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ranhaitanisgf · 4 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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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 · 6 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.’

* * *

“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.

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loverofhinaandemma · 8 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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shuj1hanmas · 3 years

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after arguments

ft. trv characters (bonten +hanma & kisaki being toxic)

he won’t try to apologize, rather he would try and get your attention so you would talk to him. he’s done a various amount of things, trying to make you jealous by talking to other people in front of you, pulling stupid stunts on his bike. eventually when you talk to him he’ll deny all of it, “i don’t know what you’re talking about babe, you’re going crazy or something.” could you stay mad at him? nope, he knows that exactly. sure he’s stupid but what can you say it’s not like that’ll change anything, all that matters is that you love him.

⊹ ⭒ – draken, kokonoi, mikey, nahoya, baji

he completely feels horrible, if you don’t apologize within an hour or two he would try to be cuddly with you. of course it works majority of the time but when it doesn’t he will do anything in his power to make you forgive him, he’ll make your favorite meal, offer you massages, prepare a warm bath for you, anything you would ask for to be honest. “i’m sorry for yelling at you, i’m sorry for being mean i didn’t mean it. i love you.” you’re his whole world and he can’t stand when you’re mad at him, could you blame him in reality?

⊹ ⭒ – takemichi, chifuyu, souta, shinichiro, inui, hakkai, naoto

you end up getting the silent treatment from him, like it was your fault he’s mad. you just wanted to know where he was all night and he finally comes home at 2am all beat up, you have the right to know. but according to him you don’t, supposedly it’s for your own good. it wouldn’t help for him to open up just a little bit, after being ignored you give up and finally go back to sleep. though it doesn’t seem like it, he wants to tell you everything, he just can’t push himself to do it. he doesn’t want to worry about you leaving after learning he’s in a gang, he just wants to protect you. eventually he lays in bed with you softly whispering his apology, “i’m sorry for ignoring you, can you help me with the bandages in the morning..”

⊹ ⭒ – rindou, mitsuya, kazutora, pah, peyan, kakucho, izana

he’s ruthless, he could careless about you being mad or not. all he knows is that you’ll come running back to him eventually, trust me he’ll wait for you to come back. “oh, back already huh? i guess you missed me that much.” with tears in your eyes you just wanted to scream at him, you wish he would have some other reaction for once. the only time he gets serious is when you tell him you feel like the relationship should end, he can’t handle the thought of you being with someone else. he just can’t, immediately he switches his personality. his response will vary from time to time ‘you can’t live without me.’ or ‘please don’t go. i’m sorry.’ they’re basic but at least some sort of emotion, you know you’ll never leave him but sometimes he just needs a reality check.

⊹ ⭒ – hanma, kisaki, sanzu, ran, rindou, kokonoi

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ilysouya · 2 years

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# RELATIONSHIP AESTHETICS | TOKYO REVENGERS

+ MANJIRO ‘MIKEY’ SANO

+ KEN ‘DRAKEN’ RYUGUJI

+ KEISUKE BAJI

+ MITSUYA TAKASHI

+ NAHOYA KAWATA

+ SOUYA KAWATA

+ KAZUTORA HANEMIYA

+ HANMA SHUJI

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vquacki · 3 years

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It's My Fatherly Duties!

Short DAD Scenarios

Characters: BONTEN - Rindou Haitani, Ran Haitani, Sanzu Haruchiyo

~ Inui Seishu, Kokonoi Hajime, Izana Kurokawa,

~ Souya Kawata (Angry), Nahoya Kawata (Smiley)

Warning ⚠︎︎ : Mature content, cussing, MINORS DNI

Note : requested, I added some characters. Hope ya don’t mind! These are pretty short, just little things I put together. Word barf kinda..? Anyways- I hope you enjoy :))

R I N D O U

His lashes fluttered open when he heard a loud crash coming from the hallway, along with a string of cuss words sounding like his daughter's voice.

“What the hell was that?” You groaned, not a single word was uttered from your husband when he sprung out of bed, bolting to the bedroom down the corridor.

“Tohru?!” Rindou yelled, flinging open the door. Revealing your teenage daughter fully dressed, half way through her second story window. A facade of pillows under her blanket seeminging meant to be her ‘sleeping body’.

“Oh dad, I-”

“What the hell are you doing” The man was fuming by the ears, pajamas ruffled when he jolted out of his slumber.

“Is Tohru okay?” You peeked from behind the broad shouldered man.

“I was just going to get fresh air!” Your daughter lied, making up a somewhat excuse to appease her angered father.

“Hey Tohru! Hurry up and get down here!” You heard a boy's voice call out, looking over at Rindou’s face to see the man's darkened expression.

