#aki swooning over them

[blushblushbear]

SOOOOOO

Little Japanese lesson (even though I feel like most people know this by this point)

(also disclaimer my Japanese is awful but I know at least this stuff lol)

SO IN JAPANESE, you generally don't tell someone you LOVE them, but rather you LIKE them.

So Daisuki/suki (I like you) is more of a common way of putting it than Aishiteru (I love you).

Japanese is one of those languages where 'I Love You' is actually a REALLY big deal. I've actually heard a Japanese youtuber say it sounds like a death bed confession lol

shout out to romance anime who use this desiccation I LOVE WHEN WE JUMP FROM SUKI TO AISHITERU THAT SHIT IS MY JAM!

so with that being said-- Here's how our Japanese fox spirits would react to marshmallow telling them 'Aishiteru/Aishiteru yo' for the first time ever!

Aki:

You two were just kinda hanging out

Being goofs together

Goofs in love!

you had spent the day together and now you were watching the sunset on a roof top as you snuggled in close

He had said some goofy little joke and you were leaning on his shoulder laughing with that cute laugh of yours that made his heart swoon

He shifted into hopelessly in love mode and gently cupped your cheek in his hand, tilting your face up so he can gaze into your eyes

His expression was so soft and adoring

'I love you, Bunny' he said, meaning it with his whole being

you blushed, smiled and put your hand over his

You nodded and returned his gaze

'Aishiteru yo.'

The cycle of expressions he went through were all subtle but so powerful

a powerless melt at your confession, then a quick back and forth glance into your eyes to make sure you really meant it, followed by the warmest, happiest, most relieved and over joyed smile you'd ever seen from him

'Aishiteru.'

and one of the longest, deepest kisses you two ever shared

just to seal the deal

Haru:

admittedly he a bit drunk when you confessed this to him

not the drunkest you've seen him, but definitely giddy off his drink all the same

it wasn't even the close to one of your more romantic evenings

it was just one of those usual nights with Haru

he had declared he has wanted to celebrate life with you since you hadn't in a while

and threw in some extra justification that he wanted to show off the hottest creature that ever chose to be under his arm (with a little cheek kiss as some sugar on top)

you two had laughed the night away

Haru was a little more affectionate than usual but you could tell it's cause he was in a mood

not The Mood (though he was always in that too, if you were down)

but every now and then, Haru just decided he was just a little extra in love with you tonight

well less decided and more was just over taken with his feelings

he watched you a little bit more wistfully

his love struck gaze and adoring smile lingered a bit more

he didn't try to shake off how much he had just been staring when you returned your attention to him

lots of sweet nothings pouring from his lips all night

except they weren't nothings

it felt less like love bombing and more like something boiling over that he couldn't hold back anymore

you'd be talking to the bar tender and he'd be staring at you so hopelessly in love and you wouldn't even have noticed if not for the fact that he lifted your hand to his lips and had kissed the back of it

he was love drunk and he wasn't hiding an ounce of it that night

you'd be lying if you said you didn't understand or return the affection

so you two wondered into the night together

away from the noise and the lights and the people

his arm slung over you

eventually you passed a grassy field and he used his weight to pull you down onto it with him

he held you close and started kissing you on your cheek and neck but for some reason, it felt like he was doing so with only the purest of intentions

his hands stayed on you but they didn't wander, only held you closer

you chuckled 'someone's affectionate tonight'

'well,' he said, pulling your hand to his lips and giving it another kiss, 'someone's too beautiful tonight for me not to be'

you scoffed, 'flatter.' you accused.

'hmm, true,' he kissed your wrist now, 'you're honestly this beautiful every night. but I guess it just---' he let out a chuckle that sounded almost nervous, looking deep into your eyes with a sudden shyness that took you by surprise, 'I guess it just... got to me tonight...' He pressed the hand he was holding to his cheek and nuzzled into it, hoping to hide from the sudden vulnerability he felt in the warmth of your palm

and then it washed over you

the feeling of affection, of tenderness, of absolute undying love you had for this idiot trying to hand himself in your hands

you gently took his cheek and moved his face so his eyes met yours

with you gaze loving and your smile soft, you uttered the words.

'Aishiteru.'

Haru looked shocked

well and truly

he blinked rapidly as he tried to catch his breathe

'W-wait really?!' he grabbed your shoulders

you nodded, and he shot up bringing you with him

his hands were still on your shoulders, though they felt like they were shaking a bit

he looked a panicked mix of scared and hopeful as he asked again, almost weakly

'Really...??'

You laughed, putting your hand to his cheek again

'Really Haru.'

he nuzzled into your palm again, this time he wore a relieved smile as tears began to roll down his cheeks

His hands shot up to your wrists, holding your hand closer to his cheek

'I--- holy shit, I can't....' he finally opened his eyes to look at you

there were still tears in them and he had never looked more scared and vulnerable and wholeheartedly in love than in this moment

'I love you too--- Aishiteru'

and he kissed your palm, almost in gratitude

Fuyu:

the night was quiet

you and Fuyu sat, snuggled in together, sharing a blanket and each with a cup of tea warm in your hands as you watched the stars twinkle in the sky

the conversation was hushed and intimate though the subject was nothing all that remarkable

Fuyu had pulled a poem about the stars from thin air and you had responded by laughing and snuggling into him

'I love when you do that' you had said dreamily

and as you did so, something overtook him

spurred on by your words, your warmth, the feeling within his heart

he found himself moving without a second thought

he put his hands on your shoulders and pulled your attention towards him

'I love you too' he said, sounding both like a confession and a sudden realization as to how much he meant it

'Aishiteru.'

His gaze was deep and loving as he said this to you. A feeling that came up from deep within him and that he refused to even ATTEMPT to deny

you were taken aback for a moment, but only a moment

before you returned his soft gaze, hands resting on his chest

you nodded as one of your hands slid across his chest and came to rest over his heart

'Aishiteru' you returned

he let out a gasp of relief before his hand moved from your shoulder, up your neck and to the back of your head

he pulled you in and you both melted willingly into each others forms as you shared a kiss, deep and passionate

[madame-fear]

Aemonds twin sister being absolutely in love with Jacaerys and Lucerys. Fawning all over them when they come back to Kings Landing

Ever since you were children, and being Aemond's twin sister, you always quite fancied Rhaenyra's two eldest boys: Jacaerys, and Lucerys Velaryon. The way you stupidly swooned for the two boys whenever they were training or near you was too notorious, though Aemond at that moment couldn't care less whom you crushed on — initially.

After the eye incident, as much as you loved your twin brother, part of you understood the reason why both boys defended themselves against your brother in that way, even though you comforted and stood by your brother's side the entire time. Unfortunately, after that incident, you had to part ways and they moved to Dragonstone.

Years later, when both boys returned to King's Landing with their family, you realised your crush on them had never quite gone. In fact, it had only intensified since you last saw them. Their facial features changed, they were fully grown Princes, ans of course, their charm remained in there with them. You were wholeheartedly swooning for them when they returned to King's Landing and you didn't even bother a second in hiding it. Aemond wasn't as pleased as you to see them, especially because you're fangirling for both bastards.

You didn't doubt either on approaching them, showing kindness, talking to them, and basically trying to give them a warm welcome. Unlike your brothers, you were genuinely sweet and soft more like your older sister Helaena, to which they greatly appreciated you and were delighted to see how much you had grown and matured.

I can definitely see Aemond just silently seething whenever you approach the Velaryon boys and swoon over them whenever they have a gentlemanly action with you kskdledkd and when any of them stare at you for more than 2 seconds? He'll just be sending them death glares. Or even when they just take hold of your hand and politely kiss it while you're absolutely heart eyes for him. His hate for both boys would increase 🗡🗡🗡

Your twin brother would shamelessly make sarcastic remarks about how notoriously in love you are for them, and you literally couldn't care less. In fact, you like teasing him by flirting or even discreetly touch one of the Velaryon boys in front of Aemond.

He won't be happy at all, but he'll keep his disgrace quietly to himself only because he loves his little twin sister and prefers to see you happily in love.

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[honeeslust]

‼️‼️🔞‼️🔞NSFW🔞‼️🔞🔞

Aki | your gamer bf

Today you cried. You cried in your lunch break, you cried in the driveway. And here you sat crying at your desk now. You didn’t tell him about the other two times but but immediately he went to his knee to listen to you express what you were feeling.

He listens to everything you say and kisses you, comforts you and validates your emotions. He tells you how proud of you he is. And then…

He hugs you tight, your head falling just under his chin as you breathe into his chest. You pull away and kiss him with your puffy wet lips, he holds you tighter as he tastes the tears on your mouth. Your sorrows dissipate, making room for desire. You kiss him harder, a little hungrier. He tilts your chin up to him and holds you, deep night sky eyes looking into yours

He reaches behind you and picks up your controller. Handing it to you he says, “bet you can’t beat my score.” You blink lazily still swooning from the kiss.

He plants a kiss to the top of your head and tugs you back to your spot in the chair.

It gets steamy from here, turn away now while you still can. 😉

He settles in front of you on his knees and backs under the desk. He drags the chair closer to him and reaches under your plaited skirt. He tugs your thong down your legs and spreads them open. He cups his hands around your thighs and pulls you to the edge of the chair.

He kisses your thighs and caresses your calves with his warm hands.

“I won’t taste you until you press start.”

You start playing with every intention of beating his score but then —his precision.

—the way he sets such an intricate pace. Dipping his tongue inside you. Curling the tip into you and making you wetter.

You fuck up and take a hit. And you shake your head trying to focus your eyes and you almost manage to do it.

— but then he adds his fingers. He pushes them inside so slowly while his tongue flicks back and forth over your clit.

And that was it. It was cool at first. Your legs went stiff and drool trickled out of your mouth as the icy blast of pleasure rocked throughout you body so hard that you dropped your controller to the floor.

Your stomach dropped and you pussy tensed over and over and over releasing all of your frustration with your creamy slick coating Aki’s hungry tongue.

He comes up from under the chair revealing his pretty pink wet lips still slick from you, he kisses you, letting you taste yourself and to your surprise, when you reach to feel for his surely stiff dick, you find his pants wet with his cum.

You stare at him with dazzling eyes realizing just how much he loved to eat your pussy.

“Oh my God Aki, that’s so fucking sexy.”

😍😉

Let me know what you think. ☺️

[venusvity]

The pink carpet at the “Barbie” premiere in Los Angeles on Sunday night was riddled with self-proclaimed Barbie Girls, but five dolls and their seven Kens got heads turning and the internet talking.

Despite their massive popularity in the States, it's been years since VENUS has had proper US promotions. After their contracts were bought by Flowerbank Entertainment, the girls began making their way back into the western market releasing an English single "Wasabi", performing at Coachella, and now being featured on the Barbie soundtrack alongside rapper Flo Milli with the track "Pink Playhouse."

The group appeared on pink carpet dressed in custom-made iconic dresses from Barbie movies. Dressed as Odette from Barbie Swan Lake, Chloe stunned with platinum blond hair with bleached brows, her dewy makeup giving her an ethereal and unforgettable look. Yoonah stood in the center dressed in an iridescent pink dress, paying homage to Clara of Barbie and The Nutcracker, dawning new blond hair as well. Jiah and Sena caused "The Princess and the Pauper" to trend on Twitter, posing hand in hand in their coordinating dresses and pretty smiles. Jiah dressed in blue as Erika the pauper and Sena as Princess Anneliese. Eldest member Aki was dressed in a long blond wing and purple gown, embodying Barbie Repunzle,

"Did you all dye your hair blond for this?" A Vogue reporter asks the girls, causing them all to giggle amongst each other. "No! Just me!" Chloe would answer, flipping her blond hair playfully before patting her roots to prove that her hair is dyed.

"We're so excited for this film. We're such a Barbie group. Our Jiah has been our Barbie for years now," Yoonah would go on to say, accent dripping from her words as she motions towards Jiah, who smiles at Yoonah and then nods at the camera.

"We're for the girls and Barbie has always been for the girls," Jiah comments as she leans towards the pink microphone.

The highly anticipated premier of VENUS's latest project had fans and fashion enthusiasts buzzing with excitement. However, the VENUS girls weren't the only ones making waves that night, as their brother group DeepDive made a memorable appearance by their side. While DeepDive preferred to stay low-key, allowing VENUS to take the spotlight, their outfits sparked a flurry of discussions across the internet.

Showcased from left to right: Jisung, Blue, Noah, Kiwoo, Woojin, Jacob, and Finn. Fans and fashion lovers alike were divided in their opinions, either loving or hating the ensembles.

Social media was abuzz with tweets expressing their thoughts on the outfits. "Do y'all think Jacob dressed himself?" one fan questioned, igniting a playful debate. Another chimed in, saying, "He's giving off country club Ken vibes. I don't know, but I kinda like it." However, it was Noah and Finn who managed to capture everyone's hearts, earning accolades for their impeccable "kenergy" during interviews and for their gallant acts, such as assisting their VENUS counterparts and even holding their purses.

During an interview, Finn casually remarked, "I'm just here as arm candy," flashing a charming smile. The interviewer couldn't help but laugh at his confident delivery, while the camera caught his shrug, adding to his undeniable charm. "Being a Ken is such an honor," he continued, captivating the audience. "I'm glad to have that title."

When asked about their outfits, Noah took the opportunity to shed some light, asserting, "He dressed everyone," as he pointed to Woojin, who modestly smiled, offering a shy bow and a wave to the camera. Woojin concurred with Noah's statement, gently placing a hand over his heart.

"I like pink. More boys should wear pink," Woojin explained, his radiant smile capable of making anyone weak in the knees. His words resonated with fans, who found his confidence and support for breaking gender norms utterly swoon-worthy.

The premier night was truly a spectacle, with VENUS and DeepDive making a lasting impression. As the discussion about their outfits rages on, one thing remains certain: this collaboration has left an indelible mark on the hearts of fans, and the fashion world will be buzzing about it for days to come.

.ﾟ۪ ♡ ۫  ...     FAVORITE MOMENTS !

a video taken by chloe of aki freaking out after meeting ryan gosling. all the girls are laughing at her as she freaks out against a wall, covering her face. "oh my god, i can't believe he's real." aki groans into her palms, shaking her head dramatically.

a fan taken video of finn holding the tail of sena's dress to help her walk with two different purses on his shoulder. despite being busy, he still smiles and waves to fans, looking like a prince as he does so.

jiah getting caught staring longingly at margot as they pose for a picture together.

jisung and yoonah posing for a picture together. they broke the internet with their visuals <//3

venus x flo milli group photo!! they all looked so happy to be together again, giggling and hugging one another when they reunited.

sena and dua lipa doing the flower challenge for venus' tiktok! sena would go onto say she was so excited to meet dua and still can't believe she knew her song.

a fan taken video of noah going "dude, is that ice spice?" with the most shocked expression on his face when he saw the woman herself. he managed to get a selfie with her that he would later post to his Instagram with the caption: "it's blurry bc i was shaking lol :)"

greta gerwin talking animatedly with jiah. nothing they said could be heard but fans would speculate that greta was trying to recruit her for her next movie. other constellations would make joke fake captions of the video.

yoonah gasping "karol g?!" when being told by a reporter that karol would be on the carpet. the pair would later take a photo together and yoonah would go onto say her dreams came true that night.

deepdive pulling out pink lemonade caprisuns for the whole group. no one knows where they kept them but they had one for all 12 of them.

