#HiGH&LOW

[katabay]

some more high&low sketches

[glittersparkleslady]

YALL SEE THIS??? THE AUTHOR OF WIND BREAKER IS A FAN OF TOKYO REVENGERS AND HIGH AND LOW EEEEKKK!! 🫣🫣🫣🫶🫶🫦

[thegirloffans]

Playfully/ fondly hating a character for shits and giggles is always so much fun...until an ACTUAL hater comes along and now I gotta stop you in your tracks cause uh, no no *wags finger* we are NOT the same

[simpforchuchu]

Old memories…

[littlewriterfullofwords]

Non-stop coffee

Parring: Murayama x Reader (Todoroki's sibling)

Summary: You love coffee and Murayama knows that.

Warnings:

A/N: Hello. This piece is dedicated to @rawinia, I hope you like it! I don't know if it's romantic or interesting enough, but I hope it's okay. Let me know what you think!

The paper cup disappeared into the abyss of the bin on the pavement as you walked past it on your way to the Oya High. Why were you going there? Well, you wanted to visit your brother, Todoroki. It's been some time since you spent some sibling bonding time together, and today looked like a great day to do so. Also, meeting other students of Oya High was a nice idea.

Finally, you reached the school's well-known building, and a smile crawled onto your lips immediately. This place always brought back nice memories and gave you a feeling of comfort; it felt like home even though you weren't here very often. It also taught you how to fight, thanks to your brother being a pain in the ass during training, and you didn't expect to use your skills so soon, but a person attacking you from the right quickly changed your mind. You brought your arms up to your face to protect it and quickly attacked back. You aimed for the person's nose, but it didn't end well, your wrist got closed in someone's grip and slightly twisted, making you hiss. But you knew you didn't have much time to contemplate over your pain, you had to think and fight. You quickly estimated your chances and kicked the person's knee, making them bend and fall down onto the painless leg, and then you left a shoe print on the chest. The impact of the attack caused them to fall onto their back while breathing heavily.

"Okay, stop." You heard Furuya's voice and the fighting frenzy evaporated from your body, leaving you clueless and confused, but proud deep inside. "I get it, you are good."

"Can't say otherwise." You chuckled and helped the man get up from the ground. "You know that attacking me is never a good idea."

"I do." Furuya nodded and dusted himself off. "But Murayama still thinks he can take you in a fight. But still, he's sending us every time you come here."

"Coward." You joked, knowing perfectly that the leader of Oya High was listening, as he always was. "How have you been?"

And a conversation with a vice-leader went on as you two walked towards the center of the school, where everyone liked to hang out. The moment you crossed the entrance, you were greeted warmly by everyone present and literally pulled by the arm to sit with them. Have I mentioned the feeling of home? Yeah, that's how you felt with all those people around.

"Do you guys have a kettle and hot water?" You asked out of nowhere, making everyone look at you in silence.

"Sure we do." Said Seki and got up. "I will bring it in a moment."

And he disappeared.

You chuckled at his behaviour, but you kinda got already used to that. Everyone in Oya treated you with respect and even a slight amount of fear, and all that because you were Todoroki's sibling. Okay, not everyone, Murayama was an exception. He wasn't scared of you, he was intrigued, as he liked to say. That's why he was hiding from you whenever you were around.

"There you go." Seki came back with a mug full of hot water and handed it to you with a smile.

You thanked him with a nod and reached into your pocket only to take out a bag of instant coffee. Under the supervision of the Oya student, you poured it into the mug and waited for it to melt.

"And again, you and your coffee." Todoroki came in and looked at you with disappointment in his eyes, but you smiled at him and took a sip of your drink.

"You should be used to that already." An unexpected voice answered before you could say anything, making everyone turn towards the opened window on the second floor. "You are siblings."

"Murayama." Todoroki rolled his eyes but didn't look at the leader, his eyes were focused on you. "Mind your business. And you....let's go."

Your eyes moved from your brother to Murayama, who was still hanging by the window, half of his body outside the building, his eyes watching you get up and follow Todoroki inside. His eyes focused on your coffee and watched it disappear with you in the building. The moment he lost you from his sight, he turned to Seki and raised an eyebrow. The leader had a plan...and a request.

Two days passed from your last visit to Oya High and you again were heading there. For what? Another meeting with your brother, this time to prepare a gift for your mother's birthday. You had a basic idea but wanted to talk it over with Todoroki.

