#Then throw money at him and never look at Yuu ever again

[downinsomanyfandoms]

Looking at my list of headcanon for Yuu and I’m restraining myself so hard from calling him Ferdinand von Aegir

[kyuuppi]

“You lie to your best friend/crush that you have an OnlyFans just to see their reaction”

Ft. Sugawara; Nishinoya; Tsukishima; Oikawa; Kenma

Pt. 2

A/N: My bias is so obvious here LOL

KARASUNO

↳ Sugawara

➣  You are over at his house, the two of you idly watching a sitcom while browsing your phones and chatting in between; it’s comfortable, as times with Sugawara usually are.

➣  Every time Suga leans in to show you a funny meme on his phone or throws his head back in laughter at a joke from the show, you find your heart skipping a beat.

➣  He is beautiful, basically an angel in your eyes, but he is also your best friend and you don’t think he has any interest in you like that. Not in the way you do. 

➣  That’s how you get the idea to test his feelings. 

➣  Being the troublemaker you are (how else would you and Suga get along so well?) you decide to shake things up by casually mentioning you’re interested in starting an OnlyFans and asking if he thinks its a good idea. 

➣  You expect either of two reactions: either he’ll be as supportive as usual, possibly advising you to be cautious with strangers online like the mother hen he is, proving he only sees you as a friend—or he’ll tell you not to, possible evidence that likes you.

➣  The response you receive is not quite what you were expecting...

➣  Once the words leave your lips his head immediately whips around in your direction, light brown eyes looking at you with a serious expression on his face, something you’d never really seen before. It makes you uncomfortable and you begin to regret all of your life decisions.

➣  Suddenly though, he is leaning into you, his arms coming up to trap you against the couch as you try to back away. Your eyes are as wide as saucers and face completely flushed as he continues to stare you down before speaking.

➣  “Even though I’m your best friend, I’m still a man, you know. You’re being awfully cruel right now.”

➣ You audibly gulp, suddenly feeling light-headed but he keeps speaking, close enough that you can feel his hot breath fan across your cheeks.

➣ “Asking me to watch the person I like show off in front of thousands of other men? Even I have my limits.”

➣ And that marks the day of you and Sugawara’s first kiss. ♡

↳ Nishinoya

➣  Your best friend, Nishinoya Yuu, is notoriously unabashed with his affections. 

➣ The two of you have an interesting relationship—Noya has no qualms with expressing how pretty he thinks you are, borderline flirting with you at times, and you frequently return the favor. 

➣  But you don’t take any of it seriously, of course, regardless of how much you secretly wish it were real. Everyone at Karasuno knows about Noya’s undying dedication to the volleyball club manager, Shimizu Kiyoko, and he confesses his love to her at least twice a day. 

➣ Unbeknownst to you those professions became less and less frequent after he met you and now most of Karasuno thinks the two of you are basically dating

➣ The two of you are at the mall, a frequent hang out place where Noya can look at volleyball gear and you can browse manga at the bookstore, when you get the idea to prank your friend.

➣ “Hey, Noya? I’ve been thinking about finding a way to make more money but I don’t have time for a part-time job so I decided to make an OnlyFans—I already have a few subscribers.”

➣ Nishinoya nearly trips and falls flat on his face. You would have laughed if it weren’t for how he immediately grabs at your shoulders, staring at you with a mix of anger and fear. 

➣ “Absolutely not! No one should be allowed to see your beautiful body like that but me!”

➣ You immediately fluster at his loud declaration, acutely aware of how other customers in the mall are giving the two of your strange looks as they walk by. 

➣ “B-but Noya, we aren’t even dating—”

➣ “Then let’s start dating!” 

➣ And what are you gonna do? Say no?

↳ Tsukishima

➣ Being friends with Tsukishima could be frustrating at times—a sentiment you and Yamaguchi frequently discuss when the blond isn’t around. 

➣ Tsukishima likes to think most things are beneath him and he’s too cool to find enjoyment in activities most other friends enjoy, ranging from mini golf to video games. The man seems content to waste his life away studying and listening to music if it weren’t for you and Yamaguchi forcing him out of his room. 

➣ Naturally, something like a prank war would be something Tsukishima would want no part of—not that that has ever stopped you. 

➣ Usually, your pranks are failures. Either Tsukishima easily figures out what you’re doing before it can happen or he doesn’t give you the satisfaction of a reaction, chastising you for wasting your time pulling pranks when you have a failing grade in mathematics you’ll later beg him to help you study for.

➣ He still helps you though, he’s whipped

➣ Your newest prank however, you feel exceptionally confident in. Not only is it simple to pull off, only relying on your acting kills, but it also might answer your curiosity on whether you have a chance in getting your dearest Tsukki to see you as more than just a friend.

➣ The day you decide to do it the three of you are hanging out in Tsukishima’s bedroom as usual, you working on the math homework Tsukishima forced you to study while he reads a book and Yamaguchi sits in the corner reading a book.

➣ You had already discussed your plans with Yama beforehand, to which his expression looked suspiciously devious, like he knew something you didn’t know, as he proclaimed his support. 

➣ You hear Tsukishima turning a page and decide to speak up. 

➣ “Hey, Tsukki, have you heard of OnlyFans?”

➣ You hold back a snicker as you see Tsukishima visibly tense, his eyes widening behind his glasses for a moment before he relaxes. From the corner of your eyes you can see Yamaguchi smirking behind his comic, watching the blond closely. 

➣ “...yeah, I’ve heard of it,” Tsukishima simply replies. 

➣ “I’ve been thinking about making more money but I don’t have time for a part-time job so my friend suggested it. She said I could make over ten thousand yen a month.”

➣ “I think only the really attractive ones make that much.”

➣ You gasp, thoroughly offended, and Yamaguchi looks mildly annoyed by his friend’s response, already opening his mouth to chastise him for being so mean—but before he can say anything, Tsukishima is speaking again, still looking down at the book in his lap. 

➣ “Don’t do it though.” 

➣ “Why not?” You pout, refusing to look up at him when you speak. 

➣ “...I don’t want the person I like to do those types of things.” 

➣ You nearly choke on your own saliva, head darting up to stare at him in disbelief. Yamaguchi, for some reason, only smiles softly, looking unsurprised by the admission. 

➣ “W-what? You...like me?”

➣ “Oi, shouldn’t you be studying? One more F and you’re gonna flunk out of the class, dummy.”

➣ You’re slightly disappointed by the change of subject but when you notice the soft pink on Tsukishima’s cheeks you can’t help but to smile the whole time you finish your homework.

AOBA JOUSAI

↳ Oikawa

➣ Oikawa is a busy guy.

➣ You were well aware of that before the two of you happened to be paired up for an assignment and got to know each other, eventually becoming close friends. 

➣ Between volleyball practices, tournaments, magazine interviews, and appeasing a passionate fan club, Oikawa rarely has time for himself, let alone another person. 

➣ Despite all of that, you could tell he always made sure to spend time with you, dedicating a few weekends a month to hanging out, just the two of you, and constantly texting you in the times the two of you couldn’t physically be together. 

➣ From an outsider’s perspective, it was almost like the two of you were dating. 

➣ But alas, you know the sad reality is that Oikawa is most certainly not your boyfriend and you have no idea if he has any interest in your like that…

➣ ...Which is why you decide to try to make him jealous one day to push him towards confessing his feelings, if they exist. 

➣ The two of you are at a café, sipping lattes and gossiping about other students when you bring it up. 

➣ “Y’know...I’ve been thinking of making an OnlyFans.”

➣ To your surprise, Oikawa’s eyes seem to light up, his lips curving into a smile of excitement. 

➣ “Wow, really? Maybe I should make one too!”

➣ Oikawa immediately pulls out his cell phone and the color drains from your face as you realize your plan has completely backfired. 

➣ “My fans are going to love this—hey do you think we can do a collab? The two of us in one pic would make us top creators for sure.”

➣ You can only nod numbly with a fake smile at Oikawa’s enthusiasm.

➣ Oh god, you’ve created a monster…

NEKOMA

↳ Kozume

➣ Unless you’re Kuroo, becoming friends with Kenma is a nearly impossible feat. Actually making him want to spend time with you alone, even more so. 

➣ But somehow, you managed to work your way into Kenma’s tightly knit social circle more like a two point line segment of him and Kuroo and your evenings after his volleyball practice are usually spent in one of your bedrooms, playing Splatoon and Animal Crossing until your Switches die or your parents force you to come home for dinner—whichever comes first. 

➣ You love spending time with Kenma, his quiet presence somehow making you feel comfortable—but over time those feelings of ease have shifted into something more akin to nervousness and excitement as you’ve come to develop a crush on the setter.

➣ Every moment with him, watching the small smiles tug at his lips when he wins a match or his cute, frustrated pout when he can’t figure out how to defeat a boss makes your heart flutter and it’s becoming more and more painful to idly sit by without expressing your feelings.

➣ A direct confession, especially to a boy with nearly 0 social skills, is scary, so you want to be sure your feelings are returned before you even attempt to share them. 

➣ Thus, you’ve decided to take Kuroo’s advice.

➣ “Push him into a corner. Kenma will only act when he thinks he has to.” 

➣ You take a deep breath to steel your nerves before you speak, eying him sneakily from behind your Switch. 

➣ “Gamer girls and boys are kind of trendy these days; I’m thinking about starting an OnlyFans to make money to buy more games.”

➣ The only visible response you receive is a slow blink as Kenma continues to play his game, fingers tapping furiously on the keys. 

➣ “Ah...I don’t think that’s a good idea.”

➣ “Why not?”

➣ There are a few moments of silence between you two, the room only filled with the SFX of your games as Kenma seems to finish his round. You recognize the victory music as Kenma pauses to finally raise his gaze to meet your own. 

➣ “It's your body so I can’t tell you what to do but...I would feel really jealous of all your subscribers.”

➣ And just like that, Kenma returns his attention to the video game, unpausing and starting a new match, blissfully unaware of you struggling to calm your racing heart and flushed cheeks. 

[themadearl]

Idea: Because Yuu is poor af and has no items of her own

At first, it started as a small gift, like a pen from a brand Ace really liked and an extra ruler from deuce as they saw that Yuu only had a sparse amount of stationary

Then there was a bag pack from Cater who won it from a giveaway on MagiCam and promptly gave it to Yuu cause he had no use for it anyway

Trey got Yuu and Grim a toothbrush set with matching cups

Then, Yuu received a handkerchief with some embroidered roses from Riddle 

“Do I have a sign on my back that writes ‘accepting gifts’ ?”

But it doesn’t stop there as the next gift she receives is an old coat from Jack who notices that Yuu doesn’t have any winter clothing

Ruggie, seeing this, goes along and adds in a scarf he made that was lying around

“Why are you looking at me like that, Leona-senpai?”

Leona seems to grumble something before throwing a fleece blanket onto Yuu’s face

Yuu is seriously considering the theory of an invisible sign on her back

Azul’s face of shock when she said she kept all her money on her was one she’ll never forget and that’s why she returned to her room with a brand new safe box

Receiving yet another gift being a pair of shoes from Floyd that looked really new and expensive as this was one of his older pair of shoes that he couldn’t wear anymore due to his growth spurt

It was also expected of Jade to give something as this point, seeing as everyone else chimed in with a gift and Yuu got a thermos flask that Jade uses often for his hiking trips

Even Grim’s noticing the weird uptick in gifts

Kalim was pretty adamant on giving Yuu a carpet to decorate the dorm and not being able to refuse him, Yuu just thanked him for it

Hearing that Yuu really liked his cooking, Jamil passed her a cookbook he used for the meals with some notes written on how he prepares it, Yuu looked as if she was going to cry right then and there

The ghosts were talking to Yuu about how much the ramshackle dorm has changed from the new additions of Yuu’s gifts

On one of the flying class, Vil came over to tidy up Yuu’s hair with some additional bobby pins he had as he couldn’t stand Yuu’s constant fidgeting as her hair keeps getting in her eyes

Yuu also had a sigh of relief after class as the train of gifts had finally stop, or not

Rook passed a really high class-looking bag to her with a message that it was a gift from Vil and him and Yuu’s wishes were just not going to happened

Looking inside the bag was a medium size accessory box with a purple hue that had a mirror built in and a small amount of accessories like hair ties and pins inside

Epel also passed along apple products from his hometown due to receiving a whole new box

Yuu is getting a reputation from being really friendly with the seniors and the dorm leaders

Knowing Idia’s habit of using an electronic device in place of himself for meetings, Yuu finds it strange that it was drenched in water so she picks it up and dries it before returning it back to Idia

“Hello? Idia-senpai are you there? . . Oh, oh okay. I’ll leave it at the door.”

Ortho shows up the next day in front of ramshackle dorm with what Yuu is dreading to be another gift

“I can’t possible accept this, it’s too much, . .I really don’t,”

So, Ortho just shoves the gift in Yuu’s hands and speeds away, leaving Yuu and Grim to stare into the empty space 

Inside the box has a handwritten note along with a watch which Idia says to be one of his earlier models and a thank you 

If the trend where to continue at least there was only one dorm left, right?

Sebek was seriously contemplating giving Yuu a portrait of Malleus as he didn’t want to lose against the other dorms in terms of gifts

Silver and Lilia had to talk him down from giving anything Malleus-related

“Who wouldn’t be happy to receive a portrait of Malleus-sama????”

In the end, Diasomnia held a meeting to decide what kind of gift to give Yuu

“I have a feeling someone is talking about me, weird.”

When Yuu sees Sebek approaching her with Silver and Lilia and a huge gift in tow, Yuu has never dreaded living that much

Before Yuu could close the door, Sebek’s loud voice has already called Yuu’s name

There were numerous students behind carrying what seems to be furniture and as Lilia begins to introduce each of them, Yuu feels like she is getting dizzy from thinking of the price of each of the items

There was a wardrobe, a dressing table with a matching stool and a study desk

All made of the finest wood originating from the Valley of Thorns

Yuu doesn’t remember how many times she thanked them and the other thing was that all of them seemed really proud for no reason?

Malleus only hears of their actions after a few days as no one bothered to invite Malleus to the meeting they held to discuss what to give Yuu

He thinks to himself that maybe he should gift something as well, and when he finally realizes it, Malleus was already standing at the door of Ramshackle dorm

“Tsunotarou? Why are you standing there, come in and have some tea.”

After a cup of tea and some treats, Malleus finally asks what Yuu would like as a gift 

“It’s the first time someone asked me what I wanted, everyone else just gave me something they wanted me to have. Hmm, how about a small light that doesn’t go out? Like a nightlight? It’s really annoying getting up in the night when it’s so dark.”

Malleus immediately gets to work as he conjures a small metal lantern with a handle at the top, he places just a bit of his own flames within it

He hands it to Yuu who looked quite amazed with the lantern

“If it ever goes out, I’ll light it again for you.”

“Thanks Tsunotarou~”

[mrpenguinpants]

Genshin: Roommate HCs [V1]

To be honest, I just wanted to ramble some more and let my brainworms take over. This is sorta late but Happy Valentine’s everyone! I was gonna post this earlier but this honestly took me a long time to write so I moved it to today. 

Once again, this is 90% crack 10% content. Seriously, as much as I love writing this non-serious fics. Why do you people like this?

