#tsunashi ryunosuke x reader

[rabbitenn]

MAY I HAVE THIS DANCE?

Beneath the melody of glimmering snowflakes, you sway in his arms.

ft. Yaotome Gaku, Kujo Tenn, Tsunashi Ryunosuke, Nanase Riku, Osaka Sogo, Izumi Mitsuki x gn! reader.

cw/genre: fluff, romance. Use of ‘princess’ in Tenn’s.

A small (and a little late) Christmas present for @yumemirumikazuki (Tenn’s and Riku’s part) @gakutsumudailys (Gaku’s part) @ @houjichaya (Ryu’s), @yaminohimeyume (Tenn’s and Mitsuki’s) and @highcollargirl (Sogo’s). I’m not sure if you all celebrate, but this is my gift to you, I hope you have a lovely winter or holiday <3 I actually wanted to post this yesterday, but couldn’t make it in time, I still hope you enjoy !

♡ YAOTOME GAKU

The bustling of packed streets dies down as you approach your apartment complex.

Intense lighting is replaced by the soft warmth of candle-lit windows, joyous voices overheard in the outline of the people habitating the decorated houses.

In the snow-coated streets, you walk, arms wrapped around a soft teddy bear that your boyfriend just got for you.

You hug it close, arms tightening around the plushie’s red coat adorned with a bow. A smile makes it to your face as you steal a glance in your lover’s direction. It was so cute, you think, how he looks intimidating and yet, he’s the sweetest with you.

The moonlight above, light years away, seems to agree with your statement, as its aura illuminates the idol’s profile; an otherworldly god, bound by fate to you.

“Gaku?” You call him, gaze lost in his handsome features.

Steely eyes focus on you, brows slightly raised in silent question.

You stop walking, coming to stand before him, one of your hands lacing with his.

“Thank you.” You giggle, hugging your new plushie a little tighter.

A soft chuckle leaves Gaku’s lips, his hand squeezing yours tenderly.

“Anything for you, my dear.” He tells you, with a fleeting kiss to your lips.

Then, he brushes a delicate kiss over the back of your hand.

“Can I have this dance with you?” Is his question, as puffs of hot breath are held in your throat.

You nod, as your lover sways you beneath the Christmas lights and the smiling moon.

You rest your cheek against the soft fabric of his long black coat, cheeks heating up at the proximity.

The moon reflects on the snow at your feet, its glow imprinting the shadows of two entangled souls over the pearlescent canvas.

♡ KUJO TENN

The warmth of the fireplace casts your living room in rosy light.

You didn’t use it normally, but today is a special day, after all.

Sure, it’s the holidays, but to you, the fact that your angelic boyfriend is spending it with you is what matters.

You didn’t expect him to ring your doorbell this evening, disguised in his cap and glasses, with a bag packed full of cookies and Christmas treats.

A smile tugs at your lips as you prepare the table with the multiple snacks your boyfriend’s brought, the cinnamon-like scent of the sweets luring you to them.

A chuckle interrupts your thoughts.

“At least let me help you arrange them.” Tenn points out, removing his blue hat.

Your eyes focus on him. And while he always looks stunning, there is something so adorable about him in casual clothes and with a sincere smile on his perfect face.

“It’s alright, Tenn.” You smile, walking towards him.

A sigh escapes your boyfriend, as he slightly shakes his head, as if to say ‘you’re too kind.’

One of his hands reaches up to take off his glasses, but you stop him.

“Leave them on.” You tell him, taking his hand. “You look cute.”

The hues of a winter sky at dusk bloom rosy on his cheeks at your compliment, as you tug him close to you.

“And… let’s dance?” You suggest, your pleading stare drawing Tenn into you more and more.

“That would be my pleasure, princess.” Your angel whispers, leaning in.

His lips touch your temple, and, in the warmth of your small apartment, you move in tune.

No luxurious ballroom could ever beat the intimacy of your shared kisses as you sway before the crackling fireplace.

♡ TSUNASHI RYUNOSUKE

Powdered sugar coats your lips as laughter fills the air.

Your apron is all stained, remnants of icing staining the sleeves of your sweater, but you don’t care.

What could ever taint this moment? Not when your boyfriend’s strong arms wrap around you and twirl you around the kitchen, one of his group’s songs playing in the background.

Amber eyes crinkle up in warm crescents, your unadulterated smile, the most precious gift he could ever ask for.

You were radiant like this, no creases on your forehead, only the curve of your smile enticing him; akin to the tantalizing sparkle of champagne, he can never get enough of you.

The song comes to an end, and your labored breathing fills the air.

“Another, please! I want to dance more with you, Ryu!” You ask, eyes shiny, cheeks hot, despite the sake remaining untouched just yet.

Ryunosuke lets out a hearty laugh, gaze softening even more, if that was possible, at your enthusiastic request.

“Alright, alright.” He smiles.

You let out a happy squeal, standing on your tiptoes to place an innocent kiss on his lips.

When the new song starts to play and you pull away, however, your partner chases after you, capturing your lips in his once more.

Afternoon sunlight streams in through translucent silky curtains, wrapping your locked lips in vibrant shades of honey and gold.

Your lover tastes glazed sugar on you, the added sweetness and the addiction of you deepening the kiss, divine intoxicating nectar

The music goes on.

Your kiss doesn’t end.

♡ NANASE RIKU

Flakes of falling snow land on Riku’s nose as he follows you through the park.

Despite the white layer covering every surface, a blue expanse hangs overhead, the halo of the sun high in the sky; an angel guardian warming up the idol’s back.

There is a sort of freedom, of newfound joy in this outing today.

Whiteness surrounds your lover, and yet, he is happy it is not that of hospital beds, but of just fallen snow instead.

He smiles.

Memories of him and his twin flash before his eyes. He is glad there is no longer a window glass separating him from this winter wonderland.

And of course, he is even more grateful nothing can keep him apart from the one he loves, either.

“Rikkun!” You call him, running back towards him. “What are you smiling about, huh?” You question, a mischievous smirk curling your lips. “Are you feeling okay? Are you wearing warm enough clothes?” You worry, adjusting his scarf snuggly.

He gives you one of his cute smiles.

“I’m alright, [Y/n]. I’m happy…” He trails off, those sunset eyes of his, big and bright, lingering memories present in the undertones of early dusk.

You brush scarlet locks away from his forehead, your slightly chapped lips placing a kiss to his brow.

“I’m glad, Riku. You deserve it. So much, my love.” You assure him, as your arms wrap around his form, your face resting in the crook of his neck.

He hugs you close, his body beginning to sway the both of you around, vermillion eyes fluttering closed.

You can feel his heartbeat, in sync with yours, as you two dance amidst a gentle rain of snowy glitter.

To feel you so close… Even if he ends up having a cough attack later, this is more than worth it.

♡ OSAKA SOGO

You watch intently as your boyfriend’s fingers strum the guitar’s cords.

There is something definitely hypnotizing to him, you think.

Lavender moondust falls over his amethyst eyes as he intently focuses on his instrument, sweet notes and daring rifts mingling together in a melody that has you on the edge of your seat.

Sogo’s music transports you to a whole other universe, where no worries exist, just the two of you, in an idyll made by yourselves.

His fingers stop momentarily, gaze of hyacinths at sunrise focused on you, an indication for you to say something.

“Amazing…” You utter, entranced by him and the notes still vibrating on the chords of his guitar. “I want to dance to this song with you.” You blurt out, eyes never once leaving his.

Your boyfriend smiles, a light chuckle filling the air of his comforting room.

“I guess that could be arranged.” He tells you, standing up, offering a hand to you.

You take it, wondering what he has planned.

And the moment you find yourself wrapped in his soft embrace, Sogo’s voice entones the lyrics to what he was playing earlier.

They are sweet, gentle, like demure lavender fields coloring a cloudy day; passionate, the blaze he so usually hides, but that shines bright beneath his composed façade.

The melody he sings, the one you’re dancing to right now… It is him, all his true emotions and his love for you on display, with no picture perfect image to hide the rawest parts of him.

You love him, always.

But like this, you get to see every little part that constitutes his heart.

As you sway with him, you think true love had never been so clear.

♡ IZUMI MITSUKI

Dawn has barely touched the concrete when you take a seat at the dorm’s backyard.

You knew he’d be here.

The fabric of his orange hoodie catches your eye from a distance, your lover’s vibrant hair outlined against the first daylight. Perhaps there was no sun in this winter morning just yet, but to you, he was brighter than any blue sky.

He hasn’t noticed your presence yet, his earphones keeping him immersed in practise, arms outstretched towards the heights of a sky you’re sure he will reach.

You lean your chin in one hand, smiling to yourself.

Mitsuki always worked so hard… And the truth is, his dancing has improved a lot.

You wish you could join him.

What’s stopping you? The first rays of sun seem to ask, when they graze your face with its gilded warmth.

So you stand up, making your way towards where clear sunbeams seem to move in tandem with your lover.

Coppery hued irises catch sight of you, their corners tilting up when you reflect in his stare.

And for all the way with words Mitsuki always has, none are exchanged this time, for there is no need.

Everything you might have wanted to express is made obvious in the sync of your movements with his.

Even as the morning gets more clear with the rising sun, you don’t really notice.

Why would you? When you can’t look away from the one who lights up your every day?

#idolish7 #idolish7 x reader #idolish7 imagines #ainana #ainana x reader #kujo tenn #nanase riku #yaotome gaku #osaka sogo #tsunashi ryunosuke #izumi mitsuki #i7 #kujo tenn x reader #nanase riku x reader #yaotome gaku x reader #osaka sogo x reader #izumi mitsuki x reader #tsunashi ryunosuke x reader #idolish7 fluff #idolish7 headcanons #idolish7 scenarios #idolish seven #anime x reader #anime imagines #anime fluff

[idolish7imagines]

IDOLiSH7 HC/IMAGINE MASTERLIST

Note: The italicized titles are imagines/drabbles, the rest are mostly headcanons

Ongoing Stories

Private Love (Multiple chars x reader) (slight nsfw in some chapters)

Ch.1 Ch.2 Ch.3 Ch.4 Ch.5 Ch.6 Ch.7

RE:Purpose (Momo/Yuki x Reader) (nsfw in some chapters)

Ch.1 Ch.2 Ch.3 Ch.4 Ch.5

IDOLiSH7

All

with a kpop idol s/o

'Foreign' (i7 with fan! reader)

s/o saying 'don't leave me'

Reacting to their S/O Saying They Aren’t Beautiful

Iori Izumi

with a mangaka s/o

(21+) Drinking Headcanons

Yamato Nikaido

with a shy and gentle s/o

with an s/o that likes to spoil him

terms of endearment

favorite ways to kiss their s/o

handle witnessing reader's abusive ex

with a cute, cheerful s\o

Mitsuki Izumi

with a mangaka s/o

reuniting with a childhood crush who’s a songwriter

terms of endearment

Tamaki Yotsuba

Sogo Osaka

with an s/o who likes to praise them

Nagi Rokuya

with male s/o hcs

with a shy and gentle s/o

with a kind, reserved s/o

terms of endearment

favorite ways to kiss their s/o

Riku Nanase

with a kind, reserved s/o

s/o doing parkour to give them lunch while being filmed

with an s/o who likes to praise them

(21+) Drinking Headcanons

TRIGGER

All

hair headcanons

with a kpop idol s/o

with a quiet s/o getting angry

romantic relationship headcanons

with a sweet and motherly s/o

serenading their s/o

with a mermaid s/o

s/o saying "don't leave me"

with an s/o that is good at textile design

kink headcanons (nsfw)

reacting to their s/o having paired bracelets with another member

Tenn Kujo

with an s/o that hugs a lot

with a Youtuber singer s/o

with an s/o thats overwhelmed in life

'Keep Your Eyes On Me'

with a “mysterious, all over the place” male s/o

s/o doing parkour to give them lunch while being filmed

with an s/o who likes to praise them

favorite ways to kiss their s/o

on their S/O’s birthday

with shy reader who is also VERY clingy and easily emotional

with an s\o stuck in the rain

(21+) Drinking Headcanons

Gaku Yaotome

s/o that proclaiming themselves as the boys’ knight who will protect them 

receiving homemade Christmas bento and dinner from their s/o

s/o doing parkour to give them lunch while being filmed

terms of endearment

favorite ways to kiss their s/o

with an insecure and anxious s/o

'Gaku’s Birthday'

'Vampire Bite' (Halloween) (slight nsfw)

handle witnessing reader's abusive ex

Ryunosuke Tsunashi

s/o that proclaiming themselves as the boys’ knight who will protect them 

receiving homemade Christmas bento and dinner from their s/o

with an s/o who likes to praise them

favorite ways to kiss their s/o

'Dinner Date'

Re:vale

All

with a kpop idol s/o

s/o saying “don’t leave me.”

Momose Sunohara

'A Faded String of Love' (soulmate au)

receiving homemade Christmas bento and dinner from their s/o

'Romantic Getaway'

favorite ways to kiss their s/o

S/O hiding a sprained ankle from him

on their S/O’s birthday

handle witnessing reader's abusive ex

with shy reader who is also VERY clingy and easily emotional

with an s\o stuck in the rain

Yukito Orikasa

with an s/o that hugs a lot

s/o that proclaiming themselves as the boys’ knight who will protect them 

receiving homemade Christmas bento and dinner from their s/o

handle witnessing reader's abusive ex

ZOOL

All

with a kpop idol s/o

meeting their s/o's parents

reacting to an ex-gangster reader

Haruka Isumi

with a kind s/o

with a sick s/o

Haruka’s First time with his S/O (slight nsfw)

Minami Natsume

with an s/o that hugs a lot

favorite ways to kiss their s/o

Toma Inumaru

favorite ways to kiss their s/o

Managers

Banri Ogami

S/O bringing him Bento at Work

'Fever'

#idolish7 #idolish7 x reader #ainana #idolish7 headcanons #idolish seven #kujo tenn #i7 #kujo tenn x reader #yaotome gaku #yaotome gaku x reader #re:vale #yotsuba tamaki x reader #yotsuba tamaki #tsunashi ryunosuke x reader #yuki x reader #momo x reader #yamato x reader #tsunashi ryunosuke #idolish7 momo #momose sunohara #mido torao #mido torao x reader #inumaru touma x reader #inumaru touma #natsume minami #natsume minami x reader #haruka isumi #isumi haruka x reader #haruka isumi x reader #isumi haruka

[luvingtsumu]

TODDLER!HAIKYUU BOYS that will be possesive over their favorite daycare caregiver.

