#BUT YES... he worries about n cares for Akira a lot!!!!
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ahogedetective · 2 days ago
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"O-Okay...." Oh how relieved he was that Akira wasn't mad at him for grabbing his hand like that. Even if he did manage to fluster him, too.. an expression Shuichi is not sure he's actually seen from him, before.
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Under better context, seeing a blush on his face like that again... would be nice... ("Ahhh what am I even thinking?!") Before he makes his own self even more flustered, he stuffs that thought, giving a more relaxed smile when he allows him to finish the job.
"Thank you..! I like helping you, so I'm glad you don't mind. Yes, good.... do that and your hand will feel much better in no time; and I'm sureca band-aid should do just the trick, yes...." He just gives a small chuckle when he says the water feels nice, not finding that weird at all. "I'm glad it's helping..."
With that, as Akira tends to his hand, Shuichi heads over to the pot and opens the lid, giving the meat and veggies a gentle stir. It was about time to start adding the curry blocks. So he does just that, breaking the needed amount into the pot and begins stirring some more to slowly start incorporating it. The more he cooked curry together with Akira, the more of of a natural he was at it. At this point, he could probably make the entire recipe by himself, he jokingly thinks to himself.
"R-right..." Goodness, he has gone as red as the tomatoes he used in curry. His embarrassment over holding his hand for so long was obvious, and Akira found it cute, deep down, yet he said nothing. Not wanting to make it even worse for him.
"No no, it's okay. Please don't worry about it. It's fine!" He reassured him upon hearing him stammer and placed his hand under the tap's running water after turning the handle. He visibly cringed a little, however, it helped with the burning sensation, like he said.
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Then another chuckle left his lips at his offer, looking over at him. "Sure, I'd like that if you're so eager to help. Don't worry, I'll take care of my hand here. Maybe a band-aid will do... I'll get it later. The water feels nice..." Just a few more seconds of pain relief will do just fine.
He hoped that wasn't a weird thing to say.
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"Why so you hate me??"
Bakugou Katsuki x reader
Part 2 | part 1
Taglist: @stfuuneversawmehere @lovra974 @kiri1012
a/n: have fun!! :>
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"Fuck!" Katsuki yelled after losing another game to his best friend Ejirou Kirishima.
"Chill Bakubro, it's just a game!" Ejirou, a little worried for his friend, said.
They were in the arcade for over 2 hours now. After the incident Katsuki wanted to talk about what happened and ask demand help from his friend (not that he needs it tho...)
it didn't go exactly according to plan, because right after they arrived Katsuki run to some random game and avoided the conversation.
Ejirou knew he had to mention the elephant in the room, so he did it as subtly as he could. Directly.
"So...."
"...so?" Katsuki answered still playing the game.
"What about y/n?" He asked but was met with silence. He didn't push it, he knew Katsuki's gonna answer when he found strength to talk about it. He knew his friend.
After a few more rounds Katsuki decided its time for pause....and talk.
"I—" he started.
"..yeah?" Ejirou knew Katsuki couldn't deal with emotions easily and he was patient about it.
"I think I like her..." Katsuki said look at the floor not daring to look at his friend thinking he'll disappear if they made eye contact.
"That's...cool"
"Cool?"
"Yeah"
Now, this conversation seemed like little but it actually meant a lot. Ejirou learned to find words that can describe Katsuki's emotions with not using many of them. And he knew Katsuki was kind of asking for "approval". It can't be explained easily but they had this relationships that only they understood.
Katsuki now felt much calmer. He just needed one more thing. To ask for advice, which wasn't easy at all (to him).
"Hey, uh, I wanted uhm—"
But Ejirou cut him off.
"I can call her and instead of me you'll be there. I'll be around to make sure you don't chicken out but not too close to hear the conversation. Is that alright?"
Damn. He loved his friend even tho he would never admit it.
After few moments of silence Katsuki mumbled a quiet "thanks" and Ejirou just smiled to him, genuinely, because he knew this meant a lot to his friend.
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Y/n was going home angry as red pepper. Her friend was following close behind.
"Hey! Y/n you can't just run off like that!" Akira, her friend, called after her.
She stopped immediately and turned around making Akira bump into her.
"Yes I can. And I just did. I don't care anymore." Y/n huffed angrily.
"But—" Akira started but was cut off.
"No buts Akira. I tried. I really did, but...."
"Cmon honey, you know you—" she started, but again was cut off.
"Don't. Say that. Just....just don't"
"But it's true and you know it...." Akira said sadly.
"I know..." y/n said.
They stood in silence for a few minutes before Akira comforted her with a hug and she accepted it gladly.
"Let's go home hun" Akira said and y/n just nodded.
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to be continued......
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tala-bez-i · 8 months ago
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At first sight Chapter Eight
(m!reader x Bonten!Haruchiyo Sanzu)
Fluff/slash/reader is male/cursing/BontenTimeline/drugs and alcohol mentioned/violence/blood/death
All characters that appeared in the Tokyo Revengers manga and anime belong to Ken Wakui.
Words: 3461
(Author's note: This is the third chapter this week… but due to the long weekend, I decided to write as many chapters as I can to be ready for publication during the new week. The next chapter will appear on Wednesday. Thank you for the likes and reblogs so far. They mean a lot to me 😚 )
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You opened the door to Kakucho's office more violently than you intended and rushed inside, holding the folder you were supposed to bring in your hand. “Sorry... I met Sanzu on the way....” 
“It's okay, Y/n. I'm glad you brought Fuku with you. It was the right decision.” Kakucho said calmly and pointed to a pot of fresh tea that must have been brought by one of the girls in the hideout. “A cup of tea?” 
“Yes, please.” Before you closed the door, you made sure no one was in the hall. You turned to the surprised men and cleared your throat. “Yata will have to stay.” 
“But I can't. Akira…” 
“Akira knows I took you somewhere.” You interrupted the young man, walked over to the desk and handed the folder over to its original owner. 
“Oh shit… How does the boss know?” His face paled and his eyes widened. 
“Sanzu told me.” 
“And how did Sanzu know?” Kakucho became interested, putting aside the report he had just picked up. 
“Akira recognized me and called Sanzu to complain to him that I took one of his men because…” You shot Miyata a quick glance. “Not a word to anyone, do you understand?” 
“I-I understand, but... What is it?” The boy looked confused, and his eyes moved from you to Kakucho and back again. 
“Akira thinks I took you to have fun with you.” You said, sitting down on the empty chair. 
"To have fun with me? But how do you, boss, could have fun with me?” 
Kakucho became slightly confused at your words before turning his head, a small smile appearing on his face. You watched him, lips pursed. You simply couldn't believe how a person who was around whores every day and worked directly for a pimp could not know what kind of fun he was talking about. After all, he asked if you came there because you wanted a prostitute. 
You looked at him. “Are you serious now, Yata?” 
The boy blinked several times and suddenly his face turned red. “The boss doesn't seem to mean…” His voice wasn't clear, but he seemed to be starting to realize what his employer had accused you of. “Boss! But, oh no!” 
“Akira suggested it, not me. Sorry, kid, but it looks like your boss thinks you like to fuck for money..." You shrugged and Kakucho let out a laugh that he couldn't hold back anymore. “I don't care, because it doesn't make much difference to me whether my sexual partner has a cunt or a dick... But you, Yata, I think you're already burned.” 
“Boss, you can't do that! Boss Kakucho, please say something in my defense!” The young man's voice was shaking with emotion, and the first tears appeared in his eyes. “I'm not like that!” 
Kakucho shook his head and took a few deep breaths to calm down. His cheeks were slightly flushed, which showed that despite the ridicule of the situation and so many years of using the services of prostitutes, the topic of sex is an area that he considers something serious. 
“Don't worry, Yata.” He said, still amused. “Y/n won't get your ass.” 
“Boss promises? Boss L/n?” The boy looked at you worried. 
“You're pretty, Miyata, but not my type.” You assured him and reached for the cup of tea prepared for you. "Don't worry. I will pay triple for your service, just like Sanzu told Akira...” You looked at Kakucho with a serious face. “Which, on the one hand, will give us an alibi…” You moved your gaze to the hot drink that smelled tempting. “But then Akira will expect the same from you as from the girls…” 
“I will absolutely give him back to Akira.” Number three spoke. “I'll arrange it so that Akira gets more money for Miyata, but we will put the boy to work for Shion.” 
“Huh? Um, Boss Kakucho? Boss L/n?” The boy looked even more confused. 
You nodded, ignoring Fuku squirming in his chair. “It's a thought, but why Madarame?” 
“He wants a few girls in the club, so he's looking for someone to watch over them.” He glanced at the black-haired boy. “Not in the form of a bodyguard, of course. Yata has almost no muscles, but as a companion. Akira’s bitches praise him.” 
“Do you want to make him a mascot?” You asked, taking a small sip of your tea. It was delicious as usual. 
“Yata is already a mascot.” Kakucho looked at the flustered one. "What do you think? You tell us everything you know and we will get you a quiet job with Madarame.” 
“Boss Kakucho, Boss L/n! This is the most wonderful thing that happened to me! Yes! Everything except working for Akira..." The young man said quickly, his eyes sparkling with joy. 
“So, you will commit treason to improve your living conditions?” You laughed softly and Yata held his breath. 
“Don't scare him, Y/n. This is not betrayal. This is the right decision, Miyata.” Kakucho calmed him down and returned to the reports he had on his desk. “Let's start over, shall we? At lunchtime, Mochi will provide us with his folder and we can all compare our observations together. From what I know, he has tracked down two other pimps who are in cahoots with Kudora.” 
You shrugged and used small tongs to hand Yata the cookie. “Welcome aboard, kid.” 
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You listened to what the black-haired youth had to say and felt an increasing dislike for Hachirou Kuroda. It seemed that Kitty was the only one who died because of the knowledge she had about her pimp's shady dealings. The rest of the girls - you still didn't know how many there really were - died because their clients indulged in way too much and it resulted in the poor women being no longer good for anything. 
You understood that everyone had different sexual preferences, but burning and cutting the skin in various places on the body was too much. It was no longer sex, but the most ordinary torture in the world, which Akira should never have allowed. 
Yata confessed that the pimp saw each of the girls who returned to him in a sorry state and instead of immediately reporting the problem with the customers, he preferred to take larger sums of money from them and kill the girls or simply ordered his men to do it. 
The boy again admitted to disposing of the bodies of the three dead girls. He described their injuries because Akira was taking clothes and jewelry that belonged to prostitutes. He ordered them to be taken to the forests and before they were covered with earth, they had to be poured with various flammable substances and set on fire. The same substances could never have been used, otherwise if the police discovered the remains, they could easily link them. 
Usually, you weren't moved by such confessions, because you yourself had desecrated corpses many times, but... One description was too extreme for you. Even Mochi had to reach for the whiskey, and you've never seen such murderous intent in Kakucho's eyes. 
Yes, none of you were saints. You have done many bad things, even very bad things. Hanma once took a debtor's daughter and gave her to a brothel so that she could work off her father's debt but had good living conditions. You also knew about families murdered on order, including children, but... Forcing a pregnant girl into prostitution because you found a client who wished so... And then allowing a situation in which the girl was hanging by her hands from the ceiling for several days, only to end up in a dug hole in the forest... 
You wanted to skin Akira and rub salt into his wounds. You were sure Sanzu would happily join in. 
“Son of a bitch… Just a son of a bitch.” Mochi growled after your second glass of liquor, and you wished you had drunk the alcohol yourself. “I thought the two I found were fuckers, but no. L/n must have found a better one.” 
“Kakucho came across him.” You corrected your friend, but he waved it off. “Do we need evidence or will the testimony of Yata and the whores be enough?” 
“Who is Akira's clientele?” Kakucho asked, frowning. 
“Various guys and probably even two women... But all in all, they all had a lot of money.” The young man replied and Kakucho cursed fiercely. 
“So it's a serious matter. We cannot afford to lose such funding sources.” 
"So? What we do?" You asked quietly, looking towards the window where dark, rainy clouds were gathering. “Do we investigate the remaining pimps more thoroughly or report what we already have to Kisaki and Hanma?” 
“I want Mikey to know everything first.” Kakucho said after a while. “He may not be interested in Sato, but I don't think he'd ignore such shenanigans.” 
“Let's check the ones I mentioned and then we'll turn over the combined files to Mikey.” Mochi lit a cigarette. He inhaled deeply and exhaled, looking around for an ashtray. “I don't give a damn whether he's interested in these whores or not. He can't let these bastards do this. If the police find out about it, everyone will pay for it. The whole business will go to hell.” 
“Mochi is right.” You spread your hands and crossed your legs. “Our beloved leader must express his opinion on this matter.” 
“Okay, we'll do that. I'll have to mention this to Sanzu too. Still, he's number two." Kakucho nodded and started organizing his reports. “That everything had to get so fucked up. Kuroda was one of the most trusted pimps.” 
You looked out of the corner of your eye at Yata, who was sitting in silence, eating cookies that were lying on a tray with cold, forgotten by everyone tea in a pot. 
“Eat normally.” You said quietly and the boy looked down at his pants, which were covered in cookie crumbs. 
“Sorry, boss…” He said and started collecting crumbs on a plate. 
Madarame will wipe the floor with him. - You thought and your mood improved slightly. 
“Yata, do you know who is the best person to talk to from Nagasawa and Nagano?” Mochi suddenly asked, turning towards the boy. “They have someone like you?” 
“Huh? Someone like me?” He thought for a moment and involuntarily dropped the crumbs he had managed to pick up from his pants onto the carpet. "Let me think... I know Nagasawa had a girlfriend whom he didn't allow to have sex with his clients... But he didn't hide his business from her... And Nagano... Nagano..." He scratched his head and shrugged... “Sorry, Boss Mochi, but Nagano has a man everyone calls Yuu, but I have no idea who he is. I've never seen the guy in person." 
“Okay, what about this girl?” 
Yata smiled brightly, his tone strangely soft. “Junko Yoshioka.” 
You raised one eyebrow and started looking at the boy. “You, kid. Are you sure he didn't let her shag his clients?” 
“I wasn't a customer.” He replied to you with a wide smile and froze, his expression immediately dropping and his face turning red. “Sorry, boss…” 
“I have no further questions, thank you.” You clicked your tongue, reaching for the last cookie on the plate and popping the whole one into your mouth, biting it thoughtfully. 
There was silence in the room for a moment, everyone was busy thinking about what steps to take in this matter. Thanks to Kakucho and Mochi... and Yata, you almost solved the whole case of the prostitute murders. But you had a strange feeling that... 
“I'll take care of Yoshioka and let L/n find this Yuu guy.” Mochi said and Kakucho nodded, completely agreeing with him. 
That's right, you knew it would be like this. Find a guy that neither of you have seen in person and don't know the real personal details. 
“Thank you, Mochi.” You muttered softly, looking away from the man. 
“Something wrong?” The other asked, looking at you from the corner of his eye. 
"No no. Of course not." You denied, then an idea popped into your head and you looked at him. “Maybe the rest know something more about this Yuu?” 
“Like who?” 
“Haitanis? Ran likes to use the services of girls and does it more often than Rindou.” You suggested, playing with your tie. “Maybe even Sanzu heard something…” 
“Aren't you the one who gets him whores?” Mochi asked as he poured himself another glass of whiskey. 
You pursed your lips, staring at Kakucho's desk. “Yes, I usually get him girls. But Sanzu is a big boy, and I don't live with him, so when he feels like it, he calls for services himself.” 
“I'm just asking.” Mochi shrugged. “You can try, but I don't know what time they will return from their trip. That damn Sato is pretty bummed out somewhere.” 
“Maybe Takeomi will know something. He used to sleep with girls from Nagano.” He mentioned Kakucho and looked at the folder you had brought earlier. “I'll give it back to you so that if anything happens, Kisaki won't bother you.” 
You nodded, took the paper folder from him and stood up from the chair. “I think we can call it a day. Each of us has a task, so... Let's do what needs to be done and get this over with." 
"Right." Mochi drained his glass and after saying goodbye to all of you, he left the room. 
“Come on, Miyata.” Kakucho said as he stood up from behind his desk. “I will take you to your new room and give the girls some instructions regarding your hospitality.” 
The young man quickly got up from his chair and you both followed Kakucho into the corridor. “Good luck, Y/n.” He smiled slightly at you and walked away down the hall towards the guest rooms. 
“See you later, Boss L/n!” Yata waved at you and quickly followed the retreating man. 
“Fuck…” You cursed as you headed back to your bedroom. “How will I find this guy?” 
You turned the key in your door, went inside and walked to the desk, onto which you lightly threw the folder with the completed reports. You took off your jacket, untied your tie and unbuttoned the top two buttons of your shirt. 
You looked at your watch and it took you a moment to realize that you hadn't heard from Sanzu for eight hours. Nothing special, but you only had such a long break in contact when each of you was sleeping in your own beds... Still, you didn't feel anxious. He wasn't completely alone after all, and you were able to get some rest. 
You lit a cigarette and walked to the window. You looked up at the sky and were relieved to see that the clouds had not thickened. Maybe it won't rain after all. 
You liked the rain, but you didn't like hearing the complaints of a soaked Sanzu. You laughed quietly, after all, there was no certainty that you would see each other again today. Maybe neither of you will have the time or even the strength for it... 
You took a long drag on your cigarette and flicked the ash into the ashtray. You had at least four people you could try asking about that damn Yuu, and you hoped that one of them knew something about this guy. At least one piece of information... Maybe it will be easier to find him. 
Sure, you could always stalk Nagano, but you wouldn't know which of his assholes was Yuu. 
Out of the corner of your eye, you saw movement on the garden path and looked in that direction, seeing a petite woman accompanied by a tall man with dark hair slicked back. 
“Look at this.” You smiled to yourself as you watched Rosie and Takeomi. From a distance, you could see that they were having a calm conversation and clearly enjoying each other's company. Then the thought popped into your head that maybe Rosie knew Yuu or one of the girls who were currently in the hideout. Rosie was like a brothel mom to them here. "It is worth a try." 
You stubbed out your cigarette and barely made it back inside when someone knocked on your door. You stopped dead in the middle of your bedroom. "Who's there?" 
“It's me, Miki... Yata-chan would like to talk to you again.” One of the prostitutes answered you and you went to the door to open it. 
Yata-chan? 
You looked surprised at the slim girl who was pulling the hand of Miyata, who was hiding behind the door frame. “He's a bit shy, isn't he?” 
"A bit." You looked at the boy who kept looking over his shoulder down the hall. “Come in. Thanks, Miki. Come back for him in half an hour.” 
The girl smiled even wider at you and, pushing the boy into your bedroom, she began to walk away almost with a dance step - just like usual. 
You closed the door and looked at Yata, frowning. "What's up?" 
"I'm sorry, boss, when we were walking here, I thought I saw Hanma... I don't want to run into him..." The black-haired man said quietly and rubbed his arm nervously. 
"I see. What else did you want to talk about?” 
“In Boss Kakucho's office, Boss Mochi mentioned Sato's name…” He swallowed and squeezed his forearm. “I shouldn't eavesdrop... But... Maybe it's about Mr. Sato from Hot Cherry?” 
You winced at the mention of the old nightclub name, but confirmed. “How do you know about him? Have you been to this club?” 
“I was there once with Akira... He sold one of the girls to him.” He shrugged and then added more quietly. “I don't like that bitch... Mina would sell her own mother if she had the chance.” 
You raised an eyebrow at the mention of the girl and decided not to tell the boy what happened to her. So, Sato and Akira were... or still are, in business together. You will need to pass this information on to Haitanis and Sanzu. 
