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[the-travelling-witch]

⋆꙳•̩̩͙❅*̩̩͙‧͙ Day 2: Baking ‧͙*̩̩͙❆ ͙͛ ˚₊⋆

“Stop eating the batter, seriously!” You scolded your boyfriend yet again, noting how his index finger sneaked into the mixing bowl once more.

“Can’t help it when you make it so delicious,” Mikey pouted, sounding as apologetic as he could while popping his finger in his mouth to lick it clean. You shot him a deadpan look as you moved the bowl to your other side and out of his reach.

“I finally understand why my mom wasn’t so keen on my help back then,” you sighed while continuing to form small cookie dough balls to place on the baking tray. “Don’t complain when you end up with stomach aches later on though.”

“As if some flour and eggs could beat me,” Mikey scoffed. 

Moving from his place leaning on the counter next to you, he came up behind you and wrapped his hands around your waist, effectively flopping all his weight onto you. Propping his head on your shoulder, your boyfriend lazily watched as you worked the spoons between your fingers as his own fiddled with the fabric of your shirt. You worked in silence for a while, the only noise to be heard was Mikey’s occasional sigh as he nuzzled his nose deeper into the crook of your neck, pressing an array of butterfly kisses onto your shoulder where he nudged the neckline of your top out of the way.

After scraping the last bit of batter from the bowl, the spoons clinked against its bottom as you exhaled and leaned back into Mikey’s strong chest. One hand reached over your shoulder to card through his blond strands as your eyes fluttered closed. The only thing left to do now was putting the tray into the oven–

With the precision and speed of a cat doing something they absolutely knew they shouldn’t, Mikey’s hand shot to the tray, snatched one soon-to-be cookie off of it and stuffed it in his mouth before you could so much as blink. Turning around to your currently hamster-cheeked boyfriend, you stared at each other for a few seconds before your jaw dropped open.

“Are you fucking kidding me?!”

[Yes, Mikey did end up with stomach aches. And yes, he was a big baby about it.]

⋆꙳•̩̩͙❅*̩̩͙‧͙  holly's 2022 advent calendar  ‧͙*̩̩͙❆ ͙͛ ˚₊⋆

[aruuq]

Gifts Headcanons – Tokrev Characters; Advent Calendar Day 9

characters: angry, baji, benkei, chifuyu, draken, emma, hanma, inupi, izana, kakucho, kazutora, kokonoi, mikey, mitsuya, ran, rindou, sanzu, senju, shinichiro, smiley, takemichi, wakasa x gn!reader

genre & style: fluff

word count: 2.4k

notes: from now on i’ll probably leave the missing days in the calendar be, ‘cause some of them are not in my mind to be finished right now, and it blocks me from doing the other ones. so i’ll try to post the ones that are supposed to be posted on the particular days as it should be, and i’ll just simply post the missing ones when i finish writing them (still want to keep it before the end of December, so do not worry, i will, hopefully, get this)

warnings: mention of food, cigarettes, tiny spoilers from bonten future (inupi, draken and kakucho’s workplaces)

event’s masterlist │ other gifts headcanons: gnshn ┃ hq ┃ jjk

❄ Takemichi buys you something really cute and really suiting you. It may be a small and adorable piece of jewelry, a cute teddy bear reminding him of you, or literally anything. He puts lots of thoughts into choosing a perfect gift that will make you happy. For sure he asks Chifuyu for a bit of help, so the present ends up being packed in polka dot paper with some Christmas themed ribbon around.

❄ Mikey buys you tens of packs of your favorite sweets. When he gives them to you, neatly packed in a big box with red ribbon around it, he jokingly says that you can share what’s inside. By which he means, there’s almost no candies left for you and your poor stomach. And if you don’t like sweets at all, that’s even better! (for him) But, even though Mikey sometimes is a douche, he still hides a little trinket that reminds him of you somewhere in these sweets for you to find later.

❄ We’ve been able to see the way Draken chooses gifts for his beloved ones. He buys you something you’ve told him about in the past that you really want to have or something he’s seen you looking a second too long for just checking it out in a shop. It doesn’t matter if he’s known about it for a few days or a year. No matter if it's something considered practical or a stupid trinket. He'll get it for you. Anything to please his beloved significant other.

❄ I know that it might be an easy answer, but what can I tell you… Mitsuya makes himself a gift for you, and since he’s a literal god if it comes to sewing, my next words should be obvious. He makes you your favorite piece of clothing. And since he’s sure that you are sure of what he has prepared for you, he also buys you your favorite sweets/snacks and puts them at the top of the bag, so at first it looks like they are filling the whole container. At least he tries to make this gift a surprise for you.

❄ Chifuyu is a precious boy who wants to share his passion with you by giving you something close to his heart. He buys you a few of his favorite copies of mangas, and wraps them individually in a brown paper. On each package he writes “open when…” and gives you recommendations for all sorts of situations in your life when this particular title feels like a perfect choice to read. He also puts tons of sticky notes inside and writes on them his thoughts about particular parts of the story, or characters, or anything that may catch your attention, so it feels as if he’s reading it with you.

❄ I don’t know why but I really see Baji buying you a little trinket or piece of jewelry, definitely something pocket-size, but then, when he goes to your house for exchanging gifts, he finds a stray kitten, and the bought present is not the only thing you get. Of course, if you don’t want to or if you can’t, he doesn’t force you to keep it, but if you are willing to, he’s more than happy to teach you all that he knows about cats, and help you with raising your new child.

❄ I assign matching ugly Christmas sweaters for Kazutora. I don’t take criticism. Just. Look at this boy and tell me he wouldn’t pop out in front of you in a hideous sweater with a giant plush reindeer head sewn on the front, and it also has tons of little bells sticking everywhere, and,,, have i just seen Christmas lights shining on it with every color known to humankind??? And when you think it can’t be worse, he gives you a messily taped package that also rings with every movement, and has fur sticking out on the sides. And you know you will be fucxed this Christmas, ‘cause he won’t leave you alone if you decide not to wear it. I don’t need to elaborate more. I’m closing the case.

❄ He just buys something. Smiley, unlike some of his friends, doesn’t think a lot about what he should buy you. The first thought that comes to his mind is what you get. And, based on the crazy mind this boy surely has, it may be literally anything. The funniest part is that Nahoya buys you this thing the day before Christmas (or a few hours before your meeting, depending on his mood), so there’s no withdrawal. You get ˢᵒᵐᵉᵗʰⁱⁿᵍ or 𝕤𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘, or 𝓼𝓸𝓶𝓮𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓰 or maybe s̸͚̳̆̽o̶͕͋̈́̈́ͅm̶̗̞͑͆́e̸̢̥̮̓͋t̵̯͘̕̚ȟ̴̯i̷̢̬͛ǹ̸̡̰̫͑̈́g̴͉̞̓̔̐. You’ll never know until you open the Pandora’s box. Literally.

❄ I think that he’s still a bit of a child at heart. Angry will buy you a big plushie! But I think that he’ll also bake you your favorite cookies (if you don’t like sweets then he can make you your fav dinner!), and go a step further, doing something for you that reminds him of his childhood. I have a headcanon that when the twins were younger they kept doing lots of jewelry out of the colorful beads. Souya makes you one in your favorite colors! Maybe it looks a bit messy without any kind of consistency in choosing types of beads, but it’s pretty! (bonus point: if your pronouns are different from the ones assigned at birth, he’ll make you the second bracelet with your proper ones on it! no misgendering with this boy on horizon)

❄ Not a single soul can be surprised when I tell you that Kokonoi buys you something expensive. He has the money and he wants to spoil his baby, there’s nothing wrong with this! But because you mean so much to him, it’s not everything he prepares for you. Sure, he may buy you a piece of jewelry with real diamonds in it, or clothes from a worldwide known designer, but he also makes something by himself. It can be decoupaging a wooden box for upper mentioned jewelry, baking you your favorite pastries or just making a simple card. Koko wants to show you how much you mean to him by giving you more than his money.

❄ It may not be the usual type of present, but it is for sure the one that’ll have a lasting impact on your life. Inupi gives you a motorcycle engine in a box neatly wrapped in a ribbon. Scraping his neck, he then tells you that for the past months he’s been collecting parts and they’re all hidden in his n Draken’s shop’s magazine so that you two can build a perfect bike for you there. He wants to share his passion with you, but also it’s his sneaky try to spend more time with you.

❄ I don’t want to say that Ran forgets about buying you a present but let’s be honest. He does so. But it’s not because he doesn’t care, he was probably just too busy with the gang stuff, and before he had a chance to think about what he wanted to buy you, you popped up in front of him with a gift, saying “Merry Christmas”. His first reaction is just looking bewildered at you, without saying a single word – but after a second he blinks one, two, three times, and hugs you tightly, thanking you for the present. He then proceeds to slyly take out his phone out of his pocket to text his younger brother and prettily ask him to threaten the owner of the most bourgeois restaurant in Tokyo so that you can come and eat there without a few months in advance reservation.

❄ Rindou, unlike his older brother, doesn’t forget about preparing a gift for you. Lots of people would expect him to buy you just an expensive thing, but in my opinion it doesn’t suit him. I rather see Rinrin as a person who buys (or even makes!) something really meaningful, a gift that for everything around may be considered as not exactly fitting the description of a great gift, but you will automatically get what he has thought when he chose it. Deep down inside I think he may have a soul of a romantic that no one knows about.

