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ranhaitanisgf · 3 months

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For your event can I have a fluff scenario with "delinquent and class president" & "stuck together" for Angry please? They get stuck in a janitors closet overnight at school & reader ends up comforting Angry?

—souya (angry) kawata // delinquent & class president // stuck together

☆ ˎˊ˗ halloooo everyone ! thank you anon to requesting this; i hope ur still around to read this ! i dont have a whole lot to add to this, but angry is such a cutie :D enjoy !! xoxo

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“hmm…” you pondered to yourself, wandering through the hall looking for potential candidates to help you.

you weren’t sure if this task was even a part of your class president responsibilities, but you couldn’t not help when your teacher had asked you to, (you were unfortunately very weak to people asking for help, but you chose to see it as a positive point).

when you had seen the horrendously chaotic state of the supply closet, you weren’t sure how your teacher had thought that you would be able to get the absolutely giant box of class handouts out of there by yourself, especially given he hadn’t been able to get it out himself. nevertheless, you decided to take the task on, setting out to find a good partner to help you out.

except, you’d run into a bit of problem.

every person you had approached had immediately run away, telling you some half-assed excuse to get out of it. it left you in a bit of a pickle; you now felt obligated to grab this massive box, but you probably would crush yourself if you tried to grab it by yourself.

however, when you saw a flash of blue hair walking by, you finally found the solution to your dilemma.

“souya-kun!” you called out, turning on your heel to catch up with him. he perked up at the sound of his name, looking back to glance at you. “hi! do you have a spare moment?” you asked, walking with him.

“i think so…” he answered, his soft voice contrasting his stony expression.

“perfect! do you think you could help me with something real quick?” you asked, putting your hands together in an effort to move him. “it won’t take more than ten minutes of your time! i can’t do it by myself, but the teacher asked me to grab this ginormous box and i can’t leave until i bring it to the classroom!”

“oh, okay.”

“yes! thank you so much! you’re truly a lifesaver!!” you exclaimed, relief flooding through you, (you’d been starting to feel a bit worried you would have to just pray to god that you wouldn’t get crushed by a box). “it’s not that far away from here!”

“alright.” angry answered, following you as you led him down the hall. he was quiet throughout the short walk, not attempting to make any sort of conversation with you. the silence wasn’t unnoticed by you, but you found that it was calm and nice rather than awkward and uncomfortable, which was something you could appreciate, (somehow, you found silence rather hard to come by nowadays).

when the two of you reached the supply closet, souya quietly followed you inside, looking around a bit at the cluttered mess of everything in the room. the door clicked closed behind him, which made you sigh a bit, glancing around the room to see if there was anything heavy enough to use as a doorstopper.

the mess of things around the room made it hard to even see everything that was there, which made you sigh, shaking your head.

“i’m not sure why it’s so messy in here…honestly, i’ll probably take a bit to straighten things out here before i go home.” you said. “i don’t know how anybody let it get this messy.”

souya didn’t respond to you, instead seeming to be thinking thoughtfully about something. his silence brought you back to the task at hand, moving a few things out of the way of where the box was on the shelf.

“okay, anyways, i just need help grabbing this box real quick, but let me prop open the door first…” you grabbed a nearby stool that seemed heavy enough to do the job, walking over to the door and grabbing the handle.

rattle.

“hah…lemme try again…” you muttered nervously, putting the stool down and putting all your focus on the doorknob. you praying that you’d just had a bad try at the doorknob and that it was not in fact locked.

rattle.

once again, the doorknob didn’t budge, only rattling in place as you tried to open the door.

“no way…seriously??” you said in shock, shaking the doorknob as you kept trying to open the door. “why the hell does a supply closet have an auto-lock door…?” you slowly turned around, facing souya with a sheepish expression on your face.

the boy only looked back at you, a bit confused at the fact that you’d been muttering to yourself for the past thirty seconds.

“uh, the door…it’s locked…” you explained. “please tell me you have your phone on you.”

“smiley’s phone died, so he’s using mine right now for something.”

“oh my god…and i left mine in the classroom…” you admitted, smacking your hand against your face. “okay, actually, it’s fine. someone will walk by and hear me if i start screaming, right?” you pondered. “i’m not sure how long i can scream for though…”

you heard a small thump! as souya sat himself on the floor of the closet, his knees pulled to his chest as he suddenly buried his face in his arms.

“gah! souya-kun!” you exclaimed, rushing over and kneeling down next to him. “are you alright?! i’m so sorry, this is all my fault!!”

“smiley will be worried if i’m gone for too long…” souya murmured, his voice a bit shaky now.

you hovered over him, unsure of what to do in this situation. in all honesty, you didn’t personally know him too well; of course, you’d heard all the rumors about the kawata twins a million times over, but you’d only really talked to souya in passing and through tutoring sessions you gave the both of them, (when they actually showed up to school).

you wouldn’t have guessed that he was so sensitive, but you supposed you should have figured. after all, souya always had a soft and kind voice when talking, and he was always so nice and respectful to you that it made you forget all the rumors about him.

“hey, it’s okay. i’ll get us out of here, no problem!” you assured, (you had no idea how you were going to get out of here). you sprung back up, looking around for anything that could help you.

of course, there’s literally only junk in here. what was i thinking?

and so, you proceeded to bang against the door for ten minutes.

you eventually stopped, rubbing your sore shoulder as you kneeled down next to souya. he hadn’t moved or said anything else at all, which was worrying you a little bit.

“okay, i think i lied…i’m sorry. i don’t know how to get out of here. but! i’m sure someone will find us eventually!” you said, trying your best to assure the boy in front of you.

what to do, what to do…

you sat down on the floor next to him, shuffling a bit closer to him, (you had to admit, it was a bit daunting that you two were currently locked in a closet, but you chose to put it out of your mind).

“y’know, when i was younger i beat someone up.” you randomly admitted. souya’s head perked up at this, which made you feel a bit more confident in continuing with your story. “yeah, i haven’t told anybody ‘cause i’m not sure how that would reflect on me as class president…but i mean, he totally had it coming, y’know?!” you exclaimed, your expression reflecting your true emotions on the incident. “he was being such an ass! i don’t even remember what his name was, but he would always pull on the girls' hair and would mess with the quiet boys in the class, and it totally pissed me off!”

“...you beat him up?” souya asked quietly, a curious expression on his face.

“yeah! and then i got expelled…but, it was totally worth it!” you said confidently, curling your fingers into a fist. “of course, i don’t think i could beat anybody up now. i would probably be the one getting beaten up, haha.”

“why?”

“oh, well…i mean i dunno. back then it was pretty easy because everyone was just as weak as everyone else, but now that we’re older everyone has different strengths. i mean, you and your brother are for sure stronger than i am, right?”

“...yeah, you’re right. there was this time me and my brother, we challenged these dudes from…” as souya began to talk, you smiled, noticing his head was fully out of his arms. the expression on his face had changed from nervous to somewhat curious and excited, making you feel quite accomplished. his voice was soft and calm as he talked, and unknowingly, listening to him talk was also calming you down as well, making you feel more relaxed. in fact, you even forgot for a moment that the two of you were currently locked in a closet.

how cute…

you supposed it wasn’t terrible to stay here for a while longer.

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buccini555 · 1 year

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𝐀𝐩𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐢𝐳𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐮𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 | 𝐓𝐨𝐤𝐲𝐨 𝐑𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬

♡ 𝐅𝐭. Naoto Tachibana, Souya Kawata, Nahoya Kawata, Taiju Shiba, Haruki Hayashida(Pah-chin), Shion Madarame and Ryusei Satou

≡ 𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐚 𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭, 𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐩𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐢𝐳𝐞

ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤー ⎗ ✗ — 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭.𝟒

ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ "𝐼'𝑚 sοrry"

♡ 𝐍𝐚𝐨𝐭𝐨 𝐓𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐚

He would end up being silent and ignoring you for a short while.

After realizing that he was rude, he would totally regret the behavior he had.

"Y/n? Um... I'm so sorry I acted like that...”

♡ 𝐒𝐨𝐮𝐲𝐚 𝐊𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐚

He would avoid getting into a fight with you, but if that happened, he would immediately apologize.

"I'm sorry... I don't want us to have fights, understand? I, I really like you a lot and I want everything to be okay between us...”

♡ 𝐍𝐚𝐡𝐨𝐲𝐚 𝐊𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐚

He was going to be really sad, but he wasn't going to show it.

"Hey... Y/n? I'm sorry, hmm? Please”

♡ 𝐓𝐚𝐢𝐣𝐮 𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐛𝐚

He would be very angry and not apologize so soon.

"Y/n? Forgive me quickly!”

♡ 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐮𝐤𝐢 𝐇𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐝𝐚(𝐏𝐚𝐡-𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧)

He would be sad and disappointed that you two had a fight, but he would immediately apologize.

He bought a cupcake of your favorite flavor and wrote a little note apologizing, he came to hand it to you with his head down and said in a sad voice "I'm so sorry Y/n...”

