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yanderederee · 11 months
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Nerd’n’ShiningArmor
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April2nd, 2004
Before… › here! › next! › …
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Ryoko teasingly asked her son, “why did I just get a phone call from the nearby vet asking for you to pick up a cat?”
Busted-
Keisuke never technically asked if he could keep the cat, but after a little sob story about how you cried over the poor kitten’s broken form, Ryoko found herself bending backwards.
She owed you a lot for all your help, after all. Caring for a disabled kitten wouldn’t be the end of the world.
Keisuke went to inform you of Sango’s release as soon as he could. It’d be easier if he could afford a flip phone or something, but face to face was better.
Just before he reached the front door, he realized.
..he forgot his damn glasses. He backtracked to his room, pulling the hair tie from his wrist and twirling it around his hair to pull back most of it. He wasn’t as picky as he used to be when it came to how slicked back he kept his ponytail, leaving behind a few bang pieces to hide his ears.
Baji slid the frames up his nose, and made his way out the door for the second time.
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He first came to your house four weeks ago.
In those four weeks, he’d walked you home once a week. He tried doing so more often, worried about who might be lurking in the shadows these days. And while it wasn’t his place to force his hospitality, you seemed adamant that he shouldn’t walk you home most days.
You were hiding something, and by the looks of it, the source was your home.
You get especially defensive when he brought up your parents.
He didn’t press about it, but even as time passed and he began warming up to your company, his concerns began to fester.
But he took his mom’s advise when he went to her for it: don’t pry. You helped him more than enough already, the least he could do was give you space and patiently wait for you to confide in him, if you ever so chose to do so.
Baji was trying to be patient.
There was an unsettling feeling pooling in his stomach when he finally found his way in front of your house.
Was there normally a car parked on the side of your house?
Baji paused. No, your house was definitely more occupied now than it’s ever been. Yet, it felt… haunted. Why was he getting nervous? He could turn around and not even deal with it. Pick up Sango by himself and tell you the next time you run into eachother. That’d be smarter.
So why?
His legs were moving on their own, and a simmering feeling of worry started to steep in his chest.
Why was he angry?
Why was he rushing to the door?
Suddenly, a memory of your fave came to mind. That’s why, he concluded.
That distant, far away look you sported at every mention of your parents.
He couldn’t accurately explain it, but knowing you were home with your parents put a weird, instinctively bad feeling.
Turning on ‘the boy-next-door type charm’, Baji’s hardened resolve knocked on the door before an actual game plan was thought out.
When the door opened, it was your form that greeted him, to his surprise. You were dressed a little different, and the way you moved was forced with more grace. But it was you, and he couldn’t take his eyes off you.
“K-Keisuke?” You gasped, starring into his glasses with a shocked expression. You closed the door a little bit, trying to hide a nervous flicking gaze back and forth before looking at him like nothing happened.
“What’s up?” You asked.
Every single word died in his throat. Gaping like a fool, he simply repeated the words he was supposed to say. “The clinic. They just called, said Sango’s free to go home. So,” he unintentionally swept his gaze over what little he could see in your house.
On Mondays, you’d invite him inside the house, if nothing more than to offer snacks or study late. The atmosphere of the house felt much different than it had in the past.
You seemed to grow progressively nervous, feet fiddling together.
Was it your father? Or your mother too? Trying to recall, he’s baffled to realize he didn’t know a single thing about your family.
You’ve never had the opportunity to own a pet before, as your parents are “allergic”. And, that they work Late. He knew when you spoke truth or lie, you were no good at hiding it.
For which reason are you nervous, right now?
Was it due to how your parents would react?
“T-that’s great..! Um, r-right now isn’t a great time,” you tried to whisper something to him, tiptoeing to inch closer and he helped your endeavor by leaning closer. “My parents aren’t in a good m-“ you tried, but the door swung open quickly, and you gasped as you were pulled in sturdily.
A man just about Keisuke’s height came into view, glaring behind the reflect of his glasses. “Who are you?” He asked quickly, quickly.
Keisuke felt himself need to respond quickly, all else meaning death.
“Baji Keisuke.”
“Why are you here?”
“I-I had a question. Y/n helps tutor me.”
“Why not text her?”
“I don’t have a phone, sir.”
S I R ? He’s never used that for any old geezer.
“Hm.” Your father narrows again, at you.
“How does he know where we live?” He asked you, in a much quieter decibel, but with all the same strict quick force.
“He’ll walk me home on nights I feel unsafe,” you lied.
“Why were you out at night? You’re always indoors by 7pm, isn’t that right?”
“Y-yes, m-most .. most days. I.. may have overlooked the time, some days.” You admitted while staring at the ground firmly.
“Typical.” Your dad rolled his eyes. “Thank you for being mindful of my daughter’s inconveniences. Please refrain from coming here again, though.”
“I’m very strict on curfew. What with all these biker gangs revving their engines at ungodly hours.” Your father looked Baji up and down dramatically.
He had never been more thankful to wear his school clothes. Baji tucked his canines back and talked a little more gently.
“That prescription seems awfully high for a man your age.” Your dad spoke with a definite air, yet stood at the door prepared for any feedback.
Baji faltered out, “I-I used to read a lot. In the dark. Messed up my sight really bad. By reading a lot. In the dark.”
You wanted to giggle at how lamecute of an excuse it was, but you held it back with professionalism. Baji noticed this. And smiled just a little bit.
“You seem like an okay kid, Baji. Now, if you’ll excuse-” before your father had the chance to close the door, Baji stiffly stuck his foot out.
Your father was not a fan of this.
The air surrounding them seemed to thicken.
“S-sorry, wait, I mean.. I still, needed to ask my question.” He shoveled out under sweat.
“… right, go on than.” Your father nodded and opened the door just wide enough and stepped back just enough for you to peek past.
Baji was stunned. He didn’t actually have a question.
“M-my mother has offered to treat.. you to dinner, as apprentice, for my better scores.”
Trying to Talking smart was hard.
The three of you were quiet. You couldn’t reply without your Father’s say, and your father was not saying anything.
“..D-dad, I’ve met with Ms. Baji a few times now, t-to deliver fruit gift bags as our family’s thankful gesture. She’s very kind.” You added to the statement, careful to hide your glint of excitement.
“She’ll decline. Your shirt is absolutely covered in cat hair. Fix that. Goodnight.” You father said coldly, before closing the door gently.
Both you and Baji were baffled at the encounter.
The only choice you had was to accept that for what it was, and talk about it later.
But Baji really really just wanted to swing the door open and give that high and mighty punk ass dad of your a clean uppercut. Alas, he held back. Especially once he caught glimpse of your waving figure in the closest visible window.
He smiled at your frazzled expression. He walked over quickly and quietly. You opened the window just an inch.
“I’m sorry about him. My dad works late a lot, but he’s always home on Fridays. He’s very picky with the people I associate, is all.”
“About Sango… I-I can.. figure out how manage, later …” your whisper dies low, and Keisuke nods.
“Don’t worry about it, mom said we could keep Sango. Told her bout how we found her and she cried buckets,” he chuckled affectionately. “Come visit her anytime you want, or to study… whatever.”
His last sentence caught you a little off guard, as you caught a sliver of his affectionate gaze, Behind the plastic rims.
“A-anyway, I’ll see you later.” Baji straighten up his glasses, and gave dramatic robotic like wave.
