#Minority that likes Toya

[writer-of-sunflowers]

Sometimes I look at a certain character I know who has a Canon age and I say "no"

Like... Think about any anime. YOU CAN'T TELL ME THEY'RE ALL 16 WHEN THEY'RE TALLER THAN ME (I'm 19)

I was talking about this with a friend, because I told her in my head Rui Kamishiro from Project Sekai was 18.

"And Akito?" she asked

19.

"Why 19?"

Because people tell me I'm IRL Akito and Rui and I can't see them as minors anymore. They're my age now. I kin them so much they kin my age now.

[project-sekai-facts]

In chapter 17 of Vivid BAD SQAUD's Main Story, MEIKO offers Akito tea in a whiskey glass, which understandably is originally mistaken for alcohol.

This scene is later referenced in chapter 7 of Beyond Prayers, The Tomorrow We Wish For, where Luka and KAITO are surprised that MEIKO would serve alcohol to a minor before they're told the truth. Toya also questions Akito, but he says that he didn't drink any, and in the after live he confirms that he doesn't drink at all because he's underage.

Both these interactions confirm that Street SEKAI MEIKO does stock alcohol at crase cafe and suggests that she likes whiskey, which calls back to MEIKO's character item being alcholic drinks (often depicted as sake).

[chatterbox-73]

Simptember 2024.

Day 2 - Psycho B*tch.

Dabi/Toya Todoroki x fem!Reader

This story is a smut story for simptember, I’ll be writing more characters x reader one shots for simptember and if you want to see a character please let me know...

You must be 18 years or older to read this...

🔞⚠️NO MINORS ALLOWED⚠️🔞

A/N: this is an edited re-upload from my old account😁

Summary: you’re crazy but Dabi likes that about you, you always know how to show him a good time.

Word count: 1.2k

CW: NSFW and adult content, implied relationship, ‘L’ bomb, mention of gun and knife play, drinking, drug use, Degradation, swearing, slapping/kicking (impact play), spitting, choking, mention of blood, daddy kink, mention of mental issues, creampie, unprotected sex, fingering/mastubating, eating cum and dub-con? (because there high)

‘Psycho Bitch’ were the words Dabi would use to describe you and Dabi knew he wasn’t wrong, you were the kind of skank that dressed up all cute, to ride his cock and then try to slit his throat or shot him in the face, laughed hysterically the entire time, you could just match his kind of crazy. Emotionally unstable and traumatic backstories, two things Dabi shouldn’t find so alluring, yet he does. Along with no sense of shame whatsoever and a willingness to open your legs for almost anything, Dabi found himself so deeply and madly into you, you draw him in with your sweet sensual affection and kept him coming back with you lack of sanity.

Dabi was lying curled up on a crusty old mattress on the floor, pain stinging his body and blood dripping from some of his skin grafts, he heard the window to his run down apartment slid open and instantly knew it was you, “fuck off, I’m not in the mood” he hissed and you only laughed as you walked over to his bed.

“Oh don’t be like that, I wouldn’t be here if I didn’t have any other options” you sighed before look down at the floor next to dabi’s mattress only to find a pile of empty pill bottles, “oh no, have you ran out of drugs” fake sympathy dripped from your voice as you leaned down and yanked the sheets off Dabi, “you’re in luck, patch face” you chuckled and dropped some bottle of mystery pills and a small baggie of white powder, “what’s this?” He held up the baggie and you winked, “maybe start with the pills” you sat on the bed next to Dabi, you leaned over and grabbed a half empty bottle on liquor, before giving it to the male.

Dabi open the pill bottle and tipped five pills onto his hand, before throwing them it to his mouth and washing them down with the liquor, Dabi laid on his back and closed his eyes. You took out a couple of pills and swallowed them with the last of the liquor, “why does your liquor taste like shit?” You groaned as you spat on the floor and throw the now empty bottle across the room. “Just great… fuck off and go get me a new bottle” Dabi grunted, you stood and walked to the window to leave so you could go get more alcohol.

It’d only taken you ten minutes to get the drinks and get back to the apartment, as you got inside to walked back over to Dabi and kicked the mattress “get up, I got some better booze” you sighed and sat on the bed. Dabi hummed in delight as he opened his now bloodshot eyes, “I feel like I’m floating, what the fuck did you give me, you crazy bitch” he chuckled as he sat up, you leaned into him and kissed his scarred cheek before moving on to his lap, “still in pain? Because I’m not waiting anymore” you ran your hands down his chest, “nah, let’s get started” Dabi pulled you down onto the bed, before he pulled your shirt and pants off. “Always so ready to slut your holes out” Dabi groaned as you opened your legs as wide as you could, he lent down while grabbing your thighs and pressed his tongue against your puffy clit, you moaned and ground your hip up as his tongue began massaging you sensitive bud.

Dabi pressed his tongue into your dripping cunt, catching as much fluid on his muscles as he could before pulling back, Dabi then pulled his boxers off, Dabi jerked himself, before letting all your wetness and his saliva he collected on his tongue drip down onto his twitching length, “god… just fuck me already” you groaned impatiently as your fingers spread your lips for him, “say you want it” dabi chucked rubbing the fluid over his shaft, “say you want daddy’s cock” he hummed looking down at your fingers as they toyed with your desperate hole, “I need daddy’s cock” you moaned and hooked your legs over Dabi’s shoulders before he suddenly lined his hefty cock up with your eager cunt.

Dabi roughly pushed his entire length into you, he pressed your legs to your chest, this caused you moan out loudly and wrapped your hands around Dabi’s neck before you squeezed and began to choke him.

Dabi’s thrusts were fast and rough, he let go of your legs and grabbed onto your wrists, causing your legs to fall comfortably back on his shoulders, “I can barely breath you desperate skank” he grunted as his hands burned your skin, you laughed as you tightened your grip on his throat, causing Dabi to gag before slapping you across the face, you let out a gasp as your cunt began squeezing the living daylights out of the patchwork man. Dabi breathlessly chuckled as the lewd sounds that filled the room, “I’m so close… smack me harder daddy” you begged…

���you and Dabi were a horrible match but also the best kind, when together you were like a lactose intolerant person eating chocolate and heavy cream, see great together just very difficult for wrong person to digest, however instead of being a sweet treat you were both homicidal maniacs with an array of issues, ranging from parental issues and all the way to anger management issues, and to top it off you both get your rocks off on killing and harming person…

…”I despise you, I hate your fucking guts” Dabi spat in your face and you cried out in pleasure, you grip on his neck loosened before he pinned your hands above your head with one hand and slapped you across the face with the other, Dabi gripped your face as he groaned “I’m gonna fucking bust” he thrusted fully into you before shuddering, you whined as you felt Dabi’s load paint your walls. Dabi pulled away and you groaned, “fuck you dick breath, I didn’t even finish” you kicked him in the stomach before trailing your fingers down to your hole, you pushed two fingers in and out of your filled opening while rubbing your clit. You moan and whined loudly as you push yourself over the edge, Dabi watched the whole sense as he opened the bottle of tequila and swigged it down, you pulled your fingers out of yourself and sucked them clean of all yours and Dabi’s cum. “Disgusting whore” Dabi snarled as he grabbed and opened the baggie, before scooping some powder up with his pinkie nail and snorted it up his nose, “useless fuck” you snatch the baggie off him and proceeded to snort some as well.

You and Dabi laughed hysterically as both laid naked on the mattress staring at the ceiling, “I swear you have a third eye” you turned to face Dabi as you held his face and poked his forehead, “god I fucking love you” Dabi sighed as his cupped your cheeks and kissed your lips, you kissed him back and laughed out “I love you too, you patchy fuck” you smiled and he pulled you in, leaning over you and pressing his shaft into you, you both moaned breathlessly before he began tracing your lips with his rough thumb, “Psycho Bitch.”

Simptember Masterlist

Day 1 - Kakashi Hatake: Attention

Day 3 - Hanji Zoe: Stuck with me

[fruity-fruition]

Thinking about Tsukasa feeling conflicted about his relationship with his parents again. How he had the happiest childhood a kid can imagine before it all hit the fan and went on such a downhill spiral.

How he thinks he has no rights to complain about his childhood hardships because his siblings went through a lot worse. At least he was able to BE home and actually felt safe there.

Thinking about how his parents don't know how much he actually needs. They so badly want to be there for him, but Tsukasa needs to learn how to ask. They know Tsukasa was left alone for a majority of his developing years, and they want nothing more than to ease his burdens. But every time they nudge him to open up, he denies any help, any request. Because a good son is easy to manage, easy to raise. A good son has to be low maintenance, right?

He's a star. And a star has to be the best. The best son, the best brother, the best friend.

...who is he if not that?

Thinking about how Saki, on some level, feels betrayed. Because she's not stupid. She sees her brother's behaviour. She knows when he's hiding something, but she can never know what. She never knows if what he's hiding is a serious issue or just something minor. She feels betrayed because all her life, she's relied on him, depended on him, trusted him. So why is it so difficult for him to do the same to her? Will she always be a little sister in his eyes? The one who always needs protecting?

Saki, who loves her brother with he whole heart, but can't help but feel anger. Because please, for once, can he just learn to trust her back?

Thinking about Toya, who was separated from his chosen siblings for a few years, who came back to a brother he can't say he fully knows. How, when asked directly if Tsukasa's always been like that, shakes his head and said no. Toya, who realised that Tsukasa's confidence in himself is more so for other people, who'd be more comfortable relying on him if he's the way he is. Toya, when asked by Rui, just says "No, he didn't do it deliberately back then. He just wanted to make his sister smile, and felt the need to be more outwardly courageous to do that"

Toya, who noticed, that Tsukasa needed to convince himself more than he ever needed to convince anyone.

I genuinely cannot help but think how much of Tsukasa being Tsukasa is for himself instead of catering to others.

His smiles aren't fake, but I think he's lying to himself a lot more than he himself realizes. I think it's such an interesting detail that he forgets a lot of things, but is shown to be quite tidy. Interesting note, did you know that denying and suppressing emotions can lead to memory loss? Neat fact

[greenhappyseed]

Throwback question: What made Endeavor believe Dabi was telling the truth about him being Toya? During Dabi's dance of course.

Did Toya ever have the potential to be a hero? I feel Toya was always destined to become Dabi no matter what because only Endeavor could stop him, but neither wanted to let go of their ambition.

I don’t think Endeavor had any reason to doubt Dabi’s story. When he accuses Dabi of lying, it’s more out of shock than real disbelief.

