#I want nayuta in my pocket

[collectorcookie]

cozmez first impression

[xxsycamore]

🏹💘𝚂𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚕 𝙼𝚢 𝙷𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝‼️

—❥ 𝐱𝐱𝐬𝐲𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞'𝐬 𝟏𝟓𝟎𝟎 𝐟𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐜𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭

REQUESTS: CLOSED

Hello everyone!! Back in June last year my blog reached 1500 followers, but I only got around to celebrating it now! Thank you so much for your continued support!! This year I want to play Cupid again so prepare for your faves to steal your heart all over again! (´ ε ` )♡

↪ 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚞𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎: Pick a prompt and a character - one per ask! Please include the fandom as well to avoid confusion. Example: "Can I please have 😘 with William (ikevil)?" ; You'll receive a drabble (~300 words) about the character's reaction to the prompt. Please go wild with those! If you have something specific in mind for the prompts, like a certain hobby for prompt #10 🎨 - Suggest picking up a new hobby together, or maybe for prompt #7 💝 - Extend a non-verbal "I love you", you thought of playing their favorite song, giving them a warm cup of tea while they work, or maybe hugging them from behind? Don't be afraid to share your idea and unleash your creativity, I'd love to make your vision come true! Of course, that's only if you want to! The limit is three requests per person. This event is sfw and anons are allowed.

For drabble examples: Check out last year's Valentine's Day celebration here!

💌 event masterlist ⊂⊃﹒␥

↪ 𝙿𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝:

🪱 - Ask them if they'd love you if you were a worm

🥺 - Tease by calling them cute

🤲 - Play with their hair

🌸 - Breathe in their soothing scent

💌 - Leave a love note in their pocket

🤭 - Whisper something embarrassing in their ear

💝 - Extend a non-verbal "I love you"

😈 - Linger in for a kiss, but never kiss them

💅 - Help them unwind with a self-care routine

🎨 - Suggest picking up a new hobby together

🤪 - Crack a joke to make them laugh

🙏 - Warm their hands between yours

🤸‍♀️ - Strike a sexy pose to distract them

👔 - Steal their clothes to cuddle when you miss them

🍰 - Share your sweets with them

💋 - Demand for a kiss, right here, right now

💘 - "Be my Valentine?"

😘 - Keep smooching them until they protest

🥄 - Ask to be their big spoon

😊 - Present your cheek for a goodbye kiss

↪ 𝙰𝚟𝚊𝚒𝚕𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜 (𝟷𝟸𝟿):

Ikemen Villains: Wiliam; Harrison; Liam; Elbert; Alfons; Roger; Jude; Ellis; Victor

Ikeseries MCs: Mitsuki (Ikevamp); Alice (Ikerev); Mai (Ikesen); Emma (Ikepri); NEW: Kate (ikevil)

Ikemen Prince: Leon; Chevalier; Yves; Nokto; Licht; Jin; Luke; Clavis; Rio; Sariel; Gilbert; Keith; Silvio NEW: Cyran/Cyril; Kagari; Matthias

Ikemen Vampire: Napoleon(pls); Leonardo; Mozart; Arthur; Vincent; Theo; Isaac; Jean; Dazai; Sebastian; Comte; Shakespeare; Vlad; Faust; Charles; Drake; Galileo

Ikemen Revolution: Lancelot; Ray; Jonah; Fenrir; Edgar; Sirius; Kyle; Luka; Zero; Seth; Blanc; Oliver; Loki; Harr; Mousse; Dalim; Dean; Levie

Ikemen Sengoku: Nobunaga; Masamune; Shingen; Hideyoshi; Mitsuhide; Kanetsugu; Ieyasu; Mitsunari; Yukimura; Sasuke; Kenshin; Kenyo; Ranmaru; Motonari; Keiji; Kicho; Yoshimoto

Midnight Cinderella: Alyn; Giles; Louis; Leo; Byron; Nico; Albert; Robert; Rayvis; Sid

NEW: Ikemen Genjiden: Minamoto no Yoritomo

NEW: CONSOLE OTOMES:

Shuuen no Virche/Virche Evermore: Ceres; Scien; Ankou; Yves; Adolphe; Lucas; Mathis; Jean; Capucine; Hugo; Dahut

Piofiore no Banshou/Piofiore Fated Memories: Yang; Dante; Liliana; Gilbert; Nicola; Orlok; Leo; Oliver; Rui; Yuan

Cupid Parasite: Lynette; Claris; Gill; Allan; Ryuki; Shelby; Raul; Owen; Peter

Variable Barricade: Ichiya; Taiga; Hibari; Shion; Nayuta; Kasuga

🎀 Have fun requesting!! I can't wait to see what you put in my askbox!! 🎀

[betterinvienna]

Hello, I don't know if you are taking requests but I was wondering if you could make a female reader x Aki Hayakawa where they are both a couple (they have been dating for a while) and she moves in with him so she helps him deal with his roommates (including Nayuta because she is very cute) I don't know if I explained myself well, do what you want hahaha I only ask that it be fun and fluffy

pink cheeks and hot coffee - aki hayakawa ⋆⁺₊❅.

overview: 8 months ago, in the cold Tokyo snow, you met him. Time-skip, and you're moving in with him, and meeting the people closest to him. Aki Hayakawa truly is a rom-com dream.

word count: 2848

tags: aki x gen!reader (except reader is called pretty) maybe ooc(?), mentioned power, nayuta, denji, and aki, aki likes to flirt, fluff, request, established relationship, canon divergence, aki is not some emotionless freak

warnings: none

author's note: uuuugh this took me a month to complete im so sorry to who requested this i've been infinitely busy :( changed some stuff up & left some key aspects of the request out, so let me know if you want me to continue this story rather than stop here. + not sure if this is ooc or not. fujimoto took my babies away from me so i havent seen their personality in forever dont beat me up pls

thank u 4 reading ^_^

8 months ago, you met Aki Hayakawa in the café a block from your apartment. Having just moved to Tokyo, you needed something familiar – thankfully, cafés are essentially the same everywhere. He ordered his coffee black – and you only remembered because that’s weird, ew – and shot you two fleeting glances before awkwardly returning to staring out the window. 

Ten minutes later, you saw him leave a nice sum of yen on the table, exiting the café with a ding as he pulled a pack of cigarettes out of his back pocket. Naturally, cigarettes repel you – secondhand smoke, ew again – but you shrugged and slid out of your booth, leaving the money necessary to cover your meal and then some, your shoes crunching the snow as you left the warm café. To be fair, you just wanted to test your luck – he’s cute and you like to talk. The worst he could do is start running in the opposite direction.

“Hi.” You breathed, cold fog punctuating your words.

He gave you a quizzical look, almost annoyed, even, and you chewed down on your bottom lip, regretting your bold choice already. He returned his gaze to his cigarette, flicking on the lighter and directing it to the end of the stick.

“Hello. Can I help you?” 

“Right. Sorry. I noticed you –” You drew a blank. What’d you notice? Quick! Lie – he’s too cute. “Had the new Onitsukas. I like the, um, colorway. Black and grey. Suits your vibe.” You gesture to his black and grey Onitsuka Tigers, laced with matching black threads. 

“Oh.” Confusion settled deeper into the man’s face, but a fresh pink tint decorated his cheeks. “Right.” He looked down, kicking some snow around and checking out his Tigers as if he forgot they were there. “Thank you.”

“I’m a big shoe fan myself, you know.” What a lie. You gave him a meek smile and kicked your Isabel Marants into the air for him to see. “The viral ones. Sold out everywhere. Couldn’t get them anywhere – well, except for one place. I stood in the rain for these.” Another lie. You ordered these online on a whim, because your best friend, Lou, said they’d look good on you and you were desperate for some new fashion options.

“Uh… okay,” His ears were red by now. Are you annoying him? Why did you think he cared about shoes? Get this guy’s number and get out of here. “That’s cool.”

You scratch your neck, running out of things to say. Ugh. Whatever. “I’m kind of new here. I was hoping I could get a friend or two, so, um…” you press your lips together, digging your phone out of your jacket’s pocket. His lips curled faintly upward when he saw your Sonny Angel glued to the back of your stickered phone case, but you handed him the overly decorated phone and pulled up the keypad screen anyway, hoping he got the gist.

Thankfully, he did. Aki snuffed the cigarette out under his shoe and sniffed through his frost-nipped, red nose. “Uh, I’m Aki. Aki Hayakawa.” He finally gave you a lopsided, awkward grin as he turned your phone back to you – with his number typed in it. Score! Cute guy’s number in your phone on just week 2 in Tokyo. Seems the ¥1.7k spent on YesStyle for this new-and-hip lip tint didn’t go to waste.

You nodded, smiling as you stared at the white numbers. By now, passersby were starting to notice your awkward exchange, but when have you ever been able to keep your mouth shut? “Thank you – I’ll text you. Also, why do you order your coffee black?” 

