#tiny yato is so cute

[iielenia]

silly yato and yukine doodle

#noragami #yato noragami #yukine #yato #noragami manga #how does tagging work #anyways i'm soft for them #let them be happy #tiny yato is so cute #don't touch his dad ok #yukine seems so fluffy i wanna cuddle with him too

[catboyyukineapologist]

NORAGAMI CH 100 THOUGHTS

guys I'm crying I'm genuinely crying actual tears. I was gonna make a "surprise, bitch. I bet you thought you'd seen the last of me" joke but it's no time to jokE. TOO MUCH IS HAPPENING.

And as a lot of people saw coming this appears to be the final arc🥲 it's sad but I'm glad that the story seems to have been allowed to run its natural course and adachitoka got to tell the story they wanted to tell (and boy, what a story). Bittersweet, but let's all enjoy this final arc together! I'm terrified!! What on earth is going to happen!!! How do all the loose ends get tied up????

anyway we're here and I am back on my bullshit under the cut...! Be warned: This is a long one.

(I went off about Father and his children again please someone take the keyboard away from me)

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Sakura is the tree of spring, huh?

as you may imagine I AM UNWELL

fast-moon dropped this one while I was on a date and when I saw that notification I had to stop, process it and explain to my date what was going on because that is how much despair it caused me. (And I hadn't even read the damn thing yet)

Why is it only now clicking for me that there is a CLEAR OBVIOUS MEANINGFUL RELATIONSHIP between the names Yuki / Haru / Sakura.

Smarter people than I probably have and will speak more (and better) on everything going on with names and wordplay and Yato fighting and being nearly killed by Yuuki on the same hill where he buried his body and letters, but I will just say that it hurts and it made me cry ambiguous, confusing, sad-happy tears.

That entire section looked so pretty and Yato and Yuki looked so tiny and I'm just🥺

Yato with the GRAVE TALK. He is dangerously close to fucking around and finding out. (O como decimos en mi rancho, a dos de acabar muerto por jugarle al vergas)

SHIIGUN IS BACK BABY BOY IS HERE I LOVE HIM LOOK AT HIM GO

why are those dragon ayakashi so cute i want to keep the tiny one as a pet.

BISHA

SHE

WHEN SHE AT THE

WHEN SHE

Nyappy's Kuraha theory is gnawing at the edges of my sanity again it would seem (please will someone bully me into finishing that damn ficlet wip before the manga literally ends)

"The same as me not wanting to use Kazuma" Oh boy. Oh man. Oh honey you got a big storm coming.

OH NO NOT IMMEDIATELY

Kinuha beloved I missed her<3

Kitty cat. Kuraha prefers to be a lion than a human confirmed.

Ah yes, finally some good, old-fashioned, straightforward punches directly to the gut. (also that panel is just beautiful, man)

Oh don't come now with the "you'we impowtant two me" shut the FUCK up, old man. Boo fucking hoo your child you abused doesn't love you:( too bad so sad suck it up worstie<3

Ok now that that's out of the way. He makes a valid point- from his point of view, at least. From what we have seen of his backstory, Yato was created by a wish born of his deep feelings of injustice, of being left behind to die by the world and the gods ("You were my prayer"). TO him, Yato has always been a tool he had a right to, he deserved, to "cull the herd", to take back the power he believed was for him and taken away. Yato was Father's lifeline in a similar fashion as Father was his. He was his precious means of justice until he wasn't anymore. And he loved him in the same sick and twisted way he loves Mizuchi for very similar reasons. Again from what we know up until now, I fear it might be all he knows, love for someone as a means to an end; but I'm afraid we just won't know that until we learn more about his relationship to Kaya (vibrating with excitement As We Speak).

Oh no. Ohhh no. There is so much to unpack from Nora and Kazuma at the end oh NO.

Hey yeah remember that old theory I had that got debunked a bunch in the last couple of years where I talked about hafuri being immune to GGS and roped Kazuma into my examples? well lookie here guess we'll find out sooner rather than later won't we? :)

I mean, Kazu is like double-sealed though so it should be fine, right?

Right, guys?

Nora baby honey child PLEASE I'm so sorry you have been made to feel this way. It hurts my heart that it's all she knows as well. She only knows how to be a tool, and that's the entire meaning of her life- the only way she understands love, just like Father. Her father gave her a name and a purpose, and that is the most important thing to her; she will go to the ends of the earth and betray everyone and everything else because that's her father. He basically made her. But child, please, that's not it:( I want her to go back to Hiyori and learn what unconditional care and love is please:(( Get yourself an older sister like Yuki did I prommy there's more to existing than just being used and thrown away every time:(((

So yeah! i leave you with your monthly(!) reminder that trash dad is uh. huh. maybe leave father and son be for the time being actually they seem to have some issues to figure out.

#noragami #noragami 100 #yato #nora #once again sorry if this makes 0 sense i passed out for an hour and it was done #but hey! i'm back and better than ever! ... I think! #the spanish bit says the same as the english part of the bullet dw about it #Every chapter brings me closer and closer to the side of the Father apologists and I don't like it (/hj) #but also I kind of love it his whole character is extremely appealing like. as a person he's a piece of shit but as a character? #*chef's kiss* #poor little meow meow material. I want to study him i want to poke around inside his head #so many thoughts so many feelings #yes you read correctly i have a ficlet wip I need wrung out of me like water from a rag because I really like the idea #kuraha theory my beloved #shoutout to nanna for being big brain #if u see this- didn't know if i should tag you but lmk if you want me to it just made me really anxious sorry💀 #chapter reaction #chapter thoughts #lextpost #noragami spoilers

[ayatoscupid]

3, 7, 12 -- violetsareblue-selfships

thaaank u sm!! ill answer for yato 😙🩷🩷

3. Gush about your f/o’s smile!

he has a rly rly soft n small smile that makes me feel so…… auhguHUAH it makes me feel so warm because he looks so gentle… there’s no official art of him smiling really wide or anything and it’s always him with a soft, rly subtle and maybe a lil sneaky smile bcs that’s part of his character but i think it’s just. so pretty 🥹 he’s just so pretty!! the way his eyes are designed makes it look like he always has a sneaky little fox-like smile on his face n it’s so cute to me

7. Gush about how kissable your f/o is!!

omg wait i’m so embarrassed already i hguHGKRHGKGJ UM….. UM…….. getting a fever just thinking about gushing over his kisses but when i first started shipping with him every time i was reminded of that little mole near his lip i would Commit Atrocities. 🩷 i want to kiss it sososo badly btw. or nibble on it like it’s a lil chocolate chip that he forgot to eat. i want to kiss all over his face!!! AAAAAAAAAA

12. Gush about the way your F/O looks at you (with heart eyes, of course)!

because i’m so cute (crowd: boooo tomato tomato) he can’t help but look at me at every opportunity yk!! but i….. it’s…. auhguahug. u will never see him look more comfortable and fond and soft than when he’s looking at me!! like for a brief moment, if we’re in public, u can see that mask of his slip off, just a TINY bit, just so he can look at me to try and convey how much he loves me. n i love thatufhrhdu explodes. n when i’m talking to him or rambling off on my own like i always do, u can tell from his body language that he is very intently listening to me n cares about what i have to say and….. aaaaaaaa yea!!!!!!!

oj god im so embarrassed idk why i wabted to do these asks im gonna go. lay down. but ty for asking april!!! <333

#💘.mail #♡ hopelessly devoted #🌟.april #ithink i am dead.

[solarsavoy]

Character Tuesday, Solar's Man Harem!

Just gonna jump right into it.

Main House:

Stag is king.

Right hand man, Will Herondale from the Infernal devices series by Cassandra Clare. He is smart, he can be sweet, he pushes people away (naturally), a bookworm, and you wouldn't suspect any of these things based on his personality, an arrogant bully. I absolutely love him and he deserves all the love. Just gotta break through the surface first.

Left hand man, Percy freaking Jackson. I love him, okay? I feel him on so many levels. He loves showing off, but doesn't feel good enough. Never looks before he leaps, but man does he commit to that leap. Loyal to a fault. I fell in love with him when I read his series and I just had to have him. Part of him likes being the center of all the prophecies. The other is absolutely terrified. And I love all of it.

Syaoran from Tsubasa Reservoir Chronicles was the first to enter. Without spoiling too much hopefully, "Syaoran" is the one I mean, okay? If you've read the manga, you know what I'm talking about. In ways, he should be in the day care (I'll explain in a bit) but he's much more useful around the house and I'll explain that bit later too. Also, he's just so sweet. 💙

I adopted Kyo from Fruits Basket because someone should. He's fiery and funny and cute and angsty and just needs a hug. And he cooks, so I have taken him. And I would hug him all the time. 😀 Specifically because he hates it. 😆

Yato God! From Noragami. And he has his own shrine in the back yard because I want him to always have a home and to know he will never be forgotten, ever, at least by me. I just, I love him so much. I love him. Ugh, I love him. He deserves all the good things. All of them, I tell you!

Honorable Mentions/Waitlist:

The Flash/Barry Allen, Grant Gustin version. I like him more in the first few series, but he's not really just an honorable mention. He's frequently in and out of the house doing speedster things. He's quirky and funny and I'd love just talking to him all day about nerdy stuff. I mean, you've read my My World Monday posts, right? He'd totally help me science out all of my fantasy realm. But... his true love is Iris, and I'm a sucker for unrequited love. So in and out until one day he just stops coming because she finally gave him the time of day. 💔

Damon Salvatore, Vampire Diares. Um, if there was ever a Stag in human (ish) form, it was this guy, but he's straight. Still sexy as hell though, and he can visit whenever he wants. 💙 He really needs to leave the drama wherever it's at though; I feel like he has a lot. >.>

Dean Winchester, Supernatural. Another sexy sexy guy! Honestly, I like the idea that he's still a free spirit though, and there's no way I could get him to settle, so I'll be the one to visit him. Frequently. But he's always welcome. I just don't think he's quite the right fit for what I'm looking for though. Doesn't mean he isn't fun. 😉

Mushra, Shinzo. He used to be in the main house, but I'm just not really attracted to him anymore. He doesn't qualify for the day care and he's quite fiery, but he has to at least be here because I just can't let him go, especially with the tiny fandom Shinzo has. And he's got a good heart. :') So honorable mentions it is.

Karma Akabane, Assassination Classroom. Okay, he would raise hell if I let him in, so he's staying on the waitlist. Of all the people in this section, he's the only one who's "on the waitlist" because I feel like he'd be constantly trying to break in to wreak some havoc and my boys would be trying to chase him out with the broom. 😆 But part of me kinda likes this, so I think it's sort of perfect where he's at, the "waitlist".

Inuyasha is another one that I stopped really being attracted to, so he's an honorable mention. I also thought he'd hate the idea of "being owned" so it works out for the best, but he'll always have a place in my heart. Such a tsundere…

Day Care:

Gerit, OC. He's a good dog and I really just wanna take care of him and pet him on the head all the time because he likes it. 💙 Very easy to please, and so cute.

Deshi, OC. He's very upset about being in the day care, but all I gotta do is set up an awesome game room with all his favorite games and send him food stuffs and he's happy. And he's okay with this, so he "accepts" it. Begrudgingly, lol. Hates that it's called the "Day Care" though, but I find it's most apt.

Fushi, To Your Eternal. I want to teach him all the things and I can totally see him latching onto someone and following them around like a little duck and just being cute all the time and I just want him in my day care so I can teach him all the things and he can be the ultimate squish. 💙💙💙 Cuteness overload! AHHHHHHH!

Explanation:

The Main House is basically characters that I'm attracted to that if I were their age or vice versa, I'd very much want to be with them. The reason Stag is king is because I don't care if I'm with him, or if I am him. I consider him to be sort of my alter ego if I were I guy, and because of the closeness, that's why he's king, and no one can replace him. A similarity between the five in the house (we're excluding Percy in this case, he's pretty loyal either way) is that if you happen to earn your way into their heart, they are loyal to you to the end. All of them share this trait, and all of them have built up walls for one reason or another that makes them hard to reach, and I just want so much to be the one that reaches them.

The Honorable Mentions/Waitlist means that for one reason or another, they don't qualify to be in the Main House, but I still love them dearly. And then there's Karma. He's here more for fun and like I said, it just sorta works where he is, lol.

The Day Care is for characters that I have adopted and wish only to take care of them because their lives are really fucked up and/or they are just so innocent and I want so much to protect them. They are my squishes and I luff them with all my heart! They just need to be taken care of properly. 😤

And that's my man harem! Like I said, very selective. Anyone surprised by someone on the list? Surprised others aren't on the list? Have suggestions? Let me know in the comments! Thanks for reading. ^^

PS, I hope I didn't forget anyone. Like Mushra and Inuyasha, it took me a minute to remember them because they aren't as active in my head, but that doesn't mean they aren't there. I hope I'm not forgetting anyone.

