... And that is yours...

Y/n:huh?I don't keep pennies though...

Sousuke: (clenches it in your hand and smiles, walking back to the couch) it's a special one. I'm sure it's yours.

Y/n: (confused, walks back into their room) I really don't think.....I wouldn't just leave my spare change about...

Y/n: (takes a closer look at the penny and notices a small dent in it) special huh...

Y/n: (scratches at the dent, and it opens up) aha! So there's something inside..

Y/n:(takes off the metallic cover it the penny, and inside is a small, beautiful picture of you. You stare at it in awe, taking in its creativity) This is....so pretty...

Y/n:(yells) Thank you sou! I love you!!

Sousuke: (smiles to himself) Aye.

(I need to stop turning these into fluff stories jkdsnjsajaf! Anyways, this man has everything planned out and WILL make your prank fail by being one step ahead iykwim)

Kisumi: (singing along to a song that's blasting in his headset, he looks very happy)

Y/n: (sneaks up behind him and takes his wallet with one hand and quickly hides it behind, while tickling him with the other to remove suspicion) (Writer:I DO NOT CONDONE STEALING DON'T DO THIS SHIT IRL) Kissss-me!

Kisumi:( quickly turning around and catching you into a deep kiss, without warning)

Y/n:MMPHH!!

Kisumi: hehehe, so y/n~ what's the occasion?

Y/n:(trying to get yourself together) occasion?

Kisumi:(laughing and wrapping his arms around you, then quickly snatching back his wallet to your surprise)

Y/n:h-how did you-?

Kisumi: (narrowing his eyes) You didn't think I'd notice? Hehehe sneaky little one aren't you? (Comes close to your face) you do know that 'stealing' is bad manners, don't you? Unless you have a good reason to take my money like this, I'm not letting you off~

Y/n: it's not what you think...

Kisumi: oh~? Then what is it?

Y/n:(grabs his hand and puts a folded cheque on it)

Kisumi: 7500¥.... What's this y/n?

Y/n:(smiles at him and kisses his cheek) my first paycheck. I wanted to share it with you, since you're the reason I could push ahead and get this job. Thank you!

Kisumi: (stares at you for a couple of minutes, then hugs you tightly) You deserve everything in the world y/n! Look at this!! This is all yours! I didn't do anything hehehe! Let's go celebrate this right now! (You can feel his face getting a little wet from the few tears of happiness he shed

(This guy, will definitely see through the prank so you'd have to be smart, though now, a day full of celebration awaits, and who knows, at the end of it, you might recieve something special from him👀✨)

Asahi:(in his room, trying out outfits that he bought recently) Hmmmm.....

Y/n:(peeks inside) Asahiii~

Asahi: oh! Hey there y/n! Come in, I'm done changing.

Y/n: (sits on his bed, right next to his wallet that was lying around) hehehe thank you, so how are they?

Asahi: I like them! All of them fit perfectly and they look good too. Make me look hot~

Y/n: Aren't you already hot though ~

Asahi: (blushing a bit) I need to be centre of your attention so no other guy would catch your eye

Y/n:(laughing at his confidence and slowly taking his wallet) hehehe, in that case I need to up my game too y'know? I don't want you looking at anyone else as well(taking out a picture from his wallet and replacing it with a golden chain)

Asahi: (sees his wallet in your hands and the you just did something with it) Hey! What are you doing??

Y/n:(quickly putting aside the wallet) Huh? What do you mean??

Asahi:(comes close to your face and eyes you) HMMMMM I'm not that dumb y/n... You took money from my wallet didn't you?

Y/n: wha-no?

Asahi: fine. Don't tell me. I'm not talking to you then(pouts and turns away)

Y/n: ok check it if you want(handing over his wallet)

Asahi:(side-eyeing you and looking into his wallet) hmm whatever you say..

Asahi:(takes out the gold chain) Wh-What is this?? Y/n is this yours??

Y/n:(kisses his cheek) that's for you my adorable love~

Happy anniversary!

Asahi: (starts tearing up and hugs you tightly)Y/N IM SO SORRY I DOUBTED YOU!! HAPPY ANNIVERSARY TO US!! THANK YOU SOOO MUCH I LOVE YOU!!

(Be prepared for a ride throughout your day! He's gonna make sure that his love is going to feel blessed to be with him today on your anniversary)

Hiyori: (Reading a book and laying in his bed)

Y/n: (walks into his room, over to his desk) Hiyoriii~

Hiyori: (smiles, looking at you) Y/n~

Y/n: I'm ordering dinner today!

Hiyori: oh... Don't we have food at home though?

Y/n: yeah but, I wanna eat something from outside

Hiyori :(smiles) okok, but don't buy something expensive. I'm fine with your normal take-out.

Y/n: (takes his wallet from the desk and opens it)

Hiyori: (looks at you confused) y/n...?

Y/n: Hmmm?(takes out a few bills)

Hiyori: y/n.. Don't take money from my wallet without asking like that....

Y/n: oh...

Hiyori: (walks over to you and puts his hand out, expecting you to give him back his wallet)

Y/n:(takes out your own wallet and replaces his money with a few of your own bills) here

Hiyori: what was that for?

Y/n: I didn't have spare change, just heavy notes so I wanted to exchange-

Hiyori: oh... That's it?

Y/n: yeah...

Hiyori: (looks at his wallet, doesn't say anything, smiles at you and ruffles your hair, going back to his bed) kay.

Y/n: sooo I'll order?

Hiyori: no. You still took my wallet without permission so you're not eating outside food.

Y/n: But Hiyoriiiiii~

Hiyori: Shut

Y/n:🥲

(yeah he's not going to let you off so easily. You're going to face his sassy side for the next couple of days, though, he'll still be the sweet, cutie pie he is)

(cracks knuckles, ~YES! BEST FOR THE LAST~)

Ikuya: (in the kitchen, frustrated a little and scrolling through his phone) hmmmm.... We're so out of groceries....tsk..I might need to go shopping again...

Ikuya: (opens his wallet and sets a few bills aside) I'll use these for now. The rest I'll use for buying that ice cream I wanted...I haven't bought my usual snacks in a long time...I miss eating freely...

Y/n: (scurries at Ikuya from behind and hugs him tightly) Ikuuuuuu~<3

Ikuya: (kissing your forehead) y/n! Good timing!

Y/n: hm? Oh~(reaches for his wallet and takes out a couple of bills)

Ikuya:.... What are you doing??

Y/n: oh I just... Can't find my wallet and I need a few hundred yen to pay for my parcel that's arrived

Ikuya: A few hundred?! What did you order??

Y/n: Aaaaaa secret hehehe

Ikuya: (looks at the money sadly. He can't hope to wipe your happiness away... Even if it meant sacrificing some of his own wants)oh... Okay...

Y/n:(kisses his cheek, but he doesn't react) Thank you Ikuu! I'll be right back~(runs off outside)

Ikuya:... Y/n didn't even ask before taking the money... Am I being too lenient? Should I say that I really didn't like what happened.. How much did-...? (Ikuya checks his wallet to find only 200¥remaining out of his 1500¥, he gasps, getting even more upset) Y/n! Come here!

Y/n:(comes back with a box and secretly hiding his money in your pocket) yess??

Ikuya: How much did you take??

Y/n: oh do the math hehehe

Ikuya: (sighs) I don't like this y/n... You didn't even have the basic decency of asking for permission before touching my wallet. You're my partner... But... Can't you give me some respect? Not only that... But you took a good amount from my wallet.... Did you ask if you could borrow money? What if I had really needed it? Have you been doing this for a while now? Is that why you're so comfortable with doing it?

Y/n:(yeah he's going to make you question why you pulled this prank on him) I....

Ikuya: Did you give it to the delivery person? Where's my money right now?

Y/n:(quickly takes out his money and hands it back)....sorry..

Ikuya: (shaking his head and counting) Sorry doesn't cut it y/n...I needed this for groceries too... We would've gone hungry otherwise..

Y/n:(trying to hug him, but he's not having it) Ikuya... It was a prank

Ikuya: (looks at you, confused) prank?

Y/n: yes- This box is actually empty...I was going to continue it, but...I couldn't upset you more

Ikuya: (dumbfounded) so... You weren't taking money from me?

Y/n:(shaking your head) no dummy...I would never do something like that! You know me well don't you?

Ikuya: oh... So I overreacted...

Y/n: no no! Leave it , I'm so sorry I didn't know you'd react like this I should've been a little more careful

Ikuya: (looks at you sadly) ok...

Y/n:(hugging him tightly and peppering his face with kisses) I love you... Forget about this ok? I'm sorry for pranking you like that..

Ikuya: (doesn't react much, just embraces you back) hmm...