—

aki my baby: I’m going to stop by the corner store before I come over to help you pack. Do you want anything?

You roll over on your bed and pick up your phone, checking out the notification. Behind it, a picture of you and your boyfriend, Aki, on a Ferris wheel. Aki is pictured with a downwards smile and a comically large corndog in hand, while you grin ear to ear, holding up a peace sign. It’s a beautiful picture, with all the night city lights in the back and your hair blowing just right in the high wind. You stare at your room, boxes vacant of any item when today is your move-in day. You should probably stop reminiscing and get on that.

You: no ty

aki my baby: ??? Are you sure?

aki my baby: [1 Attachment]

A picture of your favorite gummy bears. Okay, it looks like you forgot that. Aki: 1. You: 0.

You: omg

You: wait

You: yes those ones

You: thank u. i love u… ( ͒  ́ඉ .̫ ඉ ̀  ͒)...

aki my baby: I love you too. See you in a bit.

It’s been maybe two and a half years into your relationship with Aki Hayakawa, and you already have a vision board in your closet for the wedding. Well, no, not really, but now that the idea has come up… you’re seriously considering it. 

Aki is like a dream-come-true, rom-com movie kind of boyfriend – that boy next door, best friend’s older brother vibe. He’s almost fake. Your life right now is what 13-year-old you watched through a screen, and you love that – and him. He knows your favorite flowers, favorite TV show, favorite movie, favorite book, all 20 of your favorite songs, which lyrics you like most out of each of them, and how many times you cried over losing your favorite hoodie – which he promptly found 2 hours later because he was there, front and center, to count all of the times you cried – making him the perfect boyfriend. To top off this quintessential boyfriend act, he – reluctantly – offered you a spot at his place, since you got tired of everything breaking down at yours. However, there is one thing missing.

Aki had previously refused to let you meet his three friends – roommates? Siblings? Children? Whatever. All that you know of them is that they cause a ton of trouble for him. 

You just brushed it off. I mean, who are you to request for even more of his personal life than however much you know right now? But… you’ve always been just a little curious. Anyone would want to show off their girlfriend, right? 

They sound interesting enough from the tales Aki tells you. He only spoke of them in passing: a peanut butter and jelly sandwich in the bathtub, sleeping on the toilet, roleplaying as a “queen” and her lowly subordinates, and an overwhelming number of dogs. You have to meet them. It’s a risible concept really – how’d he end up with them if he’s so… reserved? Then again, how’d he end up with you?

Di-i-uhh—thunk!

Oh. Right. The doorbell is broken too.

“I’m coming!” Two and a half years ago, the doorbell made the same, ugly “thunk” sound when Aki came to pick you up for the date – or hangout, whatever you wanna call it – that made you official, so you supposed it was alright to leave it broken. For memories. 

It was on the rooftop of your apartment building, so you didn’t think anything special of it – until he started dropping indirect, heavy hints like “You’re so pretty… uh, you always have been,” followed up by “You’d be even prettier as my girlfriend.” Well, the latter was mumbled under his breath, and you had to fill in the blanks, so you’re not 100% sure if you’re quoting it verbatim. Regardless, it was cute, he was – is – cute, and his personality is cute – which checks all of your boxes. So, you said yes. And in the end, the doorbell never got fixed. He asked you about it a couple of months ago, and instead of telling him the whole story, you just told him it was important that it was kept that way. He didn’t question you any further, because you started shoving this new recipe you found on Instagram into his mouth.

“Hi, baby,” This long, yet your stomach still flips at his every word.

“Hi,” By now, you’re practically cheesing. He steps aside and invites himself into the apartment he practically shares – well, now shared – with you.

“You haven’t packed?” Oh. Too busy eating chips and watching random re-runs of your favorite TV shows, but you won’t tell him that.

“What?” You look around, feigning innocence, and throw your hands up with a smile. “Sooooorry. I’ll get on it now. With you here, it’ll be super fast.” At this, Aki just smiled and shook his head, putting his house slippers on (I told you, he practically shared this apartment with you) and shuffled into your kitchen, leaning on the island.

“I talked to my, uh, roommates today.” He said, scratching the side of his neck.

Your eyes widen. “You’re just now telling them I’m moving in?” 

Aki slid his tongue over his teeth and loosened his grip on the counter behind him, watching you. “Yeah. You know Denji – well, no, you don’t, not yet – but he’s been dying to meet you for a while now, and if I told him too early, he’d never shut up about you moving in until you did.” 

You smiled at him, shoving some stuff into the boxes in your living room. “Denji sounds like more fun than you are,” you joked. “Are you gonna come and help me pack, or are you here to watch me do it?”

He sighed, walking over to the empty box adjacent to yours. “This is unpaid labor. Definitely illegal.”

“You came here, willingly.” You pointed out, then leaned over to give him a quick peck on the cheek. “There. I paid you. Totally legal.”

Aki points to his lips. “That’s minimum wage. I deserve a bonus, since I’m working last minute, don’t I?”

—

“That’s the last one.” Aki huffed and smoothed out his incredible slick back and stick-up ponytail, looking over at you in shorts, the huge t-shirt you stole from him, and slippers that are definitely overdue a replacement.

“I told you we should’ve hired movers.” You sneered and rolled your eyes, sweat lining your eyebrows as the hot sun poured onto the two of you. You hopped into the van's passenger seat, immediately pulling down the sunshade and basking in the coolness.

“You have every home decor item from every home decor store in every city in Japan and probably beyond in your house. I wasn’t anticipating that.” Aki reached down to put the car in reverse, backing out of the parking spot. “Plus, I did most of the heavy work.”

You rested your tilted head on your propped arm on the center console of the car, fighting back a giggle – not gonna give him the satisfaction of a joke that actually landed for once. “You’re so sassy.”

“You like it.”

“...Whatever.”

—

Before entering the complex, Aki gave you a stringent set of rules and a rather cohesive oral rundown of how your meeting with Denji and the others is going to go. The former was on a piece of paper, written in oddly legible chicken scratch. On the top, there was a directory of sorts of all 3 of his roommates, paired with rough doodles of their images. It read as follows:

NO screaming with Denji, Power, or Nayuta.

Do NOT ask Nayuta about the dog’s personalities, names, ages, or any of the sort.

Do NOT ask Power or Denji any questions.

NO play-fighting, no sparring, no physical contact with ANY of the idiots roommates.

Do NOT talk too much with them.

Yeah, sure. You’ll follow them, but sometimes… rules are suggestions. You’ve known Aki for over 3 years; anyone who keeps him company is your friend. Any friend of yours is treated with wholehearted love. So, it’ll be justified when you break the physical contact rule. A hug should be fine, right? 

Walking up the stairs with Aki, he reminds you of the makeshift contract. “You don’t want to deal with Power especially. Trust me. It’s all in your best interest to adhere to it.”

You brushed him off with a wave of the hand. “Sure. I bet they’re the coolest ever and you’re just a huge grump.” He turned the knob for you, pushed the door open, and rolled his eyes, ushering you into the apartment where the three were gathered around the chabudai, playing cards. 

“YES!” The red-horned one started screaming, slamming the cards down as the blonde started to grumble in discontent, mumbling something about cheating, fluidly mixed with an impressive string of profanities. It was obvious they had not recognized your presence, but the black-haired child did, neck craned, eyes burning a hole in your skull. Dogs surrounded her figure seated by the chabudai as she fed each one a bone-shaped treat. Surprisingly, they’re oddly well-behaved for such a numerous bunch. Wow. The prophecies are true.

You stood there awkwardly, looking up at Aki for help; however, he let go of your hand and shrugged, making his way to the kitchen to wash dishes that had a substance burned and caked onto them beyond repair.

“Hello,” your voice, although naturally loud, barely overpowered the even louder atmosphere, courtesy of the red-horned and the blonde – which, by the drawings on the paper, you presume are Power and Denji – prompting the black-haired child – Nayuta? – to roll her eyes and hit her hand on the low table to get their attention, gesturing to you. “She’s here.”

The blonde – sorry – Denji’s jaw drops. Aki tugs an apron on, puts something in the oven, and completely ignores the event as if it happens daily. Does it happen every day? Power immediately jumps up from the table and hops over to you. “You’re Aki’s girlfriend?” She says, mildly judgemental. 

You nod, beaming. Forget the rules, she’s adorable! “You’re literally so cute! Are your horns real?” You reach to touch them, and she slightly maneuvers her head to make it easier for you.

“Yeah. But don’t get any ideas,” she says, seemingly sizing you up. “Just ‘cause you’re moving in doesn’t mean you get to call the shots. I still do.” Power says, pushing her proud chest out.

You laugh, feeling tears prickle your waterline… from fear, or is she just funny? Okay, this one is the queen in that “queen and her lowly subordinates” game. You hear Aki reprimand her from the kitchen, and she answers with an annoyed “What?”