The moment you appeared by the gate, Furuya greeted you with a mug of coffee in his hand that he immediately handed to you.

"Wow, thanks." You said with a smile. "Why, if I may?"

"You like it, right?" You nodded, the warmth from the coffee started to spread through your body. "We want you to feel comfortable here."

"Thank you." A smile appeared on your face, and you slowly walked to your brother's room.

It was a kind gesture and definitely made you feel welcome here.

"Quit smiling." Todoroki greeted you with an emotionless expression. "It's just coffee."

You rolled your eyes at his words, but didn't listen to him, a smile stayed on your lips as you two started talking about the present.

After around 40 minutes, someone knocked at the door, and with permission, they came in. It was Seki with a mug of another coffee for you. Saying you were confused and happy at the same time wouldn't be enough to describe what you were feeling. It's true, that you finished your previous coffee 5 minutes ago, but no one could possibly know about it. At least that's what you thought. You had no idea that Murayama was watching you from the window on the other side of the square, waiting for you to finish your coffee, only to send someone to bring you another. That was the plan he created two days ago.

After two hours, you decided to leave. Todoroki and you planned the gift and everything around it, so you were quite confident about it. During those two hours, you received coffee 4 times, always 5 minutes after you finished the previous one. It felt as if someone was watching you, but you couldn't find them.

"Leaving so soon?" While you were leaving, Murayama's voice stopped you midway.

"Yeah. We are done talking." You explained softly and looked at the leader who was sitting on the couch in the square. "Why?"

"Just asking." Yoshiki got up and stretched, then looked at you with an instant coffee in between his fingers. "What's so good about it?"

"It's tasty." You explained. "And warms me up."

"There is only sugar inside." Murayama threw the bag over his shoulder and hid his hands in his pockets. "I don't know how can you drink it. It's awful."

"I like it." You shrugged but smiled a moment later. "So you tried it."

"Not because I wanted to." The black-haired man rolled his eyes. "I had to see what's being used in my school."

You slowly nodded, a quiet hum left your lips as you watched Murayama avoid your eyes. You chuckled at his reaction but didn't say anything. Furthermore, you started to connect dots that it was him, who sent you coffee, but for now, you decided to keep it to yourself.

You might think, it was just Oya High being kind. Unfortunately, or fortunately, it wasn't that. Since your first visit to the school, whenever you met one of the students somewhere out, they gave you an instant coffee bag. Every. Fricking. Time.

"Murayama!" You decided to talk to the guy about the coffee issue.

"Me?" The man opened the door to his office and greeted you with a smirk.

"Yes, you." Without a warning, you walked into the room and immediately froze in place.

The room was filled with the boxes of your favorite coffee that you had been receiving, stored by the wall. It was more than you could comprehend.

"You....you bought it?" You turned his way and immediately noticed his smirk. "All of it?"

"Yeah." He nodded proudly. "But don't think it's because of you. The others like it too. They liked it before you."

You smiled and walked up to the window only to see that Furuya and Seki poured your favourite drink on the ground. It was too sweet for them, you could read that from their expression.

"Sure." You nodded and looked at Murayama who was watching you. "Let's say I believe you. Thank you for taking care of me."

The man only rolled his eyes and shifted in his place as if he was hiding something behind his back. And you were curious.

"What are you hiding?" You asked and walked up to him to look at what was on the counter behind him.

"Nothing." He moved to the side to cover the thing, and when you stepped the other way, he followed. "Go away."

"Show me." You insisted and tried to look over him, your hands rested on his shoulders while you lifted yourself on your toes. "Please."

"Go. Away." Murayama rested his palms against your shoulders and pushed you away from the counter.

But he didn't realise that by walking away, he opened the space behind him and exposed the thing he was hiding. The bouquet of flowers standing in the vase appeared in front of your eyes as you two walked away from the furniture making you gasp in admiration.

"Are those for me?" You asked carefully, as if scared of mistaking the situation.

"Yeah." Murayama tried to sound, and act, nonchalant when he handed you the flowers but your giggle caused his eyes to soften and cheeks turned pink. "But if you tell Todoroki, I will kick you out of here and never let in again."

You smiled widely and before leaving, you kissed Murayama's cheek. The flowers in your hands added some colour to the Oya's building as you walked through the halls with a smile. Your eyes were shining as if the miracle happened. For you, it wasn't a miracle but the happiest day. The flowers made you forget why you came to Oya today, the anger left your body and you left the school with happiness and this warm feeling in your chest.