(you two sit there for at least the next twenty or so minutes. Though, you quickly manage to make it up to him by treating him to his favourite snacks and ice cream, he was definitely cheered up by the end of the day)

❤️❤️ Thank you for reading❤️❤️

#gn reader #free! dive to the future #fluff #free! eternal summer #free! headcanons #oneshot #free! rin #rin matsuoka #free! x reader #haruka nanase #free! ikuya #free! sousuke #free! high speed #natsuya kirishima #ikuya kirishima #hiyori toono #kisumi shigino #sousuke yamazaki #shiina asahi #kirishima ikuya

[yuujis-sunshine]

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑: 𝐒𝐍𝐎𝐖𝐘 𝐌𝐈𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐋𝐄

𝑵𝒂𝒕𝒔𝒖𝒚𝒂 𝑲𝒊𝒓𝒊𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒎𝒂/𝑵𝒂𝒐'𝒔 𝑺𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓! 𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓

𝑆𝑦𝑛𝑜𝑝𝑠𝑖𝑠: The Reader and her boyfriend Natsuya wears matching Pj's and spend time together out of the house.

Both Natsuya and [Name] got dressed in their matching Christmas Pj's. It was a gift from Natsuya's friend and your brother; Nao. Tonight they wanted to head out to the Christmas-New Years party happening before Midnight and head out with Rin at a food restaurant. "Angel, are you almost done?" He said from downstairs. You on the other hand was doing your hair for the occasion that Rin would be at, she had never met him but was so glad that she would finally meet one of his friends from his journey. She finally came downstairs, having her hair in a braided bun with two medium hair strands in her face. Now she was really ready since her jacket, scarf, gloves and boots. "Sorry for taking so long!" She said to him.

- 𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐑 -

Rin waited for the countdown to begin just like the others at the shrine as he notices Natsuya and a person he never met before at all, walking in the loud and crunchy snow on the ground. She had beautiful long gray hair that was in a braided bun and shiny lime green eyes.

"Took you long enough." The maroon guy said a bit inpatient.

"Sorry about that. My girlfriend was busy getting ready." His girl then waved at the guy named Rin, saying hi to him nervously. The three stood with each other, waiting for the countdown to begin. As that happened mostly everyone went to the bright yellow and red stand, grabbing a good luck charm called an Omamori. Inside of them, it had either a prayer or a sacred inscription in tiny colorful pouches. Everyone came back just in time for the countdown, and everyone said together,

"3... 2.... 1... Happy New Years!" The fireworks went up in the sky like a gun and cheers were in the air as everyone watched the fireworks show inside the shrine that night. [Name] then gave a kiss to her boyfriend as she said to him, "Happy New Years, Natsu..."

"Happy New Years, My sweet Angel."

-𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐔𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐓 -

Natsuya, [Name] and Rin sat at a table inside of the restaurant as they shared some laughs and giggles. "Tonight was fun!" Said your brown haired boyfriend before drinking his beer. A sigh escaped your lips, worried that he would over-drink once again. "[Name], wasn't it? What do you do?" Rin asked her. She has a finger on her chin, trying to explain how to say it. "Well, I am a Apparel Designer and Beauty Pageant Entrant." "So you were that one in the magazine?!" He asked her. The woman nodded at his response happy, excited that he looks at her ad photos in the magazines or news photos.

"I-I wouldn't say I do."

"You know, Rin... I find you very interesting. Back then, I used to have a passion for swimming... But one day, I found out that my cousin committed suicide from some constant bullying in school. I was so devastated that she was gone, which is why I gave up on that." She said after chewing her food thoroughly. Rin nodded his head and ate some of his food, they talked for a bit longer than usual.

But when [Name] turned to hee boyfriend after drinking her apple juice, she seen him knocked out from the amount of beer he drank. "You are such a liar, Natsu..."

- 𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐑 -

"Well, I guess we'll meet again soon. See ya!" She smiled at Rin and Natsuya waves at him drunkenly and dozing off. The maroon boy then waved at them, heading to his home.

#anime #asks open #25 days of christmas #imagines #christmas #christmas 2022 #free iwatobi swim team #natsuya kirishima #x reader #free x reader

[imaginebeautifulworlds]

Free!

Hazuki Nagisa Kirishima Ikuya Kirishima Natsuya Matsuoka Gou Matsuoka Rin Nanase Haruka Ryugazaki Rei Serizawa Nao Shigino Kisumi Shiina Asahi Tachinaba Makoto Yamazaki Sosuke

#hazuki nagisa #kirishima ikuya #kirishima natsuya #matsuoka gou #matsuoka rin #nanase haruka #ryugazaki rei #shigino kisumi #shiina asahi #serizawa nao #tachibana makoto #yamazaki sosuke #anime #free #free imagines #free x reader

[stories2you]

Can I request some headcanons or oneshot for Nao with an girlfriend!s/o. She make him jealous deliberately because she is unsure about his love for her (the s/o have an insecurities in a relationship for not appreciate). Please make it fluffy and comfort

Nao has gotten super busy with his schedules for university and his part time job, so you talked about your insecurities to his bestfriend, Natsuya.

~~~~~~

Another day of waking up in the bed alone. You sighed. Ever since Nao was accepted to his new part time job nearby your shared apartment, he got extremely busy.

Always leaving you alone at home, rarely walking or driving you to your university. Seldom eating breakfast and dinner with you, only returning home after you've slept.

As days turned to weeks, slowly became months, you felt distant and unsure whether he still loves you or not. After contemplating your options, you decided to contact his and your close friend, Natsuya.

He agreed to meet up with you at Asahi's sister's cafe for dinner. Upon meeting you, he knew he's gonna end up being the meditator of the relationship. The moment you started ranting out to him, he listened intently.

Natsuya couldn't help but ask, "Do you really doubt Nao? He's a keeper, although he's busy and may forget his promises, doesn't he always get back with double or triple of what you want?"

That made you quiet. You thought back whenever you spend your time with Nao. The grey haired man had always gotten what you always wanted, be it cheap or pricey. Sometimes even the things you're not really that interested in.

He neither does it to please and keep you entertained. He does it out of love and appreciation, and you? Maybe you're just taking him for granted.

You looked down to your lap, mixed feelings build up in your heart,

"Then... What should I do?"

After listening to Natsuya's advices, you went out to the grocery store to get the ingredients on the next day. As you were walking your way to your car, you ran into Ikuya and Hiyori.

"(y/n), you're out buying groceries?" Ikuya asked, looking at your full hands.

You nodded and grin, "I'm making a special dinner for Nao! He's been working super hard lately, so I guess I should prepare something great for him."

Hiyori could see your hands trembling, it was going to be about a five minute walk to your car as it was crowded on that day. He pointed to the bags in your hands, "Would you like some help?"

The two boys helped you carry the items to your car. As they were about to leave, you asked them, "Are you guys heading back to the campus?"

"Yeah, we have projects and assignments to complete." Ikuya shrugged. You could see how tired the young man is.

Swimming about 5 times a week, it was hard. You recalled observing how your brother would occasionally complain about back and shoulder pain from swimming. Especially when he first started swimming back when he was a first year in high school.

You gave the young men a smile and offered them a ride. They agreed and gave you their thanks. After sending them off to their dorms, you decided to stop for a short while to give Nao a call.

"Hello, (y/n)? Is there anything you need?" Nao asked, concern spotted in his tone.

You smiled upon hearing his voice, before you could ask him, you heard a woman's voice, "Nao-kun, who's that?"

"Ah, my girlfriend. Please give me a moment to talk to her," The man said politely.

Despite the stern tone in his voice when talking to the unknown woman, you felt jealousy and sadness in your heart. Nevertheless, you asked him anyway, "What time will you be home? I'm making dinner today."

"Ah, don't worry about dinner, I'm eating out with Makoto and his friends."

You bit on your bottom lip, but answered him anyway, "Okay then. I'll see you at home. Stay safe, Nao. Tell Makoto and his friends I said Hello."

Before Nao could answer, you had already hang up. On his side, he sighed. He could hear sadness in your voice. He already felt bad for not spending time with you the past few months. He turned to look at his female colleague, "Well then, I'll make my leave now. Thank you for the suggestion today."

At Asahi's sister's cafe, his juniors had the look of concern on their faces. Makoto was the first one to ask Nao, "Senpai, did Ikuya tell you anything about (y/n)?"

That caught the grey head's attention, "What about her?"

"Ikuya and Toono ran into her earlier at the grocery store. She sent them back to their dorms too. Ikuya said that she looks tired lately and that she had been planning something for you."

Asahi's sister, Akane came by to serve their drinks. She then said to Nao, "She came here with Natsuya-kun a few days ago. It seems that she was troubled with your relationship with her. Did something happen between the two of you?"

Nao finally understood. Without any hesitation, he turned to his juniors, "Sorry guys, let's eat dinner next week."

He also gave Akane an apologetic look, "I apologize, can you cancel my order? I'll come by again with (y/n) next time."

"No, no. It's fine. Go fix your relationship with her. Now shoo." Akane shooed him away.

Back home, you were on the phone with your little brother, Rei. You weren't the person who would cry on every single ping of jealousy. You'd talk to him for comfort instead,

"Rei, what do you think? I feel uncomfortable that he's with another woman."

"Ehh... I'm no expert in love, but the best way is to talk to Serizawa-san. It may be hard, but you know it yourself, nee-san. Truth hurts, but it's better than getting lied."

He had a point there. He was right, in fact, you were the one who encouraged him to try out with the swim club in his school. Rei called you with pure excitement and bragged that he could finally swim all four strokes.

With the feeling of affirmation, you nodded, "Yeah, I'll give it a try. Thank you, Rei. I'll see you soon."

"Right, I'll let you know when I've reach Tokyo."

After hanging up, you released a deep sigh. You buried your head into your pillow and decided to have a good nap to ease your mind.