Dabi started by revealing his true white hair and calling himself Toya, which as far as I can tell was not a publicly known name. (The fact that Izuku, a huge hero nerd, didn’t know about Toya Todoroki’s death indicates that it wasn’t made public. Plus Toya was a minor so his name wouldn’t have been in news reports anyway.) Then Dabi dropped “Natsu”s name and referenced “little puppet” Shoto. Even if Shoto is known publicly, the inner dynamic of the Todoroki family, and the way Endeavor tried to engineer the perfect hero child, is not.

And then, this page, where Dabi reveals how intimately he knows Endeavor. He knows of Endeavor’s ambition, and how #1 was the only thing Enji ever wanted. How Endeavor couldn’t stare his kids in the eye until he had the #1 spot secured, because Enji didn’t see his kids as family to be loved unconditionally.

Of course Dabi also offered a DNA test, having made his own publicly available. A bold move if he wasn’t telling the truth.

I think Dabi spent a lot of time planning his reveal, and he made sure to do so in a way that was not just dramatic, but also designed to leave very little doubt in Enji’s mind that he is, in fact, Toya Todoroki.

As for whether Toya could ever have been a hero? Of course! He’s smart, he’s flashy, he’s powerful, and he cares about society. He has all the raw ingredients to be a hero. The problem was Endeavor and his insistence that Toya turn up the heat, going beyond what Toya’s young body could handle. The problem was Endeavor throwing away his whole relationship with his eldest son simply because Toya’s flames weren’t enough to burn brighter and hotter than Enji. If the heat had been turned down at any point, if Toya had been taught differently, if Enji had still shown Toya love and attention, if Toya had been more flexible in his thinking and less fatalistic…Toya could have been a healthy young man and a hero (even if not the #1 hero, he could have been damn good, like Fatgum or Manual or Rock Lock).

But those things didn’t happen. All the what-if’s and could-have-beens weren’t. The Todoroki family story didn’t HAVE to be this way, and that’s the tragedy. As Toya said in his last fight with Enji, it should have been so easy for Enji to pay attention to Toya, so why not sooner? Toya was only “destined” to become Dabi because he and all the adults around him refused to see each other and communicate with each other. It wasn’t the hand of god shaping Toya’s destiny, it was the choices that adults made.

[archangeldyke-all]

hello there... I'm super late to the party as I just binge watched Arcane like two days ago and I am FERAL for sevika, I have a problem honestly...anyways firefighter!sevika and nurse!reader or doctor!reader has been floating around my brain, like imagine how nervous you get when she gets called to a massive fire and how worked up she gets when you have to attend a really bad trauma scenario (something greys anatomy worthy) omggg the overprotective vibes are killing me

welcome to the sevika sphere!! i'm gonna change reader to an EMT because i know a bit more about that than i do nursing or doctoring, hope that's okay! also... this is not accurate at all to how any of these kinds of operations or protocols go but whatever

men and minors dni

you work on different sides of town so while you're always interacting with firefighters on calls, you don't meet sevika for a while.

but when a factory fire breaks out on sevika's side of town, all available units in the city are called over to help.

you meet her there, and it's like a movie scene.

she jogs out of the flames, a man slung over her shoulder, dramatically pulling her helmet off and shaking her hair out of her face. for a second, time slows down. then she's dropping the man on the gurney in front of you for you to start administering oxygen, and everything speeds back up again.

the two of you don't talk until the fire's out and all the injured have been shipped off to the hospital. the fire chief is chatting with the factory manager, your boss is talking through the radio to dispatch.

"haven't seen you around before." a voice speaks up beside where you're loading up the truck. you look up at sevika, free from her protective gear, in a form fitting t shirt and cargo pants, grime on her face. you smile.

"i work on the other side of town." you say, cracking open a water bottle and taking a sip.

"that's a shame. was hopin' i'd see you around more often." she says with a pout. you choke.

sevika gets your number after you stop sputtering.

you two click instantly. she takes you out for a casual coffee that weekend, but you talk for so long that coffee becomes dinner which becomes a hookup at sevika's place.

gossip travels fast, but it travels even faster among first responders, and you come into work on monday to cat calls and congratulations on your new 'figherfighter girlfriend'

when you ask sevika if she had used those specific words with her friends, she just shrugged and asked if that was okay.

since then the two of you have been inseparable.

it's usually you who wakes up in the middle of the night scared out of your mind that one day sevika just won't come home from work.

sevika's had several close calls and one near death miss since the two of you got together. (the near death miss inspired sevika to propose to you. she woke up from her coma asking for you and the second you arrived, she choked out the words, 'marry me?' you guys eloped the same week she was discharged from the hospital)

sometimes sevika will come home from work and you'll be so relieved to see her you burst into tears.

you often tune into the dispatch radio on your off days, listening for her engine number and their status. sometimes, if you're lucky, you can even hear her voice.

so usually, you're the worried spouse.

tonight it's different.

tonight you get called to an active hostage situation, on standby to treat the hostages when they are released, whether it be peacefully or with police fire. you hope it will be peaceful. gunshot wounds are a lot of work, and you've had a long shift already.

you don't have to worry about that for long, though, because when your truck pulls up as first on the scene, the three cop cars that arrived moments before you are riddled with bullets, all of the officers incapacitated inside.

lacy, your boss and driver, curses as she pulls up on the scene. Beside her in the passenger seat, toya is rambling codes into the radio, alerting dispatch of the scene you've driven up on. "i count five officers down." toya says.

a clear calm settles over you, the same calm that always guides you in these moments. your mind focuses on protocol, emotion secondary to your eyes flickering over the scene. "six." you say to toya. "six down. two dead, four severely injured. passenger and driver in five have abdomen wounds." you say, pointing to squad car five ahead of you. you move your finger to the left. "twenty two's driver is dead, shot in the head, but his passenger is alive. i can see her moving. can't make out any injuries." you point to the final car. "driver is alive in seventeen, but unconscious. his passenger's dead."

you move as you speak, grabbing your kit and tossing toya hers. you can't leave the vehicle until more police arrive, but the adrenaline is building in your body, your hands shaking and feet tingling, ready to hit the ground running.

somewhere down the street, sirens begin wailing. you and toya sigh in relief, only to scream when a gunshot rings out and the windsheild shatters.

another shot rings out, the back door lock of the ambulance pulverized by a bullet, and the doors swing open as you, lacy, and toya turn to face your attacker.

"out of the truck now!" the masked man screams. you gulp, following his directions with your hands in the air. the three of you jump out of the truck. "you!" the man points his gun at you. you freeze. "you want your friends to live?" he asks. you nod. he points toward the bank he'd just ran out from. "come on." he says, putting his hand on your shoulder and walking you toward the bank, keeping his gun aimed at lacy and toya.

you follow him. shock is the only thing keeping you calm. just as the door slams behind you, three squad cars come peeling up the street, arriving at the scene. you let out a breath of relief that lacy and toya are safe now.

"i got one!" the man behind you shouts into the bank, leading you to the back of the building and into a conference room. inside, you count twelve hostages, and three more gunman. one is on the floor, clutching his side, bleeding through his fingers. "i got one, boss." your captor says as he shoves you forward. you blink, gulp, then launch into action.

"i need space." you choke out as you crouch beside the bleeding man. you help him lay horizontially, slinging your bag off your shoulder. "i need an assistant." you say looking up at your captor. he nods. "do you want it to be one of your guys or one of the hostages?" you ask, trying to keep your voice level and calm. you focus on pulling on a clean pair of gloves. you don't think beyond that.

"one of my guys."

"are they gonna be able to keep their temper in check if i tell 'em what to do or are they gonna shoot me? 'cause if you shoot me your boss is shit out of luck." the man hovering above you considers this, then nods to the group of hostages on the ground. you address them.

"do any of you know any basic first aid?" an old man raises a shaky hand. you nod him over. "what's your name?" you ask him as he crawls over to you.

"j-j-j-jerry." he stutters out.

"okay jerry, put these gloves on." you hand him a pair of gloves. "and take a minute to take some deep breaths. you're okay. i need you focused--not shaky." you say. the man nods, pulling his gloves on and taking deep, meditative breath. you begin slicing open the man's shirt.

he's been shot through the stomach and from what you can make out, the bullet is still lodged inside. he's bleeding steadily, but not profusely enough for an artery wound, which is good.

"jerry, you're my hand-it guy, okay? when i need something, i'm gonna tell you what it looks like and where you can find it in my bag, and you're gonna hand it to me. got it?" you ask. he nods. you nod back at him. "good. main pocket in a white paper package there's some gauze. get that." you say to jerry. then you look down at the man beneath you.

"hello sir, me and my friend jerry here are going to be helping you out tonight. what's your name?" you ask the groaning man.

"i'm not giving you my name, you pig." he grunts out. you sigh. jerry presses the gauze in your hands.

"i'm not a cop." you grunt out as you begin sopping up blood from the man's stomach. he flips you off. "whatever. how long has it been since he was shot?" you ask the man standing behind you, still pointing a gun at your head. he falters.

"five minutes, maybe? since those cops got here." he says. you nod.

"alright. well, you got two options. if you think you guys are gonna be outta here soon, i recommend option one, which is me stuffing his wound and applying pressure. he'll bleed out eventually, but not if we get him to a hospital in time, which me and my friends can do with our ambulance." the man grunts at you to continue. you nod.

"option two is I take the bullet out and cauterize the wound. it's gonna hurt worse than getting shot, there's a chance he'll die of shock, but if we do it right we can buy him an hour or two." you say. the man above you curses. his masked friends anxiously titter. a phone on the wall rings.

"fuck!" he shouts, storming over to answer the phone.

"you need to give me an answer!" you call after him. "gauze." you say to jerry.

"give me a second!" he shouts. he answers the phone. "hello." he says. on the other line, a negotiator speaks. you soak up more blood with gauze.

"i need an answer!" you shout at the man.

"shut the fuck up!" he shouts at you. he heaves a breath, then speaks into the receiver. "unless you can promise us a getaway van and immunity, we're not fuckin leavin'!"

fuck. he's going rogue. the police are gonna come barging in, guns-a-blazing, and these stupid fuckers are dumb enough to try killing hostages. for a second, you break, an image of sevika waiting at home for you flashing through your mind. she's making her chili and corn bread tonight. what if you don't get to taste it?

"miss?" jerry asks, gently nudging your shoulder. you snap back to reality, taking the gauze from his hands and pressing it against the steadily bleeding wound. the man below you is delirious, fading in and out of consciousness as he loses more and more blood.