Denji sighed, pushing Power aside with one arm, prompting a grunt and a sudden dive of her head, mouth open and clearly aimed to snatch off the skin of Denji’s forearm. However, the fiasco is immediately stopped by a stern “Hey!” from Aki. 

“Sorry about her,” Denji sighs. “She doesn’t know how to act.” He rolls his eyes and then sticks out a hand for you to shake. What a gentleman! Aki must’ve been exaggerating in those horror stories about him. You take his hand, nodding and saying hello.

It’s sticky.

His hand is… tacky. You blink once, twice, and one more time before tightening all of your facial features and retracting your hand with extraordinary quickness, clenching your hand in your t-shirt. “Your hand,” you breathe out. “It’s, um,”

“Oh. Sticky? No big deal.” Denji laughs from his stomach. “But uhh, I don’t know where from. Probably like, from cleaning up after Nayuta’s dogs.”

You look over at Aki once again. He’s got oven mitts on and sharp flour on the part of his apron that meets the counter. 

He shrugs.

—

You flop down on the bed, exhausted with a raw hand – from scrubbing off every trace of … whatever … that could’ve been left on your hand. 

“Are you okay?” Aki walks in, wet-haired and with a towel wrapped around his waist. He eyes your figure splayed out across the bed, with a telling look that screams “I told you so”. He gets dressed, climbs into the bed, and lets you rest your head on his chest. “Well,” he starts, but you shoot him an annoyed look, so he pushes his lower lip up in a cartoonish frown and stays silent.

“I like them,” you finally say, after 10 minutes of deafening silence, punctuated by a snore coming from a neighboring room. It seems the others are asleep. “They’re cool. Fun.” Okay – optimistic much? Your cup is half full, not half empty. 

Aki laughs at you, kissing you on the head and pulling the covers up. “Okay,” is all he says, but you could tell he still wanted to declare himself right. “You’re staying?” He asks, an eyebrow up under his wet bangs. 

Today, you indirectly touched dried dog urine – question mark? –, got threatened by a loud, red-horned girl, and walked into what is practically a dog shelter. 

You nod, sighing. “Yes, I’m staying.” You look up at him, a smile on his face, one he was very obviously trying to fight earlier. “Quit smiling. It takes a lot to deter me, so I’ll stay. I like them.”

“I’ll stop smiling if you kiss me.”

“Go to sleep.”

[seangelfish]

#Sil300Special hii I hope there is still some space ay, I was wondering if I could request headcanons for cozmez with a s/o fem who is a children's entertainer ^^ well that would be all jeje tkm and congratulations *hugg* <33

Here's the first request for the event!! Thank you so much for your request for my 300 followers event! ♡(>ᴗ•) Your request is ranked 8th, so there isn't a gift this time around, but thank you for participating nevertheless~ 💕

THEIR S/O AS A CHILDREN'S ENTERTAINER

Featured characters: Kanata Yatonokami, Nayuta Yatonokami

♡ Tags: Headcanons/bulletpoint fic, fluff, casual romance, established relationships, fem reader

♡ Word count: 559 (Kanata), 467 (Nayuta)

♡ A/N: I loved writing this. It was the sweetest thing. I hope everyone enjoys! (˚ ˃̣̣̥⌓˂̣̣̥ )♡

Kanata doesn't care how you make your money, but he does get intrigued when you would always come home to him with candy and confetti in your pockets.

"Look at my haul today, Kanata!" you exclaimed, dropping all the candy onto his lap. "Let's try some–"

"Oi..." he said, annoyed at the fact you just dumped all your sweets on him. "We can't eat these until after dinner, y'know?"

You were always so happy whenever you'd show him what the kids had given you that day, describing how the parties went that in the end, it made Kanata want to attend these events to see you in action too.

He had never seen you working before because your usual gigs were children's parties, but there were times you'd work at public events that were usually hosted in the middle of the city.

You had informed him about your current event beforehand, so he went to visit you after working his own jobs set by Iori.

But when he arrived, he didn't see you anywhere. Sure, there were balloons and kids everywhere and that big, fluffy bunny mascot that you couldn't miss, but you, his girlfriend, wasn't there.

"Ehhh... where is she?"

Kanata stayed for a few minutes, eyeing the happy faces of kids who were given balloons by the bunny, but he came here for you, not some middle-aged man in a rabbit costume.

He was about to leave until the bunny ran over to him. It took his hand and tried giving him a balloon.

"Argh... No thanks, I'm fine," he uttered. He was kind of embarrassed that the bunny went over to him and made him the centre of attention. "No, seriously. I don't want it."

But the bunny was reluctant. You were reluctant. Urging your boyfriend to take the balloon was hard when he was being so stubborn.

"Just take the balloon, Kanata!" you cried under the layers of fabric and foam. You jumped up and down in frustration as the balloon followed your movements.

And for some reason, this was what got Kanata to accept the balloon. "Okay, fine..." he sighed, but a smile appeared on his face. "Thanks... (Y/N)."

You had told him you were going to be working as a mascot this time around, but it seems that Kanata didn't take that information in until the last second.

But you were content that he finally accepted your balloon, so you continued to do your job of entertaining the kids.

When your shift was over, Kanata was waiting for you with the string in between his fingers. He looked adorable sitting there with the balloon you gave him.

"Kanata, I'm done!" you said, engulfing him in a hug. You had changed out of your mascot costume so you were free to talk to him normally. "I'm glad you came!"

With his other hand, he hugged you back. "Yeah... I didn't expect that mascot to be you though," he confessed. "Not until you started stomping like that, haha."

"Was that how you recognised it was me...?" you questioned in offence. But you laughed as you linked arms with him, ready to go home. “But I was a cute bunny, wasn’t I?”

“Mm, the cutest,” he agreed. “Do I still have to hold onto this balloon though…?”

“Of course! I gifted it to you after all!”

Nayuta thinks it’s pretty cool that you’re a children’s entertainer. But to be honest, he always thinks you're cool.

Since he can't see you at work, he's still content with the fact you can show him pictures and videos of you performing. He always has something cute to say about how you dress or the way you speak to the kids.

"Your outfit's really... interesting... but you look adorable, haha."

But he does want to see you work in person one day. The two of you don't know how that is possible though, but an opportunity arose when one of the kid's parties was held at the park.

"Nayuta, you can help me set up the activities," you said. "It'll be fun!"

"Sure, but do I have to wear those costumes too...?"

"Of course you do! It's part of being a children's entertainer!"

Nayuta barely wore such absurd and bright colours, but you thought he looked adorable. He looked like a little kid in his primary-coloured outfits and polka dots.

"Hehe, smile!" you chirped, taking a pic of your boyfriend.

"H-Hey! Delete that!"

"No way! You look so cute! Plus this is something to be remembered."

Nayuta scoffed under his breath, but he didn't press on further. You did look really happy.

"Fine," he breathed as he flicked your forehead with a small smile. "Just don't show anyone else, okay?"

When it was time to entertain the kids, Nayuta helped you out with the activities you had planned for them beforehand. He was exceptional when speaking to the little ones and it surprised you a little.

But he was terrible at making balloon animals, so he just sat there and watched you do it.

For most of the time that he was there, he admired you, watching you in awe and in love that you could be so energetic and humorous.

At home, you were the complete opposite. Sure, you were energetic, but this was a whole different level. The kids loved how entertaining and fun you were that the atmosphere Nayuta was occupying felt so cozy and warm, something that he didn't get to experience when he was a kid.

"Thanks for helping me out, Nayuta!" you exclaimed. "Did you have fun?"

Nayuta nodded as he carried a little party bag filled with candy in one hand whilst the other carried yours.

"Haha, yeah I did," he said, but continued softly. "I'm glad I got to experience that one way or another..."

"Hmm?"

"Nothing~"

Despite helping you out that one time, Nayuta concluded that he just wasn't fit to be a children's entertainer, but he loved that you were one, so that was all that mattered.

And yet he still loved hearing your stories and watching videos of you performing. He'll never get tired of those.

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[kumikomochidesu]

Burning Bridges

Prompt: cozmez mom came back (like nothing happened 🙄 smh) DISCLAIMER: I don't own Paradox Live or any of its characters.

"I won't repeat myself again. Stopping yapping nonsense and get out!"

The tap water dropping from the sink was the only thing that could be heard. There was a deafening silence in the room until the sound of the train from the outside broke it.

Kanata swallowed thickly and as if an instinct, his arms quickly shielded Nayuta behind him.

"Huh? Where is all this anger coming from?" The woman smirked. "Kanata... remember that both of you are nothing without me."

Kanata scoffed. "With or without you, we've always been nothing. So what do you want me to do? Thank you? For what? For abandoning us?"

The woman sneered. "I am your mother!"

"Know your place." Kanata steps forward and rests his hand inside his pockets. "You're just a woman who happens to give birth to us."

Nayuta clenched his fists. He was unable to move an inch but the anger building up inside him is getting stronger as their conversation goes on.