Like a lovesick puppy, you rested your cheek on your hand, watching him walk away at brisk pacing. Your Nerd is Shining Armor. ♡
Well, I was going to add more to this, but I think this is cute as is, and I’m getting into Angsty writing now so~ ❀
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cheesus-doodles · 10 months
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Potions
TR Harry Potter AU with Muggle!Reader
Harry Potter AU Masterlist | Masterlist
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more of Muggle!Reader's adventures in Hogwarts - another soul freed from the drafts it's been two years... fly you fool, fly! feeling annoyed today because I got scammed by a art thief and now I have to initiate a Paypal dispute and claim tsk
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"W-wait. You're cutting them wrong." Your hand came to a gentle rest atop his for a mere moment before you pulled away, though it was enough to stop him from bringing his knife down a second time. "You have to crush it first, then chop them into one inch sections." Even amidst the bubbling of liquids and the crackling of fire, Kazutora could hear your soft whisper loud and clear from where you were seated at the far end of the shared bench, floated along above the voices of students' discussions.
The unamused drawl of the Professor's monotonous voice cut through the heavy silence as he berated a pair of cowering students up front of some unknown mistake, with most of the others - unlike Mikey and Baji sat in the row in front - bowed over as if in silent prayer, hoping against hope that they do not draw his ire next. Sandy brown eyes lifted from his work as he scrapped the processed ingredient into a small bowl, turning his gaze on you as he passed it over. "Here."
"Thanks," you mumbled, careful not to touch his skin again when you accepted the small dish, adding it into the brewing, bubbling potion. "Could you...?" You made a small swishing motion, and it still took a moment before Kazutora realised what you were asking, hurriedly nodding before doing the final spell needed; Mikey did inform him earlier that you still weren't very proficient at any wandwork.
You were an absolute mystery to the blond and black-haired boy; not in the sense that he didn't know who you were. He had been in the same train carriage after all, when Mikey had discovered you and had immediately taken you under his wing despite the protests from the rest of his friends.
All of them were very clear on what the consequences could be if Hogwarts, let alone the Ministry of Magic, found out that they were harbouring a muggle. Yet, those unblinking eyes watching on as you worked quickly and with surprising confidence to bottle up the end result into tiny vials, you didn't even seem to blink an eye at finding out that magic was real, like what the six of them had expected. What you feared more than anything was being sent back to wherever it was you came from. Kazutora certainly knew that look of panic in your eyes well; he had seen the same in his own reflected in the mirror before.
"I'll go submit this now." Your small voice piped up as you gathered up the vials, stopping only to give a tug on Mikey's sleeve as if to reassure yourself - your blond friend sat just the row ahead alongside Baji - before making your way to the front of the classroom.
It was only yours and his second Potions class, but it was clear that you were well on your way to not only the top Potions student but also the sullen Professor's favourite, given the rare praise that slipped his lips on the color of the potions that you turned in for the both of you. You didn't like the attention that got you however, scurrying back to your seat as quickly as you could, making sure to give Kazutora all the space by squeezing yourself at the far end.
But he couldn't find it in himself to get even the slightest bit angry at you for all your cowardliness, not when you couldn't even meet his empty gaze. Not when you had gone out of your way to cook him a lunch box after the first class. "Thanks for your help again," was all you could bring yourself to whisper out, before returning to fiddling with your hands on your table, occasionally glancing up and in Mikey's direction.
Kazutora decided that he rather liked having you around.
Hesitatingly, the duo-color haired boy reached out to lightly tug at the sleeve of your uniform, and you seemed to almost jump out of your skin at the unexpected contact. "So, do you cook often?"
What a stupid question, the boy berated himself, but you didn't seem the slightest bit angry, your eyes instead lighting up with excitement at having something to talk about. You nodded. "Do you like to cook too?" You whispered back.
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One row ahead, both Baji and Mikey turned almost in unison at hearing quiet chatter rolling on, though Mikey couldn't deny the twitch of jealousy in his chest at hearing you get along fine with Kazutora of all people. Interesting.
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stxrmylxve · 1 year
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Hi!
One of your big fans here.
I love your writing style 💜
May I ask what would be your take for TR guys confessions? Like they would know they are in love and come to terms with it and they would decide to confess to their s/o.
Thank you for considering my request :)
aww baby hi!! im so glad you like my stuff <33 ofc i can! i live for these confessions :)
Mikey:
wouldn’t ever come to terms with it
he thinks he just likes your company
its draken that has to tell him
once he gets it through his head, he blushes every time he sees you
bro is a tomato when he sees you though-
has no clue how to confess
like.. at all
”y/n i like you.”
that’s it, that’s all you get
you can’t help but giggle as he stands there confused
”is that good?” he asks draken as the man shakes his head
”sure mikey, sure.”
Draken:
much more mature so he immediately recognized his feelings
has a hard time confessing though
constant thoughts flood his mind
is that cheesy? do you want gifts? will it be awkward?
so worried over nothing
buys big flowers and all, dresses up, looks handsome and all
and you simply say “you kno, i dont need all these gifts”
he stands there in awe as you give him a small peck with a giggle
you take the flowers and hold your hand out, taking his into yours as you both walk together
he wasn’t leading this anymore, it was all you
Mitsuya:
the ultimate package
mature enough to realize he has feelings AND knows how to confess
it helps having sisters i guess
abnormally calm around you
internally he is freaking out, don’t lie
”y/n.” he says, breaking you out of your studying trance as you looked up
before you could even answer, he pushes the hair away from your eyes with a soft smile
”i like you. i’ve liked you for a while. would you be interested in going on a date with me?”
you’re done. nope.
fall over red as he peers over at you with a laugh
he’s just so.. AHH dreamy
Chifuyu:
okay so here’s the funny thing
you fell for him first
you hid it though, worried he would not like you as a friend and you hated to loose the great friendship you had with him and baji
but when he formed a liking?
ho ho ho that was a game changer
he was a whole nother person around you
“baji.. is he okay?” you asked
“y/n are you an idiot? he likes you” baji says with a desdpanned look
”baji-san! i wanted to tell them!”
Baji:
he’s like a cat
if he likes you, expect him all over you
not in a nsfw way LOL
He just loves you sm
loves affection too omg
the best cuddles 24/7
buys you little gifts
he never actually confessed himself lol
it was just so natural and then it just like… happened
one minute he had his face tucked into your tummy the next you two were kissing
but he got you so it’s a win-win
Hanma:
“kisaki~ where is y/n?” hanma asks as he leans back in his chair
”in her office-“
”alright cya later”
loves visiting you
always comes in, whether you’re talking with someone or not, with a goofy smile
”baby!” he comes in, completely ignoring the other co-worker as he slung his lanky arms around you
”hanma, someone is in here right now. can you give me a few minutes? just sit on the couch over there please”
he sits there with a pout on his face as he glares daggers into the back of the other persons’s skull
once they leave, he is all over you again
places a few kisses on your neck, temple, all over your face as you laugh
”you know, people might think that we’re a couple, hanma”
”then let’s be one.”
Izana:
has no good understanding about true love
kakucho has to quiz him in order to get to the bottom of his feelings for him
”izana, you like them.”
”what?? no way, i just think of them as a cute friend.”
”there’s no such think, you like them.”
”no!”