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Based off my ramblings with Keqing anon: Link

Genshin: Holding Hands [V1]

Genshin: When you’re cold [V1]

Genshin: University AU [V1]

Genshin: Royalty AU [V1]

[Masterlist]

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Diluc

What? Diluc has a roommate? Did you blackmail him in living with you? Is that even possible? Did you throw yourself in front of his car because you needed someone to pay for your student loans and the easiest way was to file a lawsuit? In this economy no one would blame you. Diluc seems like such the self-isolated character that would murder his roommate in cold blood but in reality, he act’s detached from the world because he forgot how to socialize and he’s desperately trying to cover it up without choking. That or he’s trying to learn how to astral project. If he could drink away the pain he would but instead he buys 20 packs of grape Kool-Aid and injects it into his veins. 

Does not and will not ever have a normal sleeping schedule. You’ll wake up to him working, come back home to him working, and will sleep to him still working. His daily dose of Vitamin D is from the brightness of his screen rather than the sun and he’s filter feeding at this point. It’s concerning. He’s going to crumble and he’s bringing the world down with him. Through the power of tax evasion. But as soon as he needs to walk out into society, he pulls movie magic and looks like perfection. It’s both physically and mentally disgusting. 

He’s actually is a really nice roommate to have just so long as you give him space. Great cook and knows to clean up after himself. Though he does have crash and burn days where’s he’s completely out of commission. You could set the entire apartment on fire and he would sleep through it. The entire two weeks are dedicated to zombie eye marathons and then he’ll suddenly collapse and sleep for 46 hours straight. When he wakes up from his hibernation he’s the most groggy and nonsensical person. His life blood is coffee because you keep hiding the 5 hour energy away from him because, you know, life is enjoyable and those cancer bottles will actually kill him.  

“University sucks our money out of our bodies faster than our will to live.” 

Beidou [Happy Birthday Queen 💕]

Despite her appearance, she’s actually really strong and it scares the piss out of you when you’re doing something or scrolling through your phone mindlessly and you suddenly get your spine re-arranged when she slaps you on the back to ask what you’re doing. Likewise, when she hoists you up and throws you over her shoulder so you come with her on her 3am convivence store raids for alcohol. It’s either you change now or else we’re walking out of the apartment in your t-shirt and no pants self. She can and will carry you under her arm that way. It’s both incredibly attractive and horrifying at the same time. 

She’s really friendly and a great talker if you’re alright with her “I must hold you in my arms, fresh prince of bel air style”. It doesn’t matter if you’re taller than her, she’s doing it. She does however, get in a bit of trouble from her rowdiness and you often get noise complaints but Beidou just passes them off to Ningguang and everything is fixed. She has ovaries of steel when neighbors rather confront her personally and she’s ready to 1v1 in the parking lot. You’re trying to desperately hold onto her shirt to stop her from pile driving your neighbors for the third time this week but she’s too strong.  

She’s constant party until we die attitude and suffers the hangover in the morning. It’s actually really funny to catch her in her hangover moods because whatever filter Beidou had, which is none, is gone. She really takes “cursing like a sailor” or the next level and the amount of creativity she comes up with is actually impressive. She can be a bit messy but she’s really likeable and always down to go anywhere with you as long as you’ll do the same. It’s a very ride together, we die together situation. You’re my best friend, you’re dying with me. I’ll see you in hell. 

“Imma T pose over my dad and then crash the car into the parking garage.” 

Kaeya

Kaeya on the surface seems like such a chill roommate. And he is for the most part. But he’s such an ass. Your things are his things, no questions asked. If you just bought a really nice sweater or you had leftover food, that’s his now. He’s innocent until proven guilty even if he’s literally holding your lunch. The pure amount of bullshit he can spit out to convince you that no, he did not pull the fire alarm because he wanted an excuse for not going to work, puts him on Shakespeare level. He’s also very pretty, way too pretty, sir can you share some of your genes? 

But aside from that, he’s actually super dependable. You forgot something at home? Sure, he has nothing better to do so he can bring them for you. We’re missing eggs? No problem, he’s just by the store. You’re 95% sure that he just wants to be cheeky and make you thank him for 20 minutes before he actually hands you what you asked for. It’s better for you if you never tell him anything you’re afraid of because Kaeya has no social cues, or more like he throws them out the window, and he’s probably a psychopath. 

He’s incredibly private of his room and things despite his attitude towards yours. You’re convinced he either has a secret lab or that’s where he’s storing the bodies. I was the good guy but due to unfortunate circumstances, I need to stab a bitch. But he’s a really good serious talker for those 3am, because everything happens at 3am, talks about life and the meaning of the universe. It absolutely wrecks your sleep schedule but some of the things you talk about are the most crackhead things like what’s the lowest amount of money someone would have to pay you to walk outside without clothes? It’s a legitimate question. 

“Never before have I been so offended with something I 100% agree with.”

Jean

Okay, what world did you save in a past life to live with his absolutely wonderful woman? Mother Teresa take a load off, take a seat. You have nothing to worry about. She’ll bring home little treats back home and it’s the most wholesome thing ever?? Is this what love and affection feels like? We’ve been starved for so long. She says it’s not a big deal and anyone would do it BUT THE MOMENT SOMEONE BUYS FOOD FOR YOU. IT’S A MAGICAL MOMENT. They are forever stuck in your will until proven otherwise. An absolute ray of sunshine that must be protected. 

She does get super busy so you don’t often see each other or get to hang out as much. She’s a bit of a workaholic but a lot more easier to talk her into taking a break. She’s also a pretty decent cook but she prefers baking and jesus christ, girl can you calm down? Be still my beating heart, I’ve been smitten. Has mother hen vibes that you’re not sure if she’s your roommate or if she adopted you into her family. It’s time to start a petition for the Jean protection squad. Given the opportunity, I would aggressively hold your hand. 

She’s always open to whatever you want to do. Any recommendations or things that you like she will try out at least once despite her busy schedule. She’s lowkey lonely because work consumes her so any time you want to hang out or do something together, she jumps on it like she’s feral. She get’s a bit shy to ask if she can join in on your plans because she doesn’t want to bother you or intrude no matter how many times you tell her that’s okay, she still get’s a bit iffy about it. Please save this girl before she trips. In your arms. Platonically. Just kidding haha. Unless?

“I can’t wait to see you happy and not hating everyone again haha.”

Childe

First impressions of Childe were great, until he opened his mouth and you realized how much of a two brain cell child(e) he was. He has two braincells because they constantly have to 1v1 in his brain. He’s lived with a lot of siblings so he has no social awareness or concept of privacy that you’re lucky if you come home and he’s half-dressed. It doesn’t matter if you’re 2 weeks older than him, he’s going to call you 82 years old and why your bones aren’t being fossilized at this point. He’s such a little shit, this fucker licks the yogurt lid peel.  

He get’s really restless when he’s stuck under house arrest, because apparently 1v1ing in the parking lot of a Wendy’s is illegal for some reason, so he makes dying whale noises until he get’s to go outside again. But he’s actually a really wholesome guy, probably because of his younger siblings, that he’ll sometimes get you something because you seemed down and it’s such whiplash? Who is this man and where did he come from? You’re starting to have a change of heart before he tells you that he got banned from the library for accidently punching the school’s computer. How you “accidently” punch something you have no idea but Childe always comes home with some sort of injury. Maybe he’s just incredibly clumsy. For your sanity, you’re going to go with that. 

He’s actually so uncultured that it’s crippling. You can’t blame him too much considering his upbringing and it’s great that he’s so interested in learning new things but...child no...It makes you want to take your spine out of your ass and rip it like a Beyblade. Watching him take chopsticks and stab his food like it’s marshmallows makes you want to fall into a blackhole and let the chair consume you. 

“I, too, fantasize about beating the living shit out of people.”

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Is this another tag yourself game cause I resonate with Diluc. I’m crying in insomnia. As much as I enjoy writing these fics I absolutely hate tagging them. I remember I used to have a tag anon but that was back when I wrote for bnha. 

Valentine’s Day was fun tho. I had a drinking game with friends as we played league then ended it off with a movie night. 

[youreallyshouldtalkmore]

Crashing into Octavinelle

A.N: My Twst Yuu OC Mia take on the scene from Book 4. 

Twisted Wonderland Masterlist

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Mia’s eyes widen before screwing shut as they crashed into the mirror.  She felt herself roll off the magic carpet, but strangely didn’t crash into anything enough to hurt herself. Even as her eyes were still shut, she felt as if she was spinning. 

“Where…where are we?” she murmured as her head swam. 

“Well, well, what do we have here? Patrons in search of a midnight snack, perhaps?” 

“Aww maaan! I was totally ready to squeeze any burglars who here to nab our food supplies but it’s just Shrimpy and the Seal. Laaaame….” 

The familiar voices bounced in her head, as Mia managed to slowly peel her eyes open. 

“Wha? What’re you guys doin’ here?” Grim asked. 

Well, at least one of them seemed to brush this disastrous carpet ride off in a flash. 

Floyd gave a sigh, “Didn’t we already go over this? We can go home over winter break because of ice floes, remember?” 

“Wait, so are we in Octavinelle?” 

“Yes, inside Mostro Lounge to be precise.” answered Jade, his eyes trailing to Mia as she began to shakily stand to her feet. She looked as if she might have inhaled a wrong mushroom, her eyes shaking. She had yet to speak, how odd. 

“Are you okay?” Jade asked. 

“We made it!! We finally broke outta that awful prison!!” Grim cheered. 

“Yess, even I can see that.” Mia snapped lowly, swaying on her feet. 

Before she went down, she had two arms wrapped around hers, holding her up. 

“With your double vision, perhaps?” inquired Jade. 

She looked between Jade and Floyd, “With y'all it’s now quadruple.” 

Floyd snickered, “Shrimpy, does your vision have anything to do with this rectangular flounder-looking guy?” 

“I’m never letting Grim drive me on anything ever again! He can’t even drive a broom properly, why did I trust him with a magic carpet? Ek….” Mia felt her stomach heave. 

“Are you going to throw up?” Floyd asked. 

Why did he sound so cheerful about it? 

“It’s not my fault! Besides, we are out of there! Be grateful, Mia…” 

“There is no escape for you now, thieves!!” came a loud announcement that sent through Mia’s head as two Scarabian students entered the lounge, “I suggest you surrender!!” 

“What is all the commotion about at this late hour? Care to explain what’s going on here?” Azul asked as he surveyed the room. 

“That is none of Octavinelle’s business! Please just hand over the two of them quietly!” 

“Ahh, I see that is Mia and Grim. Hold on, why does Mia look like she is going to throw up? Floyd, don’t stand there as if this is a movie, find her a bucket!” Azul began to panic, thinking more of the amount of money she could potentially sprew on. 

Mia glared at Azul best she could. “Really?” 

He smirked coolly, “Well, the two of you are looking so dingy I thought you were a pair of dust clothes.” 

Mia bite back her usual retort as she straightened feeling a little bit better. She didn’t want to admit that having the Leech twins hold onto her was helping her vertigo, even if Floyd was grinning at her with too much interest. 

“Please save us with your spirit of benevolence!” Sarcasm was heavy, and Mia couldn’t help it. 

Azul pursed his lips as he pushed up his glasses. 

“If you refused to hand them over, you’ll be party to their wrongdoings as well!” one of the Scarabian students cried. 

That got Floyd attention as lifted his head up and bared his teeth, “Are you yankin my tail here? Who do you think you’re talking to?” 

Azul spoke, “No fighting is permitted in Mostro Lounge. This is a place for gentlemen. On that note, I think it’s time we ask these ill-mannered patrons to leave.”  

—

“Are you certain you are okay?” asked Jade sliding her a glass of water as she sat at the bar. 

Mia gave a wan smile as she except the glass, “Yes, I feel better. Thank you.” 

Floyd leaned over towards her from his seat next to her and grinned, “You aren’t goint to hurl are you?” 

“I will hurl this water at you, if you don’t back off.” Mia threatened. 

“Fufufu. So I can’t squeeze you?” 

“Duh no! I just went on the worst rollercoaster ride in my entire life! How is it that the trip with Kalim was pleasant and with this mangy little…” 

“Hey!!” cried Grim. 

“Hush! You can’t drive anything to save your life, or mine. Just last week, we narrowly escape crashing into that tree.” 

Floyd laughed, “You sound worse than Azul with a broom.” 

“He is!!” Mia hadn’t even seen Azul fly a boom, but it couldn’t be worse than Grim. 

Grim glared, “Are you seriously going to keep bringing that up?” 

Azul finally interjected, “Why am I being brought into this stupid argument? Mia you know I have to charge you for that water?” 

Mia glowered at Azul and Floyd thought for a moment, she might go over the table at him. 

Instead, she smiled sweetly, “Add it to my bill.” 

“You heard the lady Shrimpy. Add it to her bill” Floyd guffawed. Jade snickered as Azul rolled his eyes and added it to the sheet of paper he was writing on. 

“Now, I think it’s time to tell me about this Scrabian infighting you mentioned.”, prompted Azul. 

[missvifdor]

(The continuation of this post where during a spell class a portal opened and the boys' female doubles as well as MC's appeared in the class) (I think I could make it an independent "story" for the adventures of my MC /OC /YUU)

My MC /OC /YUU and his double crossing the gaze in the class: * Double bi panic *

*Now we will have to find a solution to bring these young ladies and this gentleman back to their reality, but in the meantime here is the look of our twisted guys if they were girls*

Dorm leaders:

Riddle: Looks both serious and cute, with a round cheeky face and big eyes with long thick lashes as well as a pretty pixie haircut. Obviously she stays small but is always bigger than my MC OC YUU, her voice both soft and sharp, a very interesting contrast.

Leona: Made more of a woman than a young girl, still has magnificent hair, bewitching eyes and has a very toned and nicely muscular body. His voice is deep with that tone both seductive and bored. She knows perfectly well that she is beautiful, that she has charm and adores the handset with her immense intelligence. It's an absolutely formidable combo. She is the same height as her male double.

Azul: Gives that mafia-like aura (Or Sugar Mummy), with her hair styled in an impeccable bun and her tailor that is both professional and flatters her gorgeous figure perfectly. Her smile is both sweet and dangerous. But we all know that deep down she is a sweet girl who needs reassurance and who needs to realize how smart, hardworking, and beautiful she is (and we know any of us don't would stop proving it to her). She must be two or three centimeters shorter than her male double.

Kalim: She's still a sun ball and a full cinnamon roll! So positive and supportive! Tie up her long silver hair with a cute headband and always do her makeup in warm tones (where instead Jamil helps her with her makeup like that). Always wears tons of gold bracelets on her wrists and ankles, is very tactile, and has no problem cuddling the people she loves and appreciates! Is the kind of friend who makes sure you eat well and that you don't miss anything. (I can see her thinking that she and Jamil have more of a sister relationship than a master and servant relationship). Is exactly the same size as her male double.

Vil: Let's be honest here, Vil would be the most gorgeous woman who hasn't set foot at Night Raven College for decades after The Beautiful Queen! You almost feel like she's straight out of a fashion magazine but no, it's just that our Reine des Poisons takes so much care of her and works so hard to come to such potential! Her magnificent hair would reach her shoulders, her voice would be as beautiful as honey on a slice of bread and her makeup and manicure would be as perfect as it gets! Maybe she would be a little taller than her male double (even without heels). (I don't know why but apart from her care and makeup, I also see her very well making her own jewelry as well as her perfume).

Idia: Haired with two long, fiery quilts, she would be more the type to have an e-girl style but with very loose clothes that would not show her forms (the poor one does not realize that she has the potential to become a model for lingerie). Her voice would be both sweet and high-pitched, and she could also be smaller than her male double. (And Husbando, so many Husbando!). Doesn't trust her smile because of her sharp teeth but that is her charm and she is so fucking cute! Maybe she would be more organized and manic than her double even if her room would still be in a very big mess (at least she didn't leave her underwear lying around in plain sight, she would die of shame if anyone saw the cute and childish little designs on it).