❄ This boy’s precious with his s/o, I’m sure of it. Sanzu wants his loved ones to feel special, to be with them and for them. I really see Haru as a person who wants to show how good of a boyfriend he is. So he takes you on an arcade date. As soon as you are willing to, he’s gonna win every prize you desire. A teddy bear? You’ve got this. Fifteen of them? Not a problem. You want to play on more interesting machines, these where the prizes are electronic devices or other not typical items? He’s more than happy to win them for you. After this you come back home with your car stuffed to the brim with tons of plushies and other rewards. Haru makes sure you post a picture of the gifts he’s given you on social media so everyone knows how lucky you are to have him, and he also orders your favorite takeout for a grand finale of your date.

❄ Hanma gives you a box of cigarettes for Christmas. But only as a joke to annoy you when he opens it before you have a chance to take it, and he lights one cigarette up, blowing smoke in your face. He then grins and mumbles a stupid “kidding”, dodging your kick right before your foot meets his body. He’s annoying and he loves pissing you off. But Shuji loves even more seeing your happy face, so he makes sure you'll know how much you mean to him on a night full of entertainment he’s prepared for you. What adventures await you? You’ll never know if you won’t come with him.

❄ Izana seems to be an awkward person when it comes to giving and receiving gifts. At first, when you come up with the idea of exchanging Christmas gifts, he’s unsure if he feels comfortable with doing so. Deep deep inside, Izana feels uneasy with the thought of disappointing you. That’s why he proposes a compromise which is exchanging lists of potential gifts that you can prepare for yourselves. You are happy, ‘cause you have the opportunity to exchange gifts with him, and he’s happy, ‘cause there’s no way of letting you down.

❄ I spot a soul of a romantic which he is not embarrassed to show in Kakucho. He takes you to the bourgie restaurant on Christmas day. But taking you to expensive places like this is a bare minimum he could do, ‘cause you often go out without an occasion. Kaku goes a step further, borrowing Bonten’s limo and using all the privileges he has as the number three of the most dangerous organization in Tokyo – he takes you to the places no one is able to go, and shows you the other side of the town at night. You’re super safe, because you’re with him. I just like to imagine that he’s a bit extra when it comes to his loved ones.

❄ Shinichiro looks like a person that likes to spoil their loved ones – he just loves to see those closest to him happy. But he does it to an extent where it’s not healthy. Hypothetically, you’ve agreed on small gifts only – he gets you a bracelet or necklace with a small charm… with a diamond. Or you’ve both decided that telling each other what you’ve wanted for Christmas is the best idea – so he gets you exactly what you want… and a bag of other gifts too! You need to teach him that he doesn’t need to overdo in order to make you stay, ‘cause you feel stupid with your gifts being ten times cheaper than his, and his wallet feels bad, because it’s always empty.

❄ Wakasa doesn’t really care about Christmas, but he cares about you and your feelings, so he reflects your approach to the whole gift-exchanging-thing. If you are really hyped and think about his presents months before, he starts to save money, to buy you something really meaningful. But if you don’t care much, he orders your favorite takeout food or takes you on a cinema date. Waka just gives the same amount of effort as you, and I personally think it’s pretty cute and adorable of him.

❄ Hot take! Benkei is like a huge teddy bear when in a relationship. Meaning, he constantly gives you tons of big bearhugs, where your face is squished into his chest, his arms wrapped around you, and sometimes he even lifts you up just to do a few spins! That is why, as an addon to a present he’s known you really wanted, he makes a stack of coupons for these amazing hugs (and each type of hug is on a different color of paper!). For sum ppl it may be out of character for him, but ya know what? I’m starting a big teddy bear Benkei brainrot, and no one can stop me.

❄ Emma invites you over for a spa day with her. She buys all kinds of cute masks with animal patterns, moisturizing creams, hair masks, literally everything you could have imagined. If you are willing to, she proposes to give you a manicure and pedicure, it may be just only a cuticle removal if you don’t want to put color and/or do the extensions. When the time comes for the both of you to relax and chill on her bed with face masks on, Emma even cuts cucumber for your eyes to make this experience as if you are in a movie.

❄ I love her so much. Senju is a literal sunshine, but the one that can kick your ass. And she wants her significant other to also be a badass that can kick asses of the people that annoy them. And that is why she’s bought you your favorite snacks and drinks for your gift and thrown them into a paper bag. When she gives you your present she also says that from now on, she’ll help you to learn some basics of self defense and promises that will also teach you every cool kick or punch you’ll want to know! Senju pledges to take you after every lesson for popsicles that she’s paying for!

[obeythedemons]

Barbatos Masterlist Part I

Obey Me! Masterlist

Obey Me Masterlist By Character

Barbatos Masterlist Part II

Headcanons

MC thinks they don’t deserve affection

Goody-two-shoes MC is tough (+Satan and Asmodeus)

MC is summoned to Devildom in laboratory PPE

MC is Injured

MC’s Attacked By Another Demon

What Crocs He Would Wear

MC Has An Allergic Reaction + Solomon

MC has a headache

Dad Jokes

FTM MC

Idol!MC

MC’s D.D.D. gets a virus and sends flirty messages

Their Favorite Place in Tokyo

MC is in a gang

Supernatural MC

His Office

The Moment He Knew He Loved MC (minus Luke)

Tea Headcanons

When his heart first skipped a beat (minus Luke)

What He Tries To Hide (Minus Luke)

What Kid’s Movie Scares Him The Most

When the others know he loves them (minus Luke)

Gestures of Physical Affection (minus Luke)

What The Lesser Demons Say About Him

MC’s summoned to devildom with a plush of him (minus Luke)

When He Needs To Confess (minus Luke)

MC Has Ehlers-Danlos Syndrome

Their Mask

Pokemon AU

MC’s Sick

They Take MC to the Doctor

They Play Video Games (Roblox)

They Catch MC Singing Once Upon A Dream

How they show affection/react to MC showing affection (minus Luke)

How he takes notes

MC gets tired when they’re out (minus Luke)

MC Slips on Ice

MC Receives Their First Binder

Their New Year’s Resolution

MC Pulls Their Hair Back

How He Proposes (minus Luke)

He learns MC’s his soulmate (minus Luke)

MC’s heart races when they see him (minus Luke)

Hanakotoba - His Flower

MC’s standing in the rain

He has a nightmare about MC (minus Luke)

MC hugs him for the first time

He Dances with MC (minus Luke)

Someone Else Confesses

Diavolo Plays Matchmaker (minus Luke)

SO uncomfortable with being served/being treated well

Surprising him with a tea party

He makes MC their favorite meal after a hard day

What he wants for his birthday

MC’s good with rats, among other rodents

Gender fluid!Barbatos

Trickster Barbatos

MC falls asleep on their shoulder - Satan, Asmodeus, Diavolo, Barbatos, Luke

What They Daydream About (minus Luke)

He Asks MC To Become Immortal (minus Luke)

MC’s Cold (minus Luke)

He Sees MC In Wedding Wear (minus Luke)

MC Puts His Cold Hands On Him (Minus Luke)

Someone Sends Him A Nude By Mistake (Minus Luke) - 18+

Cheering Him Up (Minus Luke)

How He Plays The Sims

What Videos MC Posts of Him

Who Gives the Best Massages

MC’s Immortality is Wrong (Minus Luke)

His Favorite Form of Transportation

What He’s Insecure About (Minus Luke)

What Pajamas He Wears

Oneshots/Drabbles

Motivation

Shipping Wars

A Fallen King

The You-Know-What

Happily Ever After?

An Old Injury

Sleep and Heat

Tea Leaves

A Glimpse

Their Favorite

Mc, My Love

A Grand Feast

It’s a Deal

To Care

Melting the Cold

Cold Nights

The Bridge

The Lover’s Gem

Candied Rat

Confession

His Weakness

The Tease

Winking Lessons

Good Qualities

Kitty

Gray

Rats and Spiders

Forever

Slumber

Devil Improv

Vigilante

Onesie

His Greed

Tables Have Turned

Lipstick

The Wedding Photo Shoot

Off Guard

New Year

Opinion

Cold Cuddles

Past Meets Future

Text Confessions

Cold Snap

Academic Goals

Goodnight Kiss

Tremor

Memories of the Future

Games and Desserts

Ignore

Tasks

Oblivious

Drying Off

Late

Killing Time

Devil Bath Bomb

Staring

The Distraction

A Night In

Garden of Illusions [Angst]

Late Night Walks

Lessons

Love Confession

If I Were You

Pranking Barbatos

2 AM

Boo-Yaaaah!