#daily delivery #Character Tuesday #yes i have a man harem #stag malinay #syaoran #kyo sohma #yato god #damon salvatore #dean winchester #mushra #karma akabane #inuyasha #gerit lentz #deshi gushiken #fushi #i love them all so much #my man harem folks #percy jackson #will herondale #barry allen

[potatopurple]

i think about teen ebi and yukine hanging out a lot

#imagine them pulling pranks on yato:( #going biking together:( #going to skate parks and ebi falls on his face :( #taking pictures together:( #breaking rules cuz theyre rebellious i guess:( #comparing heights :( although thats kinda sad because yukine cant #grow.. anymore #ANYWAYS #and even when ebi grows up he'll still be bros with yukine!! and yato too cuz he can relate now lol #imagine teen ebi and yukine swapping outfits because why not:( #broo yukine teaching tiny ebi how to ride a bike then when ebi is a teen yukine finally gets to hang out with someone his age like im so sad #not kazubisha #. #theyre so cute:( i want to protect them:(((((

[yatoikis]

my son.

#who gave him the right to be so tiny and cute #yato voice just a little baby huh #noragami #spoilers #yukine

[invertedgoogle]

I tried translating the Vol 24 omakes: Schrö and Dinger are back!

Disclaimer: This was done to the best of my (limited) Japanese ability and by looking up every other word on Weblio, so there may be some references I missed, and I definitely know some that I wasn't able to find. I still hope you guys enjoy it though!

Credits for scans: @kanotototori

A spur of the moment

Box: Mew… mew… mew…

Yukine: … they’re cats!

Yukine: Oh no… who threw you away? Are you alright? You’re not hurt, are you?

Yato: Wait! Don’t touch them!

Yukine: It’s alright, it’s not like I can get sick or anything.

Yato: First, we need to take a video!

Unnecessary

Yukine: They’ll die if we don’t do anything! Can we please take them home?! I’ll be responsible for taking care of them!

Yato: No no, we can’t keep pets!

Yukine: Well, fine then, I’ll ask Hiyori (hand me your phone)

Yato: Hiyori also can't keep any pets in her home, right?

(Flashback)

Yato: Can we meet up?

Hiyori: Sorry…

(Flashback end)

Yato: And she did say “Maybe we should stop meeting up for a while since there’s Covid going around”...

Yukine: She said she’s coming over!

(Let’s go home!)

Yato: Wait, what?

With Covid

Hiyori: Yato! Long time no see! Where are the cats?

Yato: … on the second floor…

Yato: And I’d even told him that keeping pets while single means that I’d become totally unmarriable... It’s really messed up my life plans! I’m begging you, Hiyori...

Yato: Get Yukine to change his mind—

Daikoku: So she was using Covid as a reason to avoid you, huh…

Yato: … I hate Covid!!

Satori

Yukine: These are Schrö-kun and Dinger-chan

Hiyori: So cute!!

Hiyori: They’re so tiny… <3! They make me want to come here every day… <3

Yato: We can keep them!!

Yato: Well, that’s fine… if anything I can get some cat adoption videos (in the subsequent text there’s a reference here that I can’t for the life of me look up or understand, so I’m moving on to the next speech bubble)

I can increase my likability... getting married isn’t just a pipe dream anymore!

(Not both of them though)

Yukine: His face says it all… (Thanks) but he’s the one being used here!

Narrator: Just as expected from Yato’s Satori… no, wait, hafuri

* Satori is a kind of mind-reading yokai

Side hustle

Yukine: So the cost of raising a single cat is 2.5 million yen… it’s double if we’re raising two. Just my part-time job isn’t enough to cover that. Should I try making videos?

Hiyori: You can try! I’ll help out!

One month later

Yukine: We’ve finally reached 100 subscribers

Hiyori: So there are people who keep up with our videos from time to time

Yato: Well, but my channel has never been doing better!

Hiyori: Wow! Since when were you a Youtuber?

Yato: Would you like me to take you under my wing? Yukine ku~n?

Yukine: No thank you.

Yukine: But none of this has anything to do with cats!

Yato-possessed Hiyori onscreen: For hitting 1 million subscribers, I’ll be giving out free hugs in Shibuya!

(Video title: SchröDinger’s no-makeup no-filter channel, 1.02 mil subscribers)

Hiyori: Wait… since when was I under divine possession?

Yato: Hey, you made a commitment, didn’t you?

Business expertise

Yato: This turned out so profitable!

Yukine: Urgh…! K… kinda regret not joining you, but it’s amazing... if only I had that many subs...

Yato: Now time for my start-up!

Yato: I’ve used all the money to buy a whole load of coffee beans (Kyaa!!)

Yukine: … why coffee…?

(Coffee extracted from the feces of Asian palm civets is said to be a delicacy)

Yato: So we feed the cats these coffee beans, right? And after that they’re gonna poop, right? Then we can take the beans from their poop…

Yato: And make locally produced, all-Japanese Kopi Luwak… (Slap!) guh!

SSR Character

(Store: homemade, home-roasted coffee)

Yukine: It’s hot, so please be careful with it!

Hiyori: Thank you for your patronage!

(Sticker: for Schrö and Dinger)

Hiyori: Good work! The coffee business looks like it’s going swimmingly! Good for you, Yukine-kun!

Yukine: Thanks, if we can just keep this up…

Voice: Oh? I smell something nice…

Ebisu: I smell money~

#noragami #noragami spoilers #noragami omake #noragami vol 24 #yato #yukine #hiyori #daikoku #ebisu

[kofubisha]

oh my GOD i was almost late but here is your @noragamisecretsanta gift @nyappytown!! i hope you like this ficlet <333

please send to good homes

Your name is Sekki. You are bright and sharp, nearly a slice of moonlight yourself. You have no memory of yourself. The first emotion you feel is gratitude.

You had been unhappy before; you didn’t know why, except that it had been such intolerable suffering that you could hardly imagine an existence outside of it. You are grateful that you no longer have to.

But you are different now. Sekki. A blade. You know you were unhappy once, but it already seems so distant, like it happened to someone else entirely. Someone else bore that suffering, and you arrived on the other side, clean and perfect.

Shortly you understand that all this must be because you are dead. It doesn’t bother you. It seems, even to your shadowy consciousness, that you had been anticipating death for quite some time.

: : :

“You like cats, huh?”

Yato asks this when he has to yank you bodily away from a battered flyer advertising six kittens: please send us to good homes!

You jerk your elbow out of his grip and mumble an affirmative.

“Why not a fish? Fish are cheap. And easy to replace.”

Yato has been making clumsily disguised efforts to echolocate a holiday gift idea for his shinki. Having been thoroughly shamed by Hiyori for not knowing more of your interests, he’s been becoming progressively more desperate as the days pass. Which, really, is enough of a gift on its own.

“Cats and fish aren’t historically a great combination,” you point out. Yato appears to struggle with this.

“I was thinking…just…a fish…”

He trails off at the innocent sparkle of hope in your eyes, which is entirely and unabashedly manufactured. If Hiyori were here, she might be able to sniff out your insincerity, but Yato has become hilariously susceptible to it.

Without another word, he gets out his phone and starts furiously tweeting. You roll your eyes, heading to the crosswalk without him.

You do not see him lingering to take a picture of the flyer. After the two of you arrive at Kofuku’s, you do not hear him on the phone in the other room.

: : :

When you are slain by the war god, you live again. You become blessed.

It is now, in the moment between one existence and the next, that you feel it again: that gratitude. You sense again some divine mercy that let you be free of the utter loneliness that accompanies dying. You had been saved by it. And now you will protect it in turn.

You are Sekki again. You are twin arcs of brilliance in the hands of your wielder, and you rend the night as one.

: : :

You wake up earlier than usual because someone is screaming downstairs. It’s only when you’re halfway into the room that you realize it isn’t due to an emergency.

“So cute, where did you get it?!”

“Shut up, Kofuku—!”

You walk in on Yato, drenched with rain and doubled over in the doorway, holding something approximately the size of a spitball very close to his chest.

“Hi,” you say.

“Hi,” they both say.

“Everything…good?”

“Yeah!” Yato grins, stuffing the thing in his hands into an inner pocket of his tracksuit. There’s a distressed, reedy little noise, which Kofuku tries to cover up with a coughing fit. She stops coughing when you glare at her, and flees into the kitchen, where Daikoku and Hiyori are making something that smells pervasively of onions.

“What’s that?” you ask accusingly.

“Probably lunch.” Yato is looking at the kitchen with longing, and his stomach audibly rumbles.

His jacket squirms. You lunge.

The thing in Yato’s pocket reaches for you just as you reach for it. Five tiny daggers sink into your wrist, and you yank your hand away, howling. Something white and orange is still attached to it, and you now see it is an animal.

A kitten.

“She did that to me too,” Yato observes, not offering to help.

Hiyori’s head pokes through the door from the kitchen. “There’s a lot of shouting out here,” she begins reprovingly, before her eyes go wide.

“Yato, you didn’t…?”

“I did,” says Yato, looking very righteous and benevolent indeed.

“That thing’s going to live here, isn’t it?” calls Daikoku from the kitchen, resigned. “We have to pay for its fancy food and litter? I hope you’re telling Yukine to thank us.”

“He’s thanking me,” retorts Yato, “because I deserve it for finding the evil little thing in the first place.”

Your hand is definitely bleeding, but the pain is forgotten. You are holding a small, shaking creature that clings to your palm for dear life. The kitten blinks in the too-bright room; its teeth are tiny and very white. You cradle it against your chest, letting it burrow into the front of your jacket, seeking warmth.

: : :

You never dream of desolation: of a cold apartment or its miserable occupants. You never dream of a mother who smiles at you, vacantly, before disappearing. You never dream of a sister who promises you the sun, then leaves you in the snow. You never dream of unsent letters, empty bottles, locked doors.

: : :

You take the kitten to the upstairs room, where she slinks under the furniture and will not be coaxed out for the entire day. As it gets late, you leave two saucers out for her—one full of water, the other of broth—and go to sleep.

You wake up much later, and find her curled against you, and after a few moments you dare to reach out a finger. It’s so unbelievably small; her skull is barely the size of a walnut. You think she must have been the smallest of her litter. Undernourished, perhaps. Maybe she was overlooked by the mother.

The thought of this is so much more heartbreaking than you were prepared for that it shocks a sob from you. It’s barely audible, it doesn’t even wake the tiny animal tucked up against your sternum, so close to the irregularities of your breathing.

As you drift off to sleep again, you hear the door slide open, the creaking of boards under bare feet. Yato brings the smell of Daikoku’s cheap beer with him into the room, and your nose wrinkles. It isn’t uncommon for Yato to drink himself asleep at the table, then haul himself up to bed hours later smelling like a bar closet.

Rather than collapsing onto his futon immediately, Yato rustles across the room to check on you. You feign sleep—quite convincingly, since you were nearly there in earnest. You don’t see his expression. There is something in his face as he watches the two of you: both orphaned, both much smaller than you ought to be.

After several moments, he shuffles to the other side of the room and lies down on his own mat.

He doesn’t turn the light out. He never does.

#scarfwrites #noragami #noragamisecretsanta2021 #nyappytown #noragami fanfiction

[goldenlaquer]

Ahhhh Thank U so much for answering my question about your ocs!!!<3 If you don't mind, would you also answer my other questions, how they would be as fathers and how they would confess their feelings? Sorry if it's a bother!!!!

If this is wrong, then I don't want you to be right. Thank you so much for asking and I'd die first than to think this is a bother! <3

Confessing their feelings:

Hard to tell with Seiji because he's always flirting with you. You wouldn't be able to tell if he's serious or just fucking around. Seiji, on the other hand, is in a world of regret because every time he says "I like you~" genuinely, you elbow him in the gut, telling him to stop messing around. That does things to a fella's ego (You're laughing. He confesses to you for the fiftieth time that you have his heart, and you're laughing.) Seiji will have to stop with the greasiness and be serious for once. I'm not lying, ya know? You've been the only one for me for a long time now. Harem, be damned.

Here's the thing with quiet guys. They'd much rather show you than rather tell you. You think Yan would let just anyone under his umbrella?? Pick flowers for just anyone?? But if he confesses anything, it'd be straight to the point. If you reject him, it’s okay. He’ll just nod and go back to the ship and drink enough to kill an elephant, Abuto will be there patting him on the shoulder :’)

I am so sorry but I can't answer this part for Teito right now. I have some headcanons in the works answering this question!

As fathers (man I love writing for this topic, would not be mad if there was a headcanon request for them 😃🥺):

Yan would be so careful 🥺 He's so big and they're so tiny (for now; they have his genes after all), the difference is cute but worrying. I'm thinking that Yato children kidnapping attempts are a thing (attempts, because remember Kagura?); the Yato being a warrior race, anyone who manages to capture their children would be able to groom them into doing their bidding... well, just know that Yan always keeps an attentive eye on his kids. Protective dad, indeed. I'd hate to see the aftermath of the fellow who tries to harm them. Also, Yan sneaking them Konpeito behind your back, thinking you don’t know 🥺

Seiji's definitely the fun dad. He's right alongside those rascals with the pranks, showing them all the tips and tricks to lighting permed heads on fire (little menaces in the making). He's a pretty good dad when it comes to fostering creativity and imagination, turning all their curious questions into fun and engaging (and sometimes slightly dangerous, but hey, doncha worry, he'll take great care of them!) learning opportunities— little menancing scientists in the making! I hope he has twins. Double trouble, you know? Give Seiji some of his own medicine 🥺

Teito's patience has no bounds, and this is especially great for parenting. He'd be so gentle with his kids, kind and striving to understand their thoughts and emotions. So very different from how he grew up himself. Teito’s no pushover though, those wide eyes and front toothless smiles, although adorable, couldn’t wrangle a single thing from him. Bed time is bed time and meal times are meal times, unless there’s a reasonable explanation as to why it’d be different. Firm, yet gentle, that’s Teito’s style. Oh, and you know that peach fuzz all babies have?? 🥺 Teito’s obsessed with rubbing his kid’s head and neck and cheeks, a habit he won’t grow out of even when they get older.