And Murayama? He was watching you leave through the window in his office with a mug of your favourite coffee. He took a sip and immediately spit it out. Too sweet.

[jiwasaissappy]

[fujinrizings]

@pscentral event 22: 2023 wrapped

FUJIKASA’S FAVORITE OTPs IN 2023 aka ships that make me feel sick in the head [chronological order]

[the-chaotic]

「— Who fell first and who fell harder 2 」

「カオス ― This is part two of this post. I saw the first two episodes of The Worst and that was enough to start writing, lol. Just like the other one, everything is based on scenarios in my head and what I think looking at their faces and this one is also bigger than the other . 」

「pairing ― The Worst era + Bonus. 」

— Oya Koukou ,

Fujio — He fell first but you fell harder.

Tsukasa — You fell first but he fell harder.

Jamuo — He fell first and hardest.

Yasushi — You fell first but he fell harder (Good luck).

Kiyoshi — He fell first and hardest.

Nakaoka — He fell first and hardest.

Nakagoshi — You fell first but he fell harder.

— Suzuran ,

Raoh — You fell first but he fell harder.

Mercy — You fell first but he fell harder.

Binzo — He fell first and hardest.

Magoroku — He fell first but you fell harder.

Kansuke — You fell first but he fell harder.

Kamui — You fell first but he fell harder.

— Housen ,

Sachio — You fell first but he fell harder.

Eimei — He fell first and hardest.

Odajima — You fell first and hardest.

Shoji — You fell first but he fell harder.

Shidaken — He fell first and hardest.

Sabakan — You fell first but he fell harder.

Moji — You fell first but he fell harder.

— The 3 Schools Alliance ,

Amagai — You fell first but he fell harder.

Suzaki — You fell first but he fell harder.

Saboten — He fell first and hardest.

Tsudanuma — You fell first and hardest.

Sameoka — You fell first but he fell harder.

Fujin — He fell first and hardest.

Raijin — He fell first and hardest.

Reiji — He fell first and hardest.

Gandhi — He fell first and hardest.

「— Bonus Part」

「pairing ― Crows Zero 1 and 2. 」

「カオス ― Of course I would have to bring them here because of the crossover in The Worst X. Furthermore, I recently watched both films with my mum and I was sad to not find any of their content, just a oneshot of Genji and other for Rindaman. So here is my little contribution to this fandom! 」

— Suzuran ,

Genji — You fell first but he fell harder.

Chuuta — He fell first and hardest.

Makise — He fell first and hardest.

Izaki — You fell first but he fell harder.

Serizawa — He fell first but you fell harder.

Tokio — You fell first and hardest.

Tokaji — You fell first but he fell harder.

Tsutsumoto — He fell first and hardest.

Manabu (Mikami Brothers) — He fell first and hardest.

Takeshi (Mikami Brothers) — He fell first and hardest.

Rindaman — You fell first but he fell harder.

— Housen ,

Narumi — You fell first and hardest.

Tatsuya — You fell first but he fell harder.

Ryo — You fell first but he fell harder.

Matoba — He fell first and hardest.

Hayato — He fell first and hardest.

Rikiya — He fell first and hardest.

[kr-han]

HiGH&LOW Random Fun Facts That You May Not Know

Disclaimer: SWORD only and the list is so random, so bear with me.

Cobra loves cupcakes, he probably has sweet tooth.

Cobra styles his hair according to his mood (not like bad or good but more like he's fired up enough or not).

Cobra has A LOT of red clothing. His real name is Hino Junpei (緋野盾兵) and the first character which is 緋 can also be read as aka which means red or scarlet.

He loves Antonio Inoki (a pro-wrestler) so much and make it his whole personality (including his red scarf).

When Cobra is drunk, he would shout, "Inoki-san, genki desuka!?". In MUGEN era, he would do it with Kohaku for the rest of the night.

Cobra admires Kohaku so much because he thinks Kohaku resembles Antonio Inoki.

Cobra has small appetite not even 1/10 of Yamato's. But he eats cupcakes.

Cobra can't draw.

Cobra didn't use sticker on LINE (the messanger).

Cobra and Yamato can't speak English. They're probably the type who'd say, "We're Japanese we don't need English!"