”yes, you do.”
awkward from that point on with you
”everything alright izana?”
you were met with silence as you paused the massage on his shoulders, allowing him to fall back into your chest
”kaku says i like you. but i just think you’re cute… is that the same thing?”
you give him a soft smile and place a small peck on his nose as you nod
”yes, it’s the same thing silly”
Takemichi:
“i- well- i guess. do I? Chifuyu… do i?!”
full on panics
what if you dont like him back?
what if you think he is a crybaby?
what if you think of him only as a friend?
what if…
”takemichi, it’s fine. I can set you up, just give her the note and run!” chifuyu says with a devious smile as takemichi gulps
in the end, he fails, forgets the note, and end up stammering over his words like a child
”i.. uhm.. y/n..”
forgets his words completely
”takemichi, look at me and say it.” you say softly
he meets your warm gaze, suddenly gaining all the confidence he needed
”y/n i like you!” he says with a unnecessary bow
“stand up silly, no need to be so formal.”
Shinichiro:
total daddy
ANYWAYS
knows what he’s doing
he’s sadly done this before with other people, all of which either cheated on him or left him alone and hurt
he thinks you’re just… different
you give the vibe that no matter what, even if it needed to be ended, you would be hurt too
”uhm.. y/n can we talk?” he says, alerting you as you turned around to meet his shy gaze
”what’s up?” you ask, setting down your things
“what would you do, theoretically, if i said i liked you..?” he says fidgeting with his fingers
“is that a confession?” you challenge with a smile
”depends” he says, joining your smile with a grin of his own
“then i would say yes, theoretically of course.”
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authorluvgxbby · 2 years
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TR Boys x Bullied! Reader
Genre: Hurt to comfort
Characters: Mikey, Draken, Mitsuya, and Baji
Warnings: cursing, bullying, insults, self-harm, mentions of blood
Reader is Gender Neutral
Request
A/N: heyyy luv! I apologize for the long wait of getting to your request. I hope you like it!
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Mikey
“Hey! There they are!” one of the bullies said. The leader of the group waltzes up to you with a devious smirk plastered on her face. “Well, well, well,” he says looking you up and down in disdain, “if it isn’t the school’s freak!” she giggles as the rest of the group follows suit. “They’re always all alone, it’s no wonder why they don’t go out,” one of them chimed. Tears began to well in your eyes as the bullies continued their onslaught of insults spewed towards you. You try to push past them in hopes of trying to get out of the situation, only to be yanked by your backpack and thrown to the floor. Gritting your teeth, you reach out to get your backpack, only to have a foot stomp on your hand. You yelp, quick to retract your hand and look up at the scornful face of the girl. “How pathetic,” she spits, eyeing your crouched form on the ground, “I can’t believe Mikey is actually dating a freak like you.” Her words pierced your heart at the mention of your beloved boyfriend. “I bet he’s just doing it out of pity,” she jeers. “That’s not true!” you shout, your voice trembling as you try to defend the little dignity you had left, “he wouldn’t do that!” “Is that so?” she sneers, “No one would date a weirdo like you unless they were crazy!” That was the last thing she said before walking away with the rest of the group, leaving you full of tears and a sore hand. As you gathered your belongings, doubts began to rush through your mind as the bully’s words replayed in your head. Did he really date me out of pity? Am I that dull for someone like Mikey? When it was the end of the day, you walked past the school gates and was greeted by a familiar warm smile and the sound of a revving CB250T bike. “Hey babe! How was-” Mikey was cut off when he saw your bandaged hand and your tear streaked face. You greet him with a small nod, eyes averting his questioning ones as you silently mount his bike while mumbling, “Can we just go please?” He doesn’t press you as to what happened, only obeying your request to leave, thinking it would be best to talk to you when the both of you were alone. When he feels your arms around his waist, he speeds off onto the streets of tokyo. When you reach Musashi shrine, Mikey parks his bike and is quick to get off so he could help you off as well. But instead of taking his hand, you get off yourself while walking past him to the steps of the shrine without a word. He froze for a moment at your sudden coldness toward him, but he was quick to grab  shoulder to stop you. “What the hell happened?” he asked, his seriousness was gentle as he spoke. You shook your head, “I don’t want to talk about it.” “You don’t have much of a choice y/n,” he turns you around, forcing you to meet his stern gaze. Finally, after holding back your tears and heartache, you broke down, gripping Mikey’s shirt as you gave in to him. Slowly, he wraps his arms around your waist while listening to your sobs. When you're done letting everything out, Mikey sits you down on the steps of the shrine with him and gently coaxes you into telling him what had happened. When you do tell him, he stays silent while giving you his full attention, not bothering to ask questions, but just to listen to what you had to say. When you're finished, there’s nothing but a heavy silence between you two until he finally says, “Is that all?” you nod timidly, looking down to the ground as you fidget with your hands. Mikey takes your hands in his own, “Do you wanna know the reason why I’m dating you?” You sniff, using your sleeve to wipe your eyes, “Why?” you croak. He gently cupped your cheek, “Because being around you gives me so much peace of mind. It’s like…the sun shines so much brighter when I’m with you,” he says, his soft voice matching with the strokes of his thumb against your tear-stained cheek. “y/n, don’t listen to what those people have to say because no matter what I’ll always love you.” “Introvert tendencies and all?” you whisper, hopeful eyes searching for his own. He chuckles, “Introvert tendencies and all,” he says, pressing a kiss to your forehead. 
    Draken
“Hey, y/n?” you stopped skipping and turned on your heel to face your boyfriend. “Yes, ken?” “Is-” he pauses, eyes softening at your questioning stare, “is there anything you need to tell me?” he breathes out, shoving his hands in his pockets. Your heart skips a beat, and your ears begin to ring. You were thankful to have such a caring, attentive boyfriend who could sense if something was wrong, but at the same time you cursed at how quick he could pick up on your mood, since you were never the type to take confrontation so easily. “Hmmm, no. Why do you ask?” He walks up to you, frowning slightly as he knits his brows together, studying your features before prying further. “Nothing happened at school?” he questions, watching as you chew on your lip, looking away from him, “Anyone bothering you?” His questions hang heavy on your shoulders as you try to think of a way to change the subject, but nothing comes to mind. At the moment, you basically chewed your lip off raw, tortuous images flashing across your mind as you remembered what your rude, rival classmate had said to you before leaving school with Draken. “C’mon, be for real y/n. A guy like him wouldn’t date someone who can barely handle being around people. You’d just be a burden around him!” fresh tears began to streak down your cheeks as the few sentences settled at the pit in your stomach. “y/n?” Draken takes hold of your face, eyes concerned as he watches you slowly breakdown. “Ken…,” you whimper, sniffling as you choke out words between sobs, “Do you really love me?” Draken’s frown deepens as he listens to your small whimpers. Seeing you in tears broke his heart, and the worst of it all, someone made his poor angel cry. “What kind of question is that?” he wipes your tears with the pads of his thumbs, sighing as he cradles your body into a warm embrace, “Of course I love you. More than you know,” he whispers, gently running a calloused hand through your hair.