His favorite game was when you pretended to be a princess and he was the brave and charming knight that saved you.

For his 3 year old brain, you were the prettiest girl he'd ever seen, you always made sure his milk was warm and that he had his favorite stuffed animal whenever he took a nap.

Every time he saw you with another child on your arms, he felt the absolute betrayal. Why would you take care of another kid that wasn't him!?

"No!" he whined as he hold onto your leg while you had in your arms a sleeping little boy "y/n mine!" he puffed out his cheeks as he intensely pulled your shirt trying to catch your attention back to him.

You found him adorable, but every day it was more difficult to keep him from pushing the other kids that got close to you, and you were sure his mommy didn't like you because he seemed to like you more than her; and it was always a problem when she came to pick him up, because he never wanted to leave their place in your arms.

—MIYA ATSUMU, MICHINARI AKAGI, RYUNOSUKE TANAKA, YUU NISHINOYA, KAGEYAMA TOBIO, HINATA SHOYO, LEV HAIBA, OIKAWA TOORU, TAKAHIRO HANAMAKI, KANJI KOGANEGAWA, BOKUTO KOTARO, SATORI TENDOU, GOSHIKI TSUTOMU, MOTOYA KOMORI.

#haikyuu #haikyuu x reader #hq x reader #miya atsumu #akagi michinari #ryunosuke tsunashi #yuu nishinoya #kageyama tobio #hinata shoyo #lev haiba #oikawa tooru #takahiro hanamaki #kanji koganegawa #bokuto kotaro #satori tendou #goshiki tsutomu #motoya komori #hq x you #haikyuu oneshot

[nnseriku]

hello .... may i get trigger first kiss hcs? i hope youre doing well!

𝗞𝗜𝗦𝗦 𝗞𝗜𝗦𝗦 𝗙𝗔𝗟𝗟 𝗜𝗡 𝗟𝗢𝗩𝗘 ! [ᵀᴿᴵᴳᴳᴱᴿ]

𝗦𝘂𝗺𝗺𝗮𝗿𝘆 : ᵗʰᵉⁱʳ ᶠⁱʳˢᵗ ᵏⁱˢˢ ʷⁱᵗʰ ʸᵒᵘ ;)

𝘗𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘜𝘴𝘦𝘥 ! [ʸᵒᵘ/ʸᵒᵘʳ/ʸᵒᵘ'ʳᵉ]

𝗡𝗼𝘁𝗲𝘀 : ⁿᵒ ᵍᵉⁿᵈᵉʳ ᵐᵉⁿᵗⁱᵒⁿᵉᵈ! ⁱᵗˢ ᵇᵉᵉⁿ ˢᵒ ˡᵒⁿᵍ ᵒᵐˡ ᵀᵀ ⁱᵐ ᵍᵉⁿᵘⁱⁿᵉˡʸ ˢᵒ ˢᵒʳʳʸ ᵇᵘᵗ ⁱ ʷᵒⁿ'ᵗ ᵐᵃᵏᵉ ᵃⁿʸ ᵐᵒʳᵉ ᵖʳᵒᵐⁱˢᵉˢ, ⁱˡˡ ᵗʳʸ ᵗᵒ ᵈᵒ ʷʰᵃᵗ ⁱ ᶜᵃⁿ </3 ⁱ ʰᵒᵖᵉ ʸᵒᵘ ᵍᵘʸˢ ʷⁱˡˡ ᵉⁿʲᵒʸ ᵗʰⁱˢ ᵒⁿᵉ ᵗʰᵉ ʷᵃʸ ʸᵒᵘ ᵈᵒ ᵐʸ ᵒᵗʰᵉʳˢ!!

𝐤𝐮𝐣𝐨 𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐧 !

- let's give him a setting first. let's say this is your fourth date together :)

- you two rarely get to go on dates with how busy he is everyday so you guys would try to make up for the times that you guys have lost with each date

- before you two go home, he wants to bring you to the park near Zero Arena (because he doesn't want the date to end so soon but he didn't say it (´ε｀ ) )

- i feel a bit conflicted about the first kiss because i feel like he'd hesitate a lot but at the same time be so smooth with it

- on TV or stage, he looks very flirtatious and confident but right now, his palms are sweating and his heart is beating out of his chest

"The moon is beautiful tonight." Tenn mumbled, trying to hide how nervous he is right now. This earned a small giggle from you as you shake your head. "Is this your second time confessing to me?"

He chuckled along before sighing. 'I can't keep on being a coward.' The male clenches his fists.

Silence fell upon you two, you staring up at the starry sky while he stares at you. "(Name)." Tenn calls out suddenly, making you immediately turn your head to him with a hum.

Before you knew it, his lips was on yours. His hand warmly cups your cheek.

Your eyes widened but before you could react, he pulled away while covering his lips, a bit embarrassed. "Let's get going, it's getting late." The male walks away with his heartbeat racing.

"T-Tenn?! Hello?! Y-y-.. !?"

Your respond earns a chuckle from him.

𝐫𝐲𝐮𝐧𝐨𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐢 !

- he was always portrayed as 'sexy' and 'seductive'. being called a 'horny beast' was never his wish

- so when you two started going on dates, he was worried that you were looking forward for 'that' him but when he realized he was wrong, he knew you are what he needs

- Ryunosuke felt grateful for you and your comforts, he knew you are the right person for him. therefore, he wants to grant you a kiss!

Your hand fumbles with a matching keychain in awe, checking it thoroughly before looking up to to him with a smile.

"Ryu! We can match!" You hold up the paired keychain to him. He smiled, sharing your enthusiasm and nodded. "So cute!" Ryunosuke agreed, but was he saying that to the keychain or you?

Before he had the chance to pay, you paid it yourself. "Here!" You handed the keychain to him.

The male mumbled a small thanks, eyes admiring the keychain.

After the purchase, he walked you home with your hand in his. "Thank you for taking me out today." You mumbled, cheeks heating up as you stood in front of your house gate.

He shook his head before responding. "It's nothing, let's go out more!" Ryunosuke smiled. "Mhm!" You agreed, turning around before turning your head back to him. "Goodnight, Ryu!"

"Goodnight, (Name)." The male brunette waved before calling out your name. "Yes?" You turn around in confusion.

Ryunosuke stood, tounge tied as his hands started to slight clammer. "Ryunosuke?" You called out in worry. "(Name).." He softly mumbles before slowly leaning down to you.

Your heart skipped a beat as his lips neared yours. Your lips met his in a kiss, his hand cupping your face from your neck.

When you two parted your lips, he smiled. "Goodnight."

𝐲𝐚𝐨𝐭𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐠𝐚𝐤𝐮 !

- it's your first date and he's bringing you out to eat dinner!

- you're dressed fancy and in your arm is a bouquet of your favorite flowers he had given you when he arrived in front of your house.

- he's a romantic guy and he's head over heels for you! why wouldn't he wanna spoil you with the best?

- you two sat on highchairs beside eachother, facing outside the balcony where there are beautiful stars shining

In the midst of eating, Yaotome suddenly called out to you, making you look up at him in confusion.

"You've got sauce here." He pointed on the corner of his lips, resulting you take a tissue to wipe it off. "Is it gone?" You asked, still wiping with the tissue.

"No no, here." Gaku pointed again, confusing you even more. "Nevermind, I'll just get it."

Before you could hum, he press his lips against yours, catching you by surprise. When he pulled away, he smiled as if nothing happened and continued eating.

You sat there, still processing what had happened while he was smiling to himself.

"G-gaku!" You whisper-yelled, nudging his side with your elbow as your face turns red but you two ended up laughing about it as you ate.

#idolish7 x reader #x reader #ainana #idolish7 #trigger i7 #kujo tenn #tsunashi ryunosuke #gaku yaotome

[earlyprincess]

To The Pure You

Ryunosuke Tsunashi x Fem! Reader

Oneshot. Fluff.

CW: Reader having a thalassophobia

A/N (1): My first Idolish7 fanfic yeay!!! (^_^) To the anon who requested this, I hope I grasp the characteristic of Ryu and a Thalassophobia reader correctly. Had to watch the entire Idolish7 anime again and I began to fall in love with this man too T^T as always, thank you for the request anon!

A/N:

Thalassophobia is a type of specific phobia that involves a persistent and intense fear of deep bodies of water such as the ocean or sea.

*this is not proofread*

The sound of waves crashing with the rocks, birds chirping freely, and the sunlight pours its warm essence to your face brings you some sort of peace within the universe.

Last week, you and Ryu decided to spend time alone after the successful TRIGGER’s Tour. His boss, Sousuke Yaotome decided to give TRIGGER’s members a break for a week and Ryu immediately suggested the beach as your destination.

You don’t mind it, honestly.

If anything doesn’t have to do with the ocean, you don’t mind it.

So, here you are. Sitting comfortably far, far away from the ocean with your bikini’s on, sunglasses to cover your eyes, and a bunch of snack and cold drinks seated by your side. Ryu is still in the water, playing with his brothers while you watched them with awe.

You always admired Ryu for his kindness, shyness, and tenderness to everyone around him. Especially his own family. It’s unfair, really—his TRIGGER’s image and his true self being the opposite.

It took you back to two years ago when he asked you out with his body shaking violently, face as red as tomato, and a cute stuttered-words. What made it even funnier was the big screen above him showing his advertisement for a new high-class club in Okinawa with him surrounded by girls while wearing an off-buttoned white shirt—what an amusing view, you thought.

Ryu looked to the direction your eyes went and his face can’t get any red than before. Shaking even more violently and can’t even form a word anymore. You giggled, decided to help him. You took his hand and accepted the ask. Ryu’s face suddenly lit up and you can’t help but to vow that you’ll protect that smile to the end of time.

Back to the present time, you saw that Ryu and his brothers were playing volleyball. Since they’re back on the sand, you decided to play with them. Just when you’re about to run, you hear someone screaming.

You searched for the source of the voice and there it is. A young boy, almost drowning near a big rock while three children stood on the rock—laughing and calling the young boy names.

Horrified with the view, you immediately run into them.

“Get away little bastards!”

Yeah, you knew you should’ve not call children with bad names.

But these children crossed the line with bullying other, made you doesn’t even think twice and jumped straight into the water.

Into the sea.

Into your fear.

Quickly, you grabbed the boy and swam your way to the shore. When the boy’s feet finally touched the sand, that’s when the nightmare begins. While most of your body still in the water, suddenly your left leg started to feel cramps.

It can’t be moved, thus you started drowning.

Fortunately, the boy noticed and started to grab your hand while screaming for help. Ryu heard the boy’s voice and saw a matching bracelet attached to an arm he knew too well.

Little bits of worries hit him like stuns.

With a speed of lightning, Ryu ran and scooped your body back to the sand. You coughed up water, as soon as you feel the sand underneath you. Your body weakened and you feel like you’ll pass out at any moment.

Ryu brushed the hair out of your face, “(Y/N)? Hey, (Y/N)? What happened? Can you hear me?” You can’t form a word, honestly. You’re too tired to even shake your head. Ryu knew what to do and carry you back to the hotel.

There, he set you comfortably on the bed and embraced you. Rock you back and forth like parents to their child and reassure you that you’re now safe in his arms. No ocean to engulfed you, no creatures will pull you to the depth, and no waves to crash you into pieces.

It’s only him.

And his warmth.

And his voice-like-heaven singing comforting words to your ears.

After a while, Ryu asked about what happened back in the beach. You told him with a shaky voice, still in the weak state. After hearing all about it, Ryu sighed and gave you the same smile you adore so much.

“Well, what can I say? You’re too kind to others, you forgot about your own fear,” your face heated. You really didn’t think of yourself more than a dumb person when you jumped into that water. But it wasn’t the case for Ryu, “you may not know this (Y/N), but your kindness and pureness that drew me in the first place—I don’t date anyone just because I’m one of TRIGGER’s member, like most people think I am. That event scared me, really. I don’t know what to do if I ever lose you.”

He inched his face closer to you, “but I can’t get enough of the virtues you showed to the world.” And the afternoon passed with a warm kiss exchanged between each other. Ryu hugged your body tighter as if you would dissapear into thin air.

And I hope to live with that virtues too for the rest of my life, (Y/N).

#ryunosuke tsunashi #ryunosuke x reader #idolish7 x reader #idolish7 #trigger

[kunikame]

ㅡ nothing here yet . . .

#idolish7 #idolish seven #iori izumi #riku nanase #sogo osaka #tamaki yotsuba #mitsuki izumi #yamato nikaido #trigger #kujo tenn #gaku yaotome #ryunosuke tsunashi #momo #yuki #idolish7 x reader #idolish seven x reader #iori izumi x reader

[i7fanfic]

Ryunosuke with a s/o with anxiety when they go to places or are around people in general pls

Thank you for requesting this! My inner Ryuu oshi came out while writing this - Mod Kale Ryunosuke with a s/o with anxiety - i feel like ryuu has struggled with anxiety at one time so he would understand or at least try his best to - i have a feeling he would panic when he sees you very anxious about something for the first time but he will try to calm down so he doesn't make you feel any worse - he would give you reassuring smiles and will hold your hand when he can tell you're anxious about going to a certain place or start feeling this way when around tons of people - he would do everything in his will power to make sure you're okay. need some fresh air? he will step out with you. need someone to hold your hand? he definitely will as he takes your hand and kisses it softly - will always remind you to take deep breaths when you start feeling anxious - a certain scenario keeps running through my head where you and ryuu are out and he can tell you're anxious so he starts smiling at you and gently whispers if you're okay and asks if you need to leave. - my god i love him - ryunosuke will definitely make sure you're okay and will make you feel 100% better - best boy loves you tons

#ryunosuke tsunashi #trigger #idolish7 #idolish7 x reader

[diamondish9]

Can you please dribble 6 with Ryuu?

