#Hoshina

[narugen]

and this one’s for the hoshina fans who like his accent

[nobodygotyoulikehoshina]

LOOK BACK | Hoshina Soshiro

Chapter I

➢Summary: You weren't one to stick to tradition. Never were you, and never will you be. And if it meant following Hoshina Soshiro even to the pits of hell, you wouldn't hesitate on breaking any custom or practice. Too bad he never bothered to look back, where you always were.

➢Content: romance, angst, friendship, humour, violence (cw: mentions of death, fighting, blood, injuries, alcohol, cursing, possible mental distress from the characters, some gender stereotypes). will expand with the story.

➢ Pairing: Vice-captain! Hoshina x Platoon Leader! Fem! Reader

➢Genre: childhood best friends to lovers

➢Wc: 2084

➢notes: hello! nice to meet y'all in my first anime fic ever. i hope you enjoy it, and any support is appreciated. if you wish to be added to the series masterlist, don't be afraid to comment or message me. enjoy the read <3 (english is not my first languange, so feedback is appreciated).

You don’t know what might have been out of your life if you hadn’t joined the Defense Forces.

Sure, your family’s business, a humble kendo dojo, was always an option, but you never felt like doing that for the rest of your life. Indeed, you loved your family above anything, but you also had never been one to always stick to tradition in that sense. If you had, you would have never picked up the blade.

Or followed Hoshina Soshiro to the pits of hell.

If his family origins went back centuries, all the way back to the Muromachi Period, then yours did as well. Once a noble clan of samurais, no one in your family managed to produce warriors as fierce and talented as the Hoshina’s, and being based in the same region, it was a matter of time until you became a vassal family to his. Your ancestors aided the Hoshina’s for centuries as companions, loyally following them to their deaths in the never-ending battle against kaijus.

You couldn’t tell what was about Hoshina Soshiro that made you want to follow him anywhere. Whether it was a genuine liking of his person or that protectiveness for the Hoshina’s was engraved on your DNA, it didn’t matter because, either way, you have been trailing behind him ever since you both were five years old.

“Platoon Leader (L/N) here, permission to enter, sir!” you announced yourself in front of the open wooden doors of Vice-captain Hoshina’s office.

“Oh, Platoon Leader (L/N), what a surprise to see ya at this hour,” he turned back at the entrance with his ever-present grin. “Please come in, and close the door behind ya”.

You did as commanded, closing the door with one hand and holding a stack of papers on the other.

“Now now, what brings ya to my office so late at night, hm?” he had moved to the front of his desk just to lean on it while looking at you, arms crossed over his chest in a playful stance.

You lifted the papers in your hand a little bit. “To bring this report to you, sir. A couple of rookies in my platoon thought it funny to sneak out on an on-duty night to go out to the bar. Let’s say they didn't get too far.”

Hoshina’s smile grew wider. “And ya got stuck doing the incident report, I guess?”

“That is correct, sir”.

Hoshina clapped twice, a sound that was amplified by the silence of his office at midnight. “My my, what a dependable leader ya’ve become, (Y/N). Leave it on my desk and I’ll give it a look in the mornin’.”

You shot him a dirty look for his teasing, and he responded by sticking his tongue back at you. In a couple of strides, you reached his desk, brushing past him, and placed the report on it. For mere seconds, you could feel the warmth from his jacket.

You went back to your initial position, giving him a half-hearted salute. “That’s all, Vice-captain Hoshina. If there’s nothing you need from me, with your permission, I’ll retire for the night, sir.”

“Actually,” he interrupted before you could grab the door handle, “I do have a reminder for ya.”

You turned back at him, confused. “A reminder, sir?”

“Yes, a reminder, (Y/N), dear,” Hoshina looked smug. “A little reminder that ya can address me informally when ya are with me”.

Your heart skipped a bit, but you caught yourself in seconds. “We are on duty, Vice-captain. I’m afraid that doing something like that would earn me some push-ups, would it, sir?”

“Nonsense,” he dismissed your arguments with a wave of his hand, “we are alone in here. Nothin’ to worry about”.

You raised an eyebrow towards your friend. “Weren’t you the one that told the recruits to be careful since we can hear everything said around here?”