~~~~~

About an hour later, you were woken up by the wonderful aroma of your favorite spicy curry. You rubbed your drowsy eyes and walked out from your room to the kitchen. You saw Nao peacefully cooking.

You pouted, thinking that your plan to cook for him failed. Once again, you depended on him. You quietly sat on the dining table, watching him with a small smile. Even though you felt jealous, you still feel endless love for the man.

You dragged your feet towards him and wrapped your arms around his waist, "Nao~ Why did you cook? I was planning to make dinner today!" You whined and hid your face into his broad back.

You felt the vibration of his back from his chuckle, "You were jealous aren't you?"

"Eh? No~ I'm not! What makes you think so?"

"Makoto told me about it. You were at Akane's restaurant with Natsuya weren't you?" Nao inquired calmly. "Well, when I found out about that, I supposed I was jealous that you went out for dinner with my best friend."

You looked up to him in surprise, 'He was jealous? But he didn't tell me who or where did he go with that woman!' You thought. You were about to say something when he turned off the stove and turned around, wrapping his arms around you. Nao then whispered in your ear,

"If you're so desperate to know about my love for you, how about I show it in bed?" His voice was low and he had a soft smirk on his face.

You felt your cheeks went red and you were speechless by his words. You were even caught off guard again when he planted a surprise kiss onto your lips.