“I have some information for you, Yata.” The boy looked at you interested. “You will be at this club more often. It is already ours and has been handed over to Madarame, with whom you will work.” 
"Seriously?! Oh, Boss L/n!” Miyata's hands shot towards you, but he pulled them back at the last moment. "It's wonderful! The club was nice, but the name and owner sucked.” 
You walked over to the desk and reached for a pack of cigarettes. You still had a few minutes before Miki would come back for the boy. "You smoke?" 
“No, boss. Smoking harms your health." 
“Fucking prostitutes doesn't guarantee health either.” 
“I'm using protection…” The man muttered, blushing slightly. 
You looked at him and shook your head, sighing slightly. “Where did you come from, Miyata, huh?” 
The other shrugged, turning even redder. “I know I'm a shitty gangster... But I grew up in a poor neighborhood and I don't know anything else.” 
“Can you fight?” 
"I can." Yata smiled and lifted his shirt slightly, showing you his slightly muscled stomach, with two long scars on it. “I even got stabbed twice.” 
You nodded in approval, thinking that maybe Fuku Miyata wasn't so bad after all. Everyone cries sometimes, but... He wasn't crying for no reason, he was just afraid for his life, and you didn't necessarily assure him that he was in no danger. 
He lowered his shirt and looked slightly confused again. Suddenly he bowed deeply and said in a serious tone. “Thank you, Boss L/n. For taking me away from Akira and giving me a second chance.” 
You looked at him slightly surprised and shook your head, a soft smile appearing on your lips. “The decision wasn't just mine. You don't seem bad, and you made the right decision. You deserve another chance.” 
There was a soft knock on the door and the boy straightened up. “I guess that's my guard.” He joked and Miki opened the door. A smile appeared on her lips again. 
"You can go." You patted the young man on the shoulder and the girl grabbed his wrist, pulling him into the hallway. 
“Come, come, Yata-chan. Let Mr. L/n work.” She laughed and you were left alone. 
You closed the door behind them and returned to your small desk, where you sat down. You leaned back in your chair and looked at the ceiling. I wonder if Sanzu knows about Sato and Akira's connection. 
You heard single, gentle knocks on the glass and looked out the window. It looked like Sanzu was going to get a little wet after all. 
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anonymousewrites · 1 year ago
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There's a Will; There's a Way (Book 4) Chapter Twelve
Dazai Osamu x Fem! Reader
Chapter Twelve: Revelations
Summary: (Y/N) discovers Sigma's information, and she, Ranpo, Atsushi, and Akira go to meet an old friend of Fukuzawa's.
            “I know where the Page is,” said (Y/N).
            The others widened their eyes.
            “How did you…?” asked Ango.
            (Y/N) looked down at her hand. “Sigma told me…when I tried to save him, when I held his hand. It was probably his gift.”
            “Could it be a trick?” Akira raised an eyebrow.
            “No.” (Y/N) should her head. “When it happened…the look in Sigma’s eyes…he’s not lying.”
            “Why would he tell the enemy?” questioned Ango.
            “I don’t know.” (Y/N) shrugged. It could be because Dostoevsky betrayed him, or… She could picture his defeated face. He’s broken and lost. He has no idea who he is. Maybe…he’s learning right from wrong. It’s a small hope since he works with terrorists, but…there’s a tiny bit of good in him. “I just know he isn’t lying. Not with where the Page is.”
            “Where is it?” asked Atsushi.
            “The least likely place that anyone would hide it, but at the same time, the best way to protect it,” she said. “The Page is with the Decay of the Angels’ boss.  It's with ‘Kamui.’ ”
            “Kamui?” asked Akira.
            “It’s some sort of codename. I don’t know their real name or background, but I do know they have a powerful ability and they’re the mastermind behind the Decay of the Angels,” said (Y/N).
            “Kamui…” said Kyouka. “If we defeat them, the incident would end?”
            “Yes.” (Y/N) looked at her friends with serious eyes. “Let’s defeat them, together.”
            “Hell yeah,” said Akira.
            “Then…that important Kamui person, where are they now?” asked Lucy.
            (Y/N) furrowed her brow. “I got a lot of information from Sigma. Some of it is still…blurry, out of reach. The only thing that comes to mind is the picture of a gasmask.”
            “If we can find some sort of stimulus, it’s possible you could recover more,” said Akira.
            Ango nodded. “Some sort of sting or strike would work best.”
            “Touch her and you’re dead,” said Akira, glaring and extending her claws while Kyouka nodded in agreement.
            “Well, then, how about the following?” offered Ango. “I’ll read into (Y/N)’s ability with mine. Moreover, if it causes me a sense of pain and the memories are put in order—.”
            “I’ll throw you into the wall afterwards!” chirped Akira, clapping her hands.
            (Y/N) was about to admonish her when bloodlust struck her heart. It was an overpoweringly cruel and evil emotion. Pure shadows gripped her heart like a parasite. Her own fear was swarmed by killing intent. Someone was planning murder.
            “(Y/N)?” Akira frowned and knelt next to her friend. She could see the disturbed look on her face and was concerned.
            (Y/N) stood up abruptly. “We need to leave right away.” She nearly collapsed as bloodlust flooded her again but steadied herself.
            “Are you alright?” asked Atsushi.
            “I know where Kamui is,” said (Y/N). “They’re in the middle of an assassination plot.” Her eyes hardened. “Their target is the Armed Detective Agency! They’re taking us out one-by-one!”
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            “The number you’re thinking of must be…381,882, right?” said Dazai.
            “Correct, and your number…is it 790,115?” said Fyodor.
            Dazai huffed and leaned back. “Aaah, this is no good! The number-guessing game is too easy! Ah, right. Next we could play poker from memory or—.”
            “Is it alright?” asked Fyodor, smirking.
            “What is?”
            “Nothing. I’m just worried about the Detective Agency.” He smiled with faux care. “The Agency is as beautiful as the evening sunlight. And that evening light burns out in a moment’s flicker. Now that they failed in the aerial casino…they’re also as the fallen sun.” His eyes flashed. “Do you have time to be guessing numbers?”
            Dazai blinked. “I do.” The words were stated as if obvious.
            “Oh?”
            “Well, yes. (Y/N) is out there. The sun isn’t setting on the Agency.” Dazai smiled. “She’s my light. With her, the Agency will never fall to darkness.”
            “My~.” Fyodor smirked, but a slight distaste at the reminder of (Y/N)’s being Dazai’s love left a sour look in his eyes. “It always goes back to my angel.”
            “What can I say? She’s seems my brightest hope for a better future. For the world’s better future,” said Dazai.
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            (Y/N) was overcome with emotion. The Agency now stood in Anne’s Room all together. Katai, Ranpo, Yosano, and Kunikida were free. They were back with the Agency. Ranpo had managed to bring them all together again and contact Ango before Kamui killed them. With (Y/N)’s information and the detectives reunited, hope’s flame grew brighter.
            “You’re alive!” Tears welled in Atsushi’s eyes. He launched himself and Kunikida and hugged him.
            “Akiko!” Akira grinned in relief.
            “Akira!” Yosano hugged her dear friend. She turned to (Y/N) next and embraced her. “(Y/N)!”
            “Yosano! You all made it! We were so worried!” said (Y/N).
            “I wasn’t that worried, I know you’re a badass,” said Akira, shrugging.
            Yosano rolled her eyes playfully. She knew Akira had been concerned.
            “K-Kunikida!” cried Atsushi.
            The others looked over and gasped. Where his hands should be, there were two bandaged stumps.
            “Your hands…” breathed (Y/N).
            “I’m sorry, I, uhm, didn’t know,” said Atsushi.
            “Don’t worry,” said Kunikida. “Dr. Yosano is here.”
            Yosano grinned. Her ability would heal Kunikida.
            “This is what it’s like when the Agency is all together,” said Ranpo.
            “Right. Even if we’ve no spirit, we have (Y/N). Even if we’re wounded, we have Dr. Yosano. Even if we’re taken by the enemy, we have Ranpo,” said Kunikida. “Between the six of us together, there’s nothing we can’t do. The Detective Agency, as organization, draws that strength out of us.”
            “That’s right. The enemy new that, that’s why they had to cause an incident to get us divided no matter what,” said Ranpo.
            “But we won’t move like they expect us to anymore, right?” asked Atsushi hopefully.
            “Although it’s not flawless yet…” Ranpo looked around. “Kunikida, you go search for Kenji and Tanizaki. With that, the Detective Agency will finally be together.”
            Those who can be found…(Y/N) knew that finding Dazai was impossible at this point in time. Not with Dostoevsky and the rest of the world against them.
            “Understood,” said Kunikida.
            “What will you do in the meantime?” asked (Y/N).
            “Me? Isn’t it obvious?” Ranpo grinned. “I’ll have the most interesting part of the job. I’ve waited long enough to contact ‘him.’ ”
            “ ‘Him?’ ” questioned Akira.
            “Fukuchi. The president’s old friend, the leader of the Hunting Dog’s,” said Ranpo. At the others’ alarm, he continued, “The boss was interrogated by him. He believes we are innocent. He is influential and out best bet to gaining allies to clear our name.”
            (Y/N) frowned. Maybe the Page can’t work on everyone…After all, it didn’t work on Akira. She is a criminal, though…but I trust in Ranpo. He knows best and will adapt if needed. And it could be that something in Fukuchi’s past lets him be free of that particular passage on the Page. We have no idea how it works.
            “Where is he now?” asked Akira.
            “He is going to speak in front of a gathering of world officials,” said Ranpo. “We’ll speak to him after.”
            “Sneaking onto a military encampment? Daring, I like it,” said Akira.
            “We have a chance!” said Atsushi in relief.
            It certainly seems that way, thought (Y/N), but she had a sinking feeling in her stomach.
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            Atsushi, (Y/N), and Akira waited anxiously for Ranpo to arrive. He had gone inside one of the large tents to speak to Fukuchi first. The other three had donned military uniforms over their outfits. They were standing on the large passenger ship and pretending to be workers.
            “Do you really think this is going to work?” murmured Akira to (Y/N).
            “If Ranpo thinks it will, then it has some merit,” said (Y/N).
       ��    Akira shrugged. “Hopefully that ‘merit’ isn’t just bringing us closer to the enemy and giving us a ‘chance’ to beat them.”
            (Y/N) frowned. She has a point, unfortunately…
            “Ranpo’s here!” called Atsushi. “And someone’s with him!”
            “So the negotiation went well,” said (Y/N) with her earpiece.
            “Of course,” said Ranpo. “What about the smuggling preparations?”
            “As you ordered them,” said Atsushi. “There’s no surveillance in the city. The special Boswellian passenger ship for distinguished visitors, we can infiltrate it.”
            Fukuchi jumped onto the ship, displaying his incredibly athletic prowess. “There are far too many guards in the rooms where each country’s ambassador stays. From the Yokohama Sea to the arrival point, it’s twenty-five minutes. We’ll hide out here.” He looked around at Akira, Atsushi, and (Y/N) seriously.
            (Y/N) held back a look of confusion. Did he…No, I imagined it.
            “Y-Yes, sir,” said Atsushi, taking off his military uniform with the others.
            Akira didn’t like being ordered around, but since (Y/N) needed him on the Agency’s side, she would behave. Well…she’d at least try.
            “Do not get caught by the patrols while it’s moving. Look out for the sound of footsteps,” said Fukuchi.
            “Yes, sir,” said Atsushi.
            (Y/N) nodded.
            “Eeeeh?” Ranpo had climbed his way up. “Is someone who’s called a hero gonna get arrested just for waking around? What an uncool middle-ager!”
            (Y/N) sweat-dropped, Atsushi panicked, and Akira snickered.
            “This has nothing to do with being a hero,” said Fukuchi. “The onboard guards are security details. Therefore, their duty is not to the ship’s protection, but to their own countries. If they spot criminals, they’ll shoot without question.” He blinked. “Also, don’t call me middle-ager.”
            “But you’re a middle-ager,” said Ranpo.
            “I still have my youth! My body is still strong.”
            “Ehhh? On what side?”
            “My behind and such…”
            Akira was trying her best to avoid laughing while (Y/N) sighed and sweat-dropped.
            “H-Hang on, Ranpo!” said Atsushi.
            “What?” asked Ranpo.
            “This is a valuable alliance! Mind your language a little more…” said Atsushi.
            Fukuchi chuckled. “I don’t mind, I don’t mind! This kid, you know, he’s just jealous. This kid’s known Fukuzawa for thirteen years now, and yet that’s not even half of my time with Fukuzawa. Whether your time with him is fourteen or fifteen years, it’s absurd to think you’ll surpass me on that, isn’t it?”
            “Huuh? I’d forgotten that,” huffed Ranpo.
            Fukuchi guffawed. “With the power of your memory, isn’t it impossible you’d ‘forget,’ kid?!”
            “Either way, don’t call me kid!” said Ranpo while Fukuchi laughed.
            So this is the leader of the Hunting Dogs…? (Y/N) deadpanned as the group began traversing the ship in order to avoid possible patrols.
            “So, then, the mastermind behind everything, ‘Kamui,’ who could they be?” asked Atsushi.
            “Don’t rush,” said Ranpo. “First, join forces with the Hunting Dogs, then identify Kamui based on the military police’s classified data. Those were the president’s orders. Unlike a murder case, this time it’s not solved by knowing who the culprit is. We have to be discreet.”
            “Alright…,” said (Y/N). But we need to find out as soon as possible. We have less than ten days until they write on the back of the Page.
            “Do we even need that classified info?” asked Akira. She gestured to Ranpo. “Aren’t you super smart or some shit?”
            “Yeah!” said Atsushi. “Ranpo, you could still figure it out!”
            He grinned and pulled out his glasses. “Could it be you want to see these?”
            “Er, well,” stammered Atsushi.
            “No, of course that’s no good. How childish you are,” said Ranpo. “Although…if you really, really wanted to bend the order of my work, I’m not saying there’s no way.”
            “Is he asking for a bribe?” whispered Akira.
            “Not exactly,” responded (Y/N).
            “Yes! This is it!” Atsushi pulled out a soda bottle.
            “Have you been walking around with that?!” asked Akira.
            “Eh? Yes,” said Atsushi as if it was obvious. “When I’m working with Ranpo, I always do, just in case.”
            “It can’t be helped, huh.” Ranpo had a drink. “Well, being looked down on by an old man is no fun, either.” He smirked and put on his glasses. “Shall we keep this secret from the president?”
            (Y/N) narrowed her eyes. We’ll know who Kamui is, finally. That’s a good thing, so why does the air feel heavy around me?
            Ranpo frowned in concentration as several moments passed. His eyes widened and mouth dropped open. The soda slipped from his hand and, almost in slow motion, fell towards the floor. It shattered.
            “Ranpo?” asked (Y/N) cautiously.
            He didn’t answer and walked to an emergency flare. He lit it and held it above his head.
            If he’s willing to give away our position with a smoke signal…something is very wrong!
            “(Y/N),” said Ranpo, getting her attention. He had a serious face which no one present had ever seen on him. “I’m sorry. I was wrong.”
            Fukuchi brought a sword down on him.
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Haikyuu!! Boys as Bad Dad moments
Characters: Akaashi, Washio, Konoha, Kita, Suna, Ushijima, Yahaba, Iwaizumi, Futakuchi, Daishou and Numai
**These are ways they “failed” as fathers. I am not talking about ACTUALLY failing as fathers, just things dads have done that most of us either remember/get told about NOT TO BE TAKEN  S E R I O U S L Y  it is just for      f u n  I also gave them all at least 2 kids cause SibLiNgS**
A ‘*’ means it happened to me lol
TW- Mentions of giving too much medicine, accidental pain caused to child, these are things I either experienced/knew people who experienced them, allusion to cursing/a FEW bad words (but I substitute a letter for something else :)
*Akaashi Keiji: 
He had been working in his office when his son had come in.
You had been putting your newborn to sleep for a nap when your son decided he wanted to be with his dad.
His son was only 3, so when Akaashi was held up in his office editing his son, Kenji, would sometimes come in and plop himself in Akaashi’s lap.
His sons small feel padded on the floor while he made his way to his father, softly tugging on his pants as he stuck his arms up.
Akaashi smiled and softly chuckled before gently picking up his son from under his arms and placing him on his lap.
He got to work soon after, reading and revising the pages.
Other than having his son on his lap it wasn’t unusual for him to be drinking coffee while working.
Keep in mind, your son had inherited a lot from Akaashi, and not just his looks or personality.
But also his habits.
Because of this, your son was very fidgety, usually toying with a string or your fingers.
That meant he tended to move around a lot.
Akaashi had just lifted his not-so-cold coffee to his lips when his son had made a sudden movement, causing him to knock his arm and, “AHH” Akaashi’s eyes snapped open as his son started crying, cursing under his breath he stood up gently holding his son in his arms as he carried him to the bathroom.
Sitting him down on the counter he dried the coffee off of his son, luckily it hadn’t been hot enough to burn him, but it was still hot enough to hurt.
“What happened? I heard crying, is he okay?” Akaashi sighed as he ran a hand through his hair.
“Yeah, he’s okay, he bumped my arm and I spilled my coffee on him. He’s okay! It didn’t burn him, but it did hurt...” Your frowned as you stood in front of your son, giving him a soft smile before kissing his arm, cause kisses always make it feel better~
You carefully picked him up from the counter, rocking him slowly side to side as he burrowed into your shoulder.
“Are you okay little man~” He nodded as he sniffled into your shoulder, little hands clutching onto the fabric of your t-shirt.
“You know daddy didn’t mean it, it was an accident.” He nodded again, lifting his head to rub his eyes and reach out for his dad.
Akaashi gave a wobbly smile before reaching over to grab him, kissing the top of his head as he carried him back to his office, making sure to have some iced coffee instead.
Washio Tatsuki: 
This would be the first time Washio was left alone with the twins.
5 months ago, you and your husband had had your first children, your adorable fraternal twins Natsuki and Tatsuo.
Today would be the first day you would be away from them, but with your mother being sick and you being the only one available to take care of her you had to go.
You weren’t too worried about your husband, he was already a good dad so you had no doubt they were in good hands.
But it was never an enjoyable experience to have to leave your kids, especially your babies, and for the first time. 
So, you decided to leave early in the morning, give them their good morning kisses and head over to your parents house.
Before you left you changed their diapers, letting them play in their little play pen while your husband tried to get up.
Rubbing his eyes Washio walked into the play room.
He had to go to the gym today for a meeting, fortunately EJP had a really good daycare system in the stadium, so he could leave his kids there while he attended the short meeting.
He stopped in his tracks as his face blanched and he felt his breath stop.
You had changed the twins’ diapers...but you hadn’t dressed them.
The twins were still young, so without looking at their, uh, biological differences you couldn’t tell them apart....
Now, usually when this happened you guys would just check the diapers, but you had just done them..
And he was already running a bit late.
So, he made his best guess, got them dressed (one in pink, the other in blue), fed and in the car driving them to the stadium.
Once he got there he quickly dropped them off, rushing to his meeting.
The meeting had been fairly simple, just some pre-season info he’d need.
After chatting with his coach/teammates, and stopping Suna and Komori from pulling a prank, he made his way back to the daycare.
He walked into the building when one of the younger care takers, Yui, walked up to him, One twin in each arm.
He smiled as he carefully put them into their carriers.
“Uhm, just a question...” He looked up to her and motioned for her to continue.
“...Were you aware that Tatsuo was wearing the dress?” Washio sighed as he ran a hand down his face shaking his head. Yui light heartedly smiled, “Don’t worry, we switched them.” Thanking them, he picked up his babies and went home.
He was not prepared for the way you cackled when he told you what happened.