           Mitsuya
It has been twenty minutes since Mitsuya has sat you down across from him, but to you it feels like a lifetime has passed by. He’s been eyeing you down, not in a bad way, but in the “you’re hiding something from me and I need to know '' kind of way. Meanwhile, you’ve been chewing on your lip and fidgeting with your fingers behind your back to the point where your hands began to cramp. It was as if you were a child about to get scolded by their mother for something they did. And knowing your motherly-natured boyfriend, the two of you would be sitting there for hours until you finally tell him what’s been bugging you. He knew your weakness and as much as you hated to admit it, you’d have to say something to him sooner, otherwise you’d surely die from the awkward tension. “Are you gonna tell me what’s wrong or do I have to force it out of you like this?” He asks. You grimaced at the thought, your fidgeting quickly escalating to itching your covered wrists as you slightly draw blood from your bruised lips. Tasting the bitter taste of chopper, you swallow thickly as you struggle to face Mitsuya’s prying gaze. “ Nothings wrong,” You mumbled, wincing slightly as you felt the sting from the scratch marks left on your hands. The last thing you wanted was to burden him with your problems at school and have him confront the people responsible for bothering you. You hated confrontation. Just like what he was doing right now. “Something is wrong,” he whispers to himself, taking your hidden hands into his own, glaring at the self-made marks on your delicate hands. “When you’re nervous or scared, you fidget with your hands, even if it hurts you,” he voices. “y/n, who’s picking on you?” he grunts, eyes focused on your scratch-covered hands and wrists as he gently runs his hands over them. Tears prick at the corner of your eyes, threatening to spill at any moment. Why was he so perfect? Why did he have to be such a caring person? How did you catch his eye? All questions were answered with a kiss on your hands and a kind smile being gifted to your teary-eyed gaze. “Don’t cry. I’ll make sure they don’t bother you anymore.” He leans over you, pressing feathery kisses to the salty drops that fall from your eyes. “You knew?” He hums, pulling away to caress your damp cheek. “I always knew. Draken told me. But, I knew you didn’t want me to get involved because you wanted to handle it on your own,” he says, “but when it was getting out of hand, I couldn’t help but ask you about it.” You could feel your heart clench at his truthful words and his concerns. “Mitsuya, I-” “Don’t apologize,” he grins, silencing you with a sweet kiss to your lips, “it's good that you want to handle confrontation on your own. But start out small, like asking your boyfriend for help,” he teases, earning a small smile from you. “Ok.” Smiling himself, he kisses you once more. 
         Baji
“Baji-san!” Chifuyu calls from down the hallway. Baji sighs, turning around to face his concerned friend. “Chifuyu, what the fuck did you do now? It’s my lunch-” “I think something bad is happening to y/n-san,” he gasps, hunching over to catch his breath after running up god knows how many stairs. At the mention of his s/o, Baji is quick to question him, forgetting all about eating his yakisoba lunch. “What happened?” His voice is dark and cold, his whole aura changing in a split second as he imagines all the things he’d do to the people who’d dare even think about hurting his s/o. It’s one thing to mess with a member of his division, let alone a friend of his, but by god Baji would give someone a one way ticket to hell if he heard someone harmed his s/o. Noticing the change in Baji’s tone, the vice division captain straightens up, realizing Baji wasn’t taking any shit at the moment. “I heard a group of y/n-san’s classmates hurting her. I think…I think they’ve been bullying her.” “Where,” he growls, fists balling at his sides as he does his best not to lose his temper. When he finds out everything, all hell breaks loose. His ears were ringing, his blood boiling, his mind going blank with rage as he made his way to your classroom. When he gets inside, he sees you cornered at the back of the classroom with three guys surrounding you. “Are you seriously dating the Baji Keisuke? The first division captain of Toman? What a joke!” one sneers, towering over you with a menacing glare. “A guy like him doesn’t date weak nuisances like you,” another spat. You don’t say anything, too scared to fight back against their insults and dirty looks.“Hey…,” the one in the middle growls, taking a closer step toward you as he reaches out and grips the collar of your shirt, “we’re talking to you. You think you’re all tough, huh?!” he raises his hand, bringing down to your face. Preparing what’s to come you turn your head away, waiting for the pain to bear down on you once more, but instead, nothing comes. Screams and cries of pain filled your ears. The grip on your shirt was loosened. Peaking an eye out, you see all three bullies beaten and bloodied, while a familiar long-haired boy stands in front of you, eyes flashing red with cooling rage with bruised knuckles dabbled in blood. “B-baji?” you squeak, swallowing thickly as your long-haired lover turns to face your shaking form. He’s quick to tower over you, expressionless as he locks his jaw. Before you could blink, you end up in a bone-crushing hug as he mumbles a spew of apologies and scoldings your way. “Jesus, thank god you’re alright. I’m so sorry. Why didn’t you tell me something? What would’ve happened if Chifuyu didn’t tell me you were getting bullied? Would you have let them try to hit you again?” While Baji was caught in his worries, you couldn’t help the smile curling on your lips as you listened to the fearsome member of Toman turn soft in your presence. However, you couldn’t fight the guilt punching you in your stomach. “Sorry Kei, I just…didn’t want you to think I was weak. I-I wanted to handle things sooner but-,” when you try to meet his gaze, he pushes your head into his chest, muffling your words. “Don’t say dumb shit like that, idiot,” he mutters, his grip on you growing tighter, “if you need help then ask. Don’t be a dumbass like Chifuyu. Besides, I’m your boyfriend. It’s my job to protect you. So let me do my damn job.” he sighs, nuzzling his cheek against your hair. “O-ok, but um…Baji?” “Hm?” “Could you, maybe loosen up a bit? I can’t breathe,” you groan, taking in a breath of air as Baji loosens his hold on you. “Ah~gomen babe,” he says sheepishly, a small blush tinting his cheeks. Giggling, you peck his cheek, “Of course, Keisuke.”
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lucifugousart · 9 months
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Childhood friends bonding moment 🎨🎻
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kittyzu · 1 year
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I’m not in love, it’s just a game we do ..
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warnings - nsfw, stepcest, name calling, infidelity, blowjob, unprotected sex
a/n - i don’t care for discourse.
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this would eventually come back to bite you in the ass. he was married and you had a long term boyfriend who you loved more than anything. he knew it and it’s why he got off on the idea of having you at his every whim.
“yeah, fuck - just like that” he bites his bottom lip as you swallow around his cock, eyes crossing from the intrusion but never one to back down.
“yeah, fuck - just like that” he bites his bottom lip as you swallow around his cock, eyes crossing from the intrusion but never one to back down.
he pulls your head off by your hair and pushes you onto you back. he manhandles you so easily that it should upset you but it only turns you on more.
“what a filthy whore, sucking your step brothers cock like a cheap slut” he chuckles darkly, “you sure you love that fucker?”
“kei.. don’t” you say but it breaks off into a loud moan as he slips his thick cock into you without warning. he was always so eager to fuck you raw, filling you with his cum on purpose. you never did let your boyfriend fuck you without a condom.
“that’s it bitch” he grins, “take my cock”
you arch your back, nails gripping the sheets hard enough to rip through the cotton. it was even filthier, allowing your own brother, even if you weren’t blood related, to be fucking you into the mattress of your childhood bed.
the same bed where he would comfort you from nightmares and old breakups. it was disgusting and you couldn’t stop. it felt so good especially when you knew he wasn’t fucking anyone, let alone his own wife, the way he fucked you.
“shit yeah” he moans, “fuck yourself on my cock, show me what a good little slut you are”
you lift your hips, using all your strength to fuck him the way he likes. he smirks, pressing his thumb against your clit as he watched with rapid attention the place you were joined. it was creamy and wet, better than sex could ever be with your boyfriend.