Have I ever mentioned that Ryu is my Hypothetical Ideal Male Type? Because he is and I love him

Tsunashi Ryunosuke x GN!Reader Drabble #6: “No one’s going to hurt you.” (Drabble List)

Walking into your room after getting out of a bath, you sat down on your bed with your phone in hand and checked for any notifications you had missed during your soak. You swipped away SNS notifications and spam emails until you saw a Rabbitchat from Ryu. He asked you to call him as soon as you could.

Instantly your blood ran cold. You had been dating the man for almost a year now, and you tried your hardest to keep the relationship a secret. Not only was it taboo for Idols to be dating in the first place, but Ryu had a 'sexy playboy' reputation to keep up. Being in a serious relationship went against that image. Of course having a secret relationship would eat away at you and sometimes you wondered if this was all worth it. You wondered if Ryu had felt the same way, and decided to end the relationship. You couldn't blame him if he did, you saw how much strain it took him not to shout to the world how much he loved you.

With shaking fingers, you went to Ryu's Rabbitchat profile and hit the call button. The phone rang for a few agonising seconds before Ryu had picked up.

"Hey." You said, not knowing what else to say.

"Hey." Ryu replied back, sounding just as nervous as you felt. You hoped it wasn't the worst case scenario.

"What did you want to talk about?" You shifted around until you where on the bed entirely and sitting propped up against the pillows.

"I was wondering if" - Ryu took a deep breath - "I was wondering if you wanted to officially announce our relationship."

You felt a wave of relief wash over you just before it turned to fear. Did he just ask you if you wanted to publicly announce your relationship? As in telling everyone in the entire nation (and maybe even the world) that you where in a relationship with the Second Most Desired Embrace? To tell everyone that TRIGGER's Ero Ero Beast was in a serious relationship with some random civilian?

You almost dropped your phone until Ryu snapped you back into reality.

"Are you sure that you want to do that? I mean Gaku just did a press conference about his relationship with Takanashi-san last month." You remembered the moment fondly. You could tell how much love and affection Gaku had for the sweet little blonde just by the look in his eyes. Of course, even though a majority of TRIGGER's fans where happy for Gaku, you still did see hateful comments about Tsumugi, saying how she wasn't worthy of someone like Gaku and how she should just focas on her job instead of 'stealing Gaku away'. It was ridiculous, Gaku was a human person, not an object.

A large part of you knew that the same thing would happen to you. That even though people would be happy for both him and you, there would always be someone who despised that you even existed.

"That's exactly why I want to do it." Ryu said. "I saw how it looked like a weight had been taken off of Gaku's shoulders coming clean about his relationship with Tsumugi-chan. You know how much it hurts to keep us a secret."

"I know Ryu, but it still feels risky." You could understand where Ryu was coming from. Sometimes on TV you'd catch an interviewer asking Gaku about how his relationship was doing and he'd smile all the way up to his eyes as he'd talk about his beloved with such passion. Tsumugi was a very lucky woman. When you'd look over at Ryu he'd be smiling fondly, but there would be a little bit of pain in his eyes. He wanted to talk about you the same way Gaku could so freely talk about Tsumugi.

"If you're worried about what people will say: don't." Ryu told you "I promise that no one’s going to hurt you. I won't allow them too."

When he spoke with such rigour and passion, how could you say no?

"Alright, when's the next time we both have off?"

#tsunashi ryunosuke #idolish7 #drabble

[rabbitenn]

Haisai~ If you're up for it, would you mind sharing any headcannons for TRIGGER’s first kiss/date/confession? (Any or all of those!) Thank you in advance. ❤

LOVE WHISPER.

Because firsts were always better with him.

ft. Yaotome Gaku, Kujo Tenn, Tsunashi Ryunosuke x gn! reader.

cw/genre: fluff, romance.

hello, anon, dear ! thank you for your request ! I decided to write a first thing of the ones you mentioned for each boy. I already wrote first kiss with tenn (you’ll find it on my masterlist, under the title ‘I’ll give you sweet memories’) and I have a request for Ryu confessing his feelings hehe so I hope you like the tropes I picked for each of them this time <3

♡ YAOTOME GAKU

First date ₊˚ ⋅

— Your first date with Gaku is guaranteed to be a total success.

— Not only are you very much in love with each other (despite both of you not quite believing it when the other’s feelings were reciprocated), but Gaku is an absolute gentleman (seriously, have you seen him? he’s a walking green flag).

— So you can be sure he spends a lot of time considering your preferences and all the ways in which he can surprise you on your first date as a couple.

— From fancy restaurants, to just driving around and admiring the scenery at night, to staying home; no matter what it is you want to do, your boyfriend will oblige.

— Knowing he enjoys driving and you want this to be a memory that matches his tastes too, you suggest you two go for a drive, and stop around some tranquil street with cute shops.

— “Alright.” He smiles, his features curving up into that cute smile you adored. A delicate kiss to your temple. “Let’s go?” Your boyfriend asks, his hand finding yours, calloused fingers intertwining with yours.

— You nod, dazed expression on your face as you stare at him with hearts in your eyes and heat on your cheeks.

— Your lover chuckles, you were too cute for his heart sometimes.

— Gaku is 100% the type to open his car’s door for you. He treats you like royalty, always. (He offers you his hand too when you have to get out of the car).

— Also, when he’s driving, he does that hot thing of backing up the car as he leans one hand on the passenger’s backrest. You can’t help but stare at the tautness of his arms, too aware of the outline of his muscles, his black t-shirt in perfect contrast with his ivory-like skin. Yeah, you’re grateful for the noise around, with how hard your heart is beating against your ribcage.

— Once you’re already walking around, Gaku adores small displays of affection. He’s always holding your hand, or keeping one of his hands on the small of your back.

— He also makes sure you’re always walking on the inner side of the sidewalk, away from the cars. The gesture alone warms your heart. You hold onto his arm, leaning your head against his side.

— Your affections make him smile, and he holds you a bit tighter.

— He insists on paying for your dinner too, no matter how much you argue that he doesn’t have to.

— And because of that, you now declare you must buy him a gift as thanks for tonight.

— Several shops line the street you’re currently walking around. You tug Gaku along by the hand, stopping by to look at the huge windows displaying the goods.

— Until you arrive at a store selling bath and home decor products.

— They have all kinds of soaps in cute shapes and colors, fairy lights, pretty frames for pictures… Nice, but not what you’re looking for right now…

— Until you finally find it.

— A section featuring multiple bath powders, in different scents, colors, and beautifully packaged. It’s perfect, your boyfriend likes collecting these!

— You end up picking three bath salts in the colors of TRIGGER for him: a white moon, a pink angel and blue waves.

— “They’re you, Tenn and Ryu.” You smile, as Gaku opens the small package, revealing the items.

— “You’re so precious, you know.” He tells you, as he leaves a tender kiss to your hair, bringing you close to his side, giving you a sideways hug.

— Oh, he’s also the type to drape his jacket over your shoulders at the first indication you may be cold. It’s gotten late, and his car is still a few minutes away even if you two walked fast, so, he can’t have you catching a cold after such a lovely night, can he? After all, this is only the first of many dates to come.

♡ KUJO TENN

Love confession ₊˚ ⋅

— Kujo Tenn is not what you’d call shy, per se. Certainly not on stage, where his smile and voice shined the brightest; and definitely not when he dropped those snarky remarks to those around him (most of the time they come out of him caring for those people but, yeah).

— However, when someone he cares about compliments him, or when it comes to you, you often can see his cheeks taking on a rather pink tint.

— To you, he was adorable in moments like these. There is just no way this boy doesn’t make your heart flutter at this point; his cute side and his charming side… it was no understatement that Tenn was the personification of perfection to anyone who set their eyes on him.

— However, you knew him deeper than that.

— You knew how caring he was towards his younger twin brother; how he never failed at offering the best performances, even at the cost of his own health; and how deeply he loved his two groupmates and closest friends.

— However, what you were very clearly failing to see was that your beloved Tenn’s feelings towards you went past platonic by now.

— It was obvious to anyone looking from the outside, though, that Tenn was quite smitten with you. His two friends especially were wishing you and their center got together already.

— “It’s frustrating to watch you two.” Gaku teases Tenn one day, with a knowing grin on the former’s face.

— “You… Shut up.” Tenn grumbles, cheeks abloom in blazing hues. “I’ll tell them, and you know it.”

— “Yeah, Gaku, don’t tease our Tenn so much.” Ryu smiles, affably, putting a hand on Tenn’s shoulder. “He’ll confess his feelings when he thinks it’s the right moment, right, Tenn?”

— Tenn stands up, pouting. “Of course I will,” he adjusts his clothes. “Now if you’ll excuse me, I’ll be off.”

— “How cute.” The other two say in unison once their younger friend is gone.

— See, it’s not that Tenn is unsure or afraid that you will reject him. It’s just, he wants the moment to be perfect for you.

— And so, he decides to invite you on a date, of sorts… Well not exactly, since you two aren’t a couple just yet…

— But anyway, he asks you to hang out at his house (obviously he makes sure Gaku and Ryu have gone out).

— It’s early evening, that time of day when the whole world seems to dye in seraphic shades of golden; the autumn sunbeams filtering in through the window warm up Tenn’s room.

— It’s comforting to be in here, with him. You can’t help but wonder what would it be like to be held by him, to fall asleep surrounded by his warmth…

— … /n], [Y/n], are you alright?” Tenn is asking you, those eyes colored like dark pink quartz concerned as he searches for your gaze.

— Neither of you two have realized yet how his hand has found yours, the sensation just right, as if it was meant to be.

— “I just… spaced out… sorry…” You utter, eyes locked with his. You know you’re staring, but you can’t look away from him.

— And truth be told, neither can he.

— Tenn’s forehead leans against yours softly, the softness of his starlit bangs brushing against your skin.

— “[Y/n]…”

— “Tenn…”

— “[Y/n], there’s something I want to tell you.” He finally whispers, both of his hands holding yours now.

— You can feel your heartbeat loud in your ears, pumping all the pent up feelings both you and him have been holding back up until now.

— “I like you, my [Y/n].” Tenn says, softly, rosy eyes level with yours. “Would you go out with me?”

— “Really?” You manage, your voice just a thread, quite not believing this is real.

— Your idol chuckles. “This is very much real.” He assures, one of his hands cradling the side of your face.

— Oh, so you said that out loud.

— You smile, sheepishly. “Yes, my Tenn, I’d be very happy to go out with you.” Your hands rest around his shoulders now.

— He leans in. The rest is history.

♡ TSUNASHI RYUNOSUKE

First kiss ₊˚ ⋅

— Contrary to the image the entertainment industry has built for him, Tsunashi Ryunosuke is quite shy and timid.

— He has to think about it a lot, before he’s ready and sure that yes, you’re okay with this; he would never do anything that made you uncomfortable, and if he ever accidentally did, he’d have a hard time forgiving himself :((

— No matter how much your lips distract him every time you call his name; or when you try his cooking; or when you two share a drink… wait, does that count as an indirect kiss?

— No, he has to focus. You aren’t even dating yet, are you? It’s true you spend all of your free time together but… well, you’re more than friends, that is for sure…

— What are you two, really, though?

— Ryu is very aware that if you two start ‘properly dating’ it will have to be in secret, he could never put in danger his friends’ careers, or his own for that matter; not to speak of all the media making up farces about it, and putting you in potential danger…

— Such are the thoughts running through his mind as he makes dinner for you two.

— “Ryu,” you call him, standing up from the couch. “There’s something on your mind, isn’t there?”

— He gulps, his grip on the spoon he was using to stir the sauce going stiff. Then he sighs, shoulders slumping slightly.

— “How can you tell?” The idol asks, those sunshine eyes of his staring at the ground in defeat.

— You chuckle. “Hey, don’t be sad now…” You guide his face to look at you. “I just knew… you were more quiet than usual, you seemed tense and were spacing out all the time… Is everything okay?”

— How is he supposed to lie to those eyes? Not when you look at him with such concern held in your gaze, one hand still lingering near his face.

— With another sigh, Ryunosuke resigns himself to just telling it like it is. It’s not like he can do anything else now, right? Besides, it wouldn't be fair to you either.

— “Yes, it has… there has been something on my mind lately, actually…”

— You lean against the kitchen counter, tenderness in your gaze as you tilt your head to one side and ask him:

“Do you need to talk about it?” You ask, delicately putting a hand over his arm, as you look up at him with concern.

— You are really making this difficult, how is he supposed to hold back? He just can’t, not when you are so caring and his heart is practically doing somersaults inside his ribcage.

— You squeeze his arm reassuringly.

“Ryu, it’s okay if it’s difficult to talk about, you don’t need to tell me… but I’ll be here to support you no matter what.”

— “I- it’s- I just…” The idol stammers. You rub his back soothingly. “[Y/n].” He finally manages, turning around to face you. “Can I kiss you?”

— You giggle, offering him a shy sideways smile.

“So that is what you had in mind?” You lean towards him, your faces mere centimeters away. “I thought you’d never ask.” You whisper in the space between, before leaning into him.

— His kiss is the gentleness of the afternoon sun in early autumn, the brightness of a blue sky criss-crossed by the reflection of sunbeams over a tranquil sea, akin to harp cords made to play only the sweetest melody.

— It’s every happy memory you’ve made together contained in a single moment.

— And neither of you wants to pull away.

— But alas, the need for oxygen forces you to separate momentarily.

— Soft laughter fills the space, as your noses brush against each other.

— Both of you crave for more already.

#idolish7 x reader #idolish7 imagines #idolish7 #idolish7 hadcanons #idolish7 fluff #ainana #ainana x reader #idolish seven #kujo tenn x reader #kujo tenn #yaotome gaku x reader #yaotome gaku #tsunashi ryunosuke x reader #tsunashi ryunosuke #idolish7 x you #idolish7 scenarios #idolish7 x y/n #anime x reader #anime imagines #anime fluff

[rabbitenn]

hello, i was wondering if i could request trigger and what soulmate au you think matches them? like red string of fate, injuries appearing on your soulmates body, countdown timer, etc. please remember to take care of yourself and no rush when it comes to this. i just really appreciate finding another fan of trigger :)

thank you and i hope you remember to eat, rest, and hydrate <33

U COMPLETE ME.

“Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.”

ft. Yaotome Gaku, Kujo Tenn, Tsunashi Ryunosuke x gn! reader.

cw/genre: soulmate au, romance, fluff.

hi, lovely nonnie ! thank you so much for this request ! it is my first time ever writing soulmate au, so I hope it’s not too bad… you’re so sweet ! you take care as well, yeah? stay safe, well rested and hydrated 🩷 I’m glad to meet another TRIGGER fan too <3 I apologize this took so long :(( – it’s also the longest fic I’ve ever written hehe – I still hope you like it, mwah !

♡ YAOTOME GAKU

… and getting flowered tattoos wherever your soulmate receives a scar. The tattoos disappear once you and your soulmate meet.

It started around the time TRIGGER was formed.

Gaku doesn’t really know the meaning of the dark ink appearing on his skin sometimes.

It began with the swirling rose on his shoulder, an intricate pattern of decaying petals that seemed to drift away over the pallor of his back. The art was beautiful, but he can’t quite recall ever having it done. It seemed to be appealing enough for photoshoots, so his manager didn’t mind much.

However, that mysterious flower wasn’t the last of petals that would caress the idol’s skin.

Another flower appeared some time after, right below one of his knees. A dahlia this time, its petals with a subtle shade of warm pink filling them in.

And again, he is certain he has never stepped into a tattoo parlor…

This matter is beginning to take a turn for the bizarre, seeing how the rose on his shoulder is mostly faded, akin to a sepia colored photograph displayed in a sunny room, memories exchanged for light and time.

However, he was not the only one with a garden of ink flowering on their skin.

—

Lying down on your bed, you spread your fingers, hand raised before you. Your eyes follow the lines of the two blooms circling your pointer and ring finger: a dahlia and a rose, respectively.

Where did they even come from? You don’t have the habit of drawing on your own skin since you were a kindergartner, nor have you dared to get anything permanently inked on your body just yet… The flowers simply appeared one night, as if they were extensions of the starry heavens, forming a ring tailored to you.

You roll around in your bed, picking up one of the latest magazines you’ve acquired, your favorite idol group featuring on its cover.

The next thing you know, you’re bolting upright, the glossy book centimeters away from your face.

It’s not like the fact that TRIGGER appears on the cover is anything out of the ordinary, but rather, you’re solely focused on their leader.

Yaotome Gaku. Your bias since they debuted.

He’s wearing nothing but an open white shirt with black pants.

And there, on his right shoulder, you see it.

It’s partially covered by his clothes, but they’re see-through enough.

Dark lines converging into what’s unmistakably a rose, a few petals extending down his back and collarbone.

Your eyes flit from your hand to the picture and to your hand again.

There is no doubt. It’s the exact same design.

You have to make it to their next concert. You have to see him, and try to talk to him. Even if it just may be wishful thinking, you have to at least try.

Luckily for you, TRIGGER’s next live performance is around the corner.

—

And so, the fated day arrives, with you on the first row holding white light sticks tightly.

All your nerves seem to manifest in the throbbing sensation of the dark blooms you sport.

As usual, TRIGGER’s concert is an utter success, and you’d be elated to be witnessing such a spectacle were it not for the wild thumping of your heart at what you’ve decided to do afterwards.

As the music ends and your favorite idols say good night, you take one last deep breath.

You make a beeline for the back entrance and wait.

Muffled voices of fans come from the other side of the rundown door, but they’re all white noise to you.

Under the mixed light of stars and streetlamps, you examine your tattoos once more. They almost seem to flicker, as if glitter in shades of night had been melted over the inked lines.

Minutes pass, the crowd dissipating, their voices fading into the faraway stars, concealed behind the abundance of illumination.

And then, the door to your side opens.

A tall figure you’ve watched dance countless times strides out, and, for a second, your voice dies out in your throat.

Is this really a good idea? Will he just take you for another crazy fan?

No, you have to focus.

“E-excuse me…” You begin, voice slightly trembling.

Steely eyes meet yours, yet somehow, you don’t feel any of the coldness their color would suggest.

“I…” The idol’s head tilts to the side for an instant at your hesitation. “Okay so this might sound insane, and you’ll probably think I’m some crazy fan, which I am- A fan I mean, not crazy, hopefully…” You trail off, nervously fiddling with the hem of your shirt, as you look down. “But the thing is…” You shake your head. “I’ll show you.” You finally manage, exposing your ring finger to the night lights. “Maybe it’s just a coincidence, but… how did you get your tattoo? The one on your shoulder… I kind of… isn’t this one the exact same?” You ask, showing him your hand.

His winter sky eyes widen, and, when you follow his gaze, you find an eerie glow blazing in shades of white where your tattoos are.

And not only that. A gasp leaves your lips when matching brightness emanates from the man’s shoulder and knee, the shapes, the exact same on your fingers, glowing in your favorite color.

“What even-“ he begins. His sentence goes unfinished, the sudden burst of light fading, leaving nothing but untarnished skin behind, all traces of ink vanished.

Then you notice them.

Paler than the rest of his skin, two thin lines mar his ring and index finger, the exact same place where your tattooed flowers used to be.

And it dawns on you, that the garden of ink you’ve been sharing isn’t just a coincidence.

“How did you get these?” You question, fingers delicately threading through the idol’s. The rosy hue of summer dahlias rises to his cheeks at the contact. “I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to…” You fumble, realizing you were holding his hand.

“No need to apologize.” He smiles. “I help out someone in the kitchen sometimes.” He doesn’t elaborate further.

Afterwards, one of his hands reaches for your shoulder, where the point of a jagged thin scar, mostly faded, peeks out. “May I?” He asks, as you nod, giving him the green light to pull your shirt slightly aside.

Momentarily, his gaze widens, a flash of puzzle pieces falling into place. Then, a soft smile tilts his lips upwards.

“So, may I know the name of my soulmate?” Are the words of Yaotome Gaku, as he extends a hand to you.

You take it, introducing yourself.

“Is it okay for us to be together here in the open, Yaotome-san?” You ask, glancing around for prying eyes.

“It’s alright.” He assures, tone soft. “And you can call me just Gaku.” A smile reaches his eyes, its shine not unlike the slivers of moon reflected in the puddles of late summer rain. “It’s nice to finally meet you, [Y/n]”.

“Likewise, just Gaku.” You grin, a little mischievous, as you take his hand.

♡ KUJO TENN

… and sharing the same talents. What one learns, the other can also do.

Unconsciously, you start humming the same melody again.

Like every morning as you walk through deserted streets, the sun yet to rise from behind an horizon that you felt was at the tip of your fingertips when you sang.

It’s a well known piece, of that you are certain. You’ve done your research as lyrics began flowing from your lips like a forgotten native language.

Somehow, one day you knew them by heart, when the previous one, a nostalgic melody was all you had to go by.

And the voice you hear, or imagine in your mind when you think about the song… you swear you’ve heard it somewhere before.

As a gust of wind causes you to tuck your coat tighter around you, a flapping sound momentarily interrupts your line of thought.

Clinging onto a street light, a dark piece of glossy paper catches your eye. Bright colors can be made out on the edges of it, white lettering covering the back of the flier.

No harm in taking a look, right? You think to yourself, as your gloved hand reaches for it.

Turning it around in your grasp, you notice it’s an advertisement.

Apparently TRIGGER is performing again soon at the FSC Hall.

A smile illuminated in the cold light of morning curls your lips upwards.

Finally, they’re getting a chance to perform at a large venue.

TRIGGER is the group that’s been with you through thick and thin since their formation, and oddly enough, somehow, you could always memorize their songs without even trying.

Well, not exactly memorize.

It’s more like, you already knew every one of their songs when you listened to them for the first time.

It certainly was uncommon, but then again, since you were a kid you somehow had always picked up dancing and singing uncanningly quickly, with no training at all. And while you did not choose to make it a profession, it certainly was a hobby you held very dear.

The tunes you sang, the swaying of your body on nights when all you knew were tears, had brought a little of light and color to otherwise tinted in drowning memories.

And it was TRIGGER’s songs you always danced to, akin to the first cherry blossoms carpeting an otherwise muddy ground.

Pocketing the pamphlet, you heave a sigh, adjusting your back and heading towards the train station.

You have to get tickets this time. Is the thought that accompanies you for the rest of the day, in moments when you’re not humming that song.

The center of your beloved idol group in question, by the way, happened to have a hidden talent of his own too.

—

Everyone who is a fan of Kujo Tenn knows of his enjoyment of sweeter tastes, and especially, his love for donuts.

However, what remains a secret to most is the fact that he can bake quite well.

The idol doesn’t know how or when exactly did he learn; his only memory is still being in middle school when his usual bakery had run out of his beloved treat, thus, he decided to try his hand at it himself.

To his surprise, both the flavor and texture came out perfectly, almost impossibly alike to the chocolatey desserts he usually got on his way home.

He hasn’t visited that bakery for a while, now that he thinks about it… Will it even still be there?

He doesn’t have much longer to dwell on the thought when his two groupmates (who also happen o be his roommates) get home.

“Something smells really good in here…” Tenn can make out Ryu's voice coming from somewhere in the corridor.

“Tenn, we’re home!” Gaku this time, and two sets of approaching footsteps.

“Hey, Tenn, what is it that smells so nice?”

Tenn in question has a few seconds to ‘tsk’ and turn around, frilly pink apron still on while he mixes the dough.

“You guys could have warned me that you’d be here so early.” He grumbles, blushing. Oh, he so knows the other two won’t drop the subject of him cooking in a cute apron.

“You baking?” Gaku, his head peeking over Ryunosuke’s shoulder.

Tenn pinches the bridge of his nose. For someone who was the center of a world famous idol group, he certainly didn’t enjoy being on the spotlight like this.

“So what if I am…” He glares at the leader of his group.

“Must you always be so charming?” Gaku shoots back, words coated in pure sarcasm.

“There, there… guys, please, there’s no need to fight…” Ryu intervenes. “I didn’t know you could bake, Tenn… when did you learn?”

Maroon eyes avert to the side.

“It’s complicated… I didn’t exactly learn… I just tried one day and somehow I knew how to.”

“Just like that?” His friend’s amber eyes narrow in thought. He gives Gaku a look, to which the latter shakes his head in confusion. “I’m not entirely sure that could be your case,” Ryu continues. “But, back in Okinawa, I heard people talk once, stories circulated too… I’m not certain how much truth is there in them but maybe… could it be you have a soulmate, Tenn?”

The modern angel’s brows furrow skeptically.

“A soulmate? Isn’t that a folktale?”

“We don’t know…” his older friend goes on. “Isn’t it just a little strange, however, you could bake perfectly on the first try? Unless you used some recipe…”

“I didn’t.” Tenn states, confidently. “It’s as if… I somehow had already memorized it, even though I cannot remember when, how or where.”

“Then it’s not impossible you got this talent from them… And whoever they are, they know a thing or two about making sweets. Seems fitting for you, huh?” Comes Ryunosuke’s friendly teasing.

As his friends go get changed, Tenn begins preparing the dough for shaping, the word ‘soulmate’ lingering on the back of his mind like an old childhood song.

—

Lately, Zero Arena had become a place of respite for you.

Early evenings dusked beautifully behind the building, pinks and golds glittering off of the expanse of rippling water surrounding it.

Despite the warm hues the world keeps dyeing in as the sun sets, the air is cold.

You regret not having brought a scarf.

Plus, the just baked donuts you made at work only do so much to warm your hands as you hold the box between them.

Closing your eyes against the dying sunlight, you lean back on the bench, taking a breath before starting to sing the lyrics the great idol Zero used to.

Dis one.

Curiously, that and TRIGGER’s songs were the ones you managed to always intone perfectly, especially the parts Kujo Tenn, their center, performed.

Except this once, yours is not the only singing voice.

You’d have to live under a rock to not recognize that voice, but then again, this couldn’t be, could it?

You wait until you and your duet companion chant the last note.

And then you turn around.

A few feet away from where you sit, a lean male stands. His hair falls perfectly over one side of his face, the color of starlight through clouds. He sports a dark coat, accentuating the overall angelic pallor of his complexion, the red scarf around his neck, almost matching the shade of his eyes, akin to little pools of a blazing horizon.

“How are you able to sing that song perfectly? Kujo Tenn inquires, without further preamble.

His tone… it’s… colder? than what you recall him to be on stage.

You bite your lip, then:

“I don’t know. I just do… I’ve known this song for a long time… I have no idea why I can sing it, how, when, or where I learned it.”

His expression remains guarded; then, he notices the box you’re holding over your lap.

Recognition flashes through his sanguine gaze.

“That box. What’s in it?” Tenn’s eyes don’t leave the logo stamped in pink over the white background.

He knows that design. He used to stop by every day back when he was still in middle school, after all.

“Oh, this?” You open the lid an inch. “Just something I made today at work after I ended my shift. Would you like to try one, Kujo-kun?” You offer, now opening the donut-filled box completely.

A tender smile paints the idol’s lips a more vibrant shade of rose the moment you recognize him, slender fingers reaching out for one of the chocolate covered donuts.

“I remember these, from years ago.” He trails off. “I didn’t know if the shop would still be there…”

“It is.” You smile, a little woeful. “My grandparents grew too old to keep working on the business, though, so I kind of manage it by myself now.”

A twilit breeze picks up, your free hand instinctively reaching up to pull your coat closer around your neck.

“Oh! Would you like to have these?” You manage, fumbling a little for words when it sinks in that, yes, you’re talking to one of the most famous idols of the moment.

“Only if you accept this first.” The man utters, already wrapping his maroon scarf snuggly around your neck.

You fluster, cheeks blazing like the sun that’s already halfway behind Zero Arena’s ground level.

Nodding, you hand him the box.

“I have another offer.” Tenn states, fingers brushing against yours when you pass him the package. “I can help you bake for your shop. Would you like to… meet up and practise my performances with me some time in exchange?”

You raise an eyebrow.

“No offense but, can you bake?”

“I don’t know why I can, how, when, or where I learned, but yes, I can bake.” The idol replies, with a warm, knowing smile.

“And what do you gain from this exchange?” You question further, a part of you fearing this is just some cruel joke despite how right everything, how right you feel around him.

“To get to know my soulmate.” Tenn utters, as notes of powdered sugar and fuchsia clouds surround you.

