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tojiluv · 18 days

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Hey, really love your writing<3 Requesting a zoro headcanon in which you're caring for the wounds of his arm and he finally confesses his love, thank you in advance!

CONFESSION — roronoa zoro [headcanon]

description: during a battle with an uprising crew, zoro’s arm was injured after the captain of the enemy ship used his devil fruit to send sharp metal blades toward everyone. after the chaos, zoro attempted to wrap his own bandages, struggling to do so until you walked in to help.

warning: fluff. zoro x gn reader. shy boy zoro.

note: tysm anon, so sweet!! happy valentine’s day!

— ZORO is the type to do things for himself and not wanting help from others when it’s his own problem. he’s too damn stubborn for his own good which could get him more hurt in the future, yet he doesn’t care cause he’ll just come back stronger the next fight.

— zoro eyes glanced up to meet your own, not a word was spoken between the both of you as you wrapped the bandages around his injury. the familiar scene became a recurring moment between the both of you for weeks.

— he would be silent, yet a hue of red would be spreading across his neck and ears, which you didn’t notice. zoro is the type to feel confident but would keep glancing between the wall and you, avoiding any contact of meeting your warmed eyes that made his heart race a bit faster.

— once he had realized he had feelings for you weeks ago when you first started to treat his wounds, he kept his distance from you. yet you always found your way back to him which made it harder for his feelings to keep at bay.

– zoro would flex his arm to see how well you wrapped it after finishing before nodding, his simple response as a thank you. you were surprised that out of everyone, zoro was hit pretty badly during the fight. you had a feeling something must have happened when he saved you from a sharp piece flying towards your head before pushing you aside to take the hit, thus leading to his injured arm.

— zoro, being stubborn, dismissed your worries. “everything’s fine… go rest up.”

– you pressed for answers about his behavior, sensing he was at his breaking point from the way his face scrunched up in frustration. you kept questioning about the problem of becoming distant, asking if you two were even friends anymore.

— “you wanna know so badly? it’s cause of you!” zoro loudly confessed, his chest heaving while a blush dusted his tanned cheeks. you were dumbfounded, not understanding why you were the problem till he muttered, “i like you, you idiot.”

– you were speechless, it took you a few seconds to recover from his confession until you formed a widening grin, causing zoro to become more flustered as his heart skipped a beat from your response.

– “took you long enough to confess, idiot.”

#⚡️ oryreblgs #zoro #zoro x reader #roronoa zoro x reader #one piece

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tojiluv · 21 days

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LOVE AT FIRST BITE. LOST CHAPTER #II.

♱⃬ ͏ ⠆ TEETH GRAZING AGAINST HER PURE SKIN. a dance in the ballroom could result such a fateful encounter against a young and handsome vampire whose scarlet eyes pierces through the existence of a vampire hunter of a mere girl.

🦇 ͏⠆ a bit of really minor nsfw, minor religious themes, mentions of skin cutting, blood sucking, usages of "dear/dearest". 2200+ words.

taglist ⌇ @steleir @tojiluv @ellzbellz @theblueslytherin @krokietino @purplepursepaint @katiemrty @saturvue @tsxkkis @httpshujii @syomi @tnt-kokoo @suniika @camilo-uwu @whynotelli @rollssas (taglist is opened)

WHERE THE FIRST ROOSTER CROWS, the unrested soul of the hardworking and determined vampire hunter sets her feather pen on the table to rest her sore arms.

what could cause it to be of such soreness? well, that is simple. born a silvernalle, they are meant to write down every single detail from the finest hair to the soles of the feet of any vampire that they came across. all written in the book of the silvernalle’s vampire records.

so far, not a single information of the current prince of the vampires, zuko, is recorded into the pages of the old book. that's when you know that there are two possibilities.

one, he is not that old of a vampire. two, nobody in your lineage has managed to get any information on the vampire prince at all. perhaps he is just so skillful that his existence had finally resurfaced after generations.

regardless of the lack of information on the vampire, you know what you are doing. respected young hunter of the vampires, y/n silvernalle. head of the silvernalles ever since you were fifteen of age.

quite the accomplishment in your opinion… to be the youngest head and one of the few females who managed to become heir.

what did society expect if you're the last few standing silvernalles in existence? possibly even the last with pure hunter blood? there is no way you are going to simply sit by and burn away all the activities committed by your vengeful ancestors. with you alone, you cannot erase the existence of the vampires by yourself anyways.

“lady silvernalle, here are the reports of nearby villagers regarding the sightings of recent and low-class vampires,” seira hales, young assistant and precious friend of yours, placed a pile of papers above your desk. “i’ve checked some of them, and none of them mentioned a single description of the vampire prince you engaged with.”

“i’d like to think it's because the prince hasn't made his existence known to the world until that night,” you set your quill aside and momentarily stared at the papers before averting your gaze onto seira.

“my stomach cries in anger. shall we get lunch, seira?”

COFFEE-DRIPPING SCENTS, honey pastries, and a little bit of a torn and worn-out cushion seats. it is not far from when the clock strikes at the fourteenth hour of the day, and two souls have not gotten their fair share of lunch yet.

now they are seated comfortably in the soft and lukewarm heaven of an old inn where it is almost like a bakery, but not really. the inn sold the likes of alcohol and beef. choices vary. there are many meals to choose from.

you chose a simple and nice stew to ease your mind and body which has been working nonstop ever since the encounter with the royal vampire. whereas the daughter of greatly adored hales ordered a healthy bowl of salad and bread at the side of it. both of you were given a cup of wine to complete your meal.

knowing your friend, assistant, and apprentice, you always wait for her to say her graces before consuming her meals. though you might not be as orthodox and religious as she is, you'd clasp your arms together with her and remain silent as she thanks the lord for the food.

seira’s faith is just as important as any garlic and holy silver swords. she has knowledge on exorcism and whatnot that a priest obtains throughout his years of priesthood. it is a skill of the hales family and also their duty to assist the silvernalles in pursuit of vampires. for both families have mutual feelings towards those bat-like monsters.

so the consumption of both your meals were carried out as usual, along with the discussions on how to terminate the other nightly creatures that might cause some distress to humanity in the silent night. all that is left for you and seira to do is to pay for your meals before heading back to the silvernalle headquarters for more studies.

the moment you set your payment on the counter, the corner of your eyes caught an unforgettable image that you thought you'd never see in the light of day. the image that was burned, etched, and marked at the back of your mind, slowly crawling up to make its familiarity into your conscious mind.

without uttering another word, your feet carried you away from the counter to chase after that familiar figure. to put simply, you ran after it, leaving your assistant behind to shout out your name and question where you are headed. but that doesn't matter.

what truly matters now, is that the vampire from that night isn't actually walking under daylight where he should be cinched to ashes the moment the sun hits his skin.

you cursed under your tongue and went out of the tavern where the figure had just left. and that was it. nothing else, nothing more. not a single trace of the monster from that night is seen ever again. at least, not to you, because your arms just received a message which resulted into goosebumps.

an eerie message that spoke to you through the slight appearance of the familiar vision. a message that tells you that this isn't going to be the last time you will ever see him in all his glory.