For a second, you could see his half-open eyes crinkle with mischief. “There’s no mics in here. Vice-captain privileges.” 

“Oh?,” you questioned him even further, “Sounds a little suspicious to me, sir. Thank you for the reminder, but I’ll still take my leave for the night. If I may.”

With a defeated sigh, Hoshina dismissed you with a hand gesture and you turned your back to him while opening the door. As you were closing the wood slab, you stuck your head back in the office.

“Good night…Hoshina-kun.” You didn’t stay to see if he responded.

As you made your way back to your personal quarters, eager to change in your sleepwear, a certain someone never left your thoughts.

God, Hoshina Soshiro never changes.

✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦

Life in the Third Division was chaotic, to say the least.

If it wasn’t the constant danger of a kaiju attack looming over Tokyo, it was the incessant drama that ensued housing hundreds of officers and staff 24/7 that threatened to shorten your lifespan. In a life of continuous near-death experiences, you realized that, no matter how many times you had been grateful to be able to open your eyes to another day, you would always prefer to kill yourself over mediating another petty fight between your subordinates. Today's offenders?

Two officers and a broken BS5.

“Platoon Leader (L/N), ma’am, with all due respect,” one of the young officers pleaded before you, “but what officer Watanabe here is saying is a mountain of crap”.

“Crap?!” the other officer exclaimed, turning to his comrade, almost as if forgetting you were there. “You bastard! The only one spewing crap here is you!”

Cue more shouting in your office. With all the reports, strategy meetings, and training on schedule for that day, you had no time to be dealing with this type of moronic quarrel. You felt a vein on your forehead pop the more these men kept insulting each other, not even caring anymore of hearing your opinion on the matter. But your patience finally met its end when Officer Watanabe turned to grab his comrade’s jacket to start a real fight.

You didn’t know how Captain Ashiro managed to do this all day. Hell, how even Hoshina did it.

You hit the palm of your hand loudly against your desk, rattling the stationary on top. “Enough, you two!”. Startled by the sudden sound, they separated from each other, at least looking a little embarrassed from being reprimanded that way.

“Officer Watanabe, Officer Sato,” you addressed both of them in a stern voice, “you both have been behaving way out of line for officers of the Defense Force. Causing disturbances in public spaces, breaking public property, and even almost starting a brawl in front of a superior officer. All those actions by themselves entail considerable punishments”.

“But, Platoon Leader (L/N),” Officer Sato tried to interrupt but you cut him off first.

“No buts, Officer Sato, or I’ll have to add insubordination to the list of offenses. This incident will be brought up to a disciplinary committee with its due evidence, and they will be in charge of deciding an appropriate action. Until then, you will be placed on administrative leave until further notice”.

Officer Watanabe started turning red from anger, opening his mouth to speak up when a voice cut him off from the entrance of your office—a very well-known voice.

“My, my, ya heard Platoon Leader (L/N),” Hoshina leaned against the doorframe of your office, his teasing grin on display, “The Third Division doesn’t take offenses lightly, I’m afraid. Now if there’s nothin’ ya have to discuss with Platoon Leader (L/N), I’ll see ya at the disciplinary hearing”.

Hoshina wasn’t one to shoot threats directly, but there was no other way to interpret his friendly yet demanding tone. Seeing no point in refuting their superior (ironically they were just about to do that to you), both officers saluted and left your office. That left you and your childhood best friend alone.

“Now, those are quite the troublemakers, aren’t they?” Hoshina commented while shutting the door.

You scoffed. “You think? They are one misconduct away from being dishonorably discharged from duty, sir.”

“There are good ones and there are bad ones,” Hoshina shrugged, sitting on the small couch in one of the corners of the room. He made himself comfortable before turning to you once again. “And yer still with the ‘sir’ talk!”

“I’m afraid I don’t have Vice-captain privileges, sir” you counter, truthfully since your rank still wasn’t that high to be given that kind of liberties. “Either way, are you here for something, sir? I don’t remember having to report you anything”.

Hoshina brought one of his hands to his chest, acting wounded by your words. “Why? Isn’t wanting to enjoy my best friend’s company enough reason to visit ya, (Y/N) dear? Has the rank difference affected our relationship so much?”