#gintama oc

[strawberrynhoney]

jealousy || kuroo tetsuro smut

genre: sin..... just pure sin (with some fluff at the end bc im a simp), college!Kuroo (again, a simp for college au)

warnings: cursing, spanking, slapping, daddy kink, choking, slight voyuerism(?), just nasty oops

WHATS UP GUYS hehe its been a little bit. i keep starting fics and not finishing them; this being one of them. but i worked pretty hard on this bc its one of the first smuts i’ve ever done with the intention to post 😳 i love me some kuroo on the DAILY so i will always write for my lover... i hope u enjoy !!! <3

(p.s. .........yes i do listen to yagami yato.... what of it.....)

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you could feel your blood pressure rising rapidly, but you looked calm and composed on the outside. if she touched his arm one more time, you might just lose your shit. quickly realizing your appetite was gone, you closed the container to your lunch and slipped it back into your bag. you stood up and walked away from the table you had been waiting ever so patiently at.

you could hear footsteps following after you but your eyes stayed straight ahead, not bothering to look back. you continued walking but at a slightly faster pace and you could hear a huff from behind you. “would you stop? i’ve been calling for you. why did you leave?” you feel a hand grab your wrist and stop you. you turn, your face emotionless.

“oh. i thought you were busy. my bad.” you plainly state, pulling your wrist away from kuroo. he always acted so oblivious when people flirted with him because he liked to tease you. “aw, c-mon. you know i’m never to busy for you. i was coming.” he cocks his head to the side with traces of a cocky smirk starting to show on his stupid attractive face. but you weren’t giving up so easily.

“well, turns out i’m busy. so i gotta go. see you later, okay?” you turn and take a few steps before kuroo quickly appears in front of you. you cock an eyebrow up at him, and try to move around him but he only steps in front of you. “what has gotten into you? hm? is someone... jealous?” there it is. the stupid smirk that you always wanted to kiss off his face. but two can play at this game.

“actually, i have a project to go work on. it’s with this really cute girl from my class, you know, the one we saw in the library the other day?” a small smirk forming on your own face and kuroo’s quickly disappeared. his hand grabbed your arm and pulled you next to him. you knew you’d struck a nerve and you felt triumph flow through your veins.

“do you think you’re funny? hm?” his voice had dropped a few octaves, but you knew you could push him a bit more. you looked up at him, you couldn’t stop yourself from smirking up at him. “i mean, i kinda think so. you don’t?” his jaw clenched as you cocked your head to the side during the last sentence. hook, line, and sinker. it truly always worked like a charm.

“y’know, i happen to have some free time before class. and now you do too.” his hand grabs yours tightly and begins to pull you along side him. you have to bite back the giddy smile that fights its way onto your face.

kuroo cages you in front of him as he unlocks the door to his dorm, and you can feel he’s already half hard against your ass. thank god for leggings. he all but shoves you inside when the door finally opens. kuroo was truly lucky to have a single dorm. he steps in behind you and locks the door behind him.

“now. i’m not an unreasonable man.” he begins as he turns around to face you. you knew he was angry because he was bargaining with you, but that fact only caused your stomach to flutter. before you could even think about replying, you felt kuroo’s hand wrap around your throat and the air was suctioned out of your lungs just the right amount.

“do you care to explain to me who the fuck you think you were talking to? because i definitely know it wasn’t me.” you gasped gently for air as your lips parted. you really didn’t want to give in so easily, but it was hard. you look up at him and he has a shit eating grin on his face.

“already at a loss for words? hm? chibi-chan~ you talked quite a big talk for someone who’s putty in my hands just by my hand around your throat.” you grabbed onto his forearm as he chuckles. you attempt to take in a tiny breath but his hand only tightens.

“that meant answer me. you know what happens when you angry me further chibi-chan.” tiny stars start to cloud your vision as your hands tighten on his arm. a small whimper finally sneaks its way out of your throat before you can stop it, and kuroo definitely didn’t miss it. “kuroo-“ you were cut off by a short smack to your cheek. not enough to actually hurt you, but enough to make you full stop.

“now, don’t tell me i have to teach you more than one lesson today.” you knew your panties were drenched at this point but you really didn’t care. he knew exactly how to get under your skin and make you submit to him.

“daddy, please.” you whimper and grip the front of the t-shirt he was wearing. you knew it was early on to be so desperate, but who could blame you? “there, chiibi-chan. was that so hard? hm? but you’re still not off the hook.” his hand that was on your throat fully releases the grip but he lets it linger there as he leans down to give you a short kiss.

“get on your hands and knees. and don’t make me repeat myself.” you felt tingles make their way down your spine as you climb onto his bed. he pulls your hips towards him and you realize that he’s fully hard. “don’t act so surprised. you’re the one that likes to act like a jealous little brat just to rile me up.” he pushes his hips further into yours and you have to fight any noise that tries to come out. he grabs your ass with both of his hands before pulling your pants down enough to expose your underwear. a cute burgundy pair that you knew he particularly liked, you knew they’d come in handy today. a small groan comes from behind you before a harsh slap comes down on your asscheek. a moan rips its way past your lips as he chuckles.

“shut up, bitch. unless you want the whole floor to know you’re getting fucked.” you feel embarrassment and excitement run through your veins at his statement, your cheeks and ears turning slightly pink.

“of course you’d like it, why would i even think otherwise?” another smack, and this time it was sharper. a short gasp comes out of your throat, but you manage to stay quiet. kuroo lets out a chuckle, his hand smoothing over your ass.

“you’re usually always so good at listening, i really wonder what had gotten into you today chibi-chan.” he bends down so his body is now caged over yours, his hot breath behind your ear. you feel your heart rate spike as you whimper again.

“tell daddy what you want, c’mon. be the good little kitten daddy knows you are.” you push your hips back into his and whine. his hand comes and pushes your head down into the mattress. “are you just going to keep whining like a bitch in heat or use your words like a big girl? you’re really testing my patience today.” he’s acting like this wasn’t the plan all along. he was always such a smartass and he definitely didn’t hold back in bed.

“please, fuck me daddy. i’ll be good, please.” your voice comes out muffled and you hear a small chuckle before you’re flipped onto your back. you know you probably look like a mess, but the way kuroo’s eyes rake over your body erases all other thoughts in your head. “i don’t know if i quite believe you want it that badly. but your body always speaks for itself, hm?” he slowly slides his hands up your thighs and pulls your panties down your legs. the look in his eyes when he sees the wet spot made your stomach flip. tossing them to the side he immediately shoves his hand between your legs, causing you to gasp at the sudden touch.

“ohohoho~ maybe i was wrong. chibi-chan, you’re so wet, it’s almost pathetic. all i’ve done is man-handle you a little bit. but i guess i forget how much you like being thrown around by me.” he has a sinful grin on his face as he looks up at you from between your legs. he slowly drags his lips across the insides of your thighs, nipping and licking small spots. you take in a shaky breath as your head falls back, you whine and reach out to touch his hair, but he stops you.

“did i say you could do that? you seem to forget you’re getting punished right now. but maybe i’m just going too easy on you, hm?” one hand grabs both of your wrists and holds them above your head, the other begins to unbuckle his pants. “maybe i’ll just fuck you and stuff you full, but not let you cum until later. that sounds a bit fun, don’t you think?” you feel immediate panic course through your veins, he wouldn’t do that, right?

the hand that was holding yours moves to your throat as he laughs, “i most definitely would do that to you, little kitten. don’t look so surprised.” he finally pulls his cock out of his jeans and you feel your mouth water, you can’t help the whine that pushes past your lips. kuroo’s hand leaves your throat and grabs a handful of your hair. he teases your entrance slowly, forcing you to look him dead in the eyes. another whine falls from your lips as you plea for him, senseless babbles already tumbling out of your lips.

“i haven’t even put my cock in you and you’re a blubbering mess. how cute.” towards the end, he starts to slide his dick inside, filling you up inch by inch. your eyes roll into the back of your head as he bottoms out, a series of harsh breaths he seemed to be holding in came out. “please, daddy. fuck me.” you look up at him with glossy eyes and parted lips. his grip on your hair loosens slightly as he bends down close to your face. he places a gentle kiss against your lips before pulling his hips back and drilling them back into you.

“fuck baby, you’re even tighter than i remember. but you still fit around my cock like a glove.” the chuckles in your ear before setting a steady, but strong pace. he never fails to hit every single spot perfectly and make you see stars. you felt your orgasm building in your stomach as your moans built louder and louder. “close already, hm? maybe if you beg i’ll think about being nice.” he puts his hand on your stomach to hold you to the bed. you’re over your pride at this point and just want him.

“please daddy, please let me cum. please.” you feel your entire body shaking, but you know that you won’t cum until he says so. he chuckles, “you’re gonna wait. you’re gonna milk my cock for everything it has, kitten.” his hips speed up and another loud moan makes its way from your lips.

“i. said. shut. the. fuck. up.” kuroo’s hand clamps around your mouth, each word accentuated with a harsh thrust of his hips. he growls into your ear; “you need to learn to fucking speak when you’re spoken to.” his pace is more brutal now, low groans slipping past his lips. you feel tears rolling down your cheeks but you really could care less at this point. kuroo’s hips begin to stutter in pace and his harsh breaths are getting faster. “fuuck kitten, you’re gonna take my cum so well aren’t you?” he moved his hand down to your throat and wraps his hand around it, but doesn’t put any pressure. “yes, yes, yes daddy i promise. please. fill me up. i need it, please daddy.” kuroo used his other hand and starts rubbing small, precise circles on your clit in just the right way that drives you insane. before you can let out any moans, his grip around your throat tightens again, keeping most sound from coming out. “cum for me, chibi-chan.”

you felt small peppering kisses on both of your cheeks, warm hands rubbing up and down your back. you open your eyes to see kuroo laying above you, a goofy grin on his face. “there she is, hi babygirl.” your head felt completely fuzzy as you stared up at the man you loved, a smile pulling its way across your cheeks as you pull him in for a soft kiss. he stares down at you with so much love in his eyes, you think you might drown in it. he drags his fingertips across your cheek and places a kiss there, then on your other cheek, then your forehead, then your nose, and finally on your lips again.

“i can officially brag to bokuto that i’ve fucked you until you passed out.” a triumphant grin on his face, you can’t help the giggles that make their way out. you wrap your arms around his shoulders and nuzzle your face into the side of his neck. you hated this idiot, but you also loved your idiot.

#WHEW/// #this was ...... #something #kuroo tetsuro #kuroo x reader #kuroo tetsuro x reader #kuroo tetsuro smut #kuroo smut #kuroo fanfic #kuroo oneshot #kuroo tetsuro oneshot #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu smut

[pillow-anime-talk]

soulmates.

request: can i have a soulmate/reincarnation au for yato from noragami. like he is still a god and the reader (she/her) is his soulmate but is human. so basically angst of the reader being reincarnated and both of them falling in love over and over again (sorry if this doesn't make sense) you can make a fluffy ending if you want to💕

# tags: headcanon; current relationship (?); soulmates!au & reincarnation!au; mild romance; bit of angst; also fluff; sfw

includes: female reader ft. yato {noragami}

author’s note: this au... this au... right in my heart. 

↘ You remember each of your reincarnations very well; you remember being a princess in the Tennan era or being an ordinary, well-behaved woman in the Kantoku era. You feel shivering down your spine at the thought of starving to death in the Edo period, and when you think about your life in Shōwa period, you are truly glad that you died. You remember all good and terrible moments in your every existence.

↘ Fortunately, everything bad always partially disappeared when this one, specific, black-haired man who gently smiled in your direction entered to your everyday life.

↘ Yato always had a good word for you, he also had warm clothes when it was needed, sometimes something to eat, and sometimes something to drink (not only water or tea, ‘cause from time to time it was something stronger and for adults).

↘ Of course you knew perfectly well who this man was; after all, his confident eyesight, shiny katana and outfit could herald only a brave warrior, and more precisely a God of War. But you weren’t scared, if I’m being honest. It was so nice to have an ally, a man, a lover like him on your own side.

↘ Yato, as befits God, couldn’t die; therefore he has always been next to you, he has always protected you, he has always loved you, from your first common reincarnation in the Heian era and your every subsequent reincarnation. And although there were many of them, Yato always found you. Regardless of whether you were the Emperor’s daughter, whether you were a orphan, whether you were a writer, nurse, or even a servant at the royal palace. Yato knew where to look for you, he felt in his heart the direction towards you, so he always followed this warm feeling.

↘ So he spent years with you, hundreds of years; sometimes you were reborn after a short while, and sometimes you were reborn after a quarter of a century. But even that didn’t stop him from waited for you to greet him again and hug him or kiss his lips. For him and for you it was worth it.

↘ It was worth to seeing the cute expression on his face, which, though often stained with the blood of opponents, still seemed so in love with you as at the first time.