“cum on my cock and i’ll give you what you really want” he whispers, leaning down to kiss your jaw, “all my cum”
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bebesanzu · 1 year
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omg I forgot to post this here😭😭
anyways, a little late happy baji day!!
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little baji bc he’s adorable🤍
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mackjlee9 · 1 year
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[Kinktober 2022]
Character & Prompt;
Baji Keisuke| Somnophilia
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Warning; homophobic slurs, homophobic!homosexual!baji, non-con somnophilia.
!All Characters Alive AU(?!
Baji wasn't exactly a good guy, and he was aware of it, but he was also aware of what he wanted the most.
And that was (M/n). His hot roommate.
They went to different universities, and they met when one of Baji's friends told him he knew of someone who needed a roommate, and Baji needed a place to stay since his last girlfriend kicked him out. Chifuyu was a nice guy, unlike him.
The first time they met, it was normal, nothing too out of the ordinary, they were actually starting to get along a few weeks after, but then, (M/n) brought a guy over. An overly clingy and flirty guy, who was clearly drunk and/or high. (M/n) made eye contact with Baji, who was sitting on the living room couch, and he picked up the guy, walking to his room.
"Sorry about the noise," was all he said before closing the door. Baji didn't hear much, he just thought that (M/n) had to take care of his drunk friend, but soon after that, he heard really loud and high-pitched moans, followed by the creaking noise of (M/n)'s bed.
Disgusted -and extremely jealous- Baji left the place and wandered out in the night, ending up fighting a dude who thought was stronger than him, only to get his shit beat up by the black-haired male.
Ever since that day, Baji looked at (M/n) with disgust in his eyes, calling him homophobic slurs such as faggot, and anything his small brain could come up with, some slurs weren't even meant for gay men but he said them anyway. Of course, (M/n) didn't think much of it, he was used to being hated on for liking men, and he learned to live with that, after all, other people's words don't define him.
However, his indifference didn't stop Baji at all, he just kept doing the same immature thing over and over again.
And one night, (M/n) had stayed up late with a friend for a project they were working on for one of his university classes, and he had already gone to bed after finishing his part. His friend was still there to finish up too, and soon as he was done, he closed the laptop and picked up his stuff, ready to leave. That was when Baji opened the front door, watching as (M/n)'s friend walked out with his head down.
"Disgusting homo," Baji muttered to himself, and (M/n)'s friend just ignored him, looking down at his phone.
Baji walked in and closed the door behind him. The place was quiet, maybe too quiet, so he guessed (M/n) was asleep.
"Damn, can't even take his fucktoy home," wanting to make fun of him, Baji walked toward (M/n)'s bedroom, opened the door, and stepped in with a smirk on his face.
Well, his smirk was soon gone when he realized two things.
(M/n) was already asleep, and... he had an erection.
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Groaning and frowning in his sleep, (M/n) blinked a few times as he started waking up. He had no idea how long he's been asleep but... he was now very, very much awake.
For a moment, he was surprised by what he saw, but soon his surprise turned into cockiness, and with a smirk, he placed his arms under his head, observing how Baji was biting down on his shirt, muffling his whines as he struggled to ride (M/n)'s cock.
His eyes were closed, so Baji didn't realize (M/n) had already woken up and was staring at him with amusement. He was babbling words, his hands scratching (M/n)'s abdomen as he struggled to get more stimulation, his cock twitching, and leaking pre-cum, but he was constantly edging himself, he needed (M/n) to fuck him hard.
Hearing a chuckle, Baji opened his eyes, making eye contact with (M/n) who stared at him with a superior look in his eyes.
"To-touch me, I... I need you so bad~," but of course, (M/n) wasn't gonna give Baji what he wanted.
Baji realized that as well when his thighs started trembling, burning from the work he was putting his body through and he couldn't keep going.
"(M/n), please, please~ just fuck me already, make me feel good..." Staying still, Baji felt how (M/n)'s cock pushed deeper inside him as he practically sank on his dick, making his eye cross at the feeling.
"And why should give two fucks about making you feel good?" Baji whined and kept begging over and over, almost getting even more turned on at the disgusted look in (M/n)'s eyes as he stared at him, and at some point, his incessant whining seemed to have been enough to make (M/n) growl at him in annoyance. "How can you be so damn annoying?!"
Gripping Baji's hips, (M/n) turned them around on his bed, soon changing his grip to hold onto Baji's wrists, keeping his arms pulled down between his spread legs.
"You better take it all, fuckin' faggot," Baji whined loudly at the feeling of (M/n) roughly pounding his insides, shaking his head, and whimpering at his words.
"'M not a fag-!" He kept whining over and over again, his legs trembling as they wrapped around (M/n)'s hips, craving to feel him closer to him.
"It sure looks like it..." (M/n) slowed down his thrusts before leaning down, breathing right next to Baji's ear, "Faggot~."
(M/n) enjoyed the sight of Baji's body shuddering and his voice shaking, continuing to shake his head in denial every time (M/n) called him that, until at one point, he was just too fucked dumb to even try and deny it.
"I am...! I'm a faggot f-for you, (M/n)~!" He moaned out loud, not caring about who could hear them anymore.
His words made (M/n) smirk, "That's more like it, bitch."
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*Me looking for baji in panty sniffing hcs* is he not a filthy panty sniffer like the others???
Link to relevant sniffing HCs
Masterlist
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No no, you right anon, Baji is definitely one of us filthy souls, but I kinda ran out of time to write him in...
Baji is still hella shy and skittish when it comes to women no matter how old this boy gets, even more so when it comes to you - you know his ma raised him to respect (and fear) women from young. No doubt Baji tries his best to live up to that expectation how ever difficult it may be when he is around you, though there's only so much resistance you can expect a boy like him to be able to put up before he succumbs to the temptation, the allure of you. Just wants you, needs you so bad to the point that simply jerking off to pictures and his memory of you - your sweet scent from when your hair brushed his nose, the softness of your hand in his - from earlier in the day no longer brings enough satisfaction or pleasure. Baji needed more.
Can't even bear the sinful thought of kissing you without almost imploding with a mix of shame and squeamishness, its his (very accidental, very unplanned he swears on his soul) glimpse of your panties lying on the floor of the room while you were in the shower that wriggled into his head. Unusual, given that you weren’t in the habit of leaving your clothes strewn all over, but its the sight of the exposed crotch of your used underwear that had him suddenly wondering what it smells like. The instant flood of guilt and shame at having such a perverse thought had Baji fleeing the scene with a reddened face, burying himself in his comics and shows in an effort to stop fucking thinking about your panties. Doesn’t help when you come wandering over asking if he was going to dinner, and once more the thought of the crotch of your panties pressed firmly against your pretty pussy makes his blood rush in the wrong direction.
Yet for reasons beyond him, Baji finds that the idea of your panties are just detached enough from your person to be able to stomach stealing borrowing them to relieve his pain. Its just a piece of cloth after all, albeit one that is a bit more intimate - but still just another cloth. You wouldn't really mind much, right? This boy does everything he can to convince himself that it was really fine to help himself to your dirty panties from the laundry bag, though he ultimately just grabs the first one he finds and then beats a hasty escape not just from the room, but from the house in general. Cannot even start to think about what would happen if you catch him red-handed: Baji thinks he might drop dead on the spot from shame.