The Command

The Victory

Blind [Lucifer/MC, Barbatos/MC]

New Reality [Diavolo & Barbatos]

Revenge of the Fae

Spotify Song Challenge

11. Playground - Brea Miller - Barbatos

13. Loveless - Miura Ayme - Barbatos

18. Stay and Decay - Unlike Pluto - Barbatos

22. Dirty - Grandson - Barbatos

25. Teeth - 8 Graves - Barbatos

36. Identity - grandson - Barbatos

38. Parasite Eve - Bring me the Horizon - Barbatos

50. Teardrops - Bring Me The Horizon - Barbatos/MC/Solomon

98. Bulls on Parade - Rage Against the Machine - Barbatos

Winter Themed Drabbles

5. Snowed In - Barbatos

7. Mistletoe  - Barbatos

14. Sledding - Barbatos

17. Advent Calendar - Barbatos

21. Foggy Breath - Barbatos

23. Ugly Sweaters - Barbatos

Spring Themed Drabbles

Lilacs [Barbatos/Lance]

10. Hiking in the Mud - Barbatos

17. Fresh Air  [Barbatos/Main Character]

Alphabet Drabbles

B - Boat - Barbatos

F - Fortune - Barbatos

I - Impulse - Barbatos

R - Repetition - Barbatos

V - Variable - Barbatos

Date Night

Botanical Gardens - Barbatos

[the-travelling-witch]

⋆꙳•̩̩͙❅*̩̩͙‧͙ Day 6: Christmas Market ‧͙*̩̩͙❆ ͙͛ ˚₊⋆

The scent of candied apples and roasted almonds filled the air, tickling the tip of your frozen nose as you stood amidst the chattering crowd. Rocking back and forth on your heels to combat the cold, you tucked your chin further into your scarf.

“Here you go, pretty,” Koko said, appearing out of nowhere with two steaming mugs of mulled wine, the smell of spices replacing the prior sweetness. Merely clutching the mug between your hands at first, its warmth managed to make you feel better before even taking a sip.

“Thanks, Hajime. I really needed that,” you laughed. The fairy lights from the booths around you reflected in his dark eyes as they narrowed, the dangling earring in his left lobe gleaming a brilliant gold as he cocked his head and raised an eyebrow.

“If that’s all it takes to make you happy… How frugal of you,” he teased as his hand came up to wipe a drop of wine from the corner of your lips. “Come on, let’s see what else they have, I do feel like spoiling you a little more.”

Like a true gentleman, he held out his arm for you to loop yours through it as you pushed through the masses. In passing, you caught glimpses of glittering gemstone, shiny jewellery, woodcrafts, candles and spices but nothing really caught your interest. 

“See anything you like?

“No, not really.” You yelped when someone bumped into you, your boyfriend quickly steading you as he sent a mean glare over his shoulder. “Though, I’d much appreciate it if we could find a place that’s less packed.”

With a hand on the small of your back, Koko steered you away from the stalls, helping you up the stairs to a platform overlooking the festively decorated square underneath. Leaning onto the parapet, you watched the people below you scurry around. An arm wrapped around your shoulder and pulled you into a familiar chest and with a sigh Koko placed his cheek against the top of your head.

He hummed as he traced a finger over your brow bone and down to your jaw. “I hope I didn’t raise your expectations too high, pretty. Here I was, thinking I could spend a little more on you… For what it’s worth, I liked just walking around with you.”

Moving your head from his shoulder, you gently cupped his frosty cheeks as you shot him a smile. “I, for one, think you’ve exceeded all my expectations. Spending your time on me is all I’ll ever need.”

⋆꙳•̩̩͙❅*̩̩͙‧͙  holly's 2022 advent calendar  ‧͙*̩̩͙❆ ͙͛ ˚₊⋆

[aruuq]

29. ”Wait. Your mother’s coming?” Draken, gn!yn

here ya go~

“Okay, so we still have to go back to the vegetable aisle, but first we can take all the dairy, the rest is on the way anyways. And– oh, baby, take these cookies pretty please,” you speak to your boyfriend, your forearms on the trolley handle, as you check the shopping list on the phone.

“The chocolate chip ones?” Draken mutters, eyeing at you with one brow up. You nod. “Why?” A question leaves his mouth as he throws two packs of the cookies on the top of a huge pile of groceries, and continues to walk in front of you.

“It’s always good to have something sweet for any emergency, dontcha think?” You chuckle, placing a few packages of gummies into the cart.

“Maybe so,” he replies, glancing over the shelves for other products on your long list. “But you don’t like this brand, so I’m just a bit surprised.”

“Oh!” You giggle. “These are not for me, silly, but for my mom!”

“Wait.” Suddenly Draken stops moving, and you drive the trolley right into your boyfriend’s ass. “Fuck. Tch. Babe,” he groans, rubbing his backbone, while looking at you, your apologetic gaze turning his voice softer, “your mother’s coming?”

You nod eagerly, tiny stars flickering on the surface of your irises like glitter. “Yeah! You’re supposed to pick her up from the train station tomorrow! Did you forget?” You tilt your head to the side observing the man, and you can swear his ears reddens with a feeling of shame.

“Uhh… well… Of course not, darling,” he stutters, biting on his lower lip. “Just tell me when exactly will she be there, and I’ll of course be there to pick her up,” Draken doesn’t lie often, but sometimes there’s a must for it and this rare sometimes seems to be today.

You try your best not to chuckle at his expression, ‘cause you don’t want to embarrass him even more. The man quickly pulls the phone out of his pocket, texting Inupi to take care of the shop while he performs the duties of the true master of the house, and an even bigger emotion of shame fills him as Seishu tells him he remembers about your mother's visit, making him the only one who’s forgotten.

[aruuq]

29. ”Wait. Your mother’s coming?” Baji, gn!reader

Hiii! Tysm for requesting! <3 Once again, reminder of the whole event here! Requests still opened!; i made a slight kazufuyu in it, 'cause i love them

“So, what are we thinkin’ about throwing up a party, huh? Today, Chifuyu told me that we’re not opening on Christmas Eve and Christmas Day so we can drink without further consequences!” Baji speaks, chewing on a big sandwich you’ve just made him, rocking his chair back and forth carelessly. “He and Kazutora can come and it’ll be just like a double date! It’s still a lotta time so we can even organise a secret santa or other shit like this! Whatcha thinkin’, baby?”

“Hmmm…” You murmur, pouring boiling water into your coffee cup. “As much as I love this idea, I don’t think it’ll work out. My mom texted me today, saying she wants to visit us, and–”

Before you have a chance to finish your sentence, a loud THUD noise fills the room, and as you turn around, you notice Baji on the ground. You put the cup down with a loud clutter and you run to your boyfriend.

“Oh god, Keisuke, are you o–”

"Wait. Your mother’s coming?” Baji raises his head from the ground, pupils narrowing, as he stares into your eyes.

And you only blink a few times bewildered. “Really? Is this what you’re worried about?” You spit out, stopping the urge of smacking him with the kitchen towel. “Something could happen to you just now, and you’re worried about my mother visiting us on Christmas?”

The man massages the back of his head and shrugs his shoulders. “Duh! The pain is temporary, it’s nothing when compared to eternity, ya know?”

At this point you are sure something has actually happened to him when he hit his head. “And what exactly does this have to do with my mother?” You mumble, not sure if the further conversation is a wise decision, calling an ambulance seeming to be a better one.

Baji jumps at once on his feet again, patting your shoulder briefly, after he’s fixed the chair. “My fear of her is as great as the eternity itself. Now lemme go and start cleaning our apartment. We can’t let yo’ mama be disappointed with me… again.”

[aruuq]

Hii can i have prompt no 2 for Shinchiro ✨

Sorry for a long time waiting for this! Hope you'll like it <3

“Okay, okay, I know I’m often the party-pooper of the group, but seriously, who keeps hanging all this damn mistletoe everywhere?” Shinichiro raises his voice, entering the bike shop, paper bags with takeouts in his hands, as he glances at you and yours friends. “Is it you Wakasa? It’s the third day I’ve been getting rid of ‘em ‘cause they magically re-appear, and man, may I tell you, if it’s yet another of your stupid pranks, I swear, I’m gonna…”

You clear your throat. “Well, actually, it’s been me,” you mumble, jumping off the counter. “I was actually worried that somebody’s stealing them from us, but it happens it’s only you… You could tell me you don’t like them,” you chuckle nervously, and there’s a hint of sadness behind your tone which Shinichiro immediately detects.

“I-it was you, sweetheart?” His eyes widen, and Wakasa rushes to him, ‘cause the man almost throws the bags on the ground. “Oh, God, I’m so sorry, baby.” Shinichiro runs to you, pulling you into an embrace. “They look amazing. Let’s keep them, let’s keep them. You know what? Let’s buy even more! They make the shop look more refreshed! And set the mood up! You’re such a smartie, what would I do without you? Throwing them away… I had to hit my head not to notice how amazing they look…”

He keeps patting your head while delivering this long monolog, and you just hang your arms loosely on his hip bones, sending a death glare to Wakasa who’s enjoying the food alone.