That’s more like the angel you admire.

Your soulmate.

“I’d like to get to know you, too, Tenn.” You return his smile, soft.

As you share conversation coated in colored sweetener, you begin making your way back home.

Home…

Perhaps you’ve already started becoming each other’s.

♡ TSUNASHI RYUNOSUKE

… and having a compass on your body leading you to where your soulmate is.

Lately, the needle has started twitching.

In golden ink, perfectly circular on the inner side of your wrist, the tattoo of an ornate compass lies.

Its point had always been stagnant, lines in silver glitter inked over your veins, its only movement your beating pulse.

However, as nights began to cover in bright lights and snow, your compass had started pointing towards somewhere.

Or rather, someone.

You knew wherever they were, whoever they were, you’d find them somewhere along the other end of the needle.

As you sip a warming latte, your gaze entranced by the slow flutter of snowflakes as they fall with the gelid breeze of night, you wonder.

What kind of person might your soulmate be? Are they still far away, since all the compass has done is flutter, not particularly pointing anywhere?

Does the movement mean you’re somehow getting closer to your soulmate?

Sighing, you pull your sleeve over the aureate circle permanently etched on you, before standing up, paying for your order and taking off into the cold evening.

—

The sudden activity on his compass can’t be just coincidence.

Tsunashi Ryunosuke knows he’s not hallucinating either, he knows the gilded lines tracing over his veins by heart.

After all, the compass never once moved when he used to accompany his father on fishing trips, tumultuous waters threatening to topple the small boat over.

However, since he’s gotten into this plane, the argent point has budged slightly, akin to a broken watch that went back and forth, forever ticking the exact same second.

Ryunosuke’s honey gaze glances out the window, his hometown in Okinawa little more than a dot of green and brown over the astronomical expanse of blue expanding on all sides.

Closing his eyes, the to-be idol leans against the headrest of his seat.

He wonders, what will this new life of his be like? And who is the person his tattoo is being pulled towards?

Landing is still hours away; he guesses he can rest his mind for a while for now.

—

The compass has moved again.

Fully moved this time, unmistakably pointing towards a concrete direction, no matter how much you turn around or change position.

A pull resonates throughout your whole body, urging you to follow the path it indicates. A lane of gilded cobblestones, at the end of which your other half supposedly awaits.

What if it’s all wrong, though? What if they’re someone scary? What if you just get kidnapped and all of this is just part of some malicious bigger scheme?

‘No. Focus, [Y/n]’. You try telling yourself, shaking your head.

A gust of liquid night pricks your skin in icy shards when you step outside, the moon’s smile glinting off of the aureate pattern on your forearm, a thread of starlight pulling you towards your fated soulmate.

Of course, the universe saw to it that you were not the only one chasing after this not yet tangible dream.

“Excuse me for a second now, guys.” Ryu announces, after him and his two future group mates have finished showing off their dancing moves.

Quickly grabbing his coat on the way out, his steps carry him through the stardust contained in the remnants of snow littering the streets.

And yet, despite the possibility of slipping, the idol’s gaze is solely focused on his wrist.

In the same way those of the person who accidentally bumps into him are.

A colliding force suddenly sends you stumbling backwards, the slippery asphalt already unforgivingly hard in your mind as you shut your eyes and brace for impact.

Except instead of the cold and hard sound of dirty concrete against bones, a gentle voice follows.

“I’m so sorry! Are you alright?”

Then you open your eyes. Strong arms are keeping you upright, strangely comforting, even though this is the first time you’ve seen the owner of this warming voice.

Regaining your stance, you apologize:

“My bad, I guess I wasn’t looking where I was going…” You explain, laughing a bit nervously.

The man smiles, and you realize then how handsome he truly is.

For all you know, he could very well be a model, an actor even.

Soft brown hair sweeps over one side of his face, his tanned skin accentuating inviting golden irises. The curves of his face are sharp and sculpted, but somehow soft all at once; a gentle hearth, beckoning you to take a moment of respite.

“I suppose I wasn’t paying attention either.” Are the next words he speaks, waking you up from your momentary reverie.

Then, a flash of gold catches his eye, and you notice him glancing to your wrist.

“Ah yeah…” You smile, a bit flustered. “I was just looking for someone…” Your words trail off, observing how the needle now points in the direction the attractive stranger came from.

“That makes two of us, then.” He smiles, displaying the inner side of his forearm for you to see the exact same tattoo you have, pointing straight towards you.

Matching smiles meet your lips when it all clicks.

He’s the one you had been searching for amidst nights where falling snow erased the traces of everything; the footprints of fated love buried beneath layers of frigid moondust.

And you. The tethering anchor awaiting in the raging waves. A lighthouse, the promise of a home here too, despite being miles away from his own.

“Call me Ryu.” He tells you, extending a hand to you.

You sofly shake it, both of you a little awkward.

You chuckle in unison.

“I kinda have to get back somewhere now…” He explains, a shadow of guilt passing over those sunshine eyes. “But let’s meet soon? I’ll find you.” He promises, raising his arm, showing you the compass pointed at you.

“Sounds good.” You softly utter, to him, to the stars who wrote this fate.

With a last kind smile, he rushes towards the street he came from.

You stand there for a few minutes after his figure has vanished.

Ryu. You have the impression the glow of fame is coming his way.

You turn on your heel.

The stars glow a little warmer.

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[rabbitenn]

Hello!

May I request Yuki and TRIGGER with an s/o who makes a long, passionate speech about how much they love the boys in public?

TO MY DEAREST.

Because the world needs to know your love for him.

ft. Yuki, Yaotome Gaku, Kujo Tenn, Tsunashi Ryunosuke x gn! reader.

cw/genre: fluff, mild spoilers for part 5 of the story, slight mentions of alcohol.

Thank you for your request, nonnie, dear ! I’m very sorry this took so long, I hope you still like it <3

♡ YUKI

— Well, a public speech is definitely one way to fluster him.

— Really, despite his cool exterior and at times intimidating presence towards his juniors, Yuki is easily fazed by your acts of affection.

— So you expressing how much he means to you in front of the whole television station was not something he expected to happen on his daily life.

— Moreover, given the situation going on with rumors being spread around him, courtesy of Tsukumo.

— “What do you mean you feel like you cannot trust him?” You were asking one of the staff, a rather angry expression on your face at the other’s hesitation.

— Boiling anger shines white-hot in you at such a statement, your heart rate accelerating in utter fury at people believing baseless rumors.

— And you know, you know that Yuki would tell you he’s the one who has to deny any of those, but perhaps this time (or always) your love for him overpowers your reason.

— “Yuki is a very kind person, you know? If you bothered to get to know him for who he truly is and not just believe that gossip you’d know for yourself! In all the years we’ve been together, he’s always been there for me. He’s attentive to details and surprises me when I least expect it with the sweetest gestures. I know him, I know him well. He does everything for me, from cooking my favorite dishes when he knows I’ve had a long day to running me warm baths with my favorite bath salts. I love him more than anything. And I always will. So you better inform yourself before saying anything bad about him!”

— With that, you turn tail, pace brisk as you leave the interviewer speechless and defeated, not conceding any room for argument.

— And with the adrenaline pulsating through you, you haven’t realized how the whole room has gone quiet.

— Nor are you thinking right now about the fact your boyfriend totally heard everything.

— As you make your way back to the green room, he intercepts you.

— Hand catching your wrist, he tugs you along, until he closes the door behind you.

— You stare at your lover, eyes widened, fixated on his icy stare.

— “[Y/n], close your eyes.” Yuki asks, face partially obscured by long silvery locks.

— “Why?”

— “Because I’m going to kiss you right now.” Are his words before leaning in.

— You were too good to be true. And if his shyness won’t let him express it with words, then he’ll show you this way.

— Not that you are complaining, though.

♡ YAOTOME GAKU

— He’s a simp.

— Like, seriously. Gaku is so in love with you and is ready to propose and do anything for you.

— So you giving a speech in public about how much you love him? Say no more. He’s whipped.

— Probably (definitely) you weren’t completely sober.

— See, it was the new year’s party at Yaotome Productions and you had a little bit (too much) champagne.

— And so, the sparkly liquid opened the secret diary of your heart, true feelings spilling over in words of praise for your boyfriend.

— “Gaku…” You mutter, holding onto his arm, nuzzling your head on his shoulder. “Have I told you I love you today?”

— Steely eyes look at you, expression soft. Your words are a little slurred, eyes half lidded as you look up at him in wonder.

— “I know you do.” He assures, with a soft kiss to the crown of your head. “And I love you too, my darling.”

— “But I don’t tell you enough…” You pout. “Everyone should know I love you!” You conclude, walking towards a table in the center of the venue.

— “Everyone, please could you pay attention to me for a second?” You ask, waving your arms.

— “Tonight a new year ends. And with it, new memories have been stored into our hearts, no?” You smile.

— “So, before the clock strikes twelve, I would like to dedicate a few words to someone.”

— To all of this, Gaku stands there, his expression equal parts flustered and smitten with you.

— “I want to thank my boyfriend for all the moments we’ve lived together. I love him more than anything, he’s such a gentleman to me… He’s the most caring person ever, and any who have met him would agree with me that they are so, so, lucky to have come across such a chance.”

— “So, even if I will not reveal his name, and I’ll ask all of you who know here to keep it secret, I love you, my dearest. I hope you know how much.”

— A clamor of cheers and clapping engulfs the scene, as Gaku waits for you towards the back of the room.

— Ryuu shoots him an encouraging smile, while Tenn gives him a knowing smirk.

— TRIGGER’s leader is determined to take you to the most beautiful spot to see the new year’s fireworks now.

— And, of course, with no one around. For the question he has planned to ask is reserved for your ears only.

♡ KUJO TENN

— Tenn is shy about it, but hides it with a pout and averted eyes.

— He certainly did not expect to get back to Ryu’s apartment with you rambling on about how happy TRIGGER’s center makes you.

— Don’t get him wrong. Tenn finds it adorable, and were you to be in private, he’d charm and tease you.

— It’s just that you expressing your love for him in front of his friends and manager…

— It really does make his cheeks dye in rosy hues and his heart skip more than one beat.

— See, if this was in public, he’d run to silence you.

— He’s an idol and he has fans he cannot disappoint. Plus, your relationship being exposed to the public like that would only ensue rumors around the media.

— But well, if it’s just only amongst his groupmates and Anesagi-san, your boyfriend will listen to what you have to say before revealing he’s home already.

— “Tenn is just so cute and precious, guys… I love him more than anything. He loves cats and they love him… We went to a cat cafe the other day and all the small kitties flocked around him and wanted to climb on his lap…” You ramble on.

— “Tenn’s giggles were the most adorable thing ever… And the way he cared for all the cats? It was the sweetest… He’s also so caring, you know? Even if he pretends to act cold and angry sometimes, he truly is so gentle.”

— “He loves his brother so much and he’s always so good to me, he’s super affectionate when we’re in private… And he really treasures you all, guys.”

— While you proceed with your loving speech, Gaku and Ryu are aawing, commenting on how cute their youngest member is, and how they’d like to see him acting all lovey dovey with you.

— Anesagi is fawning over you and Tenn, holding back tears as she fangirls over “young love”.

— To all this scene, Gaku comments on how he’d like to see Tenn’s flustered expression if he were to hear what you guys are talking about.

— “Oh? Is that so?” The latter asks, announcing his presence. He places a sweet kiss to your cheek, shooting a vicious glare in Gaku’s direction. “Is it because you got rejected twice in the span of five minutes?”

— “You…” TRIGGER’s leader snaps.

— “Hey, guys, don’t fight, please!” You and Ryu say in unison.

— Both light haired males sigh, averting their gaze from each other, Tenn’s cheeks not unlike his image color.

— Well, the angelic idol knows he’ll be giving you plenty of affection (and teasing you too) once you’re alone later.

♡ TSUNASHI RYUNOSUKE

— He blushes, but he’s also very happy and admires your assertiveness.

— Ryu’s a little worried about you, though.

— These are trying times for him and the rest of TRIGGER, with all the false accusations and gossip circulating around…

— For you to get involved too… your lover doesn’t want the media making up hoaxes about your private life because of him.

— And yet, despite everything, you seem hell bent on not keeping quiet in the slightest about the truth of the matter, and about how much he means to you.

— Camera flashes follow you two, paparazzi popping up in the most unlikely places, surely with nothing good in mind.

— You’re using a disguise, but well, even that way, it’s not like your partner is exactly inconspicuous.

— So, of course, you are surrounded.

— You’ve had it with them.

— So when they next ask you if you trust Ryu and whether or not you’re afraid he’ll play you, you don’t conceal the emotions burning on your face.

— “Listen here, you mindless pricks!” You grumble, taking one of the journalist’s mics.

— “Ryunosuke is just about the sweetest guy you can meet, alright? He is the kindest and most gentle, he would never betray his friends and even less so a lover, just so that you know!” You claim, determination burning in your stare.

— “Yes, go ahead and make this the next headline, who gives a damn anymore about the fake news you spread maliciously? He’s dear to many people. He loves his family more than anything. He always has a kind word for those close to him, and sweet, true smiles for his fans.”

— “And most of all, Ryu is very dear to me. All this time, all the gossip you’ve been spreading? It’s all fake constructed evidence. So pack your notebooks and go back to college. I think your degree doesn’t have much use if you can’t see something so obvious.”

— With that, you grab your boyfriend’s hand and leave the scene, a speechless crowd in your wake.

— Amber eyes look at you fondly, but a shadow of concern still lingers at the fact you got involved in all this drama.

— “[Y/n], you didn’t-“

— “I didn’t have to?” You beat him to it. “I know. I wanted to, Ryu.” Your hands cup his tan cheeks. “And I’d do it again, because I love you so much.”

— His lids flutter closed, a sigh escaping him.

— There was no helping it once you were set onto something.

— “You are too precious.” Are the words he whispers, as his strong arms wrap around you.

— “No, you!” You chuckle, with a sweet kiss to his jawline.

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[rabbitenn]

Hi!

Could I request headcanons of TRIGGER (separately) with a baker s/o who loves making sweets and treats for them, especially when they do a good job?

SWEET DREAMS ARE MADE OF THIS.