♡ 𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐌𝐚𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐞

He would pretend that nothing happened, but after he saw you sad after the argument they had, he went to apologize at the same time.

Shion spent the day bugging you begging for your forgiveness.

♡ 𝐑𝐲𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐢 𝐒𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐮

He would be hurt by the argument but he wouldn't show it, on the contrary he would just ignore you for a while.

Some time passed and he decided to apologize to you.

"Y/n? Y/n??? So…I owe you an apology, don't I?”

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kitorin · 6 months

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11:47 pm - a.touya

warning for underage drinking, but it's not extreme + unrealistic depiction of alcohol (getting drunk super easily)

"I think he's drunk."

An comments on Touya's current state, exhausted yet blissed out, silver irises zoning out and paying no heed to everything surrounding him.

"Probably." Akito agrees with her, blinking with confusion. Him and Kohane glance at each other, evidently concerned and soon frowning at An.

"You can't blame me— he's never tried alcohol before and asked for it." She retaliates with her arms crossed. "How was I supposed to predict this?"

Akito sighs at the ludicrosity of the dilemma.

"To be fair, you wouldn't really expect someone to get drunk that easily." Though you're defending An you can't deny that it was a stupid decision, this is exactly why Ken looked reluctant to leave the five of you at their place.

Touya finally speaks. "What? 'm not drunk."

Scoffing, Akito responds first. "Says the guy zoning out at his drink and gettin' flushed red."

"... the bubbles look pretty." Only proves Akito's statement.

"You're an idiot at times." Akito mumbles.

And for some reason Touya only bothers to acknowledge that. "But look!" He points the glass to his friend, almost spilling it, Akito reacts faster and pries it out of his hand.

"I'm sure they look very pretty, Touya." He grumbles under his breath, placing the glass out of his reach. Another glare is shot at An, who raises her hands in defeat.

"He wanted to try it!"

"None of us are over eighteen." Livid yet worried, Akito sighs. "Oi, what's the best lie for this situation. He can't go home like this."

"We could tell Ken that he fell asleep? And it's quite late already."

Silently, you thank the gods for Kohane's idea. "Ken's fine with us sleeping over without notice too. We'll be fine."

But An objects. "We are not lying to my dad."

Akito scowls, irritation overpowering concern. "Too bad."

She crosses her arms. "But that's unethical."

"You know what's unethical? Underaged drinking."

An shrugs, as if she weren't the cause of all of this. "It's legal when it's at home."

"With an adult." Touya still seemed dazed out, not heeding mind to the way both An and Akito were yelling. "Your dad wouldn't've let this happen."

"Kohane's basically an adult with her maturity?"

"Don't even try saying that. You let him drink while she was showering and while y/n and I went out to buy snacks."

As the two bicker, Kohane pinches your sleeve for your attention. "Should we stop them? Whether Aoyagi's okay or not is a priority."

In agreement you nod, accompanied by an exhausted sigh. "How about we bring Touya upstairs, to one of your guest rooms." Both An and Akito halt their arguing, intently listening to you. "He's probably just tipsy. He should be fine by the morning." Kohane nods, leaning down to eye level with Touya, who was slumped in his seat.

"Aoyagi, let's go." But he doesn't oblige, whining with soft incoherency instead. "Please?" Her plead is futile, as it goes completely ignored by Touya.

Akito steps forth. "I'll carry him." Toned arms reach for Touya's, the action only being reciprocated by a lazy slap.

"Mean."

He sighs for the nth time. "'m not mean, c'mon." It's futile though, Touya fights back, messily, his sloppy movements were enough to prevent Akito from being able to pick him up properly.

"I'll carry him." You volunteer, and thankfully Touya surrenders to you, relaxing as you haul him onto your back. "First guest room right?"

After nodding and beginning to clean up, An breathed out an apology and thank you, Akito gives up on scolding her, settling down on a seat next to Kohane.

Despite how tall he is, Touya was ridiculously light, allowing you to effortlessly carry him upstairs.

"You need to eat more..." And of course he doesn't respond. Soon you're carefully placing him in bed, searching for any signs of something wrong. You shield him from the cold with the blanket, watching him instinctively curl up into a ball.

"Are we alright now?" Everything seems to be fine, his face is still flushed red and he's basically unconscious, but he's not whining nor complaining. A lack of an answer tells to you to hurry up and leave, even if you already know he's unable to reply. "I'll go then. Good night Touya."

A tight grip on your wrist prevents you from leaving.

"What's wrong?"

"I need you here." He hiccups, now fully conscious.

"Why?"

"Because you're the best." He hiccups again.

"You're just saying that because you're drunk." You redirect his hand to himself, placing it by his side.

Pearly irises of silver stare at you, pleading for you to oblige his request. "No. It's because I like you."

You choke on your own spit at the declaration. "That's enough, just sleep." You've never encountered a drunk person, and it's unfortunate that Touya's the first because of an immature decision An made.

"Only if you'll stay."

Even when he turns eighteen, you note to yourself to never let him get drunk.

But it was refreshing to see Touya behave so childishly. For the time you've known him he's always been so adultlike, stoic and cold—juxtaposing the way An and Akito bicker, or Kohane's tendency to remain glued to a window whenever something piques her interest. The question has always plagued your thoughts, was it simply his personality or did his household not provide the luxury of being a child?

With a sigh you indulge in his request, sitting down on the bed. "You're kind of silly when you're drunk, you know?"

"'m not drunk! You're being like Akito."

"Like Akito?"

"Mean."

You remain silent, but you're stifling a laugh. It doesn't take long for you to give in, bursting out into laughter. "I promise I'm not mean. That's always going to be Akito's job."

"Then stop ignoring my feelings."

The first time it seemed like drunk non sense, drowsy and mindless. But the second time feels different, whether it be the genuine pout of his lips or the solemnity intertwined with his tone.

"It's not fairrr." Touya doesn't bother waiting for a response from you, rambling on while you listen carefully. "I like you so much but you're so far ahead. You're too pretty, how am I supposed to live without you? You're my safe place where I don't have to think about piano or dad. You're so good at sports, and smart, and speaking to people, you've even had alcohol before already."

Is that why he wanted to try some today...?

"You've had alcohol before too, dumbass." He only throws the blanket over his head, out of embarrassment.

"Do you like me too?"

The question repeats in your head, and the answer is obvious to you.

You arise from the bed, kneeling next to it where Touya was cowering underneath the blanket. "I do."

He peeps out of the covers, face wrapped in the doona, silver eyes wide with surprise. "Really?"

"Yes, but I'm not talking to you until you sleep properly, okay?"

Like an eager child, he falls for the bribery, closing his eyes and mumbling out a 'good night'. You reciprocate it, carefully tip toeing in order to let him sleep undisturbed— and on your way to deal with another problem, this time in the form of a certain musician who has a thing for drama.

"And then, you confessed! We got curious and listened through the door."

Touya averts his gaze, instead staring at the cup of black coffee warming his palms. Rose is chalked all over his cheeks as he listens to An recounting last night's events.

"By 'we' she means her." Akito grumbles while sipping from his hot chocolate. "I don't get why she's so obsessed. Congratulations though."

An throws an arm around you. "You should've seen the look on his face when Touya called him mean."

Akito opens his mouth to object, but Kohane speaks first.

"That must've been amazing though, if drinking gave you that much confidence to confess like that."

"Well it wasn't really confidence if I wasn't thinking at all, is it?" The conversation only permeates his cheeks into a darker pink.

"Did you like how alcohol tasted?" Legitimate curiosity is scrawled on her expression and traced onto her tone. "What's being drunk like?"

This time, Akito interrupts Touya. "Who knows? Wanna test it out? Maybe then you'll have the courage to confess to Shiraishi?" The comment leaves you and Touya shocked, eyes flitting between the three of them. An stares at Kohane, whom is already running away with her bag.

"Oi Kohane—come back!" With haste she pulls off her apron and sprints around the counter, tossing it god knows where. "Wait—"

Akito chuckles at the ordeal— the chaos he caused. "Oops. My bad."

(you both know that was damn intentional)

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#not me basing this off myself help #souta try not to base a fic off yourself challenge go !!#this is kinda silly but oh well #no proof read lol #aoyagi touya #pjsekai #aoyagi touya x reader #toya aoyagi #aoyagi toya x reader #pjsekai x reader #pjsk #pjsk x reader #project sekai #project sekai x reader #pjsk fluff

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mochiswifey · 2 years

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TAIJU & SOUTA AT SCHOOL

My friend and I bought them and decide to take pics at my school.