Malleus: This woman ... Would be exactly the same size as her male double! And she would be so beautiful and elegant! With long black hair that she would let hang down her back, as well as her incredible figure! (Also gives those Magical Sugar Mummy vibes). His voice, by all the gods ... The most sensual and that playful note we've ever heard. Her voice is also so deep and sweet (let's not even talk about her laugh or I'll die of happiness). Still gives that awesome and intimidating impression on people but is so sweet when you get to know her (Always make that adorable pout when she's sad or upset, you feel like hugging her tight and telling her that even though she is scary in the early days, she's the sweetest person we've ever met!).

The Vice-leader:

Trey: Don't lie to each other, give these married vibes over and over again. But beware, also hides his game very well because in private ... 🥵. Her beautiful hair tied in a ponytail and her voice in playful tones. Would be the type to wear stockings with his uniform and is the same size as his male double. Smells like cake and vanilla, it's both so nice and it also makes you so hungry!

Ruggie: Is quite skinny because as we know Ruggie often endures difficult months. Short and messy hair, has a cheerful voice and an infectious laugh (Quite fond of pretty things in the background, but since she doesn't have much money, she can't really afford it. If she could, she would certainly treat herself to some pretty hair accessories). Perhaps an unacknowledged Tsundere side. Since she cannot feed herself properly for someone her age, she is most certainly smaller than the average for a Beast Woman. Would probably like to have a cuter look, unfortunately she can't afford it as she doesn't want to look "weak".

Jade: Holy shit, this woman is so dangerous and sweetly sadistic, if you ever pique her interest and she likes you on top of that, I'm sorry for you. Her body is certainly muscular and graceful (She also has quite incredible strength). Has long, wavy hair that she wears half-loose and is exactly the same height as her male double. Her voice and at the same time so soft and cold, you don't know if you should feel comfortable or on the contrary, run as far as possible. Obviously loves going for long hikes, (Her legs are so muscular, if she catches you with that, you won't be able to go anywhere). His tone is so teasing, you can't resist him for long.

Jamil: Very tall, even a few inches taller than her male double. Just like Trey, she smells so good, like cinnamon. Has a fairly athletic build, and remained a very, very good dancer. Very skillful, maybe makes her own wrist and ankle bracelets, also wears a lot of jewelry (not as expensive as Kalim's, but still very pretty and it shows her really well, especially the snake designs ), also wears a lot of ear piercings. His hair is very long, silky, and worn the same way as the male Jamil (maybe with extra pearls in his hair). Her voice is deep (sensual) and with a note of irony and sarcasm. Her make up apply lightly but always in such beautiful warm tones (she also highlights her cheekbones), especially with eyeliner to highlight her intense gaze.

Rook: His hair is worn in the same way as the male Rook, also wears a multitude of hats as well as pretty earrings. Likes to tease those around her, smiling and bright. Has a French accent, of course. But remains someone dangerous in the end. Is the same height as her double, is athletic, skillful and has excellent eyesight (Normal for a hunter). See beauty in everything and everyone! Don't you think you're handsome? Rook will give you ten points for why she thinks you are beautiful and why you should stop thinking that way because otherwise she will stalk you until you accept this truth. Her voice is happy and confident, deep and warm. May like to wear accessories like long socks with natural or animal designs. Specialized in throwing knives.

Ortho: So cute! The little sister you will want to protect at the risk of your life! So smart and friendly, curious too. Wears a cute fiery pixie hairstyle and has a cheerful, thin voice. Is so small and skinny.

Lilia: Oh boy ... see Draculaura from Monster Hight? She has the same look. So much into jokes, loves to surprise people to scare them. Her voice contrasts completely with her appearance since it is deep and velvety. Same size as her male double. Even though she looks so young, she still acts like a child mom. (Obviously, is always so bad in the kitchen, she brings out stuff, sometimes you are afraid that it will come to life to devour you). Despite her jokes, she is still very good advice and listens.

The rest of our boys:

Cater: If fashionable, is certainly a great influencer. Cater pays so much attention to everything, especially the little details and accessories that she wear. Makeup always on top and colorful, could become a model if she wanted. Is smaller than her male double. Joyful and higher pitched voice, her hair is a bundle of silky curls always worn in a cute way (Like Ariana Grande). (Has a multitude of fans and contenders) carefree and likes to give cute or silly nicknames to people she loves and appreciates. Would be the type to flirt with his friends for fun. Probably has a passion for nail art and would be so proud to show off her designs on her Magicam account! Would act with the first years like a big sister although she is not always good advice. She is so teasing.

Ace: Short, messy hair! Pretty tomboy style, enjoys teasing others too much for his own good, always smiling like shit and communicative. Is a sporty person, and quite arrogant, maybe also a little Tsundere side. Is a hopeless hideaway romantic. Even though she likes to do her makeup, she doesn't like taking fifteen years to do it and does the minimum required. Of course has a more feminine side when she's out of school, but honestly, feminine clothes are never practical for big movements. Act confidently but not too deep down. Her voice is happy and dynamic. Is one or two centimeters smaller than her male double. Likes to wear necklaces and chokers. Rather skinny but not as much as Ruggie.

Deuce: So sweet and so want to do her best to make her mom proud of her. Wearing long hair tied in a low ponytail, her voice is high-pitched and strong. Is quite tall (even taller than her male double). Read romance books on the sly but can't help herself when someone finds out. Probably already dyed his hair blonde during his delinquent period and dyed it before entering Night Raven College. Likes to wear barrettes in her hair, also does her best with her makeup but was not used to it before (it was mainly Ace who taught her everything she knows). Secretly loves wearing skirts and dresses, she hasn't been able to experience it before because she didn't think it would look pretty on her (But she's actually pretty). Certainly be shy and insecure when she finds new people, afraid of doing things badly. Blushes so easily that it is funny. When his delinquent side resurfaces, his voice becomes more serious, threatening, his posture leaves no room for shyness! She might want to change for the better, but that doesn't mean she's going to let others do if they want to bully her!

Jack: Do you see Jasper in the Steven Universe? You now have Jack as a woman. She is muscular and strong! The part she's most proud of is her muscular back! His silvery hair his savage and remained indomitable (But that gives him a crazy charm). Don't take shit from people and still is a Tsundere. But her wagging tail always betrayed her about her emotions, as well as her ears. Same size as her male double. Secretly loves cute things and certainly has an army of adorable stuffed animals in her room in Savanaclaw. Wears a biker style, and because she lives in a cold region with her family, she doesn't get cold easily, so her muscular arms are uncovered all the time (for your viewing pleasure 😏). Her voice is serious, so serious! But if you're friends, you definitely hear that thoughtful little note in her voice. If his male version is the Best Boy, his female version is the Best Girl! She takes care of those she loves and is always ready to help!

Floyd: Is exactly the same size as his male double. Wear her hair short cut in a boyish style (she doesn't have the time or the energy to dwell on her hair). Her voice has high notes, especially when she finds something or someone cute! Very expressive, has no filter. Like her sister, she is muscular and graceful. Her dress style could be similar to those of men in the 40's (she much prefers masculine clothes because it is more comfortable and she doesn't have to worry about her chest with large shirts. does not have to wear a bra!). Love accessories like earrings or piercings. Has immense strength and doesn't always control it. Dislikes makeup, she doesn't want to bother with it (but finds it charming on others, that's just her personal opinion). If its male version is not to be upset, it also works with its female version! Especially when it is at this time of the month, run away poor fools!

Epel: The same problem as with its male version! Except that instead of being manly, she wants us to find her sexy and not cute! All her life in her hometown has not to stop telling her that she was cute! Really ? Was she nothing else ?! She wants people she finds attractive to find her sexy, not cute! Just because she is petite, because she has big, innocent eyes and a round, youthful face, doesn't mean it's her definition of beauty or femininity! Much like her appearance, her voice is cute, slender. Her hair is long, wavy and held up with a red ribbon in an elegant manner. Compare to her male version, Vil lets her speak with her accent because it is one of her charm assets. Her face is decorated with delicate freckles. Is quite skinny with a tiny bit of shape but not a lot (let's say she has a lot more than Riddle). Epel is a little smaller than the male Epel, but not much.

Silver: She is the equivalent of Disney Princess Aurora. Except that, unlike, even if she falls asleep anywhere, she doesn't need a knight to protect her, she is her own knight! Remain a formidable swordsman! In spite of everything, remains someone calm and taciturn, very easygoing. She is very fond of animals and as they naturally flock to her, she is very happy about this fact. Wear her hair up to the shoulders and tie it in a ponytail for practice. She has a fairly toned body, but not too much. Her voice is soft and measured. She is much smaller than her male double.

Sebek: Acts hard but is so soft in the end. Looks pissed off all the time but that's just her natural expression. Wears her hair like her male version, and is the same size. Her voice carries so far, it's very impressive the first time you hear her! It is a bit sharp, but not in an unpleasant way. Carries so much esteem and respect towards Malleus, she would also like so much to be like her but she would never dare to compare herself to her! Blushes so hard and so quickly if you press the right buttons, it's so funny to see her get annoyed! Her figure is quite toned and sporty.

And finally, My MC /OC /YUU: Just like his female version, he wears round glasses, is always 150cm tall and has long wavy hair. Has fairly broad shoulders and is slightly muscular without really being so. Does everything possible to make girls feel comfortable and safe in his presence! He knows how exhausting the life and daily life of women is because of societal pressures and the male gaze. He knows that because of assholes, women are afraid of men and are afraid to even be in the same room as them, so he will do his best to ensure that she never feels that way around him! And if someone has the audacity to make one of them feel these feelings, oh boy ... that person won't last long! He was raised by his mother alone, and she taught him respect, consent and righteous values. He is an ally, so rest assured 😊😉. His voice is soft and serious (Also watching him get angry and argued in French is quite impressive! The sound of Rs in his mouth sounds even more aggressive).

[whet-ones-write]

Headcanons - Daichi + Noya with a S/O who whoops ass at Volleyball

Hey anon! Sorry for the lateness work has been working me to the bone! (ಥ﹏ಥ) I can’t wait to have days off to just relax and work on more things

But still here you go! I hope these are what you were hoping for!

Headcanons / Requests: OPEN! (And now empty lol <3 (○ﾟε^○) ) Masterlist : Here (WIP)

Still (人◕ω◕) Lets begin!

Daichi Sawamura; 

★ It was no secret that you had a crush on the boy’s volleyball captain, and while you were just a member of the female team it wasn’t unusual for you to be seen together as you and Yui Michimiya were often discussing matters pertaining to the club. Still he tried to say it was a case of that he needed to talk to Yui about captain things but it was all just a lie to see you and that’s how you got to know each other before he asked you out much to the joy of the other boys. 

★ He had never seen you play only because his own team kept him busy and on top of needing to talk to coaches and Suga about issues with the lads he was always kept away from your own practice in which you always finished on time because the other girls didn’t really take it seriously like you and Yui wanted to. 

★ So when the interhigh games you were excited to finally be playing in a team and hoped that Daichi’s games matched up with yours only to be cursed again that they were at the same time but in different gyms. Though when parting he gave you a good luck kiss on the cheek before running off for his own games and you going to your’s. 

★ You didn’t notice it when he entered the building. You were far too focused on your game and trying not to lose that he was in the stands with the rest of his team. They all knew about you and that you loved the sport just as much if not more than Daichi so they wanted to see you play too. Though seeing the score 22-22 to the other school you were starting to lose hope.

★ It wasn’t until Sugawara yelled words of encouragement did you notice the boys in the stand and spotting your other half you took a deep breath before grinning. Though he wasn’t outwardly speaking he was looking at you with a look you could just read. “Come on you can win thing just keep going” 

★ With that in mind you all yelled in unison before picking up the pace, or that was the plan before the whistle went... It would be your turn to serve as you were subbed in as the pinch server and you took a deep calming breath as you subbed your fellow girl as a player before taking the center stage. 

★ This was your turn to shine and with Daichi there you felt invincible. You felt on top of your game despite how dire the situation was. Still you spun the ball up before throwing it, you ran, jumped and hit it as hard as you could. They called it an out. Though the refs stated otherwise. 

★ 23-22 a piece, time to get another. Power server? Not an issue they thought. So seeing them shuffling around you smirked as you took the ball, taking another deep breath you focused on the court and took a few moments before nodding to yourself. Tossing the ball up this time without the spin they panicked as it came to the net as this time you had done a jump float! Just how many tricks did you have up your sleeve?! 

★ 24-22 as it fell. They re-arranged themselves now realising that they couldn’t really predict what you would hit. So they just got themselves ready to take whatever you had at them. But you knew it wasn’t any use if they couldn’t make it connect. 

★ As the whistle went you took your next deep breath knowing and hoping you could end it here for the first, letting you one and only weapon take the center stage. Looking up to the ceiling you took a second to calculate it before taking a step back. Tossing the ball low and hitting it with an underhanded serve. 

★ So when the ball dropped in their court as they just couldn’t make it connect everyone blew up into cheers. Your one weapon? You had perfected and when lining up to see the boys in the stand Daichi was just shocked as you winked. You had stunned him like nothing else had. What else did he not know about you? And when the hell did you get so good? He really needed to see you play more, because those points had him hooked.

Yuu Nishinoya;

★ While the boys failed at interhigh the girls continued on to play another round. After begging Ukai to let them go and see you play he figured it might be a good moral boost for the girls as well as letting the boys see some girls that *might* actually be interested in them. Still hoping the thoughts would work Ukai happily let them spend the rest of the day at the other court hoping to see you play. 

★ As always Noya never got to see you play before which was another reason why he begged the other to let the boys stay to see the girls hopefully win their match. His practice always ran late and only ever got to walk you home as he was normally too tired to play with you when his team manages to tire him out. 

★ Seeing you guys though warm up, he couldn't help but be excited for the incoming battle to begin. He knew you were a spiker but you often changed positions depending on who you were playing. Sometimes you were a left wing spiker and if you weren’t then you would be the right side. Not that they knew this but there would be several reasons as to why which would show though the game that they watched. . 

★ You weren’t playing an over powerful team and although it took a whole set to finally get to know what kind of team you were up against it seemed that you would be a Right side wing spiker for the match. 

★ As the second set began you took up the spot right in the center to receive more. It seemed that the other team had a powerful setter and you would be the one to receive it almost each time. Though some of the touches were off, they always went up without touching the floor. 

★ Even the Libero on the team was jealous of your skills on your good days when they were out of rotation. The rallys went on for longer and noya stood there in awe at your skills, he knew he was known for his defensive skills but this? This was something on another level. 

★ His face lit up and cheered you on excited and happy that he loved someone that could give him a run for his money on any day of the week. He had never seen you this good nor in your element like this and it excited him in more ways than one if you catch my drift (*＾∀ﾟ)ъ

★ And if that wasn’t enough when the Libero was on your spikes were something he couldn’t wait to be on the other end of. The sound that it made when your hand connected to the ball was something that took his breath away each time. Even though it wasn’t often he knew he would take one of those spikes to the face and never regret it. 

★ While yes you were tired and overworked you almost single handedly helped the team gain the points needed to win as after all if it wasn’t for your defensive work, they couldn’t spike or continue the volley to get the points needed to win. 

[tsukishima44]

Ai Rabu Yuu

Yamada Hizashi, Japan's Number 1 DJ, has a crush. Unfortunately, his crush is as dense as a brick. How does he confess his undying love of 15 years? Easy-peasy. Cats.