“Who the fuck is down there? Is that a boy?!” He growled, stomping his feet over to the glass. Pushing past his daughter to take a look.

“Oh shit- her dads here. Let’s book it!” The kids whispered, but loud enough for Rindou to make out, hastily running down the dark street.

“You little shits! Don't you dare come back here!” Rindou growled, slamming the window shut in the process.

“What! Dad!” Tohru whined,

“You're so grounded young lady!” Rindou shouted, not caring for the sleeping neighbors beside his shared condo at three in the morning.

“Rin, she was just having some fun!” You defended, you were also like her when you were her age, trouble makers run in your blood. Actually Rindou couldn't even talk- he was running roppongi at her age.

“No! She's just too young to be hanging out with boys!” Rindou’s brows joined together as he withered in front of you.

“But we dated when we were her age-” You deadpanned at him,

“Grounded! My final answer!”

R A N

Ran was coming home from a late night bonten meeting, mouth agape when he saw his daughter’s feet dangling out from her window.

Fearing the worst he sprinted to the ground below his child, hands outstretched to catch her if she were to misstep.

“Mitsuri!” His voice boomed,

“Eh? Dad?!” His daughter stuttered, slowly slid out the window, climbing down like she had done this many times prior to this awkward occurrence.

Toes easily touching the grass with ease, not a scratch upon the females porcelain skin.

“Ran?” You yawned, cracking the door ajar. It was late, you waking up to your husband's screams outside your house.

“Mitsuri, what are you doing climbing out your window like a maniac?!” Ran scowled, hands running through his messed up hair. Sweat dripping down his temple from the not so pleasant adrenaline rush.

“I was just gonna hang out with some friends..” your daughter answered, fingers gripping the edge of her shirt, scarily waiting for her dad’s reaction.

“At this time of night? .. out your window?”

“Ye-”

“Phone privileges. Give me it.” Ran demanded, palm stretched out.

“But-” no question she was a tad bit spoiled by her father. You being the bad cop, while your husband played the good cop for his beloved daughter.

“If you want to go anywhere all you got to do is ask!” Ran plucked the phone from his daughter's hand, a wave of relief washing over him. Secretly thanking whatever being watching over him that it wasn't some sort of gang related subject.

“This is what you get for spoiling her!” You laughed from the sidelines, hand clutching your stomach.

“This is your fault too ya know!” Ran argued.

“I’m the one who tries to discipline her! But someone always lets it go!” You emphasized the special somebody.

“Whatever” Ran sighed, This was a lesson for the usual carefree man, a special lesson he wouldn't forget in the many years to come with his unborn future children.

S A N Z U

It was Sanzu’s best day of his life when his daughters were born, the two only being about one year apart. They were spoiled to the core, anything they wanted their money liberl father blessed them with. He thought they were the sweetest things ever, them both being a daddy's girl after all.

He never would have expected to see both of his daughters outside his humble abode, standing beside two boys, most likely a double date.

He stared in shock, hands pressed firmly against the glass, teeth gritting.

“Huh? I tucked them into bed an hour ago” You rubbed your eyes, riding yourself of the sleepiness threatening to drown you. The pink haired only tutted his teeth, swifty twisting the door knob to confront the four children outside.

“Oh you better run” your oldest daughter whispered, gesturing for the boys to make haste from her deadly father.

“You better not come back here, unless you want trouble you fuckers!” Sanzu yelled, red in the eyes from anger. Not bothering to chase after the two scoundrels.

“Dad, mom! What are you guys doing awake?” Your youngest asked, sheer panic in her eyes, watching her insane fathers unpleasant smile.

“I swear you two will be the death of me” Sanzu uttered, shoving his hands into his pockets. A irked gleen in his orbs as he stared them down.

“They were just friends dad, stop overreacting” the older daughter said,

“I- You little shi-” He bit his lip to suppress his anger fueled words, knowing well it would definitely hurt his precious children's feelings. Having regretted it later if he were to say those sinful words.

“Now now Sanzu, let's head to bed” You wrapped your arms around your lover, dragging him inside the house.

“You can sort out their punishment tomorrow, after a good night's sleep” , coating him with reassuring words. That day he learned how misjudged he was of his children, even so he still loved them with all his heart.

I Z A N A

Izana had his feet kicked up, relaxing in his office while he watched the moon. He had a clear view, the street lamps positioned next to the sidewalk, the side of his beautiful house facing his office window. He was enjoying his free time, mind taking over his body while he thought about his life choices. He was in ease until he saw his son's window light up, a long string of rope being tossed out the opening.