Your heart fluttered at the use of the word relationship, although there was no other synonym to describe your bond and it definitely didn’t cover the implications you wish it did.

Once more, you pushed your feelings aside. “Not when you are in charge of running a whole military division, Vice-captain Hoshina. So, if there’s nothing I can help you with, sir, I’m afraid it’ll be my pleasure to remind you to return to your duties”.

Hoshina sighted in defeat, crossing both arms and legs while pouting (which you definitely didn’t find cute at all!). “Yer no fun, (Y/N), dear. I came to tell ya that off-duty days were posted. So ya might wanna check that out.”

You loved your job. Truly. You didn’t think that there was something more fulfilling than fighting for the safety of the country. But you, like any worker to ever exist, couldn’t deny the pleasure of rotting away in bed to forget work and the stress of military life. So, ignoring Hoshina’s snort at the speed at which you opened your email, you searched for that HR notice. Right there, in front of your very eyes, laid that spreadsheet for the month with your, and everyone’s, day off marked on the calendar. Scanning the countless names on the file, you finally landed on yours, eyes wide open in surprise.

“So,” Hoshina interrupted your slight panic, “drinks at my place or yours?”

You glared at him. “How about none, sir?”

“C’mon, (Y/N). Don’t be a bore. It’s been forever since our days have synced up like this. When will we get another chance like this, huh?

The truth is that you really wanted to spend your free days with Hoshina. He has been your friend for almost all your life, and you preferred his company over anyone’s. Nevertheless, ever since you both joined the military, far away from the expectations of both of your families, your romantic desires towards the man felt harder and harder to control, but you managed to keep them in place. For the time being.

You looked at your friend with a suspicious gaze. “With all due respect, sir, why do I feel you had something to do with this arrangement?”

Hoshina’s normally closed eyes opened in surprise for a fraction of a second, before he shot you his signature peace sign pose. “Oops, I guess I’ve been caught”.

This dude…, you thought to yourself.

“Fine,” you conceded. “My place, but you bring the booze. And I expect the expensive one, sir”.

“I can’t disappoint one of my best soldiers, Platoon Leader (L/N), can’t I?.” He saluted at you while opening the door to exit your office. “Keep the good work, (L/N), and I shall see ya rewarded”.

You rolled your eyes at him. “Good afternoon, Vice-captain Hoshina, sir.”

The man in question was about to close the door when a thought came back to him, prompting him to peek his head inside your office once more.

“Oh, one last thing,” he said, watching your gaze intensify in annoyance. “The day after tomorrow, there’s a programmed exercise with Number 10 suit. I’ll send ya a formal request for you to be there, so keep an eye on it!”

“Me?” you questioned, “Are you sure?”

“Sure as day, dear,” he answered.

“Why though, sir?”

He smiled like you had just asked him the silliest question. And, to him, it was.

“Because I trust yer eye better than anyone else’s”

And he left you there, alone in your office, with no doubt that you would keep following Hoshina Soshiro wherever he went. 

Even if it went against all rational thoughts.

next chapter ➢

taglist: @hana-patata @kokoiinuts

[bayleavesfromthevine]

some things cannot be unseen

[captainpotatoslayer]

Omg those wittle swords...

I think narumi would've loved mini sticker printer

[zefir-ka04]

[eclipsia-draws]

chp.56

[tiramisooooh]

hoshinaヾ(＠⌒ー⌒＠)ノ

[dailyhoshina]

⚔️ Day 116

[sid3buns]

The whole character arc of Hoshina & no10 tbh

[inzaynety]

investigation: start! ⤫

➢ summary: when visiting the third division, there’s never a shortage of questions and confusion about you. a few take it upon themselves to get to the bottom of it.

➢ content: hoshina x fem!reader, 2574 words, nosy officers, jealous hoshina, suggestive at the end, iharu has a crush on you, slight spoilers for the manga for certain instances to make the plans make sense but it’s vague

➢ notes: i was reading thru character profiles and it made writing this a little easier w the interactions 🫡 hope u enjoy

prequel - pt. 1 of slice & dice - pt. 2

The lives of the higher-ups were always a topic of discussion for the members of the defense force. If anything, it seemed to be entertainment and gossip to exchange and bond over between divisions. One of the hot topics includes Commander Ashiro’s childhood, courtesy of Kafka. 

