#“taiga”

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(It's so surreal seeing Taiga here. In the best of ways!)

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art by: Yoon🌸

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WIND BREAKER - Furin -

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[officialmiintee]

forward, beckon, rebound

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Saejima was all that was standing between majima and feral pirate game

[crimson-chains]

Whoops, my hand slipped and I have drawn so many chibis XD Here's the first years, they're all great boys

[the-original-skipps]

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[piratingsoup]

[you-are-forever-special]

There is a weird noise coming from somewhere. Only your OC can hear it and it is driving them crazy! -can they focus their mind and ignore the noise? What is something that gets to your OC so badly that they can't ignore?

(Thank you for this!! ☆ I had fun~!)

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On a glorious summer day, Taiga sat contently in her little cottage tucked peacefully away into the dense foliage of the local woods she resided in.

It was another tranquil day, and the girl had no plans at the moment.

So, as she sat at her little desk at the corner of her room, Taiga took this time to catch up on reading a book that she recently discovered and picked up.

An ethnography on "Haitian Vodou, Cuban Yoruba, and Bahian Candomblé?"

'Sign me up,' Taiga thought almost instantly.

It was never too much, in her eyes, to be able to find out all of the things she could come to learn about the different people of this world.

However, that comforting feeling of peace she felt as she continued to be absorbed by the text printed out before her, was suddenly disturbed.

Something akin to a high-pitched human scream caused Taiga's sensitive ears to instinctively, instantaneously perk up more at attention.

But at the same time, she quickly set her book down at the current page she left off of and recoiled; making a face of discomfort and shock as that sound rattled through her bones.

A sense a dread quickly fell over Taiga like a big, suffocating murder-blanket as she covered her ears, despite her best efforts to try and stay calm about this after she recovered from the initial startle.

That... scream.

It felt off.

Was someone in trouble? Was she the only one hearing this?

Either way, she couldn't, in good conscience, just sit here and do nothing about it...

Even if noises like that tended to put her on edge, more often than not.

As Taiga uncovered her ears, she tried to remind herself to take a few deep breaths before she stood up from her chair.

She tried to strengthen her resolve.

She knew these woods, just like any place, could be dangerous.

But it's not every day Taiga heard a distressed cry out here.

She jumped slightly once she heard it cut through the air again, and the fur on her tail was much more puffed up by this point from the added consternation of this situation Taiga now found herself in.

Regardless, if this hypothetical person were in trouble, it'd be better to get moving rather than hesitate any longer.

So as she swiftly moved over and grabbed her emergency survival kit, Taiga still at least chose to try and err on the side of caution before going to check it out like a character in a predictable B-movie.

Grabbing her nata for extra protection, along with tucking her phone in her front pocket.

Just in case.

Taiga hiked the bag over her head and shoulder before leaving her cottage and locked up fast.

Keeping an ear out, whenever she heard the scream, she tried to follow where it was coming from.

Thankfully, she knew these woods well enough by now, but made sure to continue drilling it in her head to remember each of the directions she went down.

Ever since she lived on the road for a while, Taiga didn't like relying solely on a cellphone and tried having a backup plan whenever possible.

Like a physical compass.

Just. In. Case.

Her brain repeated on a loop as she tried to stay calm enough to not panic and make the situation worse.

Funny how a place so serene could turn devolve into a much more sinister atmosphere by just one change of events.

Taiga tried not to overthink, but it was still hard for her sometimes.

Moments like this, a person isn't always prepared for.

That crushing weight and ball dropping feeling within her...

Whether from natural survival instincts or the irrational side of her anxiety, it never felt good.

Even if Taiga could step up to the plate, there was always that question:

What if?

But she didn't have time to dwell on those thoughts for much longer.

Because the sound was now close behind her.

Her ears drooped after turning towards the source of the much more piercing sound.

Taiga's eyes widened, and she froze on the spot.

Questions of how, who, when, and why didn't stay in her mind's eye for long, because it was all overpowered by the crippling fear that overtook her.

This could have actually been a trap.

The noise seemed to have kept circling her most of the time.

Almost like Taiga was being evaded, and/or taunted the further she went and the harder she looked.

She honestly doubted anyone was possibly in trouble at this point.

But she wanted-

Needed to be brave.

No matter what.

After all... Leaving finding out the truth or not aside, she couldn't just stand here forever.

Taiga took a silent, deep breath, before gritting her teeth.

Clenching her nata tighter, she suddenly spun around fast; her eyes hastily scanning her surroundings as she got into a combat stance if she needed to fight.

But there was no opponent.

Besides a...

Oh.

It was a bird all along.

A starling, specifically.

It all made much more sense to her now and Taiga looked at the stance she was in before relaxing her body once again.