[aruuq]

Christmas at the Sano – Tokrev Characters; Advent Calendar Day 6

characters: mikey, shinichiro, emma, izana, wakasa [separately] x gn!reader

summary: it’s christmas at the sano household. what adventures await you in it? important info: it’s au where everyone’s happy and alive (staring mostly at shinichiro…), the love-interest characters are 16+ in their ship parts, however their age may vary if they are in other character’s parts. also, all of these scenarios are in different timelines, so that a) y/n is not dating the whole family, and b) there’s not five y/ns in the sano house at the same time.

genre & style: fluff, a bit crack, scenarios

word count: 3.6k

notes: can you guess who’s my favorite “sano” based on these scenarios? i’m totally not picking favorites, but-

warnings: mention of food, wakasa seems ooc to me, i don’t think there’s more, dm or send me an ask if you think otherwise then i’ll add more ;))

event’s masterlist

General

When you’ve stopped in front of the big entrance gate of a large possession, you’ve made sure that the address on your phone is the same as on the metal plate. It seems to be right so you press a button on the intercom, and wait for an answer, as you tighten your fingers around the handle of a big bag where you are carrying a still warm home baked pie you’ve made for this special occasion, a tray of fresh oranges, and a bunch of small gifts prepared for your lover’s family. It doesn’t take long before someone answers it.

“Uhm. H-hello?” you stutter still not sure if this is the right place.

“Y/N?” You hear your significant other’s voice.

“Yeah.” You are not sure why but you chuckle nervously, biting your lower lip. “It’s me.”

There’s a moment of silence on the other side. You bounce on your feet, feeling as the heavy bag starts to make your arm ache. “You’re earlier than I expected.”

“If that’s a problem I can wait in front of the gate if you want me to,” you say mindlessly before you even have a chance to think how stupid that sounds.

“Don’t be silly,” they laugh, knowing that your offer has not been a joke, and you hear a buzzing noise of the opening fence gate. “Come in. I’ll wait by the door for you.”

Sano “Mikey” Manjiro

“So… Can you tell me again why we’re not entering the house?” You murmur, hiding the lower part of your face with a scarf. “‘S cold.” You look around Mikey’s backyard. Everything’s covered in snow, not a sight of anything to do there. Maybe because you are earlier without a previous announcement he wants you to help him with chores like snow removal or something? You put the bag with treats on the ground, massaging the aching arm, getting yourself ready for work.

“We still have a lotta time before dinner. We can enjoy it outside before it gets dark,” he answers you, and you blink a few times. So no labor? Sounds good to you. “My friends should be here in a few. Let’s surprise them, ‘kay?” He smirks mischievously, cupping your hands in his. “What are we gonna do?” Your innocent question meets with a loud snort coming from your boyfriend’s mouth. “We’ll throw snowballs at them of course.”

The plan is simple. There’s six of Mikey’s friends that should appear soon. You and the blond boy have to make as many snowballs as possible before they arrive, and hide them behind a shed, so as to surprise the teenagers with a sudden attack. “Isn’t it exciting?” Murmurs Mikey, hopping in place, listening for when someone is coming. “Can’t wait to see their shocked faces! The best Chri-” he stops when the typical loud noise of snow creaking under the shoes is getting louder. “They’re here, get ready!”

You feel unsure about his amazing plan. Yes, it might be fun. For him. You don’t even know these guys, yet the first thing you do to them is to attack them. Maybe not the best friendship starter, but it's definitely a good one if you want someone to really remember you. “Three… Two… One… Go!” Mikey screams at top of his lungs, leaning his body out from behind the shed and throwing snowballs without hesitation in the direction from which the sounds have been coming. “Eat this, you wimps!”

You are much slower than your boyfriend, yet you try your best to actually aim the snowballs at people and hit them, but after the third ball thrown something doesn’t feel right. There’s no one who would send a single snowball back. Only then you realize that there’s not a sight of Mikey’s friends, only one man looking at least a few years older than you and your lover, covered fully in snow, holding two mugs in his hands, not letting the white fluff fall into them. “Mikey, stop!” You catch his arm, seeing he’s not even looking who he’s throwing snowballs at.

“Huh? Why should I?” The boy looks at you, and when you grasp his cheeks with your cold hands, and turn his face to the direction of the man, his eyes widen. “Oh, it’s only Shinichiro. What are you doing here?” He yells at him.

The man, finally being able to move without fear of being hit with cold fluff, approaches you. “I saw you playing in the snow, and decided to make you something hot to drink,” he whines, shaking off the snow off his head. “Hi, Y/N. ’M Mikey’s older brother. Hope you like hot chocolate?”

You smile apologetically, taking a cup from him. “I do, thank you. And sorry.” Shinichiro raises his hand with the inner side to you and shakes his head. “No worries. ‘S not the first time Mikey does this.” The man gives the other cup to his younger brother then crosses his arms on the chest. “I’m going back home, it’s freezing. In case you need anything, you’re gonna find me in the kitchen.”

You place the mug in your lips, hot liquid spilling on your tongue, the wave of warmth filling you with this pleasurable feeling of home. Mikey looks as if he’s thinking the same, after his mouth has made contact with the cup, he hasn’t disconnected them until he's finished drinking. But the moment of peace hasn’t been made to last long, loud voices and laughs heard from the distance. “A little bird told us you wanted to surprise us with a snowball attack, am I right?” As you’re guessing, one of your boyfriend’s friends says mockingly, and you see him tossing and catching a big ball made of white fluff. “Let’s dance then, Mikey!”

You would have never expected that you’re gonna get involved in a big snowball fight between seven men this evening, yet there you are. Fighting for your life with a bunch of abnormally strong teenagers.

Sano Shinichiro

Shinichiro holds your hand tighter, his thumb doing soothing circles on your skin. “Why are you so stressed?” He chuckles, kissing your temple. You only keep staring ahead without blinking, twinkling multicolored lights on the big Christmas tree the only thing catching your attention. “It’s not like they’re not gonna like them.” He nuzzles his head in the crook of your neck, leaving short pecks on your neck and arm. “Don’t worry.”

“You have no right to tell me not to worry, after what has happened when you first visited me,” you mumble half jokingly, resting your cheek on the man’s head. “I just don’t want them to not like me, ‘cause I bought them shitty gifts. After all, they're your younger siblings.”

“Sure they're gonna love them! Don’t worry.” he exclaims, clearing his throat. “Mikey! Izana! Emma! C’mere! We’re exchanging presents!” The moment he stops speaking, there’s a loud noise of feet rapidly stomping on the wooden floor. The first to come is the oldest of them, the boy named Izana, who immediately takes a seat on the other side of Shinichiro on the couch, clinging as close as possible to him. He doesn't even have the occasion to speak (not that he looks as if he wants to say something), ‘cause there’s another boy entering the room.

“Izana, that’s my place! Get off!” He yells, pointing at his brother, who’s now looking very proud of himself, sly eyes narrowed, chest pushed forwards. “I have only three words to say to you, Mikey. Kiss. My. Ass!” Izana sinks deeper into the couch. You watch bewildered as the Manjiro boy stretches, and something in his eyes tells you that he doesn’t have positive intentions.

“Boys, I’ve asked you for a one day without fighting. There’s Y/N, don’t scare them on their first ti-” before Shinichiro ends his sentence, the first cushion from a pretty armchair flies across the room, the blond boy striking it with one kick in Izana’s direction. The man mumbles, pinching the bridge of his nose. “I’m sorry for them, they’re intractable…”

You watch as the older brother throws a remote in Mikey’s direction, his fast reaction allowing him to catch the object and with all force given send it back. “No worries.” You try to brush it off, but another object fired in the couch’s direction makes you flinch. “Is it always like this?”

“Most of the time,” a higher-pitched voice reaches your ears. You look over Shin’s shoulder only to see a little girl sitting on the seat previously occupied by Izana. “They’re annoying,” she mutters, throwing her head back. “Always screaming and fighting. Boring.” You chuckle. She’s the youngest but seems the most mature, the way she speaks reminds you of a bit of a lofty kitten. “Oh, Y/N?” She asks, and you’re surprised she’s remembered your name. “Yes… Emma?” The girl pulls out from her pocket a small box and stretches her hand with it in your direction. “Here you have. Your Christmas present.”

Your eyes almost fill with tears, this little gesture makes you feel touched. It was the moment Emma stole your heart and took Shinichiro’s place as a favorite of Sano.

Sano Emma

The pleasant smell of gingerbread cookies becomes more and more prominent as Emma drags you behind her to the, as you’ve guessed, kitchen of the house. “Oh, don’t be shy, Y/N, c’mon, c’mon, we don’t have all day!” She rushes you, pulling your wrist harder. “Here, hold this,” the girl tells as she hands you a big wooden spoon, “and please, mix this.” And she points at a big bowl with what seems to be a batter inside.

You don’t even have time to look around, your eyes fully on the mixture after you’ve left the bag on the floor. “What is it?” You ask, lowering your face and sniffing the substance. It smells sweet, with a hint of citrus.

“A vanilla-orange cake batter. Sorry you have to help, but my brothers are useless. I have to cook the whole Christmas dinner by myself, and I haven’t finished yet, since you’re earlier.” She puts a cute light-blue apron and ties it on her back, the color matches with a hair tie keeping her blond locks in a high ponytail.

“My pleasure to help you then.” You bow a little, and it makes a wide smile appear on Emma’s face. She nods, and with excited movements she searches for something in a high closet and comes back to you with a red apron. “It’s my brother’s, but he never really cooks, so it just lays and gets dusty. You can have it for today’s cooking with me.” Her voice is sweet. A hint of blush spreaded on her cheeks, long lashes painted with a little of mascara, honey eyes widely opened, tons of gold particles glimmering in them. She looks more than pretty.