↘ The only thing you both regretted was goodbye. It was the hardest moment in your lives, because no matter how much time you spent with each other or how far you have come, it always hurt the same. Of course, you promised him that you would come back, and he replied that he would definitely find you, but neither of you knew when it would be. In a year? In eight years? In a hundred years? Or maybe in over a thousand years? It was a lottery. Your death was a mystery for many next generations.

↘ Fortunately, this time fate has decided to be kind to two of you. You met again an one era later, to be precise. In the Heisei period, where you were born as an ordinary girl, who went to a normal High School, and then met Yato completely by accident on the street. In that moment he was wearing a black tracksuit and walking between big buildings. He didn’t notice you at first, too busy thinking about the donuts in a bakery window, but when you walked over to him, patted him on the back and he turned to see your smiling figure, he immediately felt his cheeks turn pink and his throat dry as wild desert.

↘ “... It’s been a while, right?” He asked softly, hugging your tiny body against his own chest after a few shorty seconds.

↘ “Sixteen years.” You added, feeling warm tears soak your face. “And I’m not going anywhere, honey.” You said happily, touching his hot, left cheek.

↘ So, this is how you two met and fell in love with each other once again.

#— 🍓 #noragami #noragami imagines #noragami aragato imagines #noragami headcanons #noragami aragato headcanons #noragami x you #noragami x reader #yato #yato noragami #yato imagines #yato headcanon #yato headcanons #yato x reader

[oneofyatosfollowers]

The Tracksuited Vampire

AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/34228975

Fanfic: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/13965486/1/The-Tracksuited-Vampire

HAPPY HALLOWEEN!

Hiyori was never one to break the rules. She’s never stolen anything, ate all her vegetables, and passed all her tests. There was one rule that Hiyori has made a habit of breaking on a daily basis: her curfew. A year ago, the high school student wouldn’t dream of sneaking out of her room at dusk to skip across town and hang out with the undead. But now it was such a habit Hiyori found the daytime to be a little jarring. Thankfully, ‘the undead’ in this case was not zombies or ghosts but with a race that humanity believed to only exist in stories.

“Good evening, Hiyori!” Daikoku greeted as he opened the door. The girl nodded to the undead-human, his complexion looking paler than it’s usual ivory.

“Good evening,” Hiyori gave a short bow, “may I come in?” She didn’t have to ask- she wasn’t the one who couldn’t enter homes without permission- but Hiyori had come to learn it was polite among this type of company.

“Of course,” Daikoku nodded. Moving aside, Daikoku let Hiyori enter the home, her clothes a sharp contrast from the perky, romantic gothic interior decorations the home had. At the pink glass table, shaped like a cross, sat a young woman with curly pink hair and lips painted in blood.

“Hiyori!” Kofuku sat up. No, the creatures that have been living amongst humans- the ones Hiyori made her friends in- were vampires. The kind that sucked blood, transformed, and held special powers unique to their individual. They were also the kind of creature that could transform humans into their servants under the right conditions.

“Aaht! Aaht!” Daikoku chided, “face!” He gestured to the red around the young lady’s mouth. Kofuku let out a giggle and reached for a lacy napkin on the table, slightly embarrassed.

“Oops, sorry!” She said, wiping the blood from her face. Hiyori just smiled and rolled her eyes, already desensitized to such eating habits. She didn’t have to look to know Daikoku sported two fresh puncture wounds on his neck. Such is the trade of being brought back to life by his master. Speaking of master and servant.

“Are Yato and Yukine awake yet? I have Yukine’s homework graded,” Hiyori patted her bag, holding the eternal teen’s assignments.

“They should be gettin up soon. Yukine has training tonight,” Daikoku said.

“Ah that’s right! I’ll go wake them.” Hiyori smiled, putting her things down.

“Oh, you sure you want to do that Hiyori?” Kofuku grinned, “they cleaned up a lot of corrupt souls last night. Yatty will probably wake up hungry.” She intoned, leaning across the table on one elbow. Kofuku’s smile revealed her sharp canines that matched Yato’s, short compared to the length those twin needles could grow. Despite the trust Hiyori had in these people, she still swallowed thickly at the sight, not knowing what it felt like to be pierced.

“Stop that, don’t scare her,” Daikoku huffed, “Yato has Yukine now and he’s hardly the man-eater he used to be.” The servant shrugged. Hiyori gave them a nod before making her way up the stairs to the attic her friends made their home in. She knocked on the door lightly before peeking into the pitch black room. On the floor was a nice futon, empty, so Hiyori forced a little more of her body in. Towards the back of the room was a ramshackle coffin, spray painted black with a gold crown where the cross should be, empty. Taking another step, Hiyori squinted to try and make out if anyone was actually in the room, until a subtle movement caught her eye.

“Goodmorning, Yato,” Hiyori whispered, giving him a wave. Dangling from a wooden beam, a pitch black megabat shuffled its wings. Yato peaked at her with light blue eyes like snow globes, squinting at the hallway light from down a fox-like snout.

“Oh sorry,” Hiyori closed the door as much as she could. She smiled as the bat chirped and squeaked softly, rubbing his wings over his eyes. Leaving the door where it is, Hiyori went to stand under the vampire, footsteps just as quiet as her voice. Bats had such delicate hearing after all.

“I have Yukine’s homework, could you wake him up please?” Hiyori asked softly. Yato blinked at her once then shuffled around again. Eventually his wings unfolded to reveal a tiny blonde bat clinging to his master's stomach, asleep in the black fur.

“Yukine held his transformation while sleeping,” Hiyori gasped quietly, “that’s wonderful!” Her excitement was met with a louder chirp before Yato got to waking Yukine up. His snout nuzzled the smaller one’s head, licking and nipping, until Yukine let out a groggy squawk. The servant was clearly upset with being woken up but Yato quickly clicked to him and explained the situation. Finally, Yukine looked down at her, his bat form having a pushed up nose and large ribbed ears. He gave a chirp in greeting before Hiyori raised the back of her hand. Yukine’s golden eyes narrowed and he tucked his legs and wings under him, body swaying as he judged the distance. Yato was watching him, chirping out orders and suggestions. After a couple of long seconds, Yukine leapt off his master’s stomach and half glided, half struggled his way through the air until he crashed into Hiyori’s hand.

“That was a good try, Yukine,” Hiyori offered, helping him onto her palm. The bat, a puff ball just bigger than her hand, let out a huff of frustration. Now Yato’s chirping was much louder, sounding more like light chastising, which Yukine returned in kind.

“Now, now, Yukine, let’s go over your homework,” Hiyori said. Making her way to the door, the air around Hiyori was suddenly whipped around, blowing her hair across her face and eyes.

“Yato!” Hiyori shouted over the loud flapping right next to her ear, “warn me before you use me as a landing perch!” Her pleas were ignored as she felt hooked feet latch onto her shoulder and a weight push her down. Yukine was shouting at Yato while Yato chirped back happily. It occurred to Hiyori that maybe Yato’s previous sounds were directed at her. She sighed as she walked the two bickering bats down the stairs.

“Can’t you walk down the stairs yourself? Lazy bastard, don’t make a highschool girl carry you down!” Daikoku immediately hollered when they entered the room. It took the two bats a couple seconds to adjust to the lights again before Yato just squawked and swooped towards the table.

“Come off it, Daikoku. Hiyori’s a tough girl,” Yato said as he transformed and took a seat at the table. The man was still in his pajamas and Hiyori could only guess Yukine was the same. She sat down and held her hand steady as Yukine climbed onto the table, his movements much more graceful in this form than a month ago.

“Yuki! You stayed in your form this whole time!” Kofuku praised, scratching under Yukine’s chin.

“Nice job kid!” Daikoku chimed in. Yukine thanked them with cute little chirps, shuffling his body so that he was sitting up better.

“Now you just have to shift back,” Kofuku said lightly. The room went quiet as they watched Yukine with supportive smiles. The tiny bat’s body shook as Yukine squeezed his eyes shut.

“Remember your breathing,” Yato offered after a couple seconds of nothing. Yukine let out harsh, rapid breaths from his pig nose that eventually slowed. The transformation was rather slow compared to the others and looked to be painful and required a ton of thought, but eventually a short, blonde teenager was sitting at the table.

“Good job!” Yato smiled.

“That was excellent Yukine! You didn’t pause once!” Kofuku added. The teen was hunched over the table, out of breath and sweaty, but smiling with pride.

“That was good, Yukine,” Hiyori complimented. By now, Daikoku set breakfast on the table, Yato and Kofuku digging in.

“Thanks,” Yukine replied, forking some pancakes onto a plate. Their breakfast continued as Hiyori politely had a bowl of late-night cereal. Her and Yukine went over his homework from that morning. Since Hiyori was out of school for the summer, and vampires were awake from sunset to sun-high, most of Yukine’s work was done right when they woke up. That way Yato and Yukine could train for the rest of the night and go on patrol by sunrise.

“So what are you doing for training today?” Daikoku asked.

“Tower.” Yato stated.

“No,” Yukine slammed his fork down.

“Ooo the tower!” Kofuku gushed, “that’s where I brought Daikoku!”

“And that only worked because I practiced properly beforehand.” Daikoku tacked on with a roll of his eyes.

“Exactly,” Yukine said.

“And you did practice properly beforehand but now it’s time you learned by the tower,” Yato pointed with his fork, “you already know all the flight positions and techniques, you just need to put them into practice.” He insisted. Yukine groaned while the rest of the table gave him sympathetic smiles and shoulder pats.

Hiyori clenched her chopsticks in apprehension as she eyed the terror that was weaved deep into Yukine’s expression. After all, a human could only become a servant to a pure-blooded vampire after certain conditions were met. Condition one was that the vampire had to be willing to tie the human’s life to theirs. The second was that the human had to be on the brink of death but still able to give the tiniest hint of consent. And the third condition- the one that had Hiyori the most uncomfortable- was that the human had to have brought themselves to death's door willingly. There was a reason Yukine feared flying, feared heights when he wasn’t clinging to Yato, and it was from a moment in his life he was at his lowest. In his own words, Yukine said he simply jumped from a place that wasn’t high enough. Yato smelled his blood, heard his dying soul calling out to be saved, and the rest was history.

Even so, a couple hours later, Hiyori followed Yato and Yukine out of town to the middle of nowhere. Apparently ‘the tower’ was an old stone cylinder that reached above the surrounding trees with a single door and a winding staircase. The top was empty with a simple mini fence preventing non-flying people from falling. Since they were in such company, Yato and Yukine walked with Hiyori up the stairs to the top, the blonde reluctant with every step. At the top, Hiyori realized the building was much higher than it looked. The wind tugged at her hair and clothes and Hiyori subconsciously wrapped her arms around herself, looking at the two with uncertainty.

“Yato, are you sure this is the best thing for flying?” She asked. Back in his ratty tracksuit, Yato waved his hand at her.

“Yes, the adrenaline and gravity are good for learning how to fly. Why do you think birds do it?”

“I am not a baby bird.” Yukine glared over his shoulder. He was leaning over the railing, looking grimmly at the ground. Hiyori came to join him and looked at the very distant, very hard ground below.

“Are you sure this is-?”

“Yes.” Yato suddenly scooped Yukine by his armpits.

“Transform.” Yato held Yukine over the side, meeting his wide eyes steadily. Yukine gulped then transformed slowly. Mid-way Yato released him, sending the kid plummeting through the air.

“Yato!” Hiyori shouted in alarm. She ran to the ledge and gripped the railing, leaning over with wide eyes as she watched the tiny body plummet towards the ground. Yukine wings beat at the air frantically, his body spriling, as his screeches echoed throughout the night.

“Yato, save him!” Hiyori looked at her friend. The vampire was beside her, calmly watching his kid fall with an intense gaze.

“Yukine needs this. He already knows how to use spells, which are supposed to come after flight.”

“That’s not the point Yato! What if he gets hurt?”

“He won’t. He knows what to do, the gravity and adrenaline will help him.”

“But this is-!”

“This is how I learned.” Yato stated. Hiyori’s mouth worked uselessly as she tried to gauge Yato’s blank face. His eyes hadn’t left Yukine for a moment, not even to blink, and Hiyori had to look back down. Yukine was much closer to the ground now, righted in a way that had him feet first, but the panicked flapping of his wings was only slowing his fall. His shrieking was more desperate, fearful, and Hiyori’s hands were starting to shake. Her head whipped back to the vampire-ready to toss him off the building herself- and she gasped. Yato was leaning over the railing. The hands grasping the wood were talons that could cut through anything, covered in darkened skin and fur. Behind him, large wings stretched soundlessly from his shoulder blades, reaching up towards the sky and eclipsing the moon. She watched the tip of his nose darken as hair grew up the bridge but Hiyori couldn’t bring herself to breathe his name. His eyes glowed as he continued to lean further over the edge, muscles bunching to jump.

Yato allowed Yukine to fall for two more, excruciately long, seconds before he shot off the tower in a blurr. The vampire was enveloped in shadow for a moment before the magic dissipated, leaving behind a plummeting bat. Yato's wings flapped with controlled purpose as he let gravity do the work, catching up the flailing blonde bat quickly. In one graceful movement, Yato pulled up just above Yukine, using his talons to gently grab the boy and let the momentum swing them back up into the air. Yato flew up high above Hiyori’s head and then slammed on the brakes, flinging Yukine further up into the sky. As the boy continued to panic on his rollercoaster ride, Yato screeched up at him, hovering while Yukine tried again.