Almost forgets that he is carrying your panties around in his hand in public as he tries to get to somewhere more private so that he can have his fun time, until he realizes that the other guys that kept turning back to look at him probably caught a glimpse of your underwear that is sticking out from his grip. Which is when Baji quickly stuffs it into his pants pockets.
The first sniff is almost like a sniff of cocaine to Baji, hand already stuffed down his open pants and clenched around his very hard, very erect dick. Couldn't stop his groan of pleasure in time - it's actually heaven. This boy is 100% behind at least two layers of locked doors and one more to which he can only access, but is still paranoid about getting caught. Buries his nose into the crotch, mind once more wandering back to you and just how perfect you are for him. If your underwear was this intoxicating to begin with, Baji couldn't even begin to imagine the source smelt like - it should be illegal for anyone to smell this good. Cums all over his pants and the floor in just a few minutes, but Baji just keeps going and going, everything about you flooding back into his head. Those gentle smiles that you flash at him, the way your eyes light up when he comes to pick you from school, there was nothing about you that this black-haired boy didn't like.
Takes immense effort and mental preparation to not wrap your panties around his length and cum all over them, but Baji for once manages to control himself. After all the effort he went through to take these, he doesn't quite want to return them just yet, you know? Your smell is still strong, and he really would like to (secretly) wash them clean and get rid of any taint, real or imaginary, he leaves on something so intimate before returning them to your drawer. With his perception of you still being this innocent, naive girl who knew nothing better of the darker world out there, Baji would not allow anyone to corrupt you and what he loved so much about you, and that included him as well.
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yanderederee · 1 year
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Delinquents are Cute
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a/n: was experimenting with a few ideas about reader’s family life and wrote this as a result. Mostly a spinoff of my Baji x Tutor!Reader series…
tw: Baji beats grown men up, attempted forced entry— nothing major
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“Kei! What is this?” His mom yelled from the living room. This was a familiar scene that played out often. Except instead of a lecture, his mother squealed with joy. “These are the best marks I’ve seen from you yet!” She said, tearing up.
Ironic, he thought again. He promised not to make his mom cry again, and now that he was actually doing well, here she goes crying again. Though, the teenager was proud of the achievement. Not only had he passed every subject, he actually reached 80 percent in Two subjects.
“I’m so proud of you Kei!” She laughed, grappling him into a bear hug. “Knock it off!” He complained. She grinned her canines and ruffled her son’s loose locks. “So when are you gonna let me meet that tutor they assigned you?”
The younger Baji grumbled. He tried really hard to keep your existence a secret from his mom, but it was hard when you sent him home with a bag of whatever fruit was in season since he started walking you home in a routine. That, and there was no way he could achieve this academic spike alone.
He continued to ignore and accept how his mom often let it slide. Apparently not today.
“Oh by the way Kei,” His mom grinned. “As congrats for your grades, I thought I’d make your favorite tonight!”
Food was definitely the way to whip him into a good mood, yet when he met his mom’s eyes, he sensed mischief. “Buuut, you have to invite that wonderful tutor over to join! I’ll even get a cake!”
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So that's how he found himself hovering his thumb over the call button on the phone, his mother’s intense gaze and solid smile never breaking. With a defeated sign, Keisuke accepted to make the call.
“L/n F/n, how can I help you?” You speak into the phone, casually. “Uhh hey it’ss Baji.” He murmured, awkwardness setting in quickly. “Baji? Hey, crazy you called! I was wondering how your midterms went!” You asked enthusiastically, the pleasant chime reaching his mother’s ears.
Ryoko inhaled a sharp gasp, mouthing, “A girl?!”
Ah shit.
Before Baji even had the chance to react, the phone was snatched out of his loose grip. “Baji Ryoko speaking!~ Thank you so very much for your help! Kei scored higher than ever before! I can’t tell you just how grateful I am!”
‘You're being annoying,’ the youngest Baji growled lowly. “O-oh! Good evening Ms Baji! Please, it was a blast teaching Ke– I-I mean Baji!”
He heard the first syllable of his name, sending a jolt through his body. ‘Oh this was going to be fun,’ the devilish women smirked.
“Oh please! He’s a handful, but you really helped us so much! Please, join us for dinner tonight, if it’s not too late!”
Baji opted to plopping himself on the couch with a groan, losing control of the situation completely, not having the fight to oppose his hard headed mother.
“Dinner...?” You’d whispered, as though looking far away for a moment. “Um... Are you sure? I don’t have anything on hand, but I’m sure I can whip up–” Ryoko cut the humble talk, “No need, I have it all under control! I’ll send Kei to pick you up now!” She announced with a sharp smile. Never failed to scare the shit out of him.
Fine, what the hell, he sighed.
“What are you doing?” Ryoko questioned when Baji went to pull his hair back, though it was freshly washed and extra voluminous. “Huh? Putting my hair up?” He rolled his eyes, dredging to his room, only to exit with his school glasses and– was that deodorant, or.. Cologne? When the hell did he own that?
“Obviously, I mean what’s with the getup so late at night, you dork? You don’t hang out with Chifuyu in that costume.” She huffed, taking the glasses from him.
Kei wanted to jab how it wasn’t her business, but for some reason he didn’t feel like picking a fight. He shrugged, not sure why it was harder to meet his mom’s eyes.
“We don’t hang out, that's why. She’s a classmate. It’s less intimidating, I dunno. Guess I like not being treated like a delinquent all the time.”
He slurred his words near the end, answering more honestly than he’d have liked.
“W-whatever! I’m off!” He huffed, snatching the glasses back before pushing them to the bridge of his nose. “Wait, Kei!” His mom yelled after.
It was tempting to ignore her, but just in case, he listened. Wouldn’t look, but he was listening. Ryoko smiled that he’d allow her even that much. “You’re a good person Kei, I raised you after all, right? You're not hiding anything anyhow, if she’s stuck with you this long, I can’t imagine you can scare her off that easily.”
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Keisuke considered his mom’s advice while walking down the road he’d usually journey with Chifuyu down to school. Lately he's feigned scene after scene to keep you and Chifuyu from interacting.
Why? Honestly, Kei was asking himself that now.
Why?
Why keep you from meeting his friends?
Why did he continue to walk you home, even when it earned him a damn earful from Draken almost nightly?
Why keep you from seeing his face? So what, if you too spat in his face and started putting distance between you two?
Why did he feel irritated whenever you looked him as close in the eye as you could, smiling or asking something of him?
Chifuyu was actually extremely observant. Baji may have thought he was slick, feigning excuses to not go in one specific direction, even if there was no need for them to turn that way. It was Chifuyu’s sharp curiosity that did him in.
One time when this had happened, he noticed you. You were wearing a somewhat sad look, as though you’d just been ignored. But Chifuyu definitely would have known if you had tried getting either of their attention.
Baji had changed their direction before you even had the chance to greet them. It didn't take much more digging and stalking to understand the situation.
Chifuyu and Baji both enjoyed manga, but their genre interests often differed. Yet, Chifuyu forced Baji into reading one full shojo series, a whopping three volume tale.
—-Sweet goody-two shoes love-interest, unknowingly but willingly getting involved with a wolf in a nerdy disguise protag.
The plot was perfect for the hard-headed Captain.
From the male’s point of view, of course. Chifuyu was confident it would help his dear senior come to his senses. So of course, that is why Chifuyu felt the sudden need to rush Baji into reading this one very specific manga genre.