Sitting up from his chair, he rushed over to his clear casement. Throwing his window open, a boy and girl standing beneath his son's window. The two holding the rope still as your child tried to slid down.

“My my Yuki, where are you off to?” Izana laughed, nerves finally relaxing when he figured out what was going on. Calmly settling into the frame, head leaning on his chin. It wasn't like he had the right to be upset, he did much worse when he was his son's age. Robbing, fighting, killing. You name it, Izana’s done it.

Sneaking out was nothing compared to what he did, but he wasn't gonna just let his son go. He was more wise now, he knew for a fact he didn't want his son to end up anything like him. Sure, he wanted the boy to have fun, but in a normal kid way.

“Dad! Um- I”

“You better get your arse back up that window before I drag you around with that rope” Izana smiled, Totally different from the sentence he was portraying. Not forgetting his manners, giving a nonchalant wave to the other two kids.

“Zana? Who are you talking to?” You asked, placing a cup of tea you had prepared for Izana on his desk.

“Oh no one doll” Izana answered, closing the window before walking over to you.

“Let's go to bed, yeah?” He proposed, trailing his hands around your shoulders, guiding you to the door.

“But the tea I made”

“Im tired~”

Overall the male wouldn't want to talk further about the situation, nor would he discuss it with you. Trivial matters held no place between you both, as long as the child did not dare do it again.

I N U I

Inui wiped the sweat dripping from his forehead, the AC wasnt working at the motor shop. Him, draken and yourself were sweating bullets, the hot material around you not helping. You had decided to help the pair around the shop, cleaning what you could. Or helping with cashing every customer out, it would've been an easy task if it wasn't blazing hot.

Leaving your daughter home alone, obviously thinking she’d stay and do her teenage things. You couldn't be more mistaken, astounded as you watched her fiddle around with a boy across the street at the ice cream parlor.

“Y/N please don't tell me that Kagura..” Inui’s jaw dropped, the wrench that was once in his clasp dropping to the ground. Startling the concentrating Draken that was crouched over a motorbike.

“What's wrong Inui? Y/N” Draken twisted his body around, raising a brow when you two just started muttering to each other like two creeps.

“Is that... a boy” Inui held his chin between his fingers, squinting to get a better view of his kid.

“You trying to catch flies with your mouth Inui? Close your yap” You whispered,

“Y/N! She's too young, I feel like I just held her in my arms not too long ago. She can't get married just yet!” Inui argued, he would've been on the verge of tears if he didn't have a reputation to uphold.

“What? The fuck are you on Inui? She's probably just with a friend!” You patted his back, reassuring the man.

“Boys and girls can be friends ya’know” you added.

Cueing the two children across the road from you, feeding scoops of ice cream to each other.

“I don't think friends do that..” Inui looked over at you, eyes widening when you swung the motor shop’s door open. Hands coming around your mouth to amplify your words,

“Kagura, is that your boyfriend?”

“WHAT?” Inui almost fainted, the ledge behind him holding his wobbly frame up right.

“I didn't know you guys would be here!” Your daughter jogged across the street, leaving the boy sitting by himself.

“And no! Just a friend” She answered your embarrassing, blushing as she stared down at the ground.,

“I sense some lies” you wiggled playfully at the flustered girl.

“What! Anyways, Sorry I left the house without telling you” Kagura apologized,

“Just don't do it again, without my permission..” Inui stated,

“Especially not with a boy.”

K O K O N O I

Bribing people is his forte, and if they did not obliged? Threatening always did the trick.

And that's exactly what he did when he saw his descendant out with a male. All was dandy until the boy came running back, babbling about how his girl was the so called ‘love of his life’.

“Hey brat, you got a death wish?” Kokonoi asked, leaning against the door frame.

“Koko go easy on him, he’s just a kid” You nudged the man, a mischievous grin plastered on the males face.

“And I kinda think it's cute” You said, a small smile erupting from your daughter that was not so far behind her parents.

“I approve, kid! I like your romantic drive!” You clapped,

“Y/N!” Kokonoi pouted,

“You better not try to bribe him with money again” You threatened, waving a finger at the whiny man.

“Yeah! I like him too, dad!” Your daughter agreed.

“You're like twelve, go play chess or something” Kokonoi barked, crossing his arms in disapproval.

“Dad, I'm sixteen!”

“That's what I said”

S O U Y A

He almost had a panic attack at the sight, having to shield the man from the scene playing out. Your twin daughter saying their goodbyes to their dates, followed by a kiss. You removed your hand when the boys were no longer in view, riding off in their motorcycles.

“Shira, Nihra” You held Souya up by the shoulder, the light headed male limping towards the worried kids.