[jessica-problems]

Can't stop thinking about Chainsaw Man/Utena parallels.

what if you simply swapped the main characters?

(spoilers for both shows obviously)

Utena as Chainsaw Man An orphan girl with a devil for a heart gets a job hunting devils, and comes to realize that maybe being the superheroic Chainsaw Man isn't all it's cracked up to be. She meets a bunch of weird flawed people who don't live up to her fairytale ideals. She grapples with having a masculine, inhuman alter-ego. She struggles to find agency. She and Aki bond over their lofty goals. She has so many funny feelings about powerful women. Eventually, she realizes that being Makima's knight isn't what she wants, and she breaks free to live a normal life free of impossible expectations.

---

Utena in Denji's role would have all sorts of complex gender thoughts about being able to flip a switch and immediately become a superheroic prince. Instead of Denji's "I wanna touch boobs" as a misunderstanding of his desire for intimacy, I think Utena would initially want a harem fanclub of girls swooning over her. She would think of it as a heroic princely thing, but it'd actually just be a gay thing. Also, Quanxi is like the peak form of a female prince, so she probably has to be promoted to an important narrative foil.

I think Utena would actually fall even harder for Makima's manipulation than Denji did, partially because a beautiful woman saying "please be a superhero for me" is exactly what Utena already wants. Makima wouldn't even need to seduce her into it. Also, Denji knew he was attracted to Makima, but just didn't understand why it was a bad idea. Utena doesn't even initially realize her feelings, so she has a whole extra layer of stuff to unpack before she could decide to escape.

Denji Tenjou as The Revolutionary Prince/ss

An orphan boy who was rescued by a prince can't decide if he'd rather be a prince or a princess, so he settles for being a nobody. In the high society of Ohtori Academy, he is an uncouth hooligan. He kicks Saionji in the balls a dozen times instead of challenging him to a duel. Once Denji is wrapped up in the duels for the Rose Bride, he eventually realizes that, despite his desire for human connection, the structure of the duels(and the gender roles they represent) mean that there's no way he can be close to Anthy without hurting her. He realizes that he wants no part in that sort of manhood, and decides the only way to have a genuine connection with his weird roommate, is to become her guard dog and tear apart the power structures that force them both into gender roles. Also, Denji realizes he's probably not a dude.

---

Writing Denji and Anthy as having any romance at all feels like undercutting an important gay icon, but luckily I think it's in character for Denji to have a totally platonic relationship with Anthy. Unfortunately, it's also in character for him to initially, be very excited about the idea of having a girl he can boss around, but I think he would quickly realize how fucked up it is, even if he couldn't express why. I think he'd treat Anthy like a sibling for the most part. Maybe he'd try to hook up with other women on campus, but I think he'd fail catastrophically at it. As the duels go on, he would slowly piece together that basically no one on campus has healthy relationships. He would arrive at the idea that under the current system, any kind of healthy relationship is basially impossible, and decide the only way out is to end the duels for good. Denji would fight so dirty. Even if the duels are still fought with swords, I think Akio ends up getting chainsawed in half somehow.

---

Also I think these are somehow happening at the same time in the same world and somehow they cross over.

[oh-surprise-its-me]

This is absolutely inspired by this post @aki-draws-things tagged me in

A bit of crack, but in all reality very realistic for the idiots.

When Ron came late to pick up Chris he didn’t think much of it. Tom is curled in the passenger seat asleep, Ron will wake him up to see Chris though.

Ron looks out the window to see most of the firefighters outside. Odd but not unusual. He watches and they start spinning around with balls.

Ron smiles to himself. There’s a joke in there somewhere that would make Tom sigh.

He watches as Chris and David complete what looks like an extremely complicated little dance.

They’re suddenly slammed with the rest of the exercise balls Ron can’t help the laugh he lets out. Tom jerks awake. “What the fuck are they doing.”

Ron can’t do anything besides shrug. “No clue but it’s kinda hot.”

Tom stares at him. He thinks maybe he’s loosing it or still dreaming. “I mean you’re not wrong Lucas would love this.” Ron squeezes his leg. “Take a video the recorder is in my bag.”

Ron watches as David spins Chris around. Oh they’re definitely tipsy. Makes sense since they’ve been off call for about three hours. Work ran over, the navy never cares about time schedules when it’s not theirs. David must’ve stayed with Chris. Lucas would’ve gotten them both and taken them home but he must’ve been told to stay and sleep.

Ron quickly reroutes his plan to drop David off.

“Come on let’s get our man.”

Ron smiles over at Tom. Tom who is slightly rumpled in the seat. Tom who’s looking more like Tommy tonight. His hair is flopped over his eyes. Ron can’t help but gently tug a strand before sliding out of the car.

They make their way across the street. No cars to hit them at this time. David gently spins Chris around to see them.

They get a gasp in response, oh their baby is more then tipsy. Tom opens his arms and catches Chris.

“Hello darlings I missed you oh my god I love y’all.” David let’s out a laugh. Tom grins down at Chris. “Hey honey.” Chris practically swoons. Ron laughs. He tosses an arm around David’s shoulders. “Hey man how much strawberry tequila did you two drink?”

David smiles, he waves at the guys sitting around watching them. “We split a bottle with Ryan and Joanna. It was Joanie’s birthday. She wanted everything strawberry.”

“Lord okay you two can drink all of that shit alone it’s nasty.” Chris pokes a finger into Tom’s chest. “Says you baby, that vodka you drink is vile.”

Tom presses a kiss onto Chris’s head “you like it when it’s on my tongue.” Chris smacks a hand over Tom’s mouth “hey! They don’t need to know that!”

David laughs again. He slides into the back seat next to the two of them. “Y’all I already know this shit. I know too much about y’all’s sex life.”

Ron snaps his fingers at David. “Don’t start. I know things about you and Lucas too.” David blushes. “Right never mind. Forget everything.” Chris laughs. “Yeah pretty boy shut it.” “Doll don’t start.”

Ron and Tom make eye contact in the mirror. Tom shakes his head with a smile.

—

Tom takes a shot of vodka when they get back to the house. Chris licks it out of his mouth.

Ron watches as he sips on a spiked cider.

Chris’s hands start going lower. Tom ends up grabbing the bottle. He takes a swig. When he sets the bottle down he looks more relaxed. Ron might not drink but he does enjoy the way his boyfriends get.

Ron watches as they start to slide clothing off each other. Ron can tell it’s not going to go anywhere, they’re too tired, too drunk.

He gently pulls them into the bedroom. They’re both down to just boxers. “Ah no leave those on.”

Chris whines. “But-” “Baby please?”

Ron kisses both of them. “No! We can have all the morning sex you two want but go to bed.”

Tom sighs. He pulls Chris closer. Ron ends up on the other side. Chris pulls Ron close enough that he’s basically laying on top of the two of them. He’s barely touching the bed. “Love y’all.”

Tom smiles. “Love you too. You too Ronnie.”

Ron laughs gently. “Love you both you babies.”

[gumilac]

coming on here to say that ... hello, i'm alive HDHSHHAA i wish i'll be active during the holidays?? :< i'll try!! and since twitter's going down? i figured i can switch back here 👀

e KNEE ways~!! my crush is adorable and he's so sweet i'm gonna sob + we have selfies together and he's like my closest friend and he always has my back 🥹🥹🥹

[lonely-lost-soul]

All Dogs Go to Hell

(Chainsaw Man x Reader) WARNING: CHAINSAW MAN SPOILERS AHEAD

Part 1: New Hire

The air in Makima’s office was constantly suffocating it seemed to settle heavy in the lungs of those who breathed it in. For the room having two giant windows, there were only slivers of light that made its way in through the curtains. The fluorescent lights were always flickering a sickening yellow but they were always contrasted by her smiling face and hypnotic yellow eyes. She leaned on her desk, her head in the palm of her hands. When Makima posed the notion of therapy for the Devils and Hunters alike at Public Safety Kishibe was in disbelief. Not that he’d ever voice it, Makima would pick out the uncertainty in his tone and squash him like a bug. There had to be something more to this idea, when it’s Makima there always was an ulterior motive even if she feigned innocence. Kishibe had no idea what her end game was so he would have to keep a close eye on her and this so-called therapist. 

“You sure about this? The likelihood of the death of the therapist you choose would be practically guaranteed.” 

He shivered when Makima gave him a closed eye smile a dismissive laugh escaping her lips, “You worry too much Kishibe.” She leaned forward hair falling around her face as she leaned back in her chair, “Just leave this all to me.” 

Kishibe certainly didn’t like the sound of that but he kept his lips sealed shut. He hoped whoever this therapist was wouldn’t become a chess piece in Makima’s game, but noticing the redhead’s grin, whoever it was, was already considered Makima’s pawn. 

—

“Why do we have to go pick ‘em up?” Denji groaned hands deeply dug into his pockets kicking the pebbles on the ground with his foot as they walked. Aki took a drag of his cigarette letting out a low sigh, he glanced at the hybrid out of the corner of his eye. Aki wasn’t exactly thrilled about this situation either. He wasn’t sure what Makima was thinking, they didn’t need therapy at Public Safety they needed more Devil Hunters in order to kill the Gun Devil. However, he’d do whatever Makima needed of him, she was, after all, the one who held his heart.  

“Cause Makima said so, now shut your mouth they’ll be here any minute.” Aki grunted flicking his heated ashes over at Denji who growled in response.

“You dickhead-” 

“Um, excuse me?” Denji’s mouth snapped shut turning to face the person who had spoken up, much to Denji’s annoyance neither he nor Aki was considered approachable people. So he was astounded to see that it was a young woman not much older than Aki. She was carrying a briefcase and had big doe eyes, she was dressed in a black pencil skirt that snuggly hugged her hips and a white blouse that emphasized her boobs. Denji’s eyes were fixated on them and how they moved when she shuffled but she seemed focused solely on Aki, “Are you, Aki Hayakawa?” Her voice seemed to float above everyone else’s in the crowd, Denji was transfixed just how long was it till she would utter his name? 

“(Y/n) (L/n), I presume?” Aki nodded holding out his hand, “Pleasure to meet you.” 

That’s who they were meeting? This is who Makima told them to pick up? His jaw hung open lamely, watching as she took Aki’s hand within her own. Aki’s calloused palm practically engulfed her own as a dazzling smile spread across her face. Denji’s heart jumped…

Cute. 

“It’s nice to meet you too Hayakawa-san.” 

“Just Aki is fine.” 

She let out a little giggle, “okay just Aki.” 

Denji almost swooned on the spot.

She’s funny too! 

Aki just clicked his tongue and Denji could tell he was suppressing the urge to roll his eyes, whatever it was his loss “This is Denji. I’m sure Makima briefed you on him.” Finally, the attention was turned toward the chainsaw, he was grinning down at you. He was sure if he had a tail it would be wagging. 

“She has,” her lips curled into a delicate smile, “It’s nice to meet you as well Denji. It will be a pleasure working with you.” 

She was going to work with him?!

Makima really was an angel. 

What did Aki say her job was again? 

“It’ll be great working with you too!” He said rather hurriedly, bobbing his head eagerly “What devil are you contracted with pretty lady?” Denji’s hands twitch at his side wanting nothing more than to wrap his hands around her shoulders. He watched as she tilted her head to the side humming softly, 

“Unfortunately Makima has specifically instructed me not to disclose that information. It technically falls under doctor-patient confidentiality since it’s something that allows me to perform my job correctly.” 

Those were a lot of big words but Denji didn’t care she was pretty and smart, just like Miss Makima!

“Obviously! I should’ve known!” 

Denji heard Aki’s scoff and he glowered at the Devil Hunter. 

“It’s not a problem I’m sure you’ll find out as we continue to work together.” She spoke kindly, Denji almost burst a blood vessel as Aki’s gloved hand brushed against your own trying to take the briefcase from your grip. Denji body-checked him snatching the suitcase from you, he paid no attention as Aki flailed trying to regain his balance. 

“I can carry that for you!”

“Thank you Denji I appreciate the help.” He felt her hand squeeze his arm gently, he made sure to flex his muscles in her hold. Denji face flushed red and he flashed a sharp-toothed grin at her he couldn’t believe she was touching him so willingly. 

“Careful he could give you rabies,” Aki grunted and Denji’s smile turned into a scowl, 

“THAT HAPPENED ONCE! LET IT GO!” Denji felt your hand slip from his arm and he felt himself swallow a rather pathetic whine, this asshole was ruining his chances. “I promise I don’t have rabies anymore! I had to get a shit load of shots in my ass but Miss Makima helped me get all cured up”

“You’re a Devil you didn’t need to do all that you just wanted Makima to touch your ass.” 

“No way! not true!” Denji made crossed his arms in front of his face, it looked like a big ‘X’ as he frantically waved the arms about. He frantically glanced over at the fine-ass girl beside him ready to see the pure disgust on her features but instead, she was giggling. He was shocked, Denji stole a quick glance at Aki seeing that surprise was even on his usually stoic face. 

“Makima wasn’t kidding when she said you all were an eccentric bunch!” Denji didn’t know what ‘eccentric’ meant. All he knew was when women used big words he couldn’t understand it was sexy as fuck. It sent tingles down his spine all the way to his groin and the tips of his toes, “I hope you all will take care of me,” She bowed swiftly hands clasped in front of her both men looked rather startled. Denji glanced at Aki completely at a loss for words, Aki coughed into his fist before stepping forward and bowing back. 

—

Aki Hayakawa wasn’t one for promises. He’s lost too many people in his life to ever feel secure in making promises, especially to doe-eyed girls who seemed too innocent for their own good. But he had to remember Makima hand-picked her and she allegedly had a contract with an extremely strong Devil. Aki was also suspicious about how she was eyeing Denji like there was a hint of familiarity there that neither he nor Denji could place. His tongue swiped across his teeth “You’ll be safe with us at Public Safety, we’ll make sure of it.” Aki didn’t know why he felt compelled to promise her but he did and what’s done is done. She grinned up at him and his heart skipped a beat, for the first time for someone other than Makima, her eyes were the softest (e/c) he’s ever seen. 

“Thank you so much.” She reached out taking his hand within his own once more, showing she was distinctly from two different cultures colliding into an original one of her own. Aki flushed and rubbed the back of his neck, with his other hand. For the first time in his life he hoped he didn’t reek too strongly of cigarette smoke, Aki could distinctly feel Denji’s seething eyes on their interlocked hands and he couldn’t help but give her a gentle squeeze just to further piss him off. Aki practically snarled as Denji got in between the two of them arms draping over both their shoulders, he gave the boy a nasty side-eye which he promptly ignored. 

“So…how exactly do you know Miss Makima?” Denji hummed resting his head against your shoulder, Aki felt Denji nudge her forward so he could walk by her side pushing Aki to the background. Aki’s hands clenched into fists at his sides, he took in a deep breath of air before fishing another cigarette out of his pocket. Denji was definitely not walking in the right direction of Public Safety instead he seemed more content with showing her around the city. Aki’s brow furrowed hoping Makima wouldn’t be too upset by their lateness, she did seem to have a soft spot for the Chainsaw Devil after all. Aki watched as she smiled up at Denji, after all, she never answered him, Aki had just finished placing the cancer stick in his mouth when he heard her response,

“Oh, she’s my sister.” 