THE HOWLS OF THE WOLVES were loud tonight, as the perfectly full moon shone its wondrous atmosphere all over one part of the world, where it is brightest.

despite all the nightly howls and the dangers of a lonely girl walking through the night, you continued to venture through the trail in the middle of a field. the moon seemed to be the only company you have for the night, for it is seen as the largest in the field.

you are so so wrong about that assumption however. you knew the exact moment when there was an icy feeling that just electrocuted down your spine that you are indeed not alone with the night sun at all. this chilly feeling that gathered and remained all over you, giving you a gift of goosebumps that covered all over your arms.

this feeling is familiar. you know of it. it is the feeling of something that is about to go wrong. terrible even— if it starts to get all cold and you feel the urge to crawl up into a ball just to keep yourself warm while avoiding the rotten feeling.

mere goosebumps alone with a little bit of fearing the night wouldn't stop you from getting to your destination though. you are determined to get there even if a certain vampire is watching you with a pair of dark scarlet eyes and an insatiable lust for the red liquid in your body.

“make your presence known, won't you?” you said, voice echoing through the night as the chilly wind pulled and danced along with the flow of your voice. your breath came out as a collection of cold mist.

you could almost feel a super tiny smile that cracked a little as you first saw it that day in the ball of the vampire princess. the fake and everlasting smile that could enchant women so easily, even though it was so tiny— barely visible to the eyes.

“oh! i was found out,” the vampire exclaimed, giving you a little shrug as his face quickly twisted into a frown and a glare at once. “bold of you to walk alone during dusk, silvernalle girl.”

“bold of you to assume i’m afraid of the dark as a silvernalle, prince.”

in your boots, you kept weapons in there. weapons of all sorts are always strapped around your body, possibly even in your body, if you were extreme enough to cut open your skin just to store anti-monster weapons. with the same silver dagger you used against the fellow vampire standing before you, you grabbed it and swung it at zuko's direction.

his eyes widened at the sudden attack. not wanting to feel the burn of the same blade again, the prince does his best to dodge it in hopes of eventually kicking it away from your grasp.

you got into a little brawling battle with him. and honestly… it was no easy task to land a hit or even a single graze on his skin because of how agile and perfect he is at hand-to-hand combat and especially, dodging.

“it seems his highness is good at combating, and dodging,” you grabbed the dagger that fell off and ran to the vampire who let out a sigh.

“i am a vampire after all. we're just naturally good at it,” zuko dodged, using his hands to attempt a few chops and a few jabs on your vital points using his fingers and the sides of his hands. however, you too, are a professional at the art of dodging hits.

this went on for about a few more moments, before zuko finally had enough of this little hit and dodge game. the vampire prince had finally cornered you until your back hit a huge tree trunk that the moon seemed to favour tonight.

“enough playing around,” zuko kicked the blade that was on the ground away. he kicked it so far that you couldn't even see where it disappeared to. just as you were about to grab another weapon from somewhere on your body, zuko already has your hands above your head, locked within his tight grip to prevent your itchy fingers from pulling out another silver weapon.

“what was your name again? y/n? y/n silvernalle? yeah probably, i heard your friend called you that,” said zuko. “did you know, in the history of silvernalles and vampires, there was once a hunter named y/n too. she's killed by my ancestor, count roku though. isn't it a shame? you're pretty much a little copy of her, from the pictures that roku drew of her.”

you gritted your teeth and glared at zuko. “and? what has that got to do with me? just because i have the same name as someone who died by your darn ancestor, doesn't mean it has anything to do with me.”

zuko’s scarlet eyes looked down at your leg which he knew were attempting to kick him off of you. the man went closer to you, way more closer than he should've… and he placed his knee between your thighs, catching you by surprise.

before you could scream or even let out a single whine, his hands already slapped against your mouth to cover any alluring noise that might escape from your lips. your legs have failed to move.

“shut up,” zuko tells you, his voice getting more aggressive the more you struggle against him.

“i hope you know you're enticing and beautiful enough that the officials of dark romania all have their eyes on you now. i will mark you as my territory, silvernalle, so you can hunt me without having to struggle with thousand year old great grandpas.”

your eyebrows scrunched in confusion at his odd choice of words. he wants you to hunt him in peace without having to worry about powerful vampires that he calls ‘great grandpas’. so he is going to mark you.

exactly how? you do not know. regardless of his suggestion, you do not want to be marked by a vampire nor carry the scent of one into your daily life. for your honour as vampire hunter.

all you could do was shake your head slightly against his hard grip on half of your face. you cannot do anything about it. the strength of a royal vampire is more than that of a normal powerful thousand year-old one. you yourself has basic knowledge about such a fact.

“oh, dear, i promise you, it won't hurt.”

you squeezed shut your eyes and held in your chokes, even after zuko’s harsh grip against your face loosened and left your mouth, you kept your lips sealed. there's something about his words that makes you lose the ability to fight back. it murdered the spirit of the brave lion in you with just a few words.

the prince’s fingers were on the lower part of your face again. but this time, they gently swipe across your lower lips. all gentle gestures right before he leaned into your neck and his two canine teeth grazed against your skin. such an odd feeling you felt. the cold hands of a vampire caressing your lips and his mouth moving to mark you as his.

all of these while you suddenly lose hope at this moment and feel your body succumbing to the vampire prince. it was such a sad and disappointing sight honestly. a silvernalle is shamefully standing still, allowing a vampire to fill your entire body with his rich and royal scent as he takes your blood as a form of his satisfactory meal.

a tear of your ancestors escaped from the corner of your eyes, all while feeling the itching pain of the fangs buried deep in your skin and zuko’s fingers now cupping your face. your thighs closed in on zuko’s knee, squeezing it from the hellish burn on your neck.

the moment you blinked, zuko has already ceased his marking and is now staring right into your pitiful eyes.

“i need more of you,” he whispered, “but i can't,” his cold yet gentle hands left your cheeks. you already miss the feeling. you unconsciously grabbed his hands, just moments before snapping out of his enticing. you gripped it tightly, fingernails buried deep into his skin just like how his fangs were in your skin.

“i will fucking kill you, zuko,” your eyes snapped out from his spell and splashed daggers right into the core of his undead soul. “you will regret ever tempting me, bastard.”

the same tiny smile surfaced on zuko’s lips. “i'm waiting, my dearest sweet little hunter.”

#💫 orymtls #zuko #prince zuko #zuko x reader #zuko x y/n #zuko x you #atla zuko #atla #fire lord zuko #avatar the last airbender zuko #luv u sensen

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tojiluv · 21 days

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that's a lot of moots 💀 associate 8 of them with an anime character (or two)

oh ok

@tojiluv as nami (one piece), and pieck (aot).

@httpshujii as dominique (vnc), and rangiku (bleach).

@kyoghurts as ozen (mia), and touka (tokyo ghoul).

@iluvies as isane (bleach), and hachi (nana).

@steleir as chichi (dragon ball), and yato (noragami).