"fuckin' stitch him up. we're not leaving." your original captor says to you.

it takes four more captives to hold him down as you cauterize the wound. you do it with a thin metal rod and a blowtorch-- provided to you by your captors from their lock breaking kit. as the rod heats up, you sanatize the wound.

"the tiny in the inner pocket, the long pliers." you demand. jerry finds them in a flash, handing them over to you. "hold him down." you say to the four hostages.

when you fish the bullet out, he wakes up, groaning in pain.

"stop-- stooooop! please stooop!" he screams. a hostage still sitting against the wall vomits. you continue digging.

"sir focus on your breathing, we're doing this to keep you alive." you speak down at him calmly. he spits at you. you break a second time, anger and fear overpowering you for a flash as you dig your instrument against the tender torn flesh of his side. he passes out again. serves him right.

with the man unconscious, the process is much smoother. you pull the bullet out in one piece, tossing it beside you on the floor. the rod is red hot when you press it into his wound, a sizzling filling the air as his skin bubbles and burns. jerry leans over to throw up at the smell.

you've never done this before-- and this certainly isn't the proper way to do it. but with a gun to the back of your head you do the best you can guess with your preliminary medical knowledge and available resources.

it's a success... in the sense that the man is still breathing. the wound isn't bleeding nearly as profusely, but it's still sluggishly spurting from time to time. his chest is sweaty and pale. the hostages who were helping you are traumatized and shaking.

the phone rings again.

"you done?" your original captor--the new boss with the old one unconscious--asks you. you nod. he answers the phone.

"hello?" he asks. you can make out the muffled voice of the negotiator on the other line. a gunman moves you and your five hostage assistants to sit against the wall.

with nothing to do but sit, your focused haze begins to fade. you become aware of your body, no longer on autopilot. your mind starts thinking again, thoughts about what's going on outside, toya and lacy and if they're okay, and then sevika.

you choke. oh fuck, no, don't think of sev. don't think of sev or else you're gonna start crying. god is this what she feels like, trapped inside a burning building? this hopeless sense of dread? this debilitating desire to see your wife one more time?

jerry nudges you. "you good?" he whispers. you gasp, reaching out to grab his hand.

"i have a wife." you say to him. he squeezes your hand.

"she'll be happy to see you when this is all over." he says. you nod.

"how about you?"

"three kids. they're old enough to take care of themselves... hell, one of them's expecting their own baby in december," he says, laughing. "but i'm still not ready to leave 'em." he says.

"do i need to shoot a hostage!? what do you people not understand about FULL IMMUNITY?" the masked man on the phone screams. a woman beside you faints. "matter of fact-- i got one of your own in here? ain't that right officer?" the man asks, looking at you. you blink.

"i'm not a co--"

"you want another cop dead? i know i got at least two of 'em out front! you wanna make it three?" he asks. silence follows as the negotiator speaks. your heart is in your ass.

"listen. my wife's name is sevika. if this goes bad, you need to tell her i love her. you need to-- you need to tell her i'm never gonna leave her side. tell her i'll always love her and--"

"you're not gonna die, miss." jerry cuts you off.

"but if i do!" you say, pleading with the man beside you. "if i do you have to tell her--"

"i will." jerry says, nodding. "i will." he promises.

"they wanna talk to you." the masked man rasps out, looking at you. you blink.

"i'm not a cop." you say. he rolls his eyes.

"tell it to them." he says, gesturing you over to the landline. you stumble to your feet, shakily approaching him. his finger is on the trigger of his gun at his side, ready to shoot at a moment's notice. you look to jerry. he crosses his heart. you take the phone.

"hello?" you shakily speak into the receiver.

"is this lacy's missing crewmate?" a voice asks over the line. you take a shaky breath.

"yeah." you say.

"what's the situation inside?"

"twelve hostages, thirteen including me. one man down, gunshot to his chest. i patched him up best i could."

"he's one of the captors?"

"yes."

"and how many are there?"

"four." you say.

it's silent for a moment, the negotiator likely speaking to someone else. you can hear the faint chatter on the other side of the line, police barking instructions, sirens sounding, reporters demanding questions. "are any hostages hurt?" the voice asks suddenly.

"no. one just passed out, but i think it's just shock." you say. silence again. you take a breath, trying to focus on staying calm. over the line you hear people scream and tires screeching. there's a faint commotion, then, a distant voice.

where the fuck is she? where the fuck is she!? get off of me-- where is she??

you'd recognize that voice anywhere. it's sevika.

you burst into tears.

"are you alright ma'am?" the negotiator asks. when their voice quiets, you can make out various curses and threats sevika throws out as people try to subdue her. you choke. the masked man beside you scoffs, then turns to speak to his partners.

"can you put her on the phone?" you whisper, your voice wobbly.

"what?" the negotiator and gunman ask at the same time. you wave the gunman off, pointing at the receiver. when he turns around, you turn around too.

"that woman causing a scene-- that's my wife. sevika. can you put her on the phone? please?" you beg, your whispered voice shaking. it's silent on the other line. "please!" you squeak.

silence.

then... "b-baby?" a shaky voice comes through. you gasp.

"sev." you whimper.

"baby, oh my god." she cries into the phone. "oh my god, are you okay?" she sobs. you shake, your hand coming out to catch yourself on the wall beside you.

"i love you." you whisper. "i love you and i'll never stop loving you, honey, even when i'm gone." you whisper. sevika gasps on the other line.

"don't say that!" she shouts.

"they-- they're talkin' about killing a hostage. they think i'm a cop. i don't think i'm gonna--"

"shut the fuck up!" sevika growls. you stop your hushed rambling. "you're gonna be fine, baby, i'm gonna see you real soon, okay?"

"sev--"

"say it!" she begs, her voice cracking. you weep.

"i-i-i'll see you soon, baby." you choke out.

"who the fuck are you talkin' to?" the masked man behind you asks. you freeze.

then the wall caves in.

you wake up on a gurney, swat members and paramedics running past you. there's a ringing in your head.

you look to your left. toya is grinning down at you.

"knew you'd fuckin' make it!" she says, giddily. you smile. you're dizzy in a fun way-- likely concussed. you blink asleep.

you wake up again outside, lacy nudging you awake. "no sleepin', kid." she commands as she takes your vitals. you nod.

"what..." you try. your brain's still rattling around in your skull. words aren't as easy as they usually are. toya understands you, though.

"swat blew the wall in and took those goons down! you and all the hostages are safe. you got the most damage-- rubble hit your head pretty hard." she explains as she shoves an IV into your arm. you blink.

"sevika?" you ask. lacy chuckles at your feet.

"what'd i tell you? second thing she asks is where's her wife. ridiculous." lacy says. toya rolls her eyes.

"baby!" sevika's voice calls from across the parking lot. your head whips over to see her, sprinting at the three of you at full speed, pushing a few people out of her way. you giggle when she shoves the cheif of police to the side-- he stumbles on his feet as he tries to catch his balance.

she's by your side in a flash, grinning down at you, tears running down her cheeks. you recognize the comforting warmth of morphine beginning to flood your veins. or maybe it's just love. you giggle up at her.

"hi, pretty." you say, lifting a hand up to cup her cheek. she shoots down to kiss you, nipping on your lip, shoving her tongue into your mouth. you giggle.

"i'm right here!" lacy grunts out. toya wolf whistles.

"i told you you'd be okay, didn't i?" sevika asks as she pulls away, her eyes locked on yours. you nod dreamily up at her, unsure of what she's even talking about, in love with her all the same.

"you're my wife." you say, amazed. toya and lacy burst out in laughter. even sevika giggles. "what's funny?" you pout up at her. she kisses you again.

"you're the most beautiful, smartest, sexiest person in the world." she says. she gives you another kiss. "i'm never letting you leave the house ever again." she presses a third kiss against your lips. "i love you so fucking much." she says, tears running down her cheeks.

you grin, happy to have your wife kissing you so passionately. you gently brush her tears away. "come here." you demand, scooting over in your gurney to make room for sevika. she laughs, and crawls in beside you, despite the protests lacy and toya shout out at her. she wraps herself around you, kissing you firmly on the forehead. "love you." you whisper.

"love you." she says back to you.

toya and lacy load the two of you in the back of the truck.

they fake gag the whole way to the hospital as you and sevika make out in the back.

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[ssruis]

I have a weird and maybe a little bit ooc fanfic idea where it's basically a collection of times that at the beginning of the new school year whenever Rui is too focused on his work to cause trouble and Tsukasa can catch a damn break for once An begins to get on Tsukasa's nerves by breaking the school rules in Very Minor and Insignificant ways. Like wearing her uniform slightly incorrectly. Leaving her piercings in. Speed walking in the hallways. Etc. And whenever Tsukasa tries to approach her about it she pulls this monologue on him (paraphrased)

She does this for like a week or so out of sheer pettiness & the fun of it but stops very soon because 1) She feels bad for making him upset by reminding him he was part of Rui's shenanigans during the first year. He's remorseful enough about it 2) Touya glares at her and it makes her die inside a little bit 3) She feels like she still owes Rui some for the tutoring and that extends to Tsukasa in some way 4) An can hold a mean grudge but she's not a vengeful person by nature so it kinda just stops being fun or satisfying and she goes "wait this is pathetic actually. Why am I doing this". & Then she stops doing this. And Tsukasa is still mildly haunted by the happenings

HELP MEEE THATS SO FUNNY…. Tsukasa is so confused & stressed by this and anytime a reminds him of his past transgressions he does his “augh i have failed as a senior by acting so irresponsibly in the past” thing. An looking at tsukasa doing something akin to his dollfes untrained card over this & shes like ohh he’s kinda pathetic. now i feel bad. Tsukasa very casually asks Toya if something’s going on with An & then the next time she’s in the sekai she walks into the cafe to see Toya sitting at a table with a coffee & he’s like “ah shiraishi… please have a seat 😐☕️” (an remembering all the times Toya has gotten peeved about Akito being a little rude to tsukasa & promptly entering soggy wet cat mode & apologizing) (Toya was literally just going to ask if she was ok).