“Yukine! Yato!” Hiyori tried calling them. Neither of them paid her mind as Yukine fell once more, this time even slower as his wings started beating in time. Then, once again, Yato gilded towards him in large dives. Picking Yukine up and bringing him higher, then letting him go. For the first couple attempts, it didn’t seem to work too well, but Hiyori continued to hear Yato’s chatter as he gave directions. Yukine quieted down and focused on his progress now that he knew Yato wasn’t going to let him hit the ground. Eventually, Yukine found himself able to hover in one spot and then shifted to copying Yato as they swooped down in large U-shapes. With a smile, Hiyori ran down the stairs as Yukine let the momentum of his falls take him up until he slowed to a hover, then dove back down. By the time she made it off the tower, Yato was transformed again with Yukine flying a foot off the grass.

“Yukine! You did it! Look at you!” Hiyori ran over. The tiny yellow bat squeaked happily as his wings continued to pump frantically.

“Yeah, see? I knew you could do it,” Yato winked down at his kid, “now you just gotta work on changing directions. Especially going up.” At his words Hiyori realized Yukine was stuck at the height he was at and she tried to give him encouragement. He flapped too much and tumbled backwards.

“Lean forward, just like in practice, push the wind down.” Yato reminded. Yukine gave it his best shot but ended up leaning too far forward and went into the grass, tripping on his feet.

“That was a good try, Yukine,” Hiyori bent over to scoop him up. She hardly lifted him past the waist when he scurried off her hand and jumped back into the air. Hiyori yelped and Yato laughed as Yukine only spun once before catching himself. He hovered and started screeching at Yato, the vampire taking his time transforming into a bat and hovering too. Hiyori took a tiny step back as Yato gave quick instructions and demonstrated directions. Together they leaned one way, then the other, then up and down. Eventually Yukine was fluttering around Hiyori as happy as a bumblebee.

“I’d say your beginner's training is just about complete. Congratulations kiddo,” Yato said, back on his two legs. Yukine hovered for a moment, staring at him, before he flew over and fluttered around Yato’s head. At first Hiyori thought Yato was getting scratched again, but Yukine harmlessly bumped against Yato’s head.

“Now you’ll never have to worry about falling again. Proud of you,” Yato muttered quietly, one eye closed while his servant fluttered against his hair.

“Me too,” Hiyori stepped closer and offered a smile. Finally tuckered out, Yukine perched himself on Yato’s shoulder.

“Guess we better head home before we head out for patrol,” Yato sighed as he pat Yukine’s head with his finger.

“What right now?” Hiyori blinked. This was the time they hung out and if they planned on working until noon they would be hunting for several hours. With a sigh, Yato started walking with Hiyori at his side.

“There’s been a spike in corrupt souls lately. That’s normal for the summer time, young pure-bloods tend to be more active in warmer weather. But humans can’t become servants if the conditions aren't met. Forcing it just corrupts them. Not that young bloods know that, nor care.” Yato muttered the last part with disdain.

“I see,” Hiyori looked to the grass, “so they drink the blood of humans and it corrupts them?”

“Not exactly. You can drink the blood of a human and it’ll be fine but young bloods can't control their powers so they accidentally force their will on regular humans which is unnatural. If you force your power on a human it's best to drain them dry, but they’re young and have no control so they don’t properly sedate the victim, or let go too early, or their power just leaks through. There’s countless reasons for these crazy humans running around.” Yato said, “not to worry though. Once the cold season comes back the weaker ones will go into hibernation. Then us old farts devour them, absorb their power, and the cycle continues.” When he noticed Hiyori’s worried face, he immediately backtracked and apologised. She waved him off, too busy sorting through her complicated feelings.

Of course she was naturally opposed to the blood drinking, the manipulation, the corruption. But Hiyori also knew that drinking blood was such a sacred act to vampires. It was eating, sure. Something some did offhandedly to survive, while others were gluttonous, and the rest connoisseurs. An act of bringing food to a party, or as an offering, or having red wine on date. Food was a staple that their culture revolved around with it’s own rules and manners; what families did to be closer. The simple act that could completely change one's mood. Killing humans was taboo for vampires and drinking their blood was seen as distasteful and primal. But everyone knew it happened behind closed doors as a scandalous activity.

Yato was known for ‘sucking humans dry’ as he put it. His previous servants leaving him because he was greedy when it came to blood, rough and relentless when taking it. Like all vampires, his power made it so that it wasn’t painful. But it was the principal. That was why he rarely took blood from his current servant and stuck to the supplements, much to Yukine’s chagrin. The teen insisted he could handle it, that he trusted Yato not to leave him pale and passed out, but Yato was stubborn. Hiyori knew he often went long periods without a servant and therefore without food (he was considerably weaker during those times, small and pale with sunken eyes as he sometimes still got). But still, despite all that, Hiyori couldn’t stand knowing Yato was going hungry every day. Against all her instincts she wanted to offer herself to him.

“Welp! That’s why we have our servants!” Yato patted Yukine again, “human spells are something else! Cleansing corruption as the bridge between our species. Such talent,” Yato said. Yukine chirped at the shameless praise and his friends smiled. Hiyori relaxed at the reminder of Yukine’s other- more wholesome- job. It wasn’t a kind process but the results were worth it.

“Speaking of,” Yato suddenly stopped, tone dark, eyes narrowed. Stumbling to a halt, Hiyori sucked in a breath, looking around the woods. They were so close to the city, the streetlights across the road shining through the trees. It illuminated the silhouette stumbling towards them, gleaming off the knife the man held in his hand. Yato stepped in front of Hiyori, taking Yukine off his shoulder and handing him to her. Yukine shrieked at his master while Hiyori breathed his name.

“Blood. Blood! I need blood,” the man said like a mantra, “I want to see it spill.” He insisted as he swayed closer to them, drunkenly focused on Hiyori.

“Both of us are unarmed. But I’ll hold him off and try to sedate him while Yukine transforms,” Yato looked at him, “I know you’re tired, but do your best. Don’t force it otherwise you’ll cause damage to your body and mind.”

“Let me see it! Let me have it! I’ll spill your blood!” The man roared and started to charge. Yato was much faster and the attacker was only able to take two steps before being knocked back several feet. It wasn’t enough to kill him, Yato promised he would never do that in front of these two, but unless he broke some bones the man would continue to come after Hiyori.

As Yato advanced, Hiyori dropped to her knees and let Yukine down. Yato would be able to handle himself against this person, but a corrupted human was stronger than normal and didn’t care about pain. If they made too much of a commotion, someone would notice, and Yato could only sedate a person a couple times before they built immunity. The vampire wouldn’t take any blood either, so it was impossible to weaken him and strengthen Yato. In the grass, the tiny gold bat was breathing rapidly. Little body rising and falling far too quickly. Yukine’s frantic eyes looked up to her own, ears constantly twitching at the sounds of the scuffle behind him.

“C-calm down, Yukine,” Hiyori parroted Yato, “remember your breathing!” It helped a little. Yukine’s panting shifted to more controlled breathing, in through his upturned nose and out the fanged mouth. It still took several long seconds for Yukine to even begin transforming. The kid had talent, spells and transformation came after long years as a servant, and he was able to do far more than most. But even so, Yukine was still new and inexperienced. His transformation was slow and painful, shadows sliding off him like thick ink in splotches, and leaving him winded and dizzy. When he fell forward, Hiyori was there to catch him.

“Are you okay? Don’t force yourself,” Hiyori said. She looked up just in time to see Yato kneeling over the man. Despite his pointed ears and nails, Yato gave the man a regular punch across the face. The man’s smile remained as his head whipped to the side and his hands continued to claw at Yato’s face. Eventually he kicked Yato’s leg and tried to run, only to be tackled by the vampire, knife slicing Yato’s shoulder. The vampire’s white t-shirt was stained with bright crimson as it dripped down his biceps. The scent of his master’s blood jolted Yukine out of his lull and he sat back up. The sudden movement caused Yukine to sway again and his finger kneaded his head, Hiyori’s hands hovering with concern.

“I can do it,” Yukine grunted, “I can squeeze out one or two spells.” He forced himself to his feet. Hiyori watched him worryingly before her head whipped to the side. Her wide and fearful eyes met the man as he sprinted towards her, one arm twisted and broken while saliva seeped from his smile.

“I smell it! The blood of a pure soul! Give it to me! The priestess's blood!” His hollar caused Hiyori to gasp and for Yukine to remain frozen like a deer in headlight. Something emerged behind him, leaping up into the air with clawed hands poised on either side of their prey’s head. Yato’s eyes, glowing blue like ice in the arctic waters, were the only thing Hiyori could make out in the blurred shadow of his form. The man was sent harshly to the ground, the force of Yato’s pounce cracking the man’s spine. That was enough to cause the man to cry out.

“Yato!” Hiyori shouted, fearing permanent paralysis. She was ignored as Yato snarled down at the squirming human.

“You won’t be getting a drop of her blood,” he seethed, fangs bared. At her side, Yukine bit his fore-finger and smeared the blood to the second finger. Pointing them both at the man, Yukine began muttering out a spell. While the man struggled beneath him, Yato opened his mouth wide and worked to reveal the jugular.

“The blood! I need it! The blood of that pure maiden!” The corrupt soul continued to rage. He fought so violently under Yato that the vampire struggled to keep him pinned and reveal his neck. Yato leaned down, teeth bared, but the man suddenly reared back and cracked the back of his skull against his nose.

“Son of a-!” Yato cursed. By now, Yukine’s spell was completed without the help of his master and all the effort was shattered in the air around them. Yukine hissed at the impact and the excretion while Yato clutched his bleeding nose. Ceasing the opportunity, the man lunged with maniacal laughter, mouth open towards Hiyori. The girl fell back and brought her fists up, ready to clock the lunatic. But Yato’s clawed hand wrapped around the man’s face, his nails digging into the man's cheek, holding him just inches from Hiyori.

Through her fear, Hiyori watched Yato’s terrifying slit eyes shoot out from behind the man, the whites of his fangs flashing before they sunk into his flesh. Finally the man’s echolalia was silenced as he choked. The sound of Yato’s fangs sliding through flesh caused Hiyori’s hands to shake. The man went limp and still, his eyes open and glazed. Yato held him there like a predator preparing to snap the neck of its prey, the whites of his eyes turning pitch black. His servant’s fingers were pointed, shaking with fatigue, as Yukine finally casted the spell. Whatever sinister corruption the man carried evaporated and Yato finally released him. Together, the three gave a collected sigh of relief.

“It’s finally over,” Yukine slurred. He was really starting to sway now, just as the corrupt soul had been, only the servant’s eyes were hazy and already starting to close. Yato caught him before he fell too far.

“Yukine!” Hiyori fretted. It’s been a while since Yukine had fainted from exerting too much power.

“He must still be tired from transforming so much in the past couple hours. Then again he’s only able to cast about four spells when he’s at his best.” Yato rolled Yukine over in his arms so the kid was face up. Eyes closed and mouth open, Yukine’s feet dragged on the ground while Yato supported him. The vampire's expression was back to the soft features Hiyori was used to as Yato cut his wrist and pressed the blood against Yukine’s lips. When the kid drank enough, Yato situated Yukine on his back and let Yukine’s head rest on his shoulder.

“We should head back. I don’t think there’s gonna be patrol tonight.” Yato said. Hiyori hummed, following the vampire back to Kofuku’s while the man remained passed out in the grass.

“Is there a reason you’re pushing him so hard?” Hiyori asked after some time. Maybe she was just a human with no idea of vampire timeframes. But Yato always seemed like the type to let Yukine have free reign of his studies and progression. It was out of character for Yato to push Yukine to do something he was so scared of.

“Yukine will always be afraid of falling. It was traumatizing for him. He needed a push, one that I rather give him in a controlled environment. It would be bad if he got tossed during a battle and couldn’t catch himself.”

“Who would throw him?” Hiyori gasped. Yato didn’t answer for a moment, then signed.

“My hibernation is next summer,” Yato muttered.

“What? You?” Hiyori asked just as quietly. It was a taboo secret to talk about a vampires hibernation time.

“All vampires do it. Just depends on how powerful you are. The more servants you have to take blood from, the longer you can run on their power. I sleep every 50-70 years, give or take, Kofuku sleeps about the same if not a little more. Meanwhile Tenjin and Bishamon sleep every century or so,” Yato explained, “normally I go into hiding but Yukine insisted he could handle it. It’s not that I don’t trust him, but I don’t want him fighting off other vampires and servants. No matter how strong he thinks he is.” Yato frowned at the ground, shifting the boy on his back. Hiyori looked down too, aware of how much the praise fueled Yukine's confidence. But it was impossible for a servant to go up against a vampire.

“He sleeps in your coffin when you’re gone,” Hiyori spoke with melancholy, “Are you staying at Kofuku’s then?”