Your treats are only surpassed in sweetness by your tender kisses.

ft. Yaotome Gaku, Kujo Tenn, Tsunashi Ryunosuke x gn! reader.

cw/genre: fluff.

This is such a cute request, nonnie ! Thank you so much <3 I’m sorry it took so long… I hope you still like it !

♡ YAOTOME GAKU

— Gaku is so in love. Not just because of the way you go out of your way to make something nice for him, but because you are just so… precious.

— Words of kindness and praise leave your lips with the same ease as powdered sugar coats his every time he eats the pastries you make.

— Steely eyes scan the kitchen, afternoon sunlight filtering in, seemingly threaded around you as you move about to prepare another batch of the sweet addiction.

— However, to your lover, watching you is sweet enough; akin to the first drops of nectar, leaving him longing for more, the rose-colored instants in which you lay between his arms.

— With a smile, you turn around, stealing a fleeting kiss from him, the taste of glazed sugar present from the treat you had a taste of (Gaku insisted, you had prepared them, after all).

— However, he wants more.

— So, putting down the confectionery he was eating, your boyfriend catches your wrist, pulling you over his lap.

— In sweet scented silence, a few seconds pass.

— Then, TRIGGER’s leader is leaning in. And powdered sugar merges with your lipgloss when he kisses you, an amalgamation of tenderness and hunger.

— And, well, who are you to resist?

— You kiss him back with just as much fervor, thinking you’ll bake extra treats for him if it means kisses this sweet.

— There are other times, you’re working up until the late hours of the evening, when your boyfriend shows up. The bell over the shop’s door announces his arrival just as the sun gives you two some privacy, as it dips behind the faraway skyline.

— In these instances, even if not many words are exchanged between you two, you feel at peace.

— The scent of baked goods lingers, as Gaku helps you arrange some boxes and materials you’ll need for tomorrow’s shift.

— And as always, you’ve saved your best piece for him.

— Today, the silver of the constellations peeking through the window mirrors in the decoration of the cupcake you’ve reserved for him.

— The glazing is in his image color, a moon motif decorating the sweet in swirling patterns.

— And, to Gaku, the sight of you holding the pretty treat for him to take is brighter than the stars outside he doesn’t bother looking at.

— What would be the use, when his dream come true is right in front of him, offering him minutes of borrowed dusk, coated in sugar?

♡ KUJO TENN

— Tenn gets that soft look in his eyes every time his shared apartment fills with the scent of just baked cookies.

— As much as he claims to work hard for the sake of his fans’ smiles, going back home to you is what really puts a smile on his angelic features, the warmth of sugary air wrapping around him as his childhood blankets did.

— He lets out a soft chuckle, as he hears you humming one of his group’s songs when he enters the kitchen.

— You’re so focused on preparing the ingredients you’ll be needing, you haven’t yet noticed your boyfriend’s presence.

— Only when familiar arms wrap around your middle, and the softness of his snowy hair brushes against your cheek, do you realize an angel has arrived at your doorstep.

— Your lover’s long lashes flutter closed, akin to the gentle caress of angel wings, as he says:

“Made some for me, my love?”

— A trail of kisses over the column of your neck is left in his wake, until his lips reach the shell of your ear, a whisper of “missed you” making your heart skip a beat.

— Tenn always loved watching from behind as you baked, even when you were still kids and you were just learning.

— You remember it as if it all happened yesterday, how he’d stop by your family’s bakery every day after school, those huge rose colored eyes of his curiously looking over your shoulder as you attempted to make donuts for the first time.

— The shape was a little crooked, but to nine year old Tenn, they looked a little like hearts.

— Like the ones in his eyes when he looks at you.

— “Of course I made some for you.” You tell him, turning around, as you feed him a pink cookie with strawberry topping. “Say aaah-“ You tease him, putting the sweet treat near his lips.

— However, charm and flustering you are your boyfriend’s specialty.

— So, clasping your hand in his, he takes the cookie from you with his teeth.

— “Sweet like you, my love.” Tenn whispers, leaving a fleeting kiss on your lips, before walking away to get changed, while you stand there, face burning, as the cookies in the oven almost do.

— On other occasions, when TRIGGER has live performances, you’re always there with Tenn in the green room, and naturally, you’ve made sure to prepare a special prize for him after the concert.

— A box wrapped in a pretty package waits for him backstage, topped with your loving hugs and sweet smiles.

— Soft kisses are exchanged between you and the angelic idol, as Ryu and Gaku give you some privacy, smiling knowingly.

— Both because they’re sure to tease their younger friend afterwards, and because you always made sure to bring sweets for them, after all.

♡ TSUNASHI RYUNOSUKE

— Ryu wants to bake with you every time he sees you working on a new or old recipe.

— He loves cooking! And would love to learn how to bake too, especially if it's with you teaching him.

— He flusters when you take his hands to guide him, the pretty pink of the strawberries prepared to decorate the small cakes tinting his cheeks.

— TRIGGER’s eldest can feel his heart racing, face flaring up in the same warmth of the naturally lit kitchen.

— You let out a soft laugh at his shy expressions, the sunlight streaming in, illuminating his eyes, akin to mirrors into the afternoon’s molten rays.

— Your lover especially enjoys moments like this in the quiet of your bakery, before opening hours.

— The cozy atmosphere inside the shop contrasts with the freeze of first dawn, the coppery accents and wooden decorations making for a comforting ambiance.

— That, paired with the lingering sugar in the air, is enough to make one believe they’ve stepped into a fairytale, sunrise capturing the small dust particles in midair.

— And to Ryu, that is exactly where he is; amidst a silent paradise, where your light and song are the foundations of his world.

— There is an inherent tenderness in these transient moments you spend together before the morning fully settles.

— You reach a hand towards your boyfriend’s sculpted jawline, brushing away some remnants of flour.

— He smiles, noses brushing together, as you lean in for a sweet kiss.

— Waking up early, just for these stolen dream-like states was so worth it.

— Although Ryu knows Tenn is going to scold him if he underperforms…

— And, even though the latter means well, you know of his… angry cat tendencies, so you always ensure Ryu has something sweet and energizing to eat on his way to work.

— He adores it, every single time.

— It is you and your pastries that always seem to come to his aid in trying times, after all.

— Like that time he had to perform alone, only blue lights coloring a stage he carried on his shoulders for his friends.

— Guilt hung over Ryu in ashen clouds, blaming himself for the downfall of his group.

— However, in that murky night, a sliver of moon seemed to smile at him from behind the clouds, in the form of your outstretched hand, that offered him a box of homemade cookies.

— Gazing up at the night sky from his balcony, the saccharine taste of the biscuits assuages his anguish, if only a little.

— When the moonlight illuminates the treats, shades of blue, pink and silver shine in the night.

— A sign for better days and immense success to come.

— Of course, with you by his side.

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[rabbitenn]

LAST DIMENSION.

You were warned not to eat or drink anything if you ever found yourself in the place where the starlight can’t reach. And yet, before you knew it, your lips were already sweetened with honeyed nectar. What awaits you in this part of the Underworld?

ft. demon Tsunashi Ryunosuke x gn! reader.

cw/genre: halloween special, fantasy au, romance.

third of the halloween fics based on spooky night ! I hope you enjoy <3

In the months you had spent venturing every corner of this decaying world, you had learned there were certain rules to abide by.

If you wanted to stay alive, anyway.

Your existence might have not been luxurious or even easy.

Nothing in this world was anymore. Everywhere you looked, trees were dying, birds sang off key and strong winds howled.

And yet, you still had hope.

Perhaps any other semblance of joy had escaped with the sun that had vanished a long while ago.

But the stars still remained, the only difference between day and night at this point.

And that rule danced in your mind.

“If you ever find yourself in the place where starlight can’t reach; if you ever succumb to total darkness, with no Polaris to pull you out, keep your wits about you. No matter how much your senses play against you, don’t trust anything you hear or see. And most importantly: if you want to make it out, never drink or eat anything in that lightless pit.”

Well, good to keep that in mind, but you really didn’t intend to begin exploring dark holes; you had enough already with trying to find something edible so as to not starve to death.

Or so you thought.

Until that thunderstorm.

Jagged lightning shot across the sky, the heavy soot-like clouds rumbling with every flash of light.

Staying outside like you used to doesn’t seem like an option tonight.

Sighing heavily, you tug your ragged raincoat closer to your form, heading for the mountains.

You knew there was a cave there, perhaps no wild animals lounged on it today and you were lucky enough to take shelter in it for a while.

The rain gets heavier, your vision impaired by a downpour that looks as if the night itself was melting down in kerosene droplets.

Thunder roars even near.

At this rate, you won’t make it.

Then, you spot something from the corner of your eye.

Between some obsidian rocks, a crack widens into an opening.

It looks wide enough to fit one person and it’s only a few yards away from where you stand.

You hesitate for a moment.

Then, a branch from the tree right before you snaps, falling to the ground as smoke wafts off from it.

An overwhelming roaring sound shakes the ground, almost making you topple over.

You make a run for it.

—

Inside this newly discovered cave, it’s oddly quiet, the sounds of the raging storm outside not even a ripple in the stillness of a stygian lake.

A small fire crackles, lighting up the inky walls.

It’s… unsettling.

“Is there anyone here?” You ask, with your echo as only answer.

This place… there’s no one in here, and yet, it somehow seems… alive. As if the walls themselves were closing in to listen, to archive your secrets, every move recorded.

You really can’t shake the uneasiness, but you’re exhausted and soaked.

It might be better to try and sleep for a few hours and dry up your clothes.

Shrugging off your mud-stained coat, you lie down, dancing flames reflecting on a polished jet-black ceiling the last thing you see before your lids close.

—

Like the night prior, you awake to heavy silence.

The fire has died out, and faint light comes in from the entrance.

Probably not dawn yet.

Still, it’s never good to linger in one place for too long.

Picking up your dry coat, you get up and step outside.

The storm has ceased, and it’s still night.

Grey moonbeams filter through naked tree branches, their elongated shadows like clawed hands eagerly reaching for you.

The air feels hotter than before and then, you realize how thirsty you are.

Just your luck that your water has run out.

With your eyes peeled, you scan your surroundings for any source of decently clean water.

Then you notice it.

A tree somehow still untouched by this apocalypse.

Apples dangle from its branches, emerald green faded to gold, white blossoms flowering all over it.

You rub your eyes for a moment.

Are you hallucinating?

No, this seems real.

You approach it, cupping your hands under the dripping petals, rainwater pooling on your hands.

However when your lips taste it, it’s sweet.

Too sweet.

Then it hits you.

You set your gaze upwards.

The full moon shines amidst a spotless marine sky.

Well, shine wouldn’t really be appropriate.

It just hangs there… stagnant, lackluster.

Like a dull stone.

No clouds drift overhead.

And yet, not a single constellation can be seen.

No starlight.

This isn't your world anymore.

Just as you realize that, thorny vines wrap around your wrists, the ground between you opening wide as you plummet into total darkness.

—

One second you’re free-falling to your death, and the next you find yourself in a throne room.

Your hands are still tied in those vines.

“Ah… Sorry about that.” A gentle voice greets, from the center of the room.

Soft brown hair peeks from underneath the hooded attire he dons, a curved silvery horn curling upward from one side of his brow. Gloves that only cover three of his fingers reach his forearms.

In one of his hands, he fiddles with something round.

An apple, like the one from the tree you drank from, its colors now looking like venom to you.

The stranger’s eyes are a shade you no longer remember. Like summer evenings, when the sun sent its rays over sandy beaches.

Golden? Was that its name?

Then your gaze focuses on his neck. The same vines that bind your wrists loop around it.

That looks painful.

But is he human?

He looks like a demon. However, his demeanor seems so gentle…

“My name is Ryunosuke, but please call me Ryu.” He introduces himself. “I apologize that this land chooses such… uncomfortable methods to bring down here those who taste its nectar and fruit.”

He snaps his fingers, your wrists finally free from one another, though the thorned bracelets still remain.

Ryunosuke catches your gaze on them.

“Sadly I still really don’t know what to do about those.” He admits, bashfully.

“What is this place?” You ask, your voice hoarse, throat parched.

The demon sighs.

“We call it the Underworld. A place where the sky is fake and no light reaches. It tempts people with what they need most at a given moment, wrapping its vicious thorns around your soul, never setting you free once you’ve had a taste.”

So, this is the place.

Where starlight can’t reach.

And you’ve just bought yourself a one way ticket, with permanent stay included.

Well, at least this demon guy seems friendly enough.

As you stare at him for a moment too long, he already can read the question dancing in your eyes.

“No, once you’ve broken the rules there is no way for you to get out. I’ve been trying for years.” Ryu admits, with a sad smile.

“Fine.” You sigh.

It’s frustrating, even though it’s not like the Overworld was faring much better, all things considered.

“Why don’t you show me around?” You suggest.

His eyes widen in surprise.

“What? If I’m going to have to stay here from now on, I’d like to become familiar with the environment.” You shrug.

Ryunosuke chuckles, you seem to be taking this well. It’s been forever since anyone showed up, and the ones who did long ago were already driven to madness the moment they stepped into this realm.

“Alright.” He smiles.

And when he does, somewhere in your chest, you think you remember the warmth of bygone sunbeams against your back on early autumn afternoons.

—

After some weeks here, you realize this place isn’t so bad.

You have a roof under which to sleep now, food on your plate and considerably nice clothes.

If you had known the price to pay would have been just thorny shackles, you might have done this sooner.

Besides, Ryu is a very nice guy.

And your eyes can’t help but be drawn to his sculpted chest in that outfit of his.

No, wait, you definitely didn’t think that.

He’s just your companion… friend? Roommate?

It’s complicated to pinpoint right now.

However, one thing you’ve been missing from your world are the stars.

On lonely nights, when you felt you were the lone survivor of a land that knew no hope, you had a sea of constellations over you, at least.

If you were really quiet, you could almost hear them whisper, enticing you to wish upon them.

Even if they were faraway, they kept you company.

They gave you courage. Aim.

Something you don’t quite know how to find now while you stare at a concrete moon.

“[Y/n], are you okay?” A voice that’s become familiar and comforting during the last days asks.

You tilt your head to the side, your eyes meeting a golden gaze.