And the rest is all in your mind, dear readers~

~~~~~

I apologize for the delay! I've been very busy and I had personal problems to settle with. I hope you enjoyed the story!

~ Mayu

#free! scenarios #free iwatobi swim club #free dive to the future #nao serizawa #natsuya kirishima #serizawa nao x reader #nao x reader #nao serizawa scenarios #ikuya kirishima #toono hiyori

[thatanimewriter]

WATERWORKS.

➳ synopsis: who cries on their wedding day (they all do)

➳ character/s: nanase haruka, tachibana makoto, ryugazaki rei, hazuki nagisa, matsuoka rin, yamazaki sousuke, nitori aiichirou, mikoshiba momotarou, kirishima ikuya, kirishima natsuya, serizawa nao, shigino kisumi, shiina asahi, toono hiyori

➳ warnings: swearing, reader is the one walking down the aisle (rei) but otherwise no roles mentioned

➳ notes: i don’t know where i got this idea from, it popped into my head and i looked at the list of characters i write for and thought that this worked the best for the free! cast. also, i can’t imagine any of them NOT crying?? maybe to varying degrees, but they’d all shed a tear or a thousand

𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬 / 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭  / 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐬 / 𝐰𝐢𝐩 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭  

CRIES IN PRIVATE

── 𝐘𝐀𝐌𝐀𝐙𝐀𝐊𝐈 𝐒𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐄.

listen

sousuke is a strong man

he’s not, but let’s just pretend he is

he doesn’t cry over things like this

yes he does

but when he saw you for the first time in your wedding outfit, he nearly broke

nearly

but like we said

he’s a strong man

he doesn’t CRY at things like YOU in a JAW-DROPPING OUTFIT >:((

this is unheard of 

he’s perfectly fine and it’s just dust thank you very much

── 𝐊𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐌𝐀 𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐘𝐀.

he won’t cry in front of you or the guests

because he’s just

stubborn

but when he returns for the reception

and you ask him if he cried

because his eyes are kinda swollen and red

lies

absolute lies

he said he just took a breather

but you know he went off on his own to sob to himself

because the remnants of tears are still there

and no, you’re not gonna mention it

── 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐈𝐍𝐀 𝐀𝐒𝐀𝐇𝐈.

he couldn’t lie

he almost got teary just seeing you for the first time

but he managed for the ceremony

as for in between the ceremony and reception?

don’t worry about it :))

he just needs a moment to sob it out

but it’s a happy sob

he’s definitely yelling to himself how happy he is about marrying you

and as private as he wanted this moment to be, everyone CAN hear him

he is a very loud man

everyone doesn’t know exactly what he’s doing

 but one can assume he’s jumping up and down like a kid

── 𝐓𝐎𝐎𝐍𝐎 𝐇𝐈𝐘𝐎𝐑𝐈.

probably in denial a bit 

he didn’t imagine this would ever happen

so this still feels kinda like a dream

only until the wedding finished

and he woke up the next day to see you sleeping next to him

wedding ring glinting in the morning sun

tears

immediately starts crying

because he’s not alone anymore ;v;

and he has you

he’s 100% embarrassed he’s crying over this

and he’s 100% glad that he did cry the day after

── 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐙𝐀𝐖𝐀 𝐍𝐀𝐎.

very level-headed

he’s very absorbed in him not fucking up his vows

but once the ceremony is over

he’s done for

just stood by himself for an extended period of time

SNIVELLING

the poor man

he cleans himself up before coming back to you

but you know what he’s been doing

and honestly

mood

because you’re probably not any better :))

JUST A LITTLE BIT OF CRYING

── 𝐍𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐒𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐔𝐊𝐀.

what a little bitch

he can remain as stoic as he wants

but you don’t miss the tear that rolls down his cheek

his eyebrows raise just a fraction

and this look of absolute admiration crosses his face

haru.exe has stopped working.

in middle school, you’d never see him cry

EVER

but how can he not shed a tear when you’re getting married?

our usually unemotional bean is in a place he thought he would never be

and god

it feels so fucking good 

── 𝐑𝐘𝐔𝐆𝐀𝐙𝐀𝐊𝐈 𝐑𝐄𝐈.

he has an obsession with beauty

we all know this

so when this beautiful THING (you) appears

gone

lip quivering like crazy

vision gone blurry even though he’s got his glasses on

and a lump in his throat

can barely get through his vows

honestly, you’re happy he cried

because you had said previously

‘if you don’t cry when i walk down the aisle, i’m turning around and we’re trying that again.’

so it’s good that he got it right the first time-

── 𝐍𝐈𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐈 𝐀𝐈𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐎𝐔.

what a soft boy ;v;

audible gasp when he sees you for the first time

jaw dropped and just staring

he doesn’t even notice he’s started crying a little bit until you comfort him

he’s fine with it though

it’s HIS (and your) wedding day

he can CRY if he fucking wants >:((

i say that as if he would be able to control it

he can’t

not a single thread of toxic masculinity in this man

he would wrap you in such a tight hug and cry into your shoulder

but he wouldn’t ruin your outfit, he can wait until you get home and can finally go to bed

── 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐎 𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐈.

this tease oml

he’s still gonna keep it light-hearted

this is your wedding day after all

makes the stupid ‘kiss me’ joke

but he can’t finish it without his throat closing up

and his eyes filling with tears

he claims he had a flashback moment

where your entire relationship just flashed before his eyes

you’re pretty sure he’s just emotional

BUT if that’s what helps him sleep at night-

you’re not complaining

because he’s your husband from that day onwards, you’ll let him process it however he needs

LITERALLY A WATERFALL

── 𝐓𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐀 𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐎𝐓𝐎.

it took waking up for this bitch to cry

i am not kidding

he woke up and chose tears

it has been 3 minutes after waking up

and he’s already a goner

he can’t wait for the actual ceremony where he continues to cry like a baby :))

and that he did

cried through the entire ceremony

but survived well enough

he can’t give a speech at the reception though

he’s hopeless

hides his face in the paper he wrote his speech on and got it wet ._.

── 𝐇𝐀𝐙𝐔𝐊𝐈 𝐍𝐀𝐆𝐈𝐒𝐀.

he doesn’t know what emotion he is

is he crying of happiness, excitement or fear?

probably all three

manages to calm down

after the rest of the style five boys give him some more confidence

and then their work is immediately reversed the moment he sees his parents in the front

and then he improved a little bit

and then he went right back to being a mess

because of your mere presence

and the words ‘ i now pronounce you’

the rest of that sentence was a blur because he just dove in to kiss you

probably cried about the wedding for the rest of the week

── 𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐎𝐊𝐀 𝐑𝐈𝐍.

oh boy

he’ll cry at anything

so his wedding day will be a moment and a half

anxious knee-bouncing on the car ride to the venue

and anxious sighing until the ceremony starts

he both desperately wants to see you and wants you to stay far away

can’t get through his vows without sobbing

he went through an entire tissue box by himself

CEREMONY ONLY

and he cried most of the way through that as well

especially the speeches

my god, the speeches...

── 𝐌𝐈𝐊𝐎𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐁𝐀 𝐌𝐎𝐌𝐎𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐎𝐔.

likely said he’d be fine

and uhh, yeah

he definitely wasn’t

his shirt is probably soaked

don’t even bother with the blazer

it’s ruined

he’s in a whirlwind of emotions

and he doesn’t know how to escape it

because when this absolute piece of art is standing in front of him

his brain malfunctioned

after the vows and everything he was fine though

that night when you went to bed he wasn’t

── 𝐊𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐌𝐀 𝐈𝐊𝐔𝐘𝐀.

ikuya is an emotionally troubled man

and it fucking shows

he’s literally never felt like crying more

natsuya and hiyori bullied him for it FOR SURE

which made him super embarrassed

and probably made him cry harder-

the first time he saw you, he tried suppressing it

failed

tried to get through his vows without crying or fucking it up

failed

tried to regain his composure for the speeches during the reception

failed.

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[seijorhi]

Undertow

A tokrev purge AU, as a treat :))

Kakucho x female reader, Kurokawa Izana x female reader

w.c 6.4k

tw: murder, blood & slight gore, implied non/dub-con, yandere themes

This is not a test, this is your Emergency Broadcast System announcing the commencement of the annual Purge sanctioned by the Japanese Government. Weapons of class four and lower have been authorised for use during the Purge. All other weapons are restricted. Government officials of ranking ten have been granted immunity and shall not be harmed. 

Commencing at the siren, any and all crime, including murder, will be legal for twelve continuous hours. Police, fire, and emergency medical services will be unavailable until tomorrow morning at 7:00 a.m, when the Purge concludes. 

Blessed be our new founding fathers and Japan; a nation reborn.

As the polite, female voice falls silent, klaxons ring out, blaring through the night. 

Seven years now. 

Five, since your brother decided to join the would be Purgers and never made it home. It never becomes normal, you never lose that fear. You do, however, learn the rules. 

Stay home. Lock yourself away behind the reinforced shutters and doors, pretend that everything’s fine, that you can’t hear the screaming and gunshots, the violent chaos being gleefully wreaked outside. You put on some movies, music maybe, sit on your couch, swaddled in blankets with the volume too loud and pray that tonight won’t be the night that someone decides to test just how impenetrable the defences around your home truly are.

Arms encircle your waist, pulling you back against a firm chest. A kiss is pressed against your hair. “Babe, don’t look so worried. We’ll be fine. We always are.” 

–Only this time, you’re not waiting out the Purge by yourself. 

You exhale, Natsuya’s hold easing to allow you to turn and face him. He smiles at the pinched expression on your face, “We’re gonna be fine,” he repeats. “Now will you please come have a drink with me? The others are starting to wonder why my beautiful,” his lips meet your forehead, “smart,” the tip of your nose, “incredible girlfriend’s hiding herself away.” 

He kisses your lips last of all, a sweet, gentle thing. Brushes your hair back from your face. 

“No one’s getting through the security system, and even if they did, no one’s gonna hurt you, I’ll make sure of it.”

Yes, you’d caught an eyeful of the shotgun he’d been cleaning when you’d arrived. His friends undoubtedly have their own weapons stashed away, too. After all – there’s no such thing as a pacifist on Purge night. 