My one fic idea with An boils down to her asking nene to eat lunch together & nene’s like “tsukasa isn’t here so I’m eating with rui today sorry…” and an (who still feels some semblance of responsibility despite her best efforts & is like oh god tsk isn’t here to corral him he’s gotta be up to something) is like “oh that’s fine I can join you guys :).” & she’s treated to a first hand seat of rui acting like tsukasa has gone off to war. He has no desire to do anything mischievous it’s not fun when tsukasa isn’t there to get mad. She’s watching nene coerce Rui into eating lunch & is internally like wow this is really sad (oblivious to the fact that she does this when kohane is sick and can’t come to practice)… tfw you wanna hang out with that pathetic green thing but she has to take care of her deeply over dramatic purple clown friend.

[prettyboykatsuki]

not enough trust to believe (not enough feeling to care) | a. shinonome

✮ tags ; fem!reader (usage of she/her towards reader + mentioned to wear make-up), established relationship, making-up, jealousy, hurt/comfort, light angst / happy ending, aged-up characters (this is sfw), single suggestive comment at the end.

✮ wc ; 4k (how.. literally what happened.)

✮ a/n ; the minute i touch that app a demon takes over and i end up daydreaming about this mf and toya . peace and love i feel insane. also for what its worth i do think adult akito is very good at communicating his emotions in comparison to now so if u find him ooc my apologies.

title from rental by brockhampton. shoutout if u know what manga this panel is from lol. also if ur a minor please do not follow me. u r welcome to read.

"Y'know, Akito - you're being a bit of a hypocrite right now."

"Shut up, Toya." Akito grumbles, forcing himself to tear his eyes away from the bastard you're currently giggling with "I'm not."

An laughs from the other side of the room.

"You so are being a hypocrite right now," An threads her fingers through Kohanes hair, the other currently seated on the floor while she styles it "What was it you said? It's nothing to get jealous over so don't worry."

"Akito-kun, it's not good to be dishonest."

"Kohane-san, you're being corrupted. I can't believe you'd join these two on this."

Kohane shakes her head.

"I'm not being anything. It's just not right."

An wraps her arms around Kohane's shoulders from above, chin resting on her head. Akito sighs, leaning his head back on the wall behind him with his eyes still closed - only bothering to open them again when another giggle falls from your lips. This time it turns into full blown heart eyes from that corny bass-playing bastard.

Akito Shinonome is not jealous alright? He isn't. So, this reaction is not by any means hypocrisy.

VIVID BAD SQUAD has officially been on tour for 6 months. This is their first international tour of their career, after releasing their first studio album. It was received well in Japan but surprisingly had more of an audience overseas. So, they'd been performing all over North America with another band.

You've been apart of the VIVD BAD SQUAD team for quite some time before then, working as a roadie for tours back home. Akito has been dating you for well-over a year, and so far - its been great. He gets to see you often and manages to sneak you onto the performers tour bus sometimes. He likes not having to be apart, even if he is incredible busy. A little is better than nothing at least.

A few months ago, the two of you got into a bit of a spat. You'd told Akito that you think he gets a little too friendly when girls come to meet him backstage. Went on a whole spiel about understanding his career and persona, that he doesn't need to be cold but that you wish he put a little more distance between them.

Akito had retaliated with the fact it's nothing to worry about. He's loyal to you and him being friendly isn't anything meaningful. You were upset about this reply and the two of you got pretty intense.

It took Kohane and An's intervention and plenty of convincing to get you two back on good terms - with An promising that she'd keep and eye out and scold Akito properly. You started talking again after that at least, and things went back to normal.

But nothing had really gotten resolved. You still seemed to feel upset every time he'd act too familiar with fans and Akito still didn't see it as a problem. To him it was just a fake part of the persona, and he didn't think it was like you to get so jealous about something like that.

Then, a few months ago - word got out that the bassist of the band they're traveling with has a crush on you.

FLASHBANG, a smaller indie rock band that everyone on tour is very fond of and a perfect addition to their set list. Both bands are friendly with one another. He'd assumed the news of their bassist having a crush on you was nothing more than some rumor. He just couldn't believe it having met them.

Sure, not everyone knew you two were dating but surely Akito would've noticed that before. He just wanted to double check.

It's been weeks now, and he's sure. Hiroaki Miura, bassist pretty boy, has a fucking crush on you. It's so obvious he has no idea how he didn't pick up on it before. He has no idea how you haven't picked up on it either.

He'd mentioned it to you just last week, just to see. You laughed a bit, but asked if he wanted you to stop hanging out with him as much or if there was anything you could do - all while assuring you didn't think that was the case.

"If it makes you uncomfortable, I can put some distance between us. Miura-kun isn't interested in me at all, though - I don't think. We're just good friends, we went to school together."

Ultimately he said that wasn't necessary. Akito stares at the two of you together now and scoffs. Haah. Good friends because you went to school together? He's practically making googly eyes at you.

"Looks like they're coming over here," Toya mumbles. Akito closes his eyes and pretends to be asleep, eye twitching when he hears Toya exhale.

"Hey, guys - great show! The duets today were just so vocally smooth and—oh shit, is he asleep?"

He hears An laugh and forces himself not to react. "Yeah. He was exhausted after today."

"Oh, really? Some sleep will be good then." The affection in your voice is so obvious he temporarily forgets whats happening until another, much more annoying voice comes through.

"You guys going straight back to the tour bus tonight?"

"Yeah, probably." Toya confirms.

"Ah, okay cool. We," He pauses, and Akito can only assume he's gesturing to you "Are gonna go check out a manga pop-up that's open here a few blocks down."

"Just the two of you?" An asks, very obviously barely holding in a laugh.

"Oh no, Eta-san is coming with us."

"Y'know, I wanted to go alone with you," Miura says, and Akito really thinks about waking up and hitting him "But Eta really wanted to come so I couldn't say no."

"I like how honest you are with your feelings, Miura-kun. Very refreshing."

"I don't have anything to hide," He insists, and Akito feels his hand clench "It was just nice we ended up tour together. We haven't seen each other since highschool so I thought I should make the most of our time together."

"I don't remember you being so sentimental. I actually remember you bullying me more than anything."

"Hey, quit it! I wasn't bullying you, i-it just came out wrong. I'm not good with my words and all."

"I know," You say completely good-naturedly. Akito knows objectively you're being friendly and thinking nothing of it. He knows that this is nothing to be bothered over and that you've been nothing but loyal. But god he’s annoyed."You would make fun of me then turn around and lend me your stuff. After I figured out you weren't a bad guy I wasn't scared of you."

"You guys have quite the history," Toya comments. You laugh.

"Yeah, I guess so. We lost touch after I moved for my internship so it feels like a big coincidence! Always good to see old friends."

Before any more conversation happens, another staff member calls Miura for whatever reason - leaving you alone. Akito keeps his eyes closed, hearing Toya sigh for a second time.

"Should I tell Akito where you went?"

"Oh, would you? That'd be great, thanks. I figure he wouldn't want to come, or else I'd invite him and go together."

"Why do you think that?" Kohane asks.

"I'm not blaming him or anything! I just don't think he'd be very enthusiastic about it, that's all. I don't want to force him. Me and Miura-kun bond over this stuff, Eta-san too."

"I'm sure he'd be happy to get to spend time with you," Toya assures. He can't see you but he can hear the insecurity seeping through your voice and something in him starts to bend.

"I know, but you know. It's weird lately with tour and all. I think getting my mind off it would help."

"Oh, no." An sighs. Akito's chest tightens "You poor thing."

"Oh stop that, I'm fine! Getting some air will be nice though, you know? For both of us maybe. I did want to tell him myself though."

"It'll be fine, I'll make sure."

"Thanks, Aoyagi-kun.

"And just so you know, Akito-kun really loves you!"

"Of course. I have no reason to feel stuffy about it. Just makes me wonder if I should still be apart of the picture if that's part of his career, no? Dating would hinder that."

"Don't think like that." Toya interjects. You laugh but even Akito can hear how sad you sound. He had no idea you'd even been thinking that.

"I'll try just for you. Now all of you, stop moping over my silly dating problems okay? It was an amazing show today!! Cheer up and I'll see you guys later."

"Where are you going now?"

"Gonna wait backstage for Miura-kun."

"Have fun," Kohane says last. You laugh brightly and assure you will before your footsteps trail off and get lost in the music. When you're gone, Toya punches him in the shoulder - hard enough to hurt a little.

"Ow, what the fuck?"

"You're such a jackass," An says seriously, shaking her head.

"I told you that it was gonna be a problem that you acted like that when we're a duo," Toya reprimands seriously. Akito can't do much to counter it "You should talk to her properly."

"About what," Akito grumbles "It is part of the gig. It doesn't mean anything to me."

"Oh my god, you're so clueless!" An says, exasperated, startling him "It bothers you this much that she's talking to Miura-kun but she should just deal with it when random girls act like to you all the time?"

"An-chan, don't get too mad."

"If I don't no one will! Did you see how sad she looked! She was even trying to be all understanding. That's not fair to her at all."

"...I also understand Akito-kuns view. But if that's the case, then that doesn't mean that she needs to tolerate it, right?"

"What are you saying, Kohane-san?"

She shakes her head.

"I just mean she doesn't have to continue if it's hard for her. If it's not something you can change, then she shouldn't endure it forever, right?"

“What the hell? Are you saying we should break-up?”

“Maybe. If it can’t be resolved, then isn’t unfair to expect her to always endure it?”

“That’s a mature way of looking at, Kohane-san.” Toya comments. Akito shoots him a dirty look. Toya shrugs, unbothered.

“Her and Miura-kun are a good match. They have a good atmosphere and Miura-kun doesn’t care about things like that,”

Akito sits up in frustration, nearly grabbing Toya by the collar.

“Don’t fuck with me.”

“Think about whats best for her in the long run.”

Akito stands to his feet, glare hardened but Toya doesn’t budge at all. He doesn’t have to listen to this shit.

"This and that isn't the same. It's work to me, that's it."

"Everything that she and Miura-kun do is strictly platonic to her. She's not flirting with him, and it's not her fault if he has a crush on her. She even offered to stop seeing him if it made you uncomfortable."

Akito stays silent at that.

"But what about you? You just immediately dismissed it because it's part of her job and didn't even apologize to her later. You seriously think that's fair?"

He sighs at that, and shakes his head.

"I'm leaving."

Toya shakes his head once Akito is out of ear shot.

"So stubborn."

___

It’s close to midnight and you haven’t returned to the tour bus.

Akito knows its stupid to worry but knowing you were out with that goon all day is grating on his nerves. So he’s been waiting. Pacing around and smoking cigarettes, going in and out - he even texted you couple times to check in. You responded with pictures of your items, and selfies.

You had a long day, you drank a bit, you'd be back to the bus soon, you miss him. All in a row.