#tokyo revengers #tokyorev #tokyorev headcanons #taiju fluff #taiju shiba #shiba taiju #souta kawata #tokyo revengers angry #angry kawata #taiju tokyo revengers #tokyo rev fluff

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yuzurins · 8 months

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# TO TELL YOU THE TRUTH . . .

an itoshi rin social media au by yuzurins

ღ synopsis — all you wanted was a peaceful and productive uni life, but despite your pleas, your plans start crumbling when the star of the football team, itoshi rin, begins to beat you in every aspect possible. as you confront the inevitable, what happens when you uncover secrets behind an unforgettable event from the past?

pairing ∗ itoshi rin x f!reader (she/they)

genre ∗ social media au, academic rivals to lovers, university au, fluff + contains angst, slow burn, drama, crack disclaimers ∗ timestamps don’t rlly matter (unless stated), crude language, cringe attempt at humour, mentions of alcohol, kms/kys jokes, pictures used in icons and posts are not mine you — light mode ∗ rin — dark mode

status ∗ ongoing (08/20/23) no set schedule

profiles

# our big family ❤️ | # ut football exclusives

chapters (❀ -> written portion)

i. have we met before

∗ 01 — it’s unfair

∗ 02 — why does it matter

∗ 03 — life isn't real

∗ 04 — strangers with memories (❀)

∗ 05 — neighbours?

∗ 06 — worst luck (❀)

∗ 07 — you're being jealous (❀)

∗ 08 — dense

∗ 09 — arts project

∗ 10 — rin (1) has joined!

∗ 11 — a small world, after all

∗ 12 — meeting, number three? (❀)

∗ 13 — favour from a hater

∗ 14 — missing

∗ 15 — meet me at the fair

∗ 16 — a predicament

∗ 17 — unwaivering

∗ 18 — (not) group study sessions

∗ 19 — wingman

∗ 20 — "i don't get sick"

ii. the story of us

∗ 21 — sweethearts

∗ 22 — welcome, manager!

∗ 23 — he's obnoxious

∗ 24 — a flirt?

∗ 25 — skill issue!

∗ 26 — accident

∗ 27 — it's too late

∗ 28 — drifting

∗ 29 — i don't get it

∗ 30 — can we talk

iii. for lovers who hesitate

∗ 31 — aftermath

more chapters tba!

notes ∗ my first smau :0 thank u sm to souta, ei, rika and xue for helping me and making me feel validated when making decisions :’) inspired by @idlerin + @tobiosmilktea !! check them out cuz their smaus are super fun to read <3 updates may be irregular once i get back to school but i’m excited to go on this journey ^_^ thank you for reading !!

taglist ∗ currently open! send an ask or comment below to be added or removed :)

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ms-fandomgirl · 5 months

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BBHG: Mapo Tofu (Ch. 2)

Pairing: Bakugou Katsuki x Reader

Words: 2,565

Summary: A chance encounter in the Shibuya Train Station leaves you with a sore shoulder and a mysterious bento box. You’re willing to write the incident off and move on, otherwise preoccupied with navigating a new city and a new job, but a bombastic blond, meddling friend, and fate itself seem to have other plans.

Genre: Pro Hero AU, fluff, strangers to lovers, medical setting

Links: Previous Chapter | Next Chapter | Masterlist | Cross-posted on Ao3!

Mapo Tofu - Consisting of tofu set in a spicy red sauce with meat, this originally Chinese dish emigrated to Japan in the 1950s where it evolved into sweeter and more mellow flavors popular among Japanese cuisine.

Pale, golden rays of sunlight filtered through the large, double-paned windows, warming the kitchen in a gentle glow. On the windowsill, six houseplants of different varieties sat, basking in the morning light. Sticking out of the soil, small jewel-toned picks proudly displayed their names: Yuki, Kita, Suga, Tohru, Ren, and Souta. In the living room, eight more plants were grouped around the couch, still asleep in the darkness until the afternoon rays helped them rise.

At the doorway, Ibara Shiozaki stood, wringing hands betraying her otherwise stoic expression. “You’ll need to rotate Souta 45 degrees every two days, otherwise he begins to lean too much towards the sun.” She motioned to the last of the plants on the windowsill, small buds covering the plump, green succulent. “And don’t forget that Tohru needs to be watered last, since you also need to mix in her special plant food, but you can’t give it to Kita, otherwise he’ll die.”

You nodded, attempting to shoo her out of the door for the umpteenth time this morning. “Don’t worry Shiozaki, I’ve got this. I promise that I can handle your babies for a week.”

“Are you sure?” she asked, looking skeptical. “When you first brought your own plants upon move-in, they were in desperate need of attention. For someone with a medical background, I was surprised you didn’t immediately realize that action needed to be taken in order to preserve their life.”

While the words themselves sounded hostile, you simply laughed the comment off, shaking your head. Having Shiozaki as a roommate did nothing to cure the culture shock that came with the big city. Blunt, serious, and downright confusing at times, she had definitely added to the stress at first. However, she did, in fact, save your plants, and there was no way you could afford an apartment as half as nice as this one if you had been living on your own. Therefore, you quickly adjusted to her quirkiness and overall dependability as a roommate.

“My specialty is people, not plants, but I’m an avid learner.” you replied. “That’s where you come in, my incredibly talented, plant-mom teacher.”

Shiozaki scoffed, but a rosy blush crept its way onto her cheeks. She never could take a compliment. “Well, I emailed the instructions to you, just in case. I also–”

“–Left them taped to the fridge,” you finished for her. “Yes, I saw those two weeks ago when you announced that you had this mission. It will be fine, just go. You’re going to be late!”

Shiozaki looked like she wanted to argue more, but closed her mouth when she saw the time, her lips forming a tense line. If there was one thing she possibly valued as much as her plants, it was her punctuality, and right now you had a very good point. If she delayed any further, she would most definitely be late. Giving you a confident nod as you wished for her safe travels, she spun on heel and closed the apartment door, footsteps echoing down the hallway.

You glanced at the time on the microwave, inwardly cursing yourself as you too rushed to get out of the door. It wasn’t until you were at the crosswalk to the station that you realized your hands were too empty. The bento box you had left to dry the night before was still sitting on the rack.

The underground was busy today, although it was considerably louder than yesterday. Normally, the commuting passengers, while many in number, were heard by the sound of their shoes against the worn tile rather than their voices. Early mornings with no coffee and the stress of public transportation rendered them voluntarily mute.

Today, however, everyone had something to say.

Vendors of food stands loudly offered you their freshest pastries, your stomach saying ‘yes’ but your brain and anxiety very much saying ‘no.’ Around you, people clustered in groups, talking about the headlines on the newspapers stacked around the station. The words ‘top heroes’ and ‘tomorrow’ were the only ones to cling to your memory, the others brushed off by your hasty pace. How could anyone think about ‘tomorrow’ when there was still a whole day of ‘today’?

Therefore, it was hardly your fault that you didn’t hear the man at first, brain immediately dismissing his voice as another in the sea of mindless chatter.

“Oi, you there.” A small commotion erupted behind you, the sound of angry huffs increasing in volume as more people were pushed aside. You didn’t turn, anxiously peering down the tracks of the train, as though doing so would make it come faster. “Hey, Bento Box Girl! I’m talking to you.”

You were once again painfully reminded that your own bento box was firmly planted on your kitchen counter. Nonetheless, you did turn, wondering what poor person was being accosted like this so early in the morning. The scent of warm caramel and a familiar cologne crested over you like a wave, so strong you almost stumbled as though physically pushed.

Ah, that poor person was you.

“Me?” You stared at him, too shocked to be polite, not that it mattered. He definitely didn’t seem like the type for pleasantries considering that he had blatantly ignored any pretense of manners with both encounters.

The man in question rolled his eyes, crossing his arms. The white t-shirt he wore stretched tight across his chest at the motion, confirming that the hardness you had felt from your trip the other day was, in fact, all muscle. You were sure the arms which had caught you were similarly structured, but they were currently covered by an oversized letterman, a large, burgundy ‘R’ emblazoned on the front left pocket. Narrowing in on his piercing eyes, more vibrant than the jacket, and sandy hair, you thought that the man looked vaguely familiar, too.

A sudden gust of wind signaled the train’s arrival, breaking your thoughts and stealing your attention away. The stranger didn’t like this, darting in front of you to prevent you from moving toward the opening doors and forcing you to face him again.

“What’s your secret?” His eyes bore into yours with unfettered determination, and a chill ran its way down your spine. You tried to side-step him, but he was obnoxiously quick for someone of his build.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” you replied, meeting his gaze with all of the strength you could muster. You weren’t a villain, but he was certainly making you feel like one.

He scoffed, as though insulted that you could be this clueless. “The curry. What’s the secret to your curry?”

A second passed. Then two.

‘Was this guy serious?’

“Just-” you began, realizing that he wouldn’t leave you in peace until you gave him an answer, “add something sweet, like honey. Yours was way too spicy. You need the balance of both, otherwise one flavor will overpower everything and it won’t taste as good.”

His brows furrowed, a slight nod being the only confirmation that he heard you. He turned to rummage in his own bag, and you considered the conversation over, trying to step past him onto the train.

His arm shot out, and you were once again blocked. In his hand, he held a small box wrapped in a pale orange cloth. A bento box. Your bento box. You looked back up at the man, who was looking at you with an expectant stare.