“Hey, Emma, do you think that– oh, cookies!” A blond guy enters the room, the first thing he does is to fill his mouth with warm gingerman biscuits. “Hahh, i’sso ‘ot,” he mutters with his mouth full.

Emma’s first reaction is to smack his shoulder, and when it doesn’t work, his head, with a kitchen towel. “Go away, Mikey! Go bother Izana, he definitely has less to do!” She hits the boy a few times more when he tries to hide a few gingerbread cookies in his pockets. Finally after another minute he’s gone, and so does a big handle of biscuits. “Seriously, I can’t with them… Acting as if I had time for this.” Emma turns around, an annoyed pout spread on her face, eyebrows pulled together, her hands resting on her hips. “As you probably figured out it’s one of the useless brothers I’ve told you about. Name’s Manjiro. Mikey.”

You pinch her cheek and pull it. “Don’t sulk, pretty. Smileee. You’re much cuter when there’s happiness painted on your face.” Your lips meet Emma’s forehead, leaving a short peck there. When you pull away, she already has a better expression. “Good. Now let’s finish the dinner, ‘kay?”

Kurokawa Izana

“Now, please, be quiet, ‘kay? My grandma’s sleeping, we don’t want to wake her up, yeah? Let the poor old woman have some sleep,” Izana murmurs to you after entering the house. You nod fiercely, clenching your hands into fists. “We’re gonna go straight to my room and we’ll wait there for dinner, ‘kay? You’ll meet all of my family eventually.” The boy catches your wrist and pulls you behind him, checking at every corner if no one hides behind. It feels weird. As if the both of you were in some kind of a stealth game, his beloved granny the final boss. But you don’t question him, as old ladies can, in fact, be scary sometimes.

The house he lives in is big, which doesn’t surprise you. Izana has told you that he has a lot of siblings, so there has to be at least a bit of a private space for all of them. “The door right there,” he points at the door at the end of the corridor, “is the one to my room. On our right,” he again points in the mentioned direction, this time with the thumb of the corresponding hand, “there is the living room. We gotta get past as fast as we can, ‘kay?”

“Mhm-mhm!” you loud-whisper to him with enthusiasm. It really feels like a hard quest in a game, a thrill of failure definitely your favorite motivator. Your boyfriend holds your wrist tighter, and starts walking ahead at a fast, rhythmic pace. The smile on his face grows wider, as his fingertips brush against the metal doorknob. But before he has the chance to actually twist it, the voice of a girl makes him jump. “Don’t even think about running away from your Christmas responsibilities, Izana! C’mere!”

He exhales loudly, throwing his head back. “Wait for me here, gonna come back to you in a-”

“And I saw that you were dragging someone behind you! It’s your partner, huh? Lemme meet them!” The girl yells again, and you feel the dread of the possibility of grandma waking up.

“There’s no one here, Emma! You’re hallucinating!” He screams back, and you tug the hem of his shirt, trying to silence him up. Maybe he’s forgotten about the granny?

“Emma’s right tho! I swear I saw another shadow when you walked past! Should we check it, Izana?” The unknown male voice speaks loudly, and at this point you think you are the only one who cares about the poor old lady in this household, even though you don’t know her.

“Hey, sunshine, shouldn’t we be more quiet if we want your grandma not to wake up?” You mutter, your eyes focused on your lover’s face.

“Grandma?” You hear another boy’s voice coming from farther down the hall, and when you turn around you see a blond guy with half the hair tied at the top walking towards the two of you. “There’s no grandmas in this house,” he mumbles, chewing on a big piece of cookie held by his hand.

“Wait, so why-”

“Yeah, I lied.” Izana shrugs, looking at the boy. “Just wanted to come to my room unnoticed, so we don’t have to deal with these morons.” You feel devastated. The grandma you’ve desired to meet since the moment you’ve heard about her first (which is something like two minutes ago) is not even existing. Heart shattered, soul wounded, feelings hurt. “Now, let’s go to the room, Y/N. We don’t have the time to-”

“Izana! I told you to come here, so I can- oooh, hi!” The blonde leaves the living room, and her approach changes as soon as she sees you. “I’m Emma, this jerk’s younger sister! Nice to finally meet you!” She chirps full of the joys of spring. “Shin, c’mere! We were right, they’re here!”

You hear a loud sound of something heavy falling, followed by a quick patter of feet and after this a man with black hair appears in the doorframe. “Hello! I’m Izana’s older brother, Shinichiro, nice to finally have a chance to meet you!”

You only smile and bow a little. It feels a bit awkward, this whole meeting-new-people thing. But you clench your teeth, knowing it’s only temporary and it'll be better after you spend more time tonight with them. “Nice to meet y’all too. So you’re all Zaza’s siblings, right?” Your ask is immediately followed by the loud laughter from the blond boy whose name is unknown to you.

“Zaza? Zaza? What kind of nickname is this? Are you some kind of cockatoo or something?” He laughs even louder, but immediately stops, jumping to the side, when Izana tries to kick him.

“I love my family.” He rolls his eyes. “One by one presenting,” he mutters unhappy, showing his hand at the three. “Shinichiro, his problem’s that he’s embarrassing. Emma, she’s the youngest. And Manjiro, our family dog.”

The boy named Manjiro clicks his tongue, before his eyes grow wider, an evil smirk awakening on his face. “Wanna see his cringe pictures from childhood?”

Before Izana has the chance to say something, you exclaim, “Are you really asking? Duh!” You look at your boyfriend with literal stars glistening in your irises, then at the blond boy. Maybe you haven’t had a chance to meet Izana’s nonexistent grandma, but a much better opportunity has appeared on the horizon. “But, baby-”

“To the attic, here we gooo!” Mikey yells, running in the unknown direction, and you try to follow him, ignoring Izana’s begging pleas to just go to his room as planned. It’s going to be a long Christmas for the poor boy.

Imaushi Wakasa

“Hey, baby!” Wakasa greets you by hugging you tightly to his chest with one hand, fingers of the other pushing the door behind you to close them. “Uhh, I’ve missed you so bad. Remind me, why haven’t we met for the past week? Changing my mind, doesn’t matter. Come, ‘n hug me closer.”

You giggle in his chest, wrapping your arms around his waist. “Didn’t know your family’s this big. This house’s huge!” You make circles with your head, looking at everything in the range of your sight that catches your attention.

Wakasa gives a quick peck to your lips and “Oh, yeah, we’re totally rich,” the boy chuckles, patting your head. He looks really handsome, you think. Sewn with a silver thread white shirt really matches with the color of his hair, classy black pants and shoes are not something you see in his casual clothing, it feels different but in a good way, a few bracelets jingle on his wrists, expensive-looking rings adorning his slender fingers. The sly smile he has when he cups your face and kisses you again. “Want me to show you ‘round the house?” He whispers in your mouth. You give him a little nod, so he catches your fingers in between his, but before he has a chance to go anywhere with you, another teenager enters the hall.

“Hey, Wakasa, heard you talking through the intercom, who was thi- Y/N?” He raises his eyebrows, red kitchen towel behind his neck, kitchen gloves on his hands.

“Wait. Sano?” Your eyes widen at the sight of a very well known boy. “Haven’t seen you in a long time! What are you doing here?”

“I could ask you the exact same question,” he laughs, scratching the back of his head.

Wakasa keeps changing who he looks at, first at you, then at Shinichiro, and it repeats like this over and over again. “So both of you know each other?” he asks, a whit of surprise seen on his face.

“Yeah,” you answer, smiling a bit awkwardly. “We’ve been going to the same elementary school and even have been in the same class in middle school.”

“Oh.” White-haired teenager blinks a few times. “Well, it makes it easier then. Shin, we,” he raises a hand entwined with yours, “are together.”

“Well, that’s cool I guess. You could have told me you’re bringing your partner for dinner, I would cook more.” Shinichiro sighs, grasping the kitchen towel off his neck, throwing it over the shoulder. “You can help with decorating the house, Y/N, if you want to. It’ll be much quicker this way. We have a lot to talk about later after all.” A soft chuckle leaves his mouth.

“Sure, why not! So you two live together? Are you roommates or something like this?”

“Roommates?” Sano puckers his eyebrows, curving his lips. “He doesn’t even live here, ‘s my house. He only comes here when he’s hungry or bored.”

You turn to look at your lover who’s staring in the direction opposite to yours. “You don’t live here?”

“Well, I spend most of my time here, it’s more of my home than my own.” He pouts, turning his face more, his earring jingles with the sudden move.

“Yeah? Then pay the rent,” Shinichiro rolls his eyes and disappears in the corridor from which he came from at the beginning.

“Liar,” you hiss, digging your finger in the flesh of his arm. “Disgusting liar.”

“Oh, baby, c’mon, it wasn’t a lie. A little misunderstanding occurred, it’s not like-” seeing the expression on your face, eyelids narrowed, teeth visibly clenched, lips pressed in a narrow line, he stops. He gulps before continuing, “I’m never gonna lie to you again, I promise, ‘kay? Just don’t be mad, it’s Christmas after all.”

“You promise?” you ask distrustfully.

“Sure, I promise.” He presses you to his chest, and waits until you give the hug back.

“Then tell me how did the two of you meet? I’m curious.”