The unlit cigarette fell from his mouth onto the damp concrete by his feet.

“She’s what?” Denji took his hands off her like she had bitten him, “You look nothing alike! What about genetics n’ shit!? Isn’t that a thing?” Aki watched Denji cause a scene causing many bystanders to turn their way. She shyly brushed a strand of hair behind her ear, but Aki was too focused on the way pink coated your cheeks in a way he’s never seen Makima’s. 

In comparison you two seemed so…different, you seemed almost more…human. Pain shot briefly through Aki’s skull before he shook the thought away until it was no longer in his head. Her eyes seemed to shift to Aki, going soft, 

“I was adopted, all of our siblings are.” (Y/n) explained pursing her lips slightly, a shy pink still spreading across her cheeks her eyes shifted back to Denji, “She’s always been the favorite.”

“Well, it’s not a surprise why!” Aki flinched as Denji beamed, praising Makima like the good dog he was. Forcing her to listen to the praise of her sister's accomplishments, even now living in her shadow, “Makima’s amazing, she does so much good.” Aki analyzed (y/n)’s reaction with steady eyes. Her genuine smile seemed to turn, eyes dulling slightly, did she not agree with Denji’s blatant praise? He supposed it would make sense, siblings don’t always get along especially when someone was siblings with someone like Makima. “Not that you don’t or anything,” Denji hurriedly added, “you’re like hot as fuck so you must be as good-hearted as Makima!” 

“You’re very sweet Denji but hotness doesn’t always equal goodness.” Her voice cut into his ramblings like a knife into fresh vegetables Denji’s mouth snapped shut as he frowned. Aki didn’t say a word just continued to watch her speak, her voice scarily serious, “That scale is illogical according to many studies. Have you ever heard of implicit bias?” She turned to look at him over her shoulder, and Denji shook his head rather rapidly. “Implicit bias can be difficult to grasp so tell me if you’re still confused okay?” She clapped her hands in front of her face, once more Aki watched Denji nod dumbly, if he had a tail it would be wagging even though he was unhappy with her just moments ago. 

“Yes ma’am!” Denji saluted and Aki could’ve sworn he heard him bark afterward but even that weirdness didn’t deter her from explaining. 

“Implicit bias is a form of bias that occurs automatically and unintentionally, that nevertheless affects judgments, decisions, and behaviors.” She explained while moving her hands, “Do you know what that means?” 

“Yes!” Denji shouted raising his hands in the air, 

“Give me an example!” 

“I can’t! I lied!”

“You’re such a fucking idiot,” Aki grunted and she shot him a dissatisfied look, he didn’t know why that look made him flush but it did. 

“It’s okay, remember what I said earlier about attractiveness not always equaling goodness? That’s a perfect example of implicit biases, they’re dangerous because they can then slip into stereotyping different cultures or groups of people.” 

Aki watched Denji blink a few times, “so…” Denji started, “what you’re sayin’ is I shouldn’t blindly trust all hot women?” 

“Exactly! Good job Denji! I’m so proud of you!” 

Aki watched red spread across Denji’s face all the way up to the very tips of his ears. His pupils dilated going fuzzy and soft, Aki made a revolted face knowing the thoughts Denji was thinking were anything but pure. You would have your hand's full playing therapist with Denji that’s for sure, at least he didn’t have to work with you. 

—

When they arrived back at Public Safety you almost laughed at the face Aki made when Makima handed him his therapy schedule. Denji was still clinging to you like a spider monkey looking between you and Makima like he was trying to figure out how the two of you fit together in a family system while you both looked and acted nothing alike. 

“Makima I really insist.” Aki stressed as he tried to shove the paper back toward Makima, “I don’t need a therapist. No disrespect to your profession, I’m sure you do your job exceptionally well.” 

“None taken.”  

You knew from your studies that if people didn’t want help, they won’t be receptive to it. That didn’t mean you’d give up on Aki, but he would definitely need to warm up to the idea of you being here. You watched as your sister smiled over at the man spreading her hands across the front of her desk as she moved to lean upon it. “Aki have I ever not done right by you?” You watched the black hair man tense and shake his head. “Then trust me and trust (y/n) she won’t have you do anything you don’t want to do,” Makima hummed holding out a gentle hand in your direction. “Plus you need it after Himeno’s passing.”

“Makima if Aki doesn’t want to participate you shouldn’t make him. He should come on his own, I’m here to provide reprieve and assistance only to those who want it.” You interrupted before she could share more of Aki’s personal business in front of others. The air in the office grew cold, and you felt a hard tug in your chest. Neither of the men seemed to notice but you shot a look at your sister who was only smiling tersely, the tether snapped immediately as you opened your mouth to speak once more, “But even so if you deem it mandatory then he has to at least show up for our sessions and I’ll do my duty to work with him.” The look on Aki’s face was almost comical, the way his nose scrunched in displeasure lines of frustration appearing on his face, but he only nodded in Makima’s direction. 

“I’m glad you changed your mind,” Makima smiled “This will be a good thing have faith in me.”

“I always do.” Aki rushed to speak up soft pink warming on his pale cheeks, you hummed in curiosity. 

“Good. I trust you’ll give these to Power as well. Denji I’m trusting you with your own copy. Don’t lose it.” 

“Yes ma’am!” 

“Good boy.” She beamed cat-like eyes lighting up in delight, it seemed it was now Denji’s turn to flush he was much more noticeable. 

‘Responds well to praise no matter how degrading.’ You mentally commented, he needed better coping skills we will need to dig deeper into that-

“Since I’m so good can I touch your boobs?” 

You weren’t one to be caught off guard, not when your job is to work alongside humans and Devils through counsel. But hearing Denji ask that so blatantly had you flushing red and blinking rapidly, no one seemed to notice but Aki, “It’s a normal occurrence don’t worry about it. Makima doesn’t mind.” You looked up at him pursing your lips, you brought your voice to a whisper as Makima giggled responding to the question. 

“Aki it doesn’t matter if it’s ‘normal’ or not. That’s abnormal coping behavior that Makima is encouraging.” You frowned cheeks still red, “there is no such thing as a consensual workplace relationship. Most of the time it’s an incredibly toxic environment, especially when someone in power, like Makima, talks to someone easily manipulated like Denji. There should be no sexual rewards period.” Aki looked at you like a deer in headlights, “It’s just what Denji responds well to.” He tilted his head reaching out to place a hand on your shoulder, “but I guess that’s why you’re here huh? To work with us and help us find those better mechanisms.” He glanced down at you and you felt yourself get swallowed by those eyes, 

‘What did you just say about Denji’s behvaior?’ The superego part of you brian scolded, while the id filled your thoughts with Aki’s eyes in other less-than-innocent situations. You willed yourself not to flush, 

‘You’re only human.’ The id purred,

‘Admiring him will never hurt anyone,’ Your ego served to remind you, settling your nerves.

“You’re right,” You smiled shyly back “Thank you, Aki.” He seemed to blink in surprise at your genuineness, “I promise I won’t let any of you down!” Your smile turned more honest grasping at his hand and pulling them to your chest, Aki’s cheeks turned a dark shade of red. 

“Alright, alright…I believe you. Calm down…” 

“(Y/n).” Makima’s voice lacerated through the air like a butcher with a machete, you stood straight looking at your sister dead in the eyes. “Your office will be here at Public Safety in room 210A, I was going to have your room here as well but the more I thought about it the more I realized having you down there with all those Devil’s might not be ideal for my sweet sister.” 

“She can live with us!” Denji’s hand shot up into the air wiggling his fingers, “We have another bedroom!” 

“Don’t just invite people to live with us!” Aki snapped striking Denji on the top of his head with his fist, “Plus that extra room is my bedroom, you bastard!” “Don’t worry Aki I know your home is full.” Makima sighed softly “I’ve set her up with Kobeni for the time being until we can come up with another solution or another space opens up.” Denji grumbled about this being totally unfair and that you and Power should switch places because you actually had a nice rack on you, you weren’t insulted by the comment but it was something you would work with him on. “In the meantime…tomorrow Denji you will take (Y/n) to meet Power and then officially start your training with Kishibe. She will be there to observe how it goes, and grasp a better understanding of what it’s like here. Aki make sure you get them here on time.”

“Yes ma’am.” 

“Good,” Makima smiled, “Aki, Denji you’re dismissed. (Y/n) we need to discuss a little bit more of your job here.” 

“Sounds good.”

“It was nice meeting you! See you tomorrow!” Denji chirped brightly, “Make sure you root for me and not Power!” 

“Will do!” You tossed your head back with a slight giggle, “Sleep well Denji you too Aki! Have very pleasant dreams.”

“I will! And they’ll be of you!” 

“Shut up already you pervert.” Aki snapped shoving Denji through the door, as soon as they left you heard the distinct sound of a lock clicking behind them. You turned around facing Makima a frown on your features she sat down on her desk, legs crossing over one another other foot bouncing in the air. 

“So what’s your plan here?” You asked head held high in the air, “You’ve got quite the business going on here. Killing rouge Devil’s what’s your aim?” Makima said nothing in response only tilting her head to the side, 

“Tell me sister what you think the Conquest Devil wants?” 

“They’re barely adults.” 

“And what do you know about human aging?” 

“Makima.” You hissed, “What are you getting at? The stink of pain and death permeates this place; coating it like a blanket.” It was the first time Makima’s moldable smile fell off her features nose scrunching up unpleasantly. 

“Of course, you’d notice that.” 

“I am Death.” You stalked towards her standing in between her legs, her hands found your waist resting them there. Pale fingers drumming against your hip bones in a way she used to do growing up, “I’m not afraid of you,” 

“Ah yes, the glorious Death Devil who does not fear anyone or anything. Except that, for some reason, she feels the need to masquerade herself as a human.” 

“Takes one to know one.” You scoffed, “running an organization slaughtering rouge Devils while being one themselves.” Makima tilted her head to the side red hair framing her face in a way that always has men swooning. 

“You’re working for me now so what does that make you?” 

“One of the good ones. I’m helping people.” 

“Well see if that continues here,” Makima stated bluntly, “We lose many people and I know how attached you can get.” You tossed your head back and laughed pulling away from Makima grabbing your briefcase, 

“I’m empathetic what can I say, every life matters.” 

“Not every life.” 

“That’s where we differ sister, while I’m here I will be saving everyone I can.” 

“Is that a challenge?” 

“You know as well as I do as soon as you summoned me here you had a plan already in motion.” 

“That’s why you’re my favorite.” 

“It’s why you’re my least.” You kissed your teeth, watching as Makima only smiled wider at your response. Makima soon laughed and you were left smiling at one another, pure malice rippling just under the surface of those smiles. Darkness began to surround Makima licking at her cheeks while the light in the room created a bright halo above your head. A knock on the office store made the dark shapes snap back behind Makima and the lock clicked open.

“Enter."

[aiiwa]

DRUNK DIAL — BOKUTO, IWAIZUMI, KYOUTANI, TSUKISHIMA.

— bokuto koutarou, iwaizumi hajime, kyoutani kentarou, tsukishima kei x f!reader.

— request by @haikyuu-appreciation-club : i was wondering if i could request for how kyotani, tsukishima, & iwaizumi would react to you drunk calling them from a bar or something & just sputtering nonsense?? this can be platonic or romantic idm.

genre: fluff, crack, chaos.

warnings: cursing, suggestive themes, intoxicated reader, mentions of vomit (please let me know if i missed anything). not proof read sorry hehe.

word count: 3.k.

— a/n: added bokuto just for you hehe, thank you for requesting nene! this was so fun n cute to write.

edit my dumbass forgot to tag n thank my bebes @jeanbeaux n @asahiswrld for beta’ing for me 🥺🥺🥺💖

BOKUTO KOUTAROU.

freshly showered on the night before his match, a shirtless bokuto spread himself over the silken quilt of his bed for the night. tucking his arms behind his head, flexing his muscles and crossing his right ankle over the left - he lay jittery in the hotel room he was sharing with hinata, waiting excitedly for your call.

tonight was fukurodani academy’s high school reunion, and bokuto was stuck in another city - unable to attend the event with his very own high school sweetheart, or his buddies.

you’d already sent him multiple pictures, as requested by him, of your outfit for the reunion tonight; a pretty dress fitted in all the right places that cinched at your waist and accentuated the delicious curve of your ass. bokuto was even sent a teasing sneak peak of the matching lace garments you had on underneath, and he was absolutely devastated at how he couldn’t even touch you when you looked so damn amazing.

the shrill ringtone of your incoming call pulled bokuto out of his thoughts with an eager yelp, as he smashed his thumb against his phone screen to accept your call.

“hey, baby.”

on the other side of the room, laying on his own bed, is hinata who almost keels over at the seductive lilt bokuto’s suddenly adopted. it’s almost an octave lower and sounds nothing like him.

“huuuulloooo?!” hearing your voice has your boyfriend already swooning, eyes drooping low as a soft smile pulls at his lips. he’s yet to notice the slurring of your speech, courtesy of pregaming a bit too hard with konoha and washio.

“baby, baby, baby!” he cheers. “how’s your night going?”

“hullooo? who is this?”

bokuto giggles, thinking you’re just playing around with him. “me, of course, silly!”

“me? i dunno someone called me.” his smile drops. “‘nd don’t call me baby either, mister!”

“but baby-“

“-‘m not your baby, ‘m kou’s baby...where is he?”

“i am kou!”

“no, ya not! kouuuu! kou, where are you? did me kidnap you?!”

bokuto prepares himself to argue that he is your kou, and that he wasn’t kidnapped at all. but hinata is quick to interject as you still call out for your supposedly missing boyfriend.

“bokuto-san.” the younger male whisper-shouts to his teammate. “i think y/n-san is drunk.”

bokuto’s mouth drops open in surprise, thick eyebrows raised. “really?” he whisper-yells back, looking down at his phone and putting the call on speaker.

the two volleyball players listen as you drunkenly ramble to someone in the background.

“oi, aki! me kidnapped kou!”

they could faintly hear konoha’s reply. “what? y/n, we said to order some food, not call bokuto!”

“but...i miss my kou.”

“and i miss food being in my stomach.” washio grumbled.

“shut up!” a thwack could be heard, the sound of you slapping an arm, followed by washio’s choice of curses. hinata couldn’t help but snort at him calling you a gremlin. “i don’t care, jus’ want my kou.”

bokuto glances at his teammate, the sound of your sniffles bringing tears of adoration to swell in your boyfriends’s golden eyes at the knowledge you think of him even at times like this. you were just the sweetest thing to him, so cute when you were sober but even more precious when you were drunk out of your mind.

“baby.” bokuto coos into the phone, sounding just like his usual self.

“kou!” you exclaim, as if all your worries had disappeared.

“i’m here, baby. you okay?”

“‘m okay now.” you hum in response.

“how much have you had to drink?”

there’s a commotion in the background of the call, the boys calling you over, and the rustling of the phone to your chest as you chase after them.