P.S : a bonus story is added in my ko-fi account

Yamada Hizashi was making a compilation of playlist for his next radio show. As Halloween approaching, the blonde DJ thought about scary creepy songs which could make his fans, dubbed as listeners, experienced halloween for the whole month. The playlist he had played yesterday was a blast. Regional fans and international fans were going crazy with a Japanese man celebrating such a western tradition. His radio team was very happy even when their website had gone haywire from plentiful comments. The amount of early month gifts Hizashi received from fans had doubled its number. For three days he opened each present carefully, day and night, accompanied by one bodyguard namely Aizawa Shouta.

Aizawa Shouta or Shocchan for short was one of his best friends from high school. Both of them attend U.A with different major. They met on U.A's annual sport tournament in which Hizashi, business major, had faced up with Aizawa Shouta, a general student, in the final. U.A's teachers, students, and the media were shocked upon learning the truth. There was no history of non-hero class student never make it to the final. Hizashi and Shouta completely turned the book around. In the aftermath, both Hizashi and Shouta received special invitation to change their major. Hizashi didn't bother. He always knew what his future would be splayed as. It wasn't as a pro-hero. On the other hand, Shouta took the invitation like it was his only chance to change his destiny. After being told of his previous rival acceptance, Hizashi grew curiosity. He could still remember black strands flowing when Shouta's quirk activated. He completely looked like a medusa, a beautiful medusa, with raven tendrils instead of poisonous snakes. That was his last thought before the beautiful medusa completely swept him off his feet. Two days after their fateful match, Hizashi sought after Aizawa Shouta, gaining information easily through his friend connection. Hizashi persistently tailed after Shouta for a week until on the eight day Shouta had enough and stride up to an electric pole, Hizashi's current hiding place. Both of them started their friendship ever since the accident.

15 years later both of them have stable job. Hizashi as a famous DJ who host his own radio program and won award each year. Shouta had become an underground pro-hero under an agency near Hizashi's radio station. Hizashi had adjusted his radio schedule to match Shouta's patrol time to they could go together and end the day together. Ever since Hizashi had his first stalker, Shouta always accompanied him coming back home even in the middle of the night. Likewise when Shouta had to gather intel Hizashi always helped either through his radio program or friends connection since he got plenty. They worked in a symbiosis mechanism and it would never change. Or Hizashi hoped so.

On Hizashi's 22nd birthday, he got a bit of enlightenment.

Shouta had stood there, on his new apartment that he rent cheaply, with a half burnt birthday cake wishing him a 'happy birthday' and not to give up on his dream of being a dj when others mocked him. The sunset light that was painted on Shouta's medium length hair was amazing. Shouta's fond smile, however, was the highlight.

The next day, Hizashi realized that he want nobody but Aizawa Shouta in his life.

Present Mic was cheerful, boisterous, and easy-going. It could throw a cheesy romantic line easily from a storage of thousands. It could make any fans, woman or man, melted with its charming words. It has court and be courted each day. It make hundreds-million money from being smiling to anyone it met. Too bad, its only purpose was as a marionette playing in front line to hide its maker, Yamada Hizashi. Hizashi was a subdued version of Present Mic. He could still rant about his daily lives into a 10 page paper. But in his home, his sanctuary, he spoke less and much calmer than when putting on Present Mic mask. Present Mic's name was on billboards, but Yamada Hizashi never care because it was not his name. Each fan letter he gained always begin with 'dear Present Mic', but Yamada Hizashi was content on not receiving any. In his whole life, Yamada Hizashi never jealous of anything Present Mic has.

Until his days were full of courting a dense Aizawa Shouta.

He had tried using hook-up lines, baking cat cookies, chatting with more emojis, asking him out on a 'date' and nothing was born any fruit. He even used a very very obvious method through one of his radio program to signal Shouta on his feeling. The pro-hero always tune in to his channel each time he was on air and Hizashi knew it although he denied. What he gained was not a new lover but a mess of media trying to interview him on this special S-san he talked so fond of the other night. Hizashi almost gone mad from love and his being from not able to put words into his mouth. On his 28th birthday, the day of his first winning an award, Hizashi finally gathered his nerve to confess. It went well into the night where after the award show Aizawa was about to pick him up and be his courier. If it wasn't for shaking the hand of a four-year-old child with mute quirk, he would probably have an armful of Shouta or a tearful nights await him. Shouta had arrived to erase the child's quirk, but Hizashi's courage had vanished.

This time, Hizashi had a plan. A very simple plan that had occurred to his mind when his emerald orbs saw a cardboard with a grey kitten inside. Hizashi was about to place his umbrella and shield it from the rain. But his idea prevent him from doing so. Then with a wide smile, he took the gray kitten and slipped it into the space between his jacket and shirt. The small head poking from it looked hopeful to him and Hizashi too give his hopeful smile.

True to his idea, Shouta appeared the next day on his door.

"I've heard you adopt a kitten" Shouta said as a greet.

"Yup! Ai is sleeping on my sofa" Hizashi replied but his crush had barged inside and knelt beside his leather couch.

Shouta's light footstep had probably awakened the kitten because Hizashi heard a mewl form his living room. Hizashi watched as his new pet immediately warmed up to Shouta. In a mere minute Shouta had Ai in his hands, cupped gently, while the kitten licked Shouta's thumb.

"Ai?" he asked.

Hizashi had finished placing both his and Shouta's cup of coffee in the glass table.

"Yeah"

Shouta didn’t say anything until he was about to head to his agency.

“You know that Ai is a male kitten right?”

Shouta’s glabella had frown on it.

Hizashi had smiled from the sight.

“I know!!”

14th October, approximately a week after, Hizashi welcomed Shouta into his residence once again. This time, Hizashi was not the only one to greet Shouta. On his right ankle was Ai-chan, the first kitten he adopted. Beside Ai was a black kitten with white fur on its paws. Hizashi watched as Shouta’s eyes went wide at the new member of Hizashi’s family.

Shouta cupped the new kitten into his caloused hand. The new kitten, like Ai, licked his thumb happily. Shouta wiggled his thumb when the kitten didn’t bother with his thumb anymore.

“What’s this one name?”

Hizashi had reappeared from the kitchen with a tray of their casual coffee and a small packet of cat’s food. He placed each things carefully on the table then scooped Ai into his lap.

“Her name is Rabu”

“Rabu?”

“Yeah, rabu!”

Shouta didn’t bother to ask the meaning of the weird name Hizashi gave it.

Hizashi watched Shouta still playing happily with Rabu.

Two weeks later, Hizashi opened his door with a grin. Shouta stood with blown wide eyes. His black hero suit still was full of sweat and what might be speck of blood. Hizashi cringed.

“Did yo-“

“Yes” Hizashi cut sharply “But you are not going anywhere near Yuu with those clothes on”

Shouta was ushered into Hizashi’s toilet without a single word. Hizashi slipped in his softest hoodie and sweat pants to the ajar space of his toilet door.

The kittens swarm to his feet immediately when Shouta came out of the toilet.

His eyes trailed to Ai who was clawing Hizashi’s expensive sofa. Rabu was coming to him happily since Shouta always come to Hizashi’s house everyday, much more often than before. Beside Rabu, a cat probably 5 months old walked leisurely to Shouta. A cat with lush milky white fur.

“A persian type cat. His name is Yuu”

Hizashi giggled when he heard Shouta muttered ‘finally a proper name’. Yet despite the weird name Hizashi gave, Shouta still called each name with the one Hizashi gave.

When Shouta came to Hizashi’s apartment at 31st October he expected the whole apartment to be full of costume guest dancing to loud music and drunk as hell. He didn’t expect an anxious Hizashi and no cat. Hizashi wore a full Count Dracula costume. He was gorgeous with red ribbon tying a bit of Hizashi’s blonde hair on the end. He really glad he wore a mummy costume. Hizashi’s living room at least was screamed Halloween into his eyes. A handful of bat dolls hanging around from the orange-black accentuated ceiling. Hizashi’s huge window also covered by black clothe which was still transparent enough to let moonshine shone the living room. There were several spider webs in each corner and sofa. In the middle of the room were carved pumpkins looking like All Might, and several other pro-heroes. He tried to quench his blush when he saw Eraserhead on one of the pumpkin. What surprised him the most was the appearance of a table in the center beside the pumpkins. The wooden table had an orange tableclothe. Candles in a variety of size acted as a border between one end of the table. Clean white plate were placed on each end and clearly it was for two people by the number.

“Hiza—“

“Shouta, do you remember my cats?”

Shouta looked down to the hands grabbing his. His eyes turned back to the host.

“Yeah...”

Hizashi gave him a small uncertain smile.

“Can you tell me each of their name?”

“Well... Ai, Rabu, and Yuu”

“That’s how I felt about you”

Shouta’s lips thinned while trying to understand Hizashi’s hidden message. It took a century by Hizashi’s dictionary, before Shouta finally understand.

“Did you just...make me say..”

“I am sorry, Sho..” Hizashi let go of his hands “I know you probably don’t feel the same as I do. I just...it’s been too long since I feel this way and I finally get the courage to confess. I know I’m a jerk for adopting those kittens just for my selfish way, but-“

“Zashi” Shouta took Hizashi’s hands in his “Are you going to throw those cats now?”

Hizashi spluttered

“W-Of course not! I still love them even if you don’t l-“

Shouta took Hizashi’s lips into his own. He gave a light nip, gained a moan, before roaming once again. As they parted, both lips were glistening with saliva and Shouta took the chance to peck Hizashi once more.

"S-Shouta?"

"I love you too, Zashi"

Is he dreaming?

"R-really? You sure?"

"I'm dead serious, Hizashi"

When Hizashi's face was in a grimace Shouta couldn't help but laugh at his lover. He slipped his arms into Hizashi's waist and brought the leaner man into him. Hizashi taller figure made his shoulder the right place to put his head on. His ears could feel Hizashi's heart thudding excitedly inside.

"I really do love you Zashi..."

His ears heard a sniffle from above him.

"I really really love you Shouta"

[okitodorokidoki]

[1]I’m gonna be fine (maybe not tonight)

ao3 | 1533 words | female reader next

warning: character injury [pairing tbd]

Far longer than you could remember, all you wanted to do was play baseball. Your father had been a catcher through college, while your mother pitched softball until graduation, so it felt like you just had the diamond in your bones. Some of your earliest memories were learning to play. Your first bats (aluminum and wooden, to see which you preferred) and a pair of purple batting gloves were still in the attic to this day. Up until the end of middle school, baseball was all you knew; and you were damn good at it. And under your catcher's gear, you didn't have to worry about how the other team felt playing against a girl. You were just half of the battery, the number two sewn on your jersey. Until you weren't.

You could barely recall the incident as it happened. You could remember the sound of your mother screaming, the feeling of an iron grip on your wrist turning into perfect bruises of your father's fingers, but before that was just a runner coming around third base.

Your pitcher, your partner, your best friend, took days to visit you in the hospital. Even then, he barely looked at you. You could easily say that was what broke what was left of your heart, but it was undoubtedly shattered by your parents.

"You can't play anymore." Your mother looked more tired than you'd ever seen her. "If you ever step on that field again, my heart won't be able to take it."

You wanted to jump up and scream. The doctor had just updated you, told you that you were recovering well. She'd played before, so had your father- they both knew that injuries were a possibility, especially as a catcher.

"We should've never let you play on a team like that in the first place." Your father's words made it feel like the breathing tube was being shoved back down your throat. "Those boys were too big compared to you, you should've never come off that damn bench."

You could barely manage a quiet "Why are you doing this?"

"Maybe you'll understand when you're a little older." Your mother said. "But if you love us, you'll listen. We already spoke to your coach, and he's agreed to let you finish off this season in the dugout."

"But you're not playing again."

-

A year ago, going to Seidou High School was your ultimate goal. You'd walk up to their coach, with all due respect, and ask that he hear your request to try out for the team. No crutches, no special treatment. If you didn't make the cut, you'd be eternally grateful for the opportunity and continue to support the team and try again next year. You had the confidence that you'd make it- and had inherited some of your parents' best physical traits. You could smoke your teammates during practice drills, and your throwing arm definitely wasn't what had you picking catcher over pitcher.

Watching some of their games, you were left in awe of one particular player- their starting catcher. You couldn't understand his name over the speaker, but the loud man you found yourself sitting near referred to him as "Yuu." Your curiosity won over your anxiety after your mother went to get you a bottle of water. Leaning over between innings, you tapped him on the shoulder just firm enough to get his attention. You couldn't gauge his expression well behind his shades, so you tried to make your smile as polite as possible.

"Sorry to bother you, but do you know Seidou's catcher?" It sounded odd coming out, but there was no stopping it now.

He laughed before leaning back slightly to have an easier conversation. By the time your mother returned, you learned the boy, Takigawa Chris Yuu, was his son, and he was very proud of him. Not much else, but it was heartwarming and made you feel mushy. Your mother was understandably shocked when she saw the company you were making, and ended up introducing herself to get a read on this adult man talking to her child. They ended up talking more as you returned your focus to the game, watching Seidou's offense.

By the end of the game, your mother seemed like she'd made a friend, and even exchanged emails with him. You sent her a look, but she just shrugged in response with a rather 'why not' expression on her face.

"Good luck getting into Seidou, you crazy kid. Try to give my son a run for his money," Mr. Animal laughed and ruffled your hair as your mother brought you to her side.

On second thought, maybe you misheard his name. But at this point you were too scared to ask.

-

A few days later, your mother knocked on your bedroom door.

"Yeah, ma?"

Opening the door slowly, she peeked her head in. "So guess what, kiddo."

"We won the lotto and we're moving to LA?" You looked up from your sketchbook.

"No, but close! Chris, the catcher boy from Seidou, apparently wants your email." She slid into the room to sit on the edge of your bed.

You sent her a very skeptical look. "Mom, are you trying to set me up or get rid of me?"

"Either one will do. I already gave it to him."

"Mother!"

-

You and Chris didn't start off with too much to discuss, and you found yourself hoping he wasn't being forced to talk to you.

It took you getting wiped out to see otherwise.

Ironically enough, Chris had come to see you in the hospital before your own pitcher had. He brought you some flowers and a small teddy bear, safe gifts for whatever the two of you were. Friends? Pen-Pals?

"Is it as soft as it looks?" You asked with a smile, reaching out for it with your good arm.

"I tried to find the softest one on the shelf that wouldn't drain my wallet." he said, voice oddly quiet.

It struck you that you'd never actually met in person, and a wave of self-consciousness washed over you.

"Sorry I look like hell." You tried joking at your own suspense to lighten the mood.

"You look like you got off easier than I thought you would." His expression fell as he set the flowers on your bedside table. "The coaches are still talking to the runner that hit you."

"That was a person? Jesus Christ, I thought I was thrown into the damn road!" You relished in his conflicted yet amused expression before a sharp 'Language!' told you your mother could hear you.

You apologized, not exactly sincerely, before resting the small bear in the crook of your sling. "A perfect fit."

"How long are you going to be out for?" Chris sat in the chair closest to you, looking a little less stiff and proper.

"Doctor said I might need to do some Physical Therapy after I recover, so there's no telling right now." You shrugged with your good shoulder, smiling in hopes that you wouldn't bum him out.

There was a bit of a permanent shroud over him that thickened a bit. Apparently your smile hadn't helped.

"I'll just have some extra down time to read up on other teams. No reason why being off the field means I'm not in the game." You tugged at the blue bow tied around the teddy bear. "Besides, I've got to be at the top of my game if I'm gonna take on Seidou's tryouts."