He takes a deep breath before speaking. “Well, it all started with a war between the two biggest gangs, one led by me. Haven’t told you I was in a gang, huh? Well I’m in one now too, but it’s a whole different story, so back to the topic…”

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7 with Koko? Pretty please?

Tysm for requesting!

You love your boyfriend, you really do. But sometimes he’s too much for you, especially when it comes to the terms of gift giving. He loves to spoil you. And there wouldn’t be anything wrong with it, if Koko doesn’t overdo every gift he’s giving to you on every little slightest occasion. The man makes tons of excuses when it comes to it; be it your random amount of days of being together, 1% sale for a really cute set of jewelry or even a celebration of some unknown author’s debut.

That’s why you’ve forced him onto Christmas without exchanging gifts. You just banned this poor fella from buying you anything during the Christmas season, threatening him to ignore him till the day snow melts away if he does so. And it’s worked. Your plan on making Kokonoi feel the way you feel everytime he buys you something expensive and you don’t have anything to give him back.

And maybe your gift isn’t very expensive, but it surely will make his heart throb. “Baby… what is this…?” Hajime asks with the betrayal painted on his face, when he opens a box filled with home-made cookies. “I thought we weren’t exchanging presents…”

“We weren’t,” you point out, and you can swear the man’s hair flops to the sides of his head just like a sad kitten’s ears.

[aruuq]

27. ”Have another drink and stop complaining.” Ran, gn!yn

tysm for requesting bestie, hope you'll like it, bcs it was fun to write cw: mention of blood, killing, just crazy ass Ran we know and love, a bit suggestive but only bcs Ran’s a dummy

All you've craved for is a moment of sweet, sweet silence, yet the man seemed not to give a single flying fuck about it, continuing his prolonged speech about anything you’ve had no intention of listening to. “Ya know what? And they had the fucking audacity to tell me that I should fuck off. So you know what I did?” Ran takes a big gulp of his drink, waiting for you to ask him the desired question.

“You shut up?” Well, it’s not a query he’s hoped for but it works as well.

“I fucked their heads off their bodies, that’s what I did.” The man tooks a longing glance at his baton drowning between your cups in the sink, visible stains of blood on the part not touching the water. “What would I do without you…”

You click your tongue, sipping from a glass. When you’ve searched for a flatmate you’ve never expected a crazy twenty-year-old who likes to knock people off by hitting the back of their heads with random objects to be the person who would want to share an apartment with a broke-ass student, but here you are, sitting in a living room, trying to read a book, whilst this bozo tries to tell you his stories about his attempted-murders. “Shouldn’t you be hanging out with your besties right now instead of bothering me?” you snarl, turning the page.

“Who? Rindou?” Ran asks as if you would reply. “Well, it’s Friday, and Fridays are for boyfriends, so he left me. And to think a few months ago we’ve been in enemy gangs, and now they’re all lovey-dovey, ugh. Disgusting.” He sprawls his legs on the coffee table, finishing the drink in his hand. “And if you talk about the other guys, they’re not my besties, ‘kay? It’s only Rin and you I can call this.”

His words make you snort. “Me? Your bestie? Since when?” You also take your last sips of alcohol, your eyes still focused on the story.

Ran rolls his eyes. “Sometimes I don’t know why we’re friends.”

“I didn’t know we were–”

“I swear,” the man cuts you off, unscrewing the bottle “you’re insufferable sometimes. Have another drink and stop complaining before I also decide to fuck your pretty head… Oh gosh, it didn’t sound good.” After pouring you to the brim, he takes a big gulp straight from the bottle. “Before I decide to detach this pretty head of yours from the rest of your body…” Ran corrects himself and you can’t help but snort at his stupidity. He may be irritating, but at least he’s good at making himself a failure that’s perfect to make fun of.

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22. ”Excuse me– where is my Christmas kiss?” Mikey, gn!reader

Supposed to be a fluff, happened to turn into a crack lmfaooo; Event post here!

Living in a pandemic world can sometimes be hard, or inconvenient at its least. Especially when you have to celebrate holidays locked in your house with your boyfriend only, not being able to see your friends, because someone has decided to go and be a naughty hooligan when you’ve asked them to stay this one time home, ‘cause you have a feeling they’ll catch it. And even if you don’t have real restrictions on you, because if you’ve wanted you could’ve leave your apartment easily, you have a better feeling of responsibility than Mikey, who’s wanted to go to work anyways – only because of Koko’s threats he’s finally decided to stay these few days without leaving the flat.

“Babyyy! Everything’s tasteless, it sucks!” You whine, stamping on the floor hard as you rush towards the living room. “I bet your kisses taste the same as always! There, there, now, now! I needa kiss you! It’s Christmas–” You stop talking along with walking. “Wait… It’s Christmas… Manjiro! Excuse me–” You open the door harshly only to see your boyfriend, sitting on the couch with a feelingless expression; the sight of you making his eyes widen. Before he has the opportunity to say anything, you practically jump on him, hugging his arm to your chest. “Where is my Christmas kiss?” You pout theatrically.

“Gimme a moment,” Mikey says in a serious tone, and he slams the laptop shut, in the split second when he does so you can see that he’s been on a zoom call with his subordinates. “Y/N,” he starts slowly. “I asked you yesterday not to interrupt me in the morning. I’m working.” He’s calm, but you can hear a hint of irritation in his tone.

“Oh…” You mumble, touching your cheek with your pointing finger. “I… forgot. Hehe.”

Mikey sighs, messing with your hair, and he leaves a short peck on your lips. “I’ll be all for you in an hour, ‘kay? Then you’ll receive tons, billions even, of Christmas kisses. Deal?”

You nod eagerly. And when you leave the room, you can hear Haitanis’ loud laughter when Mikey opens the laptop back, as they tell him they have heard everything.

[aruuq]

14 with Izana!

One of my fav boisssss i love him sm Event post!

“Can we turn–”

“Shaddap.” You silence the boy, crossing your arms as you bring your knees closer to your chest, putting your wet shoes on the car seat. You don’t even dare to look at Izana, your eyes focused on the heavy snow hitting the windshield. “It’s all your fault,” you mutter to yourself, but the boy seems to hear you.

Izana smacks the headboard, turning himself to you. “Please, help me understand how exactly it is my fault?” He’s angry, yet you don’t feel scared, even if you know he easily overpowers you. His scream only makes you more annoyed.

“Well, it’s your fault you don’t have a car. If you had one we wouldn’t be in this rather unpleasant situation we’re in right now,” you spit out, checking your phone. No signal. A volley of curses forms under your tongue, as you tighten your grip on the device. “It’s cold…” You mutter, rubbing your palms together.

Izana sighs, “That’s why I wanted to ask you if we can turn the heating on?”

It’s the first time when you dare to look at him, his eyelids closed, head thrown back, resting against the headrest. “I hate you,” you mumble as you turn the heating on, air set in the direction so it hits directly in his face.

“I know,” Izana answers, saluting you nonchalantly with two fingers, his eyes still closed.

You exhale loudly, pushing your seat back. “I can’t believe it’s Christmas Eve and I’m stuck in a snowstorm with you.”

The man opens one eye, violet iris glancing at your sprawled posture. “There’s worse company.”

“Doubtful.” You cut him off. Your pointing finger keeps nervously tapping the car window, eyes hoping to notice any sight of lights of passing cars, but the darkness overwhelms you. “If Kakucho weren’t my relative, I would never agree to drive you to his party.” You don’t know why you say it, but you do it anyway, your tone is as cold as the temperature in the vehicle or even outside.

Izana also pushes his seat back. “If you weren’t Kaku’s relative, I would never agree to be dropped off by you.”

You look at his calm face. Izana seems much more relaxed than you, he’s rather… bored if you were to describe his expression, he doesn't look as if he is very uncomfortable. “A fair point…” you murmur.

The man doesn’t answer you anything after this, and you just keep staring through the window, trying to manifest a car with people more than happy to help the two of you, but there’s no movement detected. Even deers and boars have apparently decided that they don’t want to walk around when the weather’s so unpleasant; with each passing second snow falling heavier and faster.

“Have you ever seen so much snow at once? We’re literally drowning in it,” you ask your companion, your fingertips brushing against the cold glass.

“I thought we weren't supposed to talk,” Izana says in a low voice, and for one second you feel embarrassed by your question.

But it’s only one quick moment of shock, as you take a defensive stance, “So be it, we’re not talking.”

“…”

“…”

Embarrassment quickly turns into awkwardness the two of you don’t seem to be fond of adding to your current, unpleasant enough, situation. “Yeah, I’ve never seen this much snow…”

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35. ”I was right. Christmas garland does look really good on your wrists.” Inui, gn!reader

tysm for requesting; suggestive content ahead

The light in the room is dimmed, soft sounds hitting your ears as your lover turns the music on, his light steps approaching you filling you with excitement. “Well, well, well… what do we have here,” Inupi whispers, taking one of his gloves off with the usage of his teeth. You gulp.

“Seishu, please, I–”

“Shhhh,” he shushes you, pressing the pointing finger to his mouth. Your half-lidded eyes follow the way his bare hand moves through the air, focusing mostly on his thumb which lands on your lips, the rest of his digits caressing your cheek, nails brushing against your sensitive skin. “Hmm, I think I was right.” You want to ask him about what? yet the answer comes faster than you expect it, as Inupi grasps your palms harshly, slamming them harder into the material of pillows. “Christmas garland does look really good on your wrists.” And he presses his thumb harder on your teeth, forcing your mouth to open.