“I’m gonna have to. It’s embarrassing but I do trust her not to eat me. And Daikoku to help make sure others stay away. Otherwise Bishamon offered since I’m the last person she’d want blood from. Plus she has more than enough servants to give me my own army. So who knows? I just want to get it over with, the year before my sleep is always so weak and groggy. Doesn’t make being hungry any better.” Yato muttered the last parts but Hiyori only hummed.

“How long, uh,” Hiyori felt a little sad, “how long will you be gone?” She ignored the way Yato looked at her. He nudged her and smiled.

“Just a season!” He chirped.

“What? That’s it?”

“Yep! Three moon cycles! My most vulnerable time,” Yato said, “I just wish I was around to see the cherry blossoms with you. It’s a shame I got Yukine so close to my time.” He mourned. Hiyori placed a hand on his shoulder.

“I’ll take pictures.” She promised. Yato beamed, fangs tucked away where they were almost unnoticed.

“Oh! And try not to bother Yukine too much! He’s gonna be a little feral during my hibernation, it’s natural, but don’t push it!” Yato smiled, unaware of Hiyori's balking.

“You’re home early, oh my gosh Yuki!” Kofuku looked over the servant worriedly. She was out of her pajamas and in a black dress with a tiered skirt and lace sleeves. In her hands was a matching fan, a gift from Daikoku, and she dropped it on the table. At the sound of her worry, said man peaked out from the kitchen.

“He used too much energy,” Yato let his hand rest on Yukine’s head, “it was my fault. I pushed him.”

“No ya didn’t,” Daikoku sighed, “and he’d throw a fit if he heard you say that.”

“Yeah, well, he’s already gonna throw a fit when he wakes up,” Yato grumbled, “I’ll put him in my coffin.” He nodded to them and made his way up the stairs. Hiyori took the time to recount everything that happened before following her friend to the attic. Gently, Hiyori pushed open the door just in time to see Yato laying Yukine down into the bed. He shuffled around the kid and pulled out two swords, weapons like Kofuku’s fan made up of the master and servant. It helped attack the corruption inside a human but it could never kill it completely. Standing, Yato left the lid open and made his way towards her.

“You okay?” He asked awkwardly, not able to look her in the eyes but searching her intently for injury.

“It’s okay,” Hiyori smiled, “I’m okay. What about you?” Her eyes drifted to his shoulder and she frowned. Normally vampires regenerated easily from normal weapons but Yato’s wound was still pink, just scabbing. He gave it a courtesy glance before flashing her a grin.

“Yep. I’ll be good as new by moon-high, don’t worry.” His gentle expression was returned and the air warmed around them for a moment. Behind them, Yukine let out a groan and Yato jolted to attention. Placing a cold hand on her shoulder, Yato leaned towards her ear, causing the highschooler’s cheeks to pink and goosebumps to rise.

“Try to keep him there for as long as you can. Don’t let him get up too fast,” Yato gave her a wink and hurried down the stairs just as Yukine started kneading his head. Hiyori rolled her eyes despite the smile on her face and she made her way to the teen. She crouched while Yukine struggled to open his eyes, coaxing him through his grumbling. The boy rubbed his eyes and looked at her with a confused frown then sighed and forced himself to a sitting position. Hiyori helped as he grabbed the sides of the coffin and pushed.

“How do you feel?” Hiyori asked gently.

“Mmm okay. Better actually, wow, I feel really good. Usually I’m sore and achy after exerting mys-” Yukine’s eyes grew wide as his hands jerked from his face. Biting her lip, Hiyori stopped the sigh from bubbling as Yukine’s temper boiled.

“Yato said not to get up too fast,” Hiyori said as Yukine started to shake.

“Who gives a- what that guy,” Yukine growled. Despite his anger, Yukine got out of the coffin carefully, easily finding his energy and stomping down the stairs with Hiyori following.

“You gave me your blood? Are you stupid?” Yukine accused the moment he stepped foot in the kitchen.

“Uh-oh,” Daikoku jeered. Yato looked up as calmly as he could from his card game, blinking up at Yukine with innocent eyes. Taking a seat next to him, Hiyori saw his cards were crooked and she imagined him scrambling to grab them once he heard his kid coming.

“I just figured you didn’t want to sleep the night away,” Yato offered weakly. Daikoku coughed out a laugh while Yukine’s eye brows somehow knitted tighter together.

“You barely eat as it is! You can’t afford to give up blood for every little thing!”

“It’s normal for a vampire to heal their servants,” Kofuku tried to help.

“Yeah, heal them. When they need it. For emergencies and injuries,” Yukine glared at Yato, “not when they pass out.” He marched over and sat on the other side of Yato, thrusting his arm towards the vampire.

“Here. Eat.” Yukine commanded. Yato gave his skin a long look before he batted it away.

“It’s not good to take from a servant you just gave to. Besides, if you’re really revving to go we can go back on patrol and I can eat after.” Yato said, looking back at his cards.

“I thought you said my blood was rare! That we’re compatible and it was ‘absolutely brimming with power’! Which, last I checked, was rare for a loner like you!”

“It is! Your blood is scrum-diddly-umptious, I could just eat you up!” Yato cooed. Seeing that his teasing wouldn't distract the teen this time, he straightened out.

“But that’s the problem. You’re a kid and a newbie and taking too much is not the best. Especially after all the spell casting and such. I said I’ll eat later so I will.” Yato said. His kid visibly fumed and Hiyori placed a caring hand on Yato’s arm.

“Maybe you should have some supplements, Yato. You are looking a little pale.”

“I’m a vampire.”

“That doesn’t mean anything! Look at my luscious cheeks,” Kofuku smushed her face to try and brighten the mood but Yukine only scoffed.

“Forget it. The idiot can starve for all I care. Maybe once he’s the one that passes out he’ll learn.” Yukine got up and stomped to the kitchen, taking his apron off the rack and going into the store. They didn’t hear the bell so there couldn’t be any customers in the little butcher shop attached to the house, but Yukine probably just wanted space. Yato watched the door shut and sighed, finally putting his cards down.

“It’s offensive to not drink his blood at all. Just learn some self control.” Daikoku grunted at Yato from over a beer. His words went ignored as Yato stood and wandered into the bathroom. Masters and servants were connected by blood and by soul, so Yato felt all of Yukine’s pain and irritation. Thankfully the sense only went one way, so Yukine wasn’t suffering from Yato’s migraine. He lied to Yukine and Hiyori. Like the scum he was, he took some of that corrupt’s blood, disgusting hand-me-downs of another’s magic, and refused to tell the two closest to him. They’d be so disappointed, hurt, and sickened by his monstrous acts. Even so, that drop of blood only went into the effort it took to sedate the man. His violence was rare and only spurred on by the pure blood Hiyori carried. Eyesight blurry, Yato floated towards the medicine cabinet, shuffling through the bottles until he found one sheet of plastic and aluminum. Pulling the metal back, the plastic indents were empty so Yato tossed it towards the trash, missing.

“I got it,” Yato muttered as he continued looking. Even so, Hiyori picked it up and wordlessly dropped it in the bin. Finally pulling out another sheet, Yato looked at what was left and did calculations in a haze. These supplements were like vitamins, not meant to live off of; even so he tries to have one every other day. But with the energy he's expelled in the past couple hours, Yato was starving for more.

“Yato,” Hiyori mumbled. He ignored her and ripped the package open, filling a glass of water while dumping out three to four pills. Hiyori’s worried gaze made him feel guilty over an activity he did so regularly he didn’t think he could feel bad over it. She tended to have that effect on him. The water continued to run after Yato choked down the handful of supplements. He put the package back and hoped Yukine wouldn’t be too angry with the money it would take to buy more. Maybe Kofuku would spot him again.

There was something dangerous about being around a hungry vampire. Of course Yato was always hungry, but the back of Hiyori’s neck always stood on end when she witnessed his ravenous. It was the same feeling she got when he attacked other humans, a predator that would stop at nothing to eat it’s target alive. But there was also something sad about it. In the LED lighting of the bathroom, illuminated by the white surroundings, Yato was dripping with desperation. Just like Yukine was when Yato found him, but bone-deep. His skin blended in with his surroundings and his eyes were sunken in with dark circles that almost matched his ink hair. She could make out his blue veins and knew his muscles should be more full. She’s seen him at his best, seen him after attacking a deer and after disappearing for some time. He looked so alive, smile the biggest it’s ever been and his childish excitement even bigger. Her doctor family would be so horrified if they knew she excused Yato’s murders during his disappearance. But now, he was weak, dull, and tired. Keeping his promise to Yukine to never eat another human again. She hoped Yukine wasn’t regretting his resolve. The skin of her arm was soft as she rubbed it absentmindedly.

“Yato,” Hiyori said again, this time with more strength. It took a second for Yato to collect himself and he looked at her with such focus and nonchalant that she was almost able to forget how malnourished he truly was. Almost.

“You know Daikoku’s kidding about the steaks right? Of course you can eat them if you’re hungry.” Hiyori quickly veered off what she wanted to say. Her wristed rolled so the pads of her fingers brushed the soft of her arm up and down. If Yato noticed the action, he didn’t glance at it.

“Yeah, don’t worry Hiyori. I said I would eat tonight, and I will.” Yato pushed himself off the sink with a crooked grin. When he stepped towards Hiyori, she didn’t move, clutching her arm.

“Hiyori? What’s wrong?” Yato’s voice softened, “I’m serious, you know, don’t worry about me. I just need some rest and I’ll make it through the night-” His soft crooning choked off violently like a punch to the teeth. His mouth watered on command and Yato’s jaw clicked shut to keep from spilling. He was standing so close to Hiyori he had been able to smell her shampoo but now his senses were on overdrive. The scent of her blood filled the air of the tiny bathroom like a thick fog, the iron sending his heart galloping. He could practically taste it and god it was delicious.

“Stop telling us not to worry about you! That really upsets us. And it hurts to see you starving yourself just to be a better person,” Hiyori spoke to the floor as her fingers tightened, “you can’t just live off of vitamins, it's not healthy! Please, Yato, we care about you and we-” When Hiyori finally looked up to her friend, something deep inside regretted her words. Black and blue eyes stared back at her, the sorrow of someone who’s hurt far too many people flashing before she was slammed against the door behind her. Her breath caught in her throat, gasp overshadowed by the pounding of her heart. The blood from her fingernails dripped down her arm onto the floor and she prayed Kofuku couldn’t smell it. Not that she could think too much of it. Eyes blown wide, Hiyori stared at the ceiling, off in the opposite direction of her friend. She felt the long twin needles hovering just above her pulse as his panting numbed her skin. Fear held her perfectly still. Hiyori trembled as drool dripped onto her collarbone.

Yato loomed over her, one hand pressed against the door above her head as his mouth opened slowly but so, so wide. His other hand remained as far away from her as possible, claws embedded in the frame to keep it that way. Only their heads touched, hair and cheeks just brushing against each other as Yato’s fangs were poised with practiced ease. The two needles pushed to their absolute peak of length and sharpness. She could leave. She had enough room to get away and lord knows if she wanted to bend him into a pretzel she could. But she didn’t. In fact his dear friend seemed just as frozen in this position as he was. No, it wasn’t that Yukine’s blood wasn’t good. It was tasty, like cold water on a hot day mixed with the finest expresso money could buy. Necessary and vital to his day. But Hiyori came from a long line of doctors and priestesses. Humans that were far too in touch with the supernatural yet not tainted in the slightest. There was a reason those old farts like Dracula and Vlad prefered to target young virgin women. Because they were the absolute most delectable. And a virgin priestess? Even humans knew they were a treat worthy of being sacrificed to the gods.

Heart pounding against his ribs like war drums, Yato’s instincts snarled at him to get on with it. Just one mouthful and he would be at top condition for three weeks, draining her would keep him at high power for god knows how long. His hibernation could be pushed off for a while. It was so rare for a priestess to be without some sort of cross or holy protection charm but this human- in all her naive sweetness- had long since removed her grandmother’s gifts. And Hiyori, god Hiyori always smelled so good. It was so tantalizing having something so mouthwatering standing right beside you all the time. But even with knowing all that, Yato could only feel shame and disgust. Despite the physical pain it caused to refuse the offered drops of her blood, Yato couldn’t do it. Because he knew it would change their relationship. It would change everything. She would be tainted by him and he would forever know what paradise felt like. Besides, he knew what he really wanted was her warmth. To feel her heartbeat with his own and let her warmth spread throughout his body. The same warmth that brightened her smile and heated her gentle touches. Yato wanted those things more than anything and taking it just to satisfy his hunger would be selfish and wrong. Eyes fading, he took a deep breath and latched.

“Kyyaahh!” Hiyori yelped. The sound was covered by the raspberry Yato blew into her neck. Her head clocked into his as she tried to move away, the loud, immature sound dissipating the buzzing tension. She shoved him away by his cheeks and berated him for being gross and disgusting, not once commenting on the drool from his hesitating fangs. Yato chuckled weakly at the fuming girl, eyeing the red of her face with a forced smile. He could still hear her heartbeat from here but his was just as loud.

“I don’t believe you! How gross!” Hiyori continued to exclaim, her voice cracking in an odd way. Even so, she sntached the wet towel Yato handed her with shaking hands. By now her little nail prints had cloted but Hiyori wiped the residue away anyway, irritated, hurt, and relieved.