“I don’t have yours,” you said, shrugging sheepishly. “This morning was super busy and I didn’t even have time to pack my lunch. In fact, I don’t even think I have any leftovers since Shiozaki–”

He cut off your rambling with a wave of his hand. You thought he would be upset at your admission, seeing as his default reaction seemed to be pissed off, but instead, he simply leaned back, hands finding his pockets.

“You better bring me something good tomorrow, then,” he said, a devastating grin slicing across his face.

It was then that you were reminded how handsome this asshole was. That sense of familiarity wormed its way to the front of your brain again, and you wondered if you knew him from the cover of a magazine or on a billboard advertising the latest fashion. He certainly seemed like the type.

The station announcer called for last minute passengers, and you scurried through the open doors, abruptly cutting off any further conversation. However, it seemed as though he had accomplished what he came for. Instead of boarding the train, you watched as his red letterman turned away from the platform and made its way upstairs, melting into the crowd.

‘Maybe tomorrow wouldn’t be such a bad thing to think about after all.’

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“That man is loaded.” Hina leaned back in the hard plastic chair of the break room, hands coming together to form a peak as she began her analysis. “The jacket you’re describing is from the Fatgum Agency x Gucci merch collab for charity. The only pieces of sidekick merch were the letterman jackets, and they sold out in less than five minutes on pre-order.”

You had been giving Hina a dramatic reenactment of your morning events, and when you had mentioned the flashy jacket that the man wore, she had almost fainted. A few months ago, she had come into work with bags under her eyes and looking utterly defeated. When you had asked her what was wrong, fearing the worst, she had tearfully told you about how hard she had tried to get the Tamaki letterman, and how quickly they had sold out. You consoled her with a lunch out and Suneater plushie, but you knew the defeat stung, especially since she owned every other piece of Suneater merch.

“Maybe he’s in the yakuza,” Hina continued. “Besides having money, he must have had connections to score that jacket as well.”

You set your chopsticks down, thoughtfully chewing your tofu. “I doubt that a member of the yakuza would be buying hero merch, much less chasing after me for a curry recipe. Whoever he is though, the man can cook.”

After yesterday’s curry fiasco, you had been hesitant to try whatever he had prepared for you today. However, your curiosity won out, and you had unwrapped the bento to reveal a beautiful meal of mapo tofu. Like his last dish, this one was tongue-numbingly spicy. However, instead of being overwhelming, the different flavors of spice melded together perfectly to create a multi-dimensional flavor that left you craving more.

“So, you don’t think he’s all that bad now?” Hina questioned, leaning forward with her elbows on the table.

“No, he’s definitely still an asshole.” You shook your head as you corrected her. “It’s just annoying that he’s also handsome, cooks well, smells good, and is apparently loaded.”

Hina snickered into her hand. “I don’t know, sounds like he’s still a catch. Maybe you just need to get earplugs so you can’t hear him when he opens his mouth.”

You could easily imagine the stranger’s rage if he realized you weren’t listening to him, giggling at the thought of his face turning red and veins popping out of his neck until steam began to actually pour from his ears. “I would pay money to see his face if he ever found out, but it would probably be the last thing I ever saw.”

Feeling a looming presence over your shoulder, you stopped the conversation short, turning around in your chair to come face to face with a very unhappy looking Gia. Her hands were on her hips, and she made a show of tapping her foot, as though she had been waiting.

“Ah, there you are,” she said to Hina, completely ignoring your existence. “I should have known that you would have been in the break room.”

You suppressed the urge to roll your eyes but couldn’t keep the sarcasm out of your voice as you responded. “Well, it is our lunch break for five more minutes.”

As expected, she didn’t offer you any form of acknowledgment. Instead, she rounded the table to stand in front of Hina, brushing away the loose strands of hair that framed her face and were one hundred percent breaking the dress code. “Why did you go ahead and draw up Mr. Mori’s charts? I thought I told you to wait for me.”

Hina was handling the situation better than you were, giving Gia a placating smile. “You were busy with other matters at the time, so I went ahead and helped him since he is under my care.”

“But what if you missed something?” Gia scolded.

“I didn’t,” Hina replied. “I had Dr. Hayashi confirm it.”

You thought Gia might cool down after this statement, but if anything, it seemed to make her even more agitated. She sighed loudly, her voice lowering in tone but increasing in vitriol. “But you could have!”

She shook her shoulders, straightening herself back into a somewhat relaxed position. “Next time, please wait for me. As a senior nurse, it is my duty to make sure that our patients receive the most accurate and relevant care.”

Hina nodded in response, obviously wanting the conversation to be over. Thankfully, her wish was granted. Gia turned on heel and walked out of the break room without another word, head held high as though she had saved the day. When the door closed, you scoffed loudly, rubbing your forehead.

“She could have missed something too!” you exclaimed. “Even though her Diagnosis quirk is ‘made’ for the medical field, it’s only accurate 95% of the time. We’ve studied for years to get here. Surely that means we can fill out a chart and give a basic diagnosis based on the readings without her breathing down our necks.”

Hina agreed, groaning as she sunk down into her chair. “I know, but what can we do? She’s in charge of us for now. I’m just glad we’re still in our rotations so we won’t be stuck with her forever.”

You grumbled out an agreement, still unhappy about the entire situation. Someone definitely needed to take her down a peg or two, but you felt as though you had no right to do so. After all, she was your boss, and despite her general arrogance, her quirk really was perfect for this. All she had to do was touch someone, and she was able to give them a complete diagnosis of the patient with at least 95% accuracy if not more. Your quirk, while still being useful, was nowhere near the level that hers was when it came to helping others and saving lives.

A timer on your phone signaled the end of your break, and you carefully packed up the bento before wrapping it in its pale orange cloth. There wasn’t much left of the mapo tofu, and you made a mental note to cook something special for the stranger in gratitude, despite his attitude. Following Hina out of the door and back into the hospital hallway, you realized that for once, you were excited for the next day to come.

A/N: Yay! Second chapter is up! Thank you guys so much for the amazing support and kind words. I am so happy you have been enjoying it so far! My schedule might become a bit disrupted during/after Thanksgiving, but I will update you all if things change. Other than that, looking forward to next week's post! It's a long one.

As always, reblogs and likes are greatly appreciated, but please do not repost here or on other platforms. However, fan arts, edits, or anything like that are beyond amazing and totally welcome! If you have a question about it, just ask me.

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lastoneout · 1 year

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A critique I've seen of Suzume that drives me a little insane is like, people saying that the big dramatic "main" story was less interesting than the moments of mundane life where Suzume is just spending time with the strangers she meets on her journey bcs listen, those moments ARE the main story!! Those slice-of-life bits?? Where she's helping Chika's family around their bathhouse or babysitting Rumi's kids or complaining about Serizawa's road trip music?? THAT'S WHAT THE MOVIE IS ABOUT!! It isn't really about the magic or time travel or gods and demons, it's about beautiful, average people and their beautiful, average lives.

Suzume is a love letter to humanity. And every second that Suzume and Souta spend just doing normal things with the normal people around them is JUST as important to the story as the big, dramatic scenes where they're fighting to save the world. It's not fluff or filler, it's the thesis statement of the whole film. They felt important because they were!!

#sorry this movie actually is making me insane #suzume spoilers #suzume no tojimari #suzume no tojimari spoilers #spoilers #makoto shinkai #idk if this is like #lost on audiences these days bcs media has become like all action and drama #with little to no moments to just breathe and let the characters exist #but nah you were supposed to feel enchanted and drawn in by those moments because they were THE POINT #the film is about the beauty of everyday life #and mourning the loss of it in the face of disaster #and looking forward to finding it again when the worst is over #IT WAS THE POINT!!!

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loverofhinaandemma · 7 months

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ʰᵉˡˡᵒ ᵉᵛᵉʳʸᵒⁿᵉ!

Welcome to my world of love! You may call me Mother, as I have no other name that comes to mind! My siblings all call me mother, as well as my few friends so why not just have it as my second name!

If you are to refer to me using pronouns, please use it/he--or they/them, either is fine!

I am 15-17! Just so you all know :)

(Main Account; @loverofgenya !!)