"Shut up!" The woman screamed.

Kanata laughed out loud bitterly. "What? Now you're trying to act like you cared for us when we were little!"

Nayuta gripped his arm. Memories started to come in waves and as much as he wanted to forget all about it, it will still haunt him in his sleep.

He remembered the slap Kanata took from the hand of that woman that sent him flying on the other side of the room. Kanata was immediately unconscious after that and got a really bad fever when he woke up. He remembered the way she dragged both of their hairs towards a small room to lock them up just because of a small mistake in cleaning the dishes. They way she insults and shouts at them as if they were slaves. The broken bottles, the screams, the wounds and bruises...

The thunder and lightning from that night when she sent them in an orphanage. He would never forget the smile and satisfaction from that woman's face.

He would never forget.

"Didn't you wish that we weren't born!?" Kanata screamed.

"I just said that because I was drunk! I was drunk and I don't really mean what I said!" The woman screamed back.

"Cut the crap!"

"Why won't you listen to me!?"

"I said shut the fuck up!"

Kanata kicked the table beside him and the contents above it scattered around. Some fragile things shattered and the water spilled on the floor.

Nayuta didn't even flinch at all of these. Everything seems to repeat from their past.

"Get the hell out of her-"

Before Kanata could even finish what he was saying, a sickening slap was heard across the room. Kanata stumbled sideways but quickly regained his balance.

The woman chased her breath, face red, still fuming over Kanata. But when her eyes landed on Nayuta, she immediately reached out her hand. "N-Nayuta..."

Kanata gasped. "Don't you ever come close to him!"

The woman reaches him before Kanata could even stop her. She grabbed both of his hands and caressed it gently as if he was fragile.

She smiled. "Nayuta... this is Mom. Do you still recognize me?"

Her voice is unusually soft. She was never like this except for the countless men she brought home. She was being so gentle. Her hands were soft and warm.

"This is Mom, Nayuta. I'm back." She reached up and patted him on his head. "My little boy. What do you want to eat? Do you want new clothes? I'll buy it. Anything you want."

Kanata, with wide eyes, watches the scene with dread creeping up to his bones. He stared at Nayuta, who was still unmoving.

He felt like his heart was dropping. He should move. He should move and push her away from Nayuta.

But how can he?

"Nayuta? Can you hear me? Look, Mom is here now. I won't leave anymore."

How could he take away something that he longed for so bad?

When they were kids, Nayuta always wanted his mother's attention. He never loses hope that someday she would come to love them and care for them as her sons. Even after abandoning them and sending them away to an orphanage. He would always tell Kanata that he dreamed about their mother crying and running to take them back.

It was all just a dream, indeed.

Nayuta came to a realization that they were really tossed out like trash on the streets. No one will ever care for them. No one will love them. No one will cry running to take them back.

The woman leaned a bit closer to Nayuta's ear. "Say, why don't we leave this town together? Just you and me with all the prize money. We don't need that brother of yours."

Nayuta felt something snapped within him.

A chuckle escaped from his mouth. Until it turned into laughter. Nayuta clutched his belly as his laughter rang across the room.

Suddenly, the woman finds herself on the floor. Her body stumbling backwards and her back slapped the floor, making her gasped in pain.

Nayuta gripped the woman's collar tighter, still laughing. The woman gripped his hand back and glared. "W-Why you bastard!!!!"

Kanata felt his knees weaken as he let his body drop on the floor, still watching Nayuta in shock.

Nayuta's laughter soon died down and it was replaced by rapid tears streaming down his face. He watches them drop on the woman's face one by one.

"Look. Does this satisfy you now?" Nayuta asked with a quivering voice. "I'm crying because of you."

Nayuta sobbed and gripped her collar tighter. "T-there are many times... many times that I wished you'd change... i want you to care for us, pat us on the head...."

Gripping her collar tighter until his hands hurt, Nayuta looked down and dropped his head above his aching hand. "...cook us warm food... tend to us when we are sick.... h-hold our hands when we're having nightmares!"

Nayuta looked up, his eyes burning from the torrent of tears. "Why do you hate us so much that you wanted us gone!? What did we do wrong!? I WANT TO KNOW WHY IS IT SO HARD TO LOVE US!"

Releasing his grip from her collar, Nayuta dropped his body and sat on the floor. Kanata immediately ran towards him and engulfed him to an embrace as he pulled him away from the woman.

Nayuta and Kanata glared at the woman in front of them.

The woman sat up, holding her neck and stared at them in shock. She tried to stand up as she scrambled to her feet. Running towards the door, she clumsily opened it and slammed it shut.

Then, there was silence.

The familiar silence of something abandoned and left alone.

Nayuta wiped his tears and looked at Kanata. Kanata looked at him in concern.

Nayuta sniffed and smiled. "I'm hungry."

Kanata felt tears forming from his eyes but quickly wiped them. "Y-Yeah. Let's hit raimentei?  What do you say?"

Nayuta stood up and stretched his body. "Hell yeah-ah! But we have to clean this mess first!"

"Ah, fuck."

"It's your fault for kicking it. You're honestly scary earlier."

"Nayuta's the scary one. Why the hell are you laughing like a madman while crying?"

"Shut up. You cried too."

"No, I didn't!"

"Yes, you did."

"..."

"..."

"Well... It's because... Nayuta's crying too."

"..."

"..."

"Ne, Kanata..."

"Hmm?"

"Why don't we build a trap in our front door so no one can trespass?"

"Yeah. That might be a good idea."

[END]

[protags-fic-blog]

Congrats on applying to college! If you’re not too busy, how would the Amnesia and Variable Barricade guys react to being asked if they’d still love you if you were a worm?

thanks so much!!! It’s been a little stressful (if you can’t tell by my lack of posting), but writing is my passion, and I need time for it in my schedule, so I’m never too busy <3 Silly headcanons beneath the cut. Formatted a little different than usual but the names are all highlighted <3

Amnesia and Variable Barricade - Would you still love me if I was a worm?

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Amnesia

Shin

"uh... no?"

would probably put you in some dirt

Toma

"what?"

you repeat the question and he furrows his brow

"uh.... sure, i guess. i'll get you a pot of dirt or something"

Kent

he'd release you back in to the wild

you're horrified

"why can't i live in your plants??" "my plants have ample nutrients. a worm deserves to be part of its natural ecosystem"

Ikki

"am i a worm too?" "no" "hm."

"would you still love me if you were a worm?" "sure, i'd love you!"

doesn't answer the question

Ukyo

"yes"

the day continues as if that never happened

———

Variable Barricade

Ichiya

“of course! I’ll keep all the birds away from you”

he’d probably make a little worm pocket on all of his shirts to carry you around

truly heartworming

Taiga

“no 😈”

the look on his face tells you enough

Shion

“perhaps.”

he doesn’t elaborate but he likes to think that you could live in one of his terrariums

…. just as long as you aren’t slimy

Nayuta

“I’ll protect you, even if you’re a worm!”

he wonders how you’ll punish him if he does something wrong though. eat his food? hide in the dirt?

i think, if you asked this question, and then hid from him the next day, he would probably go out of his way to put all the worm he sees in a little container so he can check when he gets home

worm friends

Bonus: Kasuga would say no. Hibari would give a VERY confused look, and Tsumugi would say yes and talk about how she would make you a worm garden and get you lots of flowers (ikebana moment).

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[gwagwagwagoogoo]

Kinda wanna throttle Nayuta ngl, even though she can and would kill me

SHES SOOO SILLY oh she’s such a horrific little creature I want to put her in my pocket

I do love how many issues Nayuta has in terms of her control issue, and how she views people as property but she’s a very very direct contrast to Makima all thanks to Denji trying to up bring her. Makima was cunning and sly while Nayuta will point and throw tantrums and also scream cry and throw up when she doesn’t get her way

She isn’t WRONG about Asa’s scent being weird because it’s YORU USING HER BODY. I do like how denji has talked about his past relationships to her, and I also like how it’s implied that they talk regularly about things and denji is still standing his ground (to successful results, it depends)

I hope she can chill out eventually or she jumps the deep end and just loses her shit but while she doesn’t seem to respect denji in a creditable sense, she does in some way listen to him

Again to successful results it all depends

I like her shes insane and I like how even though denji disagree he ultimately puts her first because that’s his little sister yknow

[kobeniliker]

Cube reads: Chainsaw man Chapter 131

Typical warnings for canon typical violence, vomit, and SPOILERS!!

Okay aside from Fujimoto literally just flexing his art skills again. THERES SO MUCH GOING ON!!?!?!?

Ok first thing that caught my attention:

Meal made with love. We saw parts of her cooking process, and I don’t know what to make of that statement? Her love of murdering people? Her love of cooking? More interestingly, love seems to be the weakness of devils, so then how would she make something with love if it is dangerous to her? Personally I think that it refers to Denji’s love for Asa, or just Denji’s love in general. He loves the world and believes good things can happen, despite all he’s been through. Also apparently Chainsaw man tastes bad to devils in general, as the both the Bat and Fox devils stated that denji tasted very bad to them. 