*Konoha Akinori: 
You had gone away for a business trip, leaving your husband Konoha home with your 3 kids. (You guys have 2 girls and a boy)
Your middlest child, your son Akira, had recently come down with a cold making the poor thing miserable when he tried to sleep.
Being the good dad that he is, he gave his son some benadryl!
The next morning he woke up, and after letting his kids sleep in for a little bit he woke them up too.
...two of them.
He tried several times to get his son to leave his bed, but the little kid couldn’t so much as swing one foot over the side of his bed with out falling asleep again.
He didn’t think too much of it, the kid had a cold after all.
So he let him sleep for another hour or so before making him get up for real.
A day later you got home, and everything was pretty much normal.
Until you went to put your son to bed, and realized he had crashed on the couch.
“...Uhm, Akinori?” Your husband lifted his head at your voice, setting the dishes in the sink and drying his hands with a towel as he made his way over to you. 
“Yeah babe?” You took a look over towards your son before looking back to your husband.
“...Has Akira been like that all weekend?” Konoha ran his hand through his hair as he sighed. “No, only since Saturday. He wasn’t feeling good so I gave him some benadryl, he’s been dead to the world since.” You slowly nodded.
“Uhm, Akinori?” He raised an eyebrow at you. “How much benadryl did you give him?”
He left to grab the box, coming back with it in his hand as he continued to look at it.
He shook his head in confusion. “I gave him the amount the box said, 1 teasp-”- He paused.
Uh oh.
He in fact, had not given his son a teaspoon of benadryl.
He had given him a tablespoon.
*Kita Shinsuke: 
You had to leave early one morning for a doctors appointment; you were pregnant with you and Kita’s second child. 
Usually for these appointments Kita’s grandmother would watch your 3 year old daughter Kyoka.
But she had something to do that morning so Kita was the one responsible for getting her ready for preschool.
Kita was a good father so you weren’t worried.
You knew she would be put together, fed, and on time.
There was just one thing you couldn’t account for.
“Daddy?” Kita looked away from the mirror he was shaving in and down to his daughter, washing away the traces of shaving cream. “Yes sweetheart?”
She held out her small hand, 2 bright pink hair ties with little butterfly charms on them held out in her palm.
“Can you do my piggy tails please?” His eyes widened.
He hadn’t done hair...like...ever.
But from the puppy eyes his little princess was giving him, how could he not do it?!
Plus, it couldn’t be that hard...right? I mean, he had watched you do it plenty of times, and it was pretty straight forward.
Sitting down on the edge of the bed he had her stand on the ground in front of him.
He grabbed her brush and put the two hair ties she had given him on his wrist.
He brushed her hair and parted it as evenly as he could, trying to be gentle in the process.
Now time for the pig tails..
He pulled her hair back, trying to make it tight to it would stay.
...But he might have made it a little too tight.
He turned her around and realized he had made them way too tight.
Not only did her hair look like he had slicked it back with x4 strength hair gel, but it was so tight that her eyebrows had been stuck way up on her forehead.
He was quick to turn her back around, loosening the hair ties so she looks like a 3 year old again.
His face turned undeniably red as he told you what happened later that night, you light heartedly laughing at his misfortune.
Suna Rintaro: 
Suna had just gotten out of practice, and now he was on the way to his kids school. 
You and Suna had 4 kids, 2 boys and 2 girls. 
The youngest 2 had a doctor’s appointment earlier that day, which you had taken them too. Meaning Suna needed to pick the older 2 up from elementary school.
He had been listening to music, his music to be specific.
He had pulled into the parking lot, changing the playlist to a kid friendly one right before his children got in the car.
After they had told him about their days, and he had told about his, he switched back on the music.
It had been fine for a song.
Until he realized that he had a few songs qued.
The fun little song had just ended when the bass dropped, the color draining from his face as soon as the song started.
The mentioned song being “Big Bank” by YG, 2 Chainz, Big Sean and Nicki Minaj of course~.
He was quick to turn the radio off, waiting until he could pull over, empty the que, and turn on kid friendly music.
He told the kids to ‘forget what they heard’ and he continued on his drive home.
Now, you’ve got to remember, his daughter is in kindergarten and his son is in 2nd grade, so they’re still kind of at that “monkey see, monkey do” age range.
Or rather, “monkey hear, monkey repeat.”
He thought it was gonna be okay, they were good kids so he figured telling them to forget they even heard it, they would let it go.
There was just one thing about his children that he didn’t account for.
As obedient and well behaved as his children were, they were also very curious.
That night at dinner they had all been sat down at the table, eating dinner and talking about their days. 
You had been feeding your infant son while Suna had been watching the 3 year old, the other 2 older children happily eating their food. Until...
“Hey mommy?” You looked at your daughter with a smile, “Yes baby?” She continued to eat her dinner, “What’s a b!tch?” Your eyes widened as your husband choked on his food, your baby laughing at the scene before him.
Hitting his chest and taking a sip of water Suna tried to catch his breath.
“Nezuko we don’t say that, where did you hear that?!” She tilted her head as she looked at you confused before turning to look at Suna, pointing a small finger at him.
“It was on the radio, daddy told us to ‘forget’ but I didn’t know what it meant...What does it mean?” You sent a glare towards your husband as you sighed.
After explaining to your daughter why it was bad to say those things and not to repeat everything she heard you cleaned up your kids and put them to bed.
...You had quite the conversation with your husband later that night.
Ushijima Wakatoshi: 
Ushijima had been on grocery duty this week since you had a meeting with a friend.
He had the Friday off, and since you weren’t home he took the kids with him.
Now, I would like you to know that you guys have 6 kids. S I X.
Growing up with no siblings and divorced parents, Ushijima wanted to make sure none of his kids were lonely.
Originally you guys had two, each kid had a buddy.
...but then you had a third, and you couldn’t just leave him alone...
so you had another...then another...
And now you guys have 6. But it’s okay cause you both love kids anyway~
He was doing his best, he truly was. He had his 2 youngest sitting in the little seat by the handle bar, 2 kids in the basket, 1 hanging onto the side and the oldest walking alongside him.
When they got to check out he had to take one of the kids out of the basket, so he opted for his 3rd oldest, his son Kazue, figuring he was older so it’d be a-okay.
He checked out his extensive amount of groceries before loading them up into his car, and his kids.
He pulled out of the grocery store parking lot and got on the road, his kids singing along to the radio and chatting amongst themselves.
They had been driving for 6 minutes when his oldest child, Ren, spoke up. “Uh, dad?” He hummed, briefly checking the rear view mirror before returning his gaze to the road. “When are we going back to get Kazue?” His face lost all color as his eyes widened.
As swiftly and safely as he could he pulled over to the side of the road, whipping around in his seat to take a head count. ‘1..2..3..4..5...oh sh-’ Turning back around he got back onto the road, taking the nearest u-turn and rushing back to the store. 
Unbuckling his kids from their carseats he hurried them back into the store, his oldest holding the 2nd borns hand, as he held all 3 of the younger ones in his arms.
He frantically entered the store, almost collapsing with relief when he saw his son sat at the customer service desk with the security guard, eating a lollipop before smiling when he saw his dad come to pick him up.
After giving proof that yes, he was his father, he took all of his kids back home after getting them some ice cream.
...this would be one conversation he was not excited to have with you....
Yahaba Shigeru: 
Yahaba and his 2 sons had been hanging out in the living room while you finished making some snacks in the kitchen.
Yahaba had been trying to set up a DVD player, you guys were going to watch some home-videos from your high school days but they were all on CD.
So, after borrowing one from his parents house, he set out to hook it up to the TV.
...Which was proving much more difficult then he first anticipated.
His two boys, Itsuki (6) and Hayato (8) were in there with him, ‘helping’ as they had called it.
Yahaba groaned as he sat back, a hand ruffling through his hair as he racked his brain to think of the problem.
You had finished preparing everything so you came in, with the food, and set it down on the coffee table.
You came up behind your husband, kneeling down behind him and placing your hands on his shoulders.
“How’s it going?” He sighed, leaning back into you.
“Well, I think I know what I need to do, I’m going to have to stick my hand back there though. Hey Hayato, can you help me out buddy?” The 8 year old excitedly nodded.
“Great, I need you to hold this flashlight here, hold it steady okay?” Hayato nodded with a ‘Yup!’ before Yahaba laid down on his side, maneuvering to where he could see the back of the TV.
All had been going well, he had just got it hooked up, and after having you test it, it worked!
He tried to get himself out from behind the TV, until a sharp edge caught his finger.
“Sh!t!” Your eyes widened, “Shigeru!” He hadn’t realized his slip up until he was out from behind the TV, faced directly with your glare.
“Kids, don’t say that.” His youngest blinked at him. “But why?”.
Kneeling down in front of him Yahaba tried to explain, but it was a little hard when you were glaring holes into the back of his head and his oldest was giggling at the situation.
*Iwaizumi Hajime: 
It was a weekend in summer vacation, and you and your husband were both off work.
This meant, you guys got a whole day to spend with your 3 boys, and one of the things you guys loved to do as a family was play games.
On this particular afternoon, your sons had chosen to play twister.
You were a little skeptical because you had 3 competitive, rambunctious boys. 
And an equally competitive rambunctious husband.
But after getting 4 identical pouts you couldn’t say no...
But, you elected to be the spinner. (..for your own safety)
“Left hand, green.” This put your middlest son in quite the predicament.
The only space available was the Green directly by his fathers hand, meaning he’d have to crawl under Iwaizumi.
“Okay Hajime, right hand, yellow.” Iwaizumi grimaced as he tried to reach it.
 This wasn’t good, the mat was slick, his hands were sweating-
“oOf” Before he could catch himself he had completely lost his balance, landing right on his son.
You gasped in horror as you saw the life get squeezed out of your 5 year old, scrambling from where you sat to check on your now pancaked son.
“...Hiro..are you okay..?” 
His small head shot up with a “I’m okay!” Before he, albeit wearily, stood up brushing off his godzilla t-shirt before continuing on with his life.
You took a deep breath as you sat back down, flashing a warning look towards your husband who sheepishly smiled and shrugged his shoulders.
And after checking that yes, your son really was okay, you guys continued on with some...safer games.
Futakuchi Kenji: 
You had left for a weekend visit to see your parents in your hometown, leaving your husband and Your 3 girls alone.
It was a friday night, so after having a less than healthy dinner, ice cream and a fair amount of other sweets, Futakuchi figured a movie before bed would be a good way to finish off the night.
He scrolled through netflix trying to find a movie he could watch with his girls.
“Daddy, can we watch snow white?!” Futakuchi looked down at his oldest, Hayami, before he shrugged. “Sure.”
He may be a guy, but he was not above watching princess movies if it meant his babies were happy. Besides, it was a disney movie, what bad could be in it!
Everything was going swell, until the witch showed up.
He felt the sick feeling of dread in his stomach as soon as he felt his middlest curl in tight to his side, his youngest hopping off of the couch and climbing into his lap.
...Disney SHOULD have been a safe bet, but with the way his 3 girls were clinging onto him for dear life, he probably should have previewed it first..
That night he put them to bed, reading them a quick story before giving them each a kiss on their forehead and tucking them into bed. 
15 minutes.
15 minutes of almost sleep when he heard you guys’ bedroom door creak open, 3 sets of little feet pad over to his side of the bed.
“...daddy..?” He rubbed the sleep out of his eyes as he opened them, brown eyes meeting the teary ones of his 3 children as they stood there. Speaking in as soft of a voice as he could he tried not to sound as tired as he knew he was.
“What is it munchkin?” His daughters all fidgeted where they stood, fiddling with the hems of their princess night gowns as they stood there.
“...We’re scared...can we sleep with you..?” Knowing he wouldn’t be able to get them to sleep like you could, and being incredibly tired himself he moved to the side, opening the covers and making room for all 3 of his princesses.
...This was going to be a long night for him.. 
Daishou Suguru: 
Daishou had been playing outside with his kids, his 2 year old son Kento and his 5 year old daughter Shizuko.
His son was sat on his shoulders, one of Daishou’s hands wrapped firmly around the boys ankles while the other pushed his daughter on the swing.
You had been inside getting dinner ready while they had been outside; smiling fondly at the smiles that were plastered on their faces.
When dinner had finished you walked to the sliding glass door, opening it and calling to them. “Dinners ready! Come inside and wash up so we can eat.” Your daughter and husband replied with ‘okay!’ as you went back to get plates. 
Slowing down the swing Daishou brought it to a stop so Skizuko could safely get off.
In all honesty, he was a good dad.
He was very mindful of his children and their surroundings, so they didn’t get hurt too often.
He was also very careful not to accidentally hurt them.
But accidents happen.
Walking to the back door, he, somehow either forgot or the thought didn’t register in his mind that his son was still perched on his shoulders.
He didn’t remember until a loud *whack!* was heard, and his sons cries sounded above him.
..He had tried going inside, through the door, with his son on his shoulders.
Bringing him down from his shoulders he quickly brought him inside to set him down on the counter, you almost screaming when you saw the bruise forming on his little forehead.
“Ah-wha-how- SUGURU! What happened?!”
Groaning Daishou gently put a small ice pack on his sons head, “...He whacked his head on the door frame...” You looked at him, “And how did he do that?”
Daishou sighed as he looked down, grimacing at the purple mark already present on his sons head.
...For the next few nights the couch became a good friend of his.
Numai Kazuma: 
Today was your son, Kazuya’s birthday. Today he would be turning 1.
Kazuya was the first, and so far only child you had with your husband of 3 years Kazuma Numai.
You and Numai were still learning how to be parents, and it had been an interesting journey to say the least, but you guys were doing good!
Your relatives and friends had just left, leaving you, Kazuma and your son.
It was pretty late so you started cleaning up in the kitchen and Numai started in the living room.
Kazuya had been pretty fussy, you both figuring he was tired, but when you tried to put him to sleep he wouldn’t even close his eyes.
So, deciding it’d be best to get it out of the way Numai held Kazuya as he was cleaning.
Things had been going just fine before Kazuya had reached out to grab at something on a nearby book shelf, causing the book shelf to start tipping over.
At that moment the only thing going through Numai’s mind was ‘stop the book shelf’, because at the moment, getting his son and him crushed by a bookshelf seemed like a very bad thing.
But what he hadn’t thought of was the fact that reflexively he had used both of his arms to stop said shelf (which didn’t even fall), the same two arms that had been holding his- “WAAAHH”
His eyes snapped down to the BABY he had just let go of, now crying on the floor.
You rushed into the living room, seeing your husband now cradling your still crying son, whispering apologies into his hair as he kissed the top of his head.
“Kazuma what happened?” 
He avoided eye contact. 
“...Kazuma...” Looking down he spoke.
“...I dropped him...”
...
“...you what?”
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cinnoasch · 4 years ago
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Hi! Are you still writing for persona 5? I hope so because I'd like to request Akechi with an S/O who is like Haru, very sweet and kind out of the metaverse and sadistic inside the metaverse.
A/N: I’m sorry this came out a bit late! I was a little swamped in school work but I’m back! And I sure do still write for Persona 5! This a was very fun request to do so I hope you enjoy! (C/N- Code name)
Word Count: 1050
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A Different Side (Goro Akechi x Reader)
“No, absolutely not.”
“Why not? They’ve proven themselves to be a great deal of help. I vote yes.” Akira says.
“I agree with him. Let them join!”
Letting out a sigh, Akechi looks to you, “It seems that everyone wants you to join us. But it is your choice of course.”
The rest of the Thieves look at you expectantly. You had always wanted to help people in some way, so shouldn’t you take this chance to do so?
“I want to join, please. If I can help people, then count me in.” You say with a small smile.
“Welcome to the Phantom Thieves then.” Akira says with a grin. “Happy to have you Y/N.”
LeBlanc is filled with the cheers of your new teammates, the group happily discussing how you would fit in perfectly with them.
“Are you sure you want to join the Phantom Thieves Y/N?” Akechi asks, taking a seat next to you.
“I am. And I appreciate your concern, but honestly you don’t have to worry about me. I can take care of myself, you know."
He sighs. “I know. But if anything happens to you-”
“I know. Please, just trust me with this Goro. I’ll be careful, I promise.”
Akechi plants a kiss on your forehead, his worried expression turning into one of affection. “As long as you’re careful.”
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“Are you nervous? It is the first time that you’re entering the Metaverse since joining the team.”
“Believe it or not, I’m actually excited. Akira said we were changing someone’s heart today right?”
“He did, but please be careful. Don’t do anything too reckless okay?”
“When have I ever been reckless Goro?”
When have I ever been reckless.
Those words seemed to fly right out the window as Akechi and the rest of the team watch you and Haru jump out of the Mona Car. The two of you run on ahead, despite Makoto’s protests.
“Is... Y/N always like that? You know, bloodthirsty, smiling while defeating Shadows, a lot like Noir in the Metaverse?” Ryuji asks.
Akechi only sighs. “Trust me, this is also fairly new to me as well.”
“We should go after them.” Akira says, getting back into the Mona Car.
Earlier while you were looking for the target, the team had run into a few Shadows here and there. It was business as usual. Akira had placed you, Akechi and Haru in the team. Nothing wrong there right?
Yes, but no. No one had expected you to completely one-shot a Shadow with your weapon. It happened so quickly. Holding your weapon tightly, you had run up to the Shadow, a malicious grin on your face as you swung your weapon. If the Shadow were a baseball, its head would have flown right off from how hard you hit it.
When you turned around with a smile, the team was speechless. Akechi, being the most surprised. His kind and sweet S/O, the one who visited him on the weekends when he was at work, brought him lunch and cheered him up after a rough day, was a very different person in the Metaverse.
Should it have surprised him that much? He didn’t discuss many things about himself with you, yet this change in personality felt drastic, although he really didn’t mind it.
Soon you and Haru hear the familiar screeching of tires as you finish off a Shadow.
“Hm, not enough... should we find more?” You mumble as you wipe your weapon off. You glance behind you seeing the team stand behind you and Haru as you greet them with a smile. “Oh, you all caught up. Sorry about that, I guess I got ahead of myself.”
Makoto sighs, “At least you had Haru with you. You’re not injured right?”
You shake your head, “No injuries here.”
“That’s good, now Mona, is the target in the area?”
Mona shakes his head, “Not at all. It was a while ago, but it seems to have disappeared.”
“Oh, the target? C/N and I took care of it!” Haru explains with a smile.
“You what?”
Haru begins explaining how you and her ended up finding the target and how you both worked together to change their heart. The team could listen speechlessly as Haru explains and you nod along with her story.
“You don’t think you could have left out the part where you said “Ah, what a thrilling battle. Shall we find more enemies to crush under our heels?”” Ryuji asks.
“That is the most crucial part of the story. If I left that out, it wouldn’t be a story now would it Ryuji?”
Ryuji only nods his head frantically, afraid of Haru’s smile.
Akira sighs, “Well, good job then. That’s all the targets for today, so I guess we can all go home.”
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You and Akechi wave goodbye to the others as you board the train. Stretching, you let out a sigh. “Well today was fun.”
“It may have been fun for you.” Akechi says. “But I was worried about you. What ever happened to not being reckless?”
“I’m sorry. I just... it’s hard keeping it all in sometimes, you know? My anger has be directed somewhere. Mementos seems like the best place for that.”
“How were you keeping your anger in before?”
You laugh a bit, “It’s a bit silly, but I kept thinking of how you look when you’re angry. It was pretty scary imagining it.”
“Interesting method, but there are other ways of relieving anger. Why didn’t you come to me Y/N?”
“You already have so much on your plate with work and school. I didn’t want to add my problems on top of all of that.”