The characters with more ✧ by them are the ones I prefer to write for! Well, more of an 'I like them more than the other characters' lolz

🅃🄾🄺🅈🄾 🄼🄰🄽🄹🄸 🄶🄰🄽🄶

Takemichi Hanagaki ✧

Manjiro 'Mikey' Sano ✧

Ken 'Draken' Ryuguji ✧✧

Keisuke Baji ✧✧

Chifuyu Matsuno ✧✧✧✧

Takashi Mitsuya ✧✧✧

Hakkai Shiba ✧✧✧

Nahoya 'Smiley' Kawata ✧

Souta 'Angry' Kawata ✧✧

🅅🄰🄻🄷🄰🄻🄻🄰

Kisaki Tetta

Shuji Hanma

Kazutora Hanemiya ✧✧✧

🄱🄻🄰🄲🄺 🄳🅁🄰🄶🄾🄽🅂

Taiju Shiba

Hajime Kokoni

Seishu Inui

🅃🄴🄽🄹🄸🄺🄾

Izana Kurokawa

Kakuchuo ✧✧

Rindo Haitani ✧

Ran Haitani ✧

🄺🄰🄽🅃🄾🅄 🄼🄰🄽🄹🄸 🄶🄰🄽🄶

Manjiro 'Mikey' Sano

Haruchiyo Sanzu

Hajime Kokonoi ✧✧

🄱🅁🄰🄷🄼🄰🄽

Kawaragi Senju ✧✧✧

Akashi Takeomi

Keizo 'Benkei' Arashi

Wakasa 'Waka' Imaushi

🅁🄾🄺🅄🅁🄰🄷🄰 🅃🄰🄽🄳🄰🄸

South Terano

Kakuchou ✧✧

Ran Haitani ✧

Rindo Haitani ✧

🄱🄾🄽🅃🄴🄽

Manjiro 'Mikey' Sano ✧✧✧

Haruchiyo Sanzu ✧✧

Kakuchou ✧✧

Ran Haitani ✧✧✧

Rindo Haitani ✧✧✧

Hajime Kokonoi ✧✧

🄾🅃🄷🄴🅁🅂

Hinata Tachibana ✧✧✧✧✧

Naoto Tachibana

Emma Sano ✧✧✧✧✧

Shinichiro Sano ✧✧

Yuzuha Shiba ✧✧✧✧✧

These are some of my rules! Please make sure you read them before requesting and follow them!

No MinorxAdult, No Nsfw for Naoto (The characters are iffy, but if nsfw is requested for the characters (NOT NAOTO!!) then they will be aged up!), No sexualizing Naoto and the younger characters (characters that arent aged up!) No noncon, nothing thats not consensual

I will do Platonic stuff, Romantic stuff, child reader, male reader, female reader, gn reader, demon reader, immortal reader, heartless reader, character-based reader etc. I love myself a villainous, no mercy or morals reader, as said before I will do Nsfw, but the characters are aged up (Nsfw is a iffy subject for this fandom for me!! However I will do it, just dont expect a lot of serious/detailed shit!), I will do gore, self h/rm, talks of r/pe but not doing it of course, suic/de, major character death, angst, fluff, etc.

When requesting certain cahracters (Ex. Mikey) please state wich 'au'/'ark'/'timeline' theyre from! You can request aus (Ex. flower shop, modern, highschool, office/buisness, etc.)

I will do Poly !(NO FAMILY CHARACTERS X READER THO! (ex. izana x mikey x reader, ran x rin x reader etc.) I just cant bring myself to do it sorry :/) Especially with the females cause yes 🥰 (Especially!! Emma x Hina x Reader <3)

I might add a few ocs here and there, so if you'd like to know about them just ask!

There's a lot I will do but if youre not sure then just ask!

Thats about it, I will add more if something comes up!

Enjoy my Lovelies <3

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dondake-senpai · 7 months

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『 𝔽𝕒𝕟𝕥𝕒𝕤𝕪 𝕡𝕣𝕠𝕟𝕖 』 ᴾᵃʳᵗ ᵒⁿᵉ ᵒᶠ ᵗʷᵒ

ɢᴏᴊᴏ sᴀᴛᴏʀᴜ x ғ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

🄶🄴🄽🅁🄴 Fluff

🄲🄾🄽🅃🄴🄽🅃 🅆🄰🅁🄽🄸🄽🄶 None

🅂🅈🄽🄾🄿🅂🄸🅂 Nobody knew what Gojo Satoru had been doing after his sealing. Nobody knew what had been going inside that Prison Realm. Unknown to others, the Prison Realm had teleported him into a whole new universe where they all were nothing but just some anime characters.

'Oi why are you crying?' Your bestfriend Ume had been grieving from the past few days but today she decided to show it externally.

"It has (fake sniffs) been nearing about 3 years and Gojo Satoru ain't out of the box. That brain rot Kenjaku!!!! I SWEAR TO GOD GETO SHOULD HAVE A FUKING MIND BATTLE WITH HIM AND KILL THAT BASTARD. Moreover FUCK YOU GEGE-"

The few students in the lab who were trying to complete their semester assignments turned their heads to us. Yahiko had been volunteering them all from the past 30 minutes, not a trace of irritation crossed his face untill now.

A heavy sigh escapes Yahiko's lips as his fingers massaged the tensing temples, "You know, Ume, we are not kids anymore and in the coming 6 months we will be out, seeking for a high pay job. There are burdensome of things to worry about rather than crying over some non-existential being."

He got a point. "Just finish off with your assignment before the deadline. I need to report the stats to Professor Souta also." The door bursted open with Yamashita panting hard. His brown eyes were widened with a confused frown on his face. His words slipped in cracking voice.

"She....is no more....d-died...." Slight tears were forming at the corners of his hurtful eyes. Yahiko stiffened a bit. The rest of the students gasped and muttered some words here and there, we were worried for him.

It was known to most people at the campus that Sato Yahiko, son of the most promising Business Man Sato Himura, had been stressing over his mother's illness. Doctor gave a word of consolation that she will live to see her grandchildren but they knew otherwise.

"They....they said....she will live, right?.....The fans"

'Wait what? fans-

"THAT ISAYAMA- YAMASHITA GET THE CAR, WE'RE DRIVING TO KODANSHA TOWER" And he left without further word.

A round bottom flask had rolled and crashed to the ground, spreading its pointed pieces yet no one was bothered to notice it. The room had gone silent.

People arranged their belongings quietly, the poker expression never leaving their faces and slowly everyone filtered out in silence. It's long forgotten that the deadline is in 2 days-

A wave of laughter echoed in the living room as you brewed coffee in loose trousers and a blue t-shirt. You shouldn't have told him the story, he wouldn't stop bragging about how stupid people are at your university.

'Come on Satoru it was not that funny. We knew he had a thing for Hange.' You kept the coffee on the table and prepared yourself for the banters to be thrown. Satoru's long and veiny hands reached for the cup handle, bringing it near his lips to gently blow over the coffee.

"Inside out. Two faced guy, I loved it. Who would've thought that he will go live for throwing his hands on the assistant of Isayama the great." You had face palmed when the news aired live, it was then that Gojo was made aware of the ruckus. God knows how Mr.Sato is going to compensate for the cause.

"And more over- he threw his arm on the back of the couch, crossed his legs and gazed at you with squinted sinister eyes -you haven't told your buddy Ume bout me huh? If she's such a lovesick fan then why not bring her over? Planning to keep me all to yourself?"

It didn't go unnoticed by the almighty Gojo Satoru. It had been over a few weeks, roughly around a month, that he got himself teleported in here. Since time works differently in Prison Realm, everything got mushed up. Maybe it was the effects of space-time that merged with his curse technique which is to alter things at atomic level.

It was like yesterday only he got sealed and today he's here. For others, 3 years have passed but to him it's merely around a month. No matter how much he tried to contain the information from the ongoing jujutsu kaisen manga, his brain refused to remember it. As if some spiritual laws were flouting him from accessing the unknowns.

Your face cringed at his words but internally your heart was drumming against your chest. Your favourite had been Geto over Gojo, tho he got those ocean like blue eyes and charisma in the anime but you fawned over Geto more. To have him sit beside you in black oversized t-shirt and grey trousers that you ordered online, made your mind go crazy.

'You think she would believe something soo impossible? She'd take you for a cosplayer' You had knowledged him nearly about everything related to the otaku world.

He gave you a shit eating grin (cause he knew nobody knows of his reality) before continuing with the coffee. You silently appreciated his presence in your life, although it's momentary. And he is more mature than what is been shown by Gege.

Seems like I am falling for him

You both savoured your coffee with some exchanging words here and there before getting back to complete your assignment. It aches your heart to be around Satoru like this. He was forcing you to wish for something, for something not to end too soon.

It was Sunday and everything felt so refreshing but then, your brain did a flip. Where's Satoru? Yes. He ain't in the house. Not at the terrace also. Dialled for his number (of course you gave him your spare phone) and it ringed in the living room.

Your face twisted as you stood at the middle of your house. Eyes dropping to the floor as you refused to shift your body. Did he returned back to his universe? Everything felt swirling as your body heavily plopped on the couch.

Was it just a dream?

#jujutsu kaisen satoru #jujustsu kaisen x reader #jujutsu gojo #jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu sorcerer #gojou satoru x reader #jjk gojo #gojo x reader #gojo satoru x reader #gojo satoru #anime #manga #manga spoliers

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Inu-Mothership Spotlight Saturday: Holiday Edition! Week 5: Home for the Holidays

Hello everyone! We here at the @inu-mothership are back with another week of holiday-themed fics! This week the focus is on "Home for the Holidays," and we have for you ten fics that we hope will give you that warm and cozy, very homey feel.