“uh...not much at all, kou-“ a lie. “hey! wait up for me!”

a furrow creases between his brows. “something wrong, baby? what’s happening?”

you’re out of breath now, huffing and puffing, almost oblivious to the ominous sounds in the background behind you. “ya...jus’ wanted to call ‘nd say i miss you, ‘nd that i...love you.” your giggling is close to lulling bokuto into a loved-up trance, but the heaving sounds almost right next to you are distracting.

“what’s going on, baby? tell me.” bokuto repeats.

“oh no.” the change in your tone had bokuto sitting right up. “‘kaashi threw up on my shoes-”

oh no, indeed. the last thing bokuto heard before the line cuts off, was your wretches as you joined akaashi, notorious for your weak stomach, while washio and konoha were sent into panic. it takes a second for everything to process before bokuto stands up in a haste.

“hinata-“ when he turns to face his teammate. “i have to go to her.”

“we’re ten hours away and not even in the same city as her right now.” hinata tries to reason. “you’d have to catch a flight-

“i know. but i would sprint there for her if i had to, so are you coming or not?”

the tangerine man signed, reaching for his phone. “i’ll uber with you there then.”

IWAIZUMI HAJIME.

after being together for such a long time, iwa knew exactly what type of drunk you were. and when your best friend’s birthday started rolling around, he was already mentally preparing himself for the long night ahead.

as usual, it was a strictly girls only night out, something he had no opposing opinions about. though he would miss having you snuggling up to him in the evening as you always did, he didn’t mind the idea of having a few hours to himself after a long day at work. so like the amazing fiancé he is, he drops you off to the bar with a sweet kiss and a loving squeeze or few, and promises to pick you up whenever you were ready.

he just didn’t expect to receive the phone call barely two hours into your night.

having just eased himself into the comfort of your shared california king bed; iwa had funnily enough almost thrown the television remote from his hand when his phone’s ringtone blared beside him. as he swiped across the screen to answer your call, he could hear the loud music and lively chattering in the background, before he had even brought the phone to his ear.

“hello?” he answered normally, calling out your name louder when he received no response from you. “y/n? you there?”

“oh!” he heard your sweet laugh, the one saved for your ditzy moments. he had no doubt that you probably forgotten you had dialled his number. “what you doin’?”

“i’m in bed, what are you-“

“-where you at?”

iwa thought nothing of the way you sung your responses to him, continuing to respond to you. “at home?”

“oh, you got plans?”

“y/n, you’re the one with plans-“

“-don’t say that.”

“what?”

“i’m sipping wine, in a robe.”

he had no doubt about that. in fact, iwa could almost imagine you, sitting with your friends, wine glass in your dainty hand with a sheen of your cherry gloss around the edge. thinking about how giggly you’d be, having fun, made the pang of missing you make itself even more obvious. especially when he started to think about your outfit, how much of your warm, soft skin was exposed in that little robe-

robe? iwa felt his thought process become a series of scribbles; until everything started to piece itself together.

the biggest thing with you when you got drunk, was that you loved to sing. surprisingly holding a tune better than your sober self.

“i look too good, to be alone.”

iwa felt the corners of his mouth tugging upwards, convinced he could almost hear the pout in your seductive tune. what was he ever supposed to do with you?

“i don’t doubt that at all, princess.”

you continued to sing to your heart’s content, while iwa silently dragged himself out of bed, offering you small replies and hums as if you were having a normal conversation. slipping on a shirt and grabbing one of your favourite hoodies of his, he started to make his way out your apartment just as you reached the chorus.

“i’ma leave the door open, i’ma leave the door open!”

cringing slightly at how you practically yelled into your cellphone, having a complete disregard of volume control, iwa made sure to double lock the front door before jogging to his truck.

“that you feel the way i feel, and that you want me like i want you tonight, baby-“ taking a deep breath, you softly sang, “tell me that you’re coming through~”

suddenly it was hot for iwa, feeling his cheeks heat up as a warm, fuzzy feeling settled in his wide chest.

“hajime? babe, are you still there?”

“i am.” he confirmed, running his fingers through his hair before fumbling around with his keys.

“well…are you coming through?”

the attitude shift had your boyfriend rolling his eyes, chuckling lowly. starting his truck with a rumble, he can hear the familiar and troublesome beat of the next song in the background of the call.

“yeah, yeah, i’m coming through to pick you up, brat.”

your giggles are cut short when you suddenly recognise that horse girl’s music playing. iwa could never remember her name right. mandy? melissa? no, no…megan! megan thee stallion.

“oh my god- THIS IS MY SONG! REAL HOT GIRL SHIT!”

yeah, iwaizumi was definitely on his way. and funnily enough, he kept you on speaker the whole drive back to you.

KYOUTANI KENTAROU.

the relationship between you and the infamous kyoutani kentarou was, of course, complicated. in fact, you weren’t even sure if you could call what the two of you shared a relationship.

you were neighbours, yes, friends too. but the past couple of months, the boundary line between friends had lovers had blurred over time and company spent with each other. what started as you offering to fill his stomach with a warm meal each night, led to him filling your own tummy and warming your bed afterwards.

things were good, chill and still very much confusing.

the idea of becoming official had been floating in your mind for a while now. it was hard not to, when you and kyoutani relied on each other.

despite that, it was friday night, the city calling the two of you to separate paths with the promise to return back to each other. while you were off clubbing alongside some study mates, kyoutani had run off to his friend’s apartment, a little get together with his mates.

around two in the morning is when your name flashed across his bright screen. rolling his eyes at the boys’ hoots, he slips outside on to the balcony; answering your call with a smirk and cigarette lit between his lips.

“yo.”

taking a heavy puff, he almost chokes once he hears your sniffles on the other side of the line.

“ken?” you whimper.

there’s only two times you dare to call him ken - the first when you’re writhing underneath him and the second when something goes wrong. so you can’t exactly blame him for the fit of panic that settles in his gut hearing the nickname.

“pretty girl? what’s the matter?”

his simple question had released the beast of your tears, a nonsensical tale sputtered between your sobs, had kyoutani’s slightly intoxicated mind swirling.

“well we got ‘ere ‘nd then- oh m’…but then i wen’ t’dance but i swear i had it wit’ me- no, no maybe it wa’ when-“ you barely took a breath in and he wasn’t understanding a thing you were mumbling.

“y/n…”

“but - sniff - i jus’ can’t believe it ken! i jus’ can’t-! ‘nd ev’ryone’s been so useless y’know? even this-“

“y/n!” yelling your name is the only thing that shuts your blabbers, and he feels half-bad listening to your sniffling.

“…k-ken?”

“tell me what’s wrong, so i can fix it, pretty girl.”

you take a deep breath, aiming to stable your speech. “m’ phone, ken…”

“what happened to your phone?”

“i…i…” the absolute distraught in your wobbly voice has him on edge. “i lost it!”

silence. complete and utter silence envelopes the call. kyoutani’s large frame is frozen in disbelief as your words replays in his head over and over again.

“you lost your phone?” he parrots.

“yes!” you cheer, sighing in the relief that someone finally understands you.

“the same phone…that you’re calling me from?”

“uh huh.”

“are you serious?”

“yes! i am! it’s very traumatisin’, ken! i dunno where it is…’nd- ‘nd…”

“pretty girl.” kyoutani groans, putting out his cigarette. “you’re the smartest woman i know, but such a dummy once you start drinking.”

“oh…hehe, thank you, ken.”

he shakes his head. “you still at that same place?”

“yeah…”

“i’ll uber to you then, yeah?” at your content hum, kyoutani can’t help but tease you a bit. “fuck, pretty girl, if you wanted me to come fuck your brains out all you had to do was ask, not get wasted.”

“o-oh.” your cute little gasp it was urges him to push himself out the door, tapping away for an uber. but it’s what you say after that really has him in a rush to get to you. “you’ll still help me find my phone, right, ken?”

“just stay on the call with me, dummy.”

TSUKISHIMA KEI.

tsukishima had no idea what kind of game you were playing at.

you and him were project partners, freshly friends if you may. spending months together, working on the long-term assignment of your shared college course; had meant the two of you bonding over the long days and even longer nights. even if tsukishima was hesitant, he still begrudgingly admitted to being happy having you as his partner - and friend, of course.

after the project was completed, receiving an excellent grade on you and tsukishima’s hard work had convinced you that there was a need to celebrate.

the tall male had laughed when you invited him to one of those chaotic frat parties, the one being held tonight at this very hour. he had nodded along with a roll of his eyes, thinking you were joking around; his scoff hidden by your excited cheer.

but when the night rolled in and he received a series of texts from you asking where he was, tsukishima started to get antsy. surely you knew he was joking around?

his answer came while he was lazing about, listening to music, when your call interrupted.

“tsukki, you’re late!” you shout before he can answer. the music in the background is louder than his own headphones.

“i’m late?” he replies calmly.

“yeah! remember? i asked if you wanted to come to the party with me?” suddenly you seemed unsure. “i’ve been waiting an hour…so?”

“oh that.” tsukishima hummed. “i thought you were joking.”

“what?! why would i- ah shit.” he could hear you stumbling around, mumbling an apology to someone as the music started to fade away. “but i wanted to see your face tonight.”

“are you drunk?”

“no…”

tsukishima could only imagine the pout pulling on your pretty mouth. ignoring the slight guilt, he couldn’t help but tease you a bit.

“you wanted to see my face, hm? the y/n i know could never say that to me sober.”

“okay, fine! i drank a bit so what?”

“so what?” he repeated, copying the same tone you used.

“huh?”

“huh?”

“oi, are you mimicking me?!”

“oi, are you mimicking me?”

“stop that, tsukki!”

“stop that, tsukki~” he had to admit, hearing you huff and puff was amusing all on its own. maybe he should have gone to that damn party.

though tsukishima could admit to enjoying your company, he would never admit to the attraction he had for you. it creeped up on him and washed over, dousing him in feelings he never expected. it’s the main reason he took your invite as a joke - took himself as a joke because why would you ever want to be with him at a party.

“it’s not funny anymore…”

“it’s not funny anymore.”

“you know what? fine! we can play this game.” his golden eyes widened at the finality in your voice. “i’m so handsome!” you exclaimed.

“pfft.” he struggled to hold his laugh in.

“what? why aren’t you copying me huh? it’s the troof, you know!”

“the troof?”

“you know what i mean!”

“sorry doll.” tsukishima hummed. “don’t have a clue.”

“well…hic-” suddenly you’d acquired the hiccups. “you’re handsome, and smart - hic - such a fucking smart ass too-“

“hey-“

“-and you’re so funny, you make my tummy jiggle…i mean you make me - hic - giggle! ugh…kei?”

his breath hitched as you called him by his first name, something new. something better than just tsukki.

“y-yeah?” he could punch himself for stuttering like that. except you already beat him to it with your words.

“i like you.” you breathed out, a weight lifting off your shoulders. “kei, i like you so much. do you hear me?”

tsukkshima’s heart felt as though it was begging to beat out of his chest. you had him completely choked up, lost on what to say; but so deep in his feelings. he felt happy, truly and utterly happy. until he remembered you were drunk.

“y/n, you’re drunk.”

“kei - hic - i really like you. i’ll keep saying it until you say it back.”

“y/n-“

“-i like you~”

“stop this-“

“i. like. tsukishima. kei.”

“oi! i…”

“mhm?”

“i like you too.”

“holy fuck, you do?!”

kei felt his face heat up, and without looking in the mirror he knew he would be sporting a deep blush right now. you were insane, but that’s what he liked about you.

“yeah, i do.” he promised, overcome with the need to see you right now. “hey, tell me where that stupid party is again. i have something i need to ask you face to face.”

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Love Festival

Kirishima Eijiro x F!OC

Summary: Being Fatgums adopted daughter can be challenging, especially when it comes to meeting his new interns while also having to keep watch over Eri.

Quirk: Ram

Quirk fact: Bring able to run, jump and react like a Ram, the user is able to also headbutt and cause great damage with their strength and horns. They also can digest anything like a Ram. Also has a fluffy wool tail, and a wool band around both wrists. Her legs from the waist down are ram legs, so she looks more like a Mythical Fawn.

Warnings: Fluff, cursing, enjoy!!

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"Oh hey Eraser Head! What's going on?" Fatgum answered his phone while sitting at his desk in his office at Fatgum Agency. "Fatgum, Midoriya and Togata have requested for Eri to be present at our School Festival, seeing as how Eri has bonded with Aki, do you think she'd be willing to join her on that day?" Aizawa questioned, standing outside Eri's hospital room where the young girl was currently having her lunch.

Fatgum pondered for a moment,"Well I don't see why she couldn't. I guess she could use a break too, between her assignments and being with Eri at the hospital, I'm sure she'd love it!" "Alright, I'll be sure to let the class know so they don't freak out. Speaking of, only Amajiki and the others in the Big Three have met Aki right? She was away on another assignment when Work Studies happened," Aizawa knew his students would probably freak out when seeing Eri's caregiver and friend, who was the same age as them but on a whole other level.

"You're correct, so Kirishima hasn't met her. It'll be fine though, I have full confidence that everything will be fine," Fatgum smiled into the phone, nonchalant about anything going on. "Alright, we'll discuss details later then," with that the two hung up.

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"Oh hey Togata!" Midoriya called out to Togata, waving him over from where Togata was hiding behind the bush. Togata narrowed his eyes, realizing he'd been found out before he can surprise them.

The dance team looked on in surprise as Togata stuck his bottom out from the bush, Eri standing beside him looking surprised as well, "Hey guys! I brought a PEACH for ya,"

"Eri!" Midoroya called out as he, Uraraka and Tsuyu ran up to greet them. "That dress looks so cute," Tsuyu commented, "You are precious!" Uraraka gushing in fondness. The girls couldn't help the big smiles on their faces.

"Midoriya, I finally got permission from the Principle," Togata climbed out of the bush and began brushing off his pants as Aizawa spoke, "in order for her to not get stressed, we're allowing her to roam around today before the Festival, also there's someone you all need to meet as well,"

The other dance team members came forward to introduce themselves to the young girl. "Well hello there, you must be Eri, I'm Iida, nice to meet you," "Wassup I'm Mineta, man you're gonna be a looker when you're older huh~" Mineta smirked, but the young girl hid behind Togata, "I want Aki,"

The name had taken them by surprise, "Aki? Whose that?" Midoriya questioned, confusion written on the Work Study kids faces. "Oh right, you haven't met her yet. Aki is Eri's caregiver, well when she's not on Assignments for Fatgum," Togata explained, "Eri can be a little shy around new people, but her and Aki get along very well,"

"Its perfectly alright to be shy," Iida commented, softening his voice to not scare Eri further. "Let's start the tour! Aki should be here soon, so I wanna show her as much of the school as I can so she can see what we do here, you wanna come along too Midoriya?" Togata extended the offer, knowing that since Aki isn't here, Eri might be calm with Midoriya around too. "You bet!" "Hey Dance Team! New idea!" Kirishima's voice broke out, before realizing Eri was there.

"Oh hey Eri! Wait, we've never been officially introduced," Kirishima crouched down to meet Eri's gaze when another voice broke out.

"I'm so sorry I'm late, someone decided to rob a gas station on the way over and I couldn't just leave the situation," it was a soft, silky voice that came from behind Aizawa. The students all turned their attention to see a young dark skinned girl about their age.