Yamato is afraid of cats. The reason is cat can get long.

Yamato's insult never sounds like one.

Noboru favorite food is sea cucumber. He's sea cucumber maniac.

According to Cobra Noboru type is a girl with glasses.

Dan on the other hand, can draw well. But he can't draw woman.

Rocky is a little clumsy, he forgot small things like key.

Hyuga always sleeps whenever there's no fighting nor something exciting to do.

Murayama loves corndog.

Murayama dislikes sharing his food.

G-SWORD's leaders alcohol tolerance: Cobra is rather low, Rocky is rather high, Murayama prefer to eat than drink (but according to Nakazono, Murayama didn't make any different when he's drinking or not), Hyuga prefer to sleep than anything else, and Smoky can't.

According to Kizzy, Rocky becomes a foolish/idiotic old man when he's drunk. Kizzy also said, "When he's drunk, he got no dignity whatsoever."

Murayama's favorite alcohol beverage is ryokucha-hai (which a combination of green tea and shochu. Might be wrong though, you can search: 緑茶ハイ).

Hyuga's favorite alcohol beverage is shochu.

When Oya part timer go to karaoke, they sing girl idols' songs.

Masaki do all the house chores in Amamiya's households from cleaning up to cooking.

Hiroto's favorite food is curry.

When Hiroto cooks, he only cooks curry.

Takeru is forgetful. Masaki has to remind him all the time. Hiroto? He waits to be petted by his aniki.

Kaito and Kizzy have a couple ring and they use it as necklace.

In HiGH&LOW The Movie, Kaito and Kizzy joined the fight but there's no single footage of them fighting. But they appeared before the fight and after the fight with some bruises.

From End of Sky to Final Mission, Cobra didn't wear his red scarf anymore.

Despite using his red scarf as a personality, Cobra didn't use it to fight beside for his character introduction scene in episode 1.

Ichigo Milk has been inviting Naomi to join them, but Naomi refuses due to Itokan. She wants to take care what's left by her brother.

Naomi can actually beat dudes.

Murayama keeps the strawberry bag from Oshiage and he uses it as a pillow.

Ice gave Sarah a teddy bear (and a necklace).

Ice can cook and according to Mighty Warriors' member, Ice's curry tasted like seafood when he uses zero seafood ingredients. Apparently, it matched the actor's fun fact: Elly's curry always tasted like he put seafood in it even when he's not.

There was once, Seki dressed up in sailor uniform for karaoke. Of course, they sing girl idols' songs.

Toutetsu brothers cook for Hyuga, but he sleeps almost all day long, so Katou needs to wake him up just to eat.

Ukyou cooks better than Sakyou.

Ukyou needs to separate Daruma's income into envelopes and hide them because if not, Hyuga would splurge the income into zero. Hyuga can't manage money.

Lala reads books for the kids in Mumeigai, and they literally have reading time with Lala.

Furuya has truck driver's license.

Murayama durability is top notch and it resemble his given name which is Yoshiki. His full name written like this 村山良樹 and Yoshiki (良樹) is consist of characters that mean good or skilled, and trees or wood. He's a skilled trees or wood, or whatever but that clearly means that his durability is on another level. That's why he could bear the 100 punches challenge and still fight back after that.

Hiroto and Smoky loves cat.

Murayama talked to a cat. (He's cat, but also puppy; whatever he's cute).

Murayama introduced Todoroki to Cobra in person.

Murayama has 4 vans' shoes and a pair of converse. (Haven't count how many jackets he has though, might count it when I rewatch).

At least, Tsukumo has been hit by the car twice. He should avoid getting near cars. No cars near him, please.

White Rascals' outfit are all white and it's hard to keep it clean. The visual line (Shimura, Bito, Aizawa, and Enari) has a hard time because they spend so much money for laundry and cleaning. Little did they know, Rocky actually could paid 80% of their cleaning cost. But Rocky didn't say it to them because he knows that they would be worried about how to pay Rocky back. (Rocky is so sweet). Probably the only guys that use this privilege only Koo and Kaito.

Rocky paid 100% of the girls' laundry and cleaning cost (including Kizzy).