Akechi takes your hands into his, “You can come to me anytime Y/N. Work and school are important, but you are always my top priority.”
“You shouldn’t say things like that Goro. But, thank you. Also, you were holding back today weren’t you?”
“What do you mean?”
“What I mean is that you could also take some anger out when we’re in Mementos. I think it would be quite the sight. The ever-so calm and collected detective losing his cool. Also pretty hot, if you ask me.”
Akechi chuckles, “Maybe one day, wouldn’t want to scare the team with three sadists would we?”
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chaeiimimi · 4 years ago
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02 𝖍𝖊𝖑𝖑𝖔 𝖇𝖆𝖇𝖞
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Summary: you weren’t really sure how it happened, but an average student who wore glasses and spent all her extra time on bookstores and library managed to date your school’s volleyball club setter. On your 3rd year of law school, your ten years anniversary to be exact, he went home from Argentina and it was a week before he was going back, he broke up with you with the reason of he can’t handle long-distance relationship anymore despite being at it for two years. You didn’t cry, you stood there as he was sobbing in front of you, you held his face in your palms and offered him a gentle smile, gentle enough to let him know you’ll support him and will always be watching him, together with the child in your stomach right now, but he doesn’t need to know that.
chapters: prev//next
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after feeding Hayato, you spent the whole morning preparing for your afternoon picnic with the boys, cooking up food, cleaning the house and preparing the picnic basket, it was your day off
by afternoon, Akira called you during their stopover saying she wants you to pick her up tomorrow morning which you agreed to do
it was a well-spent afternoon, you walked to the park, pushing twin stroller. 
you set up the picnic blanket and the food as you laid the twins on the blanket and almost immediately they crawled around the cloth giggling at each other while you indulge in a new book, a sandwich and an iced coffee
the neighborhood teenagers played with your sons (with your permission ofc) cooing at how adorable they were
you spent a good four hours in the park, it was already getting dark when you decided to go home, you kept your stuff and journeyed back home , dropping by the grocery store in front of your place to stock up on your food and your babies’ food 
the store was owned by two lovely old couple who were always happy with having you come by, they would give you coupons for baby food and offer to take care of the boys as you shop, it wasn’t only the elderly couple who loved the boys, your landlady who got divorced the same year you gave birth to your kids also loved them and brought fruits for you during her visits, the couple and their three-year-old son next door loved inviting you every so often, the lovely flower shop owner down the streets gave you flowers on mother’s day when she saw you were pregnant even the Thai food restaurant owner and his daughter loved giving you discounts on takeout with the promise of bringing the twins with you the next time you come visit
you were truly blessed to have such an amazing and friendly neighborhood 
when you arrived home, you quickly put the groceries to their rightful places, gave the twins a bath and tuck them in and then finally eating dinner
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you were now standing in front of the airport, waiting for your best friend to arrive, you left the twins in the care of your parents
“besstiieeee” the shrill voice of your bestfriend invaded your ears as she ran towards you and gave you a tight embrace which you reciprocated
damn you missed this woman so much
“oh my gosh I missed you, you crazy woman” you rolled your eyes at her but there was a happy smile on your face
“where’s your hotel? let’s take your stuff there” you suggested
“oh no don’t worry about that, my assistant already took care of that”
sometimes you forget that your best friend was now a world-renowned photographer 
you nodded silently 
“let’s go shopping for clothes to wear tomorrow” she squeals enthusiastically
“oh yea sure i’ll accompany you, I have clothes at home-”
“oh no girl, we are glamming you up” you looked at her with a deadpanned expression
“what? i haven’t seen you glammed up, since- i don’t know High School Prom? pleaaassseeee” and then she hits you with her puppy dog eyes 
you just sighed knowing you were in for a shopping spree that lasts for an eternity 
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“Asahi-san” 
you tilted your head in confusion as you walked in a fashion store owned by  Karasuno’s ace?
“hello to you Akira” he said in a gentle voice 
the first time you talked to him you were actually shocked at how gentle his voice is, he always seemed so...intimidating?
“can you pick an outfit for my best friend? we’re attending a high school reunion” 
he looks at you and offered you a small smile 
“alright, this way ladies”
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you were now standing in front of the venue, wearing a tight gray dress with a white long sleeve kind of see through material underneath and some black heels (this) while Akira stood beside you in her pretty red velvet dress
your heart was thumping really hard against your chest, it felt like it was about to break your ribcage, you wanted to back out right then and there 
“let’s go?” Akira asked patting your shoulders as you nodded nervously 
you entered the venue and saw a lot of familiar faces, you were not very friendly during high school and you were either known as “Oikawa’s girlfriend” or “Akira’s bestfriend” 
but you did greet the people who greeted you and exchanged smiles with some people often
you even met Kyotani, Yahaba, Kindaichi and Kunimi at the bar as they greeted you and Akira 
you gave them a “good evening” and a smile
unlike you, Akira was a sociable person, that’s why you were left in a table alone while she greets her old friends, you even had to assure her that you were fine
“Y/n” you turn your head to the direction of the familiar voice
“Iwa” you smiled at the former ace 
“it’s been so long, how are you?” he asks as he sits on the chair beside you
“I’ve been good” you smiled 
there was silence for a while when he suddenly spoke up
“how are they?” he asks 
“they grew up healthy and happy” you tensed up a little bit
“did you receive my six-month gift?” he asks and you chuckled
“yes Iwa, the stroller was very convenient, thank you” you gave him a smile 
“are you planning on telling him?” he asks
you gave him a sad smile
“being in the same industry, you know fully well that now’s not the right time” 
he nods at you silently, yes he knows, but he can’t help but feel sad for his bestfriend, he was missing out on a lot, he also can’t help but feel sorry for you, you were only in your mid twenties yet you are carrying such a heavy burden
raising a child isn’t easy, let alone raising twins, parenting and finance are no where near easy tasks
“iwa-chan you-”
that moment, your breathe hitched, the pounding of your heart muffled the music blasting, your throat started to tighten and there were tears ready to form at the back of your eyes
you wanted to run to him, hug him tightly, tell him everything you’ve been going through since he left, tell him about his sons and how they resembled him so much
but you were stuck in your seat 
“hey”
“hey” 
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still kind of surprised that some people liked this story tysm <3, you can send me a dm or an ask if you guys want a tag on every chapter update, I’m also open in accepting requests
Reblogs and comments are appreciated😊💖
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sparktls · 3 years ago
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Awakening The Legend Of The Chalk Castle Chapter 3 | Event Story Translation
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Translation under the cut!
Arthur: Cain, will you come with me?
Cain: Of course! Haha, I didn’t think the time for you to ask me to accompany you would come so soon.
Shino: I’ll go too, I’m curious about Oz’s castle. Whatever problem's going on, I’ll fix it in an instant.
Lennox: I’ll go too. Is that alright, Master Sage?
Akira: Yes, of course.
Oz: …..
Akira: (Oz looks worried. A lot of the young wizards are going, so that must be why…)
Shylock: Then I shall accompany them as well. I, of course, not able to serve as a replacement for Oz, but I do believe that I can be of some help.
Arthur: Thank you, Shylock.
Snow: Oz, do not worry yourself. We must believe in the others and leave it to them.
Oz: I am not worried…
Arthur: Master Oz, please do not worry. We will fulfill our duty and come back safely!
Oz: …Don’t do anything reckless.
Arthur: Of course!
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Akira: (It’s still nagging at me…)
Akira: (Oz must be worried too about having just Arthur and the others go on a mission…)
Thought it was already decided during the tea party, all the uneasiness I feel is preventing me from falling asleep.
I get up from my bed and go straight to Oz’s room, knocking on the door.
Akira: Oz, it’s me. Do you have a moment?
After a brief wait, the door opens, and Oz peeks through the door.
Although it’s the middle of the night, Oz doesn’t seem particularly surprised at the fact that he has a visitor. His reaction is one you would have to the mailman dropping off some mail.
Akira: G-good evening.
Oz: What is it.
Akira: Oh, uh, I was wondering if you were able to sleep just fine…
Oz: …You woke me with your knocking. You would have, if I was asleep.
Akira: Y-yes, that’s true. I’m sorry…
As I shrink away from him, Oz gestures for me to enter his room.
I wouldn’t have been able to blame him if he had turned me away, but he didn’t. I give a sigh of relief.
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Akira: So… I was wondering if you were worried about Arthur and the others.
Akira: I’m sure that they’ll be okay, but since you can’t go with them… I thought it might be worrying you.
Oz: …..
Oz stares down at me as I form my feelings into words, with not a single one being of advice or counsel.
I thought he might say something along the lines of “So what?”, but Oz instead slowly shakes his head from side to side.
Oz: …Central wizards know no fear. They are reckless, akin to a lion cub choosing to jump right off a cliff.
Oz: But they are not cubs. They are wizards. They can fly freely; they can commune with the spirits and gain power.
Oz continues to speak quietly. His tone was calm, and I felt as though his words were on the verge of melting away into the silence of the night.
Oz: And with them will be Shylock and Lennox. Now, you should go. Children should sleep, not be worrying when there is no need to worry.
Akira: Oz…
Packed into Oz’s words was the trust he had in Arthur and the others. He was like a parent lion watching over their cubs as they crawled up a cliff.
Akira: (...I see now. Maybe I was the one that was actually worried.)
The words that Oz weaved together make me realize the fact that they were proper, trusty wizards, fully capable of taking care of themselves.
They make me realize what I thought I had already known, but had forgotten in the face of my worries as I went through the same thoughts over and over and over again.
Akira: (I had thought that Oz must have felt the same, but… He was looking further than today.)
Akira: You’re right, Oz. Thank you.
Oz: Will you be able to sleep well?
Akira: (...He’s figured out I wasn’t able to fall asleep, hasn’t he…)
Oz: If you can’t sleep, warm up some milk. You’ll be able to fall asleep more easily with warm hands and feet.
Akira: That sounds like something a mom would say…
Oz: What?
Akira: N-no, it’s nothing! I just thought that you said something that Nero might say.
Oz: …I am not Nero. If you want milk, warm it yourself.
Akira: Alright! I’ll do that. Thank you very much, Oz.
Significantly more relieved, I smile as I respond. Oz gives an exasperated sigh.
Akira: After the mission tomorrow, let’s have another tea party. With Arthur and the others!
Oz: …Alright.
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The next day. The Northern wizards, Oz and myself had quickly finished up the mission and returned to the manor.
Bradley: Shit, I’m so fucking tired. I thought that it’d end quicker.
Mithra: If you didn’t fall in that hole, we would have already been back here ages ago.
Bradley: That only happened ‘cause ya’ picked a fight with Oz! Damnit, ya’ and yer’ roping other people into yer’ problems.
The two are talking about what had gone down right before we about to be done. A skirmish between Mithra and Oz had begun over some silly thing.
Although Mithra was on full offense, Oz didn’t pay much attention to him. The one who bore the brunt of it all was Bradley.
Akira: (He fell in a deep hole and then the dust in it made him sneeze…)
Unluckily for Bradley, he was teleported off to the middle of the ocean.
With Oz’s magic, we were somehow able to all make it back, but Bradley had swallowed a lot of seawater.
Mithra: It all worked out, didn’t it? You were going on and on about how you “Needed a drink” the entire mission.
Bradley: I meant booze! And it wasn’t just a single drink, it was bucketfuls! And I’m covered in salt!
Bradley: Sage, we can leave, right? I’m goin’ back to my room.
Mithra: I’m going back too.
Akira: Oh, good work toda… and they’re gone.
Snow: Good grief. I do believe we spent more time cleaning up after Mithra and Oz’s skirmish than on the mission itself.
Oz: If they had listened to me, I would not have had to trouble you.
Owen: Is there nothing to eat? I want that blueish purplish thick thing that’s like a stewed down swamp.
White: Perchance you mean blueberry jam? As always, you are quite the free spirit.
Akira: (Anyways, I’m glad all of that’s over. I wonder if Arthur and the others are back yet? They should be.)
Shylock: Welcome back, all of you.
Akira: Shylock! I’m so glad that you’ve finished investigating the Lair of Oz.
Akira: (Huh…?)
As if he had been waiting for our return, Shylock steps into the room, but his expression is one of gloom.
Shylock: The investigation is still in progress. We decided that with our current situation, we are in need of Oz’s power, and I have come back for the time being.
Oz: ….
Akira: What happened?
Shylock: There is no imminent danger, however… The manager for the Lair of Oz…
Oz: Vox Nox.
Snow: Now, Oz, wait…!
Owen: What?
Akira: Oh!
Before Shylock has the chance to finish his sentence, Oz chants his spell.
As he does, the room begins to contort, and my vision goes white.
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bbbambam · 4 years ago
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Imagine…you meeting the kamaboko squad for the first time♥️. (pt.3)
No.3 : Hashibira Inosuke
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Pairing : Inosuke x [fem] reader
Warnings : none , except for slicing the demon’s head part . If you do count that as violence , other than this is just fluffed <3
a/n : Ahhhh~ we’ve finally come to the last part of this series ! ✨ hope you guys enjoyed this ! •~•
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Synopsis : So,you’re a (you choice) rank of demon slayer.You’ve always work alone since the beginning-but then,on one fine day…your crow told you that you have to work your next mission with another demon slayer,much to your dismay-but still,you comply the orders and went off to finished your mission…
Applause….
Praises…
These sounds resonate in your ears as people shouted a “Thank you!” for you.You flicked your blade gracefully and soundlessly to clear off the lingering crimson blood before put it back into your scabbard and bowed down a little politely to the crowd.
The demon you’ve just slew seemed to be so impatient and desperate…like it can’t waste another second to devour flesh…maybe that’s why it appeared immediately after the golden sun left the sky…So lots of citizen still haven’t gone home and get the chance to behold you performed your work.
“Thank you for saving me and my son’s lives…” spoke the woman you’ve just rescue,her son was clutching tightly to his mother’s leg as he tried to hide behind her back.
“Oh!And you can rest for a night at my house too!” She offered with a kind smile and you nodded your head gently.
“Thank you for your offer ma’am,I really appreciate it and would love to accept if I’m not bothering you too much” You smiled sweetly back at her.And she laughed-
“Of course dear!You’re not a bother at all!You’ve just saved our lives remember?” She waved her hand as a gesture for you not to worry. “Come,darling.Let me lead you to my house” She beamed,before tell her son that it’s ok as she hold his hand gently and start to walk back her home.
You slowly went after her,people were still cheered for you and some even bowed down for you.You felt your heart swelling with joy and felt overwhelmed as you dragged your eyes over the crowd.You can’t help but let your lips curved upward slightly at the sight you’re seeing-feeling proud of yourself for being able to protect these people…
“Hey there!” Called a voice from in front,it was the woman. “Aren’t you coming?” She cried again and you felt your smile grows a bit wider as you speed up your pace to catch up with them.
After you have had a good meal and a relaxing bath,you let yourself fall to the mattress and stared blankly at the ceiling of your room…
“Ah…another day has passed huh?Time sure travels fast…” You chuckled,then heard something from outside.You immediately sat upright-head’s ringing with thoughts like ‘There’s another demon?I thought there was only one,or was it something else?But I still shouldn’t really let my guard down,should I?’
You grabbed your sword,preparing for whatever it is that might be ‘endangered’ ….
Suddenly,you heard something fall and the door just slide open.It was that timid boy that clutched tightly to his mother earlier,you realized that he’s been peering into you for a while but cracked and slipped to the floor from being careless,which also makes the door slide open and reveal the little mischievous culprit…
“Ah!!!!” He cried as he hit the floor,you felt your heart skipped a beat when the door slides open-before calming down and sighed a bit to yourself,feeling relieved that it isn’t anything bad…
You got up from the mattress and walked over to help the child to his feet, “Are you alright?” Was your first question as you grabbed his arm gently while your other hand gripped on his waist lightly to pull him up.
The boy nodded slightly with trembled lips, “I-I-I’m s-s-sorry…” he stuttered out,and you sighed again while smiling at him.Your eyes were kind,and filled with adoration as you gazed down at him lovingly.
“It’s ok…you’ve got nothing to be sorry or scare about…” you ruffled the boy’s head lightly.
“So…why are you here?If I may ask?” You question as you sit down to match his level.This boy is probably only about 5 to 6 years old,he’s so cute and tiny <3
“I-I…C-can I really s-say it?” He answered nervously,fidgeting with his fingers…and you nodded gently with a small smile.Trying to encourage him to tell you what’s wrong.
“I-I saw you f-fighting with the d-demon today…and I t-thought it w-was pretty cool…I also w-wonder if I-I could be like that when I’m o-older…” He spoke quietly,it’s almost as a whisper,he stumbled over his own words,his eyes scurried around from side to side.He looks like he wanted to scream but doesn’t have the courage to do so.This make you laughed softly…
“Of course sweetie,of course you can be like me when you get older.I’m sure you’ll become stronger and braver when the time passed…” You smiled fondly as you let out your statement,you just know you adored this boy so much.
“You s-sound just l-like my mother…” he mumbled,and you laughed.
“Really?I’m sorry if I bored you then,but your mother is a very good,kind and sweet lady.Shower her with love,ok?She cares and loves you so much more than any words could described…” You mused joyfully,and the boy look up at you with the slight confusion in his eyes…
“..H-How did you know?” His voice was hesitant,but curious.
“Only by the look in her eyes when she gazed at you was enough to tell me that” You grinned,“What’s your name dear?”.
“A-Akira…” He answered shyly, and you continued-
“Good name,my name’s (L/n) (y/n).Akira,I’m sure you’ll be a great and strong fighter in the future as long as you believe.” You state firmly,and you swore you caught a little glimpse of twinkle in the boy’s eyes.
“Y-You really believe like that?” He looked up,and you beamed.
“Yes,now,would you mind telling more about your dreams Akira?” You spoke softly,he blinked before slowly nodding.His hands were clutched together tightly,telling you that he was still nervous.
“C’mon” You said,standing up while you outstretched your hand, “You sure don’t want to stand here until your legs are sore,do you?”
He nodded stiffly again.You led him to your room and let him sit down beside you on the mattress, “So…” You started, “Why do you wish to become like me?”
“I-I b-because you look so c-cool when you swing your b-blade!A-and your face didn’t even s-shift a little w-when you sliced the demon’s head o-off!” He stuttered out,but you can sense the excitement behind his voice.
“I guess it just happens so often that I’m used to it!” You laughed and he blinked.
“Y-you’ve k-killed other demon b-before?” He asked,you nodded slowly.
“Really!?I-is it is it hard?Or s-scary?” Said the boy.
“Hm…” You hummed, “Maybe a bit.But if I do nothing but scared,I wouldn’t be able to saved people,would I?”
“Oh…i-it’s true…” He looked down sadly with his shoulder slumped.
“You have just saved us today too…I wish was more braver and stronger so I can protect my mother and be like you someday…” He added. You can’t lie the fact that you’re a bit curious about his father-but you stopped yourself.
“You can also be like me when you’re older,I already told you that right?” You asked.
“Yes..but it’s just so hard to truly believe I can be like that…” He trailed off…This make you sighed.
“Let’s talk about other things-What do you like to do?Playing?Or something else?” You said. Decided to change the subject-his eyes lit up immediately with interest.
“Oh!I like to play hide and seek with my friends!And a lot of other things!” He spoke quickly.From what you can see he start to get more courage to speak with you since he doesn’t really stutter like he used to.
“Tell me more about it then” You smiled and he beamed back…
That’s how it went.Akira talked on and on about things,his passion,what he likes and dislikes and many more things else.Not that you were complaining,you were glad he has gained more confidence in speaking.Plus you have fun listening to him talking too!