He seemed confused for a moment. "Seidou doesn't have a girls' team."

"Nope. I just have to try out for the boys' team." The bow was becoming a good excuse not to look at him.

You really didn't need to be told to get your head out of your ass and think about your future. Although that was definitely a parent thing to say, and not a Chris thing.

"Then I look forward to it." His expression was a little softer than before as you peeked over at him, shocked.

"You're not gonna tell me I'm crazy?" You were almost disappointed.

"I've seen you play." His words almost triggered your heart monitor. "I hope you make the team. Maybe you'll even take my place."

After he and his father had left, your mother rearranged the flowers he brought you with a sad look. "Apparently he was injured not too long ago. That damn school pushed him too hard and it broke him."

You didn't think he meant you'd literally take his place. Sure he'd seen you play, but you've seen him play, too.

"Do you think we could go to Seidou together?" You mused. "It'd be nice to know someone on the team."

Your mother turned her head to you without looking at you. "His father's trying to get him off the team, sweetie. He needs to focus on recovering."

You shook your head. "He doesn't want to leave the team, mom."

"It's not about what he wants, it's about what's best for him." The upset tone your mother spoke in had you shocked. "Your father and I need to talk to you when he gets off work."

[pasttorn]

AT THIS POINT PRISON JUST WANTS TO KILL ME ⟡ ALWAYS ACCEPTING !

where did vulcan find that animal skull ? how does he feel about stumbling upon the skeletons of dead animals ? what made him want to bring nature back to the world ? what was his first encounter with an infernal like ? does he keep any plants around ? has he even been fishing ? does he ever leave food out for any animals other than cats and dogs , like raccoons or birds ? does he know there's other breeds of animals out there ? how does he feel about insects ? ( 1/2 )

( 2/2 ) before lisa and yuu , how did he spend his time ? how did he feel being alone w/o his family ? did he ever break down and can you..., drabble about it ? you made a headcanon about how he keeps a self-destruct mechanism in his crafts to remind himself of his goal , that he wants the opposite of self-destruction for animals , but what prompted him to think of this ? during giovanni's apprenticeship, what did vulcan think of him ? is he a glass half-full or half-empty kind of person?

     – HC. god there are so many questions, but let’s be real i will never turn down a chance to ramble about vulcan. under read more it goes !

ON THE SKULL.

        -- HE found it somewhere pretty far from his place when he was trying to explore, scavenge old materials from junkyards & the streets in order to reduce costs ( especially since he was on his living own when he found it, & had a finite amount of money ). it wasn’t a desert, not really-- but it was a pretty empty, isolated, with few vegetations; a place that looked like had gone through a drought recently. he found the skeleton of the animal, abandoned & forgotten & in the process of decomposing.

       -- IT was mostly a whim, really, on an on the moment sense of pity. the idea of the animal dying, without anyone knowing it’d existed made him sad-- only helped remind him even further of his own losses, how his family’d died, & would eventually be forgotten, like the deer ( & in their case, not even bones remained behind for him to bury, but rather just a burnt carcass that smelled of roasted human skin ). he just... couldn’t sit with that idea, it made him restless, uncomfortable. so decided to take it, repurpose it instead of simply letting it disappear. he paid his proper respects to the animal who’d passed away, of course, promising he wouldn’t take their death / remains lightly, & is constantly taking care of it so it doesn’t break.

ON SKELETONS / DEATH.

        -- DEAD animals make him feel... somber. he’s not especially sad-- he knows that death is part of the cycle of life, the natural course of things. that feeling goes to anything, be it animals or humans, knowing that one has passed away makes him feel bad, if only temporarily. since he accepts it, the process of life, & it’s one of the main reasons he was able to get over his family’s passing without much grieving ( he still grieves, of course. he hasn’t forgotten that day, hasn’t completely gotten over the immense grudge he has due to it-- but internalises it, knowing that there’s no way to bring back the dead & one shouldn’t get hung up over it so much it completely consumes them ). 

        -- IF he has the time, he prefers to give them a proper burial; be it a bird, dog, cat, or any other animal-- they don’t deserve to rot on the street any more than humans do. depending on the time, he might leave a stick or a stone on top of where he buries them, if only to have a way to mark where they have been laid to rest.

ON HIS AMBITIONS.

        -- HIS ambitions first started to bloom from the stories he’d hear from his grandfather. he’d sit in his lap, & listened to the old / forgotten tales of the animals & how the planet used to be so green & filled with life, only to turn into what it is now. those stories only helped plant the seeds that would later become his dream, but at that point, it was only mild curiosity-- as any child would have when they listen to their elders speak.

        -- THEY become full on dreams & aspirations for the future when his father showed him the machine for the first time-- the one that was built by his ancestors to hide the key to the amaterasu. seeing the images of the animals, having them be so close & look so real-- it fuelled him. often did he beg his father to show him the machine time & time again, if only to see & memorise how the animals & the world had looked like. it was when he was watching it one time, that he decided he was going to bring them back. he was going to show the world it’s lost potential, & he was going to bring them back, no matter how long it took or how hard that road was going to be.

ON HIS FIRST ENCOUNTER.

        -- HIS first encounter with infernals were actually with his father & grandfather. up until that point, he’d only heard of the stories, & had seen the destruction caused first hand when he passed by the scenes. up until that point, he’d seen the irreparable damages caused to families, sometimes even offering a helping hand while not exactly understanding how truly abominating fingernals could be.

        -- WHEN his family went up in flames one after the other, even without having seen an infernal before in his life, he’d heard more than enough stories to know that it wasn’t normal. their turning wasn’t like the others & it’s on that basis that his grudge against haijima grew, since they turned infernals right after refusing to work for them.

        -- NEEDLESS to say... it was TERRIFYING. it had occurred in the middle of the night, & he’d awoken to the smell of flesh burning & to the infernal screams of the damned. when they first started catching on fire, he’d initially thought something’d gone wrong with whatever they were building-- a stray spark that could’ve caught onto their clothing. he very quickly realised he was wrong, though, & could do nothing but watch as they bursted into flames-- since as much as he tried to extinguish the fire, they just grew stronger & stronger every second. of course, he tried doing whatever he could to stop them from catching on fire, but was dragged & forcibly taken outside the moment the firemen started to arrive, & had to be held back from being allowed to go back inside after them.

ON PLANTS / FISHING.

        -- HE does keep some around ! ! admittedly, he doesn’t have many-- mostly a couple cacti & other local plants that could last days without much water. it’s mostly due to both, the lack of space, & his lack of responsibility. while he does care for them, there are times when he’s too preoccupied with working on a certain project, that he forgets to water them. he also simply can’t keep more high-maintenance plants, since they take up too many resources & time that he just doesn’t have.

        -- AS for fishing-- he’ll do it if he needs to. he doesn’t actually like the activity all that much, especially when it’s done just for sport, since the hook still harms whatever fish it catches. but he does see the importance of the cycle of life, & the need to kill / eat when one is hungry-- which he had to do often, especially after the deaths of  his family, since he didn’t have the enough resources to buy food for himself sometimes.

ON FEEDING OTHER ANIMALS.

        -- HE does ! ! ! whenever he can, at least. he tries feeding stray dogs, as well as a couple other animals make their way to his junkyard. but sometimes there’s not enough money to provide food for everyone, & some animals don’t trust him enough to accept his food, so he tries to keep the animals he feeds at a minimum. not that it’s very effective, since he’s quick to change his mind whenever they’re visibly hungry and / or whine for food-- unable to turn them down for a chance at a free meal.

        -- THERE are also a couple birdhouses set up around the place that he regularly puts seeds into, hoping that wild birds that are in need of a meal make their way inside. it’s something he still does, even after moving to company 8-- sometimes during his days off, he goes back to the junkyard, if only to do some maintenance on the bird houses & put in enough food to last until his next visit.

ON OTHER ANIMALS + INSECTS.

        -- THOUGH he’s aware of them, he only knows a couple ! while he’s seen some of the breeds himself, & he’s heard from other people about them witnessing some animals-- he still wants to learn more. it’s not enough to hear it second hand, & there might be some species that are thought to be extinct out there, hidden from humanity’s ever so watchful eye. most of the world has gone unexplored, after all, with all the infernals & the amaterasu that lay scattered throughout the geographical map. 

       -- AS for insects. he doesn’t mind them ! while they can freak him out when they suddenly land on him or randomly start crawling on his skin without him knowing-- they’re fine in his book ! ! even while they’re small & crawly, they are still alive, & can feel pain, so in the end he still considers them to be the same as animals ( albeit a bit lower, since he doesn’t mind stepping on an ant or two, compared to stepping on a cat. but he will take a spider outside when he sees one in his workshop ).

ON HIS TIME ALONE.

        -- IT was... heartbreaking. when he looks back at it now, that time was more like a blur, a foggy memory that he’d rather not remember. the one thing he remembers in detail about it, however, is the HOPELESSNESS, despair & absolute ANGER he felt during that time. he spent a lot of time both grieving, & wanting-- needing-- to get back at haijima for what they’d taken from him. at first, he couldn’t bring himself to grieve too much, because there was so much he had to do & he had no time to be showing weakness; especially when the companies started scouting him the very next day.

        -- BECAUSE that time, he spent it cleaning up after the messed that had been caused. as infernals, they had burnt up a lot of their belongings. he also had to organised the items they’d left behind, & decide what to throw away & what not to throw away. he couldn’t bring himself to do it immediately, of course-- he’d try to get a head start on the clean up, only to sit down in front of an empty cardboard with a book or a tool in his hand as the memories came flooding back. he spent most of his days just sitting there, staring blankly at walls as he tried to gather his life together again, sometimes forcing himself to work because he knew he had to keep going & he had to stay strong. he’d start projects, but would lose motivation to work on it halfway. 

ON HIS MOURNING.

        -- LIKE mentioned earlier, he’d been able to holding up pretty well; seeing no other choice but the need to move forward & prove himself unmovable, no matter what he was feeling. he’d keep their family business going & he’d continue to refuse anything the fire brigade tried to get him into. 

         -- THAT is, though, until he’d accidentally started up the machine ( the one with the animal images ) when he knocked it over-- & that’s when he lost it. because it was there that he was surrounded by everything he’d cherished, a scene he’d only watch alongside those two. it’s only when he saw it, that it finally dawned on him that he was alone & they were gone, & that this was all they had left behind. he’d broken down in the midst of the security of the fog & the illusions, where no one else could see or hear him apart from himself.

ON THE SELF-DESTRUCTION MECHANISM.

        -- HE doesn’t want to get attached to them, is the simple answer. 

         -- IT came to him during his period of mourning. creating mechanical animals were his go to creations, especially when he was as spaced out as he was during that time. but when finally saw a new invention through to the end, instead of leaving it unfisnihed, he didn’t feel anything. not a sense of accomplishment, not a satisfaction over it’s outcome, nothing. he’d stare at the mechanical dog he’d made, watch it bark & wag it’s tail inconsistently, & think that it wasn’t real.

        -- BECAUSE no matter how realistic they might be, or how animated they might act, it couldn’t fill in the empty void he felt in his heart over the loss of his family. they couldn’t be replaced, not by something so fake & without life. & it’s then that he decided to add the self-destruction feature-- because he didn’t want to find comfort in something he’d made, vaguely hoping it’d fill up the gaping hole that grief had caused. it felt WRONG to rely on machines as a coping mechanism, & he wanted to remind himself that he could never use them as a way to escape reality & his feelings.

ON GIOVANNI.

        -- VULCAN didn’t think much of him, actually. he considered him part of their family-- anyone who worked along with them was a part of their family, blood related or not. heck, while they might not have been on par wit his, vulcan kind of admired his skills & giovanni’s new, innovative ideas that even he couldn’t even dream of doing. he’d enjoy watching him make things, even if he wasn’t the most talkative of people, & enjoyed the thought of having an apprentice that was older than him that wasn’t his father or grandfather.

        -- IT’S why his betrayal caused such a deep sort of hatred. because he’d not only used his family to obtain their skills, but he’d taken them away from him too-- like a toy he’d disposed off as soon as he was done. he HATED the way he’d grown so close to them, had trampled over their futures & their dreams, & STILL had the gall to come up to him & coax vulcan into joining him. in vulcan’s opinion, he didn’t have honour, he didn’t have loyalty-- as soon as he was offered a better deal, he’d abandoned them in the drop of a hat. that mentality of doing ANYTHING, even murder & the need to destroy the competition, just to realise their ideals disgusts him in ways he can’t even describe.

HALF-EMPTY OR HALF-FULL DILEMMA.

       -- HE’S cup is half-full type of person ! 

        -- HE prefers to see the optimistic outcome of all situations he arrives at, as well as the potential in every idea & minuscule thought. after all, he needs that positivity when he comes up with something new. he needs to go at it thinking that it’ll work, & if it doesn’t, he takes it as a learning experience to see what he needs to change in order to make it work. he’s the type that believes that even the smallest of steps matter in the long run. it doesn’t matter if it the process to get to his goal is slow & tedious & sometimes aggravating-- he’ll do it, no matter how many years it takes. 

        -- AFTER all, going at something expecting it to fail or expecting a bad outcome, only helps destroy all moral one could have built up until that point, further reinforcing their uselessness & their despair about a certain situation. & that is something he can’t afford to do, if he wants to realise a seemingly impossible dream.

[millicent231-watt]

(Haikyuu) Ghoul!Reader x Noya

Anime / Crossover: Haikyuu!! / Tokyo Ghoul

Songs: No

Request: Yes - _azunyaan on Wattpad

Modern AU: No

NSFW/R-18: No

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"Hey! Quit that!" I hear my boyfriend yell as he runs towards the group of girls bullying me. "Tch, let's go." The main one orders before they kick me once more and walk off. "Y/N, are you okay?" I hear Noya ask as he holds his hand out to me. I look up at him and smack his hand away before pushing myself off the ground. "I'm fine...." I groan as I look down at the various bruises they had given me. "C...can we go back to your place? I feel like I'm gonna pass out again." I say as I stumble back and forth, holding my head. "Y...Yeah, let's get going." He says as he drapes my arm over his shoulder and walks me out the library, where we were meant to be studying for a test, but Noya got bored and went to go get us some water. "That's when these girls got to me and pushed me onto the floor." I tell him as we walk towards his home. "Sorry for leaving." He says as we pass various people looking at me in interest of what happened.

"Here, lean against this while I unlock the door." Yuu says as he leans me against the wall to his house. I stumble to keep my balance and fall towards him, luckily this libero has quick reflexes so he caught me quite easily. "Come on, let's get you to bed." He whispers as I hobble beside him towards his room. "Where are your parents?" I ask as I notice the quiet house was devoid of any sound except the humming of the heater and the pattering of our feet on the wooden floors. "They're on a business trip, so I'll be on my own for about a month." He says as he gingerly lays me down. "Sorry for always causing so much trouble for you." I say as the cream coloured kagune carefully grow out my back and lay on the bed next to me. "Nothing you do could ever make you a problem to me, Y/N." Yuu says as he starts petting the newly grown appendages in a soothing manner.