Stories are, as always, listed below the cut, in alphabetical order, with ship, rating, and status (complete or ongoing) in the parenthetical.

We have just one more list after this one! We've so enjoyed putting these lists together for you, and a special thanks goes out to the mothership membership, who were so helpful with their suggestions!

All I Want for Christmas (KagKik; T; complete) by Yukio (Ao3)

Kagome wants to invite Inuyasha to spend Christmas with her in the modern era, but things turn different and Kagome invites someone else.

Coffee, Kisses, and a Side of Christmas Cake (InuKag; Rated T; complete) by @clearwillow/BrigidtheFae (Ao3)

When her plans for Christmas go awry, Kagome finds herself quickly making a friend with the half demon she'd made small talk with at the airport. So why does everyone assume that they're a couple?

I’ll Be Home for Christmas (InuKag; E; complete) by @splendentgoddess

Three long years have passed since the night they shared in her room, protected by the warmth and magic of Christmas Eve. Kagome still dreams of being surrounded by silver and gold, wrapped securely in a blanket of fire-rat red. Off-canon post-manga.

Lost and Found (SessKag; T; complete) by EchoHuntress (Ao3)

After completing the jewel and her mission in the past, Kagome is forcibly removed from the past and thrust back into a present she is lost in. After a beneficial move to the United States to help Kagome heal and finish her education, Kagome steps foot in Japan during Christmas for the first time in over six years. Her mother has surprised her with a trip to a remote ryokan for the holiday, an invitation given by the family of Souta's best friend, Ikuchi. The ryokan merges memories of her shard-hunting days in the past with her present in more ways than one. Will she be able to handle the clash of past and present?

Meet the Parents (SessKag; E; complete) by @effinsusie

Sesshoumaru goes home with Kagome for Christmas.

Merry Christmas, Inuyasha (InuKag; G; complete) by @splendentgoddess

'Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the shrine, the Higurashis were preparing a meal fine. Kagome went to retrieve the chicken with care, not knowing a certain hanyou had followed her there... Okay that's enough rhyming. Inu/Kag Fluff! Enjoy!

My Gift is You (InuKag; T; complete) by @sapphirestarxx

Christmas is coming up and Kagome is determined to make it home in time. Inuyasha doesn't want her to go. She has a surprise for him but doesn't want to ruin it...will their misunderstandings ruin the holiday or will they make up in time to spend it together?

Silver and Gold (InuKag; E; complete) by @splendentgoddess

Christmas Eve is a time to celebrate family, love, and togetherness. Not something Kagome gets a lot of while trying to stop Naraku. But everyone deserves the occasional night off, right? Takes place during manga chapter 512.

Text Me Merry Christmas (SessKag; E; complete) by @sereia1313

He’d promised her they’d spend Christmas together, given his word he’d be home within the week, but the meetings had dragged on, advisors and competition alike unsatisfied with insignificant nuances every day, and before he could blink, it was Christmas Eve.

The Way to Her Heart (KogKag; Rated E; complete) by @fawn-eyed-girl

Kagome has invited her boyfriend Kōga to spend the holidays with her family at the shrine.

The only problem? He's never met any of them before.And while he has one idea on how to make a good first impression... It turns out that the way to win over Kagome's family (and earn her heart forever) is something quite different.

#inu mothership spotlight saturday #inu mothership #spotlight saturday holiday edition #week 5: home for the holidays #holiday fic recs #fic rec lists #fic recs #inuyasha fanfiction

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matsuharuu · 11 days

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After a while I have been able to update "Kagome's Will" thanks for reading! 🌸🌙

Kagome's Will (38960 words) by matsuharu Chapters: 20/? Fandom: InuYasha - A Feudal Fairy Tale Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Higurashi Kagome/Sesshoumaru, InuYasha/Kikyou (InuYasha), Miroku/Sango (InuYasha) Characters: Sesshoumaru (InuYasha), InuYasha (InuYasha), Higurashi Kagome, Kikyou (InuYasha), Sango (InuYasha), Miroku (InuYasha), Hojo Akitoki, Higurashi Kagome's Mother, Higurashi Souta, Inu no Taishou, Izayoi (InuYasha) Additional Tags: Heartbreak, Love, Friends With Benefits, Family Drama, Sex, Fuckbuddies, Fluff and Angst, Complicated Relationships, One-Sided Relationship, Modern Era, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Hurt/Comfort, Oral Sex, Vaginal Sex, Drunk Sex Summary: Kagome and Inuyasha couldn't remember how long they had been friends. She had been secretly in love with Inuyasha for a long time, but she always hid her feelings to not corrupt their friendship, one day she discovers that Inuyasha has started a relationship with Kikyo, a classmate of them. Kagome has the will to forget Inuyasha at any cost. To her surprise, she ends in the arms of a stranger who would change her life drastically and makes her discover her most hidden desires. --- Some chapters will be NSFW / +18 (I'll identify them properly in the titles) Maybe you find situations that make you feel a bit angsty (But I promise is not that much) This fanfic was written initially by me in a different language, so this is not a literal translation but my reinterpretation in English.

#sesskag #sesskag fanfiction #sesskag fic #kagome #sesshomaru

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ranhaitanisgf · 3 months

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Hello. Can I have headcanons with Angry with “flower shop” and “watching the sunset”. One day he accompanied someone to a flower shop and met y/n there. And she gave him a blue flower, the colour of his hair. So everytime they see each other, she gives him blue flowers. And then he surprises her by asking her out on a date and giving her a large bouquet of flowers and at the end of the date they watched the sunset together. I hope I made sense. Thank you 😊.

— souya [angry] kawata // flower shop // watching the sunset

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❥ a blue flower.

❥ souya is blinking at you, his gaze shifting to look at the flower, then you, then back to the flower. are you giving this to him? why? he wasn’t the one who was buying flowers here, right?

“here, take it! it matches the color of your hair!” “oh…okay.”

❥ after he leaves the shop with smiley, he still isn’t sure what to make of the interaction, though he’s kicking himself a bit at the fact that all he’d responded with was just the two plain words. he didn’t even say thank you! that was considered impolite, right? why was he so shaken by something random like that?

❥ his thoughts were distracting him so much to the point that he was able to ignore smiley’s incessant teasing and comments about the interactions, (actually, he is thankful for that). even when they had been home for hours, he still was eyes the flower in his hand, gently twirling the stem as he stared into the pastel blue color of the petals.

❥ souya doesn’t know anything about flowers, so it takes him a while to find the name of the flower. at first, he tried asking smiley, but he had obviously responded with…

“hah? i dunno anything about flowers.”

❥ he doesn’t know why he thought smiley would know.

❥ and so, souya walked over to the local library, feeling a little bit nervous about being there, (he thinks everyone somehow knows he’s never been there in his life and that he doesn’t know what he’s doing at all). it takes him a while, but he eventually finds a flower reference book, his eyes widening in surprise as he realized that, wow, this book is so huge…

❥ he’s not one to give up from a challenge though, so he grabbed the book, taking it and laying it on the table next to him as he takes a seat. he begins to page through the heavy tome, the blue flower next to him as he compared it to the pictures in the book. it’s a bit of a tedious task, but strangely enough he finds himself enjoying it.

❥ he eventually finds the name; a cornflower. it took him longer than expected to find it, but it was because the color in the book made the color of the flower seem more purple, (he thinks there’s a chance he still got it wrong, but he’s pretty sure). he’s not sure what to do with this information now, but he’s satisfied with it.

❥ the next time he sees you is at school, surprisingly. he had never really taken much of an interest in the people in his classes, only following smiley around school on the days that they would attend. so, when he sees you walking with your friends in the hallway, it’s out of the blue for him to be staring at you. smiley had already known something was up, but now that he had the full story, he was absolutely itching to get his little brother to make a move.

“oi, (l/n)!”

❥ smiley only laughed at his brother’s stupefied expression, waving at you when you looked back, (of course smiley knows you, why else would he have gone into your family’s flower store?). you also noticed souya, remembering something as you began to dig in your bag.

❥ you jogged over to the brothers, pulling out…another blue flower?

“here!”

❥ with your friends calling out to you to hurry up, you took the flower and carefully placed the stem of it in his hand, curling his fingers around it before you rejoined your friends, your laugh reverberating beautifully around the hallway as you left, (at least it did to souya).

❥ the first time, he blamed it on the the surprise of the situation, but souya doesn’t have an excuse this time. his second encounter with you had ended with him not saying even one word, just staring and nodding at you dumbly as you walked away, holding another blue flower in his hand.

❥ however, different from last time, his thoughts were were more chaotic, scurrying around his mins trying to come up with explanations and solutions. why were you giving him flowers? why can’t he speak with you? why are you so cute- wait, what?!

❥ nonetheless, the day ended with him visiting the library once again, pulling out the same flower reference book as before, flipping through the colored pages and comparing them with the new flower he had received.