The longer the time goes on, the dumber Akito feels.

He leans on the bus as he waits on his phone, fingers growing cold. He hears you before he sees you, the sound of quiet giggling followed by a loud laugh. Akito's head snaps up almost immediately.

He hasn't seen you since the afternoon, but you changed. You're wearing your going-out outfit and it looks like you've put on some makeup too, smudged and worn. Eta is between you both as you carry her - Miura just has lovesick as when Akito saw him last. His stomach drops a little.

But the feeling is washed away when you brighten, eyes landing on him. You wave with a bag in your hand and Akito waves back. He waves to Miura too, if only to be polite.

"Akito-kun," Miura is the first talk as all three of you approach "What are you doing here?"

"There was some stuff about tomorrow set we needed to talk about," Akito says, gesturing to you. You blink owlishly.

"Just for you guys? Not FLASHBANG?"

Akito nods. You hum, then look over at Miura.

"Will you be okay taking Eta-san?"

Miura nods.

"Of course. I can't believe she drank so much in the first place, but I oughta to walk her back to our bus." Miura says as you off-load the weight on your shoulder "I'll see you again for tomorrow. Had a lot of fun today."

You giggle, clearly a little tipsy as you give Miura a thumbs-up. "Me too. See you tomorrow!"

Miura laughs a little before turning the corner, mumbling some light reprimanding to the drunk Eta before going on his way. Akito waits until both parties have disappeared - all the way out of ear shot before he looks at you with clear eyes.

If he's come to any conclusion it's this one - Akito doesn't want to break up with you.

He can't give up his career either, and maybe that's selfish. Maybe that's the whole problem. He can't pick. He thought about it, whether or not breaking up would be the right solution. He landed on maybe. Rationally he understands it. But it makes him angry just to think about it.

Akito stares at you as you hold your bag in comfortable silence and look at him. Wide, honest eyes - so dazzling he can hardly breathe. He reaches forward and cups your cheek in the palm of his hand, smoothing his thumb underneath your eye.

"You're back late," He murmurs, though it's not accusatory "What were you doing?"

"Well, a new store opened up at the mall in Tokushima, a bookstore that had a little pop-up for an anime Miura-kun likes. So we shopped around for a while, then stopped to see a movie, then went to an izakaya to drink a bit."

"Did you drink a lot?" He says, gentle as he holds you "You're gonna get a migraine."

"I had 2 mixed drinks. They had shochu in them but it wasn't very strong. Some water will sober me up." You pause inbetween your words, brows furrowing "What happened with the set list?"

"I was lying," Akito admits without thinking twice. You look surprised and he laughs "I just wanted us to be alone."

You tug on the lapel of his jacket weakly "I said I'd put some distance between us if it made you uncomfortable."

"It's not that," And it's true. Akito just really, really needed to be with you alone for a while "I was getting grilled earlier."

"From who?'

Akito rolls his eyes "Who else but Toya?"

You giggle.

"What was he grilling you about?"

"...You," Akito answers after some time "Us."

A beat of silence passes.

"Were you really thinking about breaking up?"

You look a little startled before looking away and something in him is crushed.

"Is that what he told you?"

"It's what it sounded like," Akito replies back. He reaches for your hand and squeezes it "Do you?"

"It's not that I want to,"

"Then what is it?"

'We're gonna go around in circles again," You say through a wet-laugh, like you're already gonna cry again. Akito fucked up bad. He brings your free hand up to his lips, kissing your knuckles gently.

"We wont this time, swear."

"I know it's just work to you. It doesn't bother me all the time, either - like sometimes it doesn't bug me at all. But then, it's like, if I can't handle this much, maybe we should break up," You explain carefully and slowly, not trying to be too harsh at any point "I don't want to resent you or get in the way of your career, y'know. I know you're not gonna cheat on me. I'm a little insecure about it, but tough shit you know?"

"What do you mean?"

"It just...I dunno. It feels bad to watch you flirt with your fans, but if it's work for you than that makes it a me problem right?" You say thoughtfully, a sad but gentle look in your eyes "I don't know if I can handle that. So maybe, it's better to nip it in the bud now before things get serious."

"Aren't they serious already?"

"Yeah, but it's not like we're married. Or public. Like this, it's a normal break-up. It'll be awkward for a bit. But we get through it and things go back to how they were."

"It sounds like you don't take this seriously." Akito says, accusatory. You sigh and shake your head.

"That's not true at all. If you mattered to me in any less, it might be easier. Like if I loved you just a bit less, I could come up with a better solution," You hum. Akito believes it more than anything, that you love him. Even knowing doesn't make everything better "I love you and I know that your career is the most important thing to you. I would never want to make you choose."

"So what? You just cut yourself out of the equation so I don't have to?"

Where Akito expects you to disagree, you laugh and nod your head.

"Yeah. At least we'd be on good terms that way."

Akito stares at you in disbelief. He's partially angry, and partially devastated. He knows what you're saying, and it makes sense rationally. Logically at least. It's a problem with no good outcomes, like if there's already a stalemate - whose to say things will get better. It's in character for you to think like that. Where Akito is hard-headed and passionate, you're calm and analytical. To overthink to such an extent, to think so seriously about your futures. Both Akito's future and yours.

But it's not what he wants. His career is important, of course it is. What he's built is important. But does that mean he has to give up on you?

When Akito reflects on it, he doesn't think your original ask was that hard to fulfill. It hurts the worst to know that. Had he heard you out properly the first time, thought about it a little more - it'd be clear that it's nothing that serious.

Nothing worth making you worry over. Nothing worth making you question your entire relationship over.

But he didn't do that the first time, and now he's stuck listening to you think of all the ways things could go worse from here. It's his fault, really, for not thinking about it. He's always been this way about his career.

"You've been thinking about this a lot." He says first, almost paralyzed. You laugh humorlessly.

"I was going to wait until tour was over to talk about it."

"...Cause you were worried about how I'd perform."

"You're an important part of my salary," You joke, trying to lighten the mood.

"...Man this feels like shit,"

"Sorry."

"No, not it's not that. It's not your fault."

"It's not yours either."

"But it is," He says, exasperated with himself "If I would've just fucking... heard you out a few months ago. You wouldn't have been thinking about all this. If I had just done something then,"

"I don't see it like that, Akito."

"I know but it doesn't matter, cause it's my fucking fault anyway." He looks at you seriously. Shit, he almost wants to cry. "I don't want to break-up with you. I'm really sorry."

"A-akito?"

"I'll stop flirting with the girls who come to meet us. And I'll announce our relationship after I talk with the managers a bit,"

"A-akito, you really don't have to—"

"My career, music, everything we've built so far is important to me," Akito looks at you seriously, hoping it all comes out right. That everything comes through the way he intends "But shit, so are you. You're not...less important to me than any of that."

You stay silent, like you're in disbelief.

"Really?"

"Fuck—god, yes of course. I'm sorry. I really screwed up this time. I don't want to break up. I want to be with you, for a long time. Longer than this."

"I'm gonna cry." You say with a warbly laugh.

"Don't cry," Akito mumbles, pulling you into his arms. He hears you sniffle as he tucks your face against his chest, his arms around you tightly as he comforts you "I'm sorry for being an idiot. I love you,"

He presses a kiss to your head, looking at your tear-stained face with a sigh. He leans forward, knocking your foreheads together before littering kisses along your cheeks and face until you laugh again. He finds himself smiling too, before another somber wave of emotion washes over him.

"I'm sorry for being a shithead," He says with a sigh "An called me a jackass and I can't believe I have to agree with her."

You laugh "I don't think you're a jackass."

"You totally should though," Akito says back "I was pissed off the whole day."

"Really? Why?"

"Why do you think?

You look genuinely confused for a minute before something seems to click.

"Was it because of Miura-kun?"

"Yeah. Fucking walking around so lovey-dovey, making googly eyes at you."

You smile impishly "He confessed to me earlier today."

Akito stiffens immediately.

"What?!"

"Yeah. We were in an alley and waiting for Eta-san and he just... told me outright."

"...And then what?"

You roll your eyes "Of course I accepted and now we live together, happy ever after." Your sarcasm bleeds through your words as you flick Akito's forehead "Obviously I rejected him gently and said I was seeing someone."

"And then?"

"And then he asked who, and I said and then he was silent for a while before tearing up a little." You reply thoughtful, fond smile on your face "He said he wishes he did it in highschool and I comforted him for a bit. Guy cheered up really fast,"

"Seriously?"

"Congrats on being right," You lean into Akito, wrapping your arms around his waist "He bounced back after a drink or two and it hasn't been awkward at all. He can't hide his feelings for shit so I'm sure he's fine."

"Seriously? It's over just like that?"

"He's a positive guy and he doesn't dwell on things. Kind of dopey you know? Pure-hearted to a fault, the only thing he's really smart at is music and sports."

"So he's over it? There's no way."

"I wouldn't say he's over it," You say thoughtfully "More that he just accepts things as they are. I'm not into him so that's that. But we're still friends, and that won't change any time soon. I hope that's okay."

Akito widens his eyes.

"I mean, yeah it's fine - I guess I feel better about this way but. I mean, shit."

"I thought you'd be celebrating a little more."

Akito scoffs.

"He's still gonna make those stupid heart eyes at you, just not in front of me."

"He does not do anything of the sort!"

"Oh yes he definitely does. Ask Toya if you don't trust me."

"Maybe I will." You reply, sticking your tongue out.

"Ask him when we get to our bus."

"...Is that okay? Did you ask your manager?"

He laughs again, holding you close a second time. He tilts your chin up towards him, placing a kiss on your lips.

"Don't care," He says brazenly "I need you with me tonight."

"That sounds dirty, Akito."

"Oh, it is baby," He teases, turning his voice low "Try not to be too noisy. Kohane-sans a light sleeper."

[dollwrites]

𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 ∣ smut ( minors dni ), fem!groupie!reader, rough sex ( with protection ), bathroom sex, dub con for a second, toya releases some built up frustrations, all characters featured are aged 18+

𝗶𝗺𝗽𝗼𝗿𝘁𝗮𝗻𝘁 ∣ you are too sweet! i’m just happy you like my writing 🥺 please reblog && leave feedback. not proofread so there’s probably mistakes. thanks for reading < 3

“Hh… hhaa… hhhuuhh..”

it was hard to focus on anything but Toya’s panting against the shell of your ear, punctuating each fervent thrust of his hips that smashes your body against the stall. it shakes to the rhythm of his aggressive fucking, and so do you. pinned between his body and the quivering, rust and graffiti littered cubicle, your legs shook, the muscles in your calves bulging as burning as you stand on your tippy toes, your panties around your ankles.

your nails had been so cute, manicured to perfection once upon a time, but now they ground against the wall, chips of paint from it gathering under the acrylics, and you mewl, your eyelids fluttering. you could feel every, solid inch that he pounded into you, twisting your guts into tight knots, sending blaring warnings to your brain.