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14. ”I can’t believe it’s Christmas Eve and I’m stuck in a snowstorm with you.” “There’s worse company.” “Doubtful.” Ran, gn!yn

Hiiii, tysm for requesting this bestieee <33 Whole ass event post here!

If anyone has ever told you that you would spend the most magical time of a year with Ran Haitani, you would have laughed them down. Your relationship hasn’t been on good terms since middle school and it’s obvious for anyone that you and the boy don’t like each other, duh, you despite each other so much and there’s nothing that would force you two to spend Christmas Eve together. Nothing but very sardonic weather.

“Hey, Y/N, move this pretty ass of yours and make me a coffee, please,” Haitani sneers, putting feet on a short coffee table, and it only makes you tighten your grip on a remote.

“Listen, you lavender boy. If you keep making jokes like this, I’ll be forced to kick this bony ass of yours, and I shall not do it. F’cking idiot,” you sigh, switching fastly between TV channels. Nothing pops up, a snowstorm blocking the signal. “And take your nasty hoofs outta my table. You’re disgusting.”

“Make me,” he giggles, stuffing his mouth with a handful of peppermint candies, and you almost throw the device in his direction.

“I can’t believe it’s Christmas Eve and I’m stuck in a snowstorm with you.” You check the time. Rindou’s late. He’s been supposed to take his failure of a brother several dozen minutes ago, but you assume it’s due to the weather conditions he has problems with arriving at your location. It’s all Mikey’s fault, you think, remembering all the documents he’s dumped on you and the older Haitani that you’ve had to finish completing them at your place.

“Oh, sweetheart…” The man continues, a sugary voice making the blood in your veins boil. “There’s worse company.”

You eye him down. His suit is all creased from all day of killing hard work, very bright, colorful, mismatched with the rest of the outfit, socks are dirty from the melted snow, his hair messy, a few strands sticking to his forehead. You click your tongue unintentionally, wrinkling your nose as you speak with disgust, “Doubtful.”

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Advent Calendar where I post every day a drabble/scenario/fic or some headcanons that are either ᴄʜʀɪꜱᴛᴍᴀꜱ or ᴡɪɴᴛᴇʀ themed.

Fandoms that are included:

❏ ɢᴇɴꜱʜɪɴ ɪᴍᴘᴀᴄᴛ [8],

❏ ʜᴀɪᴋʏᴜᴜ [4],

❏ ᴊᴜᴊᴜᴛꜱᴜ ᴋᴀɪꜱᴇɴ [4],

❏ ᴛᴏᴋʏᴏ ʀᴇᴠᴇɴɢᴇʀꜱ [8],

and all of them are written in corresponding colours in the calendar below.

Since it’s an advent calendar, I want everyday’s writing to be a surprise for you! I ᴡɪʟʟ give you a name of the fic or a prompt used in headcanons, but ᴡɪʟʟ ɴᴏᴛ give you characters included in it. It will be kept as a surprise until the day of publication ♡

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Tags used in the event:

❏ ᴀᴅᴠᴇɴᴛ ᴄᴀʟᴇɴᴅᴀʀ

❏ ᴀᴅᴠᴇɴᴛ ᴄᴀʟᴇɴᴅᴀʀ ɢᴇɴꜱʜɪɴ ɪᴍᴘᴀᴄᴛ

❏ ᴀᴅᴠᴇɴᴛ ᴄᴀʟᴇɴᴅᴀʀ ʜᴀɪᴋʏᴜᴜ

❏ ᴀᴅᴠᴇɴᴛ ᴄᴀʟᴇɴᴅᴀʀ ᴊᴜᴊᴜᴛꜱᴜ ᴋᴀɪꜱᴇɴ

❏ ᴀᴅᴠᴇɴᴛ ᴄᴀʟᴇɴᴅᴀʀ ᴛᴏᴋʏᴏ ʀᴇᴠᴇɴɢᴇʀꜱ

The list may be updated later on!

Calendar contains both ꜱꜰᴡ and ɴᴏᴛ ꜱꜰᴡ content. Anything ɴᴏᴛ ꜱꜰᴡ will be in BOLD. Minors DNI with these posts, please and thank you.

Since writing everyday appeared to be a bit too challenging for me, I’m going to post all of the missing fics as soon as I finish them (will try to keep it before the end of December)

ᴅᴀʏ 1: “Can’t handle the cold?” [childe]

ᴅᴀʏ 2: Gifts Headcanons [multiple characters]

ᴅᴀʏ 3: “Reindeers in Crime” [kazutora]

ᴅᴀʏ 4: Stealing kisses under the mistletoe; scenarios [multiple characters]

ᴅᴀʏ 5: “Six Candles” [gojou]

ᴅᴀʏ 6: Christmas at the Sano; scenarios [multiple characters]

ᴅᴀʏ 7: “The Scent of Clementines” [kaeya & childe]

ᴅᴀʏ 8: “Heat of Christmas Lights” [hq]

ᴅᴀʏ 9: Gifts Headcanons [multiple characters]

ᴅᴀʏ 10: Christmas party fucking [gnshn]

ᴅᴀʏ 11: Winter Date Scenarios; pt.1 [jjk]

ᴅᴀʏ 12: “The Battle of Gingerbread” [tkrv]

ᴅᴀʏ 13: “Purple Cones” [itto]

ᴅᴀʏ 14: “Seven Marshmallows Create a Smile” [hq]

ᴅᴀʏ 15: Christmas party fucking [tkrv]

ᴅᴀʏ 16: Gifts Headcanons [gnshn]

ᴅᴀʏ 17: Winter Date Scenarios; pt.2 [jjk]

ᴅᴀʏ 18: “Whispers Carried in the Snow” [tkrv]

ᴅᴀʏ 19: “Sharing is Caring” [gnshn]

ᴅᴀʏ 20: “Midnight” [kuroo]

ᴅᴀʏ 21: “Silver lace” [tkrv]

ᴅᴀʏ 22: “All I want for Christmas is… peace” [gnshn]

ᴅᴀʏ 23: Gifts Headcanons [multiple characters]

ᴅᴀʏ 24: “Unexpected Guest” [tkrv]

ᴅᴀʏ 25: ʙɪɢ ꜱᴜʀᴘʀɪꜱᴇ!

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“Reindeers in crime” – Kazutora Hanemiya; Advent Calendar Day 3

characters: kazutora x gn!reader

genre & style: fluffy fluff

word count: 1.9k

notes: sorry for posting it so late. my precious beta hasn't proofread it on time and i would have to wait another day to post it, if i wanted to wait for her :(( i'll update this tomorrow, so there will be the correct version. but for now, have a feast with the danger of tons of grammar mistakes (tiny reminder that english's not my first language) i’ve updated it  also, i love the idea of tora being a literal sunshine when he's around pets.

warnings: not proofread (i'm sorry), (one) usage of "guys" towards tora and reader, tiny bonten future spoilers (info about chifuyu and kazutora's work) mention of food, i think this is it

event’s masterlist

“Did he finally leave?” A loud whisper leaves your mouth after the characteristic jingle of the front door reaches your ears. You stick your head from behind the stockroom’s door frame, and your eyes rapidly check the surroundings for a sight of the very well-known black-haired man.

“He’s out,” Kazutora answers you, and you sigh with relief.

“Finally! I thought he’ll never leave!” You jump out of the storage, and immediately start dusting off the fabric of your costume with brisk movements of your palms. “How does it look?” You ask your boyfriend, while biting the inside of your cheek and doing some silly and maybe a bit awkward poses. “Isn’t it too tacky?”

The man eyes you down. You look as if you ran away from a Christmas themed party after you won the contest for the worst costume. Everything seems fine with it, but only at first glance. The more time is spent on looking at your costume, the more things in it don't seem to work together. You’re dressed as a reindeer. Everything’s in a pretty shade of brown and beige, it’s made from a nice soft fur material, it even has details like a little tail sewn on the back of the pants and the shirt has a ribbon with a bell instead of the typical collar. It looks cute. But a bunch of white dots on the back makes it look more like a deer than a reindeer, the antlers are weirdly crooked, and oddly enough everything is sewn together with a pink thread. The fact that the costume also seems to be too tight on your legs but as it goes higher seems to be a size or two too big only makes it worse.

Kazutora squints as he crouches next to you. “I wouldn’t say it’s tacky,” he murmurs, straightening wrinkles on fabric hugging your legs. “It’s funky. Bizarre. But in a good way.” He stands up and his face is right in front of yours. “Stop worrying this pretty face of yours, you look cute. Imma go change too, ‘kay?” You nod, and he snickers. “Let’s get this party started, baby,” a little laugh escapes his mouth as he pinches your cheek.

“Did he finally leave?” A loud whisper leaves your mouth after the characteristic jingle of the front door reaches your ears. You stick your head from behind the stockroom’s door frame, and your eyes rapidly check the surroundings for a sight of the very well-known black-haired man.

“He’s out,” Kazutora answers you, and you sigh with relief.