“What's wrong with dad?” Nihra questioned, eyeing her ghostly pale father.

“He's out of it” You giggled,

“I'm not crazy am i?” He stood tall, letting go of the arm you had draped around him.

“There was boys-” His voice cracked.

“You saw that dad?” Shira sweat dropped, watching as her fathers should leave his body.

“Next time ask before you go out” You smiled, you weren't too strict on the two. They were Souya’s children, earning most of their adorable traits from him. Even his fighting skills.

“This better not happen again, i'm trusting you” Souya grumbled.

“Sorry pops” The two girls remorsefully sollied the man, both hooking onto one of Souya’s arms as they helped his shell into the house.

N A H O Y A

Nahoya was beyond pissed, infamous smile widening. Taking fast steps towards your daughter and her significant other.

“Look boy, I don't know who you are. But my daughters not up for grabs” Nahoya grinned, cracking his fingers.

“O-okay sir” the boy was jittering, body trembling from the males intense arua.

“If I catch ya here again” he used his finger to slash his neck, motioning to the death that would happily greet the boy if they were to ever meet again.

“Yer dead meat kiddo” Nahoya laughed, watching as the boy ran for his life.

“Dad, that was really extra!” Your daughter sneered, a pout on her lips.

“Shut up!, you're grounded rat!” Nahoya shouted.

“Yeah Nahoya, there was no need to threaten the poor kid. He looked like he was gonna piss himself.”

“Exactly the effect i wanted”

End Note : as I said this was a word barf T-T, so it’s quite short.

Reblogs & Notes are always appreciated! Take care! ♡︎♡︎

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kirtokyo · 2 years

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━━━━━━━━ souya kawata x black reader

word count: 0.8k+

cw: highly suggestive! making out, hickies, fluff at the end cause yeah…

notes: I can’t believe I wrote this…this is also the longest thing i’ve ever wrote. but uhhhh I guess this still counts as suggestive?? it’s just very detailed. don’t expect me to write like this often though 😭 this was a little much for me… AND THIS KINDA CHESSY AND CRINGE IM SORRY IVE NEVER WROTE LIKE THIS OKAY

Rustling goes on just outside your front door. Only seconds later it opens, revealing your lover. Souya passed the threshold and into your home, just getting off of work you supposed. You pull your attention to his face and took account of his expression. He seemed stressed and tired which you only could associate with his assumed to be troublesome work day at the ramen shop. You were sitting on the couch with a blanket, cuddled up, watching a series. “Hey, babe. Come sit with me.” Souya wordlessly complies and joins you.

Settling down right beside you, he slouches with his head thrown back and his hands resting in his lap. “Is something worrying you?” “I’m just tired” Souya groans. You take his black head wrap off for him to find comfort and rub his shoulder lovingly. Inching closer, you begin to message his shoulders before wrapping him in your arms and assist him by fluffing out his blue curls. He reciprocates your affection by snaking his arms around your waist and laying his head on your shoulder before nudging you towards him.

The two of you barely had time together this week causing both of you to grow desperate for touch from one other. His breath grazes flesh causing goosebumps to rise on your skin, chills run down your spine, hairs stand up in excitement. Not much talk was needed to express either of your feelings right now. Actions spoke louder than words right?

You nudged his head up, found his lips and connected yours to his. The kiss was soft yet greedy, he expressed his eagerness by deepening the kiss, tongues practically dancing together in need. His hands roam your body curiously even though he knows your body all too well. After pulling you even closer, the both of you started to get impatient by the second. your lips moved in a frenzy and ecstasy followed right behind it. It stimulated your mind’s. it caused erotic energy to flow throughout both of your body’s like a drug.

His hands travel up to your face, palms holding each side tenderly, groaning from the intense feeling. He dipped back down and onto your neck. Warm and wet tongue touches the surface of your neck with collision causing you to hick your breath in surprise. it caught you off guard, making your eyes go wide with thrill and excitement. You soon relaxed into the feeling, finding yourself embedded with this new found sensation.

Your hands find their way to his loose, blue curls on instinct. Massaging his scalp mindlessly. Souya noticed the soft strokes of your fingernails on his scalp and it egged him on, moving his lips with purpose, sucking gently but hard enough to leave marks. The way he manipulated his mouth into doing such actions made you sigh out, uncontrollably almost. It wasn’t till he parted ways did you notice the collar of your shirt, loose, sliding off of your shoulder. The both of you sat back to catch your breaths. Still staring into each other’s eyes with want. Eyes glimmering with need.