Her hair was a dark auburn red that came to below her shoulder blades, soft waves accentuating her purple eyes that seemed to have a swirl of white in them but were framed with thin gold wired glasses. Freckles dawned her nose and cheeks that were flushed with red, giving her an innocent look. What caught their attention the most was the Ram horns that protuded from her head, her legs being Ran legs with red fur like her hair but black hooves. Her outfit consisted of a off the shoulder wool dress she seemed to be wearing that came to stop at her upper thighs, a bell was wrapped around her neck and jingled everytime she moved, of course it also brought attention to her chest that was framed by the wool.

Some of the boys blushed, and Kirishima found himself entranced by her. "Aki!" Eri exclaimed, walking over to the girl who crouched down to her height, "I missed you!" Eri reached her arms out to her, Aki smiling and welcoming the girl into her arms, "I missed you too," giving Eri a nuzzle as the girls closed their eyes and embraced eachother.

"So you're Aki! It's a pleasure to meet you!" Midoroiya smiled, the class seemingly broken from the momentary shock. "The pleasure is all mine! Thank you for what you did for Eri, I would've been on the assignment too if Papa hadn't sent me on a different one," Aki greeted, before realizing she needed to properly introduce herself.

Standing up, Eri still in her arms as she bowed, "I'm sorry! My name is Toyomitsu Aki, it's so nice to meet you all, please call me Aki!" Straightening up, Eri wrapped her arms around Aki as rested her head on Aki's shoulder.

"Wait, Toyomitsu? Why does that sound familiar?" Kirishima wondered aloud, rubbing his head as if it would bring the answer to him. "WAIT I KNOW YOU!" Midoriya yelled out, eyes growing wide as he pointed toward Aki,"YOU'RE RAM-RAM, THE YOUNGEST PERSON TO EVER BECOME A HERO, YOU'RE ALSO FATGUMS DAUGHTER!" Now the students outside all yelled in shock, "WHAT!?"

"Oops, guess the cats out of the bag," Togata laughed, Aizawa just shaking his head in embarrassment from his students. "WAIT, you're really Fatgum's daughter!? Why didn't I know this!" Kirishima cried out, his head a mess knowing the girl he found cute was actually his Mentors daughter.

"Yeah, Papa adopted me when I was a baby, I hope this doesn't affect us becoming friends?" Aki smiled nervously, her small tail twitching in anticipation. "No way! That's so cool, let's take a break everyone, it's tea time!" Mina chimed in, hoping to calm everyone down from the excitement, "There will be more time to explain later, get on with the tour, we don't have time to waste," Aizawa called out, Togata and Aki nodding as Midoriya went to go change his clothes really quick.

"So if you're Fatgums daughter, you must know Amajiki right?" Kirishima questioned, trying to push through his nerves in front of the pretty Ram girl. He was determined to get to know his Mentors daughter. "Definitely! Tama-Kun is so nice, I love going on assignments with him, especially when he shares his food with me like Papa," Aki gushed, her red cheeks getting even darker with excitement, a closed eye smile making Kirishimas cheeks match hers in color. "My name is Kirishima Eijiro, my hero name is Red Riot, I'm actually a new intern at your father's agency for my Work Study," He introduced himself, holding out a hand in greeting.

Aki's jaw dropped and sparkles seemed to erupt from no where, "NO WAY! Papa has told me all about Red Riot, your name is a play off of Crimson Riot right!? I love that, he's such an amazing Hero!" Aki rambled, Kirishima feeling himself fall even harder.

Togata chuckled and took Eri from Aki, who was so engrossed in her conversation she didn't even seem to notice the weight lifted from her arms. Eri looked between the two red heads and noticed that Aki looks so happy, like when she finds a good object to chew on, then again anything was good to chew on for Aki.

"Totally manly right! Hey, are you gonna be here for our School Festival? It'll be totally killer, we're putting on a performance!" "Of course, I'll be chapperoning Eri that day so we won't miss it," The two had seemed to have fallen into their own little world, the other students just watching in amazement.

"I don't think I've seen Kirishima this excited before," Tsuyu commented, Uraraka and Mina nodding in agreement. "Oh jeez, he's got it bad," Ojiro laughed, Mineta seething from the mouth that he didn't get to touch the pretty animal girl. "He's got what?" Shoji asked, looking to Ojiro for answers, although Hagakure answered instead, "Kirishima is totally falling for Aki! What better romance is that!? An employee and the Bosses daughter? It's so forbidden but romantic!" Hagakure couldn't contain her excitement and started to swoon, Mina grabbing her shoulders as she tries to balance her friend.

"Hey Aki! Let's get this show on the road!" Togata called out, waving his arm to grab her attention. "Oh, coming MiMi-Kun! I guess I should go, we'll talk again soon, right?" Aki questioned, taking Kirishimas hands into her own, a bright smile on her face as her eyes seemed to sparkle. Kirishima felt his face warm up, but nodded, a nervous smile on his face from how close she was,"Definitely, we can meet up sometime at the agency maybe,"

"See ya later," she giggled, walking over and taking Eri's hand into her own. Kirishima could only watch with his heart beating out of his chest as the beautiful girl left, when he felt a hand on his back slap him forward, "OH MY GOSH KIRISHIMA, YOU'RE SO LUCKY, YOU SLY THING YOU!" Mina exclaimed, repeatedly hitting him in her excitement. "Way to go dude," Ojiro laughed, the rest of the students all smiling and calling out their support for him. "Come guys this is so not manly," he whined, embarrassed having realized they watched him and Aki. Yet he smiled and couldn't help but think 'Maybe this Festival will be good,'

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Walking around the school seemed to excite Eri and Aki, both wondering how all the different classes worked and what each class would put on for the School Festival.

Meeting up with Amajiki and Hado excited Aki to the point of her having steam come out of her nose in puffs, "Tama-Kun!Nene-chan!" She called out to them, Nejire flying over in greeting as they began to discuss the beauty pagent in detail and how Nejire was going to win this year.

"Hey! Maybe you should join Aki! I bet you'd be a shoe in for runner up!!" Hado squealed, wanting the girl who was like a little sister to join in on the fun. "Oh I'd live to Nene-chan but I'm not a student here," Aki smiled, though Midoriya thought her smile seemed a little forced, "plus I wouldn't wanna ruin your chances by competing, I'll be sure to cheer you on though!" Aki grinned, giving Hado two thumbs up who returned it. Eri looking between the two and then to her hands, mimicking them but smaller, though everyone swooned.

After visiting the Support Class last, they went to Lunch Rush's in the cafeteria to give Eri somthing to eat to finalize the tour. "Well that's all of U.A!" "What did you think of our School Eri?" Midoriya questioned, Eri though looked unsure, "I..I don't know," both boys looked at eachother nervously, but Aki smiled at her which gave Eri enough courage to continue, "But I can see how hard everyone is working, so I do wanna see how it turns out," Aki gave her a grin, proud of Eri for trying to speak out more and explain her thoughts and feelings.

At the end of the day, they returned Midoriya to Heights Alliance and said goodbye. "We'll be back on the day of the festival," Togata explained, pumping his arm in excitement, "So make sure it's killer,"

As they went to leave, Aki spoke up, "I will catch up with you in a moment MiMi-Kun, I wanna ask Midoriya somthing really quick," Togata nodded and escorted Eri out.

"What is it Aki? Is everything okay?" Aki stared at him for a second, before her eyes sharpened and it made him jump back, "What is your deal with Eri? What are you hoping to gain?" "W-what?" Midoriya was taken back, 'How can such a sweet and cute girl get terrifying to quickly!?'

"You seem very focused on making her happy. Why? I don't want anyone near Eri who was bad intentions," "It's not like that! When we found Eri that first time, I was so upset we couldn't do anything. I beat myself up everytime I think about it, I wanna be a hero that saves people with a smile. But Eri hasn't smiled once, so I wanna help her smile. I wanna help her become a child again, especially after what she went through," Midoriya was firm with his answer, now staring Aki back in the eyes, hoping to show her the true meaning of his intentions.

Aki suddenly smiled, sparkles surrounding her like with Kirishima earlier, "Okie dokie. I hope your goals come true," Midoriya sweat dropped, 'How bipolar can she be?' Aki then bit her lip nervously, arms behind her back as she shuffled, "I do have one more question, more of a favor though,"

This caught him by surprise, "Sure, what is it?" Holding out a folded up paper, she asked, "Can you give this to Kiri-kun for me?" "Huh!? KIRISHIMA!?" "Y-Yes, I know this sounds silly but.. he's very cute," Aki admitted, her face turning red and her tail stub swished back and forth.

"U-uh sure, I can give this to him. Wouldn't you wanna give it to him in person though," "I-I don't know..I don't wanna over step," "Nonsense, come on,"

With that Midoriya led her inside, the rest of the class unwinding in the main sitting area, though they looked in surprise with the girl in tow with Midoriya. "Hello again!" Mina greeted, "Guys this is Toyomitsu Aki, she's Eri's caregiver," Midoriya introduced the girl, her bowing to the class with a smile.

"Hello everyone, so pleased to meet you," her smile made them all flushed, 'SO CUTE'. "So what are you doing here? Is everything okay?" Jirou questioned, "I-I was hoping to speak to u-uh..Kirishima-kun," Aki was embarrassed, now noticing how many people were staring at her intensely.

"Did someone call me? Oh hey Aki! What's up?" Kirishima questioned, having just walked out of the kitchen, but smiled big when he saw the beautiful girl from this morning.

"H-hi! I just wanted to u-uh, give this to you," stumbling over her words, she tried to act relaxed but was dying on the inside and outside. "O-Oh, thanks," Kirishima blushed, taking the folded up note from her out stretched hand, when their fingers touched however they both jumped apart and their faces burned red.

Of course, Mineta took this time to try and sneak up behind the girl. Reaching his hand out to flip the bottom of her dress, mumbling on how it was so short, it'd be a crime to not go through with it. Thankfully, Kirishima took notice and pulled her to him, hardening his hand as he punched him away, "KNOCK IT OFF," He growled, holding Aki close in his left arm.

Aki shivered, noticing how his muscles squeezed her like she'd dissappear if he let her go. Tapping his chest, he realized he was holding her and jumped back, "I'm so sorry! He can just never keep his hands to himself and it'd be so unmanly if me to not step in," Kirishima freaked out, waving his hands and trying to plead his case. He froze though when Aki walked up and gave him a kiss on the cheek, "It's alright, thanks for being my Hero," she winked, suddenly finding some courage in his embarrassment. "I'll see you at the festival like we talked about earlier, right?" Aki asked, let her hands rest on his chest, "U-Uh YYEaH Suree," his voice cracked, his whole mind running in auto pilot. "Awesome, I'll see you then," she turned on her hoof and began walking toward the exit, she looked over to the class in a whole and waved goodnight before exiting Heights Alliance.

A loud thud made everyone turn toward where Kirishima was, noticing he'd fallen over, his eyes swirling and a giant grin in his red face. "Aki's so cute," he chucked, Kaminari and Sero whooping for him while Iida lectured about proper PDA in the presence of others. All Kirishina knew is that the festival couldn't come soon enough.

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On the day of the festival, Aki and Eri sat in the back if a taxi has Togata sat up front and was going over the schedule for the day. "We'll catch 1-As performance, then race over to 1-B for their play, then it'll be lunch and the pagent, does that sound alright?" He turned to face the horned girls in the back, Eri's outfit was a cute red and white dress while Aki wore her usual wool dress only this time it was red to compliment her hair.

"Sounds great, we can probably catch 1-A setting up before they perform," "oo~you just wanna catch Kirishima before he performs, maybe to wish him luck~" Togata teased, Aki gritting her teeth and raising her hood, kicking him in the back if the head leaving a hoof print, "Hehe, nevermind," Togata smiled, Eri looking up at Aki, "Do you like Kirishima?" "U-uh well, I admire him so to say," Aki tripped over her words as Togata laughed at her misfortune.

Once they'd arrived at the school, Aki mentioned she was going to see Nejire before 1-A to wish her luck before she got ready.

"Nene-chan, are you in here?" Aki knocked, hearing a lot of voices from inside the dressing room. Opening the door, Aki was met with Hado, Yuyu, and a few other students. "Oh sorry, I just wanted to come wish you luck," Aki smiled, holding her hands together in front of her.

"Ram-Ram!?" The other students exclaimed, shocked that a young hero would show up here. "Oh hello! Wonderful to meet you," she bowed, greeting them as they momentarily freaked out before bowing back.

"Hey hey! What're you doing here Aki? Where's Eri? Or Togata?" "They went to go see 1-A real quick, I was about to go see them, just wanted to see you first," Aki sheepishly explained, Testutestu suddenly appeared in front of the girls face making her lean back in surprise.

"Wait a second are you that girl Kirishima is always talking about!? The pretty red haired Ram girl that is Fatgums daughter!" Aki flushed hearing the red haired boys name.

"Well it's nice to know he thinks of me," she said happily, before looking at the clock, "I've gotta go, I hope everything goes good for you girls!" She cheered, waving as she walked out leaving the others stunned, "Why does Kirishima always get the good opportunities," Testutestu cried out, falling to his knees depressed that a beautiful girl like that was already taken by Kirishima.

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"Hey! I'm not too late am I?" Aki called out, running up to the 1-A group. "Oh Ram-Ram! Welcome," Yamomo greeted, fiddling with her keyboard to make sure it was on the right setting. "We've still got about twenty minutes until we go on, Midoriya should've been back by now, he went to go get rope earlier," Kirishima mentioned, cheeks going a light pink at facing Aki again.

"Well I'm sure it'll be amazing, are you doing special affects?" Aki questioned, leaning close into Kirishimas personal space, "Y-Yeah, I hope you'll enjoy them," he smiled, running a hand through his hair. "HEY SHITTY HAIR, LETS GO WE AINT GOT ALL DAY!" Bakugou yelled out then realized Kirishima was talking to a girl.

"Hey Sheep Ass! What're you doing in here?! Don't be trying to pull anything dammit," Bakugou seethed, his teeth gritting together in annoyance of a new person.

"I was just wishing you guys luck," Aki began to ring her hands nervously, "Well we don't need luck! We'll kick ass either way dammit!" Bakugou exclaimed, getting in her face. Aki decided he needed to calm down and quit yelling.

Ramming her head into his stomach, Bakugou lurched forward coughing as he fell to the ground holding his stomach,"Damn Ram Bitch. What the fuck was that for," he gasped, rolling around on the floor in pain. "I didn't appreciate you being in my face," she calmly spoke, turning to Kirishima again who looked at her in awe at her strength.

"I'll leave you to it, you'll do amazing," her lips pressed to his cheek again, although this time they grazed the corner of his mouth slightly. Giggling she turned and left the room.

Silence ticked by for a second before Kirishima belted out, "GUYS THIS HAS TO BE AMAZING, TOP NOTCH MANLY," He hardened up without knowing, the others in the class around him sweat dropping at the sudden mood change.

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As the curtains opened and a deafening explosion happened, Aki smiled as Jirou started her song, the dancers and musicians knocking it out of the ball park all at once.