The only person they couldn’t get anything on was their own Vice-Commander. He was already an enigma himself with that cheerful yet unsettling grin, and they were all witnesses to the receiving end of his narrowed stares during training. The most they could get out of him was a boisterous laugh that shared nothing. They were getting bored. 

But with boredom comes the urge to seek new things. And in this case, dirt on Vice-Commander Hoshina.

There wasn’t much they could see initially–until you came along. 

Now, you weren’t an uncommon sight for the Third Division officers. They would see you hanging around Okonogi or eyeing a few of the new officers during training with an intense gaze that they didn’t know if they should feel flattered or intimidated. Most of the time, however, you were in close proximity to Hoshina. During division meetings, the officers never saw a day without the two of you conversing in some way whether it be through words or standing right next to each other. There was no blatant physical contact but the distance between you two was a little odd to say the least. 

So some took it upon themselves to start a mission.

Kikoru would never voice her true intentions out loud but it was clear that she was as invested as her companions were if her constant questions about the matter said anything about it. She was influenced by her close peers and their enthusiasm definitely fed that.

Reno didn’t want anything to do with it… at first. He changed his mind after only an hour and he thinks it’s due to spending too much time with a certain someone who loved entertainment. Iharu sneezes in the distance. 

Kafka was simultaneously wanting to join the younger members in their antics, though he wasn’t sure he wanted to risk another week of pushups. While he would admit that his arms were tougher, those exercises reminded him of the embarrassment every time he miscalled his commander. But the thought of having some knowledge about Hoshina was interesting, to say the least. 

It seemed they were all bored overall. 

Ultimately, they all decided to make a plan and figure it out separately. Your division was visiting for a week and reconvening would wait until the weekend. It was time to investigate. 

Minase was the one to kick it off, prompting her fellow members to gain more confidence. It all started with an innocent encounter in the operations room when she, Kikoru, and Hakua passed by. 

There were voices inside but the most prominent ones were yours and Hoshina’s. The Vice-Commander was a little surprised to see them when they intercepted at the door but it is quickly masked when you step out, a hint of a smile on your face possibly due to the joke he told you only moments before.

“Now, what’re you three doin’ here?” The Vice-Commander asks, hands in his pockets while you stand slightly behind him with your head tilted. 

Minase always had a good ear being a great listener for her peers and was able to hear what he had said to you. It was a flirty quip, but not enough to not be told to a close friend. Upon seeing that she had caught both of your attention, she smiles.

“Good afternoon!” You greet her as well but a silence falls over you five. It’s a bit awkward–Kikoru side-eyes her friend to see what the whole stopping and rushing over here was for, but Minase had a plan already set. “We were actually looking for you, Commander,” she looks directly at you and you raise a brow at the implication of her tone.

“Oh?” You take a step forward. “What for?”

“Some training tips, is all. After the last session you gave us, it motivated us to work on our blade work even more!” Like Hoshina, your preferred way of fighting had nothing to do with the guns everyone else used. You hum in acknowledgement. 

The Third was full of promising new officers and it would be a waste to not help them hone their skills even more. But you were sure Hoshina was pushing them enough with his own swordsmanship. You even learned a lot from him yourself. 

Hakua stifles a choked sound when Minase elbows her gently, not expecting to be put on the spot just like that. And despite already being told of their group’s plan beforehand and having her outgoing personality, it was still a nerve-racking request. 

“Y-Yeah! You seem close to Commander Narumi so we thought you guys would have similar fighting styles.” In your head, you think they’re referring to how he’s the strongest and anyone would want to learn from the best of the best. Gen wasn’t the easiest to get a hold of and you felt flattered they would ask you directly, so of course you would help out.

On the side, Kikoru is tasked with watching the Vice-Commander. Not all reactions were verbal and she was the most observant of the three, but she couldn’t maintain her eyes on him the whole time lest he get suspicious. 

But now she thinks her eyes have deceived her. At the mention of Commander Narumi, Hoshina’s eyes peek open. She sees how they darken more as Hakua talks about your fighting styles but just like his initial surprise earlier, that expression left as quickly as it came. 

She tucks that away.