With steady eagerness you grabbed the collar of his shirt, balling it up in your fist, yanking, making his body jolt towards you, you pulled him into another kiss, this time with lust, and much much more passion behind it, yearning for more. He‘d admit he was caught off guard if it weren’t for your lips moving feverishly against his. Souya melted into the kiss, letting you engulf his lips tenderly. Your hands gravitated to his neck before making their way to his ear, fiddling with the silver earrings hanging from it.

He pulled you into his lap, not once breaking the kiss while you now straddled him. You were making out more erratically now. His hands found their way to your hips, gradually roaming and grabbing at you. You both were steadily chasing something. You didn’t know what you were chasing, you just knew you wanted it bad. Desperate for just a taste of it. You put your arms around his neck, longing to be closer than you already were. You just couldn’t get enough of him.

Oxygen running low, he breaks the kiss, both of you panting deeply. Souya rests his forehead on yours, eyes still shut. as if on cue, you both open your eyes and stare deeply into each other's. “Goodness, I love you” he expressed quietly but loud enough so you could hear. “I love you too, Souya”. You rubbed his nerves softly and lovingly. “Try not to overwhelm yourself ‘kay hun?” “I’ll try my best not to, y/n.”

Souya left to go change out of his work clothes. You waited patiently on the couch until he returned and when he did— he sat right beside you and lifted his arm, encouraging you to cuddle in. “Wanna watch a movie?” you suggested. “Sure, why not.” The night ended with both you watching a movie. You curled up in his warm embrace, rather hot from your previous activities...

《 @sscarchiyo

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ranhaitanisgf · 4 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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babydaddyleorio · 3 years

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Walking you to school

Souya “Angry” x gn!reader

-Angry usually walks to school with Smiley, but he also has a specific day of the week where he wakes up super early just so he’d be on time to walk with you instead.

-You’d open your front door just to see him standing on your doorstep, an annoyed look already across his face.

- “What took you so long, we’re going to be late!” He’d fuss while reaching for your backpack. Of course, you’d simply roll your eyes at his snappy tone before handing your bag to him so he could sling it over his shoulder.

-“Will you relax, we’ll be fine.” You assured while leaning to give him a kiss on the cheek, knocking the frown he just wore completely off his lips.

- “And also, good-morning Souya.” You sang teasingly, smiling to yourself once you saw how flustered he had become. Angry cleared his throat at your sudden display of affection before mumbling a quiet good-morning in response, scratching the back of his neck as he walked behind you.

-Your walks tend to be filled with random conversation, mostly with you talking and Angry listening. Angry likes to just hear your rambling and will take that as an opportunity to admire the side of your face before his eyes slowly trail down to your moving lips.

-But he quickly shakes off the sudden embarrassing thoughts that flood his mind when looking at you, and decides to keep his eyes in front of him for the rest of the walk.

-If you didn’t eat breakfast, he would be prepared because he’d already have some food packed. He actually made it himself and you were surprised once you realized how much of an amazing cook he was.

-When you walk on the school grounds, nobody messes with you two. Everyone knows about Angry and about how he’s a vice-captain, so you automatically get respect from everyone.

-When you finally do get to class, you and Angry have to part ways because the two of you have different teachers.

-He gives you your backpack and just as you were about to walk in the classroom, Angry grabs your wrist and pulls you into an embrace. It would take you by surprise at first, but you’d hug him back with a smile, while Angry mumbled against your shoulder.

-“Have a great day, okay?”

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everafterkeiji · 3 years

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Hello can you do kawata twins, Draken and Taiju with a soft and sensitive S/O?🥺

hey heyyy!! one of the past reqs I've gotten so im sorry for delay:(( i also like ur username >_< but stay safe and hopefully this is ok!! this was my first time writing for taiju so it was a little rough

𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐎 𝐒/𝐎 𝐖𝐇𝐎𝐒𝐄 𝐒𝐎𝐅𝐓 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐄

PAIRINGS: Draken, Kawata twins, & Taiju x gn! reader

GENRE: fluff

♡ 𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐍 has always been fond of your genuine care towards him and the others. It was your ability to empathize any situation and settle it maturely, understanding both sides to the problem which was a trait he had himself.

- He likes how before you think you would ponder on the possible outcomes to be able to move freely without hurting anyone in the way. He sees it in how you always looked after him as well as for the boys, just constant kindness handed to them.

- Whenever Mitsuya brings over Luna and Mana, the girls go up to you and tells you countless of compliments stating how pretty you were and the next second you're spoiling them with ice cream, laughing and the beam of genuineness you had is something Draken could never not love to see.

- When you two are out on a date and have some leftover as a takeout, you leave for a second and Draken finds you giving it to the local kids on the street, patting their heads with a smile and he swore his heart grew twice as big.