No wonder the cry seemed so off in a way; should've known.

She felt so silly, and so many emotions flowed through her at once while she stood there.

But as the majestic little creature let out another call, Taiga let out a sigh as she facepalmed and just laughed to herself as they flew away, off into the horizon.

[catragemiau]

Another family

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wind breaker || another style collection [ 1 ] [ 2 ]

[azraelgaius]

"Just trust me, you'll be fine."

[stunie]

˖ ݁𖥔 ݁ “MY BOYFRIEND IS GONNA KICK YOUR ASS !”

PT 2: WINDBREAKER BOYS PROTECTING YOU FROM PERVS. ft. yamato endo, chika takiishi, akihiko nirei, taiga tsugeura, & choji tomiyama x f!reader

PART 1: kaji, togame, umemiya, sakura, suo, hiragi, kiryu, & sugishita x f!reader

sfw. wc: 1.7K. ohh i had sm fun w endo’s hehe <3 individual warnings are below, but f!reader: referred to as she / her.

YAMATO ENDO. ‘my girl,’ ‘angel’ & ‘pretty thing’

“Hey,” Endo’s voice cuts through the thick air like a blade, heavy arm coming to rudely rest on one of their shoulders. “What do you think you’re doing scaring her into a corner like that? Tryna get at my girl?”

On a normal day, you’d roll your eyes at the teasing tone he always uses around you— but today, it brings you nothing but relief, fresh tears threatening to spill as you choke out his name.

His presence alone is enough to silence the group of guys who had just been talking over you moments prior, the three men in front stiffening at the sight of him alone. They can hardly believe this.

You really weren’t bluffing when you said Endo would kick their asses— he’s frightening.

They exchange knowing looks when they hear you sniffle, hands coming to wipe at the tears that had begun streaming down your cheeks. They were so fucked.

“N-no! Of course not.” One of them breaks the silence.

“We had no idea she was your girl— ” another one stammers, hands coming up defensively.

“Didn’t know? You serious?”

Endo’s voice comes out sharp, eyes narrowing as he puts more weight onto his arm, grinning at the way the man’s knees start to tremble at the pressure. “My angel here doesn’t usually look at me like that, y’know,” he whispers, jutting a thumb in your direction. “So what’d you do to put that terrified look on her face?”

“Sorry— we’re really sorry.” One of them starts to apologize profusely, but your boyfriend was clearly not in his usual good mood today, and he grabs his face roughly, ignoring the way his cries of pain come out muffled against his palm.

“Asked you a question, didn’t I?”

The veins along his forearm bulge when his grip tightens, and you hear a painful crack, the man’s hands coming to desperately scratch and claw at Endo’s arms. “She likes it when i’m nice, so I’ll give you a second chance to quit spewing some fucking nonsense and answer me, yeah?”

The two men behind him exchange glances before stumbling over their words, desperately coming up with any excuse that came to their minds. One of them accidentally slips out the truth. A “we told her we’d make a mess of that pretty face if she kept turning us down” and the group falls completely silent.

“I-it’s okay!” You stammer, hands come to tug at his the back of your boyfriend’s jacket.

Unfortunately for them, your words fall on deaf ears. He lets go of the one he’s holding by the face, not sparing him a second glance as he drops to the floor with a loud thud.

“Okay, i think i get it now,” Endo says through a genuine laugh, and it sends a shiver down your spine. He’s not facing you, but you think you can picture the expression on his face pretty well. “E-Endo-”

“Fifteen.” He speaks slowly. “I’ll meet you in front of that corner store in fifteen, pretty thing.”

CHIKA TAKIISHI.

Oh— so that’s why you’re late today.

Takiishi watches from a distance as you jut your thumb towards your phone screen, your usual chirpy voice laced with anger now as you repeat yourself with a frustrated huff. “I said have a boyfriend.. see? His contact is right here. Can you leave me alone now?”

“And I said I didn’t give a fuck about your little boyfriend.” The man laughs loudly when your lips wrinkle in disgust. “I prefer the ones with an attitude.”

“What do you think he’s gonna do if he finds out, huh?” He reaches out to get a feel of your hair. “Think he can touch me?”

“Takiishi’s gonna knock your lights out cold,” you spit, slapping his hand away when it comes too close to your face. That seemed to be enough to set him off, his eyebrow twitching in anger as he takes a step towards you, looming over your figure with quick breaths.

“Don’t piss me off— I was nice when I said you’d have a good time if you came with me.”

“I’d rather eat shit-” you seethe, angry expression contorting when he grabs firmly around your wrist— “That hurts!” It makes you wince, your phone hitting the concrete with a thud.

“What do you think you’re doing?” The coldness of his voice sends a shiver down your spine.