@anqelically as chigiri (bllk), and ai ohto (wep).

@caelivir as maomao (the apothecary diaries).

@bfajax as temari (naruto), and jericho (sds)

#✨ orychat #thank you sensen <3 #luv u sensen #making me blush ooo #do i really act like nami and pieck #money is what nami and i relate to lol #me & pieck = sleep #nami #pieck #op #aot

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tojiluv · 21 days

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Hello new follower here hope you’re having a great day/evening/night💜 could I request any inuyasha characters reaction to accidentally touching their s/o’s cold feet/hands while they’re sleeping at night ? You can ignore this if it makes you feel uncomfortable.

COLD NIGHT — inuyasha characters reaction ft. inuyasha, sesshomaru, koga [headcanon]

context: amidst the camp set up for the night, you spread your blanket on the ground while your partner opts to lie beside you. despite the warmth emanating from the large fire, your body retains a chill, though it doesn't trouble you greatly. however, someone else appears more affected, expressing their discomfort unlike you.

warnings: fluff. slight ooc? lowercase intended. gn! reader

notes: ty for the request anon! if you can't tell, i prefer sesshomaru more lol. also why doesn't Inuyasha and koga have good alias names ugh

INUYASHA ─ ❝ HALF—DOG ❞

➜ inuyasha would sit up against the rough bark of a nearby tree, his hand resting on the hilt of his sword, ready for any potential intruders. you settle down beside him, seeking warmth and solace in his presence. your hand reaches out to him, seeking comfort and reassurance that he's beside you.

➜ as your hand makes contact with his, his serene expression swiftly transforms into one of alarm, his eyes snapping open wide. he jerks his hand away from yours, swiftly moving it towards the fire to regain warmth.

➜ “the hell is wrong with your hands!? they’re colder than the damn snow right now!”

➜ you scoff at his words, turning away from him in response. inuyasha grumbled at your reaction before firmly gripping your shoulders and pulling you closer to him, snuggling you into his warm embrace.

➜ “since you wanna be stubborn and not get near the fire, i guess i’ll just stay next to you for the night.”

LORD SESSHOMARU ─ ❝ BEAST KING ❞

➜ unlike inuyasha’s outburst, sesshomaru is more the silent-but-glaring type of partner in this situation.

➜ when your hand accidentally brushes against his face while adjusting a few strands of his hair, his golden eyes widen briefly at the contact before narrowing into a silent, intense glare.

➜ you pull your hand back quickly, shooting him an apologetic smile as he continues to glare, the sensation of your cold hands disrupting his slumber. it was rare for sesshomaru to join you and the group, let alone to sleep as well, but now, you've ruined it with your never-ending coldness.

➜ you turn around on the blanket, keeping your hands to yourself as you quietly sigh, feeling regretful for ruining the moment.

➜ after a few seconds, you feel something heavy and warm drape across your freezing body. it takes a moment to realize it's sesshomaru's mokomoko, which he has placed on you, providing the extra warmth you need that the fire couldn’t.

➜ even though you knew sesshomaru wasn’t one to talk about his feelings, you appreciated how he expressed his love more through actions than words.

KOGA ─ ❝ WOLF CUB ❞

➜ as the leader of the wolf-demon tribe, koga had numerous responsibilities to ensure the survival of his pack, with one of his main priorities being the protection of you, a human. despite being vastly different from your wolf-demon boyfriend, koga fell in love with you at first sight and would do anything to ensure your safety.

➜ as night fell, you settled around the campfire with the tribe, aiming to get some rest. however, the cool breeze that kept blowing made it difficult, causing your hands to grow numb from the biting cold.

➜ you shivered from the intense cold, despite being wrapped in a blanket. koga could feel your shaking body against his own, which startled him awake. quickly, he turned to face you with a scowl as he realized what was going on.

➜ “why the hell didn’t ya say anything? you’re freezing! here, take my hands.”

➜ you hesitated at first before settling your numbed hands against his warmed, rough ones. his touch sent a comforting warmth through your chilled fingers, and you graced him with a grateful smile for his kindness.

➜ koga would then move your sleeping bag closer to the fire and wrap his arms around your body, pulling you so close to his chest that you could hardly breathe, enveloping you in his warmth. he cared deeply for your comfort and always made sure you were satisfied.

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tojiluv · 25 days

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Choso 💭 *matchy-matchy = fated brothers*

credits to the original artist @yakult9_chim on X & ig

#⚡️ oryreblgs #jujutsu kaisen #jjk #choso kamo #itadori yuuji #so cute

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tojiluv · 29 days

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this is 100% me! register girly but tea >> coffee lmao

What do your moots remind you of?

wait wait this gonna be a long ass list. all under the cut. interesting question tho anon 😵‍💫

@tojiluv ⌇ ory

the smell of office documents and coffee. you radiate a comforting vibe but at the same time you have like 7261616377271 works for complete so you escape to cafés.

@amourlyns ⌇ ven

sports cars speeding through the night. maybe it's the previous batman theme, but you really remind me of those soothing late night drives through cities.

@itonashi ⌇ shina

bone china mug and any type of tea. i can picture you sitting and drinking tea from the bone china mug and humming to yourself saying "mm yes yes... tea."

@syomi ⌇ syo

wine red stilettos and a jazz bar. you remind me of an elegant woman in an old jazz bar just fancying her night through with a drooling group of men who tries to get your attention.

@anqelically ⌇ angel

japanese cherry blossoms and spring mostly. you're like a pretty sakura. you LOOK like a pretty sakura. you are a pretty sakura. so cute right. ily angel ur really an angel 🩷

@yuquinzel / @luvmequmi ⌇ hana

flowers! definitely a white tulip or a camellia. you're so sweet and you treasure + honour your friends more than yourself. so, you deserve a flower or two occasionally as achievement.

@noomon ⌇ noo

raincoats and gumboots. noo you're like a soul that always goes out after the rain stops just to jump in puddles. or or, you'd go out in the rain just to dance in it.

@caelivir ⌇ kory

a stoic apothecary. idk you remind me of someone who'd be so obsessed with testing poisons and finding a cure/medicine to everything. all done in pure stoicism.

@saewako ⌇ winter

snowy trails and misty fogs. you highly remind me of a tired village girl escaping from home and now she walks through the snow and mist with sore, red feet. heha.

@milyz ⌇ mila

clouds and a farm. you're not working on the farm though. you're a visitor of the farm and you'd sit by the balcony of the inn just to stare into the clouds. bonus if you're drawing.

@hyoismbbg ⌇ vy

konapun toys. especially the popin' cookin' ones. or a japanese drugstore. you're definitely someone who likes to buy bags of stuff from cheap drugstores.

@httpshujii ⌇ ray

red lipstick and leather jackets. add in some knee-length boots and you'll rock the look. to put simply, you remind me of a sweet, kind, and cool rockstar girlfriend.

@okkalo ⌇ kalo

bubblegum and cotton candies! you actually remind me of very sugary treats that either melts in your mouth or will have an enjoyable time chewing.