It’s funny that she gets so upset about this, but also shows in what ways devils are similar to humans. She does have feelings, and her feelings can get hurt. She likes what she does, she has hobbies, she has relationships with others (Famine, as her employee but still). On another note, it also highlights the differences because most humans don’t point at someone and explode them with their mind whenever they are insulted. 

Also. Famine devil is her employer??? Kind of makes sense I guess lol. 

Famine devil states that she can make the “starved” into her pawns, which is why she wanted to starve Asa/Yoru/the war devil. In a literal sense her pawns seem to become very small, and while not COMPLETELY controllable by her Famine definitely has power over them. Does she just keep her pawns in her pocket? They are very small, so I wonder what will happen to Falling now. She is obviously still alive! Tbh giving me pokemon returning to the pokeball vibes.

Again to the prophecy, it very clearly has to do with Denji, and now with Famine’s plan to stop it, Asa/Yoru. I love her motive for preventing an “age of devils”. She’s right. Pizza and chinese food would stop existing if humans stopped existing. She’s right, and what’s even funnier is that she describes this as the “worst possible scenario”. For her it makes sense, we see how much she loves food from the cafe scene with yoshida. (speaking of, WHERE IS YOSHIDA?!?!?!?!!). Nayuta though. She’s the control devil, she doesn’t really have any motive to stop a devil revolution? Of course, she is a reincarnation of the control devil being raised by denji, so she probably appreciates food on a similar level to Denji. Also that she was basically born by Denji eating Makima, so food and eating is somewhat important to her in that sense. I don’t know if she knows how she was born, but she knows about devils and her own powers and doesn’t question Famine and her being sisters. 

Though she is very powerful, she is very much a child! She has been through a lot and is constantly at risk of losing the only person she cares about. I love that she prioritizes school over literally saving the world. I think that reflects a lot of Makima in her, in her pursuit of knowledge. Makima was the only one who remembered the names of the devils chainsaw man ate. Makima was very clever, and knew a lot, although she didn’t go about using her skills in a helpful way. Makima’s main motivation as a character was to have an equal and caring relationship with someone. Nayuta already has that, with Denji. 

While Denji supports her and encourages her to go to school, he never went to school, and he is also a child! He prioritizes saving other people over himself, and there is no way that Nayuta doesn’t know this with him running off to fight devils and save people. Denji mentioned that Nayuta is very smart, and with this combined with her prioritizing school over preventing an apocalypse, gives us much better insight into her character and motivations. She’s a nerd.

Nayuta is a very interesting character because while she is a child, she’s also a devil, and there is no precedent in the manga for how she will behave and grow up. It’s a very Nurture vs. Nature situation. I think that if she were growing up in a safe and stable environment she would turn out much like any human child. However, she is a devil, and has devil powers, and could be influenced by other devils like Famine. Famine has her own interests, but she was easily able to convince Nayuta that actually, an age of devils wouldn’t be fun, despite Nayuta having the exact opposite opinion before their conversation. I think this sets up Nayuta’s character arc for a conflict of her inherent nature as both a devil and being created by Denji, and outside influences both from Denji raising her, and other devils. 

I’m so hyped for the next chapter omg i love this manga aaaaaaa!!!!!

[fukuokanodivision]

OverDrive Drama Track 1 - Lightning Never Strikes The Same Place Twice [It had been at least 2 months after OverDrive formed from the ashes of Traffic Light. 4 months after Traffic Light’s escape from Chuohku, Chuohku. The headquarters were women ruled like queens without a care in the world. Sure, they had strength, but OverDrive had something way more powerful.] -PulseCo Records- Boss: Ah, Seishin. I knew I’d find you here. Always working hard, aren’t you? [A sigh of relief came from an adult with jet-black hair and blue eyes, who looked up from his paperwork.] Eko: No problem boss. Yesterday’s concert was a total hit, the box office was almost selling out like crazy! You had to see to believe it. Boss: That sounds like a job well done. Speaking of jobs, The mailman came by earlier. He had a letter addressed to you, let me just… [The man pulls out a letter from his pocket and hands it to Eko. Eko runs his fingers along the paper.] Eko: I see, tell the mailman thanks from me if he’s still around. Boss: I will, I’ve got some work to get at anyway, so I’ll see you around. Eko: No problem, bye. [Eko waved as his boss left them room, once he left, he turned his attention to the letter in his hands.] Eko: Now to see what’s inside this letter… [He slowly, but surely began opening the letter as his fingers trembled while opening. Once it was opened, he checked the back of the envelope and almost fell out of his chair, making a noise between a gasp and a yelp.] Eko: T-this is not happening… -deep breath- Steady yourself. Now, let’s see what ‘they’ want… [As Eko skimmed through the letter, he almost blacked out. After he read, he set it on his desk and began to dial up OverDrives GC, mimicking dolphin squeals under his breath, a habit when he’s nervous] Eko: Mai, Yuno, are you busy? -Next Step Dance Studio- [A soft noise startled Mai from their slumber, they’d unknowingly were sleeping on a couch after a long day. As they grumbled, they read the Caller ID and immediately answered.] Mai: What’s up Onii-san? -Yawn- Sorry, just had a long day… Eko: Oh, I didn’t want to bother you. But can you call up Yuno? I need all 3 of us at my place ASAP. I need to tell you something, very badly. Mai: No problem, I’ll see you at your place later. Eko: Thanks a lot. [Mai hangs up sighing and quickly calls Yuno, Still tired from their call with Eko.] -Kamora Residence- [As his phone rang, Yuno got up from his desk, leaving his notebook open. In his cardigan pocket, he fumbles for his phone and picks up.] Yuno: Hello? Oh, Mai-san. What’s up? Mai: Yuno-chin! glad you picked up. Listen, Onii-san wants all 3 of us at his place ASAP. He needs to tell us something… Yuno: Oh? I see, I’ll be right over. Mai: Thanks Yuno-chin! [Yuno hangs up and stretches. As he puts a jacket over his cardigan, he gives Gino a treat and says goodbye before heading out the door, wondering what Eko wanted to tell him and Mai so badly…] [Both Mai and Yuno were wondering: “What did Eko want to tell them?” The thought wasn’t surprising, but was at the same time (considering Eko tells them surprising things off and on all the time.) But to Eko, Whatever was going on, he knew it was not going to be pretty…] To be continued… Extras: Boss (Known as NaYuta) - Eko’s agency manager. Gino - Yuno’s pet fish.

[pillow-anime-talk]

music & vocaloids month ; twenty-third day.

synopsis: Until death do us part.

# tags: scenario; current relationship; disease!au; hospital!au; mention of depression; drama; angst; death mention; crying; sfw?

includes: gender neutral reader ft. megurine luka {vocaloid}

You would never believe that your life in the last several months will undergo so many changes, hopes, pleas and will be susceptible to so many unanswered questions and sincere prayers that will never come true.

Less than two years ago, your partner found out about her disease – about breast cancer, which, as it turned out, had been developing in the body of a young girl for several years, but only a little over a year and a half ago, during a gynecological examination, it turned out that Megurine... 

The cancer is now at a very advanced stage.

Every day your girlfriend got more and more depressed, she cried day after day, she apologized more and more to you that she doesn’t look like she used to, doesn’t smile like she used to, and isn’t like she used to be. Despite steroids, chemotherapy, despite breast removal surgery, despite a beautiful wig made of real donor hair, the young woman did not feel well. On the contrary. Each subsequent day spent in the hospital ward, on examinations, taking medications and on a special diet was more and more debilitating to her mind, and at the same time her body. Conversations with parents, with friends, with a psychologist and psychotherapist, and with you were not enough.

The twenty-five-year-old just wanted to be healthy; she wanted to go back to work, go on vacation with you, adopt a pet, and live with you again in a beautiful but small apartment in the city center. Luka wanted to go for a walk with you, go to the swimming pool, eat her favorite ice cream, and go to university and finish her education, thanking all her loved ones for their support and presence by her side. Unfortunately, everything indicated that the young girl would not leave the hospital for this year, or even the next.

“... Everything will be fine.” You said, touching your partner’s pale, slightly cool hand, and she just sighed, not looking away from the window.

“Y/N, I’ve been thinking about this for a long time and I’d like to tell you something.” At that moment, she looked at you with calm eyes, slightly subdued and empty, but you still saw in them love and hope for a better tomorrow. “I wish you’d find someone better. May you be happy again and find a reason to live. I don’t think I’ll live another year, so please go away and be happy with someone else." She said softly, her gaze falling to your and her hands. The woman wanted to let go of your hand, but in the same second you squeezed her fingers much tighter.