- There are more instances where you'd run off to help an elderly walk the street or just help whoever those who needed it which leads to Draken just seeing you in a corner as an old man pats your head for helping him carry his groceries.

- The only backlash he gets from you is seeing how upset you'd get to see him this badly wrecked after a brawl. You didn't question his strength but this view had been replayed for so many times that it concerns you how he's willing to risk it all.

"Stop frowning, Y/N. I promise you that I'm fine." He assures you but it doesn't work like usual. "C'mon, if you kiss me I'll be okay again." He jokes to ligthen up your mood to which you sigh.

- He also doesn't like to see you cry during some movies because—he also cries. It was a really depressing scene so he can't blame you but he tries to avoid horror movies just so you don't get nightmares.

- You like to thrive in the beauty there is whenever he takes you to a museum or just outside having a picnic. He sees that appreciation in your eyes and how you smile at them so it was often that he'd buy you flowers or little trinkets of art.

- He notices how you get easily flustered by him which he actually thinks it's cute so he does it so much that it frustrates you knowing he just liked to see you blush and stammer around him.

- Despite being the one whose usually sat on the safer side, you can't really help but defend him or the rest of Toman when they get bad mouthed for their acts and Draken always had to make sure you don't get insulted in return knowing how that would affect you in the process.

- He's also careful with his words so he doesn't strike a nerve to you.

- He tries to not drag you in messy and noisy crowds because he knows you get agitated by them and it leads you to be overwhelmed.

- Whenever you do get breakdowns, he's right at your side comforting you how you needed to take a few breathers for you to reach your goal. Even if your attack hasn't sprung yet, Draken likes to caress your back or grip onto your hand to remind you to calm yourself before it happens.

- He knows you tend to shut down from being too emphatetic and being too tired from your own emotions so he'd give you a bit of space but come back when you let him know you need him then he'll arrive with a few blankets and some snacks.

"C'mere you lughead, let's watch some movies."

♡ 𝐍𝐀𝐇𝐎𝐘𝐀 has a very friendly smile but the things that come out of his mouth are sinister dialogues so he had to volume that down when he got to know you more.

- You know him, he'll say that he can murder you under 5 seconds with a toothy grin and act so nonchalant about it so he had to warn you that those type of phrases would never be directed to you.

- He sees how you resemble his brother—how caring and gentle you were towards others so he just stands from afar with a proud smile.

- He's aware of how you avoided harsh comments or any brutality so before he'd go into a fight, he's always going to leave a kiss to your forehead to your lips just to assure you.

"I'll drop by when it's done, okay? Don't worry about me!" He says while you just sighed in defeat. "You better."

- The funny thing is after the brawl, he went straight to his house and ask Souya to patch him up or at least cover his wounds so you wouldn't get anxious but that was until you see him walking with bandaids when you've gone to the store.

"..Smiley."

"Heya! What a funny coincidence huh? I was actually on my way to your house!"

- He always pauses to stare at you when you'd help others. You just look like a gem making those people happy just by your simple acts of kindness and he's thinking to himself how lucky he was and by the time you go back to him, he's placing sweet pecks to your cheek.

- He can tell how uncomfortable you were whenever you'd be stuck in a noisy environment so he tries his best and leads you to somewhere quieter for you to feel better.

- At first he thought that you were just kidding when you began to feel tense at one of those horror or brutal television series but when he noticed how it still bothered you the next day, he took a mental note to avoid those situations.

- He can feel it in your touch too, how you patch him up, asking if everything was okay for you to continue or even when you're just embracing him as you reach your hands to go through his hair. Everything about your movements were dainty and cautious which he actually liked a lot.

- You're also a very observant and appreciative person which is something he'll never get tired of. It's shown too many times when you'd compliment him or other people, pure genuineness to your voice with a kind smile to them and he's at awe and will always return the gesture.

"Don't forget to call yourself beautiful too." He says to you.

- Speaking of pretty things, you began to buy him some objects that were so pleasing to the eye and when he gets to your room, he can see charms or little stuff toys. He doesn't mind though, he thinks its cute since you'd give him a few of them too.

- The jokes he'd say would often be revised because he was also thoughtful of how you were going to react but you'd tell him how okay it would be.

"I love you." You whispered to him, craddled in his arms.

"Eh, I like you too." He joked, while you pull away momentarily staring him down with teasing eyes as if to challenge him as he shakes his head and buries it to your shoulder.

"Hey, cutie pie, I was just joking~"

"I like you too, Nahoya ♡"

"..not love?"

"Well." You joked, laughing while he rolls his eyes.

