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𝗦𝗪𝗘𝗘𝗧 𝗡𝗨𝗜𝗦𝗔𝗡𝗖𝗘 .ᐟ
summary, it was raining. and this time around, izumi didn't brought his umbrella. thankfully, he came across someone who does. unfortunately for him, it was the person he 'hated' the most.
featuring, izumi sena w/ gender-neutral!reader (romantic)
tags, (mostly) fluff, one-sided rivalry, just izumi things, implied childhood friends, izumi in denial core, mandatory ooc tag
notice, i feel like this idea could work for another character like tsukasa but.... idk izumi's the first guy i thought of when i came up with the idea.
(name) (lastname). oh, how izumi dreaded that name every single time he hears it.
there's not a particular thing about you he doesn't like. maybe it was your face or your voice, even the way you walk, but he seems to hate something in every aspect of your being... irritating. much worse is that his unit members teases him for it.
"ne, secchan, why are you so obsessed with (name)?" ritsu had brought up during practice break. the other knights members looked towards izumi who froze upon the question asked, midway picking up his water bottle.
"ha? obsessed?" izumi turned his head, furrowing his brows as a tick mark appeared on his forehead. why is he even bringing this up?
arashi chuckled from her side of the room, folding her arms over her chest. "oh, don't mind izumi, he's always been like that when it comes to (name). especially back when we're still kids." she then shook her head, "although i am interested to hear your feelings about (name)."
izumi clicked his tongue, his mood only souring as they pester him. "tsk, what's there to even talk about? feelings? i don't have any feelings for them. they're just so annoying that it's distracting me from my work."
leo tilted his head, "distracting? how?"
izumi opened his mouth, ready to spit out whatever reason he could think of to excuse his hate towards you. and yet something comes out, his vocal chords felt weak against the lump of muscles in his throat and his heart began thumping in an odd pattern when your face pops up in his mind.
what could he say about you? you're... you. as weird as it sounds.
he shook his head, sighing. "... do i need a reason to not like them? they're just... too much."
"sounds to me you have a crush on 'em." ritsu teased, causing the others— leo and arashi —to start teasing him too.
"a crush? i didn't think of that before, but that sounds about right!"
"little izumi is growing up, so cute~"
"it's ok, we still love and accept you for who you are."
the grey-haired boy felt his face flush in embarrassment, he opened his mouth to shout at them and tell them off but the words keept dying in his throat, not letting him speak properly.
"shut up, will you? there's nothing right about me crushing on them! i hate them." izumi huffed, turning away and hiding his face to avoid any further teasing. "there's no way i'd ever like someone like them. so annoying..."
even as he said that with such confidence, his face was still red as a beet and his heart continued to beat weirdly.
i don't get it. why do i feel like this? it's irritating. he bit his lip, closing his eyes and trying his best to clear his mind, to set his heartbeat normal again. but when he did, all he could see was your face. your disgustingly pretty face.
eventually, practice had resumed as usual. but each time he glances at the miror, he could see a mirage of you sitting in the background and clapping your hands to support him.
his heart wouldn't beat normally again.
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the following weeks were not... the best weeks izumi had faced. everytime he was out with arashi, leo or ritsu and there was coincidentally an advertisement with (name)'s face on it, they'd point it out and call him out in it.
thankfully, tsukasa couldn't care less about the whole ordeal but lately he's been getting on izumi's last nerves by reminding him to focus on idol work instead of his little crush... it didn't take long until nearly the entirety of new-di knows about it.
and just like every other day, he carefully making his way out of the ES building after having to deal with the knights' teasing, he was immediately greeted the sight of thundering grey skies and the heavy pitter-pattering of rain.
just great. just exactly what he needed.
and unfortunately for the usually responsible izumi sena, he did not bring an umbrella with him.
he sighed, running his hand through his grey locks and tugging on them out of frustration. without no other choice, he stood there under the frigid, concrete shade with the cold seeping through his clothes. he crossed his arms and looked at the sky, waiting for the rain to end.
he waited, and waited. and waited some more. then 30 minutes pass and the sky has gotten darker and darker with no sign of the rain letting up anytime soon.
does he need to make a run for it? seek shelter under tree shades, rest for a few minutes before challenging the rain again until he reached home?
izumi groaned, pinching the bridge of his nose. "i should've checked the weather app." he muttered to himself. "when will this end?"
then, a voice responded. "from what i could see, it doesn't look like it'll be ending soon." a familiar, teeth-grinding voice responded to his rhetorical question.
izumi glanced behind him, his gaze sharp and indifferent as it landed on your smiling face before moving down to the automatic umbrella in your hands.
he watched you move closer to the edge of the porch and open your umbrella. the bright red umbrella standing out in the bleak, grey atmosphere. you turned your head towards him, your smile gentle and warm in contrast to the harsh weather.
even in your presence, you managed to make the rain what once was ruthless and unrelenting on its fall on earth, look like a drizzle.