It doesn’t ease your worry any, but you smile and nod for him, letting him tug you back to the lounge room where his friends and sister await. 

Because what else does Purge night call for, if not a party?

Miyano – charming and roguish, long dark hair swept up into a bun – the first to greet you, passing you a shot of amber liquor with an easy wink. “Purge classic,” he tells you, referring to the drink, “it’s tradition – and a secret.”

You knock the shot back, wincing at the burn in your throat as it goes down. “Why does it taste like toothpaste?!”

“Disgusting, isn’t it,” Tomori, Natsuya’s sister and the only other girl present, says with a grimace. 

Miyano looks mightily pleased with himself, Ayumu and Suwabe both snickering good naturedly. The two of them couldn’t be more different from each other. Suwabe’s short and stocky, Ayumu willowy-tall, blond and bespectacled, and yet one’s never far from the other. 

Your boyfriend sneaks an arm around your waist, dutifully accepting his own with a rueful sigh.

“So you guys do this every Purge?” 

Suwabe nods, “Yeah, for the past four or five years. It’s a shit night, we figured we might as well make the most of it together instead of stressing out about it alone.”

“And you’ve never been tempted to…?”

The three of them share a look, Suwabe shrugging, “What, to Purge? Ayumu and I went one year. Not to kill anyone or nothing,” he hastens to clarify at your wide eyed expression, “we wanted to rob his boss’s place.”

“The guy was an asshole. Rich as hell, too. We knew he wasn’t gonna be there, it seemed as good a time as any to try our luck,” the blond elaborates. 

“And how’d that go for you?” 

He laughs, rubbing the back of his neck, “Yeah, we didn’t even make it onto the property. And it was fucked out there, not something I want a repeat of anytime soon.”

Your brother’s face flashes to mind, a pang striking deep in your chest. He’d made his choice, though, with intentions far less justifiable, and so you shove those feelings aside, tilting your face to meet Natsuya’s, “And no Purging for you?”

Intended as a joke, his fingers, resting comfortably above your hip, inexplicably twitch. “‘Course not.”

“The whole thing’s messed up. Who wants to go out and hunt people for fun?” Tomori snorts, passing you a glass of wine and pouring one for herself. 

“Kind of a necessary evil, though, right?” 

She meets her brother’s gaze with one raised, unimpressed eyebrow, “Oh c’mon, Nats, you can’t honestly tell me that you believe the Purge is in any way a good thing. Those who can afford it lock themselves away, and the poor pay the price. It’s chaos for the sake of chaos, the only difference between now and before is that alongside all the criminals who would’ve gone out looting and murdering anyway, the government’s convinced stupid, entitled dumbasses like those two,” she jerks her chin towards Ayumu and Suwabe, both suddenly fascinated with their drinks, “that killing and stealing and hurting other people is morally upstanding, and worse; fun.”

And so the conversation goes, as it always does. You nod and hum idly along with the others every now and then, nestled comfortably into Natsuya’s side while they argue back and forth, until– “Look, all I’m saying is that anyone who’s dumb enough to get themselves killed on Purge night probably isn’t a great loss to society anyway.”

The change in the air is palpable. Natsuya stiffens behind you, Tomori’s breath catching, her eyes immediately finding yours.

Figures that Natsuya told her. 

And to Miyano’s credit, he seems to realise he’s misstepped even before your boyfriend’s growled, “Dude, shut the hell up.” 

“Shit, that’s not what I– Fuck, I didn’t–” You raise a placating hand, and his mouth closes with an audible click. 

“It’s fine. Don’t worry about it, I’m not gonna bite your head off,” you chuckle awkwardly, pretending that you don’t see Suwabe’s wince.

Still, his expression looks almost stricken, eyes darting between you and a disapproving Nats, and you feel a slight twinge of… something.

Miyano hadn’t said it to be spiteful. 

What happened to your brother happens to hundreds every Purge – they leave the safety of their houses with the belief that because they’ve got a weapon and a free pass for twelve hours, they’re invincible. 

Usually, they’re wrong. 

“It’s fine,” you repeat with a tight smile, pointedly ignoring Natsuya’s scoff. 

“No, I shouldn’t’ve–”

Whatever he’s about to say falls by the wayside as a loud, pounding suddenly reverberates through the house. 

The front door. 

For a long beat, nobody moves. Nobody breathes. Six pairs of eyes shift to the entry-way, towards the unknown figure waiting on the other side of the door. 

Silence settles over the six of you, thick and uncomfortable, and undercurrent of tension pressing down on your body. Every door and window’s locked and reinforced behind steel shutters, they’re not impenetrable, though. Nothing is. 

Abruptly, the banging resumes, so sudden that you jerk, flinching back against Natsuya’s frame.

“Pull up the security feed,” Suwabe suggests.

There’s a panel with a keypad on the wall by the kitchen, a few clicks of the buttons and the screen comes to life. Split across six sections, the cameras show a near 360 degree view of the exterior of the house. Natsuya taps on the upper left, bringing the view from the front of the house – the man battering down the door – full screen, the audio filtering through. 

“–gonna kill me! You have to let me in! I promise I’m not armed, I swear it, just– help me, please!”

Your stomach flips. 

“I–” you swallow, drawing in an unsteady breath.

The shock of black hair, the jagged scar cut like a bolt of lightning across his forehead, his eyes, one red, the other a milky white, wide and frantic now as he risks another look behind him – they’re not features you’re likely to forget any time soon. “I know him.”

You feel more than see the way that Natsuya tenses, pulling back to study you, a note of questioning in his eyes.

“He catches the same train home, we talk sometimes.” There’s more to it than that; a creep that tried to feel you up and Kakucho’s intervention, but you don’t feel like getting into that now.

Not when he’s hoarse and begging on Nats’ doorstep. 

He hammers his fist against the shutters, strong enough that you swear you can feel the vibrations rattling in your chest. “He’s coming– fucking hell, please!”

Nobody says anything, uncomfortable glances shared between all six of you. 

It’s an exercise in futility begging anyone for help on Purge night. He has to know that – everyone knows that.

And yet your heart’s lodged firmly in your throat, because it’s not just anyone at the door. It’s not a stranger begging for mercy, for sanctuary, it’s Kakucho. 

Kakucho, who stood up for you.

Kakucho, who took the seat next to yours for weeks before he so much as said a word to you.

Kakucho, who looks half crazed – terrified – pleading for his life. 

You barely know him, a kind act and a few conversations on your nighttime commute doesn’t make him a saint, doesn’t mean you have any sort of deeper relationship or trust built between you, but…

“Nats,” you breathe, your hand seeking his. His palm’s warm, engulfing yours, and you squeeze it, “I know him.”

It isn’t a plea, not quite. 

“Dude, are you crazy? You can’t let him in!” Suwabe hisses, smacking his shoulder. “It sucks, but that’s what happens–”

Tomori‘s eyes flash. She folds her arms over her chest, shooting daggers his way, “So we throw him to the wolves? Just leave him to die?” 

“Yeah; that’s the fucking Purge, Mori! He’s banging on your door ‘cause no one else’s stupid enough to let him in!”

“And if it was your friend and not some random stranger, you’re telling me you‘d leave him to the wolves rather than risk opening your door?”

Miyano, up until now silent, exhales, “She’s kind of got a point.” 

“He’s not a friend though, she said it herself!” Suwabe snaps back, jabbing his finger in your direction. He turns to Ayumu, watching the argument unfold with a small frown. “Back me up here, dude, you know I’m right.”

The blond shifts on his feet, fingers tapping an uneasy rhythm against his drink as his gaze flickers between you and Natsuya. And all the while, the pounding outside continues, furious and desperate, layered beneath Kakucho’s shouts. You’re half convinced that any second now, that door’s gonna give way, and your stomach churns. You feel sick. 

He’s a mere step above a stranger; an acquaintance at best. Suwabe isn’t wrong, either. This is Purge, this is what happens. Those who don’t have the means to protect themselves either learn to fight back or pay the price. There’s no helping that and it’s naive to think otherwise.

Right now you’re safe. Barring an all out assault, you’ll remain that way for the rest of the night. 

The smart thing to do would be to hunker down and pretend the world outside the front door doesn’t exist for the next however many hours. That was the plan. That’s always the plan for the Purge. 

Even the harmless looking ones pose a threat tonight. Kakucho, with his stature and scowl, the scar and those frighteningly intense eyes, never struck you as all that harmless. 

So you don’t blame Suwabe for his reticence. You can’t. The smart, rational choice here is as cold and brutal as it is simple; you keep the door locked. 

Yet your hand tightens around Natsuya’s, anchoring yourself in the touch as Ayumu’s eyes flit across yours, considering. 

You won’t beg, you won’t, but–

“It’s your house,” he eventually says, more to Natusya than you. A shrugs then, sliding his glasses back up the bridge of his nose. “There’s six of us, we’ve got guns if he tries anything.”

Something looses inside of you, a shuddering breath filling your lungs. 

Natsuya doesn’t look particularly thrilled judging from the clenched muscle in his jaw, the crease between his brows. One glance at Tomori, though, her lovely face set is a mask of determination and that resolve of his weakens.

And shatters entirely. 

“Fine. Fucking– fine. Let him in; 4869.” 

He snatches the shotgun off the table as he says it, drawing you back into his side whilst Miyano – the closest to the door – punches in the code. Suwabe, meanwhile, disappears from the room, reappearing a moment later with a gun in hand. 

Sliding himself into position between Tomori and the door, he cocks the slide with a grim expression. He locks eyes with you – only for a heartbeat – and you find yourself wanting to blurt out that the guns aren’t necessary, that Kakucho isn’t a threat. 

You don’t, though, tongue leaden in your mouth, and he nudges her back as his attention shifts to the door. 

In your ear, low enough that the others won’t hear, Natsuya murmurs, “You don’t leave my side, understand?”

You nod. 

With a heavy clank, the shutters begin to lift.

Your fingers dance by your side, your insides in knots. Inch by inch it goes until finally, Miyano unlocks the door, pulls it open and Kakucho barrels in. 

No one breathes. No one moves as he rights himself, bleeding, panting. 

“Shut the fucking door,” he rasps, and like that, whatever spell everyone’s under is broken and both Suwabe and Miyano snap into action to close off the house once more.