"What did they tell you this time?" He asks. "I was looking up something about 'this'." I say as I gesture to my kagune. "I still don't fully understand it, and I wanna make sure I don't hurt anyone with it. They caught me, ripped up any notes I had taken and began calling me a 'Scumbag freak'. Then they hit me more. I’m worried that they already suspect I’m a ghoul" I say as Yuu begins playing with my hair gently. I end in more of a whimper as my boyfriend wipes my tears. "Y/N, you don't believe them do you?" I shake my head and smile at him. "No." I reach my hand up to stroke his cheek and he voluntarily moves closer, allowing me to do so. "I love you, Y/N." He says before kissing my forehead and rubbing the back in my hand. "I love you too, Noya." I say with a smile before he pulls a blanket over me. "You should get some rest after I treat these cuts and stuff." He says as he pulls out a first aid kit from under the bed. "All that research for nothing..." I mumble as he applies ointment to the cuts and bruises. "I'll look up some stuff about it on my laptop while you sleep." He offers and I smile. "That would be a great help, but you don't have to." I tell him, but he shakes his head. "Of course I do, you're my girlfriend!" He says before I close my eyes and drift off.

Time Skip - Next Day

"Nice Receive!" I hear Noya yell as Kageyama receives the ball that was served by Daichi. "Left!" I yell out as I stick my hand up for a toss. "Hinata!" He yells as he throws it to me. Hinata jumps up to the right side of the net as I jump up on the left. I swing my hand and make contact with the ball, sending it over the net. "Yes!" We yell happily as I land on the ground. "We won, Noya!" I tell him as I hug him. "I know!" He says happily. "Oh, S...sorry. I did it again didn't I. I let my kagune out..." I say as I pull away from the hug and retreat the cream appendages. "It's alright, no one's gonna judge you here." Suga says with a warm, welcoming smile. "Thank you... all of you..." I say before letting tears fall from my happy eyes. "No worries. Wouldn't want the CCG taking you away, would we?" Ryu says with a grin on his face and his arms crossed. I nod and wipe my tears. "Yea-"

BANG

I quickly turn around to the door and see a group of CCG walking in. Oh no... I think as they walk into the gym and close the doors, security keeping the doors guarded. "Who are you guys?" Noya asks as I stand behind him. "We are investigators from the CCG. We have reason to believe that one of you in here is a ghoul." The woman says. "Why do you think that? Hah? We're just a volleyball team. So why don't you just-" "Ryu! Stop it." Daichi commands and Ryu backs off. "We have had some anonymous information about this volleyball team, and are here to see if it was false or not." They say as they pull out some food. "All you need to do is eat some food." They say and I swallow a hard lump. "That's all?" Hinata asks and the woman nods. "That's all. If the accusations are false, then there's nothing to worry about, right?" She says as she looks to me and I nod my head before grabbing Noya's hand tightly. He squeezes it, keeping his head forward.

"We'll start with the women, then move onto the men." She says and Kiyoko, Yacchi and I step forward. "Are you the only ones?" A short man with glasses and a clipboard asks. "Y...yes, Sir." I say as someone hands us a bowl of Skittles. "Well? What are you waiting for? Eat up." The woman says and Kiyoko starts eating. "I...I'm not really hungry. I just had my lunch not too long ago an-" "Eat." She commands and I pick up a single Skittle. I should be able to get one down...Yeah, I can do this! I put it in my mouth and swallow it like a pill, pretending to chew it. "Alright, you can go back now." She says and I bow before turning and walking back to Noya. He was looking at me with a slight look of relief on his face. I smile slightly before a gagging feeling comes over me. Noya widens his eyes and shakes his head slightly, but no matter how much he told me not to upchuck the Skittle I couldn't hold it and began coughing. I spit the red candy onto the floor and CCG surround me. I let my Kagune out to protect myself.

"Hm, you did a good job holding it back. You actually had me convinced for a second." The woman says as she walks closer. I look back at her and growl, causing her to smirk. "You don't scare me, so how about you just come along without problem?" She asks and I stand up. "I'm never going to that horrible place!" I yell. "I was hoping to avoid this, but I guess we'll have to use him." She says before I hear my boyfriend yell for someone to let him go. I turn around and see one of the bodyguards holding him up from the ground. "Noya!" I yell before turning back to the woman. "Let. Him. Go." I demand, causing her to hold up a pair of handcuffs and a muzzle. "If you want him to be safe and unharmed, come along calmly." She says and I think for a minute. "DON'T DO IT!" Noya yells. I turn around to him and smile at him. "I love you." I say before retreating my Kagune and getting the restraints put on me. "NO! LET HER GO! SHE'S NEVER HURT ANYONE!" Noya yells as they finish strapping up the muzzle on me. "She's a ghoul, she'll kill someone one day." The woman says before I was harshly pushed out the door.

Students and teachers cover their mouths in shock as they realise that a ghoul was hiding between them this whole time. I see the girls who would constantly bully me smirking at me from the front gate. "Thank you for informing us." The woman says as she hands them some money. It was them! They told the CCG and separated Noya and I! I glare at the girls. "No problem." I hear Noya and the rest of the team yelling out to me as I was put inside the heavy security truck. "Don't try any tricks, freak." One of the guards says as I was pushed down onto a seat.

Long(ish) Time Skip

"Here she is ma'am." A man's voice says as my dark cell was opened to bright, piercing and blinding light. "Fuck off." I hiss angrily before getting a harsh shock of electricity. "Don't be so hostile." She tuts. "What do you want?" I spit angrily before she turns to the guard. "Could we get some privacy? It'll only take a minute. Don't worry, I have the shocker remote for safety." She says and we were left alone. "You're brave. Most people wouldn't walk on the same side of the street as a ghoul, and here you are in a cage with one." I smirk as she walks closer to my chained figure. "Listen, Y/N, I'm here to help." she says quietly. I cock an eyebrow at her. "I'm getting you out of here and back with your boyfriend." She says, making me growl. "How do you know my boyfriend?" I ask and she smiles. "I'm his cousin. Hitomi Yuu." She says with a smile. "Hitomi?" I ask with wide eyes. "Good, you remember me. Now let's go, I'm going to take you outside to 'kill you'. Just go along with it, alright?" She asks and I nod. She smiles before walking back to her original position. "Be angry." She whispers before calling for the guard.

"Yes, Ma'am?" The guard asks in worry. "I wish to take this thing outside and kill it personally." She says and I growl before spitting on the ground. "Fuck you!" I yell and she pretends to press the shocker button again, but little did the guard know (thanks to my great acting) it was off. "Why don't you just kill it in here?" The guard asks. "I'm not just an 'it' you know!" I say bitterly. "I thought I give it something nice before it died. Maybe the sunrise will be good enough." She says and the guard shrugs. "Alright. You're the boss around here. You sure you can kill one on your own?" He asks and she scoffs. "Like taking candy from a baby." She says, grabbing her gun from her inner coat pocket. "Come on." She orders as she undoes my chains and pulls me to my feet roughly, 'forcing' me along. As soon as we got far enough away outside, she pointed the gun at my head. "Blanks." She whispered before she 'shot' me and I fell. We heard the door closing, meaning the guard was gone and she quickly undid my chains and let me go. "Go!" She whisper-yells. "Thank you." I say quickly before running to the only safe place I knew. That cafe run by ghouls.

Time Skip

I bust open the doors and drop to my knees, trying to catch my breath. "Y/N?!" I hear a voice ask and when I lifted my head! I saw Keneki. "Keneki!" I say happily before hugging my best friend. "I thought you were caught." He says and I cry happily. "I got out...I got out!" I yell happily, jumping up and down. "Keneki, I don't know who you're talking to, but can you just be a little bit quiete- Y/N?!" Touka says in shock before grabbing my hands and crying. "It really is you...you're really here!" She says happily before wiping her eyes and turning to the stairs. "Noya! Come down, you've got a guest!" She yells happily and my eyes widen. "He's here?" I ask and Kenkei nods. "He came here a few days ago and refused to leave until you came back. So he's been sleeping here." He says before I hear a soft pair of footsteps come down the stairs. "Touka...can't you just come up to my door next ti-" Noya stops talking as his foot hits the floor and he sees me. 'Yuu...." I stutter happily before he runs at me. "You're back...." He says happily as I feel small droplets of water falling onto my shoulder. I hug him back and fall to my knees. "I missed you so much...I thought they were going to kill me...so many times." I say sadly before he rubs my back. "I wouldn't let them live happily if they did." He says angrily before pulling away and kissing me softly. Oh, how I missed him. I was just happy to be back.

[aoimitsu]

Getting Closer & Stuff

A little follow up to Coffee & Stuff.

Fandom: D.gray-man

Pairing: Yullen

Cross posted on Ao3

There really was something odd about Kanda's coffee order. Allen hated to admit that he cared enough to want to know. But it was the kind of shite that'd keep you up at night after you turned off all lights and sounds. When your brain just switched on and decided to torture you with awakeness. Allen was not proud that Kanda was on his mind, but- "Is there any reason you don't just do thirty pumps at the end?"

"Why the hell would I do that?"

Allen stared at him blankly. "You're joking right? Tell me you're joking."

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"Where the hell have you been?" Kanda's irritated voice filtered into his ear.

"Aw, Kanda. You missed me?" He practically cooed the words, enjoying the way the long haired man's face contorted in different stages of annoyance.

"Who would miss your shit face, and even shitter weak-ass coffee?"

'Tell me how you really feel.' Allen's smile stretched thin with strain as the words flitted through his mind. But he kept silent as it didn't look like Kanda was done with his rant. Though, one could never really tell since everything seemed like a rant with Kanda.

"That idiot was even worse. Couldn't even get my damn order right."

"Johnny is studying sciences, so he probably fixes your orders for your health. Whereas, I'm just trying to get rid of you faster." His smile became more genuine.

"If I need my health checked I'll go to a damn doctor."

Allen set about making the man's order, but he was aware of the steady gaze still on him. He looked up at Kanda before slightly tilting his head to the side in confusion. "What is it?"

"You're not about to disappear again…?"

"Ah. No. I just had to change my schedule last week. You're stuck with me." He spoke as he finished up Kanda's order. Kanda put the money down onto the counter rougher than needed, as his default, and took the coffee. Allen held the cup out of his reach earning a glare. "Look at the cup."

His eyes narrowed a bit more but he looked at the cup when Allen finally handed it over.

-You missed me, arsehole-

When Kanda looked up to meet his gaze, Allen's smile was blinding. Kanda "che'd" and walked away.

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"By the way, you never told me how it was?"

Kanda looked up at Allen who for whatever reason deemed it fit to sit by him as he tried to mind his own damn business. It was still early on in the morning so there was no one really there, aside those who were already leaning over their mugs as if they were crutches, to take the boy's attentions away. So Kanda just chose to glare at him hoping he would take the hint, but he idly wiped at the table as if he wouldn't need to do it again after Kanda left.

He took a sip of his now-edging-toward-warm coffee and finally deemed his unwanted seatmate a response. "What?"

"Your poisonous death."

"Death Wish."

"Semantics. How was it?"

"Hmm."

Allen finally looked up at him. "Huh? Use your words, Kanda. We've practiced this several times now."

As expected he was rewarded with a glare.

Allen tucked the rag into the pocket of his work apron. "You're regressing."

"You're annoying."

Allen threw his hands up into the air in exasperation. "You're robbing me of what little joy I get in the mornings. I thought I would have an exciting video at least to help pass the holidays.

"I don't care that you have no friends to keep your old man self entertained."

Allen looked taken aback. "I do have friends."

Kanda looked up from his coffee before he could take another sip.

Allen frowned at the implications behind the look. "I do have friends."

Kanda spared a glance around the almost empty coffee shop. "Then why the hell are you wasting my time?"

"I was just being friendly." Allen scoffed as he stood up. "Fine. You can sit here in your sad, lonely coffee desperation addiction. I'm going back to work."

"Didn't ask."

Allen rolled his eyes and walked back to the counter. He spared Kanda one last glance before stepping behind his work station. "Prick."

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The next day Allen didn't have Kanda's coffee just waiting for him like he'd grown accustomed to doing. He also didn't make small talk with the socially retarded man. When Kanda had his drink, he went to what was now his usual table.

Allen glared at him the entire time, to the point where he couldn't tell if his eyes were still narrowed or not.

…..Kanda seemed completely oblivious.

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The day after, Kanda walked in and turned back to the door. The sign proclaimed that Coffee & Stuff was officially open for the day, but there was no one behind the counter.

He took a cursory glance around the place and spotted a head of whitish grey seated at his table.

"Oi. Sprout." Kanda walked over in intimidatingly long strides. Allen looked up. And smiled brightly. The older man faltered for such a brief second it was near unnoticeable. "Why the hell aren't you making my coffee?"

Allen's smile stretched a bit thin as he held up two styrofoam mugs that had been sitting on the table beside him.

Kanda sat, and Allen held the mug out to him. He eyed it suspiciously. "What the hell is that?"

Allen looked around the shop. "We're in a coffee shop, Kanda. This is coffee."

Kanda grabbed the mug more roughly than needed. He looked at the boy whose smile once again shone bright.

"I made you another." Allen held up the second mug before sliding it closer to Kanda's side of the table.

"What did you do to it?"

Allen was unfazed. "Half a cup of black coffee with fifteen pumps of pumpkin spice. Topped off with more black and another fifteen pumps of spice."

Kanda's gaze grew even more suspicious while Allen continued to ramble on. "You know Kanda, you should change your order to something that isn't a hazard to biting off one's own tongue. Something sexy like, I made it just the way you like it- Black, no sugars with thirty pumps of spice."

"You spit in it, didn't you."

That got another reaction out of Allen other than what Kanda had deemed his 'creepy' smile. The boy was nonplussed. "Why would I waste something like that?"

"You're wasting my time."

"Kanda. Just drink the damn thing." He took a breath. "I didn't spit in it. Or poison it. Or anything. You'll die eventually without my interference since you put so much of that in your body."

Kanda raised a brow at the mention of poison. He nodded toward the cup on the table. "You drink it."

Allen frowned once more and looked at the cup in distaste. "I don't drink coffee."

"Why the hell are you working in a coffee shop?"

"Money. Bills. I need to eat, Kanda. And we sell more than just coffee. From the sign you can clearly see that there is stuff."

As they continued talking, Kanda took a sip of his coffee without really thinking about it. It wasn't until Allen smiled triumphantly that he realised what he'd done.

"Shit."

Allen pulled out his dust rag and wiped slow, casual circles along the table. "It's okay, Kanda. You won't die. Not yet at least."

He flashed another bright smile at Kanda before getting up from the table and making his way back behind the counter.

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"Kanda, don't you want to know why I'm talking to you?" Because Allen was only a bit perturbed that Kanda wasn't bothered with the glares he'd gotten from the usually sweet boy. But Allen had simply come to terms with the fact that that was who Kanda was. And if he stopped talking to Kanda all together the man would probably be none-the-wiser. And Allen refused to suffer through god-awful five O'clock morning shifts alone after he'd come to be acquainted with the older man.

"No."

"Or why I bought you two coffees instead of one." It'd been some days since but Allen had talked Kanda's ear off with other things and it'd slipped his mind. There was no time like the present.

The older man finally looked up at him, only to glare. "When the hell did you buy me coffee?"

"Well you sure hadn't paid for two." Allen waved and dismissed the issue. "So, take a guess as to why, Kanda."

"Don't you have someone else to make their ears bleed?"

"Well, I'm at work, so...you'll have to do I suppose."

Kanda grimaced at the boy. "You really are a pathetic, friendless sprout."

Allen huffed. "You don't seem to have friends either."

"I don't want friends." Kanda's answer was firm and resolute. Allen didn't doubt him. But there was something about Kanda being the one saying it that didn't sit well with Allen.

"If you must know. I do have friends."

The ever-grumpy man sipped at his coffee seemingly ignoring the other.

"Aren't you going to ask me who?"

"I don't care." He continued to drink his steaming coffee in the minute silence.

"Kanda. You really should work on your conversational skills. Think of what would happen if you don't uphold your end."