Rocky's surname, Mutsugi, is actually a word play. It's written as 六ツ木 in Japanese. Which the character 六 can be read as mutsu (mu for short) or roku (ro for short) and it means six; ツ is a katakana for tsu and in hiragana it's written like this つ. When tsu is written small in between characters (it's called sokuon) like っ/ッ it purposes is to geminate the next character; and 木 is ki and it means tree. If we put them together and make the tsu as sokuon, we'll get 六ッ木 which read as ろっき in hiragana and ロッキ in katakana (both are rokki) we got his name, Rocky (ロッキー).

Source: rewatching the series and the movies over and over again so I can get into the useful but also useless facts, and the g-sword manga by CLAMP. If you want to read HiGH&LOW g-sword manga by CLAMP you can read HERE for English translation or DI SINI untuk translasi Bahasa Indonesia. Note: Might add more if I find or remember more. Also, I'm sorry there's too much Cobra, can't help though, I love him a little bit too much.

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[dengswei]

@asiandramanet creator bingo — typography — noboru x yamato x cobra | road to high&low (2016)

[hyugaruma]

☆Character That I Would… - H&L Edition☆

*feel free to do ur own, i’d love to see everyone’s answers >:-3*

[121ubyday6]

the thing I've been enjoying the most during my 2025 high&low rewatch is looking at the expressions hiroto makes when he's fighting

bro really said

[star2fishmeg]

ᴛᴇᴀsɪɴ' ᴍᴇ

[2.5k] Pairing | Takajo Tsukasa x afab!reader Summary | tsukasa just can't keep his hands off his girlfriend for some strange reason. Maybe he just likes her new perfume? Warnings | 18+ smut, swearing, established relationship, mild angst but not really? Reader is just mad, pet names (baby, babygirl), making out, dry humping, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it!), semi-public sex, mentions of alcohol Authors Note | yeah I know all my banners are inconsistent sometimes they just don't wanna do as they're told, I'll figure it out eventually. this was supposed to be a short blurb- Request | someone on discord but I forgot who it was I'm sorry 💀

She was getting worried. No, she was concerned. Four hours in and her head started becoming fuzzy, she wasn’t exactly sure how many more tequila shots she could manage until she crashed. Yet, four hours in and her boyfriend was still a no-show.

It was embarrassing really. Gushing about how sweet her boyfriend was, how loyal he was yet all she’d done since the party started was check her phone. How utterly embarrassing. All she wanted was to introduce Tsukasa, her friend’s birthday party being the perfect opportunity but instead, all she had done was repeat the same excuse the whole night. She thought bringing him to see her crowd would bring them closer, not that she hated the Oya High boys, but there was only so much roughhousing and wound patching a woman could take before a favour turned into a chore. And since she’d just graduated, showing Tsukasa what her lifestyle was like was supposed to be a fun bonding activity, to show him what her life was like.

Sliding her phone into her back pocket for the final time, sighing deeply, y/n adjusted her hair and joined in her friend’s conversation, coincidentally, about their relationships. One of her friends, Sai, had recently got into her first serious one, and hearing her fumble about the dos and don’ts and worry about the little things was refreshing in a way. It was a canon event after all. Her other friend, Yoko, had just dumped her boyfriend, in short, he was a cheater. Enough said. She watched their eyes flicker around the room and back towards her as if they were begging for some explanation of her boyfriend’s whereabouts, or if he was even real to begin with.

“So yeah, I’m really hoping he doesn’t dare show his face here, it’s my birthday after all.” Yoko giggled, sipping her drink.

“Speaking of,” Sai looked directly at y/n, raising her eyebrow, and throwing a smirk, “Where’s this Tsukasa we’ve been hearing about? He is coming, right?”

Y/n’s breath shuddered, her face feeling hot as she opened her mouth to speak. What was she supposed to say? She thought he was coming four hours ago, but that never happened. Her heart pounded, palms beginning to sweat, maybe from the heat of the living room or maybe from the pressure, hard to tell.

She swallowed, a nervous smile upon her lips. Opening her mouth to speak, two arms snaked around her waist, lips placing a kiss to her neck and the familiar spiced cologne engulfing her. Y/n’s body melted back into his, heart relaxing and finally a sense of relief washing over her.