Until,the boy yawned again for the third time after some moments.Making you realized it was pretty late already so you tell him that he should go back to his room and have some rest.
“And,(y/n)-san…” Akira said suddenly as he stopped and turn to you before he leave.
“Hm?” You hummed while smiling up at him.
“You said that you worked to killed demons…” He started,a little bit hesitation cleared in his voice. “There were rumors…about one demon that lives in the nearby mountains…They say he looks like a boar-a very hot and short tempered boar…Please be careful with it,if you’ve ever encountered it…” He seemed to shudder a little as he spoke.
“I will…” said you, “Thank you so much for this information” You bowed your head a little.
He nodded,before turning and leave the room….
You blew the candles and let yourself fall to the mattress… ‘A demon who looks like a boar?’ You thought to yourself, ‘Better be prepared then…” You sighed.Closing your eyes before drifting off to your peaceful slumber…
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The rays of sunlight shone through as you stand outside the house.Saying goodbye and thank you to the woman who let you rest at her house…
“You can stay for a little longer and have breakfast with us…” The woman said.And you shook your head gently,
“No,I already owe you so much…Still,thank you for your kind offer once again…” You smiled.
“How many times do I have to tell you that you’re not a bother to us at all…” She sighed tiredly.
“I’m so sorry then…” You chuckled, “And…May I ask where is Akira?” You questioned.Turning your head from side to side to look for the little boy…
“Oh,that boy?” Said the mother, “He’s still fast asleep inside the house.He seemed so tired so I don’t want to wake him up yet,since it’s still so early” She answered.
“I see…” You nodded, “Miss…May I also ask….” You hesitant… “Uh…about your husband?” You managed out…
There was an uncomfortable silence between the two of you for a while…before she replied.
“Of course,my husband already died about a year ago…so Akira was pretty lonely…” She sighed quietly again…
“…I’m so sorry to hear that…” You apologized, “…Your son is a very strong boy…” You added.
“He is…” She nodded with a small smile, “He seemed to like you too” She said- “I’ve noticed his slight changed behavior”
You laughed, “Really?I’m glad” You smiled back at her one last time-before saying, “I think I better go now,thank you so much again” You bowed politely to the mother.
“You don’t really have to bowed!” She said, “Only thank you was enough”
You nodded once you were back to your original position, “Goodbye then ma’am,please have a great day.” You smiled,then turn and went off…
“You are always welcome here dear!” The woman cried after you and waved her arm,you waved back and continued on your way….
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Your crow came flapping towards you before gently landed on your left shoulder….
“Hello (your crow’s name),how are you?” You greeted as you scratched its neck lightly.
“Good!Your next mission is in the graveyard in southwest town!Rumors say there will be demon appeared every night there!You’ll probably reached there at night if you’re not so lazy!” The crow shouted loudly beside your ears,you feel like your eardrums would break any second if you hear your crow’s voice again…
“Hey,I’m offended!Please just be a little more careful with your words next time,will you?” You said…and the crow answered-
“No!What I said is right and true!” Squawked the crow,this make you sighed…
“And!” (Your crow’s name) speak again, “You have to work with another demon slayer this time!” Barked the crow.
“With another demon slayer?” You echoed in astonishment as you stared at the bird with wide eyes.
“Yes!And one more thing!Beware of the boar!” Your crow cried before it lifted off and fly to the blue sky…
“Wait!” You tried to stopped it,but it was no use. (Your crow’s name) just go fluttered its wing freely farther and farther away from you…
You sighed again, “You could have just told me more about that another demon slayer!Or at least,what he or she looks like…” You mumbled the last part.At least even some more information about the demon is good enough for you…You thought grumpily as you took another step and began to continued walking to your next destination…
‘Who was that someone I need to work with?He or she?…If it was a boy….’ You felt your cheeks dusted some light shades of pink, ‘Was he handsome?’ You bit your lip and slapped yourself internally, ‘No no,I must not think like this.My work here is slaying demon and yes I should focus on it.Surely I can do that…’
You paused,sighing….‘Right?’
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You’ve made it to the graveyard at night exactly like what (your crow’s name) told you.After asking for ways and some informations about the demon with people who lives in the nearby village.
They say that it’s true about the rumors,there were people who strangely disappear every night whether they were just asleep or doing something…and another strange thing was that,every morning they will see blood-lots of blood scattered all over the graveyard.The smell is bad and very stinky too…There haven’t been anyone who dared to come across that place as this occurred more and more often…
Except…There was one man,he wore something that looks like a boar mask.So they couldn’t see nor remember his face-that boy was courageous,but got a short tempered and so much enthusiasm…He went to the graveyard a few days ago….No one has seen him since then,they assumed that he was probably dead by ghosts,rancorous souls or whatever-
People also described that the boar’s mask man was a bit off the word ‘normal’…Some called him ‘crazy’ or ‘mad’ from the way he went laughing and running to the graveyard….
‘Eh…a boar again??? Can everything I’ve heard about the boar…be related???’ You thought to yourself after you thanked the people for informations and head to the graveyard…
When you reached there…The place was dark and filled with stinky smell like what you’ve been told…
You covered your mouth and nose with your hand while slowly looking from side to side….But you saw nothing…
Then suddenly you heard someone’s crying…
You quickly whipped your head towards the direction where the voice came and saw a girl crying at one stone,her head on her knees as her body tremble uncontrollably.She has no sense that she could be a demon,you sighed in relived before slowly moved towards her…
“Hey…” You called quietly,and she jumped as she shot her head up at you.
“Are you alright?” You asked.Her frame shook violently with fear-
“W-who are you?” She asked back,tears still ranning down her cheeks.
“Shhh,don’t cry.I’m not here to hurt you-but please just tell me,what happened?” You cooed,crouching to her level and rubbed her shoulder to comfort her.
“M-my friends and I came to see if there was a real ghost in this graveyard.I-I already told them we shouldn’t come here especially at night!But they wouldn’t listen and now they’re dead!I-I saw it with my own eyes-I-it’s so t-terrifying…” She sobbed harder covering her face with her hands…It pains you to see her like this…
‘She was only a child…and here she is…has to watch this dreadful and brutal scene…’ You thought sadly as you watch her with sympathize. ‘I feel sorry for her…I’m sorry…If only I’ve arrived here a little faster your friends wouldn’t have been dead…’ You contemplate with anger,you were angry with yourself for not being able to protect her friends.All you can think now was that,you must protect this girl…
As you’re about to ask her how long has she been sitting here-you heard a screech coming from your left.You snapped your head to see what the sound was.And your eyes met with the demon’s disgusting eyes…
It has to be the demon who’s killed this girl’s friends,from the blood that dripped down to the floor from its mouth…The girl shriek in fear and you drew out your blade while gritted your teeth.
You must win this battle…
The demon snarled at you and immediately charged towards you and the girl.This one seemed to be so hungry for human’s flesh and blood but it doesn’t have the desperation like the last demon you’ve slew.You yelled for the girl to run as you gripped your sword preparing to killed this demon in one blow with (your breathing) style…
The girl scurried away from the demon and you raised your blade over your head,ready to swing.Just about time you swing your blade-aiming for the demon’s neck.The demon got stab to its side and staggered back clutching its wound.It pulled the blade out and throw it to the side,wincing and wriggling in pain.
You whipped your head to the way where the blade came from and met with a man who’s wearing a boar mask as he laughed wildly with contentment about something…
You stand there blinking in shocked as he continued to laugh and say something like, “You see how strong I am now!?Of course!Because I am the great Inosuke!The strongest swordsman in this world hahahaha!”.
‘A boar…a boar…a boar….So familiar…Oh!That man!The one people’s been talking about!He’s not yet dead?How surprising…’ You thought as your mind tried to process about what’s happening…
‘And…seems like the people were right…He’s something but definitely not normal…’ You observed as he’s still not laughing nor just shut his mouth… ‘He didn’t really seemed to care about the demon…did he?’
The demon’s shook its body for a few more times before looked up and glared the so called ‘The great Inosuke’.It hissed and rushing towards him-probably wishing to end his life’s first.
“Ha!You thought I have only one blade!?Wrong!I have two blade!Waiting to cut off your head here!So cool I know!Hahaha!” Said Inosuke,raising his other blade in his other hand to show the demon.
‘Seriously?’ You thought,shocked and baffled.You immediately chase after the demon but it didn’t seem to care-It’s like it want nothing more than to ripped the boar mask man’s heart out of his chest.
You quickly sliced the demon’s head off using (whatever form you like) form from (your breathing) style once you reach it and as it was about to grab the man.The boar mask man also prepared to stab through the demon body again but you steal his thunder first…
“Ha!?” He cried with disbelief, “How dare you!?I was about to finished this demon’s first!” He pointed at you,specifying.
You ignored him as you flicked your blood clean before putting it back into your scabbard…
“Hey!I’m talking to you!” He bristled,and you sighed tiredly.
“I just want to finished my work.Is it that hard to understand?” You raised your eyebrow as you glance at him.
“I don’t care!But you just stole my scene!I can’t accept that!Who are you!?I’m Hashibira Inosuke the greatest!And who are you!?” He shouted,so loud-you rolled your eyes at him.
“(L/n) (y/n),satisfied now?” You answered.
“No!I demand a fight!Let’s fight to see who’s stronger than who!?” He cried,and you stared at him for a minute,blinking.
“What!?” He bellowed.
“…Nothing…I just can’t believe how childish you acted…” You spoke calmly,before turning- “And maybe next time for your fight.As you can see-I’m busy right now.So please wait patiently-” You stopped,looking around.Finding for the girl-
“There you are” You called once you find her,walking towards the girl.
“Are you alright dear?” You asked,crouching down to her level.The girl was still a bit scared of what has just happened but she still manage to nodded for your question.
“Good” You smiled, “C’mon,let me take you back to your home.Where do you live sweetheart?” You demand as you take the girl’s hand.
“I-In the village.” She answered nervously,glancing around to see if there was more demons.
“It’s ok love, just stay close to me alright?I’ll protect you.” You tell her,trying to make her relaxed.And she nodded again,too afraid to speak.You gripped her small hand a little tighter.Before heading back to the village.
“Hey!” Called another voice behind you,you turned around only to be met with the same boar mask man. “How dare you ignoring me again!?” He cried,you sighed and shook your head in response.
“Will you just stand there,or come with us?” You asked him,and he seemed stunned a bit.
“Come with you?Why would the great Inosuke come with you!?” He yelled back.
“Up to you then” You said before continued to walk out of the graveyard.
“Wait!” He cried but this time you didn’t even glance back. “Damn you!” He said,but still-he ran after you back to the village.Saying that this can be a challenge of who ran faster.
‘He really isn’t normal…’ You thought to yourself as you watch him ran towards the village as fast as he can. “I’m not taking that challenge!” You cried but he didn’t seem to hear that…
‘I guess waiting for some minutes wouldn’t hurt for him then…’ You shrugged.
As you reached the village you met with the parents of the girl.They seemed so worried and scared from the gasp and sound of happiness they made as soon as they saw their daughter.The little girl also immediately ran into her parents arms,crying.The scene was just so beautiful that you somehow that a tear might slipped from your eyes.
The girl then pointed at you saying that you were the one who saved her from the scary ghost in the graveyard.Her parents looked up with gratefulness and the people nearby started clapping and cheering for you.Shouting a big ‘thank you’ for their hero.This make the same feeling of your heart swelled with joy came back again.
You were so so happy at that moment…until that boar mask man came shouting towards you that you lose and he win or something like that…
“Why were you so slow!?See!Well,I’m the great Inosuke so of course I win!And you lose hahahahahah!” He laughed again,and you smiled dryly at him.
‘Couldn’t he just come to me later?’ You thought sickly,before sighing.
The crowd,were shocked and surprised to see that he’s still alive.Gasping and whispering became widespread through the people.Still,the parents of the little girl offer you and Inosuke to rest for a night or two at their house.You two of course accept the offer,you thanked them politely all the while Inosuke,laughed wildly while saying something like, “Of course Inosuke the great will accept your offer hahaha!”.
At last…he didn’t even thank them…. -_-
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You sighed with contentment as you walked to stroll a bit to refresh yourself before going to bed.You decided to go and relax at the engawa (veranda).But when you go there,oh-how much did you regret your decision…
You found that boar mask man,sitting at the edge of the engawa with his legs dangling over it.You almost turn on your heels to go back to your room until you noticed something strange….
Inosuke,or what you believe to be his name,wasn’t wearing his boar mask as he usually does.He just sit there staring off into the distance with no aware that you were watching him.
And not to mention that you almost slipped on your feet once you saw his face.His face-was just so feminine that you almost thought for a second that he was a girl covering her body to look like a boy-
You were debating with yourself for quite a moment about should you go to him or not that you didn’t noticed him slowly turning back as if he feels like someone was watching him.
He yelped in surprised once he saw you, “What are you doing here!?”
You also immediately shot your head to look at him, jumped. “Huh?Me?I-um,I was-I was just about to sit and relax at the engawa for a bit!But I didn’t know that you were already here so I was just planning to leave.” You excused yourself quickly.
He eyed you,feeling suspicious-looking at you from head to toe before meeting your gaze. “Then who stopped you?Just come and sit.” He said.
You were surprised that he didn’t yelled or shouted at you this time.But you sure won’t complain-you wouldn’t want to make him mad and just shouted at you again.
“So-why are you here?” You asked as you sit down.Decided to ease the tension a bit.
“I don’t know” He answered,looking down at his lap.Seems like your plan didn’t work-what about this one?
“Inosuke” You called, “Why do you become a demon slayer?” You asked as you turned your head to face him.
“H-how did you know that I was a demon slayer!?” He demand suddenly,and loudly.
You blinked, “Um…it was pretty obvious since your blade can make the demon disintegrated…And that kind of blade normally belongs to a demon slayer.” You explained,hoping that he would understand.
“Oh-right,and well-I just met a normal demon slayer in my mountain.I asked him for a fight and he loses,that’s when I heard about the final selection and become a demon slayer.” He said and your eyes widen.
“Your mountain?” You repeat.And he blinked at you before nodding.
“Yeah,what’s wrong with that?” He asked.You shook your head.
“Nothing, just a bit surprised.” You answered,remember your conversation with Akira,perhaps he is really the one who Akira spoke about…You thought to yourself-deciding not to tell Inosuke about this in case it make him mad or even worse-make him praise himself again….
Inosuke doesn’t speak anything after that for about 1 solid minute,he just stare intently at you all the time which start to make you feel a bit uncomfortable…
“Um…” You started,shifting a bit in your seat. “Wh-”
“Tell me” was all he spoke,and that suddenly make you realized that he was waiting for you to tell him about how you become a demon slayer.He wanted to ask but is too stubborn to speak it himself-this make you smile and chuckled.
“Sure thing,well- (You start telling your own story of how you became a demon slayer.I want to leave this to your own imagination about your past.Inosuke will listen to every single bit of your story no matter how short or long it is,please enjoyed <3)”
“I see” He answered, “Interesting story” he added and you laughed.
“You think so?” You asked him,and he nodded.This make you smiled.
“….Do you have any family?” He questioned suddenly,you must admitted that this has taken you aback.
“(Yes or no,up to you!)” You answered, “And you?”
“I don’t…I can’t even remember my own mother’s face…” He said,there was a hint of sadness behind his voice.You looked at him before sighing-
“Gosh-Don’t be so dramatic.You are not the only one who’s lost,I’ve met a 5 years old boy who’s also lost his father about a year ago-Even that little boy is stronger than you” You said,standing up while shook your head gently. “The great Inosuke shouldn’t be weak like you,should he?” You asked,looking at him one last time before you’re about to turn and walk away.
“I’ll just go to bed now-Goodnight,weak.”
“Hey!Who did you just called ‘weak’ !?” He cried after you’ve just took a few steps.Seizing your wrist tightly,the sudden movement make you lose your balance.Inosuke tried to stop your fall by pulling you to him-but how accidentally it ended up with you sitting on his lap,eye’s wide filled with shocked and surprised.
You and him stayed there in that position for a moment,you felt your cheeks heat up bright red as you’re still shocked about what just happened before you pulled yourself together and make yourself get up from his lap.Ignoring how comfortable and warm he is or how you wanted to stay there for a little longer-But it is too embarrassing for you •///•
“I-I-I think I will just go to bed now!Sleep well!” You quickly said before turn on your heels and immediately bolted to your room.Leaving him still sitting there,dazed and embarrassed.Dark red coloured itself into his face as he stared at his palm and think back to that moment earlier…
As you soon as you reached your room.You immediately fall to the mattress and stared at the ceiling,thinking.
‘He was just a friend,he was just a friend,he was just a friend,but wait-when exactly did I counted him as my friend?’ You thought,then pull a pillow to shove your face into it,blushing hard.
You were screaming inside as you felt so restless, ‘I cannot think straight anymore…’ was your last thought before you forced yourself to sleep and just forget it…
But can you really?Sorry but I’d say no.Honey-look at you,your face are still dusted with pink even when you told yourself to forget it! owo
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When the next day came… -~-
You woke up,feeling tired and sore from yesterday’s work.Being a demon slayer sure is very hard and tiring-and you know you have to get up now or else your crow would come and wake you…
(which you surely didn’t want that,you wouldn’t want your crow to came barking at you to wake up,would you?)
But as you started to get conscious as you stretched your tired muscles a bit?Oh darling-you mind just take you back to that sweet,embarrassed memories you’ve just witnessed yesterday-
You cheeks immediately went dark red again when you recalled it.You shook your head and slapped yourself internally once again before you got up and get ready for the day…
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You walked out of the house after you went to say goodbye to the owners of the house.They we’re still sleeping soundlessly together with their daughter sleep in the middle and got squeezed warmly by her parents on both of her side.This make you smile before you decided to write a not and leave it on the table instead.
You met with Inosuke once you slide the door open,you felt yourself blushing once your eyes met with his frame.He turned back to look around and trust me,this boy also got a little bit of pink tinted in his face.He quickly look away,decided to avoid eye contact with you.
You greeted him awkwardly,and he greeted back.An uncomfortable silence fell between the two of you as you walked away from the house.After a while,your crow came fluttering its wings toward you and Inosuke.(Your crow’s name) immediately plopped itself on your shoulder.It surely does notice that something’s off as you don’t welcome it as you normally do.
“Your next mission is at Tsuzumi mansion!You two did well in your last mission so we decided that you two should go and do another mission together!Now,don’t be lazy and keep going until you reached your next destination!” Yelled the crow before it opened its wing and flew off into the clear sky.
You two stay there gawkily before Inosuke decided to break the silence, “So…Uh-We’ve to do another mission…together?” He began slowly while glancing at you.You nodded your head stiffly.
“I…guess?” You answered back.And he bit his lip hesitantly.
“I…Yesterday…was-um…actually just an accident…” He state nervously,and you turned your head to fully look at him.
“Yeah…it was…I’m sorry for that…” You added too,and he shake his head.
“Nah it’s alright…it’s um-like I said, just an accident” He spoke.You giggled a bit at how stubborn he is to just properly apologize.
“W-Why are you laughing!?What’s so funny!?” He bristled with his face getting a bit more red as he heard your laugh.He won’t admit that he likes it when you laughed or even just simply smile. 😏
“Nothing!You were just so cute looking like that!” You stated happily with a small smirk when you saw him blushing.He got even redder at that- >///<
“C-cute!?Who!?Me!?” He asked,pointing at himself for confirmation while whipping his head around to see anybody else.
“Yes you~It’s you stupid brain!You’re so dumb!” You teased.
“What!?” He cried and you laughed,run in front of him before stopped.