- Through your actions, he can sense whenever you had something unpleasant stuck on your mind. He sees how you kept zoning out and how your touch to him always felt loose like you were growing distant so when you two get home he seems to have figured it out when you embraced him once you sat on his bed.

"Everything okay there?" He whispers, caressing your hair while you shook your head that was on his chest. "Do you wanna talk about it, babe?" He asks.

"Let's talk about it later." You answered, closing your eyes and just enjoying his comfort while he understood. "Then take all the time you need."

- Lastly, he likes to hear you spill all of your problems on him because you liked to keep those negative emotions and hide it with a smile so when you finally break from keeping them for so long, he just wants to bury you deep in his arms, lending you his ears any time you needed them.

♡ 𝐒𝐎𝐔𝐘𝐀, is a softie like you so you two would get along so well.

- He doesn't need to worry much of the wrong things he can possibly say to you because he was always thoughtful of what he does alike you.

- When you first met him, you thought it was quite ironic how he wore a very indignant expression but deep down he had the biggest heart that was bound to be kept by you.

- He feels like his emotions were gonna burst whenever you would be so gentle with him. Combing through his hair, asking him of his day, embracing him tightly or just complimenting him.

- You have a habit to pinch his cheeks or kiss his forehead when you'd look at him fondly and it takes his heart by a storm.

- You were so supportive of him and he hated to see you get so worked up to see him hurt but his attempts were funny.

"Sou-"

"Heya! I missed you so much, Y/N." He says covering your eyes while you walk as you chuckled and he makes his way to run to the bathroom and lets go of your face.

"Babe, c'mon let me help you."

"You're not mad at me?"

"I can never be so come out of there, Angry."

- What more is that when you're putting flowers on Mitsuya's sister then they hook a flower to your ear which makes you smile—he is seriously whipped, to the point it could possibly bring him tears on how beautiful you looked so he's rushing to hug you from behind.

"YOU'RE SO BEAUTIFUL, Y/N." He shouts from your back while you laugh and hug him in return.

- One time when he took you to a petting zoo, he could've sworn you wanted to adopt every animal that was there—regardless how dangerous but he understood since some of them were really cute. If you were moved by such creatures, he was too. He'd snap a few photos of you just for remembrance and he'd look back on them and smile.

- He himself doesn't like to stay in tense situations but if you were to be there, his hand is with yours using his thumb to circle around your skin to ease your anxiety.

- He was part of a gang and even if he knew he could protect you, there were still those who wanted to try and break that barrier so he promises to protect you and make sure you never hear any of their negativity.

- When you do breakdown, he likes to sit across from you with hands to your thigh, patting it for comfort while he talks you through your problems. You can be easily worn out from stress or from dejection so he lets you style his hair, do a little skin care night—anything just to help you but you told him that all you needed was for him to hold you as you calm yourself down.

"I'm right here, I've got you always." He whispers through your hair before landing a kiss to it.

- You like to cling to him during murder scenes in a horror movie and often just doze off on his shoulder but he tries to act tough for you two but when there's a jump screen, he screams along with you and hugs you tightly which erased your shock to chuckle at how cute he was.

- Just because of who you are, you'd be rewarded multiple hugs and pecks from him—well, he doesn't even need to claim it as a reward because he'd do it on purpose anyway.

♡ 𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐉𝐔, would really like this personality of yours.

- You were so selfless and caring that it does make him want to be a better person and show those same emotions to his siblings.

- He loves to see you help other people at church when he'd ask you to come with him or just those outside the church who weren't able to enter. It makes him awestruck that someone was able to fit through his own personality.

- He likes to buy you flowers just to see that lit up reaction from you and he could see it in your eyes how happy you were to receive them and the appreciation for it so he reminds himself to do it often.

- Despite being so prideful of his strength and the gang he led, he didn't want you to catch him in the act in terms of brawling. He can already imagine the look of worry flashing through your face so he disregards the wish for you to see him win just for you to avoid feeling overwhelmed.

- He does promise you how he'd be able to protect you and you know that he can stick to his word but sometimes your own enemies were the cause so comforting you seemed to be the hardest that he had to encounter but he tries to pull through.

- His love language wasn't ideal if you look at how he treats his siblings so he wonders if he can change that for you. You were in a bad situation, if he can't help you, you'd be stuck in it for a while. So he tries to suggest if you wanted to clear your mind by going for a walk which you agreed.

The night was just filled in silence since you were able to calm down on your own thanks to the comforting sceneries and Taiju was contented that he was able to bring back your old self.

- He'd slip up a few times—not gonna lie. His aggressiveness would peak through and he'd soon regret how shocked and hurt you were which gave him more difficulty to approaching you knowing he was the one to cause it this time.