And all the while you simply stare, blinking, unsure of what you’re supposed to say or do right now. Kakucho’s eyes shift around the room, slowly considering each of your friends, tasking them in one after the other, Suwabe’s gun, Natsuya’s, until at last, his eyes fall on you.

Recognition glints. Surprise. His head tilts, almost puppy-ish, brows drawing together. He murmurs your name in that deep, gravelly rumble, and Natsuya goes rigid. 

It’s an instinctual response, you think, because a breath later his thumb rubs soothingly at your hip, slow and gentle, a quiet apology for brutish behaviour. Everyone’s on edge tonight. 

And once again, it falls to Tomori to break the tension.

“Are you hurt? You look like hell.”

Kakucho doesn’t answer her immediately, his attention lingering on you for a heartbeat longer than necessary. Long enough that you have to fight the urge to fidget. Eventually, though, he grunts and shakes his head, turning his head to face her. “It’s nothing. I‘m fine.”

“You’re bleeding,” she presses, as gently as she can. 

Dazedly, he lifts his hand to his face, fingers finding the gash on his cheek. They come away wet and shining, glistening with his own blood – he stares at it, almost confused. “It’s… nothing,” he repeats, slower this time.

Tomori rolls her eyes, huffs in a way that’s so similar to Natsuya that under other circumstances you might have laughed. “What is it with men and their bullshit need to act tough all the time?”

None of them, not even Miyano has anything to say to that, and despite the heavy tension still hanging in the air, a wry grin pulls at your lips. 

It only lasts a moment. 

“You guys have a first aid kit, yeah?” Ayumu asks, to which both Tomori and your boyfriend nod.

“In the kitchen, the shelf above the fridge.”

And like that, the boys begin to disperse. Ayumu to fetch the kit, Miyano water and alcohol. Suwabe sticks by Tomori’s side, and when she mentions something about towels for the blood, he follows her out into the hallway. You suspect it’s more to give you a moment with Kakucho – or to escape the thick, awkward atmosphere – but you’re grateful all the same.

With the others gone, Kakucho’s attention turns back to you. Says nothing as you approach, Natsuya trailing right behind you, watching the two of you carefully.

Tomori hadn’t been wrong. Tough act or not, he has to be in pain. Split lip, knuckles grazed and reddened. The gash on his cheek, and blood seeping from a cut on his brow. Mottled bruises darkening his skin. Even his gait is off, his left leg supporting the majority of his weight. You’ve never seen the aftermath of a beating like this before. They hadn’t even let you see your own brother after they’d found him. 

It twists at something inside of you, sends a pang right through your heart. He has to be hurting, yet Kakucho wears the damage like it’s nothing.  

There’s a strange urge – one you steadfastly ignore – to reach out and take his ruined cheek in hand. To see someone in pain, hiding it… you might not be friends exactly, but a lump forms in your throat, your chest tightening. You’ve never felt so uselessly inadequate.

You sigh, eyes searching his, “What happened to you?”

“Let him sit down first, babe,” your boyfriend mutters. 

Kakucho regards him warily. He’s still holding the shotgun, admittedly by his side, his other hand moving to your shoulder. 

A clear message, and you don’t know how you feel about that.

In any case, your cheeks warm, a sheepish laugh – one without much humour – leaving your lips. You’re doing this all wrong. Stupid, stupid. “Of course, it’s probably better if we do this at the table, right?” you ask no one in particular. “Can you walk over or do you need somebody to lean on?”

A faint frown mars his face, “I said I’m fine.” Again, there’s no heat in the statement, the words are dull, robotic almost. 

The others are returning now, Ayumu blowing his blond locks away from his face as he sets the first aid kit down on the table and pops it open. Yet surprisingly it’s Suwabe who pipes up, “Stop being an asshole, she’s just trying to help.”

Well, maybe not that surprising. 

You repress another sigh, shaking off Natsuya’s grip to go and help him, Ayumu clearly having the same thought, when the doorbell rings.

You freeze.

No one dares to breathe, each of you slowly turning to face the door, still locked behind those steel shutters. 

The doorbell rings again, twice in quick succession. 

You hear someone quietly whisper, “Fuck.”

Cold dread sluices through your system, every pound of your heart echoing in your ear as Natsuya chokes on his spit, glances to Miyano. 

And all eyes shift to the security screen. Tomori’s closest this time, Suwabe’s quick to grab her, pull her back as he instead brings the feed to life. Another tap, and the exterior front door once again fills the screen.

Your heart, pounding so violently in your chest that it feels like you’re going to be sick, constricts.

A blond man with striking – deeply unsettling – violet eyes stands at the doorstep, smiling directly into the camera. He’s not much older than you, less than five or so years you’d guess, dressed in an elegant, brocaded red coat. 

“I’m assuming I have your attention,” he begins. His voice is pleasant and smooth, it sends shivers down your spine, the warmth leaching from your blood. 

He waits a beat, still smiling that chilling, awful smile. “Good. Excellent. As I have no intention of wasting my time on this precious Purge night, I’ll make this brief. Nice and simple for you; it’s come to my attention that you’re harbouring something that belongs to me.” You hear Tomori’s breath catch, and hers aren’t the only pair of eyes that shift to Kakucho. “The man – the dog – you’ve inexplicably given sanctuary to tonight is nothing but filth. A defiler. A killer. A menace to our just society, and like all dogs, he must be brought to heel.”

His teeth, straight and white, glint as his grin widens. You can’t breathe, Natsuya’s hand finding yours, tightening wordlessly. You can feel the tension shift in the room, the fear that descends like a blanket at his words. But you know Kakucho, he’s wouldn’t– he’s not–

“By offering him sanctuary, by standing between me and what is rightfully mine, you’ve aligned yourself with those to be Purged. So, again, I’ll make this clear. You may think that behind this security system of yours, you’re safe. That the locks on your doors and steel shutters will keep me out – that is a lie you’ve been sold. I am coming in, it might take five minutes, maybe twenty, but these defences will fall. And if the dog inside hasn’t ripped you all to pieces, rest assured that I will. I suggest you good folks run. Hide. You cannot keep me from what I want.”

Abruptly the screen goes black, and no less than a split second later, the power in the house cuts out, plunging you into an eerie green-lit dimness as the sole emergency light flickers on.  

The sound of your shaking breath feels too loud in the dead stillness. You swallow, and slowly turn to face Kakucho. 

A defiler and a killer, the smiling man had said.

Those things can’t be true, because the Kakucho you know…

He meets your stare. Cold and empty, and that racing, trembling heart of your sinks into the very pit of your stomach. “K-kakucho?”

Two guns lift, Natsuya yanking you back, and in the space of a breath, everything goes to hell. Ayumu’s closest, had gone over to help, and quicker than your eyes can follow, Kakucho lunges forward, a knife appearing in his hand.

One moment, your friend, with that quiet, dry humour and a heart of absolute gold, is standing, the next – Kakucho’s knife is at his throat, and he’s being yanked backwards. “Put the guns down,” he says.

Like his expression, his voice is cold and flat. 

Neither Natsuya nor Suwabe make a move to lower their weapons, Suwabe teeth bared in a silent snarl. 

“Just do what he says, for fuck’s sake!” Miyano hisses, and you’re not imagining the panic lacing his tone. 

The corner of Kakucho’s lips curl, “However fast you think you can shoot, I can guarantee you it won’t be quick enough. Put them down. On the floor.”

“Kakucho, please…”

He doesn’t so much as spare you a glance. Natsuya’s hand tightens, a silent plea for you to keep quiet, and not draw his attention. 

“Do what he says.” It’s Ayumu, his voice a hoarse whisper. Wide eyed, shaking, the knife at his throat pressed so tightly that the movement of his vocal chords causes skin to break, a thin line of blood beading across his neck. “Please.”

“I am not–”

“Do what he fucking says, Suwabe!”

A long silence settles, neither making a move, unwilling to give an inch despite their friend’s desperate plea. And perhaps the terror in the blond’s voice finally breaks through to them, or the cool, detached ruthlessness of Kakucho’s demeanour, but with a heavy reluctance, the two lower their weapons. 

“On the floor,” Kakucho repeats, pressing the blade tighter against Ayumu’s throat. “I’m not asking.”

Suwabe snarls, dropping the pistol. A moment later Natsuya follows suit, the both of them glaring at the larger man. 

Kakucho smirks. Glances at you.

A defiler, the smiling man had called him. A killer.

And too quickly for anyone to stop him, he yanks the knife across Ayumu’s throat and shoves him aside. There’s a ringing in your ears as Tomori screams, Suwabe falling to his knees, scrambling for his discarded gun. Too slow. Kakucho’s sprinting – unhindered by his supposed ‘injured’ foot – disappearing into the darkness of the house, and Ayumu’s bleeding out on the floor.

Gaping and gasping, twitching like a fish out of water. 

You can’t move, can’t hear a thing but the pounding of your pulse in your ears as you stare into his eyes. There’s so much blood, more and more spraying with every dying beat of his heart, pooling beneath his body, splattering the walls, the furniture, everything. And you can’t move.

Ayumu, glasses knocked askew, pretty blond locks falling into his eyes, chokes and gurgles, a trembling, bloody hand stretching out for help – and you can’t do a thing.

No one can.

And just as Miyano jolts out of his stupor and lunges for him, Ayumu’s body falls slack.

The light in his eyes fading away into nothingness. 

Dead.

Suwabe screams, fires two shots blindly down the hallway, howling in rage and agony. Natsuya grips you so tight that it cuts off your circulation, his own eyes wide and horrified, taking in the carnage before him. Tomori lets out a keening sob, and the shutters on the front door screech ominously, as if to remind you all that there are bigger problems at hand. 

There’s no time for grief. There’s a killer in the house, another forcing his way inside. Five of you left, two guns, and another ten or so hours until all of this can be over. 

And suddenly Natsuya’s in front of you, grabbing your face in both hands and forcing you to look at him. You blink dazedly, trying in vain to focus as he speaks to you. 

“–bathroom, lock the fucking door and do not open it until I come back, you understand?”

You blink again, eyes sliding back at Ayumu. His eyes are open, gazing at nothing, empty, empty, empty–

Your fault.

He’d told them it was okay. They had guns so it’d be okay, but you were the one–