“Right here.” She grinned, Tsukasa resting his head on her shoulder and giving her friends a polite smile. Sai and Yoko giggled and began to shower her with questions upon questions, bombarding her with demands to spill details. Meanwhile, his arms hugged her waist tighter, nose diving back into her neck to soak up whatever the captivating fragrance she wore was. He’d never smelt that one before, and he’d spent a lot of time nestled into her shoulder to know what perfume she was wearing by now. But this one? Oh, this was new. This sent hot flushes through his veins, stomach flipping and deeming him a dizzy lovesick fool. Whatever it was, he couldn’t help but press gently kisses to her jaw, down her neck and to her shoulder, shamelessly while y/n’s friends watched with rose-tinted cheeks and side-eyes, half-listening to y/n’s voice sound like a sweet melody to his ears.

He pulled back, resting his chin on her shoulder, his eyes meeting her friends directly, burning through them. Y/n’s lip tugged into a smirk, he may have been late, but he didn’t disappoint in introductions. She would be lying if she said she wasn’t the slightest bit smug that Tsukasa was all over her in the open, bringing her chatterbox friends speechless by his ways. But regardless, all the heat from her body went straight to her core, thighs doing their best to subtly clench together.

Shoving him roughly into the bathroom, y/n kicked the door closed and locked it. She spun on her heel, pressing her finger into Tsukasa’s chest as he backed into the counter, a proud smirk painted on his face while watching her chest rise and fall with every deep breath she took.

“What fucking time do you call this? Do you know how embarrassing it was to stand out there and have people ask where you were? ‘Kasa, you had one job! All I wanted was to bring you to one of my functions with my friends to show you off!” she rambled, holding back the urge to scream at him, but in the privacy of the bathroom where sound bounced off the tiles, she settled for an appropriate volume.

“M’sorry, baby,” his fingers hooked around her belt loops, purely to pull her into his crotch and get a whiff of her fragrance, “Got into an…altercation and wanted to make sure I looked good for you.”

Y/n dropped her finger, sliding both hands around his nape. Her shoulders dropped in defeat, forehead meeting his collarbone. She could bite anyone’s head off for hours if she wanted, but not his. Tsukasa had this sweet smile and soft voice, never angry and never raised at her. Every word dripping in sincerity.

“When I said meet me for eight, I meant eight on the dot. I told you how much this meant, and you still let me down. What the fuck was so much more important? Huh? You’re a dick, I hope you know that.” She spat, still looking at the floor, voice almost muffled by his shirt.

He chuckled with his shit-eating grin, “Quite the attitude you got, baby.” Unhooking his fingers, his hands met firmly with her hips, rubbing small circles with his thumbs and kissing the top of her head.

Y/n raised her head and looked up at him doe-like eyes boring daggers into his, although slightly hazy, glossy from the shots to get her through his absence, “Yeah? What are you ‘gonna do? Fuck it outta me? Couldn’t even come to the party let alone cum in me.”

Both gazes locked onto each other, watching grins drop into straight faces, eyebrows softening to what could only be assumed as brains thinking while music thumped in the background, slightly muffled but either way the buzz of the bathroom fan kept them grounded to where they stood exactly. Y/n fingers carded through the hairs on the nape of his neck, exactly the way he liked it, the way that made his eyes almost roll to the back of his head. A low grumble left his throat at the way she tugged; gaze locked onto him with a fiery passion burning through her. His cock strained in his jeans painfully, his hands sliding from her hips to her ass, cupping them like his prized possession. She dragged her hand from his neck to his cheek with a feathery weight, taking it into her palm and running the pad of her thumb over his bottom lip. So pretty. His brown, puppy eyes almost pleading for something. So pretty her pussy throbbed with how pathetic he looked under the bright light and some horny song playing from the living room. His limbs surged with adrenaline, her perfume shooting its spell into his veins all over again, going straight to his stiff cock.

Tsukasa pulled her closer, chests pressing into each other and cock proudly introducing itself between her legs, “Babygirl, if you wanted me to fuck you, you could’ve just asked.” His voice vibrated low, pleasant on her ears. So much so that sparks flushed through her. He’d never been this horny, not that she’d been around to witness. Did his dick always feel that good against her?

“We’re in public! What if someone hears?” her eyes widened and eyebrows raised, voice lowering into a whisper-yell. There was only so long you could hide in a bathroom until someone wanted their turn, but at least it was clean, and so far, the coast was clear. Tsukasa’s head leant into her palm, taking her thumb between his lips, and giving it a gentle suck, watching the fire glaze across her eyes. Releasing it from his mouth, letting it rest upon his bottom lip again, he smirked.

“So? Didn’t you want to show me off?”