Kanda continued drinking. His lips pulled into his default frown, but Allen could tell he was conveying his 'I don't care' euphemisms through his actions. Allen continued as if Kanda hadn't done anything, which in reality he didn't.

"I would be distracted at work, wondering, 'Why didn't Kanda ask me,' and accidentally put way too much espresso in your coffee and then you'd be lying in a hospital bed somewhere until they throw you in an unmarked grave because you never got along with anyone. And I would just think, 'If only Kanda had just answered.'"

Kanda paused, his lips still attached to the rim on the mug, but he wasn't taking in anymore. He moved the coffee away to look at it skeptically, turned to scrutinize Allen's smiling face, before looking back to the mug.

"Now let's try this again. "Aren't you going to ask me who?"

Kanda grumbled, annoyed, but he leant back in his seat and spoke grudgingly. "Who?"

Allen beamed. "Yuu."

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Allen couldn't explain why his body acted the way it did. It just did. And when he sneezed three times in a row, and sniffled for reasons not related to the weather, he knew he was getting sick. He tried vitamins, and going to bed earlier- since he still had to wake up early to make coffee for Kanda and others like him.

But try as he might, it didn't work the way he wanted it.

He still got sick.

He tried to hold out as long as he could. But he still contacted Komui after work the previous day to let him know so that he could have enough time to find a replacement.

Even with his day off, Allen still woke up way too early. He checked his phone and saw that it was five in the morning. He grabbed the phone and just stared at the screen. Kanda would have just stepped into store, making his way over to the counter. He would see that Allen wasn't there- glaring at the new face, probably Johnny, more annoyed than usual since he didn't have his coffee.

He'd demand his coffee, while the person probably looked at him as if he'd lost his mind. They'd make it, and Kanda would grab the mug with more force than necessary- slamming the money down. He'd walk away grumbling.

Allen's phone buzzed in his hands. He looked at the screen as it lit up with a message from Kanda.

Like clockwork.

Prick:   Where the hell are you, sprout!

The name was Kanda's nickname for the week. He liked to cycle through a list depending on how much of a pain Kanda had been during the time.

Allen smiled sending a message of his own before falling back to sleep.

I knew you missed me. :D

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[thatishogwash]

The Grenade

13 Days of HQ Halloween pt2

October 1 - Witches AO3

October 2 - Witches pt2 AO3

October 4 - Demons AO3

October 9 - Monsters AO3

October 10 - Costumes AO3

October 13 - Haunted Houses AO3

October 15 - Ghosts AO3

October 16 - Wewolves AO3

October 17 - Ghoul/Monsters AO3

Koushi leaned forward and tilted his head, aligning himself up with Daichi to see what the other teen was seeing.  He wasn’t even surprised to see Kuroo Tetsurou in the middle of his sight, Sawamura had been crushing for what seemed like forever but was probably only the past couple months.  Ever since Daichi had been switched into Tetsurou’s biology class.  It had been adorable at first, Koushi had never seen his friend have a crush on anyone before, but now it was kind of getting pathetic and sad.

“You could do this crazy things kids nowadays call talking?  Might even try it near him or possibly at him if you’re feeling like a mad man.”  Daichi shot a half hearted glare at Koushi before continuing to eat his lunch.  Koushi knew his friend had it bad since nothing usually got between a werewolf and his food.

“I’ve tried but everytime I go up to him his bodyguard gets in the way.”  Daichi mumbled.  “I think they might be dating.”  His fuzzy ears point down as he continues to eat his food.  Koushi looks back over at the table Tetsurou is sitting at, to Tendou Satori who had moved closer to Tetsurou when he noticed Daichi looking.

Koushi knew body language so he understood that there was nothing romantic shared between Tetsurou and Satori.  Koushi never had a chance to talk to the tall ghoul, but he thought this friday with the upcoming dancing might be the perfect chance to chat him up.  Koushi could easily distract Satori so Daichi could finally make his move.  Tetsurou would have to be an absolute idiot not to fall for those puppy dog eyes and considering that Koushi was currently battling out the top class rankings with Tetsurou, he was no idiot.

“Suga, what are you planning?  I don’t like that look on your face.”  Daichi’s ears were pinned against his head as he stared across the table at Koushi.

“That’s rude Daichi, I can’t help how my face looks.”  Koushi said, purposefully misunderstanding what Daichi had said.

“Um Daichi can we switch seats?”  Asahi huddled closer to Daichi and they all glanced down the table to see the gargoyle Aone Takanobe once again staring down Asahi.

Koushi let out a sigh.  His friends were hopeless and it was clearly up to him to fix everything.

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Koushi had to blackmail, barter, and basically trick his friends into going to the dance on Friday.  In the end Koushi just had to mention that the Student Council President, as in Sawamura Daichi, should be present at the dance he orchestrated, raised money for, and helped decorate.  Plus he had to announce the homecoming queen and king.  After convincing Daichi to come it was easy to get the werewolf to bully Asahi into coming also.

It was fun lulling his friends into a false sense of security, letting them exist on the perimeter of the dance floor while chatting with friends and enjoying the food and drinks provided.  Koushi knew if he tried to spring his plan into action too soon it was likely to spook his two cowardly friends and send them running.

So while Daichi was busy talking to a happy couple in the form of Bokuto Koutarou and Michimiya Yui, Koushi slipped off into the crowd.  He had located Tetsurou’s own group early on in the evening, keeping a close lookout to make sure his hypothesis of Tetsurou being a free man was true.  Keeping a close eye on Tetsurou meant Koushi saw a lot of Satori and he had gathered a better idea as to why Satori was so protective of his friend.

Koushi had never suffered from the lack of friends or monster interaction before.  He was a siren, a creature born from a human father and a siren mother.  He was well loved and had been introduced into both worlds at a young age.  Koushi always had friends and when he had entered this high school full of monsters like himself, it had been relatively easy for him to carve out a comfortable corner for himself.

Koushi knew others did not have it as easy as he did but he had thought it would be different in a school full of monsters.  Maybe it was naive of him, but he knew he would have to play everything carefully from here on out.  He wanted to help his friend but Daichi wouldn’t be thankful if it came at the expense of someone else's hurt feelings.

Luckily Koushi had recruited Yui to help out and she would send Daichi over to Tetsurou as soon as he was free.

“S-Suga.”  Asahi stuttered, grabbing at his sleeve as he tried to sneak by.  Koushi looked up, and up at Takanobe’s stone hard face before taking Asahi’s hand and placing it into Takanobe’s.

“He just wants to dance, he likes you.”  Koushi gleefully watched Asahi’s face turn red as he stared down at the hand holding his own.  “Gargoyles can’t speak, he wasn’t pointing at you to intimidate you, he was trying to dumb down sign language so you’d understand.”

“Oh.”  Asahi sounded completely chasized before he looked up at Takanobe’s face hesitantly.  “Do you want to dance?”  Takanobe nodded and together they walked off to the floor.

Koushi rolled his eyes before continuing his walk across the large gym turned mythical forest for the dance.  He waved to people as he passed by but he wouldn’t be deterred until he made it to Tetsurou’s little group.  From an outsider's perspective they might look like troublemakers, the exact opposite of the kind of people Koushi’s parents would approve of.  But Koushi knew better.

Tetsurou was a grim reaper and his appearance echoed that with his dark hair, pale skin, and all black outfit.  He tended to provoke people, poking at hidden weaknesses and insecurities but mostly he saved that for the likes of Oikawa Tooru and Daishou Suguru, who deserved it.  In truth he was a giant nerd who took pride in his schoolwork and jumped on the chance to complete extra credit, even though he was at the top of his class.  Tetsurou spent his afterschool hours tutoring anyone who asked him.

The people who surrounded Tetsurou tended to echo him, those who looked rough around the edges but were big softies inside.  He also gathered those who most needed friends around him, which was something Daichi himself was prone to do and was only part of the reason Koushi thought they’d do so well together.

“Hello, it’s Tendou Satori right?”  Koushi smiled as several eyes turned towards him.  “You’re really tall, do you think you could help me with a banner that’s fallen down.  I can’t reach it and I’d hate to drag a ladder in the middle of the dance.”  Koushi didn’t purposefully lace any of the sirens song magic into his words, but it didn’t mean he didn’t stop it if it did.

Satori was tall and the banner did need fixing, Koushi didn’t have to mention that he asked Yaku Morisuke to pull it down.  It was all in the name of getting Daichi some free time to talk to his crush, anything that happened after that was up to Daichi.

“You’re asking me?”  Satori loomed over Koushi, his red eyes trying to pin Koushi to his spot.  Koushi had heard the unflattering things people had called Satori, but up this close Koushi couldn’t help but noticing that all his posturing was kind of like a little kitten puffing itself up to try and look bigger.

Cute.

“Yes please.”  Koushi decided to grab life by the horns, or whatever the saying was.  Personally he’d never grab anyone's horns, it was quite rude and painful to some, but he thought maybe it was a more metaphorical saying.  Either way, he grabbed Satori’s green hand, surprised at the warmth there, and pulled him towards the banner in need of fixing.  “Thank you so much for doing this, otherwise I might have had to ask Noya.”  Nishinoya Yuu was an elemental and while he could fly he most likely would knock down more decorations while he was up there.

“You could have asked a lot of other people who would be happy to help you.”  Satori said as they passed by Yui pushing a confused Daichi across the dancefloor, towards a confused looking Tetsurou.

“Are you saying you’re not happy to help me?”  Koushi asked, stopping to place one hand on his hip to look up at Satori.  He really was quite tall but lanky.  The skin around his left eye was a darker green, the stitching looking new and the darker color made his eyes look two different shades of red.

“You can’t fool me, Suga-Suga.”  Satori sing-songed, going back to loom over Koushi.  Koushi though the intimidating act was lost on him since it just brought them closer together and he was again noted how warm Satori was.

“Fool you?”  Koushi asked, half distracted.  Satori’s bowtie looked like it was melting.

“I’m a grenade.”  Koushi blinked up in confusion, having to tilt his head far back to do it.  “The ugly one that a good friend has to throw themselves on so their friend can talk to the pretty one.”  Satori motioned behind them.  Koushi leaned around him to look towards Tetsurou, who was now accompanied by an annoyed looking Daichi.  Tetsurou was looming over him in much the same way Satori as doing to Koushi, but then Tetsurou said something and Daichi was laughing, his face breaking out into a large smile.  The kind that made his eyes almost shut close, the adorable dimple in his left cheek pop out, and his tail wagged gently behind him.  Tetsurou’s face went slack before a bright blush covered his face.

“Wait, you think you’re ugly?”  Koushi asked in surprise after doing a mental victory chant for Daichi, he had Tetsurou now.  “Tendou Satori you might be many things but ugly is not one of them.”

“Oh yeah?  What am I?”  Uncertainty flashed in those ruby deaths but he hid it with a sneer.

“Protective, infuriating, beautiful, clever-” Koushi gave Satori’s stomach a light chop, just so he’d bend over and stop looming over him.  “Should I go on or is that blush indicating I should stop?”  Satori pursed his lips and looked away as Koushi touched that melting bowtie, humming at the effect the fabric had.  “So will you help me with the banner and dance with me?  Or do I need to go on?”  Satori glanced behind him, his face falling a little as they watched Tetsurou bend slightly at the waist, laughing like a hyena and resting his forehead against Daichi’s shoulder as he did so.

Now Koushi got the full picture.

“Look at how awkward they are, they probably won’t even be able to hold hands for a month without blushing.  We should go over and make sure they don’t embarrass themselves further.”  Koushi offered softly.  Satori was worried about losing one of his only friends, but Koushi was willing to be patient.  It wouldn’t take long for Satori to notice that not only would Daichi not take Tetsurou away, that he made a very good, non-judgement friend too.

“That banner is going to fall down.”  Asahi said from behind them.

“I’ll get it!”  Nishinoya Yuu yelled out, flying up in the air to a loud chorus of NO’s but it was already too late.

[superbadlydrawnallenwalker]

Drabble

Yeah I was in discord talking about a creative intrusive thought and was advised to write it. I have a serious case of IDGAF today so.

Summary—-

Kanda hasn’t fully recovered from the 6th laboratory incident, but is slowly working through it while learning about the world Alma and him wanted to see so much. Tiedoll, Marie and him are sent to a mission on England to retrieve one piece of innocence. And in the way back Kanda encounters something new. What is his reaction to a being whose only purpose is to make you smile?

And stealing @galimau ‘s epic line:

No editing, we die like mne

The busyness of London streets, with its chattering, mix of fragances and overall rutinal chaos, was enough to make the black haired child pop a vein.

“Can’t we really just take another road?” asked exasperated to the old man drawing the big clock tower with a worn out piece of chalk.

“Give me one more minute, Yuu-Kun. It’s your first time in London and you did a marvelous job fighting the Akuma” said the man without putting off his eyes from his drawing “Ma-kun why don’t you take him on a walk? There’s gotta be something fun to see around here. Use your golem to tell me where you are, ok? I’ll meet you there”

“Stop calling me that. Besides, I’m not really interested on that” said the kid crossing his arms. He was lying so blatantly.

“C’mon Kanda, there’s gotta be something interesting around here” Marie said

“There’s nothing”

“W-well, it has been a long time since I was in London. Before losing my sight” the kid suddenly untangled his arms in discomfort “I wonder how has the city changed while I was gone”

“...”

“Why don’t you two go on walk?” said the man not half finished with his painting of the tower, making the kid jump a little. “You could lend him your eyes for a bit, and tell him what you see. What do you think Ma-kun? Is it alright for you?

“I wouldn’t mind at all, master. How about you Kanda?”

The kid opened his mouth, but he closed it instantly, hissing a fine.

“Then let’s get going”

The big guy started walking, making the little kid trott to keep up his pace. When he was by his side again, he let out a deep sigh.

Walking by so many people talking was a nightmare for Yuu. But there were things that weren’t on the sixth lab that amused him. That he knew Alma would had liked to see too.

There was so many things he couldn’t describe to Marie, and felt a little embarrassed of not knowing something that looked so normal. That conclusion coming from the little smile Marie put after asking him: “why is that woman using the corpse of an animal on her shoulders?”

At some point, after some lame attempts to describe things, a person who was selling some kind of candy that was pinned to a wooden pole, offered them to buy the treat. Marie told him the candy was an apple covered with caramel. And without even thinking he asked what Carmel is. Marie just smiled and bought him one.

“here try it yourself.” he had told him when he handed him the treat “Its hard, so be careful with your teeth. “

He did as Marie said. It was really sweet. And hard to bite! But it was good. He tried to archive the flavor on his memory while they kept moving through the people. Secretly enjoying it. He thought that it was kinda good that Marie couldn’t see his half smiling face.

Suddenly an ovation made Kanda look in the direction of congregated people. They had reached an spacious part of the market. But it was so packed in that side that he couldn’t really see what they were admiring.

“What is it?” Asked Marie adjusting his headphones.

“I can’t tell from here, let’s try moving closer” Said the child walking in the direction of the noise.

“I’ll see if master is over with his painting” said Marie turning on his own golem.

What were the people seeing? The curiosity was killing him.

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The people’s faces while looking at his acrobatic acts was good, but the boy with funny paintings in his face was more interested on the paper that was in their pockets.

The boy turned his head to the man in a clown suit that was acting not being able to go above the big bouncy ball making a wave of laughs.

The boy couldn’t help but smile along the crowd when seeing Mana’s performance.

Mana made him a signal that only the boy could understand. So when the man finally got above the bouncy ball, he had some props on his hands.