“That’s interesting, because I have something to tell you too.” You answered seriously as you pulled a small box out of your pocket. Luka frowned. “It’s not a proposal, it’s a promise.” You added, taking out two bracelets from the black package, and then put one of them on your woman, kissing her at the same time. You put the second bracelet on yourself, and then looked at the pendants on the jewelry; yours was in the shape of a small moon, while Megurine’s was in the shape of a silver sun. “No matter what you say, I will not stop loving you. I hope you will understand my choice. I don’t need anyone but you, and nothing won’t keep us apart. I think your disease make us stronger because I know you’ll beat her.”

“Y/N...”

“Do not cry. For love you don’t have to cry, just smile.” You said, wiping her pale face and she just nodded. “I love you.”

“I love you.”

previous day ; all girls from ho-kago tea time ♡ next day ; nayuta and kanata yatonokami from cozmez

[legthief]

Kanata anon again (hii)

This time I request the ask thing with Anne

I am not in fact crumbletea btw, but I am a mutual of theirs (hint- also in on the kanallen agenda). Try to guess who I am if you can

Hmm… are you paralive-shitposts, perhaps? Or ssubby?

Anne is actually one of my favorite Paralive characters (average Lollipop*Universe shill), so thank you for asking about them!

Sexuality: Anne will flirt with anyone and everyone. Hide your partners, they’re taking ALL of them. Bi/Pansexual

Gender: Anne’s whole thing is not fitting into the gender binary, so I just think Anne is Anne.

A ship I have with this character: Anne and Satsuki are really cute, but I also like Anne and Nayuta.

A BROTP I have with this character: Lollipop*Universe is forever real to me. I love their dynamic. They interacted for six minutes, but that six minutes was everything to me. I think Anne and Visty mesh well together as well.

A NOTP I have with this character: I don’t think I have one? Unless Saimon and Anne is a thing, which I don’t think it is.

A random headcanon: Anne started a groupchat with the other members of Lollipop*Universe and it’s either the most dead chat ever, or so incredibly chaotic.

General Opinion: I want to put them in my pocket.

Also, fun fact, Anne is the same height as Yohei… So scary.

[kozumebunny]

Hiii! Can I maybe request a denji x fem reader where denji has been crushing on y/n for a while and he’s also been taking care of nayuta who looks up to y/n as her mother and denji as a father figure and one day while nayuta and reader are out they get attacked by a devil and denji comes in and saves them in time and is hurt b/c y/n got injured since she was protecting nayuta and he takes the both of them to safety and finally confesses his feelings to which she reciprocates and after that they go home and are all cuddling in Bed and he’s hugging y/n and nayuta and all denji can think is how happy he is and how he’s going to protect his little family from now on

One of the things that stands out to me is that like. How Long would it take Denji to register you and Nayuta as a family unit, ya know? Like he can understand the whole responsibilities, but if ppl are like "you guys are like a family!" how long until Denji says "yeah!" instead of "no we just live together and I do grocery shopping and pick nayuta up from school"

Theres a brain cell missing and it has to do with Denji not fully understanding/having a family. He understands how one should mostly function, just doesn't recognize himself as having a family. It comes from a place of sort of self loathing, but also from a place of mostly not knowing what it's like to be in that dynamic himself

I think Nayuta would be the one thing that sort of brings you together, it's definitely a starter common factor.

It would be hell on earth but also heaven on earth for nayuta if you are her teacher! cause hey, her best friend and her caretaker could be together! even if the other kids make fun of her! I don't think nayuta would be the best at making friends at first, mostly because there's a language barrier, im p sure it says that Nayuta is from China, and she's essentially stolen away from Japan, so no she will not be magically (devilly?) knowing Japanese here

So you and Denji probably meet at a parent teacher meeting and you're like. okay well you're young to have a ten year old daughter. (insert you're a victim tiktok audio)

Probably bring up how Nayuta is having issues making friends so you mostly Hang out with her at recess and lunch

Nayuta doesn't seem particularly interested in making friends though she does have a natural affinity for dogs..

So Nayuta is the common factor for how you meet, and because she doesn't speak Japanese and we assume you do as you're a grade school teacher in Japan-

I think when you two first meet it's mostly purely professional. Of course nayuta's a kid so there's some classic out of pocket things.

"can you marry my teacher? I want them to always be my best friend"

I think that maybe Nayuta talking about you so much/highly would be one way into Denji's heart. He's got his hands full with a kid and devil hunting so a relationship isn't really in the cards for him at the moment.

The alternative is that Denji may have made a lewd gesture and didn't realize Nayuta saw it until she asked you. So you ask Denji to come in and talk to him about it and he kind of shrugs and is like 'it's a blowjob. what do you expect?" and he really really likes how flustered you get from that.

Its got him acting up

So to make the angst go brr you get attacked at school while class is in session. I'd imagine it's like a school shooter drill, where you block the windows, keep the lights off, and stay dead quiet so nothing can find you.

Denji is alerted by the school first, not the office. It's personal for Denji and they know it so that's why they didn't call him in. Idk girl im making this up as I go maybe it's cause he's on another mission that they deem more important than a school? idk im winging it

So Denji will automatically abandon his mission to go protect Nayuta but when he rolls up

and sees you hiding in the classroom keeping all the kids quiet with you in front of all of them

he's whipped (whip cracking noise)

he does start to see you more after that

even takes you out on a date!

picks nayuta up after school instead of having her walk home, and you walk with him for a bit, but eventually you start going all the way to Denji's apartment, and start staying for dinner, making dinner instead of them eating out all the time

absolutely melt when you find out denji sleeps on a futon in the living room so nayuta can have her own room

denji really likes having you sleep over. hates when you walk at night to go home

holds you really close when cuddling and if you move or try to get out he gets all pouty and exasperated!

[absolute-kings]

Interaction with Natuta pls? 🙏

Yo mama's boi! You're the only one who we can interact for now, right?

What a shame, I want to talk with Reon tbh ://

Anyway be nice with ppl who talk with you here, or I'll steal Nyankotaro from you :))

"Mama's boy?"

For a moment, you could see some shock in his eyes. But only for a moment. It was quickly replaced by a look of repressed anger.

"The others are out right now. Kenta will text me when he's done. Also, why would you wanna talk to HIM? I get that people fawn over the bastard but that's a little extreme..."

Up until this point, Nyankotaro had been quietly purring on Nayuta's lap. At the sound of her name, she scampered around him and hid behind his back. Nayuta gently scritches her head.

"That won't be necessary. I know how to act around others. I'm not a little brat."

The look in his eyes was telling that he might be referring to someone else.

"One more thing..."

He got up from his seat and stuffed his hands in his pockets.

"Don't talk about my mom."

He shoves past you and makes his way to the kitchen to begin making some coffee.

[takethistoyourstardust]

life goes on (anything goes)

rating: t

pairing: nayuren

kamen rider ooo au

summary: Ren Nanahoshi is a bit of a wanderer, who only ever has a little change in his pocket and a song in his head, never really wanting for anything. When he comes back to Japan after 6 years, he witnesses a child break a priceless artifact, which unleashes a horde of monsters called Greeed, which feed off of the desires of humans. A disembodied arm of a Greeed, named Nayuta, gives Ren a belt and three special coins, called Core Medals, to fight against the other Greeed as Kamen Rider OOO. Who is Nayuta, and why is he helping Ren fight against the Greeed? Why does the mysterious Tsurumaki Foundation seem so interested in helping him? As Ren finds out these answers and fights against the Greeed, he starts to realize that he may have a desire of his own, one that he’s been trying to suppress for the last six years… 

I FINALLY FINISHED CHAPTER ONE OF MY AASIDE OOO AU!!! Check the reblogs to read it! <3

[optimisticweeb]

Reon x Kenta

I Don't Want to be Alone

The sun is gone, and the wind blows strongly outside. There may be an incoming storm, so GYROAXIA's practice got canceled. Reon though it was a good thing. He could use some solo practice.

Home alone, Reon sits on his couch, guitar and pick in hand. He plays the melody for their new song, but it's a but difficult without Miyuki's drumming or Ryo's bass. Reon sighs and leans back against the couch.

There's a knock on his door, startling him from his train of thought. Reon frowns, putting his guitar down and shoving the pick in his pocket.

Who could it be?

He opens the door. Standing in the door way, is GYROAXIA's guitarist, Kenta Satozuka. Surprised, Reon scans him quickly. His tie is loose, his red hair messy, face flushed red, and his chest heavy. Reon can smell the alcohol on Kenta's clothes.

Out of all places, he choose Reon's house. It infuriated him slightly. Kenta and Reon didn't really get along well for reasons called Nayuta.

"Kenta? What are you doing here?"

A strong wind blows, and Reon shivers. He steps aside and lets Kenta into his house. Despite being drunk, he still had the decency to take off his shoes and leave them by the entrance.

"Can't believe how drunk you are."

Kenta turns around and points a finger at the guitarst.

"I'm not drunk!" His words are slurred together, obviously he's been drinking more than usual.

"Yes, you are."