“You like competition right!?Then come and catch me if you can!” You cried,turning and continued to run away.
“Ha!Bold of you to challenge me!Let me tell you first-I will not lose!” He shouted back as he chase after you to catch up.
This is sure would be such a long,long journey….
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Finished ! 💖 Guys-I finally finished this series ! ♥️ Yas !!!!! ✨
It’s been so much fun writing ! 💕 I hope you guys enjoyed it as much as I do writing it ! 💝 And I was wondering -
Is it ok if I take a break for 2 or 3 weeks or more ? I want to reward myself a bit and I also want to collect more ideas and information ! 💗
Like - I won’t be posting any work , but still here to chat / talk or play ask game / tag game or whatever ! ❤️ Just no story writing ( but maybe except for some quick imagines or short scenario - I don’t know owo )
But please know this - No Nsfw , Lemon , Smut please ! I won’t accept any of this - pls understand
And one more thing ! I think I’ll stop the posting every Sunday - after doing this series I feel like I want to write whenever I feel like it . Like I wanted to write because I wanted to write not because it’s time to write . Something like that - I hope you guys would understand ! 🥺💞
Now , thank you so much , please have a lovely day / night everyone ! Do not forget to take care too love ! <3
I do not own the art (s) nor the character (s) ! Credits to the artist ! 💗
-With love,BamBam🦢🌙
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6sakusa · 4 years ago
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‘8 hours’ part 3, suna rintarō.
part 2
warnings : pregnancy, mentions of abortion.
“congratulations, you’re pregnant.” the doctor announced with a smitten smile but her face faltered as she realised your lack of reaction, your face was stiff and the way your eyes were glossing over it was obvious that you were doing your absolute best to hold back your tears. she glanced over to your neighbor akari who was almost as shocked as you were, of course no one could have anticipated this but thinking back on it you realised the signs were all there. your constant nausea, your stomach pains, your fluctuation of appetite, in all honesty you cursed yourself for not knowing.
“how many months?” your eye were fixated on your hands as you fiddled around with your fingers, akari watched you with worry but didn’t say anything, she knew you were hardly processing the entire situation otherwise you would’ve burst into tears already. it wasn’t as if you were overly sensitive but she could tell from this whole ordeal that either ; suna wouldn’t be ecstatic to raise a child with you or that the two of you had broken up. she hoped it was the latter because she would sure as hell be prepared to burst into his apartment and demand him to own up to his responsibilities.
she had never necessarily been on good terms with your ex-boyfriend, the first time she’d met him was when she’d walked in on the two of you making out on your couch after she’d popped into your apartment to ‘borrow’ some sugar. the whole situation was the epitome of awkwardness, she froze when she realised what was going on, her brown orbs locked onto his green ones right before he proclaimed “there’s a weird brunette chick going into your kitchen.” before you turned to see akira you heard her voice as she responded “nice hookup y/n” with a smirk. and of course suna was offended that she had referred to him as a mere one night stand, the next twenty minutes was spent watching the two of them fling insults at each other as you watched in amusement. thinking back on it, if akira had told her self that you’d be here, in this situation now, she would have never believed it, but alas, life was full of unpredictability and at any time it was ready to slap you in the face.
“a month...” the doctor muttered out, voice fading towards the end, it was obvious that she had caught wind of the atmosphere engulfing the waiting room, no one seemed pleased about this situation and now it felt out of place to use the word ‘congratulations’. she shot you a sympathetic look before desperately excusing herself and retreating back to her duties, of course that wasn’t before slipping in a customary “feel free to come to me if you have any questions, ask for doctor ito.”
as the minutes passed akira let out a soft sigh catching your attention and in that moment you realised the severity of the situation. how were you meant to look after an entire child? you were just a mere university student with no stable income, and the money you did earn was only enough to keep yourself afloat. you were most definitely not ready to be a mom, were you even cut out for it? the last thing you wanted was to run back to your parents and ask them for money considering you never had the best relationship with them, especially your mother who was the reason you were so excited to leave home and go off to university in the first place.
“what am i gonna do?” you buried your head in your hands allowing the tears to finally roll out, never in your life did you think you’d be this careless, and to make matters worse you and suna had broken up two weeks ago, the picture perfect family ideal you always had in your head since young was shattered.
“do you want to keep it?” akira asked nervously causing your head to snap towards her “what? w-what are you saying?” you worded between sobs, your hands furiously wiping away at your eyes.
“well you know… abortion is always an option, you don’t have to do this to yourself y/n, not if you don’t want to.” she studied your face to gauge your reaction and immediately she could tell that it was off the table. she broke eye-contact with you, a sudden interest in the bland walls arising as she averted her eyes to them.
“i can’t.” you bit down on your lip at the thought of it. “i’m going to keep it, i can drop out of university maybe? i can look for a job - yes i’ll look for a job a-and i’ll pay off my student debt later, and i’ll move to a smaller place with lower rent so i can have enough money to keep us afloat, i can-“ akira placed her hand over yours at your rambling, it was a successful attempt to snap you out of it. it was clear that you were in the midst of a nervous breakdown and the last thing she wanted was you making decisions when you weren’t in the right state of mind.
“look, you have 8 more months to think about this, i’ll help you sort something out, the last thing you want is to be stressing.” she held a soft and caring tone that you had only identified in a few people in your life and you couldn’t help but feel a sense of calmness wave over you. it contrasted to the usual banter between the two of you, you were both often a chaotic duo who had to be under supervision half the time, you had rarely had serious conversations between the two of you even though you knew a lot about eachothers lives.
“no — i can’t ask you to look after me, you’ve been a good friend akira, this isn’t the time for me to burden you.”
“don’t say things like that, there’s a reason we call each other a friend, let’s go home and we can figure the entire situation out.” she brought her hand to your back in a comforting rhythm. maybe it was because you hadn’t been in suna’s arms for a while that you were touch starved or maybe you were just naturally drawn to the girl but you melted into her touch as she helped you to her car.
“you’ll be fine y/n, everything is going to be just fine.” you weren’t sure if you believed her but you wanted to more than anything, all you could do is have faith.
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erismerald · 4 years ago
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𝓐𝓷𝓰𝓮𝓵 (Ryo Asuka x plus size reader) 𝓟𝓪𝓻𝓽𝓮 2
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Part one
And finally here is the second chapter of my new ryo fanfic, I hope you like it and enjoy it, soon I will bring the third chapter. I LOVE YOU IMMENSELY <3<3<3<3
𝓦𝓪𝓻𝓷𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓼 : none maybe fluff 
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Some weeks passed and you, Akira and Ryo spent hours investigating demons, it was scary to think that anyone could be a demon and you didn’t know, however it was funny to be you taking care of Akira or Ryo whenever they got hurt, you felt like you were still 8 years old.
You left school and it was already dark, it was raining a lot ‘I love the rain but it could stop raining a little until I got home’ you thought while you opened your backpack looking for the umbrella.
You opened it and walked putting the earphones and opening in the spotify, the street was calm, it was relaxing to see the rain fall and to see the reflection of the light in the water pools, but it was still scary.
Lost in your thoughts you didn’t notice that a car had stopped right next to you, distracted you looked and scared when you saw the door opening next to you, you looked inside the car and recognized the white coat and the cigarette smell.
“Ryo? What are you doing here?” you asked confused because you saw him there, you looked at the back of the car, but he wasn’t there.
“Akira asked me to pick you up, he won’t be home tonight and we have work to do” Ryo said with one expression would be
“O-oh I get it” you got in the car putting the bag in the back seat, and you noticed a black sports bag “What’s in there?” you asked
“Clothes for you, let’s spend the night out, let’s go to the coast area, I have information of strange activity there” he said not taking his eyes off the road
“But I didn’t warn Miki-” you said picking up the phone but you were interrupted
“She knows you’re with me, she said you went to spend the weekend with a friend and forgot to tell her,” Ryo said taking the vape pen.
“You really should stop smoking that thing, it’s not good for you” you said leaning your head on your arm looking out for the lights and for rain hitting the window
“Want to try it out?” Ryo said stretching the pen in your direction you could see his smile even though you didn’t look directly at him “Okay, but that’s only because I never expressed anything like that,” you said, picking up the pen by putting it in your mouth, inhaling and feeling the smoke going down your throat, choking on feeling the smoke coming out your nose.
Ryo laughed when he saw your reaction, he took the pen out of your hand and made the same movement you had made, he was used to it so it wasn’t strange to him nor did he make you choke.
“Don’t mock me! arghh” you protested about his reaction
“Don’t worry, I will teach you not to choke,” he said, breathing out the smoke through his lips.
At that moment your heart stopped, the street light, the wind entering the car through the window, the sound of rain, the smoke coming out of his mouth, his serious look concentrated on the road…this sensation made your heart accelerate, you felt your face burn…he was hypnotizing.
“What was it?” he asked softly
“N-nothing” you said by looking away and continuing to look at the lights, feeling your body relax and fall asleep
𝓡𝔂𝓸 𝓟𝓸𝓿
It was very calm, I looked to the side and saw her sleepy face, I pulled the car to the side of the road and put my coat over her…In so few weeks I got to know her again, it was strange to have her around at the beginning, but now…. Now I feel that I need her by our side, I touched her face with my fingers, she looked tired, I don’t blame her after so long spending nights awake studying and investigating more about demons it’s natural that her body needs to relax.
I got out of the car and leaned on the hood, took a cigarette out of my pocket and took the opportunity to smoke before continuing the trip, I don’t want the smoke to wake her up.
In a few minutes I got in the car and continued traveling, I could already smell the sea nearby, we should be almost there, I looked at her at a glance and felt my heart accelerate her hands were grabbing my coat pulling it closer to her.
I ignored this feeling and fixed my eyes on the road… it was the first time I felt like this because I saw her do that, am I gaining weaknesses?
“Fuck Y/n what are you doing to me” I sighed
𝓨𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓟𝓸𝓿
It was all dark, the only thing you can remember was a silhouette, with several wings, blond hair and two crystalline blue eyes? you saw the silhouette walking towards you, when it was close enough it raised its hand to your face, its touch was soft and sweet like an angel? you closed your eyes and felt tears fall on your face.
“Y/n…” his voice, you recognized that voice…
You woke up in shock, you looked at the window and saw the immense ocean illuminated by the moon, you looked around you and saw Ryo sitting on the hood of the car, you could see the smoke coming out of his mouth, in just one gesture he threw his cigarette to the ground and put it out with his foot.
He turned around and saw your face awake:
“I was going to wake you up, come on, we’re here” he said, opening the trunk of the car and removing a suitcase similar to yours, and a larger bag, to be honest it seemed a little suspicious, but good we’re talking about Ryo, surely he brings weapons in there.
You got out of the car and you walked and you removed your suitcase following him to the hotel entrance. It was a small hotel, it was more a hostel than a hotel, it was right by the beach, and it had a fantastic view, it seemed cozy, but why would a demon choose a place like this to attack?
They entered the reception of the small hostel and were soon received by a lady with black hair, her clothes were traditional, she looked at us and smiled:
“Good evening, how can I help you tonight?” she asked, her voice was soft as a bird’s song
“Good evening” Ryo smiled and said “We wanted a room” You looked around the place, you had a small sale of souvenirs and postcards, you looked again at ryo who was still talking to the lady, you approached to listen better “Yes a double room please” DOUBLE?! you felt your face burning “Ahm…we don’t have rooms with separate beds I apologize” she said looking at the computer screen, 'Please ma'am can you check again’ you yelled internally
“Don’t worry, we’ll take the room anyway” Ryo said smiling and stretching his hand to get the room key, the lady smiled and opened the drawer taking the room key and handing it over
“Have a nice stay,” she said before we retired to our room “We stayed in room 306 is on the top floor” He said walking, and opening the elevator, you remain silent feeling your face warm and your breath accelerated, Ryo looks at you at a glance and smirks “I promised Akira I wouldn’t let you out of my sight for a second, he’ll be here by the end of the afternoon” The elevator stopped and opened on the floor of your room.
the rest of the way to the room was quiet, why were you feeling nervous after all? For him you were just a childhood friend, there was no reason to be nervous, still lost in your thoughts you two had reached the room.
Ryo opened the door and the room was really cozy, it was rustic style, there was a bed in the center of the room on the wall,  a balcony that you could see the ocean, there was a small bathroom, it wasn’t a luxurious room but it was a perfect room to sleep in.
You put your bags down and walked to the window that led to the small balcony, it was still raining but the view was fantastic.
“You stay here, if you feel like it, I’ll take a look at the area, try to go to bed early please” Ryo said taking something from inside the bag, and without being able to answer he had already left the room.
You took a deep breath and looked once more through the window before you walked towards the suitcase and picked up some clothes and towels to go to bath.You turned on the light and opened the hot water and let the bathtub fill up while you undressed… you looked at your body in the mirror…  "It’s natural that no one wants to look at me differently, no one finds someone like me attractive" you said, looking at your body… you were always very insecure, you were always ashamed of how inferior you felt to other girls, for not having a big breasts or an angelic body, you looked down to your thighs… you could still see some scars from some cuts you had made months ago, something that no one knew and would never know….
Your body trembled as you felt the hot water covering you, it felt good to have a moment to rest, in the midst of all that demon-hunting, you threw your head backwards feeling your muscles relaxing because of the hot water.
“Why did I have to have these feelings for him…” You sighed
Minutes passed by, you got out of the water and wrapped your body in the towel leaving your wet hair to dry naturally, you opened the door carefully, Ryo hadn’t arrived yet, you took advantage of that moment to let your body fall into the bed, you faced the ceiling, you still felt your heart jumping because you knew you were going to sleep in the same bed as Ryo, of course for him it made no difference but for you it was something you never thought you would do with him.
You put on a hoddie and some shorts and opened the balcony, you leaned your body against the parapet and watched the reflection of the moon in the ocean was enchanting, you thought about your dream earlier, who would that person be?
𝓡𝔂𝓸 𝓟𝓸𝓿
It was almost midnight, I managed to find some traces of demons in that area, tomorrow morning I’ll investigate a little more, I entered the hotel and everything was very calm.
I opened the bedroom door, it was all dark, I looked at the bed waiting to find Y/n sleeping, but her body wasn’t there, I looked around the room… until I saw her silhouette on the balcony, her wet hair, her body just covered by the hoddie she was wearing, without intention my gaze traveled through her body the way she was leaving my body tense, she seemed hypnotized by the moon, I walked without making much noise and put myself beside her
“The sea is more beautiful this time of year” She was frightened by my comment
“R-ryo, I didn’t realize you had arrived” she said with a slightly embarrassed smile, her hand was resting on her chest, my eyes went through her body, but something called my attention… scars… She noticed what my eyes had seen and turned forward pulling the hoddie down. “So how did the investigation go?” she asked before I could talk about the scars that marked her body
“It went well… I found out that there really are traces of demons here, tomorrow morning we’ll take the chance to investigate a little more” I said by taking a cigarette out of my pocket and putting it in my mouth
“Oh of course…” she said turning her gaze forward, I looked at her discreetly, a sudden urge to touch her invaded my body… I can’t do it, I can’t do it at all, it will just distract me from my main goal. but for some reason I can’t control my body, I try to control myself but I can’t anymore…
𝓨𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓟𝓸𝓿
You felt the sea breeze, the waves crashing against the rocks, it was a sound that left you calm, you closed your eyes to feel a little more of this peace, when you opened your eyes again, you turned to Ryo but his gaze was already turned to you without you knowing.
“R-ryo?” His body approached yours, his hand touched your face lightly, putting a lock of hair behind your ear, his fingers ran across your face until you reached your jawline, his eyes intertwined with yours, you felt your heart beating fast, it was like a dream, his fingers wandered around your neck, down to your shoulder.
“Turn around” he whispered in your ear, you were hypnotized by him and without thinking twice your body reacted of its own accord, you turned your body leaving your back to him.
His hands continued to go down your body to your waist hugging you from behind, his head landed on your shoulder, raised his hand dragging your hair to the side. Without realizing it, you closed your eyes until you felt his lips on your neck, making you shiver at his touch. His kisses kept going up until your ear came up.
“I don’t know what you’re doing to me, but I wasn’t supposed to have these reactions towards you” he stopped “let me hold you tonight, I… I just want to feel you close to me” you couldn’t say anything just nodded and turned to him.
He took you in his lap and took you to bed, where he laid you down carefully as if you were made of glass, he lay down beside you pulling you close to him, you put your head on his chest, feeling his heart, his arms wrapped you, in a short time you felt your gaze getting heavy and finally you fell asleep.
You felt the sun hitting your face, you opened your eyes with difficulty due to the clarity in the room, you looked away and didn’t see anyone, in a flash your memory remembered the events of last night, you blushed violently looking up.
“Why did he do that?”
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laraplisetski · 4 years ago
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Dating Yūtarō Kindaichi
A/n: Hello:), I'm back. Have my fav boi Kindaichi that gives off Kageyama's sweet ex vibes that's really happy to see him grow. Anyways I hope you enjoy and sorry for any mistakes beforehand (I try to re check but sometimes they slip my mind :) Also I’ve been moping around sorry for not updating.
List of people left from the dating headcanons series.
Akira Kunimi #13 Kentarō Kyōtani #16
Words: 1200+
Tags: @imthatchishiyasimp, @kekozume​
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I’m screaming
Imma make y’all a volleyball player for this. Please don't be mad.
Seijoh went to another school for a practice match, so after winning, as they were going out of the school they saw a volleyball match going on.
They all decided to look and at that same point you scored a point by doing a awesome fucking float serve.
Kindaichi immediately fell in love like 
And then after you guys finished practicing, this cute guy came up to you to ask for your number and you recognized him because, ‘he's Kindaichi right from Aoba Johsai’.
So after you two got to know each other for a bit you guys started dating.
Random dating hcs time cause I suck at formatting all my points!
Okay okay, I remember reading a headcanon about Kindaichi that he likes to do gardening and yes?
Like why is that so perfect for him.
But anyways.
You would go to Kindaichi's house for a study session and after you two were done, Kindaichi's mother made some snacks for both of you and suggested you two go sit out in the garden.
So you two went and sat in the garden and then you noticed all of these flowers like growing
(I'm sorry if this sentence is inaccurate I've never done gardening in my life)
And they were very well maintained and looked very fresh and beautiful, so you asked him if his family had hired someone to be their gardener.
And Kindaichi opened up about his hobby and how he tends to the garden after coming back from school.
After that you two tend to just sit at home and do gardening.
It's so cute I swear.
Also have I ever said Kindaichi’s a fucking simp.
Like I'm not even kidding.
This man just loves everything about you and hes so fucking soft for you and ahhhh.
When your anniversary grows near he invites you over to his house for dinner and gifts you a flower he grew specifically for you. 
He's such a sweetheart.
Also he just looks like you like you're the most perfect person in the world and it really shows.
Like his eyes just sparkle when he sees you and it's so noticeable.
Like all his teammates are like he's whipped.
I- okay.
So one time this boy accidentally hit you with a ball while practicing one of his spikes.
And then he felt bad and he started apologizing non-stop for it and he started sulking. 
So to make him feel better you just pulled him in for like a soft kiss and he literally melted after that.
He gives like the softest kisses and it's just so cute and he cups your face so softly and tenderly like you're made of glass.
but-
okayhaveyouseenkindaichishandslikeomgg
Like his hands are so big and like when you hold his hand and like ahhh
I'm short circuiting. 
(Okay so I'm back after an hour.)
But imagine if you hold his hand and your hand is just so soft against his cause his hands are rough but he's so gentle when holding your hand and he tries to be careful so as to not hurt you.
Also cuddling with this man is heaven cause he's so big and he would just engulf you.