Vice-Commander Hoshina had his “Kaiju killing eyes” at the mention of Commander Narumi. Don’t know what that could mean. - Kikoru

That’s jealousy! - Minase

Now you see what I mean about his eyes?? - Kafka

Iharu was infatuated with you from the get-go, though you would say that his first inspiration was Commander Ashiro. Saving him that day was what began his journey into the Defense Force, but it was you who motivated him to alter his fighting style to keep up with Reno. 

Speaking of the latter, he was sitting beside him in the cafeteria as the two tried to think of a plan for their part. They caught wind that Kikoru’s group got a promising lead and it was up to the rest to solidify it. But they’ve been stuck for the past hour trying to come up with their own thing and asking for training would be a stolen idea.

Reno watches as more and more officers walk into the shared area and grab their meals from the line. They’re a mix of your division and the Third Division members conversing among themselves and he immediately sits up with his idea. Iharu turns his head in surprise to find Reno’s attention already turned to him.

“What? Got an idea?” Reno nods fervently and brings both of their heads down to speak more quietly. Iharu raises his brows at the proposal and his cheeks turn pink. He’s outspoken, yeah, and confident, sure, but this was you. 

His friend pleads with him. He relents.

It’s not too long before you step into the cafeteria with the goal of lunch like everyone else. Spending time with Okonogi was great and all but she fried your brain with data only she and your Operations Leader Sora could keep up with. This was grounds for a well-deserved meal before your joint training session as well. 

Iharu watches as you get in line and as he stands up to line up behind you, and like Reno predicted as you grab your tray, you see the officer. To his and Iharu’s surprise, you greet him first. 

“Officer Furuhashi, right?” You ask after grabbing your tray. There’s a bright look on your face at the excitement of seeing the man who impressed your previous Commander. He shakily nods and you smile in response. “Commander Ogata said a lot of things about you.”

Iharu lets out a polite chuckle. “All good things, I hope?” He gets a laugh out of you and you both fall into a comfortable conversation as you move down the line. Reno watches the door and he hopes the timing works out, or Plan B would have to be used. At least Iharu was having a good time. 

It’s when the two of you reach the end of the line and walk towards Reno’s table does Hoshina appear from the doorway. The red-haired officer doesn’t see him yet and your conversation is at the point when you have a hand on his arm as you’re gushing over his newfound ability with his Kaiju suit. He feels a strong hand clamp down on his shoulder and Iharu freezes, looking to his side to see his Vice-Commander. 

“Vice–”

“Afternoon, Officer Furuhashi. Whatcha two talkin’ about?” By then your hand still hasn’t left his arm and he feels Hoshina’s grip get tighter. Iharu places his tray down onto the nearest table and your hand drops to your side but you didn’t notice. 

“His new ability,” you answer, “we were talking about it earlier with the operations team, remember? I was just looking for you, Officer Furuhashi, I’m so glad I got to talk to you.” Your answer is so sincere and he feels like he could melt right then and there. But to the side of him, there was also a strange sensation in the air. 

It was akin to bloodlust. 

“The same here.” Iharu answers and bows, “Please, enjoy your lunchtime.” Before you can say anything more, he turns on his heel straight towards Reno with his head down. 

The two sit there in silence as you look on in confusion before Hoshina pulls you along with him for his lunch. They aren’t looking at the two of you but Reno already got what he needed.

Vice-Commander Hoshina almost broke Furuhashi’s shoulder. I saw he also had one of his blades behind him while they were all talking. - Reno

WHAT?? - Iharu

By the way, what was plan B? - Kikoru

Iharu asks her directly if she’s dating the Vice-Commander. - Reno

HELLO?? - Iharu

Hi. - Kafka

Kafka knew he was going to be the last of the bunch to get this done. The digital community board on their group chat was a smart idea by Minase and he was able to see what the younger officers were trying to do with this mission. 

Kikoru and her friends got the first response but it needed more. Reno and Iharu got the “more” and all-in-all needed one final piece to set the puzzle. Kafka was proud of them but was currently in a situation with absolutely no idea as to what he was going to do. He thought that was more than enough to assume there was a relationship between the two of you, but Kikoru kicked him for that, too.