“S-slow..d-UH!”

you can’t even get the request out before both of his hands grip your hips, pulling you back with more urgency. your ass ripples violently as your skin smacks against his groin, and he grunts. your knees tuck together, posing yourself in the most awkward position yet, the balls of your feet sore, but it was the only way that you could ensure that you wouldn’t crumble against the force of his rapid-fire drilling. “T-too f-fast…!! T—too h—haa—!”

your forehead smears against the stall, your eyes bleary and struggling to focus on your thighs as they jiggle each time you’re filled to your limit. you could see your juices drooling, sticking to your thighs and dripping from his base on to the floor between your bodies. it was embarrassing, how you were already soaked by the time Vivid Bad Squad finished their set, and you’d been oh so eager to pull him into the bathroom at the Live House. now, it seemed, the harder he fucked you, the wetter you got.

“T—Toya—!” you reach down with one hand, rubbing your swollen clit, your fingers bumping against his slippery base. you’re reminded of the rubber you’d brought, and that you’d slipped on him right before he plunged inside. it had tightened significantly, as his throbbing cock had swollen with the desire for release.

you’d never imagined he would be this rough, and began to wonder if he was always so aggressive, or if you’d just caught him on a bad day ( or a really, really good one ).

“You don’t really… want me to slow down.” he muttered it into your hair, broken into ragged breaths, his svelte digits gripping the supple flesh of your hips. they dig in, as if to emphasize his point. “You’re— sloppy wet when I fuck you this fast… this hard… just, uhh, listen to you…”

you close your eyes under the rush of furious euphoria, rubbing your button in erratic, mini tornados. you could hear the sound of your own sex, squelching when he delved deep, clenching around him desperately.

he was right.

he fucked you like he hated your pussy and you were loving it.

“You only… want me to slow down… because you’re going to cum hard if I don’t…” each word is broken by a heavy, hot breath in your ear, the subtle growl in his normally gentle tone forcing the hair on your arms and the back of your neck to stand on end. you strum yourself faster, trying to match his rhythm, biting hard on your lip and nod, speechless. he sounds too good, and feels too good deep inside you, for you to beg for any respite anymore. “Rub harder,” he demands, breathlessly. one of his hands runs up between your shoulder blades to grasp your hair at the back of your head and angle it back towards him. it elicits a squeak from your O shaped lips, feeling his grip tighten and the tug send a subtle burn through your roots, “you get… tighter… keep doing it…”

you pinch your sensitive clit between your fingers, moaning out loud as you torture yourself for his pleasure, your other hand dragging your nails down a Vivid Bad Squad flyer taped to the stall, ripping it down. the paper flutters to the floor and is soon trampled under your feet. “G-gonna- c-cum…!!” you gasp for breath, your fingers abusing your poor, little clit, and the endless bullying of your internal nerves as his cock pummels through your canal has you dancing back and forth on your toes, squirming, milking him.

“Don’t tap out,” Toya moans, burying his face in between your shoulders as his hips piston, unrelenting. his voice is muffled, his open mouth forming the syllables against the fabric of your top, but he doesn’t pucker to kiss you. “Even after you cum… don’t stop clenching until I finish.”

[quirkwizard]

Dr. Kuse Files: Toya Todoroki

Patient: Todoroki, Toya

Parent Quirks: Father: Emitter that produces large quantities of fire. Mother: Emitter that produces large quantities of ice.

Potential Names: Burnout, Great Fire, Flame On

Awakening Incident: The patient ignited in a moment of excited, seeing his father be awarded a medal on TV.

Observations: Subject can produce flames from any point on his body. What I was going to write off as a direct inheritance of his father, see the Todoroki, Enji file for details, there are some differences. The flames are a far more condensed and brighter version of his father's. Subject lacks much control over the flames, being far more wild when using his power in the Heat Testing Room, though this may be due to his age. I can say, however, that he put quite a strain on the room with his fire. I could still feel the heat through the layers of protection. 

What is most disturbing are the burns produced while the Quirk is being used. The extreme effect on the body implies a deviation, but similarities to the father's Quirk routes out any chance of that. What seems to be the case is that a trait of that mother's Quirk was implemented, hybridizing into what they are now. I have heard a few examples of this in my studies, but they were before my time. Back in the earlier days of Quirks when people would try to pair up in the pursuit of having stronger powers, but they had disastrous results.

This is what is likely to cause the fire to be so strong. With that resistance to heat came a kind of filter with the fire's power. For all their power, Quirks need those built-in protections and precautions to keep the body safe, similar to the limits put on our own muscles. Without them, the user's body runs rampant and exerts itself. It is like the subject's body doesn't know how to hold itself back, going at full force with even minor uses. This, in tandem with the lack of protection and control, makes it far too dangerous to use.

Recommendations: -Cease any and all Quirk usage. Until a method to replace or support his lack of proper is discovered, it will only be a threat to himself or others. -Fire suppressants and medical supplies should be in the house hold to help treat any burns in case of flare ups. I'll give you the number of a burn specialist. -Child counseling is advised. Subject seems highly distraught at the idea of his Quirk being unusable. I'll add the damages from that flare up to the bill. -Send me the medical history and of the Todoroki and Himura family. Perhaps there is some genetic flaw in either family's side that can give use a better understanding.

[gaecactae]

I had a question about your Cozy Cloud au- are the Todorokis still going along the canon timeline (Dabi, Shoto’s scar, etc.) or is it all nice and wholesome? Either way, this comics awesome, but I’ve been wondering since Toya appeared.

Im gonna be honest with this one- I don’t have plan for Todorokis yet😫

It’s easy to notice that everything in MHA functions in the „butterfly effect” motive. That one minor thing influences some major incident later on (and AFO’s influence is. Well. Also pretty major)

I was considering deleting AFO in the whole but since Tenko got his quirk, he’s already present, unfortunately. So I’m kinda juggling with the original storyline and in the same time I’m trying to keep everyone happy. I’m thinking that maybe AFO got another „objective” after Tenko was taken from the streets and yeah??

But then I’d have to juggle my way through Todorokis lore and make Endeavour go to that hill to meet with Touya so his fate isn’t sealed, and well, that would require much more research to make it logical, to not butcher the tragic, but still an amazing storyline they have.

Idk. Original thought was simply „Tenko happy no sad”😭😭 but then I got emotionally invested with the rest of league AND THATS WHERE THINGS START TO GET COMPLICATED

so yeah. On the same time I’d love to keep Todorokis happy just because I want them to be, but on the same time, I feel like it would be wrong to entirely delete their complex backstory 😶‍🌫️

[project-sekai-facts]

Your recent update made me wonder about something. I don’t know how much you know about this but wanted to try asking anyway. Hopefully this makes sense? Why would the English translation choose to censor things? I assume translations are being done in America where queer things are slowly becoming more accepted but is that a factor? Are the translators themselves changing certain things due to their own biases? I don’t know who they are and don’t want to assume anything about them, but I can’t help wondering if that’s part of the reason? Or is it because of something like, for example, sometimes movies or TV shows have certain content removed based on where it’s being aired, so is it something like that? Is the game being released in regions where queer content is banned or removed? Now that I wrote it, I feel like this is the most likely answer but what do you think? I basically just rambled in your ask my bad. Also, do you know if the Korean and/or Taiwan servers have censorship too?

oh there's more than just the Asahi thing and i have mentioned it in passing before but i'll cover it properly here. "the miles i fell in love with is so cool" -> "it was so cool! i guess that's miles for you" is definitely the biggest example though.

First off, a minor thing. it doesn't really happen anymore but in the earlier translations they quite often use words other than partner, like "pals" and "buds", in the VBS story. Probably one of the best examples of this would be An and Kohane's 3rd kizuna title, which the JP name was often fan-translated as "Making each other better" or "Raising each other up", and is called "Two supportive pals" on EN. Which does have the same meaning but the "pals" seems so unneccesary when they could've used partners. The original text is Takameau futari, the first part means "to raise" or "to lift" and futari means "two people" or "a pair/couple". So it technically is a good enough translation but using pals when partners would be more accurate to canon just seems.. off.

I’m assuming their avoidance of the word partner is because it could easily be misinterpreted as romantic, but they seem to have moved on from that at this point.

There's also THE POWER OF UNITY where they switch out "love" (daisuki) for "cares about a lot" when KAITO is comparing the relationship between Arata and Souma to Akito and Toya. Daisuki literally means "likes a lot" so often you'll see people translate it as love, though likes a lot is still valid. "Cares about" is not a direct translation but definitely can still convey the same meaning, so again instance of valid localisation it just seems like an odd choice when using love would've conveyed the exact same meaning and been more true to the original.

Then you've got another instance of them not translating daisuki correctly in Dear Me, As I Was Back Then (sorry this one is a wiki screenshot my phone died). This is worse. Like I guess if you really want then it does have a close enough meaning to the original. Like I guess daisuki meaning "like a lot" or "love" could be localised as "you're the best" if you really wanted it too. But even then, the line before this is "I'm gonna show just how much I admire her!". Minori's shout of "I LOVE YOUUU" from the original would be way more fitting here. "You're the best" feels too casual and buddy-buddy - even if Minori didn't know Haruka at this point, Haruka still had a big impact on her life and imo "I love you" would be the best to use here.

There’s also this one from Walk on and on that removes one key thing. In the original, Toya says something more along the lines of “I was able to make this track because I want to continue to be a partner who can stand shoulder-to-shoulder with you from now on and always”. This is a bit more similar to the Asahi incident in that they’ve restructured the sentence to make it two, adding in the thing about performing which isn’t even there originally, and replacing “korekara saki mo zutto” with “keep singing with you”. And “keep singing with you” still works, but it’s much more toned down, let’s say. You know what really is odd about this translation though? If the quote I put seems familiar, it’s because it’s also the name of Toya’s event card. Kinda odd they omitted that from the story then, huh? The thing is the translation of the card is very accurate so removing it from the story starts to seem intentional, especially when everything around it is accurately translated like with the Asahi incident. Also doing this removes the fact that the card name references the story so what the hell are you doing EN? It's the same sentence, if you can translate it correctly on the card you can translate it correctly in the story.