“You shouldn’t really offer yourself up to a young man like that, Hiyori. What would your mother say if she found out how indecent you were being?” Yato teased. This further irritated the girl and Yato knew that if he were any less starving she would have broken his nose by now. A knock sounded on the door behind her.

“Hiyori? You okay? I heard a bang and I wanted to make sure you weren’t trying to seduce Yatty?” Kofuku’s joke veiled her very real concern and Yato couldn’t help but grin wider at the glare Hiyori screwed him with. Offended and embarrassed by the vampires and their freaky culture. She spun around without another glance and opened the door.

“I am not!” She huffed. Yato watched her rush from the room with red-tipped ears and waited for Kofuku to follow, only to sigh when she didn’t. The pink-haired vampire held his eyes and Yato looked to the floor where a single, tiny drop of blood stained the tile. He wanted to sink to his knees and laugh or cry, or both. Sitting in the fetal position on the cold hard floor while he fought the urge to lick the red off the ground. Kofuku sighed and walked to him, stopping him from acting out his pathetic daydream.

“Daikoku and I will talk to her. She shouldn’t do things like that, even if she means well.” Kofuku mumbled, hand on his cheek to keep him looking at her.

“She was trying to help,” Yato confessed, “and I almost let her.”

“It’s cruel.” Kofuku said simply, meaning no malice towards the human girl. Yato only hummed, not moving as Kofuku moved her head to the side and tried nudging his head closer.

“You just ate.”

“I know.”

“Daikoku won’t be very happy.”

“He knows.”

“And in the bathroom, Kofuku? My how scandalous,” Yato hummed as he leaned forward.

“Hmm, well, my dear boyfriend, we could take this to the bedroom if that will make you feel better.” Her voice was soft and soothing and Yato found himself following the little lady down the hall.

“Are you sure you’ll be alright? I really do promise to take from Yukine later.”

“We want you to have your fill. Take from me so you won’t be as bad with Yukine,” Kofuku shrugged. She grabbed his hand and tugged him along as he hesitated, both very aware of the human girl sitting back at the table. What would he do without them? Their support? Yato wanted to cry.

“Thank you.” He said simply as she shut the bedroom door. If it was a bit awkward later, Yato made sure it wasn’t for long. All it took was a couple of funny faces to get Hiyori and Yukine back into their feisty, passionate spirits again. And seeing him suddenly have a bit more life in his steps as they patrolled the city only lifted their spirits further. There was still pain and worry, each of the three friends wanting to give everything they had to help the other. But by the time Hiyori climbed back into her bedroom window, she was smiling from ear to ear. Happy to wave goodbye to the large black vampire bat and his tiny golden bat servant as they easily flew off towards the moon.

#noragami #noragami fanfic #noragami fanfiction #noragami au #fanfic #fanfiction #yato #yukine #yato noragami #noragami yato #yukine noragami #noragami yukine #hiyori #hiyori iki #iki hiyori #vampire #vampire au

[ayatoscupid]

luc (feat kae) gushing + g3nshin event spoilers

im gjrhgjfjrkfjdkdj the way he made me blush in the epilogue of the event im so squealy ///////// LIKEEEE

HES SO CUTE AND CONSIDERATE IM GONNA CRYGREJJRHR HES SUCH A GENTLEMAN TTTTTTTTT ppl like to say hes cold and uncaring but hes so!!!! soft!! hes just hardened by his experiences and he has to act who he is in order to do his job well . but luc is genuinely a nice person and is very loyal to his duties. hes a very admirable guy :(

BUT ALSO ALSOOOOO THIS EVENT MADE ME SO SAD over the brothers like whwhwhh TTTTTT all the letters kae wrote to him and the way luc kept them all even if scattered around the mansion :( he still kept all of them.. n kae wrote to him so much to let him know what was happening and even wrote to him After he came back……

i rly rly rly love the brothers dynamic and now i love it even MORE after this event. i also half hate it bc WHY CANT THEY JUST COMMUNICATE but also ugh its so Good. their development is so sad but so good. luc’s replies to his letters too i TTTTT im so so so sad. the fact that theyre not just on talking terms but r actually pretty civil towards e/o but there will always, always be this rift btwn them . they lost smth that night their dad died n they can never bring it back.. i think luc is most at peace w/ it now but what abt kae??? the box at the top of the kof hq rly sealed the deal for me.. maybe hes still going thru a bit of a dilemma :( i dont doubt that his loyalty lies in kof + mond now but the fact that he still kept smth of his biological father’s despite being forbidden to.. i hope he is at peace w/ everything regarding his past eventually. seeing kae still, even if a bit, hung up hurts TTTTT my brother in law lemme give u a hug

anw the end of this event was such a pleasant surprise ,, ive always been more of a lorehead irt g3nshin so i was a bit pouty that we didnt get much at the Start .. little did i know that was only a tiny teaser n id get dumped w all this info HKGJRKFJF. ty to the team that wrote this event u made me sad .. im glad this patch is so good so far bc im probably not gna play much afterwards bc im not rly looking forward to svmeru 😭😭 still need to farm n save up for yato rerun tho

just a note i only see the two as brothers n none of this is shippy (ofc) HGKRJRKFJ

#♡ i will love you at dawn #💘.doc #d.nt r/b

[snipercupid]

Meeting~~🤎💚 sakamoto part2

"I'm really sorry about this idiot behavior" mutsu said calmly to the black haired girl as she bowed slightly her head to her.

"P-Please don't say that~~she embarrassingly said,with an adorable blush on her puffy cheeks~~h-he didn't mean it, it's not his fault!"

At this scene, sakamoto couldn't help feeling moved~~not only this girl didn't beat him half to death,she is actually defending him!!~~

'this woman is so cute!'sakamoto thinked while he was clenching his chest and overly dramatic tears flowed down his cheeks.

"Hahahahahah!by the way I still don't know you name miss!"

"O-Oh!~~ she lightly gasped, still blushing~~m-my n-name is Sorano hikari...n-nice to m-meet you!"

"Hahahaha! what a cute name for such a cute person!!!!~~he said loudly making the pink eyed girl go even redder~~Sora-chan,would you like to go to a love hote-"he was cut of by mutsu who kicked his guts,making the girl sweat drop nervously.

"Please ignore him~~mutsu sighs exasperated~~My name is mutsu"

"Nice to meet you mutsu-san"she spoked cordially.

"Hahahahahah,by the way sora-chan what are you doing in this place, it's uncommon for a girl to wandering out town"sakamoto concluded.

"W-well,I was heading to Edo~~she shyly say~~I-I was hoping to f-find a job as a doctor, unfortunately since amanto arrived human are really disvantaged with jobs...."she sighed sadly.

"........"

There was a moment of silence,the two watched the sad and exhausted expression of the black haired girl,and felt sorry for her.

"Hahahah!I see, but don't worry miss I'm sure you'll find a job, hahahah!!"

He obnoxiously laughed in the attempt of cheering up the girl.

"Thank you sakamoto-san"the girl smiled kindly at him.

"Hahahahha, don't mention it, by the way it's pretty late now we can accompany you home,it's dangerous for a girl like you to be outside here alone"

"Wow,for once you actually said something smart...."mumbled mutsu.

"Hahahahahah!I heard that!!"

"W-well,I ....... don't have a home actually"she awkwardly says while scratching her neck

"What?" The two said in unison

"Where are you going to sleep then?"mutsu asked her.

"Don't worry,I will find a solution"the Pink eyed girl said trying to reassure her.

"But it's dangerous out here!at night this place is filled with punks!!"sakamoto loudly says concerned for the girl safety.

"Y-you don't have to worry!!really!I'm used to this~~she awkwardly says~~I know that I seem like an helpless little girl, but I know how to look after myself"she said determined.

The yato and the kaientai captain Exchanged a dubious look.

"Alright,but if you change your mind or if you have some problem go towards south,our ship has some trouble and we will stay there for the night" mutsu says

"Thank you so much,But it will not be necessary~~she says smiling as she walked away~~goodbye!"she finished waving her hands at them

The two watched as the girl was walking away.

"Do you think she really can be safe out there on her own?"mutsu asked to her captain with a concerd expression.

"Haaaaah~~sakamoto sighed deeply~~........I don't know."

                        ××××××××××

Sorano's p.o.v.

I was walking in the dark streets,the cold wind was furiously blowing making me shiver.I hear a really loud sound who makes me jump startled.

'that was a thunder,I hope to find shelter before it begins to rain!' I nervously thought.

I really should've shut my mouth, because the very moment I thought that the rain was already pouring down!

I began running in a desperate attempting to find a place to shelter me from the rain.

For pure luck I spotted a tiny house,and I speeded up my race.by the time I was in front of the door I was completely soaked and the rain turned into a terrible storm.

I energetically knocked the door hoping someone was in the house.

🅣︎🅘︎🅜︎🅔︎🅢︎🅚︎🅘︎🅟︎

Thanks to the heavens someone was inside the house,there was a couple with two kids,they were so kind and generous

To let me stay in for the night!

Right now we are having dinner,we can hear the lighting outside.

Suddenly we heart a particularly loud thunder that scared the youngest child,her sister conforted her with a hug.

'this scene remember me something' I think as I smile nostalgically at the scene between the two sisters.

'knock-knock'

We suddenly heard,the father get up from his seat to go open the door,as he walked the knocking became more and more violent.

Before the man could even get in front of the door, someone broke it down,getting inside the house.

The man was tall and muscular,with various scars on his face and the scariest part was........  That he was covered in blood,and held a bloody axe.

The father,tried to kick him out,but before he could do anything that giant already hit him,cutting his shoulder.

His daughter screamed in terror at the view of their injured father, their mother  pulled them into her chest attempting to calm them.

"I'll stay here" was all the punk said.

🅣︎🅘︎🅜︎🅔︎🅢︎🅚︎🅘︎🅟︎

It has been two hours, we discovered that the man who broke in was a wanted criminal who somehow escaped prison.

Somehow I menaged to convince him to let me treat the young father, he agreed at the condition that I also treated him since he was also injured.

As I bandaged the criminal I started thinking how to get us out of this mess.

'the situation is really bad,even if he is injured he could easily kill us~~I thinked~~........I don't want to do that,I hate doing it,I have to think another way,there must be another way!"

                          ××××××××××

Sakamoto's p.o.v

I was inside the ship,looking at the window,I was wondering if that girl was okay with a weather like this.

"that's it!! I'll go search for her!"I said outloud as I headed toward the exit.

"Captain where are you going?" I hear Mustu say

"You are going to search for sorano-san right"She spoked before I could answer her ,I nodded determined at her.

"I'll come with you,If I don't you will surely get lost"

"Hahahah,mutsu you have been more mean to me lately......"I muttered the last part.

As when exited the huge kaientai ship we heard.......police sirens?

"What is the police doing here?"mutsu questioned confused.

As we walked towards them a policeman who saw us came towards us.

"Excuse me, did you happen to see this man" he asked us as he handed us the photo of a big man with scars on his face and a mean look on it

"No,I didn't saw him,why?"I asked him

"He is a criminal,he escaped from prison and already killed someone,we are trying to follow him,some witnessed affirm to have saw him around here"

At his words me and mutsu exchanged a single glance and immediately sprinted towards north(the direction Sorano took),leaving behind a speechless policeman.

                           ×××××××××

Sorano's p.o.v.

'this is bad' I thought nervously as I saw the huge guy getting more and more furious,why?because we could hear the sound of police sirens.

"ONE OF YOU BASTARDS CALLED THE POLICE!!!!"he roared furiously.

"We couldn't, you where with us the whole time!!!"the young woman tried to tell him,but was slapped hardly by him.

I instantly rushed toward her to see if she was badly injured,she just fainted from the blow.

"IF THE POLICE CAME HERE I'LL KILL YOU ALL!!"

In a outburst of anger he took one of the little girl from her tiny arm,lifting her like a ragdoll.

"Let her go"I say angrily,losing my shyness.

"what did you say slut?!"

He roughly putted down the child,heading towards me with a ferocious gaze.

He took me from the neck and lifted me up in the air,just like he did with the little girl. His hand was tightening arous my neck, it's painful,I can't breath.

I have to do something,but I can't do that........I hate fighting.

With my barely open eyes I see him raising his fist,ready to punch me.

'I have to,even if I hate it I have to do it!"

Just as I was ready to fight back I heard a shoot,I'm an instant I'm free from his grip and I can breath again,the criminal was in pain on the ground.

As I open my eyes I see sakamoto-san in front of me.

"S-sakamoto-san, what are you doing here?"

He grinned widely"hahahahahah! A gentleman always rescue a damsel in distress!!"

"I-I-I'm sorry for causing you trouble!!!"I squeaked embarrassed.

"Hahahahha, don't worry about it!!!~~he say as he lift me up, carrying me bridal style~~ now we're even! You saved me and now I saved you hahahahahah!!!!" He cheerfully say.

My face is so red.

                        ××××××××××××

After a while the police and mutsu-san arrived,the man was immediately handcuffed and I checked on the entire family, luckily all of them were alright.

I was thanked by the couple,for treating them and protecting their daughter......but I don't think I deserve their gratefulness.

After the police was gone I said goodbye to the little family,ready to continue my journey towards Edo.

Or at least I tried to,before being stopped by a certain obnoxious laugh.

"Hahahahhaha!listen sora-chan,you want a job as a doctor,right?"