Was there any way to get you to confess about it? He thought about asking you directly but even though you were younger than him, you still held a higher title. And he didn’t want to face the potential wrath you could unleash for asking such a question. Were you the type to dish out punishments like the Vice-Commander? Again, he didn’t want to risk it. 

He had to do it soon too, you and your division were leaving in the morning and it would be another month or so before you and Hoshina would be seen in the same vicinity. 

Kafka sighs and runs a hand through his hair. This was troublesome but they were counting on him. 

He looks around the library he’s doing his nightly study session and sees that the time is very close to midnight. He’s shocked and now there’s absolutely no way he’s going to catch you at this hour, not unless you were training anyway. His best bet was to find you early in the morning but even that was a bit of a gamble.

Deciding on his defeat, Kafka puts his books and pens away before heading out into the hallway back to his room. He gets a sense of deja vu when he sees the light of the training room still on and assumes it’s the Vice-Commander again, and it wouldn’t hurt to watch him in action, right?

He walks up to the slightly open door and stops in his tracks at the sight. Both you and Hoshina were holding blades. Your’s were slightly longer and his were the typical ones he used during outside missions. Needless to say, they were the real deal. 

In the blink of an eye, you’re lunging towards each other and Kafka thinks if he blinks even once, he’d miss about five slashes shared between you two. Following Hoshina alone was already too much but watching someone match his speed? It was out of this world. 

The match only lasts for about half a minute, ending with a knife to both of your throats from the other. A moment of heavy breathing follows before you groan and toss your head back in exasperation, both of you simultaneously lowering your weapons. 

“I still can’t get that last one right!” 

“It was close! And hey, ya got the blade to my neck.”

“I always get the blade to your neck.” You roll your eyes. Hoshina was the best swordsman there was and it was incomparable to your personal weapon, so of course he would be better than you at it. ‘Whatever, I’m heading to bed.” Hoshina lets out a laugh. You put away the practice weapons and as you head to the door, Hoshina pulls you back to him by your wrist. 

“Wait a second,” he says and leans his head down to yours. 

Kafka, in the meantime, ducked his head to avoid being seen at least a little longer knowing he was not running away to hide in time. There aren't any more words being exchanged and he thinks there’s something else going on in that small bit of silence. 

He pops his head up and makes eye contact with Hoshina’s open eye. 

Got pushups. - Kafka

Damn. Sorry old man. - Iharu

So you got caught? Amateur. - Kikoru

Leave me alone! I tried. - Kafka

So you really didn’t see anything? - Reno

Oh, yeah. They kissed. - Kafka

…

What? - Kikoru

I got caught by the Vice-Commander. Scared me. :(- Kafka

…

HUH?? - Kikoru

Bonus:

After Kafka leaves, his head hung low at the premonition of more punishment, your arms stay on Hoshina’s shoulders. 

“Did you have to do that?” You muse, playing with the shorter hairs near the nape of his neck. He shivers at the feeling but his eyes open slightly and they’re not looking at you so softly.

“Did ya have to talk about him before training?” He counters back. He knows what you’ve been doing. You scoff.

You also know what he’s been doing. The murderous intention at the mention of you and Gen, the physical warning during lunch at Iharu, and even a mark of possession to the poor older man who was just joining in the fun of his peers. 

“Of course,” you bring him down to you, your lips brushing against the shell of his ear. You feel his hands tighten on your waist. 

“What are you gonna do about it?”

©inzaynety 2024

[chiigii]

— passing the baton to her is my job.

hoshina soushirou.

[narugen]

LOVE his kansai dialect so much huge shoutout to his seiyuu (kengo kawanishi) here’s 34 seconds of it from the new episode

(also whilst confirming that i wasn’t saying the wrong shit i found a thread on how his dialect gets translated in the manga from an official translator!)

[renr3]

[pfpanimes]

⌕ kaiju no. 8 • soshiro hoshina.

like or reblog if you save/use. 🤍

[aelibeee]

Hi, do you have by any chance the omake from all the volumes of Kaiju no.8? 👀

Kaiju no. 8 Specials Pt. 1:

HEHE I JUST FOUND ALL OF THESE IN THIS REDDIT POST

[batcatsle]

I had a sentimental moment, so I spent an hour sobbing sketching this guy