- It affects you a lot to know his abusiveness so it takes a lot of time for you to return to him and make sure he'd never do it to you again.

- The next morning he does show his regrets by his acts of service towards you. He tried to come off nicer this time, showing how he kept his promise that he wouldn't hurt you so you just thank him for the extra effort.

- He's now extra cautious when it comes to situations that could affect you now that he's seen what it brings you to and he didn't want you to go through that again.

- He just likes how you sympathetic you were and how willing you were to understand their point of view before jumping to conclusions and being tactical your own moves when he'd ask you for some opinions regarding the Black Dragons.

- He was still processing how to act around you to dismiss his attitude but he won't stop until he proves to you that he was capable of change.

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haruchyio · 3 years

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omg if it's okay i think souya would go well with this prompt; 'a character taking their lover's hand during a stressful situation' but don't force yourself if it doesn't work for you !! 🥺👉👈

prompt list

JUST RIGHT.

— pairing. souya kawata x reader

— theme. fluff

"souya," he snaps out of his daze at the sound of his name rolling out your tongue, dripping with tender and softness that only you could posses. the bluenutte watched quietly as you weaved through the sea of delinquets, and he quietly muttered to himself how you looked like an angel comapred to the sweaty, battle-bruised troublemakers.

souya's eyes were wide, almost empty—signifying that he's in his infamous 'blue ogre' state; as if he was the calm before the storm. his lips that would normally be etched into a frown formed a grim line, and you never realized how scary it is to see him so detached.

"calm down." you stood infront of him with your usual smile in hopes that it will atleast help your case. a careful hand snaking its way to hold his calloused, and bloody ones that stayed limp on his side. the swell of his feverish hands over yours, you clutched the part of him you could grasp, silently relishing at how your palms perfectly fits his without any cracks.

"you're here," he whispers and you could feel him squeeze the hand that he was holding. "you're safe."

your thumb caressed the back of his palm, smiling from ear to ear. with your fingers intertwined with his, having no intention of letting it go for the time being, you whispered back. "i'm safe."

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drakens-tattoo-artist · 3 years

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👉 👈 can I request Angry with an s/o who gets so happy when they see him and always holds their hands out to hold his ?? like even if it’s just touching hands for a moment or genuinely holding hands ? just a super bubbly lil reader that’s like “ :DDD !!! hand, hold, please, i love you” kinda thing ? yeah, thank you, I hope you’re having good day !! 💕

A/N: This is so soft ahhh, thanks for requesting anon! I kinda did a combination of drabbling and hcs, I hope that was okay! (I hope you’re having a good day too <3)

Pairing: Angry (Souya Kawata) x !gn reader

Warnings: None really, just fluffy fluff

↣ Angry almost short-circuits every time you hold his hand or excitedly run up to him when you meet and hug his arm to say hi.

You run up to him as you see him park his bike and stroll towards you, raising his hand to say hello. Your eyes light up cheerfully as you see his blue candy-floss-like hair and bright eyes, "Hi!"

"Hi-what was the hurry for? The sun's about to go down," he says, looking at you worriedly, hoping there was nothing wrong.

"Exactly!" you say hopping to his side and taking his hand into yours and dragging him to the view you wanted to share with him.

He raises his eyebrows in surprise. He looks down at the way your hand fits into his and the way you tug at his arm to show him the sunset, orange and red hues hiding behind clouds. But he couldn't care much about that with the way your eyes were sparkling and how you were pointing at the sky and saying something about how beautiful it was.

↣ He would love to reciprocate the same to you and he tries.

↣ He tightens his hold around your hand, hoping you can read the love in his touch and how much he adores. He smiles at you, moving closer to you cherishing the warmth your hand pressed into his.

↣ Sometimes, he's a little too nervous and jittery to reach out to you the way you would so he would do it as slowly as he could, as softly as he could. When you walk next to each other, he would drop his hand next to yours and link your pinkies together. You're more than happy to reply and squeeze your pinky to his reassuringly, smiling at the blush creeping up onto his face.

↣ You hold his hand when you're sat next to each other in comfortable silence, watching a movie together. Your hand brushes the top of his, asking for permission shyly and he replies by walking his fingers closer to yours, letting you interlock your fingers together as you scooch closer into his chest.

↣ His heart always melts when you wiggle your fingers at him as you hold your hand out at him, offering it to him to hold.

"Are you coming?" you call out to him as you walk into the crowd of people in the mall.

He takes a deep breath, sighing at the way your hand is waiting for his to hold on to and the way your fingers wave around before he moves to you, his palm sliding against yours, and his thumb making soft brushes against your palm as you giggle at his hesitant eyes. "I'm here."

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