"wanna share?" is what you only said to him, offering your hand towards him. for him to take and join you under the umbrella.
izumi flinched, but managed to hide it well underneath his aloof expression. he expected you to just leave him there, offering a half-hearted good luck. after all, you must not like him too, right? izumi sena and (name) (lastname) never gets along... or at least that's how he perceives it to be.
he hesitated, staring down at your hand, unsure if it was worth it. when was the last time you guys held hands before? or was there even a time when you two did that? izumi couldn't remember. no matter how weird the nostalgia the scene gives him.
then, he sighed and shook his head. "fine. but if my clothes get wet, you're going to clean it." he threatened casually and took your hand.
he nearly slipped on his way to find cover under your umbrella and glared at you as if you were responsible for it. "give me that." he, without a warning, snatched the umbrella from your hands and held it up. "it's better if the taller person held the umbrella.
you chuckled, "such a gentleman. although, you were always like that, i guess."
"what's that supposed to mean?" he glanced at you. his hold on your hand gentle but firm, a subconscious act on his part.
"nothing, nothing. let's just hurry up before the rain gets worse."
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"hey, hold my hand!" a young boy shouted at another child, reaching out his hand towards them while the other was occupied holding an umbrella.
the child sat on the wet concrete, merely looking up at the grey-haired boy with an expression akin to awe. the boy, seemingly not appreciating the wait, glared at him and puffed his cheeks.
"hey, are you deaf or something? take my hand before i take it back!" he threatened, although at that moment, it seemed unlikely he'll do that.
the rain continued to pour down in them, the pitter-patter ringing loud throughout the empty street. then, snapping out of their trance, the other child finally took his hand and held onto it tightly.
the boy pulled them up with all the strength a kid his age could muster and kept them close under the safety of the umbrella.
"jeez, you're so reckless. falling down like that." he scolded them, shaking their head like a disappointed parent. "next time, hold my hand much tighter. just like that. i can't have you falling again or else i'll get in trouble."
he didn't get a response other than them squeezing his hand. he squeezed theirs back in response, as if to reassure them that they'll be fine. the boy looked away, hiding the growing blush on his face from them.
"come on, let's go. the rain might get worse."
notice, is this in game lore accurate. ik he's obsessed with makoto in their childhood days but this js came to me in a fever dream and ooooough i js need to write this. also we js got hit by like 4 typhoons, but that ok im a winner and i rlly like winning 🫶
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how i look at a new writing idea even though I have 3 tests back to back to back this week:
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୨୧ opulent - s. tsukasa x reader
━ rivals to lvrs socmed au
synopsis: (name) unfortunately is stuck with tsukasa for yet another school project, except this time around both of their lives change..
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ch 20 - "banned from roblox ?!"
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𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄𝐔𝐌. — 𝐒. 𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐀𝐒𝐀
✦ "even if it's rude, you're the only one i want to look at." | school field trip with his "not-so-obvious crush".
notes — tsukasa suou x gender neutral reader yes :3. written in second pov!
A soft sigh comes out of Tsukasa's mouth, he knows he can't act like this— he should be proper for God's sake! But nonetheless, the male can't help but feel bored. What, was he just supposed to take pictures of the art? What was there to actually learn about it?
He rolls his eyes at the sight of so called "Modern art", a hand of his clutches his bag as he gives in and opens his phone. Other students were just spamming the take a picture option, the others were taking photos of their friends. And the others..
Well, they were definitely doing the "Taking a picture when I think I can paint this myself" Trend thing. Why does he care anyway? He didn't have the time for stuff like this.
.. He thinks.
Tsukasa spots a familiar figure out of the corner of his eye, a friend taking a picture of them. An awkward thumbs up as a pose as they laugh. He laughs under his breath. Hey, didn't he tell himself that he shouldn't care?
His smile fades slowly to realization as he gets a clearer picture of who it was, and oh. It was you. A smile slowly creeps up again onto his face, cheeks puffing up in embarrassment.
The male decides to take a photo of which you were standing at, trying to seem.. Well, natural. An abnormally annoying yet familiar voice pokes through his ears— "It's rude to take pictures of other people,"
Tori speaks up from behind him, making him freeze before the smaller male walks away in amusement whilst Tsukasa shakes his head. Hell, he's right. What was he doing just taking a picture of you?
And so, he nearly jumps out of his bed when he gets a message from you.
"I didn't mean to take pictures of you.. By the way." The male defends himself hesitantly as he runs his fingers through his hair, earning a giggle from you. "But the photos did look nice."