There's definitely more than this, this is just what came to mind first and I don't want to make this post too long.

These were certainly... choices. Especially with the ones that avoid translating daisuki as love because they do translate as that on other occasions, most frequently with An and Kohane. I'm assuming the reason they omitted it with the guys is because it's far harder to pass off guys saying that they love each other as platonic because societal expectations or whatever, but I'm actually surprised by the change to Dear Me because normally they're pretty good with Minori and Haruka usually. Like they've translated daisuki correctly for them before and leave in everything else that indicates Minori has a crush on Haruka, so why not this line?

I'm tempted to say that they just change the things that they think are too hard to safely pass off as platonic, but then again they left all of the unsubtle ship teasing in Buddy Funny Spend Time, which has a lot of focus on Minori and Haruka's relationship (and they even added in Haruka saying that Minori makes her heart tickle in her card story), so I'm genuinely not sure why they left that in but then changed one instance of Minori saying she loves Haruka which doesn't even have to be interpreted romantically. Like what is the limit here? An can say she's going on a date (with Kohane) and the WEG regulars can ask who she's been seeing, but Asahi can say he fell in love with Tsukasa's character and it gets removed. Both of them have romantic connotation. The only thing I can think of is that An's comes from a whole card story and event, but Asahi's is one line that's easy to remove. Same with Toya saying he wants to stay with Akito forever.

In other words, it's a mess and I don't think any of what I just wrote is coherent either.

Interpret all of this however you will at the end of the day it’s all just ship tease which is up to interpretation anyway. Except the Asahi thing. That one is a censor.

Oh and the KR and TW servers don’t do this.

[chatterbox-73]

Kinktober 2024.

Day 2 - Wax Play.

Dabi/Toya Todoroki x fem!Reader

This story is a smut story for Kinktober, I’ll be writing more characters x reader one shots for Kinktober and if you want to see a character please let me know...

You must be 18 years or older to read this...

🔞⚠️NO MINORS ALLOWED⚠️🔞

A/n I got a little off topic, there’s still wax play, it just isn’t the force in this fic… anyways, in this fic Dabi’s quite abusive… so reader’s discretion advised.

Summary: Dabi tries a new way of play with you, however when you show signs of not liking it he doesn’t care. Dabi wants to set you ablaze and leave nothing behind, and your too blind with love… no infatuation to see the mental scars he’s leaving you with.

Word count: 770

CW: NSFW and adult content, dub-con/non-con, domestic ab*se, wax play, Jacob’s ladder piercing, burning, bondage, yandere Dabi, swearing, mention of d**th and m*rder and Stockholm syndrome.

You’d never been interested in BDSM or any kind of crazy, wacky sex, yet here you were lying on your stomach with your hands tied to your bedpost, you boyfriend trusted into from behind as his drips hot wax onto your back and ass. Not that you really had a choice in what was happening to you right now.

“Dabi, it’s hot” you whine and try to wiggle your hands out of the rough tightly tied rope, feeling the molten wax drip on the roundness of your ass before it run down to the small of your back, pooling with the rest of the wax.

When you both start, it felt like heaven, like warm rain. Dabi’s heated hands massaged the wax into your skin, all while he slowly fucked you, you had even been given permission to cum, to which you took full advantage of and released twice on his thickness, though it seemed Dabi was starting to let go as his once gentle, slow and sensual thrust became rough, quick and frantic, his piercing catching on you even so often, causing pained grunts to leave his chest and squeaks of discomfort to pass your lips, that Dabi’s only concern was with himself, or rather him cumming.

“oh no… it’s hot?” Dabi faked ignorance and concern, however you fell for it every time, “yes it’s hurting me” you cried and wriggle more. You suddenly felt a large amount of extremely hot wax poured on you back, you screamed in pain and tried to move away from Dabi. “Where are you going?!” Dabi yelled like a maniac and pulled you back by your waist, putting a strain on your wrist and shoulders, while his hands burnt your skin the moment they touch you. “Oh yeah, this is really doing it for me” Dabi groaned as his grip on you got tighter and hotter, you could feel his jacob’s ladder piercings dragging against your entrance and walls, the cool medal contrasted his hot throbbing girth nicely. If Dabi was just fucking to like normal you’d be cumming already, but he’s not, instead he has been dripping hot wax on your body for the past hour and you feel like your body is about to give out.

(Dabi starts being even more of a really gross douche bag from here on)

You really couldn’t take it anymore, it was all too much “Dabi stop! I’ve had enough” you sobbed in pain, however Dabi just gripped you hair and leaned into your ear, “shut the fuck up! Your whining and bitching is turning me off” he spits and pushes you face into the pillow, soon after you felt his load pumping into you. “You know, if your cunt wasn’t so tight, I would’ve killed you by now” Dabi pulled out of you and slipped up his pants, he then moved to undo the rope. Once your hands were free, you wrapped your arms around his neck and hugged him tightly, “did you enjoy it? I hope you did” you kissed his seared cheek. “Get the fuck off me skank” Dabi grabbed a hand full of your hair and ripped your body away from him, before shoving you to the ground. You sat on the ground and looked up at him with tears in your eyes, “don’t you love me?” You sniffed and the patchwork man knelt down in front of you, Dabi grabbed your face. “No” Dabi smirked.

True be told Dabi did love you, he just wanted you watch you crumble, he wanted to set you alight and dance around the ashes, he wanted to give you rose just to watch them wilt right before your eyes, he wanted to love you so rough your body would break. Dabi wanted to use you up so no one else can have you, he wouldn’t let anyone else have you, he wants to hurt you and piece you back together, he wanted you to never trust anyone else ever again.

You sobbed and grabbed Dabi’s shoulders, “please, I want your love” you moved in close to his, “oh don’t cry, your so ugly when you cry” Dabi chuckled and cupped your cheeks, he admired his work, the way your eyes watered and your lip quivered. Dabi knew he’d done well, you were already so dependent on him and soon you’d be completely broken, just a emotionless doll, a toy just for him.

Dabi would indulge you tonight, and stick you back together… “I lied princess, I do love you… more then life itself” because tomorrow he’s he’d break you all over again.

Kinktober Masterlist

Day 1 - Yasuhiro Hagakure : Debt.

Day 3 - Gojo Satoru: Silk paradise

[proseka-headcanons]

kamikou second years hcs!! because i think they are the sillest:

- they have lunch together c: 3/4 vbs already do, mizuki and nene join them whenever tsukasa and rui's schedules don't match (and whenever mizuki comes to school in the first place)

- both an and akito will ration off their tomatoes/carrots to whoever will take them (usually toya) (mizuki will sometimes take akito's carrots in the same way they do for ena whenever they go out together)

- they have a nightcord server for the five of them (mizuki's nickname in it is 'vbs hater' because they argue that a benchmark to getting famous is having haters)

- an and akito pass notes during class ("your stupid" "youre* stupider" "stupider isnt a word, stupid" "idc youre stupidest" or "describe kohane in 3 words without using hamster GO" "tiny adorable creature. now do toya" "tall pretty boy")

- toya is in contact with nene to make sure his two idiots are actually keeping up with schoolwork. nene is aware of toya and kohane's 7 step plan that has not progressed past step 2 for almost a month now

- toya starts 2-B break time completely as per usual, ends break time with 10387362 ribbon accessories in his hair courtesy of mizuki. it makes him feel pretty

- similarly nene starts finding stars in her hair for no reason

- akito sits behind an in class and will fidget with her hair when he's bored. once he tried to remove all the stars in her hair to see what an looks like without them. he ends the school day with a pile of stars on his table and an still looks exactly the same

- the five of them have a combined calendar tracker app used to track homework and test dates (started back in 1-B with toya and nene, the other three got added in the second year)

- mizuki, upon finding out tsukasa is in the disciplinary committee, enlisted the help of akito to help break rules without being caught for fun (nothing serious, just minor inconveniences). mizuki's slyness and akito's ability to run the fuck away has caused many troubles for tsukasa on top of rui's existing shenaniganry

- whenever emu shows up to visit nene, the other four get unwittingly dragged into hiding her while searching for nene (who has mysteriously disappeared). emu ends up wearing akito's jacket with the hood up shoved behind toya while an distracts anyone who looks at them. mizuki, upon seeing this, initially assumed the three of them have finally snapped and decided to smuggle kohane into kamikou (they end up helping out by getting rui in on it) (tsukasa found out eventually but didn't have the heart to actually turn her in)

apologies for long ask i just love these five a lot and their adjacent friends :)

I LOVE THEM also somehow them managing to make emu more suspicious than just her normally walking 💀ALSO HELP, THE RULE BREAKING?? poor tsukasa, man. - 🥞

LMAOO i can see them doing that last one genuinely. very specific amount of ribbon accessories but he will look very pretty <3 (i am normal about toya) "tiny adorable creature" and "tall pretty boy" are very good descriptions from very gay people 👍 - 🎀

[yukennico]

ok so my first au is based on the white day sets, but i made it like, mafuyu & tsukasa friendship bonding through a curse they have and how they slowly forget how to be human. im gonna tag this as the cursed white day au because im not original enough

i have a whole document about their information but im still working on it, since its a lot to get it flowing to be coherent

the thing is, tsukasa becomes an honorable knight at the age of 21. hes a strong soldier, promising knight and loyal to his kingdom, sadly these qualities are what made him to be a target of the king, who with an enchantress made him like a bloodlust monster who cant deny the kings order

later mafuyu will get the same curse by her mother suggestion to become the kings second knight, she and her mother didnt know about the whole massacre the king was doing since the kingdom is painted with ignorance and pride

tsukasa when first met mafuyu was already going insane, he killed his parents, nearly stabbed ruis eyes and well, he murdered bunch of people because the king was greedy, but tsukasa cant deny his orders and his desire to kill

i wont go into more detail rn because its very long uuuh kanade is also important here since shes from a nearby kingdom who tries to save the cursed kingdom (not the actual name of the place), she receives saki, toya, rui and akito (akito doesnt play a big role here). rui offers himself to learn prohibited magic to break tsukasa and mafuyus curses, and here enters ena, whos a powerful mage to help rui

i wanted to add more characters but i dont that will be possible to make a coherent story, but ill think of minor roles for them if i can

[icedroppedinparasolcider]

so, i started thinking (which is already a dangerous task for me to do at any given time), and it lead to me asking a question: "Why is WxS Kaito in Solid Heart?" and it sent me down such a deep rabbit hole of realisation that i'm going to word vomit everything into this post.