“Listen to me!” Natsuya hisses, yanking your attention back to him. “I need you safe, so take Tomori and lock yourself in the bathroom right now. You don’t open that door no matter what, not ‘til I come back and tell you it’s safe, do you understand me?”

You find yourself nodding, a short jerking movement. 

It’s enough for Natsuya, who presses a quick, desperate kiss to the crown of your head and takes you to Tomori. She grips your hand tight and the two of you disappear into the bathroom, one last glance at the three of them, grim faced and vengeful, gathering their weapons under the green glow before the doors shut, and you click the lock into place. 

The two of you sit in the darkness, Tomori’s arm around your shoulders, sniffling into your shoulder as you wait. 

You hold her, a hand running up and down her spine, tears of your own spilling down your cheeks.

Your fault, your fault, your fault. All of this is your fault. 

Tomori flinches with every noise, every muffled thump. There’s a deafening bang somewhere on the floor above you – a gunshot maybe, or something falling, it’s hard to tell. 

Your fault. Your fault. Your fault.

“It’s okay,” you whisper, clutching her closer as she whimpers – the only reassurance you can bring yourself to give her. “It’s okay.”

How could this happen, you think numbly. For months now, you’ve sat next to a murderer, talked with him. Laughed with him.

You thought him a protector. A friend, even.

And you all but begged them to let him inside. 

Ayumu’s blood’s on your hands. You might all die here tonight and it’s entirely your fault.

‘I know him,’ you’d told them. ‘I know him, and it’s okay.’

The look he’d given you, that smirk. Like he knew every thought that was running through your head. Like none of this was accidental, but the pieces of a puzzle falling slowly into place. 

A defiler.

Bile creeps up your throat, and it occurs to you that death might not be the only thing waiting for you and Tomori if Kakucho finds you. 

The tears fall quicker, and you close your eyes and bite down on your quivering bottom lip. 

Locked away in the darkness, time crawls by. Minutes, maybe, or hours – there’s no way of knowing how much time has passed when you hear the tell tale sound of metal groaning, the splintering of wood. Tomori moans in despair, sobbing uncontrollably now as the front door gives way.

“It’s fine,” you soothe, “It’s okay.”

It’s a lie, because while the others – if they’re still alive (they have to be alive, they have to be) – are distracted with Kakucho, all that’s between you and the smiling intruder is a locked door.

Far less indestructible than the one he just broke through. 

And soft as they may be, you hear the footsteps echoing off the wooden floorboards as the intruder leisurely makes his way down the hall. Closer and closer. Desperately, you try to quiet Tomori, but it makes no difference. He comes to a stop on the other side of the door.

Bringing a hand to your mouth, you bite down on the back of your palm in an effort to stifle your breathing. Tomori cringes. 

When the door opens, you’ll attack, you decide. Go for the eyes, or knee him in the crotch – anything to give Mori a chance to run. 

A heavy, pregnant pause, and then–

“I know you’re in there. Hiding away while your friends are getting hacked to pieces.” You can’t see it, but you know he’s smiling, grinning on the other side of the door. You can hear it in his voice. And you hate him, hate him even as paralysing fear claws its way through you, keeping you rooted in place. “That’s fine, I don’t mind. You can stay there for a little while longer, I still have one last thing to take care of, and then we can have some fun, no?”

He laughs then, light and boyish, as if this is nothing more than a game. To him, perhaps it isn’t. 

“I’ll see you soon.”

In any case, his footsteps recede, and you’re left sitting in the darkness alone with your fear once more. 

The thumping upstairs grows louder. There’s a crash and more yelling, a series of gunshots. 

And then the screaming starts. Awful, bloodcurdling howls that have every hair on your body standing on end. Your stomach roils, what little you’d eaten earlier forcing its way back up your throat as you retch into the toilet, shaking and pale. 

“We’re gonna die here, aren’t we?” Tomori whispers, and you can’t find the strength within yourself to try and convince her otherwise. If you survive this, those screams won’t ever leave you. You’ll wake in the middle of the night, gasping for air, unable to shake them. 

“I don’t know.”

Silence, when it falls, feels like a death knell. 

And then come the footsteps. You wait with bated breath, praying that it’s Natsuya. Miyano. Even Suwabe. Any of your friends. 

A knock; the sound ricocheting through you. “Love, are you gonna open the door for me?”

Tomori wails like a banshee, broken and agonised, and you feel that little, tiny spark of hope you’d kept deep within your chest wink out.

“I’m sorry,” you tell her, kissing her hair as you hold her close. “I’m so sorry, Mori.”

And as the door shudders under the force of a kick, you hold her close and pray for a quick end. Another kick, and the wood splinters.

A third, and it breaks open entirely.

That eerie, green light floods the bathroom, the blond man stepping inside. He smiles at you, blood flecked across his face. The blood of your friends. Natsuya’s maybe.

“Ah, I thought there was one missing. She’s in here,” he calls out, glancing over his shoulder.

For a heartbeat, confusion flickers beneath the terror. Did he bring others with him? Maybe that’s how he broke in so quickly, maybe there’s a whole gang of them. 

Your unspoken question, however, is answered when another figure steps into the bathroom behind him.

“She won’t be a problem.”

Your blood turns to ice. 

Kakucho. Tall, broad and looming, he surveys the two of you with interest, his gaze lingering on you. “Are you gonna come quietly or am I gonna have to drag you out?” he asks, a single eyebrow raised.

To your credit, you try to stand. You might not be brave, but you’re not suicidal either. If there’s any chance that compliance gets you or Tomori out of here, even if these monsters killed Natsuya and the others, you’ll do what they ask.

Yet your legs are shaking so bad that you barely make it to your feet before they give out beneath you. Kakucho tuts, sighing heavily – and sweeps in to lift you up into his arms as if you weigh nothing at all, paying no mind to the way that you flinch and shudder.

The blond pads out behind you as Kakucho carries you back into the living room. 

You’re half expecting to be shoved to your knees, the barrel of a gun pressed to the back of your head, but Kakucho sets you down gently on the couch, pats the top of your head twice before retreating back to the bathroom.

The blond stays behind, those violet eyes a sickly colour under the green glow fixated curiously on you. Your hands are shaking in your lap as he draws closer.

“I bought you something,” he says.

You frown, tongue darting out to wet your lips as you mumble, “W-what?”

From the pocket he pulls out a velvet box, pressing into your hands as he settles down beside you. “Open it.”

Swallowing tightly, you fumble with the lid for a moment – until he sighs and takes it back from you, popping it open and handing it right back to you.

And you don’t understand when you take it back, because nestled into the white pillow is a necklace with a pendant, a hanafuda design, matching the earrings dangling from his lobes. 

“Well? Are you going to put it on?” he asks, just as Kakucho returns with a squirming Tomori. Yet rather than setting her down the couch as he had with you, he drops her carelessly onto the floor in a tangle of limbs and retreats again – this time back towards the stairs.

You start to rise with the intention of helping her, only to be stopped by an iron grip around your wrist. “If you get up from this couch, I’ll put a bullet through her brain right here and now, do you understand?”

He says it so mildly, the threat takes a second to register.

When it does, though, you nod shakily and fall back to your seat. He smiles again, a mirthful twinkle in his eyes. “Good girl.” He pats your knee, “Now, put it on for me.”

Casting a quick glance to Tomori, prone and near catatonic on the floor, you do as he bids, lifting the thing chain from the box. It’s long enough for you to slip it over your head without having to fiddle with the clasp – a good thing, seeing as your fine motor skills seem to have abandoned you in your terror. The pendant falls between your breasts, which the blond man takes a good, long moment to admire.

“Suits you,” is all he says as Kakucho returns once more.

And drops another body on the floor.

Your heart seizes in your chest as it moves. Groans and lifts his head, blinking to adjust to the dim light. 

“Nats–” you cry, and forgetting the blond at your side you go to rise once more. This time he snarls, quiet and vicious, seizing your shoulder and forcing you back down.

“Don’t. Be. Rude.”

You draw in a shallow breath, hope and despair warring inside of you as you glance from Natsuya to Kakucho, who manhandles him onto his knees. His face is bruised and bloody, a dark, wet-looking patch you can only assume to be blood seeping from one of his thighs.

He’s alive, though. Put through the wringer but alive.

You almost sob.

Beside him, Tomori’s also being raised to her knees, the dead look in her eyes fading somewhat as she takes in the sight of her brother. 

Your gut clenches. 

Both of them are facing you, Kakucho looming threateningly behind them. Despite the momentary joy, this isn’t a happy reunion. 

The blond at your side hums, leaning in close. With a delicate touch, he sweeps back a lock of hair, tucking it behind your ear. The hand on your knee drifts higher, grazing along the inside of your thigh. 

“You get a choice, think of it as… a going away present,” he says. The warmth of his breath fans across your skin, his hand now slipping beneath your skirt. You shudder, trying to blink back the hot tears that well up in your eyes. You refuse to cry in front of him, you refuse to give him the satisfaction. Amusement and something like glee dances across his face, “One of them dies now; quick and relatively painless. The other…” his fingers brush the seat of your underwear, his tongue darting out to lick at the stray tear that slips from your lashes. His voice dips, “The other gets to watch while the three of us have our fun tonight.”

Natsuya snarls, only for Kakucho to kick him back to the ground and keep him there with a foot on his back. 

“And a-afterwards?” you force the words out.

“Afterwards, Kakucho’s going to beat the other one to death with his bare fucking fists. I wasn’t lying when I told you he was violent,” his lips brush your cheek, featherlight and gentle, “I wasn’t lying about any of it.”

You look to Kakucho then, his eyes bearing down on you with a hunger he doesn’t bother to hide. An obsession.

All those nights, sitting on the train next to him. All the stupid, meaningless conversations you’d had, the night he’d damn near knocked the lights out of that creep. The way he’d begged on the doorstep, and the smirk when his ruse was discovered.

Lies, all of it lies.

You draw in a shaky breath and close your eyes, hands tightening into fists by your lap. 

“So tell me, love,” he continues, fingers once again teasing at your panties. “Which one goes first?”