“I’m fine, I just…” You trail off, Ryu’s encouraging smile an indication to go on. “I was just… reminiscing. About the stars. I miss them down here.”

The demon looks into the distance.

“I might have a way to show them to you.” He offers, tone laced with a little uncertainty. “It’s worked before with the moon, the real one… So maybe I can try for you.”

“Wait, for real?” You ask, wide eyes reflecting the nonexistent rays of a faux satellite.

“I will try. You deserve to see the light of a starry night again, [Y/n].” Is the answer he breathes into the fabricated skies.

“Thank you.” You tell Ryu, putting your hand in his, showing him a genuine smile.

How long had it been, since you felt joy like this?

Wrapping you in his cape, Ryunosuke spirits you away to the place where he wants to make the universe’s light happen.

—

When you arrive, a motionless pool lays before you, chandeliers hanging from the small chamber’s walls, mirrored in the still waters.

This place feels warm, summery almost, a contrast to the bleakness you’ve become so used to.

Dipping his fingers into the pond, your companion closes his eyes.

Ripples start to appear on the previously stagnant surface, an ethereal glow emanating from the water.

You hold your breath, your body inclined towards the surface.

There, beneath the small waves, pinpricks start to appear, as the depths of the pool turn to indigo, mimicking what once was the night sky from above.

“Ryu…” You manage to breathe, in awe. “This is… it’s beautiful.”

You dip one of your own fingers into the glowing water. It feels as if you are catching stars in your palms; except they don’t burn you, they warm your heart, like no fire under sunless skies had ever done.

“Yeah, it is.” Comes his reply.

However, he’s not looking at the stars he created.

His gaze is set on the sparkles dancing in your eyes instead.

Ryu summoned a firmament for you, and yet, to him, no star could ever outshine the person standing before him.

Perhaps one day, he’d gather enough courage to tell you that.

Until then, well, he can wish upon the stars.

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[rabbitenn]

i just had a thought that i knew you’d do justice. trigger in a royalty au?? like would it be an arranged marriage? child hood friends? rival kingdoms?? i just think your writing style is perfect for this. it’s up to you if you wanna do headcanons or a paragraph. i just really like how you protray these characters.

remember to rest, eat, hydrate, and take breaks :D

REGALITY.

No crown could burden you and no army could ever dream of keeping you apart from him. In every version of reality, you both know it’s together, til the end.

ft. Yaotome Gaku, Kujo Tenn, Ryunosuke Tsunashi x gn! reader.

cw/genre: royalty au, romance, fluff, some mild angst. Reader is implied to wear a dress in Gaku’s and Ryu’s.

hello, dear and a thousand thanks for this request ! I love royalty and fantasy aus and you asked it for my favorite group too <3 also, thank you for trusting me with this idea, I hope you will like how I executed it, even though I’m very late to posting it.

♡ YAOTOME GAKU

— Arranged marriage ‧₊˚ ⋅

“Be more selfish. You can show me your emotions and allow yourself to depend on me.”

Tonight, millions of stars accompany you as you make your way through the palace’s halls.

Countless silver pinpricks, filtering in dancing glimmer through the floor to ceiling windows.

And yet, you feel lonely.

The rustle of the gray silken curtains aflutter on the nocturnal ambiance is the only sound breaking the complete silence.

Anyone should be happy on such an occasion as today’s, right?

You got to wear a beautiful dress, everyone smiled and tender vows were exchanged.

Not to mention, your last name now was that of one of the richest lords in town, soon to take over his father’s rule.

Handsome and desired by everyone in the kingdom. And still, something in the sharpness of his gaze makes you keep to yourself.

Yaotome Gaku.

You would have never imagined you’d end up marrying him.

Not that you had any say in the matter, of course. Your family had essentially succeeded in selling you off and increasing their social status.

You let out a sigh, fiddling with the silver band now adorning your ring finger. The moon reflects on it, a cruel reminder of the shackles bestowed upon you.

You take a break, sitting on the stone windowsill.

Your mind wanders off into the night. It would be nice, to be a star. So free, you against an endless sky.

The celestial seems to absorb you, your thoughts leaving the real world if only for a second, a sort of black hole, so far away and so close at the same time, sucking you in when your fingertips graze against the great unknown on the other side.

You don’t notice the footsteps approaching in that instant.

“It is late. You shouldn’t be here.” A deep voice pulls you out of your trance.

You start, eyes widening when they meet steel hued ones.

Against your better judgment, you stand up, taking a step backwards.

Why do you react like this?

There is no denying the man before you looks absolutely stunning.

Is absolutely stunning.

His liquid moonlight gaze seems to pierce through you, tendrils of argent clouds falling over them in the slight curl of his hair. Lost stars kiss his pale complexion, the penumbra of the palace at night embracing the other half.

“Yaotome-sama!” You exclaim, bowing briefly.

A shadow of hurt passes over his handsome features, his eyes, downturned, averted to the side.

“Please, just call me Gaku.” He asks of you, tone bordering on pleading.

“Alright. Gaku…” You trail off nodding.

He seems somewhat… flustered? Maybe it’s the late hour, but his harsh features just fade into something gentle with a tinge of fierceness.

In that moment, you wish you had met under different circumstances, instead of just through political and economical interests.

“[Y/n]…” Your husband begins. You don’t dislike at all the sound of your name when he says it. “I know you didn’t choose this, and I’m sorry we had to meet like this…” His expression softens. “But you can tell me about your worries and thoughts weighing on your mind.” Gaku’s eyes fixate on you, the rest of the universe silent and invisible to him right now. “If I can’t be the lover you dreamt of, I will at least do what I can to make you feel comfortable and safe.” A demure smile reaches his lips. “So, it’s okay if you’re selfish.”

You stare at him a little dumbfounded, the daze of his charming presence and the care he’s putting into his words, rendering your heart into a frenzied dance.

The next time Gaku takes a step in your direction, you don’t retreat.

♡ KUJO TENN

— The bandit and the prince ‧₊˚ ⋅

“Catch me if you can, mister Kujo.”

Giggles leave your throat as you run through the ivy maze.

You try to stifle them, this moment of borrowed time, too precious for its bubble bathed in auroras to pop.

Upwards, the sky dyes in shades of cherry blossom and tangerine, periwinkle clouds giving way to an horizon lined in citrine.

Your breathing grows shallow, as you take a left turn between the shiny verdant leaves.

Behind you, light steps follow.

And despite the dead end standing in front of you in the form of a wall of greenery speckled in the pink of hyacinth blossoms, a smirk plays on your lips.

You stand there, resigning to your inevitable fate, eyes closed, taking in the scent of azaleas, singing of secret nights, passion filled.

The taste of sweet daybreak coats your tongue; a shared interlude of curtains falling over the stage for last night’s dreams, a preamble to the wait for the hours before the dawn to come again.

A gentle aroma of strawberries and cinnamon suddenly dances around you, as if clapping for your heart to spread its butterfly wings to its tune.

“Checkmate.” A cheeky voice whispers, his soft lips brushing the shell of your ear.

Turning around, your lashes flutter open, your prosecutor’s arms already around you.

“Heh, it seems you caught me, your highness.” You tease, leveling him with a bold gaze.

“It wouldn’t be the first time now, would it?” The prince winks, his hold on your waist tightening. “And it’s Tenn to you.” He utters, voice barely above a whisper, as his forehead touches yours.

You wrap your arms around his shoulders.

“I know that, just teasing you.” You giggle, your grin widening. “So, you still remember? When you failed to capture me the first time?” Your gaze flits to his lips. “Is that why we’re playing now, so you can finally catch me, Tenn-Tenn?”

Of course he remembers. How could he not recall the moment he met the one who gifts him moments of freedom like this?

—

“And what, may I ask, does a sneaky fox like you happen to be doing in my chambers?”

A curse leaves your lips through gritted teeth. The crown prince was not supposed to come back so soon. Wasn’t he at some gala tonight? Did you miscalculate?

“What? Didn’t expect me to come back so soon?” He chuckles. “You’ve got guts, I’ll give you that.”

What would be your chances of winning in a fight against him? You’ve got your daggers…

You notice the thin sword hanging at his hip from the corner of your eye.

You could potentially have an advantage in close quarters…

It’s not like you want to hurt him, just… maybe knock him out as you take what you need for you to be able to buy a ration of food.

You run for it.

But before you know it, the prince’s sword grazes the side of your neck, the cool metal a threat enough to draw blood at the minimum movement.

Your daggers freeze mid-air, your hood falling, revealing your identity.

You let out a ‘tsk’. This is troublesome.

You lower your weapons.

Tenn retracts his sword.

Rosy eyes scan over the person standing before him. Dark shadows gather under their eyes, as if sleep or food were a rare luxury for them. Their face is gaunt, lips parched. Ragged clothes sway around the thief, several stains coating them.

And yet, the prince doesn’t think he’s ever seen anyone as beautiful.

The fire in the burglar’s stare burns intensely, a thundering blaze, tearing down whatever they have to in order to survive.

“And what, pray tell, do you need all of these gold and jewels for?” You spat, tone clipped.

The man lowers his blade, his eyes never once leaving you.

“I don’t.” He states. He reaches up, unclasping one of his earrings.

Extending a gloved hand towards you, he says:

“Take it.”

You scoff.

“I don’t need your pity.”

“It’s not like that. You probably risked a lot just to sneak in here, didn’t you? It would be a waste to leave empty-handed. So take this.” The prince gently removes one of your blades from your tight grip, putting the jewelry in your palm. “Sell it for a good price. Get enough food to last you for a while. Please.”

You seem to hesitate for an instant, but then your fingers close around the accessory.

Without another word, you step into the room’s balcony and disappear into the night.

Tenn follows after the trail of your ripped crimson cape.

By the time he reaches the veranda, there is no trace of you.

That night, he leaves the gallery’s glass doors open.

Just in case you wanted to come back for the blade you left behind.

A few nights later, that’s exactly what you would do.

—

One of Tenn’s hands comes up to cup your jaw, fingertips brushing against the pointy earring dangling from your lobe.

Identical to the one he always wears.

The exact one he gave you that night.

The impending cyan of the morning unfurling above augurs the nearing of your departure.

Neither of you want for your hidden romance painted in soft shades of watercolor to come to a close.

Your prince’s eyes soften, its quartz shade, the fleeting memory of early sunsets over the castle’s gardens.

‘Please, don’t go’ is spelled in the last rays of the crescent dipping behind the distant mountains reflected in Tenn’s gaze.

His thumb brushes over your lower lip, your breath at a standstill as you are put under spell by Tenn’s angelic aura. So warm, so perfect… A safe haven.

You turn around your face slightly, leaving a delicate kiss to his bare palm.

Then, with one last squeeze to Tenn’s hand, you step away.

“Meet me at midnight again.” Your lover whispers, as his hands leave your face.

You decide to relish for a second more in this forbidden moment. You linger closer to him, a fleeting kiss to the corner of his mouth, before disappearing between frondous greenery.

Tenn stands there, a soft smile on his features as the sensation of your kiss tingles on his skin.

The promise of your return is sealed with the ripple of the pink astilbe petals surrounding the prince.

Dusk can't come soon enough.

♡ TSUNASHI RYONUSKE

— Knight and prince(ss) running away together ‧₊˚ ⋅

“I decided I wanted to enter that light, and at the edge of it, I found you.”

Beams of light threaded in gilded sparkles filtered through the library’s windows. The afternoon was in its prime and yet, you found yourself cooped up inside an empty room.

The rows upon rows of books felt more like the bars of a tightening prison, the book you were copying from, iron shackles tying your feet to the cold grey ground.

You sighed. It was unfair. For your life to be decided like this, just because one day you’re to rule this kingdom.

You didn’t want this. You never asked for the weight of the crown.

The day outside shined in blues and golds and yet, you were trapped here.

You couldn’t stand it anymore. You closed your book, making your way to the huge window.

Standing on your tiptoes, you fumbled with the handle and got it open.

A gust of summer air wafted around you, filling your lungs with all the colors of summer.

You wanted to go play outside like the other children did.

Eight was too young an age to be subjected to the heaviness of endless study days.

Leaning on the windowsill, something caught your eye.

A boy about your age swinging a wooden sword, his body moving with agility as he practised how to avoid enemy strikes.

Maybe he was a knight in training. And right now, you think you’d rather take on a bloody battlefield than spend a minute more learning about centuries old history you couldn’t care less about.

So, using a chair, you climbed up on the windowsill, jumping down the couple of feet separating you from the green grass beyond.

With quiet steps, you approached the boy.

His expression was determined but gentle, his eyes reminiscent of the sunlight you yearned for. Tufts of brown hair swing in the hot air as he gracefully moves with his sword.

Then he stops.

“Y-your highness!” He stammered, bowing down.

Your cheeks heated up, hurt crossing your features in the way you avert your gaze.

“Just [Y/n], please.” You asked. “What are you doing? It seems fun. Can I try too?” You inquired, curiously tilting your head.

He swallowed. “But I will become a knight… I’m supposed to protect you in the future…”

“Please?” You pouted, hands clasped in front of you. “I’m tired of being inside studying…”

With fearful eyes darting from side to side of the courtyard, the boy made sure no onlookers were present.

His hands brushed against yours when he handed you the practise sword.

You held it, it was light, dull, but enough to cut a pocket of freedom in the monotony of your upbringing.

“What’s your name, by the way?” You questioned.

“Ryunouske.” He answered shyly.

With a last smile his way, you began imitating his previous movements, dancing in tune with the doves soaring high in the radiant sky.

Years later, you would know that would be the beginning of your story together.

—

Weaves lap against the sandy coast, early evening bringing with her a sea of aureate copper and indigo. Foamy water gently caresses your feet, your prints in the sand coming and going with each wave.

On the dry sand, a set of armor, a pair of heeled shoes and an intricate dress lie.

Here, it was just you and him.

“Ryu,” You call him, your hand squeezing his calloused one. You stop walking for a moment, indulging yourself a little on the sight of him against the brightness of the soon to set sun.

A smile find its way to your lips, your lover’s toned chest visible through his open shirt.

“Isn’t this nice?” You say, directing your gaze towards the horizon, a few stray seagulls shadowed against the peachy heavens. “Just us, in this magical quiet place… I could get used to it.” You lean your head against his side, as Ryunosuke’s arm loops around your waist.