"I'm not...fucking drunk!"

It's rare seeing Kenta angry, usually he's calm and quiet. Hearing him swear is another rare thing. Actually, Reon can't recall a moment where Kenta had cursed.

"Alright, can you tell the time?" Reon asked.

"Yes," the redhead turns to a clock on the wall, "I'm not fucking drunk."

Reon slaps a hand over his mouth, trying not to laugh loudly. He wished he had a camera to record it. Reon should really help Kenta. But it's another rare thing to see him drunk. Yes, Kenta liked wine and did drink it fairly often, just not a lot in one sitting.

Reon sighs and wraps an arm around Kenta's waist, letting his weight lean on him. Kenta graps Reon's shoulder in an attempt to steady himself. He wonders why Kenta came to his house. Maybe he should do some questioning.

Just a little bit of prying.

"Hey, Kenta. Why are you drunk?"

"Cuz I drank too much?"

Reon rolled his eyes. Okay, so maybe Kenta still had a shitty sense of humor. It kind of ticked him off.

"Nice one. Now tell me, why were you drinking?"

"Oh...fuck. Who knowz? I just got thirsty."

Kenta's words are slightly clearer, but it's kind of hard for Reon to understand him. The questioning will have to be cut short.

Reon takes Kenta to the couch, and the guitarist plops down. The redhead rubs his eyes, a quiet yawn escaping his flushed lips. Reon frowns soflty.

Kenta should take his bed for tonight. Sleeping on the couch isn't really comfortable. Besides, Reon still has practice. He glances at the clock that Kenta talked to earlier.

11:00 PM

"Reon."

"What?"

"What're ya thinkin'?"

"I'm thinking you should take my bed tonight."

"Oh."

He grabs Kenta's arm, and again slowly drags him away. Kenta leans against Reon, using him as support.

"Reon."

"What?"

"I'm hungry."

"No, you're going straight to bed."

"Ugh! Okay."

Kenta reluctantly allows Reon to drag him to the bedroom. He stares at Reon, who cutly bites his lower lip as he struggles to drag Kenta. He finds everything about Reon cute.

"Hehehe~"

"What's so funny?"

"Nnnothin'. You look cute though."

"Kenta, you're drunk."

"For fucks sake, I told ya'! I'm not drunk."

Reon heaves a sigh, relief washing over him as they reached his bedroom.

Why did it take so long?

He throws the redhead on the bed, who let's himself be thrown. Reon rubs his shoulder, which aches from Kenta's tight grip. There's a moment of silence, and Reon can see Kenta's expression change.

His face is still red, but his mouth is set in a straight line, and his eyes seemed watery. Kenta shifts in bed, leaving a wide area empty.

"Reon."

"What?"

"Lay down with me."

"Kenta..."

"Please? I don't want to be alone."

The yellow eyed male is taken aback. Kenta was never open with his feelings. Especially with his desires. So it's surprising to hear Kenta ask something. Especially a request like that.

"Fine. But I'm only going to lay down."

Reon fills the space Kenta left, awkwardly lying on his back. Kenta wraps an arm around his waist, gently nuzzling his face into Reon's shoulder.

"Will stay right here?"

Kenta spoke softly, voice barely reaching a whisper. It was so quiet, Reon thought he hadn't spoken at all. He glances down, and Kenta looks at him with hopeful eyes. Almost like a child begging their mom to stay.

"Sure, for as long as you need me to."

Kenta smiles soflty, a bright and beautiful smile that blinded Reon. He grabs Kenta's glasses and puts them on the nightstand.

Well, if he's going to sleep in the same bed as Kenta, he might as well get comfortable. He rolls onto his side, and brings a hand to the red strands of hair. He gently runs his fingers through the soft locks of hair.

So soft.

Reon slowly closes his eyes, feeling the drowsiness get to him. Weird, he thought. He wasn't tired until Kenta got here. He did waste a bunch of energy carrying him.

The warmth of the sun, brings Kenta back to consciousness, his head throbbing in pain. He groans softly, rubbing his eyes. He realizes the limiting space, and slowly raises his gaze.

Kenta's heart jumps at the sight. Reon's chest rises and falls, a steady rhythm that matches the beat of his heart. His hair is messy, but it makes him look hot. Kenta gulps slightly at the choice of words.

So he likes Reon, what's the problem?

The problem is that he got drunk and blacked out along the way. He doesn't remember jack shit. Kenta doesn't know if he told Reon about his feelings nor if he caused problems.

The thoughts and alcohol make his stomach ache. He realizes this pain, and groans softly. His nausea and head ache isn't really helping. Kenta gently pushes Reon's arm, slowly sitting up. He's careful not to wake him up.

His head feels like it's being squeezed under some sort of pressure. Kenta groans again, rubbing his head.

He feels like throwing up. This is not okay. He slowly gets off the bed, his legs threatening to crumble beneath him. The room spins and he doesn't know if he's on the floor or still standing. Kenta can feel the acid rising up his throat.

He cursed mentally and rushes to the bathroom, forgetting Reon's presence. He manages to get there in time to empty out his stomach. He holds his hair back, spitting into the bowl beneath him. He presses the handle, and watched it flush. Kenta waits patiently.

It comes again, the feeling of something going up and the acid burning his throat. He hates that feeling. Not to mention the taste is gross. He just tastes alcohol and puke. Not a good mixture.

Kenta breathes heavily. He feels something grazing his back. He jumps slightly.

"Hey, hey. Kenta it's me. Just relax, okay?"

Reon's voice is soothing and gentle. Kenta actually feels relaxed. He can still feel his stomach acid churning.

"I brought water and aspirin. Take them once you're done."

Kenta nods, feeling the bile rise up again. He mentally curses, and was slightly ashamed. Reon was in the room, afterall. Bearing witness to this mess.

Once he's sure it's over, and his stomach is no longer bubbling, he sighed softly. And gingerly stood up. Kenta opens the sink and rinses his mouth thoroughly. He rinses and spits repeatedly.

"Hey, I got you a toothbrush. I'll get you some clothes and a towel so you can shower."

Kenta nods once more.

"Thank you."

He cringed at the sound of his voice. Weak.

Reon smiles softly before disappearing again. Kenta rubs his head, groaning softly. He burshes his teeth for about ten minutes. There is no way he won't be thorough with his hygiene. Once that's done, he takes the aspirin and gulps down the glass of water.

The door to the bathroom opens again, and Reon leaves a pile of clothes by the entrance along with a towel.

"Sorry if the clothes don't fit you. They're mine."

Kenta tries his best not to blush. Wearing Reon's clothes is a blessing. He silently thanks Reon, who simply smiles in return.

Luckily, the keys of the showers were simple. He turns only the cold water on, and steps in. The cold water wakes him up. Kenta sighs softly, splashing the water onto his face. He just realized he doesn't know where his glasses are.

I hate myself so much right now.

Kenta groans softly. He's been tired recently. Band practice, school, checking in on his brother, taking care of Nayuta. Now that he's alone with his thoughts, it seems strange.

Why the fuck am I taking care of Nayuta?

Kenta grabs a shampoo bottle, making sure it's shampoo first, and squirts some onto his hand. He feels to relieved to shower. He reminds himself that he's at Reon's place. He blushes furiously, the warmth traveling down his neck and lower. He cusses out loud.

After showering, he grabs the towel and quickly dries himself off. Kenta slips the clothes on. It's rather loose around him. A long sleeved shirt, and grey jeans. They're really comfortable too. He exits the bathroom and steps into Reon's bedroom.

The room has obviously been cleaned and organized. The bed is made and the nightstand only has a clock on it. And...

"My glasses. Thank God."

He grabs them and slips them on. He can see clearly now. He smiles softly. Kenta leaves the bedroom and catches a whiff of food. His stomach rumbled, and he noticed how hungry he is.

Reon can cook?

He enters the kitchen and sees Reon by the stove. A song he doesn't recognize is playing, but it's a good song. Reon gently hums to the song, as he prepares breakfast. Actually, Kenta glances at clock, brunch. The song reached the chorus, and Reon began singing.

"Seiippai kono namida kakiwakete"

"Kimi ni subete o ageru kara"

"Onegai dō ka kienaide kure"

"Ano hi mamoru to kimeta, yakusoku wa kono mune ni"

Kenta smiles soflty. He wished he could see Reon's face. And besides, Reon's singing wasn't bad. It's actually really soothing and calming.

"Good afternoon."

Reon turns and beams at Kenta. It's startling, but the redhead doesn't mind. He enjoys seeing Reon smile. And he rarely smiles at him. So he won't comment.

"Hey! How'd ya sleep?"

Reon asks as Kenta takes a seat at the table.

"Not bad. Uhm, and you?"

"Pretty good, actually."

The kitchen is quiet. Kenta feels awkward, but the air doesn't feel that way. He wants to talk to Reon to ignore the weight of the air.

"What are you making."

"Ah, nothing special. Just curry."