“Finally! I thought he’ll never leave!” You jump out of the storage, and immediately start dusting off the fabric of your costume with brisk movements of your palms. “How does it look?” You ask your boyfriend, while biting the inside of your cheek and doing some silly and maybe a bit awkward poses. “Isn’t it too tacky?”

The man eyes you down. You look as if you ran away from a Christmas themed party after you won the contest for the worst costume. Everything seems fine with it, but only at first glance. The more time is spent on looking at your costume, the more things in it don't seem to work together. You’re dressed as a reindeer. Everything’s in a pretty shade of brown and beige, it’s made from a nice soft fur material, it even has details like a little tail sewn on the back of the pants and the shirt has a ribbon with a bell instead of the typical collar. It looks cute. But a bunch of white dots on the back makes it look more like a deer than a reindeer, the antlers are weirdly crooked, and oddly enough everything is sewn together with a pink thread. The fact that the costume also seems to be too tight on your legs but as it goes higher seems to be a size or two too big only makes it worse.

Kazutora squints as he crouches next to you. “I wouldn’t say it’s tacky,” he murmurs, straightening wrinkles on fabric hugging your legs. “It’s funky. Bizarre. But in a good way.” He stands up and his face is right in front of yours. “Stop worrying this pretty face of yours, you look cute. Imma go change too, ‘kay?” You nod, and he snickers. “Let’s get this party started, baby,” a little laugh escapes his mouth as he pinches your cheek.

You turn up the radio with pleasant lofi Christmas music and get yourself ready for the upcoming hour, which for sure is going to be intense. Chifuyu left the pet shop a few minutes ago, giving you the perfect opportunity for implementing the secret “reindeerovation shop project” (the name’s in the testing phase, and it’s up to change). This idea has been planned by none other than Kazutora, who one night has decided that the pet shop cannot sell animals at Christmas time without them being the embodiment of the Christmas spirit. So you two bought a giant bag of reindeer pet costumes at a thrift store, and even got matching ones for you two and Chifuyu (who doesn’t know about your plan at all).

“I feel that as soon as I bend down my pants will tear right at the centre of my ass,” the man whines, leaving the stockroom, his hand holding a big sack stuffed with little pets clothes, tiny hats and slightly bigger vests. His costume is very similar to yours, in a deeper shade of brown, and it seems to fit him better than yours. He also attached a clown nose to his face, making himself a Rudolph of the group. “You want to take care of kitties or doggies?”

“Cats seem to like you more,” you say, opening the bag and searching for bigger costumes. “They probably won’t scratch your eyeballs out so you work with them.”

Kazutora chuckles at your words, and joins you in rummaging in the bag. Your hands constantly brush against each other which makes the both of you smile wider. It’s a beautiful time in the year for everyone, especially for young people so deep in love like the two of you. His eyes meet yours, his eyelids half-lidded, black long lashes covering the perfect sandy irises, billions of tiny stars shimmering with nothing else than affection and love for you. He’s so grateful that you’re by his side, so happy to see your face every morning, to spend time with you, enjoying every little moment together. Kazutora’s also delighted by the fact you often agree on his silly ideas, and you help the man accomplish them – proof being your today’s mission.

“You think this’ll be good enough?” Kazutora asks, holding a small black kitten above his head so you can see it from across the shop. The little thing has pretty reindeer antlers put on its head, and a collar with a silver bell attached to it.

“Sure! You took the balls out of the bells so they’re no longer harmful for the pets’ ears?” You ask, while brushing a maltese puppy before putting cute Christmas pins on its fur.

“’Course I did!” The man puckers his lips disgusted by only a thought of you really thinking he’s this stupid. “How many minutes do we have left?”

“Uhhh…” The dog on the table in front of you impatiently chews your thumb asking for your love and attention, nevertheless you ignore this young gentleman, pulling the phone out of the apron pocket, checking the time and the localization your boss is in, which he always shares with the two of you. “Twenty to twenty five I think. He’s still running errands.”

“That’s good. Great even! I still have over half of these little fuckers to dress up!” The last few words he tells are muted, Tora’s face buried in another kitten’s fur, showering it with kisses. “Gosh, I love my job.”

You giggle at his antics. Despite his past, Kazutora’s the most gentle, delicate and beautiful human being you’ve ever known. His soul is fragile, in the shades of white and yellow, colors harmonizing with themselves, merging into each other, creating a harmony. Sometimes he still acts as he was as a teenager, his actions are rapid, driven by fear and jealousy, but a few calming kisses to his temple, your arms wrapped around his quivering figure, thumbs caressing the burning skin, quiet words soothing the pain away, and it all slowly disappears. However, most of the time he’s happy, silly and maybe a bit childish; using the youth he’s never actually had, the one you and Chifuyu offer him now, enjoying every tiniest detail about his new life.

“I love you,” you mutter to yourself, while looking at your boyfriend – a few kittens jump all over him, his whole body acting as their own personal playground. A cute sphynx kitten is currently trying to catch a strand of his hair sticking out of a high ponytail, its tiny claws scraping Tora’s cheek, and two black maine coons play with his bell-earing, while the man tries his best to fasten little brown cape on a white persian kitten.

“Huh? Did you say anything?” He raises his head to look at you, little sphynx finally able to bite onto Kazutora’s black strand, now his new mission to climb onto man’s head.

“Nothing you have to worry about, honey!” Laughing, you finish buttoning up a vest of one of the last dogs. “You should hurry up tho, Fuyu can come back at any second!”

“I mean, I’m almost over with these cute bastards. Needa to dress these and a few more, worry not!” He laughs, grasping the two main coons from his shoulder with his one hand. “Gotcha!” The man kisses each of their heads, and searches for costumes fitting their tiny bodies.

“We still have a few costumes and hats. Maybe we will also dress the bunnies? Oh, oh, and we can put hats on the snakes, and do a photoshoot for the website!” You say excitedly, picking your last three golden retrievers up.

“Maybe Chifuyu will take care of bun-buns? We did most of the work anyway.”

“I don’t think it’ll work,” you mutter, pups jumping all over you, their little tails wagging, as they crave more attention from you. “It was our idea to dress them up, he may not want to participate in it.”

“Participate in what?”

You and Kazutora immediately snap your heads in the direction of a very well-known voice, the fear in your eyes impossible to not notice. Chifuyu’s standing next to the storage’s door, his palm pressed against the cold metal for balance, a few plastic bags on his wrist, the other hand busy with putting the work shoes on. “Why did you enter through the backdoor?” You stutter, eyeing the man down, while trying to put the last costume on a very energetic puppy without looking at it.

“There’s no parking lots in the front of the building.” Chifuyu sighs, scratching the side of his head, as he slowly enters the main area of the shop. “Guys, may I tell you, today's a busy busy day. I would have been earlier, but the traffic! People went crazy before Christmas, a real Christmas fever! But that’s good. We’ll have the best sales records since– what is this?” He blinks confused while pointing at a glass display terrarium with a few kittens in the reindeer costumes.

“They truly got reindeerovated!” Kazutora says, snapping his fingers playfully, visibly proud of himself. “Ya know. Reindeer. Renovation. Reindeerovated!” With each word, his voice has been slowly fading. “Oh, c’mon, that was a good one!”

“What’s on your nose?” The man squints, staring at the clown nose on Tora’s face. “You know what? Forget I even asked. Y/N.” Chifuyu ignores the poor man who has been ready to tell him the whole story, why has he decided for a Rudolph the red nosed reindeer costume, and turns his body towards you. “Did you let him do it? All of it.”

Chifuyu’s face seems emotionless, therefore you are not sure if it’s safe to tell him all the truth. Without a word, you hesitantly lift the puppy from your lap, which has antlers and a Santa hat on. The man only sighs. “Do both of you know I certainly won't add anything to your paycheck for the costs of this, right?”

“It was still worth it!” Kazutora smiles, picking all of the kittens around him to show them off to Fuyu. “Just look at them and tell me they aren’t handsome young gentlemen! Tell me this while looking straight in my eyes, no blinking, no faking it!”

“Y’know these’re females, right?” Chifuyu leaves the plastics on the countertop. “I bought the two of you, you dumbasses, a Christmas dinner. So we can all share it and enjoy it.”

“Food? Awesome!” Tora quickly stands up, and, after putting kittens to their enclosure, approaches the dark-haired man. “But change into your reindeer costume first. We need to match.”

“I don’t have any… Did you seriously buy me my own?” He says bewildered, staring at his friend.

“It’s not our fault, Chifuyu!” You defend yourselves, raising your arms. The boss again turns his face to see you. “They were on sale. Buy three, pay less.” You lie. There’s a shred of untruth heard in your voice, but you are still better at lying than Tora, so it has had to be you who’s told it.

“Uhh… Just because it's the Christmas season, I will put it on. But, don’t even think about doing anything similar on any other holidays. Seriously, what dumbasses… What are we? A whole herd of reindeers?”

And he goes to the stockroom to get changed. You high five quietly with Kazutora. “Mission reindeerovation – accomplished!” He smiles, slipping his slender fingers between yours, and grabbing your hand to press your knuckles against his lips. You’re happy. And Tora is happy. And by the tiny smile on Chifuyu’s face, the both of you know that he’s also happy.