“It certainly is nice. The sea… it always relaxes me.” The knight tilts his face to look at you. All these years by your side, as your secret companion, your best friend and your lover later on, and nothing would change the fact you’re the most alluring person he could have ever met.

“What would you say, if I suggested we run away, Ryu?” You search for his gaze, those honeyed orbs widening in surprise. “I don’t want to be tied down by stupid rules and traditions, I want to be with you, no matter where.”

Your knight lets out a sigh.

He wants to say ‘yes’. A lifetime of freedom by your side is all Ryu could ever dream off.

And yet…

“Are you sure, my dear?” Both of his hands hold yours in between them. “If we leave… There will be no way we can ever return to your home…”

“This is no home of mine.” You state, steel laced through your tone as you think of that suffocating palace. “My home is with you, Ryu. No matter where life takes us.”

Standing on your tiptoes, you place a soft kiss on his lips. Their salty taste reminds you of freedom. Ryunosuke’s arms wrap around your waist, the silken fabric of your under dress an obstacle for the both of you at this point.

“Alright.” He whispers the moment he parts.

Before the sun completely hides behind the undulating horizon, you’re already making your way to Ryu’s place.

Packing up some food, clothes and essential belongings, you reach the outskirts of town before nightfall.

Hand in hand, you walk towards the sun awaiting in your new life.

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[idolish7imagines]

Could I request headcanons of Sogo, Riku, Tenn, and Ryunosuke with an s/o who likes to praise them?

Sogo, Riku, Tenn, and Ryunosuke with an s/o who likes to praise them

.::.

Sogo Osaka

Immediately flustered; especially when he's still in the stage of having a crush on you before you become a couple

Constantly thanks you even over being praised once

Most times he'll just sheepishly smile with a slight blush when you compliment him

After a while though he'll become suspicious he's been bombarded with praise a little too much and ask you to constructively criticize him or his work to make sure he hasn't become spoiled

Riku Nanase

Casually accepts praise with no qualms or getting too flustered like the others

He'll likely always find a way to compliment you back

He's like a happy puppy when being praised, it makes him excited he's doing something good/that you like

will absolutely go back and forth with you praising each other constantly

Tenn Kujo

Probably the only one on this list that will never admit he likes being praised

Your approval means a lot to him even if he doesn't vocally say it

Though, like Sogo he doesn't want the constant praise blind him from anything he needs to work on

Doesn't start getting flustered by compliments until after you start dating; before he was keeping you at professional arms length but actually being together makes it all the more personal

Ryunosuke Tsunashi

Has a habit of slightly blushing and scratching his cheek at compliments, but accepts them for the most part

Will usually one up your compliments:

"You're amazing!"

"And you're perfect.."

Especially likes hearing praise from you when he's drunk and lays his head in your lap

If you compliment him on something he did alongside the other members of TRIGGER he'll likely attribute most of it to his fellow members rather than himself deserving it

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[rabbitenn]

Love your blog! I've always been a Re:Vale fan (and still am) and didn't have eyes or ears for the other groups…but your characterizations have made me start liking Trigger too. This may be a bit of a controversial request so I won't feel bad if you pass on it. Could I have the Trigger boys reacting to their s/o's tummy growling in front of them? This is not coming from an ED mindset--I've been extremely busy/stressed (working 6+ day weeks, juggling 3 part-time jobs, and having random SNAFU stuff come up with family that results in more responsibilities/duties etc.) and so meals/eating has kind of fallen by the wayside for me. Still eat…but maybe only managing to eat breakfast in a single day or something. Made me crave being taken care of/fussed over by the Trigger boys. Thank you!

SLOW DOWN.

Your schedule is packed and you’ve been neglecting your own health. However, your boyfriend is not having it.

ft. Yaotome Gaku, Kujo Tenn, Tsunashi Ryunosuke x gn! reader.

cw/genre: fluff, comfort, soft caring boyfriends.

hello, lovely ! thank you so much for requesting. Your words honor me, really ! I’m very happy my fics could make you love TRIGGER, that’s really one of the highest compliments I could ever get, so thank you, truly <3 My apologies that I’m quite late in posting this, I hope it’s still to your liking. Also, I hope you can find a moment to take a break too, take care, please !

♡ YAOTOME GAKU

— Gaku misses you.

— The moments you two spend alone together are becoming more and more scarce.

— And it’s not due to any fallouts or misunderstandings, no, far from it, actually.

— You miss him too.

— Because for the last few weeks, all you’ve been doing is work. Commuting from one workplace to another, providing for your family, with barely any days off.

— Which resulted in your time with your boyfriend being affected; fleeting kisses and ‘see you tonight’s are the longest conversations you’ve been sharing lately, your nights cuddled by each other’s side watching movies being cut short when you helplessly fell asleep on Gaku’s shoulder.

— He sighs, a little saddened. It’s unfair you are exerting yourself like this… Without barely a moment to breathe… He hopes you’re only taking on so much work for a short while.

— Laying you down on his bed and pulling the covers snuggly around you, Gaku decides to reserve some time from his own schedule to come see you at work the next day.

♡

Carrying another flowerpot, you heave a sigh the moment you place it on the shelf.

With the back of your hand, you wipe the sweat from your brow. Your arms are slightly shaking, having spent a good part of the morning moving boxes and arranging the shelves of the flower shop you work at part time.

With a sideways glance at the ticking clock, you realize it’s almost lunchtime.

Though it was never really lunchtime for you, as you usually spent the hour you had going over several papers that needed to be sorted for your office job.

Switching the door’s sign to ‘closed’, you pull a chair next to the counter, as a flurry of documents begins to cover the entirety of the wooden surface.

Then, a chiming sound makes you momentarily lose your focus.

“Sorry, we’re closed.” You announce, not even bothering to raise your gaze from the work at hand.

You hear the door closing with a dull ‘thud’, footsteps approaching.

“I said,” You brace your hands on the table, standing up from your seat. “That we are clo-“

Steel hued eyes meet yours in the middle of your sentence.

“Gaku!” You smile up at him. He doesn’t miss the dark circles under your eyes. “What are you doing here?”

One of his hands cups your cheek, the pads of his fingers smoothing over the tiredness of your skin, as if just like that, he could erase the clouds of sleepless nights from your stare.

“Inviting you to have lunch with me, of course.” He utters, in the blossom scented space that separates you.

You lower your head, hair falling in front of your eyes.

“Dear… I would love that but… I don’t have the time. I’m sorry…” You trail off, thinking of the meager energy drink you’ve had time to buy on your way here this morning.

As if to announce that it is time already for you to have a proper meal, your stomach growls.

Heat rises to your cheeks. This is so embarrassing! For your gut to make that kind of noise in front of your hot boyfriend.

“You didn’t hear that…” You mumble, looking everywhere except at him.

A chuckle causes you to look at him wide eyed.

“Gaku, please, don’t make fun of me…” You whine, holding onto his arm.

Those crystalline eyes of his soften, his hand finding yours.

“I’m not making fun of you, but you need to eat. So I’m taking you to the soba shop, yeah? I’ll drive you back to your other job afterwards.”

“But I… You have work too… I just can’t waste your time like this… driving me afterwards…”

“[Y/n], look at me.” Your boyfriend’s tone is serious, yet still warm.

When your gaze meets his, his expression is solemn.

“You never waste my time. Never.”

You sigh, a tired smile making it to your lips. It warms your heart, really that your partner is so sweet.

“Alright.” You utter, gathering your stuff. “And Gaku?”

“Yes, love?”

“Thank you.” You tell him, as you nuzzle against his side.

“Nothing to thank me for.” He whispers, with a kiss to the crown of your head.

The midday sun outlines your intertwined hands against the concrete as you make your way to his car.

You promise to make time for him soon.

♡ KUJO TENN

— Tenn is very perceptive, so, honestly, it will be hard for you to neglect yourself before he notices and “forces” you to take care.

— He sees how you barely have any energy left whenever you two happen to have the same day off.

— How you’re so flooded with projects for work you barely tell him about your day anymore, dismissing the topic with a ‘busy, as usual.’

— And well, he knows what you’re doing. How, in order to provide for others, to make enough money and keep your superiors at work pleased, you’re running yourself ragged.

— How does he know? Well, because he pretty much does the exact same thing; just giving, to his fans, to his family, to everyone, even at the cost of his own happiness or health.

— But with you, he wants you to put yourself first. You’re so dear to him, Tenn can’t bear the thought of seeing your light dim like this.

— And he will not hesitate to confront you about it.

♡

The shuffling of steps causes for Tenn to look up from his book.

Usually, his face lit up whenever he saw you, but today, the image of you breaks his heart a little.

You look sickly. Your hair is a mess, your clothes are all rumpled, and nasty looking shadows seem to have been permanently etched under the bright eyes he loves to look into.

Tenn swallows; he has to do something about it, your condition is just going to worsen if you keep this up.

“[Y/n]…” Your boyfriend calls you as you rummage through the kitchen cupboards.

“Tenn, do we have any energy bars left?” You ask, still searching.

He sighs. It’s your day off today. And you’re not even going to have a proper meal?

“[Y/n].” He repeats, his tone a tad colder.

“Where did I put them…” You muse to yourself.

Well, you’re bent on not paying attention to him, so he’ll have to snap you out of this vicious cycle.

Your lover’s hand wraps around your wrist, firm but gentle. He spins you around, making you face him.

You let out a gasp, taken aback by his bold action right now.

“[Y/n], listen to me.” Tenn commands, still not letting go of you.

“Tenn, I’m sorry, but I don’t have time now-“

He pulls you closer to him.

“You will listen.”

He can feel your shallow breathing now, his silken strands of starlight on snow brushing the side of your cheek, his comforting and sweet scent surrounding you.

Oh, how you wish you could just bask in his warmth, curled up with a mug of hot chocolate and a plate of the donuts he so adores as you two read on the couch.

But sadly, your situation doesn’t exactly leave you the time for such hedonistic actions.

“Tenn…” You breathe, wide eyed.

“Why do you keep doing this to yourself?” He lets out, voice breaking a little, barely above a whisper.

“Doing what?”

“You’re not hydrating properly, your lips are all chapped; you’re not sleeping enough, and when was the last time you had a real meal?” Your boyfriend questions, his thumb running soothing patterns over your wrist.

As if in response, your tummy decides to rumble right then and there.

You slump your shoulders, burying your face in his chest. The softness of his sweater is welcoming, akin to a comfort blanket that’s been with you since childhood.

“Nothing gets past you, does it?” You laugh, humorlessly, closing your eyes to all the burdens you’ve been shouldering alone.

Your shoulders start to shake. Tenn’s arms wrap around your form, so frail now, as if a simple gust of wind could shatter what remains of your sanity.

“Not when it comes to you, my love.” Your boyfriend answers, his voice a sweet melancholy symphony. “Now, why don’t I run a hot bath for you and make us something to eat?” He suggests, his fingers lacing with yours. “It’s our day off, so, please, rest.” He murmurs, honeyed lips leaving the softest kiss ever known to your cheek.

“I’d like that.” You reply, squeezing Tenn’s hands a little tighter. “I’d really love that.”

Your boyfriend gives you a tender smile, bringing you close to him again, wrapping you in the sweetness of his delicate hug.

“I’d love that too, my [Y/n].”

You look up at him. Then:

“I love you, Tenn-Tenn.”

Shades of vibrant pink flower across his cheeks at your use of the cute nickname, eyes of rosé dreams softening even more when he regards you.

“I love you too. More than you’ll ever know.”

Protected in Tenn’s embrace, you feel the exhaustion and hunger of the last few weeks seeping away.

Your Tenn really is an angel, you think, as you bathe in his comforting light for a few more instants.

♡ TSUNASHI RYUNOSUKE

— Sweet Ryu, who just wants to see you always smiling.

— He’s been feeling this ache lately; the time you two share together has been diminishing; your smiles have become more rare; you’re not there when he wakes up or when he goes to bed.

— And in moments when you two are actually together, you barely talk, just cuddling up into him, your face buried in his chest.

— Don’t get him wrong, he loves holding you close, he really does, but there’s something in your smile that feels… off.

— As if you were a candle, out in a windy night, threatening to topple over and either extinguish or go up in flames.

— Ryu’s worried… Have you been eating properly lately? He knows you work at different places and don’t really have the time to sit down and have nutritious meals nor to prepare them.

— He’ll have to make up for it.

♡

The sound of the front door opening and closing announces your return.

Outside, it’s pitch dark night, mid-autumn wind blowing with force, the trees lining the street inevitably bending to its imposing tune.

You carelessly throw your bag to the floor as you remove your shoes, too exhausted to even sort out the files inside. That’s a future you problem, for now.

Releasing a breath, you pull back your shoulders, an attempt at releasing some of the accumulated tension.

“Long day?” A voice you loved, no matter if it was whispering sweet nothings or singing on bright stages, asks.

Your lips curl up in a soft smile, following the sound of his voice to the kitchen.

“You could say that.” You sigh, slumping on one of the chairs.

Your boyfriend turns around, switching off the fire momentarily.

It’s cute, you think, the sight of him donning an apron, cooking so peacefully and joyfully… If you weren’t so tired you’d love nothing more than to help him with it… But truth be told, lately you don’t even have time to pack your own lunch boxes.

“You know,” Ryu takes a seat next to you, his hand on yours over the table. “If there’s ever anything troubling you, I’m here to help you through it. No matter what it is, we’ll face it together.”

His eyes of melted sunlight stare at you with determination; so inviting, a blank book beckoning you to write in a language only you two speak all of your worries.

“Well it’s just…” You begin. “Lately, I’m… I feel…like work is taking up so much from me… I barely have time to spend with you or to eat…”

As if to prove your point, your belly chooses that exact moment to grumble.

“Damn it, that’s embarrassing.” You curse through gritted teeth.

Ryunosuke offers you one of his serene smiles.

“Dinner will be ready in a minute, my dear.”

He stands up, lips brushing against your forehead in a kiss that’s loving and reassuring.

“Just relax and let me take care of you tonight.” He softly tells you as he parts.

You’re glad you have the day off tomorrow. You’re so making up for lost time with him.

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