If Baji were honest, the story was touching. He found himself cringing a lot at the beginning, but as the dialogue became heavier, he found himself relating to the protagonist, struggling to come to terms with his feelings for the leading love interest.
He couldn’t help thinking about how you would react so cute if he also—
Oh.
Oh.
Baji thought he’d faint right then and there. He did Not just come to this realization.
Especially not when he just made it to your house.
...
However....
The air was heavy. There were some quiet noises moving around, giving off a very unsettling feeling. Where were the sounds....
Baji froze.
Your front door was wide fucking open.
“I-I just told you, my dad’s not here right now, p-pleas—” You voiced out forcefully. “Don’t care, you’re the message anyway, princess.”
“What–” You had replied, quickly being cut off with a sharp shriek, reaction due to one of the three men shadowing your doorstep suddenly gripping his fist in your hair. You were being pulled into the house, your house, the other two hurry to follow the third offender in, carefully covering your screams somehow.
Baji Keisuke was indeed fast.
Fast enough to sprint a thirty foot distance in four seconds time.
Fast enough to dramatically pull the half shut door by its outside door handle.
Fast enough to catch the guy closest to the door by his disgusting oily neck.
Fast enough to use the sack of shit’s head like a fucking hammer against the man who had his hands on you.
Full Face.
Full Throttle.
The three adult men had absolutely no chance against Baji Keisuke, not when he was this far gone to rage. It was clear how the scene would have played out, had he not crossed by this night.
The thought of it alone was fucking nauseating.
Dropped to the hard surface of your own home, you felt yourself backing away from the collision of men. Heart racing, you couldn’t hide the shake of your nerves getting the best of you. The stinging in your scalp was still sore, and already felt as though your wrist may have sprained by the force of the push and fall.
You were scared.
But not downright terrified.
Shameful to say, you knew the disgusting men who forced their way into your home. Associates of your father.
He wasn’t exactly an honest working man.
But everybody needs a little help, especially when you have a drinking problem and a public reputation of a happy family to maintain.
. . . Luckily he had a child who he could let his stress out on by berating the stress of maintaining both the facade and habit on...
...You.
You were only thankful whatever he kept himself busy with left you home alone majority of the time. Usually.
It was only a matter of time before loan sharks would finally come to collect...
All of this was unbeknownst to Baji, of course. How could he know? You always avoided the subject of your family and parents, and since he wasn’t really interested in the details anyway, the secret was secure.
Until now, maybe.
All the while, Baji’s mind went wild, thoughts of guilt plaguing his rage further and further until he was sure these guys deserved to die for what the hell they had in mind.
You’d never done anything wrong. The only reason someone would target you, is to get back at someone else.
And being a widely disliked figure, Baji could only assume he was to blame.
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Baji Keisuke had finally shown what he really was. A stone cold delinquent, who failed a grade because of being an accomplice of attempted theft, and first degree murder. He knew what he was when he kept inching closer to you.
But goddamnit. He really thought he could hide it, longer than four months, at least. His glasses lay smashed against the front porch, hair tie getting ripped out by one of the scum, who all lay appropriately below his shoes.
It was silent. Baji couldn’t find the confidence to turn your direction. You’d seen him at his most terrifying. There wasn’t a soul alive who didn’t fear his blood hunts.
Yet, he took how you didn’t immediately run away in fear as a good sign, right?
“Baji?” Your voice called out softly.
“…Yeah,” He replied just as softly, still unable to turn your direction.
Slowly, he noticed your figure close in on him. Is this what a scared animal feels like when they feel cornered? The intense instinctual urge to run from what looms over it? Ironic, being that he was half a foot taller than you.
But he didn’t run. His feet glued to the pavement, he needed to accept what happened next. Even if that meant he’d have to go back to self study.
Taken out of his negative thoughts, your hands caged his bloody right hand tightly. Baji felt his breath catch in his throat, jerking instinctually. He glanced your way.
You didn’t seem interested in his feral locks, or searching his face.
Instead, you held his hand tenderly, an unreadable look looming over your features.
He really didn’t want to be the one to speak up first, but it really would be a good idea to get rid of these low life’s still darkening your doorstep.
Noticing his unease, you pull him gently. He followed, but only because the alternative would be his own way of rejecting you.
And he just... Couldn’t.
How could he push you away, when even now, presented in blood and fang, you still touched him as gently as you would when pointing out an academic hiccup.
Damn shojo manga, he’d have been better off oblivious.
Yet even when you washed, disinfected, and wrapped his knuckles, you didn’t look up at him.
Were you scared of looking at him? He couldn’t blame you, but he had to admit it did hurt a little bit.
What would have happened to you, had he not come around that corner? Had he not invited you over for dinner in the first place? Fuck, he was probably the reason why you were targeted. Baji Keisuke was a delinquent with a big reputation and rivals who sought to destroy it.
He’s the one who’d put you in danger, he had convinced himself of that as fact.
You fluttered your gaze back to Baji, a little laugh leaving your throat. “I was right, you do look more mature without glasses.”
Were you Seriousy teasing him now, while in the middle of this Serious Crisis. Honestly, Baji had no idea how to properly respond. His normal ‘what would mom do’ trick couldn’t work this time. The silence was eating at both of you, but he just couldn’t muster a response.
... ~~~~~~~!!
Finally deciding you’d had enough, you finally willed your head up, eyes slowly trailing up before landing on his face for the second time.
When Baji came running in your defense, the fire behind his eyes gave you a warmth you’d never felt before. To be protected?
The first time you looked upon his face, framed by his thick locks, the only way you could describe how you felt when met with his feral expression...
Only after you two locked eyes had either of you notice the sneaking glance of the other.
Your reaction was to take in his mildly nervous form, and how he feigned a look of indifference.
Baji’s reaction was to hold his breath and listen as his heart pulses in his ears. Did you make him nervous?
“Baji.. Back there...” You spoke first, earning another sharp intake breath in reply.
His nerves couldn’t deal with this.
“Y-you.... You looked...” You mumbled, turning to avoid his hopeful eyes. “R-really cool.... You looked really cool, back there...”
Baji Keisuke had to be going deaf. Hard of hearing, Auditorically Dyslexic? There was no other way to explain what he just heard come from you.
From you.
Cool?
You? Thought he looked cool? When beating up random strangers?
Most would describe his behavior as brash, monstrous, merciless, unapproachable.
Yet here you sat, face red and looking identical to a shoujo protagonist red in the face after a confessio—
Oh god, he was short circuiting.
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cheesus-doodles · 2 years
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an older but still equally jaw-dropping piece from @purarupu, this time of Baji and his bestfriend (and the ginormous cow stuffie he won for her no sweat)! they look so sweet together I swear I had a toothache once I received the final piece akjnsdkjns
absolutely stunning art, I have no words - can't highly recommend checking out their other stunning pieces yourselves! they have a ton of fantastic Koko and Inupi pieces :)
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stxrmylxve · 1 year
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And about the poly ship can I ask for a kazutora and baji with a female reader with the prompt why so shy? I'm doing this request correct right? Please and thank you.
yes you are doing it right lol, dw lovely <3
HEAVY NSFW
NOTES: Top!kazutora x switch!baji x fem!reader, poly, choking
“Why so shy? You talked all of that big talk with your friends, and then you come here and be a little whiny bitch?” baji says, propping you up by your neck as he looks past your shoulder to kazutora.