The beat had Aki dancing in place, Togata laughing at her as Eri watched in surprise of Midoroiya dancing, well at least until he went off stage for some reason. "He left," "He'll be back, let's keep watching," Togata assured her, the music still blaring into their ears.

The song kept continuing to grow in progress when all of a sudden a lot of special effects went off, Uraraka swinging out to the crowd and lifting some audience members off the ground, one of them being Aki who laughed and brought Eri with her who couldn't hold it in any longer, throwing her arms out and laughing, a giant smile on her face. Aki and Togata had tears in their eyes as they smiled, knowing this young girl had finally broken free from her shackles of a pervious life. Aki hugged her tight before spinning in a circle with her, both girls laughing together in glee as Togata cheered them on. The song came to an end as the audience screamed and cheered, Aki and Eri now holding onto Togata as the three of them embraced in a hug. Eri had finally smiled and it made the two older ones warm with happiness.

As the gym filled out, the three met up with Midoriya on his way back in, Togata congratulating him on a job well done. "It was so crazy! First there was a loud sound and it was scary, but then everyone started jumping, even Aki was dancing and then Deku you went away for a little bit. But then there was a spinning guy and it started to get cold and I saw a lot of birds and people went "Wow" and you know what I said? Wow too!" Eri rambled on, her arms being thrown everywhere in excitement as Togata and Aki copied her from her side. "It was so much fun! Especially when Aki flew in the air with me and we danced," Eri stopped when she noticed Midioriya getting tears in his eyes, "I'm so glad you had fun Eri," this caused Eri to smile wide at him, Aki not able to hold it in anymore and swooped her up, spinning in circles as both girls laughed together. The boys looking on with their own smiles.

Heading outside, they met up with some of the boys that were melting the ice. "Ah dang this ice is too big, hey Bakugou can you-" "Kick Force!" A voice cut off Kaminari as a blur of red jumped in the air and came down on the giant block of ice, breaking it into little pieces. "Whoa!" Peoole passing by stopped and stared, Aki standing up and fixing her glasses. "Is this okay?" She asked, tilting her head with a smile.

"Hey its Ram-Ram!" "I didn't know she'd be here!" "She's so cute!" Voices came from behind her, causing her to turn over her shoulder and smile at the students and give a wave causing them all to flush red from the adorableness.

"Hey Aki! How'd you like the show?" Kirishima asked, hands on his hips, but he quickly put them put to catch Aki who jumped at him, landing in his arms as hers went around his neck that was turning red, "It was so amazing! The lighting, the music, the dancing, it was so beautiful! The affects were so awesome too! It was a rush of adrenaline for sure," Aki couldn't help but gush over the performance, Kirishima grinning and twirled her around, cheeks still flushed, "THAT'S GREAT! I'm so glad you guys enjoyed it! I did happen to catch you dancing a few moves too," he winked, catching her off guard but she laughed and nodded, finally getting set back in the ground.

Togata watched for a second before smirking, "You know we still have about two hours or so before the pagent, why don't you show Aki the rest of the festival Kirishima!" Aki and Kirishima turned bright red, but both agreed to it as the rest of the class came out to begin their own sight seeing if the festival too. Kirishima grabbed Aki's hand and began to drag her out of sight, she looked back over her shoulder to see Togata and Eri waving to her, both smiling as she disappeared from sight.

Both red heads walked around, looking at all the different food vendors and games, before coming upon the High Striker game, where you bring the hammer down to ring the bell and win a prize. They went to walk past it before Aki noticed fluffy Ram and Shark plushies. Kirishima looked to her and then the prizes before waking up to the student running it. "Hey dude! What do you have to do to win those two?" Pointing to the plushies Aki was eyeing. "You've gotta ring the high bell, you only get one try though," the student informed, gesturing to the tallest one they had which looked to be about fifty feet high. Kirishima grabbed the hammer, Aki stopping him momentarily, "You don't have to do that Kiri-Kun" she informed, but he shook his head, "It wouldn't be very manly of me to not win a pretty girl the plushies she wants, so just sit back and watch," he grinned at her before turning his attention to the game in front of him. He hardened his body as he swung the hammer up and brought it down full force, the little rod shooting straight up and knocking into the bell, denting it but ringing it nonetheless.

Aki cheered in amazement as Kirishima was handed the two plushies, the student behind the counter complaining to himself about needing a new bell now. Aki was handed both but then looked to Kirishima and handed him back the Ram one. "Seems only fair you get one too, right," she giggled, Kirishima smiling and nodding, taking Aki's free hand into his again as they continued down the path. Both could agree that this was probably the best day ever.

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Standing at the gate to see the three off, Aki and Kirishima stared at each other for a minute before smiling softly to one another. "I'm glad you could join us, maybe you can come back another time?" Kirishima asked, hopeful he'd get to see her again, preferably outside of Work Studies and School. "Mmm, I don't know. I have my assignments and taking care of Eri too," Aki admitted, her purple eyes staring into his Ruby red eyes that were full of hope.

"Actually, I guess it's alright to tell you that you'll be seeing everyone alot more. We're planning on moving Eri into the dorms here, to keep a better eye on her and her progress with her quirk. Of course, her care taker is gonna have to be with her," Aizawas voice cut in, making both teens turn toward him in shock before turning back to each other.

Kirishima whooped and picked up Aki, spinning her around as they both laughed, setting her back in the ground, he blurted out, "Would you like to go out sometime?!" He realized what he said and burned red, but kept his eyes trained on her shocked face but she soon smiled shyly and nodded, "I'd love to, maybe you can show me a nice Cafe around here?" She asked, Kirishima nodding as he took out his phone to get her number so they can plan it for the day she comes back.

Aizawa and Togata watched the two as Midoriya and Eri said goodbye a little ways to the side, "I'm gonna regret this aren't I," Aizawa sighed, feeling the need to go to bed after such a long day, "Awe come on Eraser Head, it's cute," Aizawa merely shook his head, turning to walk off, "Some School Festival this turned out be," Togata only laughed and called out, "I'm pretty sure you mean Love Festival!"

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Hiiiii. Hope you enjoyed it. Let me know your thoughts! I know some people don't like OCs that much but I thought I'd give it a try.

😛😘❤

[juantheashura]

What would the ROs like for their birthday's from the MC?

Hm... Interesting question, actually. I'm toying with the idea of having a certain character's birthday be mentioned/relevant when some revelations are made, so this has gotten me thinking...

Latooni would likely love something related to videogames. She's a bit of a gamer, so something like figurines, or structures, or just some big vynil record with all the themes from Pokemon Platinum or something like that would be her jam. Lovey dovey stuff is cool and all, and she'd definitely kick it into high gear if someone invited her out for a birthday dinner, but... those two things don't have to be separate, I don't think. Can you imagine, after the meal, giving her a pair of Legend of Zelda necklaces, with hers having the Master Sword and the MC having the Hylian Shield? Actual swooning.

Aki is a bit more complicated. The MC can't give her the one thing she wants most (more on that later), and as she tells you in Chapter 4, she's used to just having everything she wants and not having to ask (which she wouldn't do anyway- too nervous), but... I imagine stuff like signed memorabilia from her favorite artists, as well as a nice bouquet of flowers would be her thing. Also- something handmade. A sweater the MC knitted themselves would be the kind of thing you could not get off her whenever she was in the mansion. Extra points if you add some perfume or cologne to it so it also smells like them. A+.

Mars is simple, if nerdy. Get him a train set and a room where he can try and set it all up without interruptions. The poor man has very little time to dedicate to his hobbies, so any chance to go nerd out over them is appreciated. Bonus points would come if the MC asked to help, people to share his interests with is something he also has a serious lack of. An MC that accepts and enables those things he enjoys would be very unlike anyone he's been with before- and thus that much more loveable.

Nova is a bit more complicated. Sure, he likes gifts, everyone does, but it's hard to get him something when he's just capable of building something that's better than anything on the market, when technology is involved. He's not a big fan of jewelry either, so... Something handmade? Something minimalistic, like a wristband with some special words. Maybe you could gift him some nice welding goggles. He could always make better ones (and likely has), but it's the thought that counts, and it shows you care for him while he does the things he likes.

With Ignis, we... run into some problems. For what little we know of what she actually likes (fashion, cooking, and... that's it?), most of it is stuff she likes to do herself. There's not a lot of room there to give her anything, and that's not even getting into the fact she doesn't like feeling indebted to others, so... Maybe somethibg reminiscent of the League would be good. A collage of pictures, or an album that shows a lot of outings (which I'd like to say happen often, because they used to happen a lot before the MC joined, but with how packed full of stress things are at the moment, it might have to wait until Book 2, or be written as side stories in some bonus content at some point*), or... Oh, a knitted scarf! She gets cold easily, so something to keep her warm when the colder season hits is a thing she'd love a lot, and not feel too hung up about using. That'd be nice.

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*Now I want to write a side chapter where the League spends a day at some waterpark in Florida or something to rebuild morale... Damn you, anon, you got the wheels turning... 7-7

[snowberried]

Akihiko Sanada dating hcs

(A/N: My first post on Tumblr, starting off with best boy! Hopefully this is good enough for a first post!)

- Character: Akihiko Sanada

-- Fandom: Persona (3)

--- Gender: Neutral (A little bit more feminine, but anyone can still read!)

---- Includes 13 seperate lines for if you have a persona.

----- Spoilers: Yes (Pass by if you don't want to see spoilers!)

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• Akihiko and you probably met at school, same class (or if you're younger) maybe just passing by the halls.

You not being in his fanclub was a relief to him, finally not some weird fangirl, he wished he wasn't bombarded by a group of girls and could be a normal high school student, and you made him feel that way.

He could hang out with you and not feel awkward, could actually do activities with someone not swooning over him (well, not immediately).

When you do actually start dating, I feel like he'd be the one actually confessing it, probably like the p3p confession, he wouldn't exactly do it in the most romantic way.

If you confess, he'd probably pull you straight into a kiss, a gentle one, he has this huge though soft smile on his face.

He looks like a dork.

"Y/N- I've- felt this way around you.. I think it may be love.."

He would probably take you to Hagakure's ramen shop after he gets done training, sometimes even treating you.

This man would treat you right, hang out with you and buy you things. Ultimate ladies's man. Well- that is if he was actually good at flirting.

This man is also horrible at flirting, awful.

"Uh- the sunset is almost as pretty as your- smile-??"

Actually he's pretty cheesy.

Whether that's cute to you or not is your choice.

Finding it funny and joking about it would make him feel comfortable flirting, him liking to see you laugh, he hasn't been able to do that to much people.

Actually thinking it's cute would fluster the heck out of this boxer champion, him? Being cute? You must have the wrong person, right?

Call him cute, he'll essentially break down, well- him trying to hide it.

He wouldn't try to look flustered, you started dating him because of his strength, yeah, most definitely, just look cool.

Although he would be horrible at trying to hide it, stuttering a bit on his words, and just shutting down quiet style, hiding his face subtly.

You tease him about it? Even more flustered. He'd say things like "Shut up Y/n-" or just telling you to stop. (Well, I mean the joking manner.)

You'd only stop when he'd literally offer you food to stop.

So now y'all asses at Wild-duck Burger, Akihiko ready to cough up some money.

If it wasn't obvious, Akihiko likes giving you gifts, his love language would be gift giving... Well if it wasn't for quality time.

He loves spending time with you! Jogging especially, although it doesn't have to be anything active, it could be baking, or knitting for all he cares. Well- maybe not knitting, he doesn't seem like the kind of person who'd like knitting.

I'm sure one time he took you to train with him.

If you enjoyed it, cool! Something else to do that you both enjoy.

Though I'm guessing you wouldn't, and in that case, he understands, he'd enjoy coming home from training to see you sitting down or laying on the bed, cuddling with you.

"You're always so cold in bed.. do you wait for me or-?"

He'd probably play with your hair a lot, long or short.

You'd probably go to some of his boxing events, and he gets really happy when you do. Secretly trying better to impress you.

He wouldn't flat out say in the ring that he was trying for you, but later in private he probably would, although kinda bluntly.

"I tried to show off for you y'know?"

After all the boxing matches, you'd be the one to patch him up most likely. Your pretty much a makeshift doctor in the comfort of Akihiko's room.

Speaking of Akihiko's room, you two sleep in there most of the time, though you give it your own touch.

There's all the times your boyfriend won boxing matches, and there's one right near the middle of you winning a spelling bee, or the winner of a 2nd grade art contest.

"I think any accomplishment is good enough!"

"Aki I won that 10 years ago!"

Also of course you're allowed to call him Aki, he finds the name cute, the faintest little blush in his cheeks whenever it's said. (he denies it though)

Hope you don't mind the constant smell of protein while sleeping, he most of the time has 2 whole buckets worth of it at all times in the corner of his room.

He offers you some everytime you eat together, saying it's helpful for if you'd wanted to jog afterwards.

declines everytime.

~It is now angst time~ (Final spoiler ahead warning)

You remind him a lot of Mika.

You know about his past, about Mika. You try to comfort him about it when he gets sad over it.

You knew Shinjiro because of Akihiko, you knew they were great friends, they treated each other like brothers.

So obviously, he didn't take his death very well, or at all.

You were the only one to see him cry, he was in his room sad the entire day. You convinced him to open the door, and you immediately hugged him.

He was devastated, and just started crying on your shoulder. He didn't fight them back or anything. You patted his back and brought him to his bed, and laid down with him.

He thanks you so much for that, saying when he gets better he'll make it up to you. If you try to protest, he'll just kiss you and shake his head.

So you'll eventually wore down and accept.

He promises he'll protect you, if it's the last thing he does. He can't lose 3 people.

~If you have a persona~

Obviously you'd join S.E.E.S. and honestly, Aki is all for it, who wouldn't wanna see their partner kick ass?

Just more time to train together?

At Dark Hour you're suddenly woke up by Akihiko every night.

"Aki it's 13 at night-"

"C'mon! Can't we can get a little training in at least-?"

In Tartarus, although not noticable, Aki does try to protect you if you're ever in critical health.

He'll purposefully make Polydeuces keep Dia just in case you may need a heal.

Yukari and Ken wondering why they can't just heal you.

If one of you is sick or tired, the other won't go to Tartarus, simple as that.

You'll stay at the dormitory and help the other get some rest, laying down with the other and singing lullabies to the other.

Akihiko will offer soup, which if Shinjiro is alive, he'll cook

Though if he isn't, Aki will just try to make it instead, it's always better than you'd thought it would be.

"Have a great night Y/N."

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A/N: I am finished!!! I hope it was alright for my first headcanons.

✿ Have a great day!! *.✧

[tilbageidanmark]

Movies I watched this week #55

John Huston’s last film, The Dead, a close adaptation of James Joyce's short story from ‘Dubliners’, which I used to love. Like the rich Christmas tapestry of ‘Fanny and Alexander’, it’s a genteel, moving evocation of warm festivities and memories of lost first love.

With Donal Donnelly (Godfather 3′s Archbishop Gilday) as inebriated cousin Freddy Malins.