He would also love to be the small spoon case he's a baby.
On top of that he's too afraid to give you nicknames and baby is just too soft to handle them.
But unlike Kindaichi you have like two set nicknames for him.
Sweetheart is used on a daily basis and casually,
And baby is used when he's sad. 
Talking about nicknames you have a habit of addressing people with honey, for example.
‘Honey, you seem to have dropped your wallet’.
Kindaichi got jealous of this in the beginning of the relationship but now he's come to terms with it and knows that it's just part of habits.
Okay so cooking.
Actually ngl Kindaichi's sorta bad at cooking.
He likes to cook and he wants to get better at it.
Also fun fact he definitely plants some vegetables too and he definitely insists that his mom uses some of those vegetables when cooking.
And she cant say no cause the vegetables he grows are perfect, like how.
After the masters cooking some time later, he definitely cooks something and sets up a fancy dinner date.
Like yk in those movies with candles and like all that shit.
Also this boy is so pure.
One time someone on the other team was being sarcastic and being quite rude to Kindaichi.
Now as his s/o Its your job to beat up the piece of shit who was making fun of him.
‘Queue sarcastic remark’ from one of the other teams players.
But before you could go and like 
Kindaichi was like, ‘Oh thank you!’
And like my point is the boy doesn't understand sarcasm and like it takes him a while to understand it.
Also Also
(This is kinda derived from my cat so if you don't have a cat then-)
Okay so Kindaichi's popular with your cat.
Surprisingly when he came over to your house for the first time your cat didn’t scratch him.
She rubbed herself against his leg a little bit and went on her way.
You were so shocked that you had to sit down and that was the point where you were like,
‘I have to marry this boy- wait it’s too soon for marrying.’
He has like this gift with animals, every animal he comes across likes him.
Like one time you guys saw a crow sitting in the backyard everyday.
That crow was known to peck and terrorize older people.
Kindaichi went in the backyard and you had no time to warn him about the crow-
Somehow the crow liked him as well and now it stays in your backyard 24/7 and gets lunch at a fixed time or gets mad.
Also whenever you go out in the backyard, the crow likes to caw at you and sit on your head.
Fun fact the crow and your cat are best friends.
hurray
Bonus point: I think we all know this but Kindaichi’s very down to earth and humble and I think that's mainly because of his family atmosphere and all the people he's been around.
When his mom first heard when he got a s/o she was worried because she was worried that you would be a bad influence on him but when she met you, she was relieved cause she saw that you cared for him a lot and weren't really a bad person.
(But she thinks you gotta work on reducing your cursing...oops)
Talking about his mom, she babies her son a lot.
Kindaichi gives off ‘the innocent only child or the youngest child’ vibe
I'm sorry if Kindaichi has any siblings.
But like as I was saying he's babied a lot and he’s lowkey a mama's boy like he doesn't like to admit it but he is-
Because of being babied a lot he's a bit disorganized but it's not that big of an issue.
aNywAyS bYe.
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foryoumyheroes · 4 years ago
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Kuroo’s S/O is a Phantom Thief
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[Persona 5 x Haikyuu!!]
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A/N: asdfgh I’m sorry Haikyuu has just been taking over every corner of my mind. This is so self-indulgent, this is my own version of emergency requests because today was a sad day and I didn’t do so well on my quiz.😔 It’s been a while since I’ve refreshed a lot of my memory on P5 BUT IM STILL OBSESSED WITH IT , so apologies if I get anything wrong! This also uses Akira as the Protag’s name. 
Warnings: This uses they/them pronouns as usual, but if you are familiar with P5 canon, it does hint that Kuroo’s S/O is afab because of how Kamoshida is and how he acts :// Also, especially if you aren’t familiar with P5, hints of harassment, violence, and sexual assault might come up until the bullet point “Now that the context is over.” There’s nothing explicit, but you guys deserve that warning! 
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Here’s some ✨backstory✨: 
He was probably just an huge fan of Kamoshida, your school’s volleyball coach and former Olympic medalist, growing up. So much so that he almost went to Shujin but ultimately decided on Nekoma in the end. 
That’s probably how the two of you met. You were on your school’s vball team and your schools were having practice matches with one another. His eyes probably went 👁️👁️ while his brain went brrr when he first saw you and you spiked a ball in his face because he was too busy staring at you and your form to notice the ball come flying at his nose at 5000 mph. Like oh my god are you an angel. Your form is so fluid yet strong and your jumps take you so high--BAM!  
You two ended up trading contact info as you took him to the nurse’s office and ✨the rest is history✨
Used to fangirl over Kamoshida every time he came to pick you up at your school and got you to introduce him. He got an autograph and hung it up in his room. 
That being said he does think it’s kind of strange that Shunjin Academy has such a weak volleyball team. He’s like asdfghj he feels so bad for saying it, but some of your teammates get knocked back from a single receive and you get bruises all over? At first he thinks it’s because Kamoshida legitimately tries to work you guys to the bone and then as years go by you get more solemn and quiet about your team.  
You do that stubborn Y/N Main Character Thing™ where you keep everything to yourself because you don't want to worry anyone and it drives Kuroo insane. 
He’s the type that tries to take care of the people that he values (as seen when he nags/checks up on Kenma) and seeing you physically hurt or emotionally closed off would honestly affect him personally. He wants to help and he wants you to confide in him, but all he can do is nag you about taking care of yourself the moment you see him because you’re becoming more distant. 
After a while, he thinks that it’s his fault because his parents’ history still affects him. 
Then one day it comes crashing down when you come crying your eyes out to him that you’ve been kicked off the volleyball team because you fought back against Kamoshida and ran off and Kuroo sees red. He’s shaking with anger. 
He’s a scorpio so of course all of his emotions are at full force when he hears you crying loudly on the couch after Kamoshida’s attempt and he’s split between wanting to commit murder on your former coach and comforting you. 
You tell him everything: how Kamoshida abuses the team, how he always molests the girls, how he started out nice to you because of your skills but recently everything escalated and Kuroo’s heart just drops. 
He says, “We need to tell the authorities!! Your principal!!” and that just makes you cry harder because no one would believe you and that your principal is already covering for Kamoshida. 
Kuroo honestly thinks that he failed you because he didn’t do anything earlier. He was expecting something, but never took the first steps and he legitimately ties to make up for it by hovering over you the next few weeks. 
That night he immediately rips up his Kamoshida autograph and throws it in the shredder. 
He moves practice to an hour later to have time to pick you up and take you to Nekoma, he takes you straight to your home every night, and spends his weekends and free time with you. This was routine for several months until tournaments turn up and he has to regretfully spend time away from you.  
Legitimately almost beat up Mishima because he was spreading rumors about you but you held your 188 cm cat back. 
[One day he walks to Shujin and to your classroom because you weren’t at the gates waiting for him strangely? You turn around and he sees you with three other people which puts him on edge because after Kamoshida people in your school avoided you like the plague. 
You just turn when you hear him open the door and you actually smile at him genuinely. 
“Hey, Tetsu, this is Ann and Ryuji -- they’re victims of Kamoshida too. And this is Akira, the new kid. They’re my new friends.”]
Then you spend more time away from him while he busies himself with upcoming competitions and he swears that something’s up, but you’ve promised to be honest with him now and he’s too busy with the Nekoma team to really press it out of you. He’s going to “accidentally” hit  Kamoshida’s face the next time he sees him on the court. 
And then Kamoshida voluntarily publicly admits to his crimes, resigns, and goes to jail and while he thinks it’s strange he celebrates with you. 
Afterwards, Kuroo swears that you’re a new person. Not changed, but definitely different, and he doesn’t complain because you’re smiling again, and you feel more confident and free. As long as you’re happy and your abuser is behind bars, then he’s happy. 
Now that the context is over. 
He doesn’t think much of the Phantom Thieves. He just jokes around whenever people talk about them because he thinks that it’s things out of a fairy tale. Refuses to believe their existence for the longest time while Lev is like :oooo BUT THEY ARE REAL SENPAI!! 
You even try to lay low by agreeing with him that they don’t exist. 
Kuroo: why are kids nowadays talking about these edgy power rangers. 
He feels very bittersweet when you get your new friends. In one hand, he tried very hard to have you get along with his team because in Shujin he knows that you struggled with making friends, but after you made your new friends -- which he’s happy for, he really is!! -- he can’t help but feel like you’re disappearing off the grid? 
Like you’re a lot happier now, and he’s glad that your new friends are able to bring you this freedom, but you’re becoming more busy and he’s :((( 
He suspects that something’s up though. One day he jokingly punches you in the arm and HIS FIST HURT. He thinks that you’ve been going to the gym without him and you could’ve been spotting each other this entire time. 
He gets jealous of Akira the most. Like sure, you get along with the others really well and Ryuji makes you laugh and Yusuke is pretty, you said, but you gush about your team leader the most since he’s the most skilled and Kuroo inwardly feels :/// at the sound of you praising another guy.
You’ve been dropping a lot of dates to fight in the Metaverse and Palaces and so he feels very neglected. He’s mf’ing needy!! He needs attention! 
You guys were already long distance and you’ve made it work so far, but as the Phantom Thieves became more popular as time went on, you spent more time with your friends. He misses you, but he doesn’t want to be seen as the possessive, clingy bf so he keeps his opinions to himself, especially since these were your first real friends in a while. 
Your first big fight happened when you texted him that you were busy at a study group with your friends, but he just so happened to be in the Sangenjaya district for karaoke with the owl and cat teams and as they’re walking home he sees you emerge from the bathhouse with Akira laughing your asses off. 
[”Hey, Kuroo, isn’t that [Name?],” one of his teammates say, pointing across the street at you with Akira. He gulps first and Kenma’s eyes worryingly flash to Kuroo before falling on your figure. Isn’t it suspicious that you were in a bathhouse with another guy after you said you were busy? 
YOU DON’T UNDERSTAND IT WAS FOR THE SOCIAL LINK KUROO 
“Guess you weren’t stressing over your physics exam, huh?” a voice suddenly says, beside you.
“Tetsu?”] 
You guys ended up fighting all night, but it was getting late so per your rules that you established when you first started dating, you both said sorry to each other and went to bed. Yet, the doubt never leaves. 
Honestly, after a while he does think that you might be a better match for Akira because you both lived in the same area, went to the same school, and were both terrorized by the same person. “Birds of a feather” and all that. He loves you but just wants what’s best for you 😢
He’s smart but...yeah. I’m gonna refrain from further comment. It’s that scorpio brain. He would never get that you’re a Phantom Thief until you clearly tell him. 
It either comes out when you guys are fighting again and your relationship is on the line, or you either forgot another date with him and he walks into Leblanc to see you talking with your friends. 
He tries to take your conversation outside, but you guys were discussing really urgent and couldn’t go with him, and then you guys start arguing in front of your friends and that’s ;;; awkward as hell. When it starts to escalate either you end up letting it slip that you’re a Phantom Thief or Ryuji. 
You can practically see the !!!! on top of everyone’s heads when it comes out. 
Everyone scrambles to talk over each other to cover it up but the damage was already done 😔
[Futaba: we can knock him out and pretend that he dreamed up the entire thing!! 
Everyone: Futaba, no 
Futaba yes.]
When it finally sinks in he’s embarrassed af ;;; like the entire time he was doing the provoking act on Akira and for what??? 
Then he feels relieved. He thought that you were bored of your relationship and that’s why you’ve been busier and distancing yourself.
Kuroo: thank god [Name] has just been fighting crime this entire time instead of wanting to leave me. 😊😊 (but if you did want to leave he would’ve let you go he’s not toxic!!)
Your friends were iffy about him at first, but he does prove himself to be a reliable person! They think y’all r so lovey-dovey it’s gross. 
Ryuji: every time he steps into the room for [Name] I feel 10x more single.
If he hears other students of Nekoma try to talk trash about the Phantom Thieves, he’ll legit puff out his chest, walk up to them and go, “HAAAH? WHAT DID YOU SAY?? SAY THAT TO MY FACE.”  
When you try to explain Palaces and Mementos he legit tries to argue with you 🙃🙃
Kuroo: BUT THAT DOESNT MAKE S E N S E WHERE’S THE SCIENCE BEHIND THIS. There has to be an explanation make it make sense!! 
Damn he thought you were hot before now he thinks that you’re a literal GOD ON EARTH. 
[You: [beats up a multi-millionaire in a Palace]. 
Kuroo: [tears up] real hot girl shit.]
Does your homework for you when you’re too tired after fighting Shadows all day. 
He loves Morgana the most out of all your friends!! Because... he’s a not cat. Like c’mon. 
In all truth, he’s so supportive of you!! Yeah, he was kinda disappointed that you didn’t tell him sooner, especially since he was there for you when it first started, but he truly understands your reasoning and why you kept it to yourself. He’s worried every time he knows that you’re going to fight Shadows, but can’t help but feel the sense of pride every time you come back to him. 
Kuroo wants to gloat to his team that he has such a badass S/O so much, but every time he praises you he has to cut so many details out so he just sounds like a crazy person. 
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anonymousewrites · 3 years ago
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There's a Will; There's a Way (Book 4) Chapter Twelve
Chapter Twelve: Revelations
            “I know where the Page is,” said (Y/N).
            The others widened their eyes.
            “How did you…?” asked Ango.
            (Y/N) looked down at her hand. “Sigma told me…when I tried to save him, when I held his hand. It was probably his gift.”
            “Could it be a trick?” Akira raised an eyebrow.
            “No.” (Y/N) should her head. “When it happened…the look in Sigma’s eyes…he’s not lying.”
            “Why would he tell the enemy?” questioned Ango.
            “I don’t know.” (Y/N) shrugged. It could be because Dostoevsky betrayed him, or… She could picture his defeated face. He’s broken and lost. He has no idea who he is. Maybe…he’s learning right from wrong. It’s a small hope since he works with terrorists, but…there’s a tiny bit of good in him. “I just know he isn’t lying. Not with where the Page is.”
            “Where is it?” asked Atsushi.
            “The least likely place that anyone would hide it, but at the same time, the best way to protect it,” she said. “The Page is with the Decay of the Angels’ boss.  It's with ‘Kamui.’ ”
            “Kamui?” asked Akira.
            “It’s some sort of codename. I don’t know their real name or background, but I do know they have a powerful ability and they’re the mastermind behind the Decay of the Angels,” said (Y/N).
            “Kamui…” said Kyouka. “If we defeat them, the incident would end?”
            “Yes.” (Y/N) looked at her friends with serious eyes. “Let’s defeat them, together.”
            “Hell yeah,” said Akira.
            “Then…that important Kamui person, where are they now?” asked Lucy.
            (Y/N) furrowed her brow. “I got a lot of information from Sigma. Some of it is still…blurry, out of reach. The only thing that comes to mind is the picture of a gasmask.”
            “If we can find some sort of stimulus, it’s possible you could recover more,” said Akira.
            Ango nodded. “Some sort of sting or strike would work best.”
            “Touch her and you’re dead,” said Akira, glaring and extending her claws while Kyouka nodded in agreement.
            “Well, then, how about the following?” offered Ango. “I’ll read into (Y/N)’s ability with mine. Moreover, if it causes me a sense of pain and the memories are put in order—.”
            “I’ll throw you into the wall afterwards!” chirped Akira, clapping her hands.
            (Y/N) was about to admonish her when bloodlust struck her heart. It was an overpoweringly cruel and evil emotion. Pure shadows gripped her heart like a parasite. Her own fear was swarmed by killing intent. Someone was planning murder.
            “(Y/N)?” Akira frowned and knelt next to her friend. She could see the disturbed look on her face and was concerned.
            (Y/N) stood up abruptly. “We need to leave right away.” She nearly collapsed as bloodlust flooded her again but steadied herself.
            “Are you alright?” asked Atsushi.
            “I know where Kamui is,” said (Y/N). “They’re in the middle of an assassination plot.” Her eyes hardened. “Their target is the Armed Detective Agency! They’re taking us out one-by-one!”
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            “The number you’re thinking of must be…381,882, right?” said Dazai.
            “Correct, and your number…is it 790,115?” said Fyodor.
            Dazai huffed and leaned back. “Aaah, this is no good! The number-guessing game is too easy! Ah, right. Next we could play poker from memory or—.”
            “Is it alright?” asked Fyodor, smirking.
            “What is?”
            “Nothing. I’m just worried about the Detective Agency.” He smiled with faux care. “The Agency is as beautiful as the evening sunlight. And that evening light burns out in a moment’s flicker. Now that they failed in the aerial casino…they’re also as the fallen sun.” His eyes flashed. “Do you have time to be guessing numbers?”
            Dazai blinked. “I do.” The words were stated as if obvious.
            “Oh?”
            “Well, yes. (Y/N) is out there. The sun isn’t setting on the Agency.” Dazai smiled. “She’s my light. With her, the Agency will never fall to darkness.”
            “My~.” Fyodor smirked, but a slight distaste at the reminder of (Y/N)’s being Dazai’s love left a sour look in his eyes. “It always goes back to my angel.”
            “What can I say? She’s seems my brightest hope for a better future. For the world’s better future,” said Dazai.
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            (Y/N) was overcome with emotion. The Agency now stood in Anne’s Room all together. Katai, Ranpo, Yosano, and Kunikida were free. They were back with the Agency. Ranpo had managed to bring them all together again and contact Ango before Kamui killed them. With (Y/N)’s information and the detectives reunited, hope’s flame grew brighter.
            “You’re alive!” Tears welled in Atsushi’s eyes. He launched himself and Kunikida and hugged him.
            “Akiko!” Akira grinned in relief.
            “Akira!” Yosano hugged her dear friend. She turned to (Y/N) next and embraced her. “(Y/N)!”
            “Yosano! You all made it! We were so worried!” said (Y/N).
            “I wasn’t that worried, I know you’re a badass,” said Akira, shrugging.
            Yosano rolled her eyes playfully. She knew Akira had been concerned.
            “K-Kunikida!” cried Atsushi.
            The others looked over and gasped. Where his hands should be, there were two bandaged stumps.
            “Your hands…” breathed (Y/N).
            “I’m sorry, I, uhm, didn’t know,” said Atsushi.
            “Don’t worry,” said Kunikida. “Dr. Yosano is here.”
            Yosano grinned. Her ability would heal Kunikida.
            “This is what it’s like when the Agency is all together,” said Ranpo.
            “Right. Even if we’ve no spirit, we have (Y/N). Even if we’re wounded, we have Dr. Yosano. Even if we’re taken by the enemy, we have Ranpo,” said Kunikida. “Between the six of us together, there’s nothing we can’t do. The Detective Agency, as organization, draws that strength out of us.”
            “That’s right. The enemy new that, that’s why they had to cause an incident to get us divided no matter what,” said Ranpo.
            “But we won’t move like they expect us to anymore, right?” asked Atsushi hopefully.
            “Although it’s not flawless yet…” Ranpo looked around. “Kunikida, you go search for Kenji and Tanizaki. With that, the Detective Agency will finally be together.”
            Those who can be found…(Y/N) knew that finding Dazai was impossible at this point in time. Not with Dostoevsky and the rest of the world against them.
            “Understood,” said Kunikida.
            “What will you do in the meantime?” asked (Y/N).
            “Me? Isn’t it obvious?” Ranpo grinned. “I’ll have the most interesting part of the job. I’ve waited long enough to contact ‘him.’ ”
            “ ‘Him?’ ” questioned Akira.
            “Fukuchi. The president’s old friend, the leader of the Hunting Dog’s,” said Ranpo. At the others’ alarm, he continued, “The boss was interrogated by him. He believes we are innocent. He is influential and out best bet to gaining allies to clear our name.”