“I- mh- no! I was just playing-“
“that’s what you always say, y/n.” kazutora corrects, placing a large hand around your neck and squeezing just enough to make you see stars.
He released you with a scoff, nodding at baji as baji shoves himself inside of your little cunt, splitting you open as you choked out a moan. Kazutora ignored your calls, lighting a cigarette near the window as he breathed in the fresh air.
Baji was ruthless; barely giving you time to stay in a position before either changing it or changing the speed dramatically. Not to mention how he was using his k-nines to bite your ear lobe every once in a while.
”ngh- kazu! Want you- ahg!” you call out, broken moans breaking up your speech as you lean your head back against baji in defeat.
He turns back to you, a small smile plastered on his face as his golden locks are illuminated by the moonlight behind.
“I think I’ll just watch for now. Baji has you sat up all pretty, wouldn’t want to ruin that now, would we?”
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taeyamayang · 2 years
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ㅡhc on how they show affection
tokyo revengers | haikyuu | jujutsu kaisen
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✦ BAJI & SANZU - acts of service
ㅡthe saying "actions speak louder than words" may have taken up a notch by these two. they would do literally anything to show their love (not bc they suck with words, but that could be a possibility too lmao). baji, compared to sanzu, is a bit softer, and by that i mean he is courteous like a gentleman. he opens the door, put his hand over your head when it starts drizzling, reaching high places, tying your laces when he sees it undone, cooking you breakfast in bed, etc. whereas sanzu would go lengths just for you. pick you up from work even if it's hundreds of miles away? sure. climb back to your 6th floor apartment for the wallet you forgot? no problem. punch your asshole-of-a-colleague on his face? he's good at that. these two will show their loyalty and devotion towards the small gestures and favors they do for you. so, better keep an eye on the details.
✦ MITSUYA & DRAKEN - words of affirmation
ㅡmitsuya and draken is the friend and lover 2-in-1 package. when you need someone to support you in times of crisis (mostly mental and emotional crisis) these two will soothe your nerves by their use of words. they have the ability shift your mood positively by the use of reassurance and advices. i'm pretty sure they are not aware of their ability to do so, but their oblivion actually adds to their charm. you just love how they look at you with bewildered faces as they wonder what they have done to cause you to smile from ear to ear. they don't know how much you adore watching and listening to them as they explain their perspective on things. you just love their unique way of thinking.
✦ RINDOU & INUI - physical touch
ㅡgod, these two can't keep their hands to themselves! they love touching, groping, and stroking every part of your body exposed to them. they take advantage of small spaces. they love sitting next to you when you eat out, intertwining hands while walking, when you rake your fingers through their hair as they lay their heads on your lap. they aren't afraid to show their love through intimate touches. hence, these two are probably the best kissers, i mean with the amount of practice they had i wouldn't doubt the premise. just... at night, keep it low for the neighbors.
✦ KOKONOI & HAKKAI - gift giving
ㅡthere are two types of gift givers (based on my expert opinion /sar) one that goes to the mall, picks an item that you like or would best suit you, purchasing it, then having it wrapped in the gifts section. on the other hand, the other type of giver would rather create a gift from scratch. the former is koko and the latter is hakkai. although, there is no "better giver" it's just that the style of giving depends on the person. i hc koko as the type of giver that when he sees an object and instantly reminds you if it, he will purchase it and gives it to you to show that he remembered you. whereas, hakkai, to me, is the type to create something from nothing. he's the type to mess around art materials, crafting a gift while thinking about you.
✦ MIKEY & IZANA - quality time
ㅡthey don't mind killing time looking at a sunsent and sitting next to you, or listen to you talk about a shitty movie you saw the other day, or sit through a rant about your neighbor who refuses to segregate their trash. every second and minute spent with you is precious. they find happiness and comfort in the most mundane moments; as long as the person they are with means so much to them every second is would mean a lot. they probably have one rule when going out tho, they don't want your phones stuck to your face. if they're spending time with you they want your full attention to them because in return they are entirely yours.
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missed writing hcs so here ya go. hope ya enjoy it :) also, correct me if i'm wrong cos my memory is a bit hazy. izana has only appeared in the manga and not yet in the anime, right? so if you have not read the manga i suggest you not to search him to avoid spoilers. thanks.
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lucifugousart · 10 months
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*hits you with my furry beam*
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thewritingginger · 1 year
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Types of Movie Watchers |Halloween Edition| - Tokyo Revengers
My kinktober posts are gonna be late cuz life but they are getting worked on! So in the meantime have this quick idea I thought of, hope you like it :)
Fandom: Tokyo Revengers Characters: Majiro “Mikey” Sano, Ken “Draken” Ryuguji, Chifuyu Matsuno, Takemitchi Hanagaki, Hinata Tachibana, Takashi Mitsuya, Nahoya “Smiley” Kawata, Souya “Angry” Kawata, Keisuke Baji, Ran Haitani, Rindou Haitani, Taiju Shiba, Hakkai Shiba, Kakucho Hitto, Hajime Kokonoi, Haruchiyo “Sanzu” Akashi, Takeomi Akashi, Senju Kawaragi, Shinichiro Sano, Wakasa Imaushi, Keizo “Benkei” Arashi, Shuji Hanma Warnings: None, Fluff
Enjoy ~
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Family Halloween Movies
Movies like:
Hocus Pocus
Halloweentown movies
Tim Burton films
Casper
They like spending cozy October nights in watching fun light hearted halloween movies. They will come to your place with bags of treats and junk food and your favorite drink(s). They will show up in their PJs ready to lay in your bed or on the couch, cuddled up under a soft blanket till the early hours of the morning. 
Takemichi, Mikey, ANGRY, Hakkai, Senju, HINATA, Shinichiro, Kakucho, Takeomi, Baji, Benkei, Rindou
Paranormal Movies
Movies like:
The Conjuring movies
The Insidious movies
Annabelle movies
These babe enjoy a good jump scare, especially the cuddling that comes before and after it. They will spook you when a suspenseful scene is building up making you slap their arm/chest. Will have bowls full of popcorn and all the drinks you need so you don’t have to venture into the dark to the kitchen. They might even walk you to the bathroom if you plead hard enough —all the while laughing at you and calling you a scaredy-cat. 
Draken, Chifuyu, MITSUYA, Taiju, Takeomi, Rindou, RAN, Senju, Kakucho, Sanzu, BAJI, Smiley, Kokonoi, Shinichiro 
Slasher / Horror Movies
Movies like:
Scream movies
The Halloween movies
The Texas Chainsaw Massacre 
Another group that enjoys watching these movies cause it gives them a reason to hold you close and cuddle you —even if they don’t admit it. Laugh each time you jump or scream. They may even laugh at the movie, especially if it’s an older or a stupid horror movie. You may spend the whole movie in their lap, face buried in their neck but they like that. 
HANMA, Wakasa, SANZU, Ran, Taiju, Benkei
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This is my first time doing one of these little HC list things, was it ok?
Feedback and interaction is always appreciated :)
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*Gives kiesuke kisses and cuddles*
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"Hmm, *blushes* hmm *blushes even more* OH FOR GOD SAKE [Name] *holds your hand* Wanna give me a heart attact or some!? I love you too but camon... *blushes again and pouts*
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