“Yes, the newspapers were right: snow was general all over Ireland. It was falling on every part of the dark central plain, on the treeless hills, falling softly upon the Bog of Allen and, farther westward, softly falling into the dark mutinous Shannon waves. It was falling, too, upon every part of the lonely churchyard on the hill where Michael Furey lay buried. It lay thickly drifted on the crooked crosses and headstones, on the spears of the little gate, on the barren thorns. His soul swooned slowly as he heard the snow falling faintly through the universe and faintly falling, like the descent of their last end, upon all the living and the dead...” (Thanks to Marilyn Bellamy for the recommendation.) Best film of the week!

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Abbas Kiarostami’s masterpiece Close Up. It’s a reenactment of a bizarre real-life story. A poor film lover impersonated famous Iranian film-maker Mohsen Makhmalbaf, and conned a family into believing they would star in his new film. Kiarostami used all the real characters to ‘play’ themselves, blurring the lines between documentary and fiction. His cinematic language usage is both simple and profound.

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In After Love, Joanna Scanlan is a middle aged Muslim wife in Dover, England. After her Pakistani husband’s sudden death, she discovers that he had kept a secret French family in Calais, on the other side of the channel. Her silent struggles to deal with her pain is told sensitively and simply, perhaps too simply. It’s fresh to see honest, real-looking protagonists on screen. A melancholy film about complex identity and loss. 6/10.

Thank you, Dafna, for the recommendation.

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Leningrad Cowboys Go America, my 2nd funny Aki Kaurismäki absurdity (after ‘The Other Side of Hope’). A different road movie with the eccentric Finnish folk band, which sports foot-long pompadour hairstyles and foot-long Winklepicker shoes.

With a Jim Jarmusch cameo as a car salesmen. 7+/10

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Robert Aldrich X 2:     

🎦🎦🎦 Kiss me deadly, Aldrich’s seminal film noir, featuring Cloris Leachman (”Christina”) in her feature debut, and displaying great many old Los Angeles locations. I loved reading Mickey Spillane‘s Mike Hammer pulp stories when I was 12 or so.

The mysterious box that everybody’s after inspired Pulp Fiction’s suitcase, Indiana Jones ‘Ark of the Covenant’, and others. 8/10.

🎦🎦🎦 What Ever Happened to Baby Jane?, his Hitchcockian Grand Guignol story with monstrous old Bette Davis as a psychotic has-been who hates her sister Joan Crawford for 45 years due to envy & rivalry.

Their stately house in Hancock Park, on 121 June St. The Beach house at the end of Kiss me deadly is featured at the final scene of this one as well.

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Elles, another Juliette Binoche erotic drama. This time she’s a journalist who writes an article about prostitution for the magazine Elle. She interviews and connects with two young students (One of them is Joanna Kulig, from ‘Cold War’) about sleeping with older men for money. In the process, she’s exploring and expanding her own sexual horizon. Even though it was directed by a woman, it felt disappointingly exploitative. Only the ending, where she hallucinates that all the guests at her dinner party are male clients of the two call girls, is interesting. 3/10

Come to think of it, I still have to find appealing sex scenes in any ‘regular’ films which feel real ('Don’t look back’ notwithstanding?...).

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2 First times for me of old Classics:           

🎦🎦🎦 The Red Shoes, and my first film by “The Archers”, Michael Powell and Emeric Pressburger. A classic, high kitsch ballet story in radiant full colors, and with a real 17-minute ballet performance in the middle of the story.

Restored in 2009 by by Martin Scorsese and Thelma Schoonmaker (his longtime editor, and Powell's widow). It didn’t really move me, emotionally or cinematically.

🎦🎦🎦 In 1964 Fail Safe, President Henry Fonda orders NYC to be destroyed by nuclear bombs, in order to prove to the Russian Prime Minister that the nuclear bombing of Moscow by a rogue US airplane was a mistake.

The comparison to Dr. Strangelove, which came at the same time, right after the Cuban Missile Crisis, is not favorable to Sidney Lumet’s thriller. They both tell virtually the same story, fear of communism VS. the Doomsday Machine. I find Fail Safe ridiculously dated, and Kubrick’s black comedy still genial. 2/10

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Distant, my 2nd Turkish film by Nuri Bilge Ceylan. A slow and uncomfortable film about loneliness and loss. A simple village guy hitchhikes to Istanbul to look for a job, and asks to stay with his photographer uncle. But they are unable to connect or communicate with each other, and each stays aimless and unhappy with themselves. 4/10.

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Fargo, another perfect Coen Bros. rewatch, a delicious piece about cold blooded psychopaths. A bumbling crime spree, depicted realistically, as “a banal, destructive, and wretchedly managed chain of events that lays tragic waste to people's lives”.

With protagonist Marge Gunderson introduced at the 1/3 mark, The Artist formerly known as prince cast (but not played) as “Victim in the field”, another perfect score by Carter Burwell, and a cast of characters etched in snow.

And what's up with the Mike Yanagita sub-plot?

“...I love you Margie

I love you norm

Two more months

Two more months...”

10/10. (Photo Above)

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Watch While High:

Divided into: AMAZING: The best trippy videos.

WOW: General trippy videos

INTENSE: Interesting, but caution is advised

CHILL: Relax, calm, good vibes

WEIRD: Weird BEDTIME STORIES

DON'T CLICK: Danger zone Disclaimer:

A couple of samples:  

Watch While Tripping 🤩 Acid 👅 Shrooms 🍄 High Visuals 🦄

and Debussy's Claire de Lune ethereal remix, sublime

Naturally, these are deserved to be watched on big-screen, high-rez and with loud sound - when very stoned - 9/10

YouTube Channel discovery of the week! Viewership is done at your own discretion.

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The Crash, a charming Irish short about an eight-year-old schoolboy who falls in love with his teacher. It was nominated for an Oscar in 2010.

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New: LP of the week:

Tom Waits 1976 album 'Small Change'. I saw him live only once, but I always loved all his 17 LP’s. He actually acted in 50 movies, from ‘One from the heart’ to “Licorice Pizza’!

I saw his ‘Big Tour’ show at the Warfield theater in San Francisco in the late 80′s together with my then-wife, M. We were crazy then, and for some reason during the show we found some rafter space under the roof and crawled over the stage to see the rest of the performance through some holes in the ducks!

Bonus: Somewhere, from Blue Valentine.

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Architecture Porn:

Youtuber Enes Yilmazer tours The Sheats-Goldstein Residence (Jackie Treehorn‘s house!) in Beverly Hills, a $100M property, which was built in 1963 by architect John Lautner, and was lavishly renovated by eccentric slumlord James Goldstein. I watched all 47 minutes of it on Youtube!  

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Throw-back to the art project:

Ballerina Adora (X 2).

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(My complete movie list is here)

[togesprincess]

hello my wuv one order for my oc yura x aki pls 🧎‍♀️ (yura's a devil & she mini below 5ft)

ʚ♡⃛ɞ Yura X Aki

ʚ♡⃛ɞ  This man is a pain, will sit her down and say ‘sit’ as if she’s some type of dog. And he actually expects her to stay seated too while he runs errands around the house

ʚ♡⃛ɞ There’s never a moment of peace with him, she’s either rubbing circles in his back while he cries over her shoulder or being squished under his weight while he sits on her, there’s no in-between

ʚ♡⃛ɞ Aki helps her get dressed for work every morning because he took one look at Power and Denji and said “Devil’s cant dress themselves.” Loops her tie and irons her jacket every night so it’s wrinkle free in the morning, even insists she tuck her shirt in because it looks neater

ʚ♡⃛ɞ Doesn’t trust her alone so more often then not she’s being dragged around by him and hauling him around after he drinks too much with his coworkers, if she walks off to grab a towel he gets all clingy like worse than Denji clingy, “where’re you going? Dont go no no please stay”

ʚ♡⃛ɞ Whenever he finds himself waking up in the hospital the first thing he does is look around for her, hates to admit it but he’s scared one day he’ll wake up and she won’t be waiting by his bedside

ʚ♡⃛ɞ Hold up a lighter for him and he swoons, pushes his lips to the flame with the cigarette dangling between his teeth

ʚ♡⃛ɞ Uses his height to his advantage, hauls her over his shoulder when she’s frustrating him

ʚ♡⃛ɞ Carries around a hanker chief in his jacket pocket to wipe the muck off her face after a mission, and yes Denji and Power stand there stunned because he’s never done that for them and he’s playing favorites

ʚ♡⃛ɞ Won’t push a contract but if she brings it up first then whos he to deny

ʚ♡⃛ɞ A chaotic pair, definitely bicker a lot but it always ends with him tossing his jacket over her head to silence her

ʚ♡⃛ɞ Definitely gets her matching sneakers, they’re a staple part of his look and who wouldn’t want a pair of converse?

ʚ♡⃛ɞ Says “Devil’s are still vile but you’re not so bad” when in reality he means “I love you” but the words get scrambled on his tongue

ʚ♡⃛ɞ His lover from hell, number one devil hater Aki becomes number one devil lover

[merryfortune]

Day 12 / Shame

Clover and Violets 2021

Ship: Isolationshipping | Aki/Misty

Universe: Alternate - Gods & Goddesses

Word Count: 1,654

Rating: M

Tags: Inspired by Eros & Psyche, Nudity, Sexual References, Toxic Relationship, Tragedy, Minor Injuries/References to Blood

   Once upon a time, in a certain dominion, ruled by a certain king and a certain queen, was a princess born to them who was rumoured to have more admirers than the God of Love himself. It was said that peasants, bards, and soldiers would all gather in the pavilions and the parades that she would grace, to swoon and proclaim love for her. Oh, the dominion adored this princess endlessly in favour of neglecting proper worship of the God of Love, Divine.

   The one and lovely Princess Aki was rumoured to have dewy skin and lips like rose petals; the sweetest smile and eyes of umber; hair that shone like blood yet a temper that was mild and agreeable. She spoke with a kind voice with a delicate timbre; her songs and hymns heard from miles and miles away and the God of Love saw it for himself.

   How she tended to the sick; how she tended to the poor; how she paid her dues and did her curtsies. It was enough to drive any immortal to madness. 

   Thus, from the heavens, Divine watched with a wrathful as eye this mortal girl accrued all the acclaim that was so rightfully his in this kingdom of foolish and lustful mortals. Enraged with the chastity and the courtesy, Divine decided to do something about this wretched maiden who had incurred his envy and ire. Neither a good look for a supernatural power such as he. So, he fetched a deity minor that was part of his entourage, who at least knew her place in the grand scheme. The one whom he sought was the sullen cupidic goddess, Misty Lola, a woman who was the physical manifestation of Lust and Desire. 

   “Take this bow and arrow, my good daughter,” Divine snarled, “and make it so that this Princess Aki falls in love with a heinous beast.”

   “Yes, of course, sir, as you have said, it as it shall be done.” Misty said with a bow of her head.

   She accepted the weapon and it felt light in her hands. As though it had been carved just for her; she slung the quiver over her naked back and she nocked the string to the bow just for practice. She looked down the straightness of her finger and she pretended to fire an arrow. Her approach, methodical and tactful, was exactly what the God of Love wished to see from her.

   “Good, now understand. The silver tipped arrows are coated in a poison that creates hate in the pricked; the gold tipped arrows are coated in a nectar that creates love in the pricked.” Divine told her.

   “Yes, sir, I understand. I will ensure that Princess Aki falls in love with the first boar whom she sees.” Misty assured him.

   Divine flicked his hand at Misty and she was gone with the winds.

   In winds dashed through the rolling hills and acadian forests of the mortal realm that belonged to the dominion of Princess Aki’s parents. There, on the palace grounds, in the gardens that were bordered by the woods, Misty found the maiden who had incurred the wrath of the gods and she was immediately struck by Princess Aki’s obliviousness.

   Her ignorance was to be both her bliss and her curse, Misty thought to herself as she readied her bow and arrow. 

   Misty breathed and she exhaled the unique zephyr of the divine. She took her aim and at the point of her finger, she became entranced by her prey. How she moved so gracefully through the grounds, taking care of the garden. Adoring every petal on every rose, how she watered them and fed them scraps from the royal kitchen. It was pure love. And to a minion of the God of Love, whose love only knew genitals and eroticism, there was nothing more disgusting that pure love and innocence.

   All opinions Misty had the wondrous Princess Aki were swayed and became contrary to her orders belonging to Divine.

   Misty had to look away. Her heart hammered in her chest and she felt the leather of the quiver’s strap between her breasts become raw and sore on her skin.

   She returned the arrow that she had initially poised. She returned gold for silver. Misty would not ensure that Divine’s cruelty would be enacted. But she also did not ensure that the cruelty of fate and coincidence would not be enacted either.

   The very same arrow she intended to replace in her quiver pricked her. She immediately felt the golden blush of aphrodisiac nectar in the ichor of her blood. Her moonstone cheeks hued the faintest pink as her eyes still remained upon her prey: Princess Aki. And it became love at first sight.

   Misty was harrowed by the experience. She had never known love in the emotional sense, only the carnal. And she hated it. She couldn’t bear how her heart pounded nor how dazed her mind became.

   In her haste, she grabbed that second arrow - silver tipped - and she fired it at Princess Aki.

   Right in her heart, liked a stuck fawn, Princess Aki felt the arrow. She looked up, towards where it was fired, and she saw the most peculiar sight in the gardens: a naked woman with hair like ebony and skin like ivory. And it filled her with rage.

   Misty had to retreat at the sight of her love calling for guards to hunt her. So, she vanished in the winds once more, leaving behind the glitter of moonstones in her wake. She returned to the heavens and Divine was quick to greet her.

   “Hail, Misty, how goes thy mission?” he inquired sharply.

   Misty stood, ashamed of herself, but she nodded. “She has been struck with an arrow that will have cursed her life, believe me, it is done.”

   Divine eyed her curiously but he dropped the subject. His whims had been placated and so, he moved onto the next mirror and the next desire which ate his attention. Leaving Misty be with her guilt. 

   She had to get closer to the object of her affections. She had to.

   And sensing foul play, a naked woman in the gardens, never a good omen and the surest sign of snakes and treachery, the King, Princess Aki’s Father, sought the word of an oracle.

   In a prophecy, the oracle informed the King that his daughter’s marriage was imminent and the bridegroom would be a horrid monster: a lizard-like creature that harassed the world with floods and ice, was feared even by the gods. The King was horrified to hear this but was told that there was no way to reverse this prophecy and defying it would lead to worse and greater doom than simply letting the monster takes it bride in his darling Princess Aki.

   The prophecy, however, was unbeknownst to Misty who simply offered the invitation with anonymity. She desired to know her love, even if it was by deceit. She was surprised when the King and Queen permitted her marriage to Princess Aki but Princess Aki was horrified by it.

   She was given all the rites of a bride and a corpse. Taken to a secluded location by the cliffs, where the ocean raged below and when all the mortals left, she was then accepted by the supernatural powers that were.

   The winds stole her up and delivered her to her new house. She wandered it cautiously and was awed by the decadence and splendour. Misty watched from other rooms, letting Princess Aki wander the halls: gorgeous forest scenes were painted on the walls, the ceilings were done in citrus woods and she was entertained most grandly by the dining hall. The food was served by invisible phantasms and there was a lyre that played itself.

   Even from afar, Misty was content in knowing her bride was happy. Glad that the horrid monster who lurked at least had her best interests in mind and she willingly entered their marital chambers which were darker than the darkest night. It was then and only then that Misty entered the same room as her bride and Princess Aki cowered in the covers.