@saelestia ⌇ rain

vivienne westwood's gunmetal orb heart lighter. fancy and classy, that's the vibe that you give off. i chose a lighter because there's also a fierce and fiery side of you.

@kyoghurts ⌇ kenji

i've said this before, and it's the smell of a bakery. like the scent of a very sweet dessert. red velvet cakes, soufflé, grape-flavoured cheese tarts.

@rninies ⌇ kylin

yves saint laurent's opyum sandles. no because honestly my first thought after like checking your blog out, it reminded me of those ysl heels. and honestly? you'd look good in it.

@iluvies ⌇ luvie

white butterfly koi fishes. they're so majestic and beautiful and they honestly remind me of you, someone's who's so kind and beautiful like a butterfly koi. you're very gentle too!

@todorokies ⌇ knives

would it be funny if i said actual knives? okay maybe not... but daggers or swords. the ones which are freshly forged and ready for battle. you're like a honourable warrior. so kewl.

@steleir ⌇ vegas

penthouse night parties. along with some cool fruit punches, party music, a pool, disco lights, vice versa. all the cool fun stuff during the night because you're a cool and fun person!!

@omitea ⌇ sinnie

green tea and zen gardens. you remind me of a japanese girl who sits by the engawa (wood corridor) of an old japanese-style house's garden, relaxing with nature.

@wishmemel ⌇ safi

pearls. simply... pearls. because you're a really elegant person and all you remind me of is fancy and naturally expensive pearls. you're like a gem, an unobtainable one.

@noirflms ⌇ zen

laces and ruffle skirts. cute, coquette, soft. those are the elements that heavily reminds me of you. maybe even some strawberry shortcake and strawberry milk.

@saturvue ⌇ nyyra

gold jewelry. very specifically gold bangles. those really detailed ones worn by southern asian princesses. your name kind of sounds like a goddess' name too.

@kaiser1ns ⌇ kiki

love letters. those sweet, corny, and super romantic ones. oh and one of the letters which is from a secret admirer definitely talks about being crazy in love with you...

ok that's all. i think i missed a few people but these are all i got LOLOLOL i love all my moots and friends and sennies and senation

#✨ orychat #luv u sensen #thank you sensen <3 #i am a busy girl #office jobs are tiring

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tojiluv · 29 days

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EYES DON'T LIE — choso kamo [chapter nine]

description: in which a girl unwittingly becomes involved with a handsome stranger in a club, oblivious to his true identity of being in a famous boyband… OR in which you and Choso must conceal your secret meetings from your friends and his bandmates, especially from his younger brother and your best friend, Yuji.

warnings: nsfw near the end. sexual tension. choso’s a flirt.

notes: last chapter for now as i will be taking a break for my exams for a week or two. i'll update again if i have time but please be patient and wait for the comeback lol.

You didn’t even attempt to get off at your stop; instead, you waited for the next one to come by before realizing you were heading to his and Yuji’s home with an anxious heart. Still clad in your work uniform, you made it up the steps with a boost of confidence, only to crumble at the sight of the front door.

Your heart pounded in your chest as you hesitated to ring the doorbell. You knew Yuji wasn’t home today; he had informed you over text that he was watching a late-night basketball game with Toge and Megumi.

You kept pacing, your purse swinging against your side with each agitated step, thoughts swirling in your head about how to approach this. What if he didn't want to see you? What if your theory about his confession was wrong? What if he rejected your attempts?

But before you could overthink it any further, you took a deep breath and rang the bell.

A few seconds passed, and you found yourself second-guessing your decision. “Fuck, this was a bad idea. I should go —”

Before you could even attempt to bolt, the door swung open, revealing Choso standing on the other side... shirtless, his expression a mix of surprise and confusion.

"Hey," He said, his voice soft and welcoming. "I wasn't expecting to see you. Uh, Yuji’s not home —"

You bit your lip nervously, unsure of how to begin, struggling to keep your eyes from wandering to his naked chest. "Uh, I know. I’m actually here to see you… can I come in?" You confessed, your voice barely above a whisper.

Choso’s eyes widened, clearly not expecting that, before nodding quickly to let you in. Stepping into the home, you felt your anxiety ease slightly as the atmosphere was always cozy and inviting. The comforting scent of incense filled the air, and the soft glow of the television in the living room added to the peaceful ambiance, always welcoming you.

"Take a seat. Uh, let me go grab a shirt," He murmured, realizing he wasn't dressed properly in front of a lady, before rushing back to his room.

You nodded and sat on the couch, wringing your hands together as you tried to gather your thoughts. A few seconds later, Choso came down the stairs, this time wearing a gray sweater. You felt a tiny bit disappointed, but his presence beside you was calming and reassuring for some odd reason.

He cleared his throat, his hands fidgeting slightly. “Do you want anything to eat or drink…?”

You shook your head, a small smile present on your lips from his offer. “I’m okay, thank you though.”

Choso nodded, his gaze flickering around the room for a bit before taking a seat on the couch beside you, his eyes back on you as he waited for your reason for showing up.

Shit, this is a bit awkward, you cried inwardly.

“I’m sorry for coming here unannounced. I didn’t have your number, and Yuji told me you would be home today… so yeah,” You rambled a bit, your voice trembling slightly from the nerves.

Choso looked at you, concern evident in his expression. “I understand. What's on your mind?”

You took a deep breath, steeling yourself for what you were about to reveal. “It’s about that interview… the one your group did yesterday,” You began, your words tumbling out in a rush. “I watched it last night. I didn’t really expect you guys to show up randomly on my TV.”

You let out an airy laugh, the nerves kicking in much harder as you rambled. However, Choso let out a small chuckle at your joke, helping to ease the tension.

You continued, “I don’t know if I’m overthinking it but… what you said about the future girls of your dreams,”

He listened quietly, his expression unreadable in your eyes.

“Was that about… me?” You felt somewhat embarrassed asking him this. “I—I mean like, uh, you know —“

Choso reached out and took your hand in his, his touch gentle and comforting. You slightly flinched at the familiar coldness of his hands enveloping yours, glancing down as you grappled with your true feelings for the man in front of you. Was it desire or something else?

“If that’s what you’re asking, then, yes, it was,” Choso confirmed, observing your face heat up at his direct tone.

I was right then… But why?

Seeking reassurance from his comforting touch, you gathered the confidence needed to be more direct. It was now or never.

“So, about that and never forgetting that moment… why did you say that on live television?” You didn’t quite grasp that part; why confess something so personal and than swiftly change the subject?

Choso rubbed his thumb against the back of your hand, his eyes flickering between yours with a palpable tension.

“I know you’d come that way,” He stated, his desire for you evident in his expression.

Your mouth parted, caught off guard by his response, especially his indication of wanting something more. Yet, deep down, you understood. The tension between you had been palpable, evident whenever your eyes met or during natural conversations like the one in the kitchen a few days prior. However, you couldn't comprehend how he could be okay with this, knowing that you were Yuji’s best friend.

Choso waited patiently for your response, sensing the conflict within you. He didn’t want to pressure you; instead, he simply wanted to express how he felt, true to the promise you both made not to hide anything.