Tsukasa smiles softly, before suddenly realizing and remembering. "I remember buying this for you in the souvenir shop in the aquarium." He says as he takes out a small charm from out of his pocket, whilst a small blush fades onto your face.
"You bought something for me?" You tease, now it was his turn to blush. He asks for your phone as you comply, his hands intertwining with yours to pull you to sit down on a bench.
The male ties the cute, small blue charm on your phone case and finally puts your phone back in, giving it back to you as you smile once more from his actions.
"Thank you," You whisper, flustered, noticing he has the same charm on his phonecase. "Tsukasa Suou, are you trying to flirt with me?" You ask on instinct, making him freeze.
He stutters, "I'm not! Well.. I don't know!"
note — anudah short one
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jian ur cooked the most out of all of us if it gets leaked LMFAOOO
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the election is gonna be my 13th reason i actually cannot
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Shumika week Day 1: Childhood/Lookback
I tried to give 1st year shu some babyfat on his cheeks uwu
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i havw writers block idk what to do next chapter 🍤🍤
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hello! hope I'm not a bother but what apps do you use for your smau???
OMG HIIII dw i love when people send me asks :D also i use memi message for the messages and twinote for the twitter
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Omgggg congratulations on reaching 300 followers !!! You totally deserve it !!! I hope I'm not late to the event. Can i req fluff with tsumugi and s/o who adores the mojakko mascot of him in Switch's SSVRS game ? (It's the blue mascot in Sora's climax card) s/o loves the mascot so much she immediately bought a plush toy of him the moment it releases, and takes it everywhere, which makes him happy but a bitttt jealous that she paid attention to it more than him 😭 thanksss
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"YOU KNOW I LOVE YOU THE BEST, RIGHT?"
Tsumugi Aoba x reader
♡ Tags: Fluff, casual romance, established relationships, fem reader, not proofread!
♡ Word count: 561
♡ A/N: I've only read the prologue to this story, so I hope that's enough! Sorry if I butchered anything in this fic because I can't find any proper translations to the actual story at all... but I hope you like it anyway! (≧◡≦)
"What are you two doing?" you asked the two boys curiously. You placed your hands on your boyfriend's shoulders as you leaned in closer to their computer screens.
"Oh, (Y/N)!" cheered Sora. "We're playing our game! We're working with someone from a game company that worked on SSVRS to make one for Switch!"
"That sounds fun, but... what are you supposed to be?" you asked your boyfriend, Tsumugi, who looked almost as confused as you were at the avatar that was chosen for him.
Sora laughed. "It's Mo-jakko!"
"Mhm, it's Mo-jakko," sighed Tsumugi with a smile. "Scary, huh?"
"Nope, it's cute!" you squealed. "Haha, it looks just like you!"
You started ruffling his hair and he let you without a single complaint or any means to stop you.
"(Y/N), you should join us!" Sora suggested. "It'll be fun!"
"Okay, why not?" you said as you sat down on the chair Tsumugi was already occupying. Now that the two of you were sharing it, it became harder for him to control his character.
But he didn't mind it. He liked how close you were sitting next to him, he didn't care that the two of you could slip out of the chair at any moment. Even when there were plenty of spare chairs in the room, he wanted to be a little selfish and have you right there next to him.
After the session, Sora mentioned that if the game receives enough praise, then Mo-jakko could have his own line of merch to which Tsumugi sighed, but agreed on how cute that may be for their fans.
But Tsumugi didn't expect you to also be interested in something so silly like that.
So when he saw you one day at work with a Mo-jakko plush attached to your side, he was rather confused. Sure, he thought it was cute and it did make him happy that you were showing love to his mascot, but he had noticed how you took it everywhere you went.
Even on dates with him.
At some point, it seemed to him that you were paying more attention to the mascot that resembled him than him himself. He didn't want to ruin your fun though, so he kept it to himself for a while, but there came a time he had to let it all out.
And because Tsumugi was one that didn't understand why his words came out like that, you were particularly dumfounded.
"Tsumugi, are you perhaps... jealous?" you asked, suppressing a laugh.
"M-Maybe?" he answered honestly. "Well, you don't talk to me the way you talk to Mo-jakko..."
You appreciated how honest he could be, so you couldn't be too mad when he finally communicated his feelings to you. You ruffled his hair, fingertips making contact with his fluffy blue locks.
"You know I love you the best, right?" you chuckled.
"Yeah, I know..." He smiled. "But... please don't forget about me, (Y/N)..."
"Who do you think I am?"
You laughed and he followed suit. He admitted it was rather silly of him to be jealous of a plushie, but he did want all of your attention on him than an inanimate object.
You pulled him in, hugging him close.
"I'll always love you more," you continued as his arms wrapped around your body. "After all, Mo-jakko can't hug me like this!"
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