❥ it took longer this time, but his diligence got him to the answer; blue hydrangea. satisfied, he went home, smiley endlessly teasing him about the small interaction with you today, (despite the teasing, it only made him smile because he was thinking of you).

❥ after his second failure, he decides enough is enough! on a very spur of the moment decision, he makes an order for a small bouquet of flowers, (he wants to get larger, but he is also very broke) and decides that today he will ask you out!

❥ not that he knows how he’s going to go about that.

❥ he doesn’t even bother asking smiley for any help; actually, scratch that, he doesn’t go to anyone for help. he is completely on his own, going based off of things he’s seen in mangas and tv shows, (is this actually going to help him? he has no idea).

❥ souya doesn’t know what he’s doing, but he’s decided not to think about it too much as he goes to pick up the flowers, carrying them carefully while he walks to your family’s flower shop.

❥ he finds that it’s hard not to think too much when your smiling face is right in front of him, asking if you can help him, are you alright? is something wrong?

“i…can i take you…out…?” “haha, i was wondering when you would ask!”

❥ he’s not sure how, but it worked, (how did it work?!). he hadn’t planned or even thought this far ahead, so he was a bit flustered and unsure how to proceed when you immediately clocked out, telling him that the two of you could go out right now, (right now?! what does he do?!).

❥ the only thing that comes to mind is taking you somewhere to watch the sunset, (it should be around that time soon, right?) so that’s what he decides on, stumbling over his words as you make conversation with him.

❥ it doesn’t take long for the two of you to end up near the river side, providing a perfect view of the already setting sun. in all honesty, souya has been bumbling and stuttering over his words, not having any sort of clear and coherent thought about what to say to you. it’s why he has mostly kept with listening to you talk; he’s been enjoying hearing about the random things that have happened in your day and how they sold out of my favorite bread, again!! i swear i’ll get it tomorrow, even if i have to fight everyone in the lunch line!

❥ he is now hesitantly sitting down next to you, silence hanging between the two of you as the colors of orange and pink bloomed in the sky, purple settling in the distance. you suddenly brga to shuffle around in your bag for something, the rustling noise fitting into the rustling of the grass.

“here!”

❥ another blue flower.

“blue hydrangea…” “oh? wow! how did you know that?” “...i looked it up in the library.” “haha, you could’ve just asked me if you were curious! that’s so cute though~”

❥ souya went back home that night smiling and talking to him, (smiley insists that you broke him).

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buccini555 · 1 year

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𝐃𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐊𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐚 𝐁𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬 - 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: Headcanons of dating the Kawata Brothers.

They would be extremely affectionate with you, always give you as much attention as possible and protect you from everything. Souta would be more loving and needy, Nahoya would be more caring and protective, but they both love you very much and strive to take good care of you.

You always go out together to have fun, wherever you are, but you prefer to stay in busy places or at parties. Sometimes Souta prefers to just stay at home watching something or reading, while Nohaya really prefers to do more hectic things.

Souta is a little shy sometimes, he always asks permission to touch you, he's very gentle, he always gives you little kisses on the cheek and strong hugs, he's a little embarrassed to kiss you in front of his brother, so he ends up being more reserved, preferring that their intimate moments together be more discreet.

Nohaya doesn't mind kissing you in front of his brother, on the contrary, he is always kissing or hugging you, he likes to caress your hair and face, and he always makes a lot of jokes to see you smile, really loving it his every smile, he is also extremely kind and with you he is totally different from who he is when it comes to gangs. For more intimate matters, he also prefers you to be more discreet, he doesn't really like to share you with his brother in those moments, he prefers to have you all to himself, even for the reason that he is a little jealous of you.

Speaking of jealousy, both feel jealous of you, they don't like it when other people get too close, but they end up not showing it, only Nohaya who always says that if anyone gets close to his sweetheart other than his brother, he will definitely go to fight. Despite this, both also trust you a lot and know that you wouldn't trade them.

They always give you cute gifts like flowers, chocolates, sweets, teddy bears, keychains, among other things they know you'll like, their gifts are almost always the same, they just change the colors and it's like you get gifts in twice.

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mochiswifey · 2 years

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TOKYOREV GOODIES🥹

Really love this goodies!!!!

Taiju costed more than 30 dollars. Do not recommend buying but it’s cute.

The other’s are from Seria (A dollar shop store)

And some are Gacha.

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almostloosingit · 1 year

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Cry Baby

Sanzu

In this case I just choose a song:

(English isn’t my first language so please tell me if you see any grammar errors 😗✌️)

A/n: I listened to to many songs for this one so. So sorry Sanzu lovers. I promise I will make a better one next time<3

Told you

Tw:Angst, unwanted touching,blood? some fluff at the end

‘Hate at first sight’ was what they called it.

You don’t know what it was. Maybe that stupid smirk and the up and down looks he would give you each time you two would look at each other. Or the fact thats he’s really fucking cocky each time he speaks to you. Maybe that’s the reason why you absolutely hate Sanzu.

Most of your classmates have a crush on him. He is pretty after all. If you didn’t see through his act you would probably have a crush on him too. He’s ‘nice’ and always gives them that fake smile of his. All though the way he interacts with his friends seems genuine.

Now how do you know that? You hate each other yet, you guys have the same friend group. To be more specific is that kind of relationship group that seems like they aren’t in one group literally because they have two different talking circles. Listen, high school can be taught and you don’t want to be a loner so you take whatever you can take. As big as the group was, if you had two people you could always depend on it was Touma and Rindou. Was Rindou also friends with Sanzu? Yes, but that didn’t change that he would always pull on Sanzu’s hair whenever he went too far with his little jokes. Touma on the other hand was your childhood best friend. He wouldn’t stand up to Sanzu because of the strength and size difference, but he would always check up on you. Touma was on the smaller side and he was well aware of it. On top of that you don’t want your best friend to get in trouble with Sanzu. Because at the end of the day it is Sanzu. And from what you heard he did and still does some wild ass shit.

You arrive at school 30 minutes before the first lesson starts. You started to walk in the direction of the place where you and your group normally hangout at. As you were walking you saw Souta laughing with his friends. He saw you. And when he did he gave you a cocky smirk. You made a disgusted face and kept walking.

Ew. you thought

Souta, he’s probably the only person on this earth that Sanzu hates more than you. Can't blame him. Souta was a dick and, unlike Sanzu, he didn't hide it. There was no one that was free from his bullying.

You arrived at the spot where you saw Touma waving at you. Surprisingly there was only him, the brothers and Sanzu.

God, Touma is an angel.

He was the nicest person you met in your life.

You came up to him and you two gave each other a hug.

“So Y/N.” Sanzu started. “How is being a low life going?” He said with that smirk of his.

Already?

“I don’t know, Sanzu. I haven’t reached your level yet.” You said without looking up from your phone. You could hear the brothers snicker.

“Aren’t you a funny one?” He said, walking up to you. He makes sure to look at you without moving his head down. To make sure you know he’s looking down on you.

Asshole

He always does that.

“Someone has to be.” You said looking at him. “And you're clearly not the man for the job.”

“Oh really? So-”

“Sanzu.” Rindou looks at him with a slight glare. He can already see that Sanzu is about to say something that might end bad. Sanzu looks back at Rindou, annoyed.

“Whatever.” He says with a scoff. “I’m going-”

“Aww leaving already? I thought you would spend some time with me.” You turn around to see a tall man walking in the direction of your group. Souta.

“The fuck do you want?” Sanzu looked at him with hooded eyes.

Impressive

And you thought you could piss off Sanzu with just your existence. Yet here is Souta, whole another level.

“Aww what’s wrong? I thought we were friends?”

“You’re delusional. Any sane person would stay away from someone like you.”

“You’re not though.”

“Neither am I delusional.” He said while turning away. “I’m going to the shop.” He said while looking at the brothers. “You two coming?”

And with that they left. So there you were standing with your best friend pretending that the problem person does not exist.

“So your boyfriend left, huh?” Souta scoffed. Who was he talking to? “Are you deaf or something?” He said annoyed. “Oi!” He said while poking, pretty harshly, on the side of your head.

“Excuse me, don’t touch me.” You said, trying to stay polite. You don’t need any trouble with him.

“So you’re not deaf!” He said with excitement.

“No, I’m not. And he’s not my boyfriend.” You said annoyed. “What on earth made you think that?”

“Oh so you're not? Why is he always defending you then?”

“What are you-?”

“So since you're not with him.” He said while getting closer. “Wanna get with me instead?” He said while pulling you by the waist.

Shit.

Too close. You can feel your breathing quickening.and no.. not in a good way.

You felt terrified. Who wouldn’t? Who in the world would like to be pulled in by the waist by someone like him?

“I will pass.” You try to stay calm.

“Oh don’t be that way! Or I may think you acutely like the pinky.” He said smiling.

“I-” You suddenly felt a strong pull. Touma? He pulled you away from that big bitch.