   “Who goes there?” Princess Aki shouted.

   Her fear was palpable. Misty found it adorable and so she spoke in turn, serene. “Peace, my lady, only wish to lie beside you in sleep.”

   Princess Aki was put off by the disarmingly quiet voice. Feminine and melodic.

   “You do not wish to devour me, do you?” Princess Aki asked.

   Misty could have laughed but she did not. “No, my lady, I only desire simple coexistence with you and then, at dawn, I will be gone, not to return again until the nighttime.”

   “Very well.” Princess Aki replied.

   She settled in her bed and Misty came beside her. Princess Aki was harrowed as she felt the sheets move around her, felt the bed bow and yet, it did not do so with much effort. She slept but she slept fitfully; Misty, however, could not sleep a wink. This was all she would ever be permitted of her love, so she spent her night observing her lover in agony because when the morning came, and it would inevitably, she would have to take her leave.

   It agonised Misty to remove herself from the master bedroom come morning and she did see the bittersweet confusion of Princess Aki when she found her marital bedroom empty in the light of dawn but this was the dynamic that Misty had brought upon herself. She had fallen for the maiden who had unknowingly incurred the wrath of the god, Divine and Misty did not want to bring knowing wrath upon either herself or her bride if their union were to come to Divine’s knowledge - or even the knowledge of any mortal or immortal.

   But she could dream. She could have shameful dreams of domestic, wedded bliss between herself and her bride.

[lonelypond]

Protect All Idols, Ch. 2

NicoMaki, NozoEli, Love Live, 2.3K, 2/2

Solutions are decided on.

Next Steps

Nozomi couldn't not stare. Eli, in her sharpest tailored suit, the light blue collar of her shirt accenting her eye color, brought out all Nozomi's interupting urges. But this wasn't high school. Young women's health and reputations were endangered and Eli was in full on protect mode. Nozomi wondered what she'd be like with their own children.

"So you will be messengering a copy of this agreement to Yazawa-san immediately, correct?" Eli's stern look matched her professional tone.

"Of course, Ayase-san."

"She will be handling the details of arranging the volunteer shifts so please assist her with the same courtesy and competence you have shown me."

"It will be our pleasure, Ayase-san."

"Thank you. We look forward to working with you in the future." "We would be grateful for the opportunity." The video conference was wrapping up. Nozomi sat up. She saw a slight shift in Eli's posture and giggled silently. Eli was bracing for what would happen next.

"Please give my thanks to your board of directors and staff, Adachi-san."

"I hope we can meet when you are next in Tokyo."

"I will certainly be in touch to schedule that. I appreciate your personal effort to help us resolve this."

After a few more formalities, Eli closed her laptop, and turned her chair to face Nozomi, eyebrow quirked, "So..."

Nozomi raised her own eyebrow, "So..."

"I bet I can guess what you're thinking." "Really..." Nozomi slid into Eli's lap, "Have you named our children yet?" "What?" A startled Eli nearly jumped. Unfazed, Nozomi had one armed wrapped around her shoulders, and undid Eli's tie with her other hand.

"You're just so cute when you're in hyper protective parent mode."

Eli blushed. "We're still in college." Undone buttons, "Then it's good that there's things we don't need to worry about."

Eli would be missing that evening's discussion session.

###

Aki couldn’t decide on a lipstick color.

“Nico-chan said natural was cuter.” Kawano Aki announced.

Harada Mai sneered. “Unless you want a contract as a makeup influencer.”

“Some makeup companies are pushing the natural look.” Ryuen Shizu glanced up from her phone.

Mai leaned over Aki, picking through the makeup. “You went undercut and blonde so skip cutesy and go with vivid red. I like this one.” She handed Aki a lip paint. “Uncensored.”

“Oh you can’t beat Fenty...but Uncuffed will go better at an elementary school.” Shizu glared at Mai, “We’re going out to bring lunches to school children, not clubbing.”

“Whatever.” Mai flopped on her bed, “I say if you’ve got an image, push it. I’m tired of daylight events.”

Aki frowned. No one was saying out loud what the discussion was really about, which was their current schedule of events doing community service, concerts for seniors, tech help for orphans, school lunches to help boost Aki’s popularity.

“So stay here.” Aki snapped, “No one’s ripping into you for having feelings.’

Shizu snorted but when Aki turned to her, she smiled benevolently and shrugged.

“Look, I have rehearsals with the Bokeh Blossoms right after every one of these; it’s exhausting." Mai frowned, "Nico doesn’t go.”

“I don’t mind.” Shizu spoke up.

“You’re too nice.” Mai threw a pillow at the ceiling.

“Nice is always a good look.” Shizu countered.

“Amateurs.” Mai let the pillow fall on her face.

Aki frowned, confronting the array of lip color choices before her. She grabbed a dusty pink GlossBomb and confidently applied it.

Mai sat up, “Compromise. Smart. I like the way it glitters.”

“FU$$Y”

“$uits you.” Shizu giggled; Aki stuck out her tongue. Mai grinned thinking, this conversation would probably make it to the final broadcast edit. It was cute.

###

Tsubasa leaned forward, fingers splayed out over the table as she TwigTimed Anju and Erena. “Nico and Muse have been really clever, setting up this whole Idol House gig. It’s time to get involved.”

“So you want us to set up a mini A-Rise house?” Erena spoke slowly.

“No, too much like copying. We just fix their PR problem for them.”

“How?”

“Find a couple of other girls, maybe 3 actually, so they’re not a trio once we add Kawano-san. We want to avoid direct comparisons.”

“That might be cute.” Anju giggled, “an A-Rise Jr.”

“She’s not a strong singer or rapper.” Erena pointed out.

“No, but she’s a talented dancer. And she’s very vocal.”

“Isn’t that the problem?” Erena countered.

Tsubasa shook her head, “Nico and Muse are idealists. This happened because they leave too many things to chance. We give her the best PR training in the business. She’s sharp and wants to be noticed.” Tsubasa thought about Kawano-san moving from Nico to Maki once she figured out Maki was the better catch. “And she’s got an instinct for glamor.”

“Sounds like a fun project. It’d be fun to costume a different group. There’s looks I’ve wanted to try that won’t work for us.” Anju was already sketching.

“A couple of our back up dancers from the last video caught my eye.” Erena admitted.

“Which just leaves one more girl to find.” Tsubasa smiled, “We can do our management company a favor and take a trick from K-pop and find a Chinese Idol wannabe looking for a group. Raise our profile in that market.”

“Ooohh, I like that.” Anju added a mandarin style hat to her design.

“Very solid strategizing.” Erena nodded.

“As always. I’ll call the management team, Erena, you reach out to the dancers, and Anju…”

Anju glanced up from her sketch.

“Galaxy level cute.”

Anju winked and tapped her nose with the pencil. “Of course.”

###

“B-HOLD!!!!!!!” Nico was shouting and stomping. A pillow that had fallen to the floor got kicked across the room. Maki, an amused gleam in her eye, was curled up like a cat on Nico’s bed in Nico’s former room at the Yazawa apartment, watching Nico rant and storm.

“Tsubasa wants revenge.”

Maki raspberries, “What? For all the flowers.”

“Hey, that was before Nico met you. And Tsubasa tried to steal you. And then you wrote a WHOLE album for her. And now she’s not happy stealing Nico’s girl, she’s gotta steal Nico’s ideas too…”

Nico rushed by, Maki reached out an arm, and pulled Nico in, dragging the grump into a hug, “She never stole me, Nico-chan.”

“An entire album.”

“Nico-chan.”

Nico sighed, “I know. You needed music.” Nico flopped back on the bed, “I’m sorry I didn’t pay enough attention. I just wanted to keep you out of messes.” Nico punched the mattress, “And now we’re in the middle of messy.”

Maki rolled over Nico’s arm, curling up next to Nico, “ “s my fault. I should have talked to you. And I should have stayed out of Idol House. But when Kawano said that…”

Nico heard a growl coming from her fiancee. She pulled Maki closer, dropping her head to rest on Maki’s hair, smelling the soothing coconut lavender shampoo, “Nobody’s stealing Nico either. Ever.”

“I know.” Maki moved even closer, “I love you, Nico-chan." A pause, "It’s so weird being back here.”

Nico glanced around the room. Cocoro had taken it over, kept the pink color scheme, and put up even more posters of Nico than Nico ever had. Maki shouldn’t mind that. “What’s so weird about it?”

Maki muttered something into Nico’s shoulder.

“What was that?” Nico’s fingers slid through the softness of Maki’s hair. Was that a shiver? Nico suddenly felt more alert.

“Your mom’s in the next room. And we’re…”

“Currently very child friendly.” Nico chuckled, “Except for the language Nico is going to use about Tsubasa.” Nico wondered if Maki was blushing. Or thinking about all the times in this room they’d ALMOST...Nico needed to stop that train of thought. Now that they’d...well, Nico had a lot more trouble focusing, especially when Maki was so near and felt so warm...and suddenly Maki’s eyes were...and so luminous and…

###

Tsubasa Kira spoke right to the cameras, winking, seizing the room, flopping down on the couch next to a glammed up Harada Mai and throwing an arm around her, “We would have stolen you from Nico to, but the Bokeh Blossoms will have a really nice set up here while they record their next album.”

Mai bounced, torn between giving Super idol Kira Tsubasa her full attention and following Kira-san’s example and working the cameras. She finally just deciding on grabbing Tsubasa’s arm and squealing, “And Nico has set up meetings with the best makeup and fashion brands. It’s so cool. We’re getting total makeovers.”

“Nico understands better than anyone the value of GOOD publicity…”

The Nishikino media room exploded as Nico flew off the couch, Maki reaching out to pull her back before she attacked this week’s episode of Idol House, filmed two weeks ago, this conversation happening after Nico moved out.

“She didn’t say anything negative, Nico-chan, it’s a compliment.”

“It’s the tone...Tsubasa has it in for me.”

“Tsubasa has been very helpful, Nico.” Umi stated calmly from where she was wedged between Honoka and Kotori.

“Yeah, they set up a whole group to put Aki-san in the middle of.” Honoka added.

"And that press conference," Kotori swooned again, she'd been texting Nico about A-Rise's new look for a week. Nico A-Rise tolerance was currently non existent but Umi had mentioned to Nico the improvement in Kotori's mood so Nico just sent back (*•̀ᴗ•́*)و ̑̑ when Kotori sketched new A-RIse inspired ideas.

“Which got them impressive amounts of positive mentions. Trending topic for 3 days.” Hanayo glanced up from her phone, “Idol House is trending now.”

“Nico Ni needs to trend.”

“Just wait’ll you move in with the” Rin made a huge sweep with her arms, almost knocking Hanayo’s phone out of her hand, “hottie heiress you stole from her tower. Everyone’ll go wild.” Rin stuck her tongue out at Maki.

“Well, Nico did do that.” Nico’s smug look made Maki pause her throwing a pillow at Rin action to smash Nico with it, “Hey, what was that for?”

“I proposed to you.”

“But only because Nico…”

Maki didn’t want to hear whatever Nico’s brag was going to be and just leaned in, kissing the Super Idol silent. Umi paled. Kotori giggled as Honoka cheered. Rin rolled away and Hanayo quietly put her phone down after capturing the image for Nico’s TWIG feed.

A quiet chuckle pulled everyone not kissing’s attention away from the screen and to their non Muse guest, Ryuen Shizu. “Are you always this...insane when you get together?

“Yes,” Umi’s tone carried the weight of years.

“You need to be here when Nozomi’s here, that’s the real crazy.” Rin flipped over, hanging off the couch upside down to watch Shizu packing boxes onscreen, “Hey, you’re in two places.”

Shizu glanced at Nico, but Nico was still making out with Maki, so then she turned to Honoka as the only other person she’d really ever talked to, “Is she serious?”

“Rin? Seriously silly.”

“You betcha.” Rin did an ab crunch, pillow poised to launch and knocked Maki out of her embrace with Nico. “Ha! Gotcha.”

Maki took the pillow and without breaking eye contact with Nico, tossed it back toward Rin, actually hitting Hanayo, who squealed and dropped her phone. This launched Rin at Maki, pulling the taller girl into a wrestling hold

“Nico?” Shizu asked quietly, now that Nico was laughing at Maki, not kissing her.

“Huh?” Nico took a minute to get acclimated back to the watch party, “Oh, Shizu-chan? What’s wrong?”

Shizu scooted closer, almost whispering, “Is the tour going to be like this?”

Nico shook her head, “No. Nico is a total pro. You and Maki will record and livestream, Nico will rehearse with the dancers, and you’ll open each show. There’s a lot of travel time.”

“And halfway through, Kayo-chin and I will visit and there will be fireworks and pillow fights every night.”

Maki had Rin in a chokehold, “Not if I don’t reserve you a hotel room.”

“Nico.” Rin whined, “You won’t let her leave us out. Kayo-chin’s your biggest fan.”

“No, she’s not. Take that back.” Maki growled.

“Rin.” Hanayo turned away from both screens, “Don’t make Maki mad.”

“Don’t care. She can’t keep me away.”

Umi was now standing over Maki, a steady hand on her shoulder, “Let Rin go.”

Kotori was whispering something distracting in Honoka’s ear or Nico thought there surely would have been a third in the WrestleMania portion of the evening.

With a grumble, Maki released Rin and flumped next to Nico.

“I pressed pause. Do you want me to start up again?” Hanayo asked.

“Nico’s tired.” Nico exaggerated a yawn. Maki got a hopeful gleam.

Kotori stood up, sliding her arm through Umi’s, “Let’s go back to Honoka’s, Umi-chan. I want a snack.”

“C’mon, Kayo-chin, we can walk with them and finish it at our place.” Rin pulled Hanayo off the couch.

“All right.” Hanayo agreed reluctantly, looking back at the screen.

“See you soon, Maki.” Rin waved cheerfully.

“Sure.” Maki was back to staring at Nico.

Shizu waited for someone to say something, but then realized no one was going to pay attention to her. She stood.

“I’m going to go up to my room. Thank you for your hospitality, Nishikino-san.”

“Maki.” Maki waved in a random direction.

Nico had a hand sliding around Maki’s shoulder to get tangled in her hair, “Remember, we have a breakfast meeting.”

“Of course. Good night.”

“Good night.”

The kiss started before the door closed, and in one of the pauses, Nico whispered, “You’re going to miss them.”

Maki shook her head, curls bouncing as she drew Nico back on the couch, “Not for a month.”

Nico laughed. Being an Idol House producer had more perqs than being an Idol House resident, hands on time with Maki being the best.

Maki pulled away, blushing, “What’s funny, Nico-chan?”

“How everything works out.”

“As long as I’m right here, with you, I don’t care.”

Nico, as much as her head was full of future plans and successes and pitfalls, let herself get lost in the intimacy of having Maki so near and was surprised to find herself in full agreement, “Me neither.”

“Good.” And then somehow, Maki’s lips made the gentlest touch against Nico’s, an invitation igniting an inferno.

A/N: Thanksgiving here. Having a quiet day building a Christmas playlist to write to. Drop a song or favorite holiday trope in the comments, please and thank you.