#yandere tokyo revengers #yandere izana #yandere izana x reader #yandere kakucho #yandere kakucho x reader #yandere kurokawa izana x reader #yandere kurokawa izana #tw: dubcon #tw: noncon #more implied than anything else but #to be on the safe side

[pillow-anime-talk]

jealous kid.

request: can you write a headcanon of ‘free! highspeed boys’ (haruka, makoto, ikuya, asahi, kisumi, nao, natsuya) reacting to their s/o doing skinship with their male best friend? such as hugging and arm holding, but not in a romantic way, but in siblings way! 

# tags: headcanons; current relationships & friendship; soft romance; mostly fluff but also a bit of drama; oc!male-friend; skinship; sfw

includes: gender neutral reader ft. kisumi shigino, nao serizawa, makoto tachibana, asahi shiina, ikuya kirishima, haruka nanase & natsuya kirishima {free!}

author’s note: oooh 👀

— KISUMI

↘ Kisumi has no problem with that. He’s a good and cheerful kid who really loves you and who doesn’t want to put limits on you.

↘ He also loves skinship with his closest friends, so he perfectly understands your need for closeness among other people (friends or family members). He also sees the difference between your body contact and that between you and your male friends whom you even consider older brothers. With him you are even more clingy, less tense and definitely more sensitive.

↘ The boy trusts you a lot and I think he is the type of partner who likes to capture your pleasant moments with the phone camera. That’s why your Instagram is full of photos of your friends who put their arms around you or lift you high up so you can see the nest with recently hatched chicks. He is a very supportive and understanding man who genuinely respects and sincerely likes your friends.

— NAO

↘ Nao is mature and he also has no problem with that. Nevertheless, unlike Kisumi, he keeps a watchful eye to keep any hand from breaching your intimate area on your body, such as your butt or hips. He’s the type of person who just likes it when someone shows another person respect, especially his precious partner.

↘ He knows your friends very well and is not jealous ‘cause he knows that the two of you have completely different – I would even say more sincere and stronger – feelings and emotions towards each other.

↘ He talks a lot to you about physical contact and he really loves it when you compare his hands to other men, and after a short while you praise his hands for being the most delicate of all and wonderfully well-groomed (especially when it comes to nails). He then considers it his small (big) victory.

— MAKOTO

↘ Makoto is always a little surprised at first and may even be slightly jealous, but when he sees your expression and hears your tone of voice, he knows he doesn’t have to worry about anything. After all, there’s a difference between your kisses and hugs and a high-five between you and your friends. These are two completely different forms of tenderness and relation.

↘ Of course, you talk a lot together and when your boyfriend says that something something is bothering him, you definitely respect his feelings and don’t do this form of skinship anymore. 

↘ Nevertheless, Makoto loves all your friends and is happy that they give you so much joy and support (in life, at school, at work, in a relationship, in family problems, etc.). I think like Kisumi, he takes a lot of pictures of you and keeps them in a special folder that he plans to use on your birthday or Christmas to make you a wonderful gift full of the best memories.

— ASAHI

↘ I imagine Asahi is not only ‘jealous’ of you but of your friends as well, and whenever he sees you hugging one of them, he does so too.

↘ Such a B I G baby.

↘ Asahi is just as affectionate and loving as you are and he has no problem with your physical contact with the other person, but remember – if you give attention to others, you have to pay attention to red head too! He loves compliments, kisses and long hugs. He’s very supportive and respects your every friend. Anyway, he would be a hypocrite if he forbade you to have male friends. After all, he himself has many female friends whom he treats as his sisters!

— IKUYA

↘ Deep down in his soul he is really, like seriously jealous. He hates to share very much and has a hard time accepting that anyone but him is your best friend. He perfectly understands your need to talk, meet and have physical contact with people close to your heart, but hello! He can give it all to you doubly, and it’s fine!

↘ You talk a lot and always say that it’s natural for you and there is no love or sexual connotation to it, and these boys are like family to you. You always add that you just like to feel someone’s presence next to you, whether it’s a real family member, pet, friend or your beloved boyfriend. You’re the type of person who always wants to be surrounded by loved ones and the vision of loneliness is worse for you than death.

↘ Ikuya understands this, but he always gives you an ultimatum (which is pleasant to both of you) – usually ten kisses for hugging another person.

— HARUKA

↘ Black-haired don’t think too much about human relations. It doesn’t matter to him if your friends are men, women, non-binary, younger or older people. It’s okay for him, although often after your meetings with friends, he asks you ‘Why you have such a relation with that particular person?’, ‘How long you know each other?’ and ‘Does this person also have a life partner?’. He’s just curious, although he doesn’t seem to be.

↘ He cares about your good relationship, so he doesn’t want to forbid you anything. In the same time, you always ask him to express his opinion about such things. Even if them could push you to change your behavior – after all, the relationship is a compromise for you and you don’t want your boyfriend to ever feel bad seeing you in friends’ arms (even if they are like brothers from another mother to you).

↘ But still – Haruka has no problems with your friends and if they are interested in sports (especially swimming) he’s willing to ask them to hug you more often just so he can talk to them about sports competitions or diet.

— NATSUYA

↘ He’s jealous, he’s very jealous! He is grumpy and snappy when you meeting your friends, but over time he understands that only friendship connects you and your male pals, and you two have a completely different type of relation.

↘ Although he will always look carefully at your male friends who hug you to greet you or pat you on the head for ‘Goodnight’, but then he remembers that at home you’ll be all his again and he will be able to hug, touch and kiss you without any problems while watching the next Disney movie or k-drama on a laptop.

↘ Natsuya is a big kiddo and he really don’t want to lose you (although you both know this will never happen).

#— 🍓 #free! #free! headcanons #free! x reader #free! high speed boys #free! high speed boys headcanons #free! high speed boys x reader #natsuya kirishima headcanons #natsuya kirishima x reader #haruka nanase headcanons #haruka nanase x reader #ikuya kirishima headcanons #ikuya kirishima x reader #asahi shiina headcanon #asahi shiina x reader #makoto tachibana headcanons #makoto tachibana x reader #nao serizawa headcanons #nao serizawa x reader #kisumi shigino headcanon #kisumi shigino x reader

[sakumz]

₊˚ʚ ᗢ₊˚✧ ﾟ. [ m. chiaki x gn reader ]

tw❗: none

" another cut? " kaoru questions upon seeing the band-aid on your finger.

" I'm trying out a new recipe! hopefully he'll like it, " you replied to which izumi sighs from the seat next to you.

" I can't believe you're making bento boxes for chiaki and you started this eversince anzu told you his stupid wish! get your head out of the clouds and confess instead of doing whatever you've been doing, " izumi scolded.

" cmon man, don't be harsh on them. I think it's cute, but yeah do what izumi says. he may be oblivious and just kind to you whenever you hand him the bento but it's best you don't trick your heart! " kaoru encourages, earning a glare from izumi.

" you say that as if you don't trick other girls' hearts- " izumi was interrupted when chiaki barges into the conversation.

" hey! it's break time, can't believe you guys kept talking when the teacher was still here, humph. guess that's what happens when you sit next to one another, " chiaki playfully pouts as you sigh at his cuteness.

" chiaki, you're gonna eat with ryuseitai today right? well I made this for you. let me know if it suits your taste- " you hand him the bento as izumi cut the conversation.

" meet them after school chiaki, they've got something to tell you, " you look at izumi shock and bewildered, is this what you called betrayal? kaoru can't help but giggle at your expression.

" I gotta go but yeah I'll see ya, y/n! thanks for the bento, " chiaki runs off as you glared at izumi.

" what's that about! I've got nothing to tell him wahh you're horrible! curse you and your pretty face, " you grumble.

" hey it can't be that bad hahaha, maybe telling him your feelings will help. thank your knight in shining armour! " kaoru laughs as the aura around you felt thicker.

" yeah, just tell him. get it done and over with, goodluck, " izumi smiles. a sarcastic one, it feels like one.

[ timeskip ]

ironically, izumi at least told chiaki on your behalf where to meet. kaoru wishes you goodluck before wandering off to god knows where. standing like an idiot, near the school fountain. you can't help but feel a sense of falseness. what if chiaki forgets the meeting and this is what being played tastes like.

" y/n!! I'm here, sorry for being late! " chiaki shouts, snapping you out of your thoughts. you can't help but let the tears fall, when did the tears even well up.

" gah! don't cry, " chiaki comforts, pulling you into a hug.

" I can't help it... I thought you stood me up, and everyone was toying with me! " you cry out as chiaki rubs small circles around your back.

" I'm sorry, really. if it makes you feel better, let's go out for ice cream! " he cheers, ready to pull you out of the school.

" n-no... it's not like that, I wanna tell you how I feel, " you say as he stops and sits down on the fountain, patting the spot next to him as you follow suit.

" I love you alot, hurry up and reject me so we can continue on with our days, " you rushed out your words as he stares at you dumbfounded.

" but I love you too, the bento you make. those were delicious! I dont love you just for your cooking, everything about you is lovable. you're kind, sweet and gentle. I can't help but smile whenever someone mentions your name. you're a wonderful person! " hearing him say all that, you can't help but flush red and cry even more. how can a sweet guy like him even exists. chiaki panics upon seeing you cry more.

" i-i love you, really, " he finishes as you attempt to calm down.

" I love you too, " you smile.

kaoru and izumi were hidden somewhere close, hearing the conversation. izumi can't help but sigh over you crying waterfalls, kaoru smiling at the newborn young love. they're happy for their dear friend nonetheless.

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a/n : he looks a lot like natsuya kirishima. 🤔🥹 even the personalities match slightly maybe

#ensemble stars #ensemble stars x reader #sakumz.pdf #enstars x reader #chiaki morisawa x reader #chiaki x reader