            (Y/N) frowned. Maybe the Page can’t work on everyone…After all, it didn’t work on Akira. She is a criminal, though…but I trust in Ranpo. He knows best and will adapt if needed. And it could be that something in Fukuchi’s past lets him be free of that particular passage on the Page. We have no idea how it works.
            “Where is he now?” asked Akira.
            “He is going to speak in front of a gathering of world officials,” said Ranpo. “We’ll speak to him after.”
            “Sneaking onto a military encampment? Daring, I like it,” said Akira.
            “We have a chance!” said Atsushi in relief.
            It certainly seems that way, thought (Y/N), but she had a sinking feeling in her stomach.
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            Atsushi, (Y/N), and Akira waited anxiously for Ranpo to arrive. He had gone inside one of the large tents to speak to Fukuchi first. The other three had donned military uniforms over their outfits. They were standing on the large passenger ship and pretending to be workers.
            “Do you really think this is going to work?” murmured Akira to (Y/N).
            “If Ranpo thinks it will, then it has some merit,” said (Y/N).
            Akira shrugged. “Hopefully that ‘merit’ isn’t just bringing us closer to the enemy and giving us a ‘chance’ to beat them.”
            (Y/N) frowned. She has a point, unfortunately…
            “Ranpo’s here!” called Atsushi. “And someone’s with him!”
            “So the negotiation went well,” said (Y/N) with her earpiece.
            “Of course,” said Ranpo. “What about the smuggling preparations?”
            “As you ordered them,” said Atsushi. “There’s no surveillance in the city. The special Boswellian passenger ship for distinguished visitors, we can infiltrate it.”
            Fukuchi jumped onto the ship, displaying his incredibly athletic prowess. “There are far too many guards in the rooms where each country’s ambassador stays. From the Yokohama Sea to the arrival point, it’s twenty-five minutes. We’ll hide out here.” He looked around at Akira, Atsushi, and (Y/N) seriously.
            (Y/N) held back a look of confusion. Did he…No, I imagined it.
            “Y-Yes, sir,” said Atsushi, taking off his military uniform with the others.
            Akira didn’t like being ordered around, but since (Y/N) needed him on the Agency’s side, she would behave. Well…she’d at least try.
            “Do not get caught by the patrols while it’s moving. Look out for the sound of footsteps,” said Fukuchi.
            “Yes, sir,” said Atsushi.
            (Y/N) nodded.
            “Eeeeh?” Ranpo had climbed his way up. “Is someone who’s called a hero gonna get arrested just for waking around? What an uncool middle-ager!”
            (Y/N) sweat-dropped, Atsushi panicked, and Akira snickered.
            “This has nothing to do with being a hero,” said Fukuchi. “The onboard guards are security details. Therefore, their duty is not to the ship’s protection, but to their own countries. If they spot criminals, they’ll shoot without question.” He blinked. “Also, don’t call me middle-ager.”
            “But you’re a middle-ager,” said Ranpo.
            “I still have my youth! My body is still strong.”
            “Ehhh? On what side?”
            “My behind and such…”
            Akira was trying her best to avoid laughing while (Y/N) sighed and sweat-dropped.
            “H-Hang on, Ranpo!” said Atsushi.
            “What?” asked Ranpo.
            “This is a valuable alliance! Mind your language a little more…” said Atsushi.
            Fukuchi chuckled. “I don’t mind, I don’t mind! This kid, you know, he’s just jealous. This kid’s known Fukuzawa for thirteen years now, and yet that’s not even half of my time with Fukuzawa. Whether your time with him is fourteen or fifteen years, it’s absurd to think you’ll surpass me on that, isn’t it?”
            “Huuh? I’d forgotten that,” huffed Ranpo.
            Fukuchi guffawed. “With the power of your memory, isn’t it impossible you’d ‘forget,’ kid?!”
            “Either way, don’t call me kid!” said Ranpo while Fukuchi laughed.
            So this is the leader of the Hunting Dogs…? (Y/N) deadpanned as the group began traversing the ship in order to avoid possible patrols.
            “So, then, the mastermind behind everything, ‘Kamui,’ who could they be?” asked Atsushi.
            “Don’t rush,” said Ranpo. “First, join forces with the Hunting Dogs, then identify Kamui based on the military police’s classified data. Those were the president’s orders. Unlike a murder case, this time it’s not solved by knowing who the culprit is. We have to be discreet.”
            “Alright…,” said (Y/N). But we need to find out as soon as possible. We have less than ten days until they write on the back of the Page.
            “Do we even need that classified info?” asked Akira. She gestured to Ranpo. “Aren’t you super smart or some shit?”
            “Yeah!” said Atsushi. “Ranpo, you could still figure it out!”
            He grinned and pulled out his glasses. “Could it be you want to see these?”
            “Er, well,” stammered Atsushi.
            “No, of course that’s no good. How childish you are,” said Ranpo. “Although…if you really, really wanted to bend the order of my work, I’m not saying there’s no way.”
            “Is he asking for a bribe?” whispered Akira.
            “Not exactly,” responded (Y/N).
            “Yes! This is it!” Atsushi pulled out a soda bottle.
            “Have you been walking around with that?!” asked Akira.
            “Eh? Yes,” said Atsushi as if it was obvious. “When I’m working with Ranpo, I always do, just in case.”
            “It can’t be helped, huh.” Ranpo had a drink. “Well, being looked down on by an old man is no fun, either.” He smirked and put on his glasses. “Shall we keep this secret from the president?”
            (Y/N) narrowed her eyes. We’ll know who Kamui is, finally. That’s a good thing, so why does the air feel heavy around me?
Ranpo frowned in concentration as several moments passed. His eyes widened and mouth dropped open. The soda slipped from his hand and, almost in slow motion, fell towards the floor. It shattered.
            “Ranpo?” asked (Y/N) cautiously.
            He didn’t answer and walked to an emergency flare. He lit it and held it above his head.
            If he’s willing to give away our position with a smoke signal…something is very wrong!
“(Y/N),” said Ranpo, getting her attention. He had a serious face which no one present had ever seen on him. “I’m sorry. I was wrong.”
            Fukuchi brought a sword down on him.
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oh-my-may · 5 years ago
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Kunimi confessing to his waitress crush
requested: Read requests are open so could I request hc or scenario for kunimi ? The plot could be that he's been skipping practice more often than usual (lazy ass) and the guys wanna know why so they follow him after class and discover him going to a café. There he observes one of the waitress and they notice, so next day they go before him and interrogate the girl and when kunimi arrives he gets all mad and ends up confessing his feelings for her without aiming to 😂 Change anything you want! Thanks 💜
You gave me a lot to work with so thank you! I tried my best so please enjoy!
Kunimi Akira:
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Kunimi has always been a little... lazy? When he didn’t feel like playing volleyball after school he simply didn’t go to practice, what pissed off the others but frankly? He couldn’t care less.
He always found something else to occupy his mind with - be it homework he just wanted to finish, a new tv series he discovered or simply meeting with other friends.
Or, recently, getting one of his beloved salted caramel frappuccinos at the new cafe just down the street from the school, where you worked from time to time to get some money.
At first he only came for the beverage and some peace and quiet to finish his school work and just chill around, but the second time he came there he noticed you. He knew you from school but didn’t know anything else about you - until now.
He now knew your smile when you greeted your favourite guests, the way you quietly and peacefully hummed to yourself when cleaning the tables and the counter, your cute focused face when you prepared one of the drinks - No, he definitely did not develop a crush on you, absolutely not.
He also definitely didn’t come to the cafe every second day just to see you, hear your cheerful voice and have some smalltalk with you when he ordered his drink. No, he doesn’t do stuff like that (*wink, wink*).
Kunimi just liked your decent demeanor - you were a real sweetheart, not bothering anyone, not being too loud, nice to everyone and your salted caramel frappuccino was the absolute best he ever had *chefs kiss*
He started to care even less about practice, sometimes missing a whole week and the team was really not impressed. Oikawa tends to be a bit too nice with his members so it is Iwaizumi who says that they need to do something about it. Kunimi is a good player and shouldn’t lack in practice.
So the team decides to look into it and observe Kunimi at school, Kindaichi tries to adress the issue but Kunimi just brushes it off. “I feel like I’m gonna get sick, so I don’t wanna risk something by playing.”
Kindaichi actually believes it and lets the topic rest, but the other members still want to “investigate”, so practice falls flat for the day as everyone follows Kunimi down the street.
“He ditches practice... To go to a cafe?” “Well someone’s got his priorities straight.”
They position themselves outside, split in groups. Some sit at tables, others hide somewhere behind trees and bushes nearby. It’s absolutely hilarious, like the parody of an action movie. But Kunimi doesn’t notice them at all - You are the only thing on his mind as he drinks his frappuccino and tries to focus on the book he brought. But his eyes can’t help but wander to you whenever you walk by.
And of course the others notice. “Iwa-chan, I told you there was a girl behind it all~ No need to worry.” “There’s still a lot to worry about, Shittykawa. He clearly doesn’t have the balls to confess so...” “He’s gonna come here everyday, right?”, Matsukawa ends his teammates thought. Everyone agrees, so they make a plan to talk to you the next day and tell you about Kunimi, so maybe you’ll just ask him out and everything will be alright again.
Oikawa, Kindaichi and Iwaizumi take it in their hands and leave school early the next day to talk to you in peace. Your shift just started and it was barely lunch so the cafe was empty. You tried to pass time sitting behind the counter, scrolling through your phone when you suddenly heard the bell and jumped up. “Welcome! What can I do for you?”
“Oh we don’t want something to drink, instead we’d like to talk about something... A friend of ours, he comes here a lot, as we noticed.”, Kindaichi starts, but before he can continue, Oikawa starts talking: “He’s about this tall, has a cute face and an unhealthy obsession with salted caramel frappuccinos and he’s ditching volleyball practice because of you.” Iwaizumi wants so slap him so hard he’s gonna fly to Shiratorizawa, but your face finally lights up.
“Oh! Kunimi, right? I noticed he comes here often.” “Yeah, well, he does because of you.” “He is quite cute, though he seems a bit shy.”
So they talk to you about him and about volleyball and how it is important that he comes to practice because of his talent. They also try to list you as many of his good personality traits as possible so you would go out with him, but that was totally unnecessary. You were definitely willing to do so without all of this, but you weren’t sure how to approach him up until now.
“What the... What are you guys doing here?!” Kunimi comes in, eyes wide as his eyes wander from you to his team mates.
“Oh, Kunimi-chan, how fortunate that you show up here. We were just telling Y/N-chan about ... about...”
“About volleyball practice, that you’ve apparently been ditching lately. I’m sorry I was distracting you from something so important...”, you helped Oikawa out, but you just felt your cheeks getting hotter with every word you were saying. You were so glad a counter table was still between you so you had a little wall to shield you.
Kunimi thought he was being transported to hell and heaven at the same time. “You ... You were not ... distracting me!” “Clearly not, Kunimi-chan.” “Your crush is so obvious that it hurts, man.” “Just ask her out so you can focus on volleyball as usual.”
All eyes are on Kunimi as silence sweps through the room. A long minute passes like this before Kunimi looks at his team mates and says “Could you please leave? I don’t need an audience for this.”
Your blood begins to rush through your veins at an unhealthy speed when you’re alone with him and he looks at anything but you. “Your salted caramel frappuccino is really good.”, he begins. “But I think I would drink anything you make me, simply because of you...” You notice how he’s very visbibly struggling to find the right words, fiddling with his hands and hair and blushim himself.
“I’d love to go out with you.”, you blurt out before you can stop yourself, and Kunimi almost jumps at the noise and suddenness. You look at each other in shock, both your heads resembling tomatoes.
“But please something other than a coffee date, yes? I’m getting a little tired of those.”
So in conclusion, Kunimik comes to practice more regularly again and from time to time you even visit him and bring coffee for everyone along!
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yusuke-of-valla · 5 years ago
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face down in the carpet i feel safe
Gen, but you can read Shukita
TW: cursing, bleeding, self-depricating thoughts, mind control
[A/N]: @soniagiris​ welp. I stabbed the boy.
Wordcount: 1456
AO3
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It’s almost like being in a dream. Things seem perfectly normal while you’re sleeping, but when you wake up you can’t understand how you thought the 8 foot tall bats flying down the street made any kind of sense.
It’s so funny, Yusuke can’t help but laugh while Makoto tries to staunch the blood flowing from his abdomen.
“Diarahan! Diarahan! Fucking diarahan!”
“Stop, you’ll just tire yourself out.”
“It- this should work! Why isn’t it working?”
It’s his own fault, naturally. He was too slow. If he’d just dodged that Marin Karin, if he hadn’t missed the shadow earlier and allowed Ann to finish it off before this could happen, he wouldn’t have gotten hit, and he wouldn’t have gotten wrapped up in a world where it made perfect sense to attack Akira, and Akira wouldn’t have had to stab him to get him to stop.
“We’ll just have to get him to a hospital. Skull, grab his legs, we need to get him into the bus.”
“Alright. Ya hear that, Fox? We’re going to get you help. Just hold tight buddy.”
If he’s being honest, he deserves this. Yusuke had barely slept the night before. He’d sat in his room in the dark trying to paint, just fucking paint— he used to be good at this didn’t he? He used to be able to make art that meant something, that reached people right?— and if he could’ve just done the one damn thing he’s done his entire life, if he’d just been enough then maybe he would’ve been rested and wouldn’t have been such a failure. He wouldn’t have let his friends down and gotten used like that and-
“I think he’s hyperventilating? Should he be hyperventilating? C’mon Inari you’re not allowed to die on us!”
“Fox, can you hear us? Just focus on my voice, alright? It’ll be okay”
Nothing is remotely okay. Yusuke doesn’t know the last time he’d been “okay”, not really. There had been days where he could keep his head above water but he’s always been one mistake away from being lost beneath the waves. It’s only natural that his luck finally ran out.
“Is the wound… getting worse?”
“What?!”
“Shit, I think he’s right. It’s getting bigger.”
“How is it getting bigger?”
“I don’t know! We’ve been keeping him as steady as possible.”
There’s too much shouting. Too many bright lights, too much going on. He wants-
He wants to feel like himself again.
He wants to feel like a person instead of some useless thing that can’t even do the one thing he’s really good at.
He wants to feel stable, and like he knows what’s expected of him, and what he needs to do.
He wants to be back at Madarame’s.
He wants to not be so pathetic. That’s really the right word for it, isn’t? He’s a child trying to cling desperately to a lie.
It’s so fucking funny.
Yusuke isn’t sure if he’s laughing or crying right now.
“Panther, knock him out.”
“What?”
“Just put him to sleep! I’ll explain in a second, but I think he’s the one making it worse.”
“Alright. Carmen!”
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Yusuke wakes up in a hospital room. He tilts his head to see Akechi in the corner, reading a book.
Yusuke considers saying something, but the thought of talking feels like too much effort so he just watches Akechi, until Akechi looks up.
“Ah. You’re awake,” Akechi says, putting the book down and taking out his phone quickly. “How are you feeling?”
Yusuke hums noncommittally. He feels like trash, but he’s not giving Akechi that ammunition.
Akechi nods. “I see.”
Suddenly, the door bursts open and the rest of the Phantom Thieves spill into the room. 
“Yusuke!” Ann gasps. 
“Holy shit dude, don’t scare us like that!” Ryuji says. He looks like he’s been crying.
Yusuke supposes he can’t keep quiet now.
“Sorry?” Yusuke says. His voice is shaky and hoarse.
“We were so scared you…” Makoto takes a deep breath, and steadies her voice. “You lost a lot of blood, and the doctors said you’ll have to be here for at least another week, but probably a little longer.”
“Oh.” is all Yusuke can say, and really isn’t that just the cherry on top? They’ll insist on putting off any future operations for his sake now. He really is useless.
“Can you guys give us some alone time?” Akira asks. The others share a look, Futaba especially looks like she wants to protest, but eventually they all leave the room. Akira pulls up a chair closer to Yusuke, and sits down.
“Sorry for stabbing you.” Akira says.
“It was mostly my fault.” Yusuke replies.
Akira stares at him, and Yusuke isn’t sure he’s ever seen their leader truly at a loss for words. Akira’s been known to pause sometimes, to think over the best thing to say, but Yusuke’s never seen him look like this.
“I know what you’re going to say.” Yusuke says.
“You do?”
“I’ll accept my removal from the Phantom Thieves graciously, you don’t need to worry.” Akira’s eyes widen, and Yusuke tries to keep his composure. Of course this would happen, he messed up, he caused problems, which means he’s out. There’s no use keeping around someone who can’t pull their weight.
“Yusuke, no.” Akira says. “I would never dream of kicking you out, why would you even-” Akira takes a deep breath. “Alright, I can guess why, but still. That’s not true. What I was going to say was, after I stabbed you, the wound didn’t close up, no matter what we tried. And Akechi said that maybe the problem was your cognition.” Akira bites his lip. “Like, you didn’t want to be healed, or you didn’t think you should be.”
Yusuke turns away so that he’s not looking into Akira’s eyes anymore. “I… suppose my thinking was along the lines of ‘I failed, so I deserve it’,” he mutters.
“Yusuke… you didn’t fail. It was just an accident, it happens to the best of us.”
“When the others get brainwashed, they're not relentless to the point that you’re forced to stab them to get them to stop.” Because if there’s one thing Yusuke’s always been good at, it’s doing what he’s told. He’d gone after Akira with aplomb, had his hands around their leader’s neck and squeezed until Akira was forced to lash out and-
“That wasn’t you failing.”
“Then what is?” Yusuke snaps. What does he mean that wasn’t a failure? Yusuke nearly killed him, then he worried everyone because Yusuke apparently can’t be healed, so now he’s a liability in battle and-
Yusuke wants to scream. Akira is too nice. He’s never bothered by anything Yusuke does and Yusuke’s sick of it. Someone is always bothered by something Yusuke does, Yusuke can’t not fuck up somehow. Eventually he crosses one of the ten billion invisible lines that everyone but him seems to know, so why won’t Akira just tell him which ones to avoid? Why does he have to keep insisting there isn’t a point when Yusuke won’t be enough?
“Nothing.” Akira says firmly. 
“That isn’t true.”
“Yes it is.”
Yusuke rolls his eyes. “Akira, that’s absolute nonsense. There has to be a line. I could get Futaba killed. I could reveal your secrets, I could-”
“But you wouldn’t.” Akira insists. 
“You don’t know that.”
“Yes, I do. I trust you Yusuke.” Akira places a hand on Yusuke’s. “Please, trust yourself. Trust that you are doing the best you can do right now, trust that you don’t have to force yourself to be better, and trust that you’re not falling short of some sort of cosmic prerequisite for people to care about you.”
“You are a magnificent liar, Akira.” Yusuke says, drawing his hand away.
“I’m not lying.” Akira says. “Yusuke please look at me.” Begrudgingly, he does, and Akira takes off his glasses and meets Yusuke’s eyes. 
“Yusuke, I promise you, there is no way you could fail me, or any of the others in a way that would make us leave. You’re not going to be thrown away the second you’re no longer useful, alright?”
Yusuke nods. 
“And I am going to keep telling you that until you believe me. The others too.” Akira says.
Akira’s words hang in the air, and Yusuke...
A part of him wants to believe Akira.
Another part reminds him of the last time Yusuke desperately wanted to believe someone.
“Can you please go?” Yusuke mutters. “I’d like to take a nap.”
Akira stares at him, and for a split second Yusuke thinks that Akira will say no, and demand his attention, but eventually Akira nods. “Yeah, sure. We’ll be here when you wake up.
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