Standing on her toes she pressed her lips to his, melting into each other hungrily. Tsukasa’s hands kneaded her ass, pushing his pelvis into hers and pulling a moan from her throat. Y/n’s hands found their way to his hair, carding through the stands and gently tugging until he could hold back at least a growl. That was his problem, she knew his weak spots and unfortunately having his hair pulled just made it harder to not rip her clothes off.

Pulling away with a shaky breath, he dove into her neck, taking a long sniff of her god-forsaken perfume again before. She tilted her head slightly, one of his hands moving her hair off her shoulder to douse her neck in open-mouthed kisses, savouring the arousal that led his hips to rut into hers.

Y/n whimpers dripped with saccharine with every nip to her skin, her hand sliding down to this cock to grope it over his jeans, yearning to hear the low growl emit from him, the kind that drenched her panties and made the world a little blurry.

“Such a fuckin’ tease.” He grumbled into her skin, detaching himself from her and throwing his head back. Like a hawk, she watched his Adam’s apple bob, straining whimpers bouncing off the walls and through her ears like her favourite song playing on repeat.

Feeling his cock leak with pre-cum, Tsukasa gripped her wrist, pulling her hand off and spinning her around so her back hit the counter. No words left anyone, just the hot breath from their lips and chests heaving into each other’s.

“You smell s’good, baby. Drivin’ me crazy. What y’wearin’?”

 “Pheromones. Bought it for you.”

 “Fuckin’ hell, c’mere” He kissed her again, lapping their tongues in a languid motion with spit forming a layer on their lips. Reaching down to her cargos and undoing the button, he slipped his hand down her panties, fingers finding her throbbing clit and rubbing slow circles. Moans tore through her, pulling out the kiss to lull her head into his shoulder. Tsukasa chuckled into her neck, fingers soothing and listening to his favourite sounds reverberate, soaking in the fact he made her feel that way.

“More, ‘Kasa,” she withered, goosebumps flooding up her arms and hips rocking into his fingers, “need you, please.”

Two fingers dipped into her slick, sliding through her folds, and feeling her nails dig into his shoulders as her pussy begged for the attention. He slowly pumped his digits, curling them until she wailed out his name, letting her squirm in his hold.

“Shit,” he swore, slipping his fingers out swiftly, spinning y/n around to face the mirror and tugging her cargos, “off. Bend over.”

She obeyed, hastily wiggling her bottoms off, panties in pursuit and following his instructions, catching his eyes in the mirror. Tsukasa fumbled with his belt, tugging his jeans down and pulling his cock out, spitting in his palm and giving it a couple of strokes before lining himself up and letting her cunt swallow him.

“Fuck! ‘Kasa,” she whined, hands laying flat on the marble counter, “S’good.”

Firm hands landing on her hips with a bruising grip, Tsukasa bottomed out and slowly rocked into her warm walls and buried his face into the crook of her neck. Y/n’s jaw fell open, adrenaline feeling like electrical surges in her veins and fogging her mind like the mirror in front of her, the one she watched her boyfriend increase his pace. What began as gentle grinding turned to pounding in a matter of seconds, the poor boy barely being able to help himself with the aroma of pheromones intoxicating him. One hand released her hip, fingers finding homage on her clit, stimulating with enough pressure to match the euphoria from his cock pounding into her. Drawing his cock out just to slam it back in harshly, watching her tits bounce, pussy swallowing him with nothing but sheer ecstasy submerging him in a pool of pleasure, he felt like a different person had taken over his body. He never imagined himself fucking his girlfriend senseless in her friend’s bathroom because her perfume got him so undeniably horny, it was like she wanted his attention like that.  

“Doin’ s’well for me, baby.” He panted in her ear, never shying away from letting his vocals known to her. A heat coiled in her stomach, one arm reaching behind her and looping around his head, holding his face into her neck while his arm snaked around her waist, relishing in the way her walls clenched around him as his thrusts became sloppier.

“Tsukasa!” she mewled, grip on reality slipping from her.

“Yes, baby? Say it loud and clear.” He rasped, feeling himself become closer to the edge with the way she chanted his name like a mantra.

“Please, ‘Kasa. M’gonna cum.”