“They said that they will pass.” He said firmly. “Are you deaf?” That’s the most pissed off Touma you ever saw.

“If I were you I would keep my mouth shut.” Souta said and you could see the vein on the forehead.

“Oh please you're just a big bully who-” you put your hand on his mouth. You love Touma you truly do. That’s why you don’t want him to get killed.

“Oh look at the time.” You said nervously. “We should go to the class.”

While you were about to walk past Souta to head to the building you felt a slap. A slap on your ass.

There is no way

“Talk to you later then. I ain’t taking ‘no’ for an answer.” He said while smirking at you through his shoulder.

You froze.

You felt your whole body run cold.

There is no way in hell that that just happened.

“Y/N..?” You hear Touma ask clearly worried. “Are you..?”

“Yeah, let’s just.. go to the class.”

And you did. You sat at your seat and the lesson started. You felt like a shadow of yourself.. if not less. You don’t even know what’s going on in class. You feel disoriented. Lost. Confused. Why did that happen? How did that happen? Are you overreacting? It was just a slap. But was it though? If it wasn’t, you wouldn’t be feeling so down right now. You did nothing to deserve someone like that. To be treated that way. No one does.

I’m too deep in my mind.

Are you though?

He said he’s not taking no for an answer. Just thinking about it makes your skin crawl. Makes your heart stop for a second.

Touma looked worried and you bet Sanzu noticed that.

“Hey Y/N?” Touma started. You looked at him. His heart stops. Your eyes.. looked so dull. No life, no light, nothing. “What he did was not right. And it sure wasn’t your fault you know that, right? We can report that.”

Report? Sanzu thinks to himself. Just what in hell happened when he left?

“It was just a slap.”

“It wasn’t! He slapped your ass!What he did was se-”

That’s it

“Who?” Was all Sanzu asked.

“What?” You looked at him confused.

“Who slapped you?” His eyes were hudded, pissed off, he looked like he was ready to kill.

“Why do you care?”

“Y/N I asked who did it.” He said in a still tone in his voice.

“Souta.” Touma answered. “He tried hitting on Y/N after you guys left. He also said that he won’t take a ‘no’ for an answer.”

Sanzu suddenly shot up from his seat.

He saw red.

“I’m going to kill that bastard.” And with that he walked out of the class.

Shit

You never saw Sanzu so pissed off.

What if he actually kills him?

You quickly stood up.

“Find Ran and Rin.” You told Touma then ran after Sanzu.

You can’t let him do something dumb because of you!

You will feel guilty.

“What in the hell are you doing?!” You asked while following him. He was walking so fast you almost had to run.

“I’m going to put that fucker in a grave.” You froze for a second. It scared you. You never heard that much anger in his voice.

“Don’t be fucking stupid! Why do you care about it anyway?!” You yelled. Suddenly he stopped, turned around and grabbed your face with one hand and slightly squeezed your cheeks.

“That son of a bitch put his hands on you. On YOU. That’s fucking not allowed.”

“Wtf do you mean?”

“That means.” He steps closer to you but not close enough to make you uncomfortable. “Bullying you is my job. Anything to do with you has to do with me.”

“What?”

“Oh you’re so clueless.” He let you go and stormed into a classroom. Few seconds later he dragged Souta out by his hair while he was on the floor.

You don’t know what to do. You just stood there

Frozen

Again..

You stood there while Sanzu got on top of Souta and started to throw punches at him. One after another. There was blood and you swear he broke his nose.

You didn’t know what to do. You were scared to move.

“S-Sanzu..” You whispered. Your voice was trembling, your hands were too. Your legs felt weak.

“Y/N!” Suddenly you felt a hand on your shoulder. Touma. Rin and Ran as well. They were pulling Sanzu off of Souta and trying to calm him down.

“Dude chill!” Rin was holding him down with his whole body. While Ran was kneeling in front of him trying to bring him back to his senses, ignoring Souta.

“You're scaring Y/N.” Ran started. “We get it! Okay, you make your point. You almost killed the guy. He deserves it, but you could have done this with no one around.” He scratched the back of his head while explaining. “You just made so much mess.. problem wise and cleaning wise.”

Slowly but surely Sanzu calmed down. The teachers arrived. Everyone told their story. And with that you and the rest went home. And when you did your body felt like a rock. When you laid down on your bed you could not get up. You laid there for hours. To the point the sun was no longer sitting in the sky.

You didn’t know how to feel with anything right now, so many things happened and the worst part was you felt guilty. You knew you shouldn’t.

Knock knock

Huh?

You stand up from your bed with the little energy you had left and look outside of your window.

“What in the fuck are you doing here?” You whispered.

“Visiting.” Sanzu answered. “Move aside and let me in, it's freezing out here.” He said. You moved aside to let him in. “Much better.”

“Why are you here?”

“Too see how you're doing. A lot has happened.” He said sitting down on the floor.

“I’m fine.”

“Bullshit. That motherfucker assaulted you. He deserves to be more then beaten up”

“You can’t do that to people just because.”

“Why not?”

“You- I swear.”

“See! Nothing is stopping you!” He said laughing. “Don’t blame yourself for anything that happened today. You did nothing wrong.” He said stand up. He came closer to you and ruffled your hair. “You did nothing wrong.”

“Why did you get so mad for me?” You asked, looking down.

“Isn’t that obvious?” He said, chuckling. “I think it was obvious. I like you.”

“What?”

“So I guess it wasn’t?”

“Why were you always so mean then?”

“To annoy you. You have a pretty face and it looks even cuter when it’s annoyed.” He said and took your hand in his and kissed the top of it. “I will be going then.” He said while getting ready to leave. “Sleep well!” And with that he left.

And you just stood there confused.

#tokyo rev x y/n #tokyo revengers x reader #tokyorev x reader #tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers angst #sanzu x y/n #tokyo revengers sanzu #sanzu angst #sanzu x you #sanzu x reader #tokrev sanzu #sanzu fluff

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dutchforstrangers · 6 months

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Digimon Adventure: 2023 - The newborn chronicles 1/?

Since approx three weeks, I'm head deep into diapers, broken nights and feeding sessions, trying to navigate through life with a newborn. All the while, coming here feels like this could be both my escape from and way of dealing with everything. So I might as well throw in some drabbles about my faves during pregnancy/labor and/or with newborns! Don't expect too much shipping or even shipping at all, just these mofos being newborn parents and not knowing sh*t about all of this.

If you have any suggestions or requests for this series (character(s) and/or prompt/idea), please crawl into my ask box and leave a message (: It's great writing exercise for me after being out of it for so long! I'm taking everything on a scale from everyday domestic fluff to drama with a funny twist and from comedy with a serious touch to dark and heavy angsty emotional rollercoaster.

[1/?]

Episode 1: Taichi & newborn Souta, pt. 1

"Well, just kill me now..."

He said as he exhaled loudly, his hands desperately buried in his hair that seemed wilder than ever before. The bags underneath his eyes in combination with the messy hair and stinky boxers indicating the lack of sleep and showering.

A small piece of Taichi hoped his wife would hear him sigh, wake and come to his rescue. The biggest piece, however, wanted to let her have a peaceful night after all the tough ones she already had and show her he could actually do this by himself.

Thing was he wasn't sure how to.

He reached for his phone on top of the dresser, next to his one week old son. Their eyes met, one set of brown eyes expectingly piercing through his own pair.

"I'm sorry I'm letting you wait, I just... I just need to be sure. So stop looking at me like that."

Taichi's eyes quickly moved from the baby to his phone, scrolling through the names in his contacts.

If he'd call Hikari, or Sora, they would immediately mother and scold him for not knowing "anything". They were an easy skip.

He could call Yamato, but the scenario in his head made him skip his friend faster than lightning.*

Jyou could be useful knowledge-wise, but he'd probably be in a night shift and too busy picking up.

Mimi wasn't an option either, feeling she would leave him with unuseful anecdotes about her traveling life and more questions than answers.

Takeru he felt too awkward to call and Daisuke was simply a hard no.

That left him with one last option. And even though Taichi wasn't sure about that person's knowledge regarding this specific topic, he was sure that he would help him in the best way possible.

"Taichi-san?"

Plus, the voice on the other end weirdly soothed him.

With his gaze fixed on his son's overly yellow-brownish body, Taichi started rambling.

"Koushiro, you've got to help me. What do you know about changing diapers and cleaning one week old babies after they covered themselves in their own poop?"

x x x

* The Taichi - Yamato scenario/convo I envisioned:

Y: "Oi, Taichi, why you're calling me in the middle of the night?"

T: "Why are you picking up in the middle of the night?"

Y: "... F*ck you." *hangs up*

#digimon adventure: 2023 - the newborn chronicles #digimon fanfiction by dfs #headcanon: taichi calls kou for literally a n y t h i n g ~#not me using my own experience with poop and diapers *coughs*#digimon fanfiction #taichi yagami #tai kamiya #koushiro izumi #izzy izumi #taishiro bromance #digimon

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