He sighed. "I know this may be too much, especially given the circumstances we're under. I just thought you should know... but I understand the promise we made,"

“I don’t regret it.”

You tightened your grip around his hand, lifting your head to convey the depth of emotions stirred by his words. Choso looked puzzled, unsure of your intentions.

"The night of the party, you said you didn’t regret it even after knowing who I was… I feel the same way,” You confessed, glancing down at your intertwined hands.

“I just didn’t know if it was right to admit that too, especially knowing that I was keeping this secret from Yuji. But no matter how many times I try to push it away… I’ve been feeling different about what happened between us.”

You pushed past the boundary you both promised not to break, unable to retract the words you'd been struggling to admit. Quickly turning your head to focus on the television channel, you couldn't bring yourself to meet his intense gaze any longer, feeling shy after your confession.

But earlier, you had told yourself to move on from this, yet now you were doing the opposite.

Suddenly, two fingers gently pressed underneath your chin, tilting your head upward to meet his eyes once more. This time, you could see a hint of yearning in his gaze, causing your body to feel much warmer than before.

Choso tilted his head, studying your features intently as your lips parted, the minimal distance between you now barely existent. You caught the sly glance he made at your parted lips before he returned his focus to your eyes, thinking you wouldn’t notice.

"Tell me what you want," He voiced, his fingers still holding your face to ensure you wouldn’t look away from him again.

You gulped quietly, the sound of the television fading into the background as your beating heart became the only thing you could hear. The way he was speaking to you was causing you to fumble over what was right and wrong, and right now, what you both were instigating definitely went against what your mind was shouting.

Yet, despite the internal conflict, your body leaned further into his touch.

What do I truly desire?

“I—” Another glance was made towards the movement of licking your lips. You could feel the distance decreasing with each passing second as you spoke, your breathing erratic and your heart beating faster than you thought it could handle.

“I want you, Choso.”

His eyes darkened, humming with interest. "Do you?"

"Yes," You breathed out, the words barely audible in the tense air.

You could feel his breath against your lips, your mind blanking on what could happen if you just moved a bit closer. Your body was pushing for the lust and desire of what you craved, yet your mind stayed focused on the first task you wanted to handle.

"I just don't want to lose my friendship with Yuji," You admitted, ensuring that you both understood the potential consequences your actions could cause if you were caught.

"You won't," Choso stated firmly, squeezing your hand reassuringly with the other. "Your friendship with Yuji is strong, and it can withstand anything. And as for us... well, whatever happens, I'll be here to help."

You knew what this meant and quickly agreed to it inwardly, your body's needs overpowering your subconscious. Leaning closer to him, you placed a hand on his thigh as you both stared at each other with the same craving.

"Then tell me, what do you want?" You asked sensually, your eyes heavy-lidded as you raised a hand higher to place it against his chest, just like the first time.

The priorities of Yuji and the promises made earlier were no longer a concern for either of you. Instead, you both focused on the matter at hand, anticipation causing your thighs to press together.

Choso's eyes narrowed, his skin flaring up from the way you stared at him with such need through your seductive eyes, your body flush against his. Unable to resist any longer, he gave in to your temptations.

“I wanted you the moment I laid eyes on you again, pretty girl.”

Your body burning from his lewd words, morals thrown out the door, you leaned up higher and smashed your lips against his. All signs and chances of pushing him away faded from your mind as you focused on the feeling of his wet lips molded against your own.

The kiss poured out the bottled-up passion and thirst you both held in since you laid eyes upon one another weeks ago, each longing to recreate those moments of ecstasy you experienced. His lips hungrily kissed yours, his hands lowering to grip your waist with tension before pushing you to sit on his lap. You could already feel his excitement growing underneath your uniform skirt, your underwear pressed against his bulge as the clothes were the only thing blocking any further contact.

Kissing each other deeply, you both parted to catch your breath, heavy breathing mixing between the two of you for a few seconds. Then, he moved again to kiss you even harder than before, not allowing the chance for second thoughts on the decision you both made to linger.

You retracted your earlier words, succumbing to the allure of his burning touch. You never wanted this feeling to end, despite the secrecy of it all, as you found yourself once again engaging in a forbidden affair with your best friend's brother. Unlike the first time, you didn't have an excuse for this encounter.

As his hands slid underneath your shirt to reveal your bra, the front door opened loudly, and a voice rang throughout the house, causing both of you to immediately part lips. Eyes widened and hearts dropped as you recognized who it was.

"Big bro, I’m home!" came the familiar voice, shattering the intimate moment and filling the room with unease.

Yuji was home.

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LOVE AT FIRST BITE. LOST CHAPTER #I.

♱⃬ ͏ ⠆ WHEN SCARLET EYES PIERCES THROUGH. a dance in the ballroom could result such a fateful encounter against a young and handsome vampire whose scarlet eyes pierces through the existence of a vampire hunter of a mere girl.

🦇 ͏⠆ ooc zuko (charming and seductive for the trait of a vampire), blade stabbing through skin, blood sucking, a false alias used for reader. 1900+ words.

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YEAR 1769, SOMEWHERE IN ROMANIA. around the quiet and deserted streets of the country, there is life. life in the form of night. now the sun had set long and the moon rose to illuminate its silver hues onto the world as if it is to watch after every living being that wanders around the soils of the earth and the sea creatures to swim their way or the air creatures to fly their way through the solemn night.

while diurnals are deep in slumber and the nocturnals have opened their eyes to continue their life in the calm of night, there are some diurnals who stayed awake.

like a little boy that couldn't sleep with the cold wind giving him chilly kisses on his skin… or a lonely widow who sat by her balcony reminiscing the presence of her deceased husband.

there is also the people of the day who are awake at night, perfectly blending among the people of the night, unseen and unscathed. smart enough to be amongst the dead souls of the earth. the dead souls of the earth who are very well and alive.

some are gathered elsewhere, whereas some are gathered in one big hall. monsters, spirits, ghouls and whatnot are all in the same hall under the transformation of a disguise as humans who are alive in the morning. now the creatures of the night have stolen their identity and are all breathing the same eerie air right this moment.

very common ballroom music of the royalty is played with a group of musicians who dragged their sticks against strings and singers who occasionally sing in harmony, their voices so bloody and terrifying that even the spiders on one's back felt a shiver or two.

this is the party of the princess of the night, azula of dark romania. she whose birthday just turned a few hundred years and it was obviously not her idea to hold such a big and ridiculous party where she doesn't even know half of the hall’s faces except for a few associates. royal associates.

princess azula of the vampires who rules over the female vampires. a dark and cruel princess, some would say. but truly, her nature is of a vampire. it is to be expected for cruelty in some princesses over the generations.

her dark scarlet eyes followed around random creatures in the hall and eventually, it landed on her elder brother. her brother who seemed to be carrying out his common activities of unintentionally charming women just by him being in their presence.

how is such a creature like him be so likable despite him being almost the same as azula? why does he have a crowd surrounding him and not her? she doesn't really understand it, but she knows not to care anymore whenever he has more social interactions than her.