The song that was playing hasn't finished, and it reaches the last few lines. Reon sings all of it flawlessly.

"It's a good song. What's the name?"

"Oh, haha. It's Polaris by Blue Encount. It's the opening for My Hero Academia."

Kenta has heard the name before. He just can't recall what it is.

"Oh, is that so?"

"Yeah, the openings are great and Blue Encount is a great band. I like to cover them sometimes."

Kenta nods, and it feels as if the air is lighter now. After a minute of waiting, a plate of curry is set in front of him, along with a spoon. Kenta thanks him, and gingerly scoops up a but of the curry. Reon sits across from him, setting his own plate.

"Oh, it's good."

Kenta comments. Reon smiles and nods, eating some himself.

"Sorry if it's kind of boring. I wanted to make something simple and quick. It's the only thing that came to mind."

Kenta shook his head.

"Now, tell me what happened yesterday."

Kenta shoves a spoonful of curry in his mouth. Wanting to avoid the question, he took his time breaking down the food. Reon sighs softly.

"Fine, don't answer."

Reon angrily stares at the plate in front of him, eating the food little by little. Kenta felt a little guilty. While showering, he did remember what happened yesterday and why he got drunk.

"I'll tell you what happened. But you have to tell me what I did last night."

"Alright."

Kenta gulps softly, poking at the curry with his spoon. He sighs softly and puts the spoon down.

"Wataru called me last night. He told me we had to talk."

"Your brother?"

"Right. Apperantly, my parents got in contact with him. They told him that they wanted to see me and him."

"Wait, aren't your parents divorced?"

"Yeah, Wataru said we'll be meeting them next week. I didn't want to. I told him I wasn't going to. He got mad at me. We had a small argument."

Kenta fiddles with his sleeves, avoiding eye contact with Reon.

"I decided to drink a bit. And, well, you know the effects of alcohol."

Kenta grabbed the spoon and shoved the curry into his mouth. It's good and made by Reon. He'll eat it. Besides he's done talking.

"Oh, uhm, I'm sorry."

"It's fine. Now tell me what happened."

"Oh, okay. You came by my place at like eleven. I let you in and thought you should sleep it off. That's it."

"Did I say anything?"

"Pfft, yeah. You told a clock you weren't drunk."

Kenta blushes madly. Here he was, worried about spilling his unnecessary emotions. But his worst enemy was talking to a damn clock.

"Reon, I'm serious. Anything else?"

"Err, nothing strange. I mean, you asked me to lay down with you because you didn't want to be alone."

Is it possible to blush this much in one day? Yes, yes it is.

Kenta's face grows hot and he looks down at his food. He rapidly eats all of it, wanting to leave the kitchen as quicklt as possible.

"Oh, and Kenta."

"Hm?"

"I think you should talk to your parents."

Kenta nearly chokes on the curry.

"You should be able to rely on them. Of course, that doesn't mean you should trust them right of the bat. I think you should try and fix your relationship with them."

Kenta coughs, startled by the sudden piece of advice. Reon stands and grabs a cup of water. He offers the cup and Kenta takes it.

"Thank you. You did a lot for me."

"Don't mention it. I'd do it again."

Kenta and Reon smile at each other.

"I'll make sure you won't have to."

[kumikomochidesu]

Frenemy (AllenKana fanfic)

Disclaimer: I do NOT own Paradox Live nor any of its characters.

Note: Set during the celebratory party of cozmez.

Ugh. Too loud.

Kanata grunted and stood up from the cushioned seat. The only thing that he wanted to do today was to sleep. He wanted to go home so bad but seeing Nayuta conversing with them made this party a bit worthwhile.

Noticing his brother's irritating look every time Compla Daimao hovers over him and Shiki, made Kanata snort. He's trying so hard.

As much as he wanted to deny it, these people have been a part of their journey. They won and if it weren't for these people, he wondered how will he hold on to his sanity.

With a yawn, he strode towards the veranda and was immediately greeted by the soft breeze. Kanata removed his cap and ruffled his hair. He leaned forward and rest his arms above the terrace while watching the train pass by from afar.

"Kanata?"

Kanata internally groaned when he heard that voice. He lazily replied, "What?"

He had gone outside to escape the noise but another disturbance ruined his peace.

The red-haired hip-hop junkie tentatively strode towards him. "I couldn't find you inside so I guessed you'd be here."

Kanata sighed. "Why do you even have to find me? What do you want?"

"Grumpy as always," Allen clicked his tongue and leaned on the terrace, mirroring Kanata's posture.

After a moment of silence, Allen spoke. "It's great that Buraikan accepted the final battle. Just thinking about it made me fired up! Have you got any plans already?"

Kanata just shrugged and yawned. "Yeah. Maybe. Haven't started yet. We're just waiting for the right momentum."

"Heh. But they're the kings, though. You two should be more prepared."

"The fuck... aren't we the kings too?" Kanata irritatingly and confidently said. "Don't underestimate us. We will beat their assess that they'll have no choice but to give us the crown."

"I'm not underestimating anyone. It's just that... you know, the legendaries will be up against the two of you. The reputation of Buraikan has been engraved on people's minds for years, they're going to protect it. They won't let the crown be worn by someone else." Allen thoughtfully said.

Kanata snickered. "Then we wouldn't let them wear the same crown coz it's fated to rest on our heads now. Buraikan's reputation? We already made our own."

Allen stared at him for a moment before releasing a chuckle. He shook his head and grinned. "As expected of you. You just don't waver, do you?"

Kanata didn't answer but he smirked. Of course. He and Nayuta - together they will reach the top. They don't waver to anything or anyone. Whatever or whoever they encounter, both of them will stand at the ground that they have worked to death.

This is just the beginning.

"With Nayuta beside me, everything will be a piece of cake." He proudly muttered.

Allen smiled thoughtfully. "Nayuta... he really came back, huh."

"Yeah."

Still smiling, Allen stretch his limbs and placed his hands inside his pockets. "To be honest, I almost lose all my hope for you. But when I was walking down that stairs, away from your house, something nags inside me. Something tells me that it wasn't the end."

Kanata clicked his tongue in annoyance. "Do you really need to bring that up? Aren't you happy?"

"Of course not! I was devastated!"

"Tch. Drama."

"Hey, I'm serious! I was thinking of ways how to snap you out of it. Maybe... a punch or something."

Kanata immediately rolled his sleeves and clenched his fists. "Well, if that's what you want, it's not too late."

"W-Wait, no! I mean, before! That time! I was desperate..." Allen momentarily paused, looking back on that day "...angry...frustrated...I want to do something even though I know I won't be a help."

Kanata stared at him for a second and looked away, fixing his sleeves back to their places. "You can't do anything about it."

"Y-Yeah," Allen scratch the back of his head and awkwardly laughed. "I realized that... no matter how I desperately want you to snap out of it, the pain you've felt that time was immeasurable. I'm sorry for barging in like that."

Another moment of silence.

"Well... I guess your words helped... a little bit."

"Eh...? EHH!?"

"I said, 'a little bit'!"

Allen chuckled in glee. "But still! Knowing that I somehow helped you--"

"Yeah, yeah, but after that day, I was planning to leave the town," Kanata interjected.

"W-What!?"

Kanata snorted at his reaction. "I met Shiki and we talked that day before I leave and that's also when Nayuta made his presence. Nayuta and Shiki are the ones who actually helped me not you."

"Is... that so?"

"Yeah," Kanata smirked at Allen's dejected expression.

The wind suddenly blew around them. There was an impending rain from afar as the surroundings darkens because of the heavy clouds.

Kanata wore his cap and his mouth formed into a small smile. "Still... thank you."

Suddenly, the sky roared. Lighting flashed against the clouds as it thundered, making the ground shake.

Allen's eyes widened to what he just heard. He was about to speak when the door leading to where they are suddenly opened.

"Oh, found him."

Kanata immediately looked back when heard the voice. "Nayuta? What's wrong?"

Nayuta shook his head. "Nothing. Suiseki-san's just looking for you."

Kanata sighed and lazily strode inside. "Yeah, yeah, I'm coming..."

When Kanata was out of his sight, Nayuta looked at Allen.

Allen smiled at him. "Hey, what's up, Nayuta?"

Taking his time, Nayuta stared at the red-haired boy. Kanata told me that he's too annoying and that his presence alone can irritate the hell out of him. But... I don't see it that way, though?

Nayuta walked towards Allen and stopped right in front of him. "Hey..."

Allen blinked in surprise. "Hmm?"

Nayuta smiled. "Thank you... for being Kanata's friend."

"Eh...? F-Friend...?"

Nayuta smirked. He rested his hands inside his jacket's pocket before turning around to leave. "That's all I wanted to say. Bye."

Not able to contain his emotions, Allen smiled widely and cheekily laughed. "G-Good luck! I'm definitely rooting for cozmez to win the final battle!"

Nayuta just put his thumb up while walking away.