so first, for the unitiated: during the second april fool's day event, the cast of project sekai was stuffed into a single school: the All Music Mikudemy (or just mikudemy from here forward), and organised into four classes, with one from each unit entering each class. cautious heart, with honami, haruka, kohane, tsukasa, and mafuyu; passion heart, with saki, minori, an, rui, and mizuki; solid heart, with shiho, airi, akito, nene, and ena; and pure heart, with ichika, shizuku, toya, emu, and kanade. but one additional part of it is that the virtual singers also got shuffled into these groups, with one from each sekai (two from vbs) entering the four classes: 25ji miku in pure heart, mmj rin in passion heart, vbs len in passion heart, l/n luka in cautious heart, vbs meiko in cautious heart, and wxs kaito in solid heart.

we know it's these specific versions of the virtual singers because of minor design details shown through their live2d models and the way they behave (or, for miku, it's really obvious she's from the empty sekai). rin having the stage sekai ribbon specificially, len wearing the uniform like he does his street sekai jacket, luka's sweater having the same blue accents and her wearing the same locket, meiko wearing the same earrings she does in the street sekai and using the kamiyama uniform's tie, and kaito having the same mustache pin he wears on his wonderland sekai uniform. there's also the fact these six are considered the "initial" virtual singers of each group and were part of the cast of the 2.5 anni virtual singer event. which was probably what decided who would be part of the mikudemy in the first place.

all of this established, i again ask the question at the core of this: Why is WxS Kaito in Solid Heart? the way he behaves aligns far more with the vibes of cautious heart, especially with the fact he's the initial virtual singer of tsukasa's sekai. his controlled, older brother air (if emu's "kaito onii-san" says anything) matches the way tsukasa feels and behaves regarding saki, that's certainly a large part of what formed kaito into the sekai in the first place. he's the leader of the virtual singer theatre troupe, he handles most of the directing for their shows, he functions as the "straight man" to the comedic natures of the wonderland sekai cast. everything kaito is aligns with cautious heart, not solid heart. so Why?

the short, and probably real answer if we assume colopale didn't put a ton of thought into an april fool's event, is that they otherwise wouldn't have a virtual singer for solid heart. none of the chosen cast fits the description of solid heart, most of them significantly worse than kaito does at first glance, and cautious heart already has two of the major "mentor" virtual singers in l/n luka and vbs meiko. the closest to a solid heart rep beyond what they already have would probably be vbs len, but i definitely agree that he's better fit for passion heart, for reasons i'll get into later as i answer the big question (including but not limited to: keeping len with rin).

but i think there's an actual reason behind kaito's solid heart placement, something i discovered by looking through the other virtual singers and why they fit the classes they've been assigned.

first, let's look at luka, meiko, and cautious heart as a whole, since i already have a short (by my standards) description of what makes cautious heart cautious heart on my blog as is, it's just more focused on why tsukasa's in it in particular rather than about the class as a whole. cautious heart is, by description, a grouping of natural leaders that handle those around them with great care and kindness, often to a point it begins to reflect poorly on their mental health (look at honami and mafuyu). all of them come from some level of "talent"—haruka is regarded as a perfect idol, kohane has a natural gift for singing, mafuyu's... entire story—but where this separates from pure heart, who carry the same trait, is the way this impacts their lives, starting in some way negatively. as their talent brings with it expectation, either from themselves (tsukasa and mafuyu) or the world around them (everyone else), and this expectation is something that weighs heavily on these characters. a massive central part of all of their themes is this expectation, the impacts it left in their lives, and how they move forward with this expectation. some of them leave it behind them (mafuyu), some of them chase with the dream of overcoming it (kohane and tsukasa), and some of them completely redefine what these expectations mean (honami and haruka).

if we look at l/n luka and vbs meiko, we can immediately see a couple throughlines to this theming: namely the factor of talent and leadership. luka is the senpai of the school sekai, having knowledge of all four leo/need instruments to a degree that she can reliably teach the members of the band how to improve throughout their entire story, and being the only one to genuinely test shiho's mastery of the bass earlier in the story. the role luka plays in the stories of leo/need's members matches the role honami plays in the relationships of the band, sharing that same unending drive to care and support the others in the group, something especially shown through her roles in Stella After the Rain and Live with Memories. vbs meiko is very much the same way for the street sekai, being the owner and bartender of crase cafe and holding a mentor role for the other virtual singers and members of vivid bad squad. she doesn't step in to assist with improving their singing until vbs get noticeably better, roughly halfway into their journey to surpass rad weekend, because not only does it provide opportunities for the other virtual singers to provide their input, but her teachings exist on a level above what the others offer at first.

both school sekai luka and street sekai meiko stand on a level beyond the other virtual singers in their sekai, and choose to offer their wisdom akin to a parent or a teacher rather than peer-to-peer like many of the other relationships with the virtual singers tend to be. they are leaders within their sekai, even looked to as such by those that made the sekai they're part of. perfect fits for cautious heart.

then there's rin and len. the former is really easy to assign to passion heart; stage sekai rin takes most after minori, if not clear by her being the least experienced of the six and her role in Hear Me! Hopeful Stage and Connected by Painful Hope (performing two different roles for minori and haruka respectively but they're both parallels to minori's own role in the idol group; rin's empathy and understanding for minori's struggle and the extra perspective she gives to haruka that she otherwise wouldn't have considered). everything about mmj rin connects back to minori in some way, and as a passion heart student herself, it was a given that stage sekai rin would be assigned the same class.

but len approaches passion heart from a completely different direction, something that adds a new perspective to the class and their stories. because on the surface, len would be better fit for solid heart: his relationship with akito is one of the core dynamics of the street sekai, he's constantly in competition with street sekai rin, and even to some degree with miku (mirroring the early dynamics between akito and an), and he played a major role in akito's chapter of BREAK DOWN THE WALL. most of the evidence points toward solid heart vbs len, but i believe the part that puts him in passion heart is the fact rin is a given to go there. because rin and len are a pair. they share a number, they're both kagamines, and across every sekai they have a special relationship that works as a motivator for at least one member of the sekai. and out of every group, it's vivid bad squad that puts the most emphasis on the importance of partnership. it's a massively central and unendingly important aspect of its story and the growth of its characters.

street sekai len takes this pairing of rin and len to an extra level, as their relationship is the example of vivid bad squad's partner dynamic. every time conflict arises between the two, it's ultimately born from wanting to be a better partner for the other; something that's directly paralleled across both the bad dogs and the vivids. entire plot points are built from the importance of this dynamic, the fact they are the most important people in each other's lives (not even in a shipping sense, this is just direct storytelling; to deny that fact is to deny the essence of the group itself), and that manifests itself into the dynamic of rin and len. a pair of virtual singers whose relationship transcends sekai. no matter the circumstance, no matter the personality they're given, they are partners.

and when you look at passion heart through this perspective, you can immediately see a pattern: every member of passion heart strives to embody a certain light they were given. saki with tsukasa, minori with haruka, an with nagi, rui with tom gray, mizuki with yuuki. and, within their own groups, their stories develop their characters through their relationships with others, having entire events around a particular, vitally important person: saki's Parallel Harmonies with ichika, minori's entire dynamic with haruka, an's entire arc from Bout for Beside You to Whip the Wimp Girl!!, rui's relationship with tsukasa after the main story, and mizuki's My Footprints, Your Destination and Our Escape For Survival for ena and mafuyu respectively.

passion heart is built around its relationships, the importance other people play in their lives and growth. to not include the inseparable pair of rin and len in that class would simply be a mistake.

this brings us back around to kaito and solid heart. what about wonderland sekai kaito connects him to the themes of solid heart? well, if school luka and street meiko are cautious heart students at the ends of their journeys, and street len is a new perspective on the meaning of passion heart, i think wonderland kaito is meant to be both of these things. because kaito is the solid heart connection to cautious heart, a representation of what they're capable of by embodying a class solid heart often envies.

wonderland kaito pulls a lot from tsukasa's character (obviously so, as a manifestation of his emotions), and tsukasa's story, despite himself being cautious heart, reflects the themes of solid heart. specifically the events On the Stage of Dazzling Light and Towards the Phoenix at the Sky's Edge. stories about tsukasa's struggle to perform as the actor he wants to be, the latter specifically putting him in a position of intense longing for a goal he feels is lifetimes away from him. yes, both of these are for the sake of the character he's playing, but that reflects perfectly in the stories of solid heart, who put their all into their work to achieve the goals they've set out for themselves, and will put themselves through the most difficult climbs just to reach the top of the cliffside. if the way his story presents itself wasn't better fit for cautious heart, and nene wasn't already a perfect solid heart student, tsukasa would be solid heart. and kaito, carrying such a major piece of tsukasa: his dedication to his craft, is the solid heart within tsukasa. the drive to grow, the will to keep pushing no matter the challenge, the willingness to try anything that might lead to success, even if they get hurt in the process. yes, he acts more like cautious heart, but that's the point.

shiho has always been an odd one when it comes to solid heart's themes. yes, they act like a member of solid heart (all the way down to the common mischaracterisation of them being an asshole, a universal trait of solid heart characters), but their story has always worked in contrast to the rest of solid heart. solid heart characters come from a position of inferiority, feeling the need to overcompensate and push themselves to their limits in order to "keep up" with the rest of their groups' capabilities. shiho has never had this struggle; they've always been skilled, the most experienced member of the band. shiho has an entire event, Don't Lose Faith!, that has ichika confront them about the fact they hold back to not outshine the other band members, so they don't glow too bright and take the glory for themselves. it's the opposite of what solid heart has always needed to do. because shiho, like kaito represents, is already there. their drive was uninhibited by their environment, save for the struggle to find a band they can participate in. their actual ability as a musician has never been hampered by the world, while the rest of solid heart run off the belief they're worse than their group because that's what the world has told them, directly or indirectly. shiho is the sunlight that solid heart is capable of achieving.

so wonderland kaito, much like shiho represents, is an embodiment of what solid heart can do with their determination to grow despite the challenges. because they look up to the cautious heart students, they're envious of their skills and talents. but kaito is the proof that they can be that.

that, i think, is why kaito is solid heart. the virtual singers are representations of these characters' feelings and aspirations, and wonderland kaito serves as an embodiment of the goals of solid heart. their mission to be like the cautious heart students that seem to have everything together. kaito shows them that it's possible by being like cautious heart but still solid heart.