"......y-yes"

"Then,why don't you join the kaientai!!!!we are a commercial company and travel space with a ship"

"Well,now that I think of it we don't have a doctor on board~~mutsu say while cupping her chin with her fingers~~this is the second time you said something smart today,you are exceeding my expectations"

"Hahahahhahhaa!was that a compliment?"

"I-I don't know what to say........ It's such a long time that I don't travel with company" I say,a nostalgic feeling growing inside me.

"So what do you say?"mutsu-san asked me

"Y-yes,thank you so much!"I exclaim as I bow my head to them repeatedly,making sakamoto-san laugh and mutsu-san smile a little at my overly polite behavior.

                          ××××××××××

"Wow! it's so big!!" I exclaim at the sight of the HUGE ship in front of me.

"Hahahahha,I know right?! It's beautiful isn't it?!" Sakamoto-san laughed loudly.

"It's amazing!!!mutsu-san,you are really extraordinary for managing all this"

Suddenly sakamoto-san laugh stopped.

"ehm.......the kaientai is not mine, it's actually sakamoto's"

"Eh? "

#4 hearts x 4 hearts #sakamoto tatsuma #sakamoto x oc #sakamoto tatsuma x oc #gintama fanfiction #gintama #gintama x oc

[imagine-gintama]

Hello, can I request a imagine of Okita, Kamui and Takasugi on how they will spend the day with their daughter alone?

Scenario of Okita, Kamui and Takasugi on how they will spend the day with their daughter alone!

Okita Sougo

       The sound of an infant’s cry rang throughout the house, waking up a blonde haired man who was happily sleeping just moments before. Sougo lifted up his scarlet sleep mask, groggily glancing at the clock. Eight-thirty in the morning. He stretched, reluctantly getting up, and made his way to the fairly new wooden crib. 

       “Shh…Dad is here.” Sougo mumbled trying to stop her crying but to no avail. Grabbing a diaper and a few baby wipes from the supply nearby, he attentively changed her diaper, cautious to not use too much force.

       After successfully cleaning her up, Sougo carefully snaked a hand under D/N’s head, gently lifting her up, bringing her head to rest on his shoulders. Patting the wailing baby’s back in an attempt to calm her down, he made his way to the kitchen. The cries slowly died down as he used his free hand to fill the kettle with water, preparing the baby formula.

       “Time to eat, D/N, open up~” The Shinsengumi captain cooed, placing the baby bottle next to her mouth. He held the bottle as she drank, careful to not feed too much at once. Her eyes never left his face as she joyfully drank. Sougo wondered how she managed to have such bright and round orbs. He  set down the bottle once she pushed it away.

       D/N made intelligible cute noises, and she swung her tiny hands around, laughing at her own antics. Attentively admiring her actions, Sougo softly poked her cheeks, causing the infant girl to grab his index finger with her petite hands. His cheeks warmed at the action.

       “We’ve got a long day ahead of us, D/N”

Kamui

       Kamui was roaming the streets of Edo hand in hand with his daughter. He’d figured that they would have the whole day to themselves, and what better way than to spend it roaming the streets of the city with the best food? That was until a small voice interrupted his chain of thought.

       “Papa, I’m tired and I’m hungry,” the cute voice of his 5 year old little girl said, her cute beady eyes looking up at her father. Kamui’s heart nearly melted at the sight, as he wondered when did she learn how to be so adorable. He leaned over reaching under the girl’s arms, lifting her and spinning her around before placing the small girl on his shoulders, allowing her to sit.

       “Papa will let you sit here for a bit, okay? What do you want to eat?” Kamui asked moving one hand to rest on his daughter leg to prevent her from falling, the other hand joyfully swinging his signature yato umbrella. He was in an incredibly good mood.

       “Hmm…I want what Papa wants!” she chirped.

       “Is that so? You’re so sweet D/N~” Kamui cooed, walking to a nearby dango store. He sat down at the store benches, quickly closing his umbrella and bringing D/N down from his shoulders, seating her next to him. Kamui peered at her face, it amazed him how cute she was, with her fluffy cheeks. He’s determined to protect her, no matter what.

       The waiter set down the various plates of different colored dango on the table, causing D/N to drool slightly. Her small hands reached out for a dango stick.

       “Papa, here you go!” She offered, extending the dango skewer as close to her fathers mouth as she could.  Kamui felt as if he were on top of the world— no, the universe. His favorite little girl was thinking of him before herself, and at such a young age.

       “Eat up so you become big and strong, D/N!”

Takasugi Shinsuke

       “Daddy!” Takasugi heard a cute voice exclaim, as the sound of small footsteps running behind him became increasing louder. He was slowly strolling the deck of the Kihetai ship until the small footsteps being created by his beloved 3 year old daughter cause him to stop. He turned around, just in time to see her trip on her own feet and fall, causing a small thud to echo around the ship.

       Takasugi quickly approached the small girl on the floor, kneeling down to reach for one of her arms. She reached out for his arm, pulling herself up. The Kiheitai leader noticed that she had scraped her knees. Takasugi noticed that D/N’s eyes began to water, and unconsciously braced for the cries that would follow.

       To his surprise, she didn’t cry, only sniffed, trying her best to hold back her tears that fell. Takasugi raised his hand, wiping the tears away from her small face. Bringing his hand up to her head, he patted it softly.

       “You don’t have to pretend to be strong, if it hurts, just cry.” Takasugi said, lightly ruffling her soft hair.

       She shook her head, hiccuping “It doesn’t h-hurt.”

       Takasugi sighed, lifting the small girl up to his chest while standing up, wondering where she had gotten her stubbornness from. He walked back into the ship and toward the medical rooms.

       “Let’s get you cleaned up, then we can do what you want.”

#gintama #takasugi #shinsuke #takasugi shinsuke #anime #imagines #scenario #scenarios #gintama imagines #okita #okita sougo #sougo #kamui #shinsengumi

[nicka-nell]

There is no such thing as a perfect world - Chapter 5: Your friend, my friend, our friend

Words in this chapter: 1.626

Warning: none

Chapter 4 - What is your favorite animale?

(y/n) = your name  |  (l/n) = your last name  |  (h/c) = hair color  | (e/c) = eye color

The next day she has breakfast alone because her brother has received a new murder case and had to get out early. Slowly she gets ready for her day and the date with Ushijima when the doorbell rings. With quick steps (y/n) walks towards the door and opens it. "Hello (y/n)." Ushijima greets her. "Hello Ushijima-san. Come in and sit down. I am just preparing the bento box for my brother, and then we can go.” She calls to him as she turns to take him to the living room. Arrived in the living room, he sits on her sofa and watches her fill the delicious smelling food into a small box. It smells really great, and he would love to taste the food. She seems to cook very well and what he can see from the corner of his eye also looks very healthy. "You have a brother?" Ushijima's calm voice sounds from the living room. He didn't know that. "Yes, his name is Yato, and he works for the police. That's why he often works in shifts. I don't know when he'll be back today, but I want him to have a nice meal when he comes here for a break.” She looks up at Ushijima, who is watching her closely. "At the police ..." he murmurs under his breath. So he lives here with her in this apartment? That makes sense. Such a large modern apartment with a garden alongside the living room is not cheap here in Japan. Calmly he looks at the wall on which several pictures hang. (y/n) can be seen on them with a man. They seemed to be close. Unlike her, the man appears to be very tall. He also looks many years older than her. Is that her brother she was talking about? No. He is too tall to be related to her. A photo of her parents doesn't seem to be anywhere. "Do your parents live here?" he asks without really thinking about the question. "My parents? No. Just my brother and me." She smiles but her smile doesn't look like what he saw on her all day yesterday. What is that look on her face? Just as she puts the bento box in the fridge and wants to go back to Ushijima, the doorbell rings again. She looks at the door in amazement, since it is too early for her brother. Furthermore, he has a key and would not ring the bell. She didn't order anything either, so it can't be the postman as well. When she opens the door, she sees a face that she hasn't seen for a long time. "Satori! What a surprise! What are you doing here?” She greets the red-haired man in front of her and hugs him joyfully. "Hello (y/n). I haven't seen you in so long, I was longing for you. ~ “He whines and walks past her into the apartment. "Shall we watch a movie today? I have two films with me here. They are actually creepy but I think the actress is so cute. Let's watch them!“ he grins. (y/n) looks sheepishly into the living room. "Oh eh ... so I actually have some plans today and I also have a visitor here ...", she sighs and scratches the back of her head. "Visitoooooors? Is it a man? Do you have a date? Uh I want to see him!”, curiously he jumps back and forth and storms towards the living room. "Satori wait!" She calls after him, but he's already in the living room. Her head jumps past Satori to Ushijima, and she is about to apologize for her rough friend when the two men look at each other with wide eyes. "Wakatoshi-kun? What are you doing here?” Satori asks in complete surprise. "Tendou? I have a date with (y/n).”, he replies completely naturally. The two seem to know each other well, (y/n) thinks. "Wait Wakatoshi-kun ... when you said that you are going to physiotherapy and that you want to thank your therapist, you mean my dear (y/n)? Oooh how exciting. ~“ He sings and takes (y/n) in his arms. "Yes exactly. And what are you doing here at (y/n)'s house?” He asks curiously and does not understand his friend's excitement. After all, it was Tendou who told him to thank his therapist. "I also went to her for treatment once, and we got on really well and became friends. ~" He says, pulling her along next to Ushijima on the sofa. (y/n) sits between Ushijima and Satori and with a big grin Satori looks at his friends. "So, what were you going to do today?" He asks the two of them, resting his head on his folded hands. "I wanted to go to the park with (y/n)," Ushijima says before she can answer. "In this weather? Wakatoshi-kun it should still rain today. Moreover, I have a few films with me. Now the three of us are having a nice evening. Uh that's sooo exciting! Unite with my two best friends! ~” He sings again. While shaking her head, she puts her head in her hands and looks up at Ushijima apologetically. What exactly does Satori want to achieve with this? Besides, Ushijima certainly doesn't want to waste his time with her and Satori. He sure wants to go home. "Is that okay with you?" She then asks him. With his head leaning to the side, he looks at (y/n). "If it's okay with you. I wouldn't have a problem with that.” He answers her without emotion and then looks over at his friend. He doesn't care whether he goes to the park or stays here. The only thing that is important to him right now is that she is with him. Even if he doesn't understand why. Satori joyfully puts in the first film, and they start to watch it. All three of them stare intently at the screen, at the young man who is in an abandoned house and is looking for his wife when a strange creature suddenly attacks him. While Satori starts laughing because he thinks it's so funny, (y/n) is startled and grabs Ushijima's arm. Questioning, he looks down at her. Why is she clinging to his arm like that? "Everything ... okay?", his eyes get a little bigger than usual and her (e/c) eyes, which have just looked up to him, wander down to her hands that holding Ushijima's strong arm. "Eh! I'm sorry!”, hastily she apologizes and let's go of him embarrassed. He still looks questioningly in her direction. "Wakatoshi-kun you have to hug her. I think our little (y/n) is a little afraid of the scary scenes in the film.” Satori grins. "Oh?", it is not a real answer, but also not a question that he gives Satori as a response. She is about to contradict him, but (y/n) falls silent when she feels two strong arms on her body that pull her to Ushijima. "You shouldn't see something like that if you're afraid of it." she hears Ushijima's voice above her and looks up at him. For a brief moment she has the feeling that she sees a slim smile on Ushijima's lips. But she is probably wrong. Now she smiles at him and leans her head against his chest to finish watching the movie with the two men. With her warm body on his chest, his heart starts beating too fast again. He noticed that it only beats so unevenly when he is near her. With long breaths he tries to calm down and hopes that she won't hear his fast heartbeat. What he and (y/n) don't notice, is the observant look of their friend, who can't resist a triumphant grin. However, they have a nice evening and (y/n) says goodbye to Satori shortly before eleven, who suddenly had to leave again. Supposedly he has to go back because he has to feed his cat. As far as she knows, he doesn't have a cat. But well... Nobody knows what is actually going on in Satori's head. Ushijima also has to go home, because tomorrow he will have his first training after his injury with the kneecap. After putting on his shoes, he looks at (y/n). "I'll play volleyball again tomorrow." He tries to keep the conversation going because for some reason he doesn't want to leave. "Yes that makes me happy. Just don't hurt yourself again.”, smirking, she looks at him. With her words and her beautiful smile he can't help it and a small, tiny grin can be seen on his lips. "I'll do it. Do you want to give me your number? Then I can write to you how the training went." Did he really ask her for her number? What is wrong with him? Why do words come out of his mouth that he doesn't want to say at all? He just wanted to say goodbye. A little surprised, she stretches out her hand forward and asks him to give her his cell phone. He takes it out of his pocket and hands it over to her. After half a minute she gives it back to him with a bright look. "So then Ushijima-san. I'm looking forward to hearing from you.” A little awkward, he looks back and forth between his cell phone and the woman in front of him. Actually, he'd like to talk to her longer. But he should say goodbye now. "Just call me Wakatoshi. I will write to you then.”, he speaks softly to himself and turns around. Again he said something that was not meant for her ears. While shaking his head, he hopes that she didn't hear his words and sets off for home.

Chapter 6 - Just look, don't touch. No, looking is also forbidden!

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