He locked eyes with the clown and thew the props at him.

It was Mana he was talking about, so naturally, he let the first throw go all down. Doing a sappy face, he signaled the boy to throw them one more time. The boy threw the props again, but all were graciously catched while the man stayed on his place.

The people loved that kinda thing.

Then Mana got down the bouncy ball and started doing some panthomimes for the little children in the front rows, making balloon animals and so on.

The public laughed a lot. And then it was time to ask for tips. The boy had to snap out of the act of his own act and run to the tree where rheir things were. He took the cup hat by the props with his right hand, and extended it to the people doing a silly act himself. The people would gladly give them some change, except one kid. That when she saw the hat, she looked so weirded out that got it him weirded out too.

The boy had noticed it was the kid that hadn´t smiled not even once during the show. It was uncommon, but he didn´t put much thought into it. But looking closely, the girl was using a black coat with some metal rose on her chest. And...was that a sword?

“Ah Yuu-Kun, he´s asking for money.” suddenly said the man with a mustache with the same black coat.  “Here, like this” said the man throwing some coins in the hat. The boy made a little bow in grattitude. “Is to thank them for their work” 

The kid looked to be around his age, so how come she didn´t know something as simple as that?

“It wasn´t even that good“ the kid said aloud with a deep voice. Apparently she wasn´t a she, but a he. The long black hair deceiving the kid with the painted face. “If that´s it we should go now, Marie” The comment kinda angering him, the boy took the hat somewhere else a little annoyed. 

The boy could hear them discuss a little while as they went away.  

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By the time, the people were gone and the clown finally could wash the paint off his face, the sun had set. The boy who accompanied him was sitting in a tree nearby counting the money on the hat. It wasn´t a bad day, they could afford to eat something good that night. It had been days since the last time they have had something other than some bread and water. 

“How were we today?“ asked the man smiling with his face still wet from washing on the river.

“Good enough for a good dinner“ said the kid showing him the little piece of fabric with that day´s earnings. “It could´ve been more if that kid had payed“ he sighed, his auburn hair falling on his face.

“The one who didn´t smile? It´s kinda annoying when the kids in the public don´t laugh, indeed. Oh, well, what can we do about it now“  he laughed, taking his belongings with one hand. But he spaced out for a moment “...That´s weird”.

“what?“ The kid asked standing up and grabbing his things.

“I have the feeling that I have said that to someone before. I wonder who...“ The boy was silent. “Ok, Allen. Where should we go now? It´s already dinner time. Should we go and buy the beans you were talking about?“ the man asked smiling at the kid.

“Y-Yeah. That sounds good, Mana“ the boy followed in a small voice. 

“Alright! Let´s go!“ He exclaimed taking the kid by his left hand covered with a thick glove.

Both started walking toward the usual cheap place they went to when they had enough money to spend.

But the boy was a little worried about Mana. He looked at him. Not a single worry showed in his golden eyes. He never showed any other emotion. Like a mask of happiness trying to hide intense sorrow.

“Maybe you don´t remember it was me that you said that before. But that´s ok. As long as I can stay with you, I´ll help you remember little by little.” The boy squeezed his hand caringly “I´ll remember everything for you, if you ever forget again. “

“I´m your Allen after all”.  

And both kept walking while the lights in the street started to shine.

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Here it is. I hate writing this long on English cause, what´s grammar? Also is the first time I write a fic, so please don´t be hard on me. But anyways, hope you like it!

[thatishogwash]

Support Group for Monsters

13 Days of HQ Halloween pt2

October 1 - Witches AO3

October 2 - Witches pt2 AO3

October 4 - Demons AO3

October 9 - Monsters AO3

“I just don’t understand him!  I’m a ghost, a poltergeist, I’m scary and he should be running away not following me around asking me questions like I’m his eighth grade science project!”  The lights flickered as Tooru’s emotions got the best of him.  Hajime tried the breathing exercises that someone had given him a long time ago for his anger issues.  Hajime had tried to tell them that he didn’t have anger issues, it’s just Tooru that made Hajime’s usually endless patience snap.

Takahiro liked to tease Hajime that he should take it easy on Tooru, he was a ghost after all.  Stuck forever as an 18 year old teen, never allowed to grow up or move on.  Even his interactions with other people was limited.  But Takahiro was a fae after all.  Not the kind that assisted or helped others in anyway.  He was the kind that sold trusting people cursed objects, taking their money and than the object back when it inevitably killed them.

“There’s a-” Tobio spoke up and a light above Tooru burst, raining glass and sparks around him as his face flashed into the visage of a horrible car accident victim.

When Tooru first started to flicker back and forth like that Hajime would  have to look away or sometimes even leave the room.  As much as Hajime snapped and snarled at Tooru, he had been his best friend since childhood and learning he had died when they had such plans for the future killed something inside of Hajime.  Before Hajime could even properly mourn his best friend appeared at the foot of his bed, whispering things of a headache and bad dreams.

It had taken a while for either of them to find their footing in this suddenly near world they were thrust in.  Hajime had stayed local for college, afraid that if he left than Tooru would have no one to interact with and something bad would happen to him.  It left Hajime with a foot in both worlds and feeling apart of neither.

Then over a year ago Tooru had found this group, a support group.  Yachi, the witch who had organized it all liked to call it an Alternative Support Group.  Everyone else called it as it was, a Support Group for Monsters.  Well, monsters and one human.  That human being Hajime because Tooru couldn’t do a damn thing without him.

“I’m sorry Tobio, was I speaking?”  Tooru asked in a sickly sweet voice.  Hajime’s leg began to jiggle restlessly as Yachi raised her hands but she looked too scared to interrupt.

Suddenly a knee was pressing lightly against Hajime’s bouncing leg, causing it to stop in surprise.  The move was so smooth and natural it didn’t look purposeful at all, but Hajime turned to see the smile on the man’s face next to him.  Sawamura Daichi was as handsome as he was the first day Hajime had met him, inhaling his tea down the wrong hole as Daichi showed up late, dripping wet from the rain outside and smiling apologetically.

“Oikawa.”  Daichi spoke up and everyone held their breath.  “Did you ever think that maybe he’s asking you so many questions because he has a ghost in his life he isn’t quite sure how to deal with?  How would you or Iwaizumi felt if you had stumbled upon another ghost in the early stages of your un-death?”  Un-death was a Yachi term, a word or phrase to make something terrible seem not so bad.

Tooru blinked at Daichi, once again returning to looking like the perfect 18 year old as the lights returned to their normal buzzing and yellow glory.  Daichi was good at defusing situations, which happened a lot in a group that consisted of many clashing personalities and attitudes.  He hardly spoke up about his own problems or troubles, but when he did Hajime had always found himself listening a little harder.

“Thank you Daichi.”  Yachi smiled brightly at him, fingers clasped together in front of her as the tension in the room disappeared.  Most likely Daichi had stepped in because the blonde haired, glasses bloke had a way of provoking Tooru even further whenever Tooru started slipping back into bad habits of being mean to their old junior, Kageyama Tobio.  “Does anyone have anything else to share?  I know this can be a difficult time of the year for some of us.”  Hajime frowned because he wasn’t sure what she meant.  Fall was difficult for them?

“Today is Halloween.”  Daichi whispered, lips grazing Hajime’s ear and making him shiver.  He looked over to see Daichi smiling but there were dark circles beneath his eyes and his usually tan skin was a little pallid, his freckles becoming more prominent.

The previous night had been the full moon and Daichi, being a werewolf, had spent the night as a wolf.  The transformation was difficult and painful, it left Daichi feeling drained and exhausted.  He hadn’t been allowed to take today off of work either, which left him slumping slightly in his chair.

Hajime was too caught up in how unfairly attractive his boyfriend was, even when exhausted, that he missed what was said but suddenly chairs were flying and lights were flickering.  Hajime turned an annoyed look onto his childhood friend, but for once it wasn’t Tooru throwing a fit, though he did look far too amused by the entire situation.

There was usually some kind of commotion going on during the support group.  It was a bunch of clashing personalities sitting and talking for an hour, but most importantly they had to be quiet and listen.  Sometimes that was difficult for a couple of the members, like the two newcomers.  They were twins and Hajime didn’t feel too bad that he couldn’t tell them apart despite their different hair colors.  One of them was always saying something snarky, purposefully riling up the more emotional members of the group.

Yachi looked close to having a panic attack so Hajime leaned over to try and comfort her which seemed to be the wrong thing to do when out of the corner of his eye he saw a chair heading straight for him.  Hajime had enough time to inhale quickly but little time for anything else as the chair had been tossed with inhuman strength.

Hajime found himself wrapped in a familiar warmth that was pretty surprising when he thought he was going to be nailed with a chair.  They went tumbling over from the force of Daichi tackling him and Hajime heard the chair clatter in the background, Daichi grunt in pain as he took the brunt of the fall, and then total silence.

There were a lot of terrifying things in this world, Hajime was sitting in a support group for most of said terrifying things.  He worked as an editor for an online newspaper, he knew all about scary things.  Despite knowing Daichi was a werewolf and seeing that several times over for himself, Hajime had never been scared of the other man.  He knew others didn’t feel the same way as he did.

Daichi pulled back, face pulled into a deep frown due to worry as he ran his hand over the back of Hajime’s head.  Werewolves were built a bit sturdier than humans and it left Daichi with a lot of anxiety over Hajime’s health.  Hajime would have enjoyed the attention much more if it wasn’t happening in front of two dozen other people.

“Sawamura-” The voice of one of the twins started but Daichi growled, a low sound that cut through the remaining noise in the room.  Hajime was sure even the faulty lighting in the building stopped its incessant buzzing in fear.  Daichi turned, slowly and Hajime saw several people stiffen.  Tooru still looked highly amused because he knew he wasn’t the one to pull Daichi’s ire.

“Out.”  Daichi commanded.  The silver haired twin watched the blonde one.  Hajime thought it was mostly the blonde one who got them into trouble, but he had a feeling the silver haired one was just more sneaky about it.

“But we didn’t throw the chair.”  The blonde one complained.

“You can come back next week with a different attitude.”  Daichi stated firmly.  Hajime couldn’t see his face but he did see several of the other support group members, the other monsters, lean away from Daichi.  The blonde looked like he was going to argue further but Daichi growled once more and took a step towards them.

“Tch.”  The blonde twin snickered as he got up and walked out, his twin following behind at a slower pace.  Hajime pushed himself to his feet, realizing he had still been sprawled out on the floor.

“Sorry Aone, you were going to say something?”  Daichi asked, tone back to his normal cadance and Hajime watched as everyone visibly relaxed before their attention turned towards the normally quiet golem.  Daichi rightened Hajime’s seat before taking his own.  Hajime sat down as everyone waited for Aone to speak.

As with most situations that involved Daichi, Hajime found it hard to keep his eyes off of him.  He thought it would have gotten better over the years, after all they had known each other for over two and been dating for a year.  But Hajime was just as captivated by Daichi as he was the first day they had met.

The session was wrapped up soon after that and Yachi directed everyone to the table she had set up with treats and drinks.  Hajime started to fix himself a cup of tea, Daichi had been pulled away by Koushi who had the looks of an angel but was an actual demon.  Hajime had worried about that at first, but besides trying to make Hajime jealous by giving little touches to Daichi, Koushi was alright.

Hajime felt the air beside him change suddenly and he looked over in curiosity before taking a sip of his tea.  Kentarou was glaring at him, which really didn’t say much.  Kentarou’s face just pulled in the right way that always made him look pissed off about something.  Mostly he was angry about one thing or another, but Hajime had gotten to know the young werewolf enough to know he wasn’t truly angry.  Kentarou only attended the meetings every once and a while, mostly when he was dragged by the likes of his rowdy friends Ryuu, Yuu, or Taketora.  He hadn’t been at the meeting earlier, which meant he had snuck in after it was over.

“Kyoutani.”  Hajime greeted with a nod.  Kentarou’s face smoothed out slightly as his eyes darted around.  “Do you need to speak to Daichi?”

“I needed to talk to both of you.”  Kentarou’s face twisted back up as he eyed Koushi warily.  “Alone.”  He added gruffly and Hajime resisted the urge to laugh.

“What’s up?”  Hajime asked, knowing that there was no way to pull Daichi away from the small crowd that had gathered around him without causing attention to shift to why Kentarou wanted to speak to them alone.

“I’ve been dating,” Kentarou chewed out in a way that would seem aggressive if Hajime didn’t know the other man was embarrassed.  “-and he’s human.”  Hajime was surprised at that but it made sense why Kentarou would seek out Hajime and Daichi to question.

“Does he know about any of this?”  Hajime motioned around the room.  The room that was almost eerily normal  knowing what Hajime knew, which was it was full of monsters and creatures from myths and legends.  Kentarou gave Hajime a disbelieving look, to which Hajime laughed.  “So he doesn’t know about you.”

“Of fucking course not.”  Kentarou answered gruffly, the tips of his ears turning red as he ducked his head.  “I like him but it feels wrong to lie to him about so much.”  Kentarou was hiding a huge part of what he was.  It wasn’t just the time around the full moon that was difficult, they had to have strict control of their emotions otherwise they might spout some sharper teeth or their eyes would shift to a wolf-color.  Sometimes during the early mornings when Hajime and Daichi allowed themselves to sleep in, curled up beneath blankets and pressed together, Daichi let himself fully relax to the point that fuzzy pointed ears popped up on his head and the soft thud of his tail hitting the bed could be heard in the otherwise silent bedroom as Hajime pressed kisses against his sleep-warm face.

“It’s not exactly the same, I was introduced to this world before meeting Daichi.”  Hajime said apologetically but he grabbed Kentarou’s arm before the younger man could storm off in dejection.  “But if you like him than he must be someone great.  Take your time to get to know him and if you trust him, ease him into it.  It was scary seeing Daichi shift for the first time but I got over it.”

“And now I don’t have to spend the full moon locked up by myself.”  Daichi said, coming up behind Hajime and lacing their fingers together.  Kentarou looked away from them in mock disgust but Hajime could see him ruminating over what they had said.

“Thanks.”  Kentarou finally said as he took a step back, ready to make a hasty retreat before anyone else caught sight of him.  “And congrats for the one year or whatever.”  He walked out just as Tooru shouted his name.

Hajime stared at the place Kentarou had just been before everything finally clicked.

“I can’t believe I forgot.”  Hajime turned to Daichi in apology but the other man was already smiling.

“Hajime, you are one of the best things that has ever happened to me, I honestly don’t care if you forget our anniversary.  It’s not as if we ever discussed it and with the full moon yesterday and your project at work, you’ve been distracted.”  Daichi reached past Hajime to grab a bone shaped cookie.  Hajime couldn’t help but smile even as he felt awful.

“You made me my favorite breakfast and brought it to me in bed, I should have realized.”  Hajime had asked Daichi out on Halloween the year previous, after a group meeting just like this one.  He had wondered why Daichi had been so insistent on going to the meeting, but it was where they had met and could see each other once every week.  Daichi had later admitted he had never made a move because he didn’t want Hajime to feel awkward to rejecting him and then still showing up at the meeting.  Hajime had assured Daichi there was no way Hajime would have rejected him.

“I love you.”  Daichi said, half a bone cookie sticking out of his mouth and Hajime couldn’t help but laugh as he cupped his boyfriends too adorable face.

“Why don’t we go home and grab take away from that place you like?  We can even watch horror movies all night.”  Hajime offered.  Daichi loved horror movies for the inaccuracies they portrayed, laughing the whole way through them.  Daichi smiled and brushed his nose against Hajime’s in silent agreement.