however... the female creature that azula’s brother seemed to be speaking to is odd. it is faint, but she could pick up a smell of a pure human scent coming from the female creature. perhaps it's the human skin she wore that emits the scent, but something tickles at the skin of azula that the girl does not belong here.

oh well. most of the creatures do not belong here anyways. so it is not that big of a deal to feel something odd coming from a creature. in fact, it is a great thing to feel oddness from an individual. it makes them feel like they belong to the night more than anything else.

vampire princess azula simply shrugged it off and went to get herself a cup of eyeball blood juice to quench her thirst from the human-dripping scent.

the cold yet somewhat blazing hot fingers of the man gently held the fingers of the warm in the air, the other hand on the waist of the warm, guiding the waist around the marble floor where hundreds of feet are also moving and dancing around.

quite a brownish scarlet hue for a vampire eyes bore into the soul of the opposite creature from the vampire.

he knows.

the prince who held your hands with care and guided you around like a fragile little princess knows. of course. he is the only one in the lineage with the biggest lust for blood yet also the only one who can also control his thirst for human liquid with such ease and resistance.

but for the sake of peace in his sister's party. he does not pursue his want for some blood tonight. well, maybe not in front of her or anything in the perimeter of the castle where he could be seen with the human he dances with. for the prince does not want a commotion nor anyone trying to take his prey away from him.

it would be a shame to be discovered over the metallic scent of human blood leaking all over the dense and cold air. these creatures are all lustful for human presence. their main prey is the human who does not slumber at night and chooses to be walking around in complete darkness. such imbeciles gamble with the grim reaper who awaits the perfect moment to grab their souls into the underworld.

he looked at you and gave you a tiny little smile, not very much fond of smiling at girls in the ballroom whose name he didn't even know. but he knows your name, it is lady noire of the valentino family. the prince has asked for your name the moment he sets his eyes on you, soul or soulless.

such innocence that displays over your gaze right at the prince of dark romania, as if you haven't seen the horrors that he can commit. everyone in the world of darkness knows him, vampire prince zuko. the firstborn son of the vampire lord ozai, brother of princess azula.

zuko slowly danced you out of the ballroom. then, once again with much gentleness, he took your hands and led you to wherever he had in mind. whether it be the castle gardens or the kitchen tables. it does not matter when all the prince wants is a lick on your skin and a tiny little stab against your skin.

truly every single woman he knows will foolishly follow him in his lead and zuko will surely make the time worth it. not a single woman has failed at allowing the prince to strike his fangs under their skin. not this time either.

for under the moonlight, he once again treated a source of food with care— undressing the collar of her dress to let it slide down the smoothness of her shoulders. zuko does this one thing with every other blood carriers. he would cover their mouth shut and begin his feast.

but for tonight, he felt like doing something special, something he's never done before. what exactly did vampire prince zuko do that was so different from every other of his acts?

he did not cover the mouth of the valentino daughter in order to let her cries echo through the night.

what a move for a true vampire. he finally proves himself to be the perfect vampire his father has always wanted him to be. to let the screams and cries of the victim be carried through the wind and all around.

however, you did not even part your lips. they are sealed shut. like candle waxes sealing a letter before they are handed in to be sent to the recipient. how brave you are, little one, to not part cry out loud as a vampire sinks his ferocious fangs into your pretty skin. it wouldn't be so pretty anymore if there are two fang marks that will never disappear.

is that a wise idea? to bear the pain and only sealed your eyes shut instead of opening your mouth to scream in pain?

vampire prince zuko occasionally kissed your neck as he sucked on your blood. he enjoys every moment of it. from the moment he sunk his teeth into your skin and his fangs worked their way through to collect blood into his mouth. even the two small kisses every five seconds.

he loves it.

“you are fit for a king. your blood… one of a kind. how rare to have such a sweet flavour dancing around my tongue, lady noire,” zuko murmurs against your skin and plants a kiss on your neck, his breath hitching against your skin.

you move a little in your spot, locked against a tree that has to see through the entire process of a vampire feasting on an innocent soul.

“your highness, why do you not report me immediately?” you questioned as zuko released his fangs from your skin, licking off the excess blood from your wound. he then looked at you with lustful scarlet eyes.

“because i know you'll taste good,” zuko wipes his mouth with a finger. “and i was right.”

“are you going to let me go?”

the prince nods. “once—”

stab.

a burn ignited from the spot where a pure and blessed silver knife is stabbed at the sides of the vampire prince.

“you're reveling in the flavour of my blood until you forget to assume that some humans are not fans of vampires,” you looked at the prince, those same innocent eyes flashing right into his gaze as he grabbed your hand where you stuck the blade into his skin.

“you— who are you…?” zuko choked out, resisting the burn as he fought with it, grip loosening on your hands. you quickly let go of the silver knife just as he pulled it out and tossed it away.

“y/n silvernalle, vampire hunter,” you tore the thin layer of big puffy skirt that you wore to reveal a number of vampire repellents strapped all over your bare legs.

zuko saw them and chuckled, before breaking out into laughter. “silvernalle? what an honour to be graced by a silvernalle’s presence.” his hands covered the wound as his burned skin recovered extremely quickly. “but you silvernalles have a long way to go before you can erase my existence.”

you clicked your tongue and pointed another silver dagger right at him. “i am here to change that, vampire.”

all the prince did was sigh. “it's a shame you're a hunter. you could've been something to me. i enjoy the taste of your blood, m’lady. but i don't want to meddle with a troublesome human. until next time, lady y/n.”

vampire prince zuko shoots a tiny smile and takes a step back before he disappears into the night, a chance to eliminate another vampire has already escaped from your grasp. here you are, with another failed mission as an honourary silvernalle, the main reason of a vampire's death.

the moon shines beauty on the silver weapon now laying on the grass and stained with the blood of zuko. your fingers that zuko had caressed and treated with gentleness picked up the blade, teeth gritting.

“i will kill you, vampire prince zuko.”

zuko felt a chill crawl down his spine. a smug little smirk reincarnated after centuries of feeling mere boredom with existence. life should be a little more entertaining now with a young and beautiful vampire hunter right at his heart.

#💫 orymtls #so so good #prince zuko #zuko #atla zuko #zuko x reader #zuko x y/n #zuko x you #avatar the last airbender #avatar the last airbender zuko #vampire zuko #luv u sensen

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LOVE AT FIRST BITE. a zuko x fem! reader short story.

♱⃬ ͏ ⠆ IN WHICH — the hunter became the hunted right after the vampire has had a taste of the mortal girl's blood.

🦇 CONTENTS ⠆VAMPIRE!AU. ooc vampire!zuko and vampire hunter!reader. reader is from a family of vampire hunters called silvernalle. mentions of dark themes such blood, gore, minor sexual themes, and a lot of vampiric gothic shit. this is a dark romance work of fiction.

🕷️ STARRING ⠆ vampire prince zuko, hunter y/n silvernalle, seira hales (y/n's assistant), pureblood vampire aang, vampire princess azula, etc.