“Ah- Takiishi—”

The man jerks his head around at the name, hand still gripping your wrist as he sizes him up. His first thought is that he’s alright. He notices the muscle definition right away, but he doesn’t look particularly heavy. There is, however, a sudden coldness in the air that he can’t quite grasp, and you look awfully relieved now that he’s here.

“So you’re the boyfriend she’s been talking about?” He says with a laugh. “You gonna let her come with me?”

“Move. Don’t waste our time.”

“Huh? Who the fuck do you think you’re talking t—”

“I said move.”

Your mind can hardly comprehend the speed, mind just barely able to register the second Takiishi’s foot connects with the man's chest, sending him crashing to the ground beside you in an instant.

He’s beside you the next second, fingers coming to fix the stray pieces of hair beside your eyes. “Did he hurt you?”

“N-no! I’m okay.”

He’s monotone, as usual, but the hint of concern makes your heart flutter anyways. He lets you latch yourself onto his bicep, lets you tighten your grip around his arm as you fume about the audacity that guy had, and most importantly, he makes sure you call him every time you’re about to leave your home alone.

TAIGA TSUGEURA. someone touches around your lower back

“My bench has blown up since i switched to bulldog grip,” Tsugeura rambles, “and my squat too. The ‘tripod foot’ cue really helps with even foot pressure.”

You nod along, always interested when he tells you about things he loves, but your attention shifts when you feel a hand press against your lower back. It’s not Taiga’s touch. It’s too unfamiliar. Too invasive. Your eyes fill with panic when you feel the hand start to roam downwards, and you can barely stammer out Tsugeura’s name, voice trembling too much for him to hear.

“I should also get new knee sleeves eventually.” He continues, and you curse his obliviousness. “The cue helps, but I would get way more bounce if I had a pair of Inzers instead of the flimsy ones I’m using now.”

“I always get stuck at the bottom of my squat, so they would help. But i know pause squats help with that, so I could also implement those—”

Your grip tightens on Tsugeura’s shirt, knuckles turning white as you try your hardest to convey your situation. He pauses mid-sentence, finally picking up on the expression you’re giving him.

“Whoa— you okay?” His voice is filled with concern when he peers down at you.

His gaze trails down, and that’s when he notices it.

You gasp at the speed of it all. In an instant, the man is slammed into the wall behind you, loud thud echoing throughout the entire train. “No way.” His voice is loud, and you hear the bystanders gasping and whispering, their attention shifting to the scene.

“That’s messed up, man.” Tsugeura’s voice comes out low, a serious glare on his face that you’ve never seen on him. The vice grip he has around the man’s wrist tightens, enough to have him yelping in pain and stammer out an apology.

“Turn yourself in at the next stop, yeah?”

CHOJI TOMIYAMA.

“Tell me— who was that?” Choji asks, latching himself around your middle to wrap you in a tight embrace, and you glance at the unconscious man sprawled on the ground beside you.

“You knocked him out cold without knowing anything?” You ask incredulously, arms coming to return his embrace regardless, and your lips curl into a small smile when he melts into your touch.

“Mhm. He was bothering you, right?” His voice comes out cheerful, but there’s a small trace of worry in his eyes when he meets your gaze.

He hates to admit it, but his body had completely moved on his own. It’s a bad habit he’s developed since meeting you, because he finds himself worrying about you— desperately wanting to put his strength to use and protect you from everything he saw as ‘bad.’ It was only after he had jump kicked the man grabbing at your arm that he had considered the slim possibility that maybe he wasn’t bothering you in the first place.

“He was.”

He lets out an exhale he didn’t know he was holding. “Then….it was okay that I kicked him in the face, right?”

He relaxes a bit more when you nod, his usual smile returning to his lips. “Thank you for saving me, Choji.”your voice comes out soft and soothing, and he feels his heart skip a beat at the praise.

AKIHIKO NIREI.

“Ah— where are we going?!” You yelp as you stumble forward, barely able to keep up as Nirei pulls you by the wrist.

The two of you were at the mall, shopping for new summer clothes when he had suddenly called you to him by name— dragging you and your bags along with him in an instant. Before you could even realize what had happened, you’re in an elevator, watching in disbelief as he fumbles to frantically click the ‘close’ button, the doors finally sliding shut after the tenth click.

“You’re safe.” He sighs. “That’s a relief.”

“You scared the shit outta me.” you fold your arms across your chest and give him a glare. “What was that for?”

“Sorry,” Nirei chuckles lightly. “There was a guy who kept looking at you. He’s bad news.”

“How can you tell?”

You feel more at ease when his fingers come to interlace with yours again, and you feel him squeeze. “I guess um…” his other hand scratches the back of his head. “I have this sort of danger sense whenever it comes to you.”

“Something like that.”