“Me too, baby.” Y/n’s hands slammed against the counter, Tsukasa’s grip on her hips deathly as he slammed his cock into her cunt, lifting one leg on the counter and pushing her further onto the marble and fucking her deeper, groaning himself not only at the sounds that tore through her as he’d ripped an orgasm straight through her but at how she wrapped around him perfectly like a glove. She succumbed entirely to him, writhing under his embrace and completely enamoured by the way he grunted and whined as she soaked his pulsing cock.

He placed a sloppy kiss on her neck, “Such a good girl f’me, that’s it.” He purred, watching her lips quiver and chest pant in the mirror, his muscles relaxing as he released a satisfied groan into the room. His body fell limp, arms wrapping snug around her waist, holding her stable as she brought her leg down to stand on two feet again while thick ropes of cum spilt into her cunt. They stayed like that for a second, catching their breaths, an exhausted giggle filling the silence here and there. Y/n’s eyes diverted to the mirror – steamed up from the heat radiating off their bodies – and wearily pressed her finger to it.

A heart. Gently, she dragged her finger around the condensation to draw a heart around their faces, colouring it in and wiping the fog off. Tsukasa lulled his head from her shoulder, giving a lazy smile upon seeing her drawing. She smiled back. It could have been the adrenaline, or maybe it was straight from her heart but wherever the fuel came from, it made her chest swell seeing him give her a smile that made his eyes crease. He looked so pretty when he was fucked out, even under the blinding light, in a small bathroom where he was still stuffed deep inside her. He may have shown up incredibly late to the party, but deep down she was glad he just turned up eventually, and maybe wearing that pheromone perfume just to show off was worth the money after all.

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Prompts: DAY 15 - “who did this to you?” @febuwhump

Characters: Murayama x reader

Fandom: High and Low

A/n for prompts: Hello guys! This is my first time trying a prompt challenge. I hope you like the short fics I wrote. I will finish them by writing some of the requests I have. I love you 💜

Sorry for the grammer or spelling mistakes.English is not my main language so...

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Warnings: mention of wounds, scars, mostly angst

The young man ran through the hospital door. He quickly climbed the stairs and started looking for the room he was told about.

Was an ordinary day. Oya was chaotic as always. Murayama was lazy as usual. But his phone wasn't silent like it usually is.

A call came and he didn't even know how he got out of school.

The calling number belonged to his girlfriend, but it wasn't her. He felt like something bad had happened when he couldn't hear her voice.

When he found the room, two doctors were leaving the room. They looked calm. She should be alive

He ran in front of the doctors and looked at the doctors who were looking at him in surprise.

“Is she okay?”

The doctors didn't know who he was talking about. And Murayama was running out of patience. He held the hands of one of the doctors tightly and spoke with fear.

“Y/n! Is she okay?

When the doctor realized who he was asking, he nodded and pointed to the back door.

“She's fine, you can see her.”

Murayama forgot to thank him, but the doctors didn't care. They could see how worried he was.

He opened the door and looked at the woman lying on the bed. She had a large bandage on her face. She had a serum in her arm. When she saw him, she quickly turned her head.

Murayama didn't know what happened to his girlfriend, but he knew why. He knew they were attacking her because of him. And he would find whoever did this.

But right now he should have stayed with y/n.

He quietly knelt down next to the bed and held the young woman's hand. When he felt her start, he held her hand tighter and apologized.

"It was my fault. I am sorry. I'm so sorry, baby.”

Y/n wasn't looking at him. She did not turn her face towards him. Murayama thought she hated him. She was right. She should have.

“Who did this to you y/n? I will find whoever did it. I'll make them pay for this. I promise you."

Y/n didn't say anything. She was silent.

“You must be hating me.” Murayama's voice was offended. "You are right. But please don't cry because of me.”

When the young man wanted to wipe the tears from his lover's eyes, y/n turned to him. Her eyes were full of tears.

“I have a big cut on my face.” Murayama didn't know what to say. “The doctor said there would be scars. Please don't make it any harder for me. I know you won't accept me like this."

Murayama looked at the young girl in shock. He stood up angrily

“Have you lost your mind? Do you think I love you because of your beautiful face? Do you really think a scar matters to me?”

When Y/n closed her filled eyes, Murayama leaned down again and caressed her cheek.

“Even if your whole body is full of scars. I love you y/n. I love you with everything you have. I don't care about anything, I just love you.”

When the young girl started crying again, Murayama gently hugged her. It would be a difficult process, he knew, but they would get through it together.

And he would find whoever did this, no matter what.

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