🍷 TAGLIST ⠆@steleir @tojiluv @ellzbellz18 @theblueslytherin @krokietino @purplepursepaint @katiemrty @saturvue @whynotelli (taglist is opened, just send an ask/comment to be added!)

𝐈. WHEN SCARLET EYES PIERCES THROUGH.

𝐈𝐈. TEETH GRAZING AGAINST HER PURE SKIN.

𝐈𝐈. SWEET BLOOD OF AN INNOCENT SOUL.

#💫 orymtls #avatar the last airbender #zuko #zuko x reader #atla #atla zuko #avatar the last airbender zuko #luv u sensen #please check it out

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EYES DON’T LIE — choso kamo [chapter eight]

warnings: none (for now). reader overthinks too much. short chapter.

note: posting one more chapter before taking a break from updating for a week or two in april cuz exam szn is approaching (crying inside). please be patient then, thank you my lovely readers <3

"See you guys Wednesday!"

As you waved goodbye to your coworkers at the fine dining restaurant, you felt a mix of relief and uncertainty. You had just finished your weekend shift as a hostess. Despite wanting to switch jobs, the good pay kept you there. Finding something better seemed tough.

You sighed as you waited patiently at the subway, feeling utterly exhausted from staying up late the night before. After watching that interview with Hollow Domain and hearing Choso's statement, which struck a chord with you, sleep had evaded you. When you groggily walked into your morning shift, a coworker mistook the dark circles under your eyes for a new makeup trend.

The subway pulled forward and opened its doors. You walked in, scanning for any available seat. Finding one, you allowed yourself to enjoy some peace until you reached your apartment. Taking out your headphones, you played some music for the time being. Putting your playlist on shuffle, you waited for a song to play as the train continued to the next few stops.

What a coincidence., a Hollow Domain song popped up in your queue, causing you to shake your head and quickly pause the melody.

Your thoughts had been consumed by that damn interview all day, replaying the what-ifs and whys of what you witnessed. Truthfully, you didn't know what to do or whether you should even talk to Choso about the matter. Yet, you didn't want to get your hopes too high if you were mistaken, even though you understood what Kinjin was about to expose.

Hopes to high... What the hell? I shouldn't be thinking like this!

Having any hopes with your best friend's brother is a big no-no. Even though you both hooked up, it was a misunderstanding caused by not recognizing each other. Now that you do know each other, you find yourself wanting him the same way... or perhaps even more. Groaning inwardly, you try to clear your mind of thoughts about him, attempting not to care about the subject anymore.

He was Yuji's brother, for crying out loud. You need to stop your obsessive thinking and move on from this minor crush on him. Remember, it was just a one-time thing."

. . .

Although, he did look cute in that interview... and has a really nice smile from what you remembered. Oh! And he really is kind to others, always putting their needs before his own. Those little things are what you totally like about a guy.

OH MY GOD.

You physically slapped yourself, drawing glances from a few bystanders who regarded you as crazy before shifting a few seats away. You chose to ignore them, consumed by the critical crisis unfolding in your head. Covering your heated face, you couldn't handle the truth: you indeed have a crush on Choso, and you knew you wouldn't be able to stop it. How could you move on from this? Something was totally wrong with you if you couldn't get over a one-night stand.

Yes, he took the time to get to know you before anything happened, made you feel amazing and confident with his words, and was sweet and caring throughout. He also made sure to give you the aftercare you deserved, unlike other men.

Yes, Choso is an amazing man to be around and a great big brother to Yuji.

But, no.

No, you can't take back your word.

You couldn't and shouldn't throw yourself right back at his feet without facing any consequences along the way. Choso's words shouldn't make you break the promise you made about forgetting it, even though it seems he won't, judging by his admission during the interview. Someone has to be the bigger person, and you know it has to be you.

As your stop approached, you stood up, mentally chanting that you wouldn't submit to your desires or his, determined to move on from it, even if your body didn't want to.

"I won't do anything. I will not go running back to him!" you exclaimed, nodding fiercely at your decision as the subway doors opened at the station.

You lied.

You did do something.

And that something was you standing outside his home, pacing back and forth on the front porch.

What an idiot.

⇽ chapter seven | chapter nine ⇾

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☆ . . . . . . 𝐈𝐍𝐔𝐘𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐀 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐒

HEADCANONS / ONESHOTS / IMAGINES

→ cold night — various characters (sfw)

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#⚡️ oryreblgs #so pretty #sailor moon #wicked lady #chibiusa #sailor moon crystal #blog aesthetic

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i’m so invested in your choso fic! i found it a couple of nights ago and it’s throwing me through a loop! your writing is really great 🤍

awh tysm for your sweet msg anon!! i’m glad you like it, i hope you continue to enjoy it cause there’s more to come!! ☺️

#🌙 oryanon #❥ — ❝ tojiluv ❞#jujutsu kaisen #choso kamo #choso kamo fanfiction #choso kamo x reader #jjk choso #jujutsu kaisen choso

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EYES DON’T LIE — choso kamo [chapter seven]

warnings: minor mature language. juicy questions? hallow domain banter. shy choso.

notes: this is a bit of slow burn, hope it doesn’t seem to quick. to clarify, choso is expressing his desires to reader. tysm to those that are reading <3

The weekend arrived as you finished the last of your homework for the night, closing the laptop with an exhausted sigh before getting up from the bed. You completed everything to relax for the next couple of days and hang out with your friends without stressing if you missed an assignment.

Walking out of the room, you checked what food you had in stock before realizing you hadn't done any groceries for a while. You opted for ramen as your dinner until you buy actual food.

Waiting for the water to boil, you moved to the living room to turn on the TV, setting it up to see any movies you could watch until you had to go to bed since you had work the next evening. Not thinking much about any channel, you chose a popular late-night talk show, waiting until your food was ready to decide what to put on.

Making your way back to the kitchen to pour the hot water into the bowl, you could hear snippets from the channel that didn't interest you until something caught your attention.

"And for today's closing finale, we have an inclusive interview with the rising Japanese boy band as we talk about their upcoming album with some special news. Please welcome, Hollow Domain!"

You've never turned your head faster than you do now.

Turning to view the television with awestruck eyes, you watched the five members walk towards the host, shaking hands before taking their seats. Cheers echoed throughout the crowd on the screen as you hurriedly grabbed the remote (almost crashing into the sofa), raising the volume much higher as you watched more intently.

"Is this what Choso meant when he said he had plans with the band?" You wondered, recalling what he had mentioned about plans earlier in the week.

You analyzed each member as they dressed up nicely for the interview, showcasing their signature looks from the tour. Satoru, Suguru, and Choso occupied the main couch, while Kinji and Kento sat on stool chairs behind them. Your gaze lingered on your most biased member, unable to tear your eyes away from the screen.

Despite your distraction, you continued to watch, attempting to grab your food without looking properly before settling onto the couch with a bowl and chopsticks in hand.

"Thank you for joining us at Shinta Entertainment, we are very pleased to have you all here!" The host declared, bowing. The group returned the gesture, giving their thanks for being there.

"We are very grateful to be here as well," Kento voiced.

The host grinned, "Congratulations on your most successful tour across Asia! Tell us, how did you feel when it was over?"

"Well, we were all pretty sad to leave our fans and miss the excitement of performing for them almost every week. But we were happy with the results and enjoyed our time," Satoru stated, with the rest of the group nodding in agreement.

Suguru nodded, his smile warm. "We haven't been home for a while, so it feels great to be back, but I think we're craving the feeling of being back on the road."

As you slurped your noodles, your focus shifted to a desire to learn more about the band, especially since your involvement with Choso sparked a heightened interest. Reflecting on him, you observed how reserved and quiet he was during the interview, allowing the other members to take the spotlight.

"So, are you hinting at another upcoming tour in Asia?" The host pressed for answers as some of the audience cheered, hoping the news was true.

The boys glanced at one another with shared smiles before Kinji turned to face the host with a devious grin.

"Well, maybe not just Asia this time..."

The host leaned closer with much excitement. "Does that mean —?"

"We'll be going on a world tour this upcoming fall!"

Your jaw dropped as the audience cheered in delight, the sound of fangirls screaming their lungs out filling the air at the announcement. You couldn't believe they would be going on tour again, let alone embarking on a worldwide journey after just returning from another tour. Despite it only being the end of February and fall still nine months away, you hadn't expected them to leave so soon.

"You heard it here first: Hollow Domain world tour!"

The interview continued with some commercial breaks as you finished your ramen, now wrapped in a blanket, patiently waiting for the show to end. Throughout the segment, the host asked some minor questions about the new album and the rise of their stardom, saving the juicier personal inquiries for the end to excite the audience.

"Now, let's end this night with some fast-round questions! For the answers, simply point or say the person who relates to the question, and they'll have to explain why. Ready?" The host asks, pulling up a few cards to read off.

All the members nodded, getting ready to answer.

"Who sings in the shower the most?"

"Satoru!" All four members answered immediately, while the white-haired male narrowed his eyes.

"Eh, gotta keep the vocals warm, you know what I mean." He clarifies, adjusting his sunglasses with a smirk. Why the hell is he wearing sunglasses indoors?

"Who uses their fame to get something for free?"

"Kinji," The man rolled his eyes at his friends while the audience chuckled.

"Only sometimes to get into a few places," Kinji states truthfully, shrugging with no care.

The host continues, liking how the band kept up with the game. "Who is most likely to commit a crime?"

All the boys thought about it before pointing towards Suguru, who also agreed. The audience gasped at the answer while the long-haired male waved off their concern with a closed-eyed grin.

"They said most likely, hence not true guys!"

"We understand, don't worry!" The host laughs. "Okay, just a few more now. Who's most likely to get drunk at work?"

Suguru, Kento, and Choso pointed towards Kinji, a bit uncertain in their answer.

Yet, Satoru shouted with no thought in mind, "Kento!"

The blond-haired male glared, confused as he was probably the least out of everyone. "Why me?"

The lead singer shrugged, pointing a finger at him. "You get the most stress."

He shook his head, annoyed by his friend before talking to the audience. "I swear he sucks at this game, or any games for that matter."

Most people laughed while some girls screamed from the way he looked at them with his tired eyes. You giggled as well, really loving the dynamic between the group as they were always at each other's throats, yet they treated one another like family.

"Okay, last question... Who is the most romantic person in the group?"

Immediately, all the members pointed towards their tattooed friend with grins and snickers as Choso felt his cheeks burn from the pressure on him. You were somewhat surprised that he was the most romantic out of the whole group. Then again, you had firsthand experience of the way he treated a woman in bed, which may explain their answer.

You fanned yourself from that quick thought, feeling hot from the memories before focusing back on the show.

The host grinned in response to the juicy answer, while the audience erupted into whistles and a few 'Ooooo's from the reveal.

"Tell us Choso, is there anyone special at the moment?" They ask, leaning forward with much interest.

You stared intently, heart slightly racing as you waited for his answer. You don't understand why you somewhat got concerned if there was someone special to him. Yes, you may have a tiny crush on him but you wouldn't do anything about it.

But knowing that there might be someone else on his mind weighed heavily on your heart.

Choso chuckled shyly, rubbing his cheek as everyone waited for his answer.

"Well, uh, maybe the future girl of my dreams is watching this right now and I think they know who they are. Just remember, I'll never forget that night," He revealed, grinning wildly.

Their fangirls screamed at the declaration while the rest of the members chuckled at his corny words.

At this point, your jaw was hurting from the amount of times it dropped during the night. Rather than getting your heart crushed, it rose above the great wall with much hope as you pieced his words carefully.

Was he talking about me? You shook your head frantically at that suggestion. No, it couldn't be. He wouldn't mention you, especially not on live television. You were just feeding into your delusions.

You watched the host grin widely, pressing further to gain a straightforward answer on who it may be before the showtime runs out.

"Ah, so you've got someone in mind?" They inquire, their brows raised with curiosity.

The tattooed male shrugged, while Satoru elbowed him with a knowing grin. Choso turned to face the camera, speaking directly to the viewers, causing your cheeks to flush as you admired how handsome he was, even on television.

"Of course I do..." You clutched the blanket closer, anticipation gleaming in your eyes as you wondered if he would truly drop a hint about the person he was referring to.

He pointed a hand towards the crowd, his composure much different than before. "It's none other than our fans!"

The audience cooed in response to his sweet words, while you let out an audible groan, sinking back onto the sofa in defeat. Naturally, he would utter something so cliché to avoid divulging the truth. However, you couldn't help but notice the shift in his demeanor, suggesting he didn't truly mean it, likely to deter further probing into the private matter.

Although, one of the members did not have a filter and truly, did not give a fuck.

"Aren't ya talking about that chick from the clu—" Kinji began to ask with raised brows until he was interrupted.

Bless the heavens for Kento Nanami.

Kento wrapped an arm around his babbling friend's shoulder, exerting a bit of pressure to silence him. While some might be concerned about the sudden action, others would recognize it as typical banter among Hollow Domain members.

"I think that's all the time we have, right?" Kento asks, his lips pressed into a tight smile, his arm still gripping tightly.

His muscles strain against his shirt from the force, while Kinji discreetly taps his arm, signaling to be freed. Despite this, Kinji maintains a grin for the viewers.

Suguru shook his head in embarrassment, while Satoru placed a hand over his mouth to stifle giggles. Choso paled at the near exposure of the truth on live television. You had a feeling that the tattooed male was probably going to kill their drummer backstage later.

The host was puzzled by the scene before clearing his throat to dispel the odd tension. "Uh, ye– yes! That's all the time we have today, folks. Thank you to Hollow Domain for joining us! And to all the fans, keep an eye out for their upcoming album. Goodnight!"

Then the channel went to commercials.

You lay there against the sofa, stunned by what you had just heard and witnessed as the commercials blared in the background. At that moment, thanks to Kinji's idiotic timing, you realized the exact truth that Choso was hinting at and to whom.

And with that revelation hanging in the air, you couldn't help but wonder what would happen next.

"Oh, wow."

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