#asakura shin fluff

[babachira]

life in sakadays

asakura shin x psychokinesis!reader (i'm literally crazy)

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+ unlike shin's accidental awakening of a clairvoyant, you're the product of constant testing. that means you're probably full of not-so-great memories of the place you grew up in where kids were being manipulated into drinking purple liquid and hopefully develop powers, but you're part of sakamoto's family now! hurray!

+ no one suspected that you had an ability at the start. it's not a common occurrence that someone has supernatural powers, but they probably figured out from either a) you pulled off jaw-dropping moves like blocking bullets by launching tables triple your size, or b) they caught you chucking detergent onto the shelves without lifting a single finger. no in-between. heisuke might've got it from the latter.

+ you can lift practically anything, but the heavier it is, the harder it becomes. clearly, lifting hana and playing bird-girl is a lot more doable than shifting sakamoto onto the second floor just because he doesn't want to climb the stairs. aoi-san and lu are also ok, shin and heisuke feel like a little pebble in your hands, whereas sakamoto-san would always feel like you're holding a 5kg dumbbell. it's ok if it's for a second, but any longer and it only starts to ache.

+ "ugh, i have to move all of this because shin refused to do it!" lu would cry out, then not-so-subtly glance at you. "my poor arms have to do this work!" then with a dramatic eye-roll, you'd walk over and swing your arm in an arch, re-arranging all the new ramen packets that sakamoto-san had delivered. lu would envelop you in such a tight hug, "thanks so much! at least someone around here loves me enough to help!" then shin's sulking later only (just a tad!) because lu said that you love her.

+ and so now that your powers were in the clear, you had become such a hot topic in the family. sakamoto wouldn't really make it a big deal because he's always had shin, but he's probably never met a psychic before, so he's a little curious. shin will be gobsmacked because goddamn he scored. a badass partner for free? well, life-threatening issues such as chasing down that bounty on sakamoto's head does come as a fee for everyone, but shin's still grateful that you're there with him. he thinks it's awesome that he has someone else who can kick ass as well as him. maybe even better!

+ he will 100% suggest fighting strategies by combining his powers and yours. because you can't read minds, your plans might be something along the lines like you're the main offence while he's on guard for whatever you tell him. you'd be at the front letting him know (all telepathically, of course) of your surroundings like how many enemies or a rough sketch of the location so that he can use all of that to plan ahead. might get into silly arguments because you ran into some problems, but it's a success most of the time!

+ your powers will absolutely be exploited by sakamoto's family. need a big order to be moved that sakamoto can't be assed to do himself? ok, you're on the job, time to put that mind to work and shift some disgustingly heavy boxes. hana wants to go flying? ok! just make sure she doesn't hit the ceiling, otherwise, YOU might go flying from a certain dad. heisuke wants help carrying fifty bags of buns home? ok buddy, that is not going to be for free though. lu just can't be bothered to work? that's a no.

+ shin might be relieved to know that there's someone else on the team who they can rely on when it comes to mental prowess. sure, his ability is really handy, but sometimes, it can get a bit tiring when it's the only thing that's being used. you might be one of the only other people who really understands him

+ similarly to how shin is limited to a certain radius, your powers are only convenient with things in sight. if it's right in front of you, it's no biggie at all, but if it's to the point where you have to squint and lean forward to figure out what the hell it is you're looking at, that's where your brain starts to melt as you try to get it to move.

+ he's your no.1 supporter all the way. might get into spats with lu fighting for that spot, but everyone knows that he'll do everything he can to ensure your safety and that all your limbs are in place BECAUSE GOD FORBID everyone gets out unscathed

+ because shin can read minds and just sometimes you want to tease him, you and lu would purposely think things like "shin's an idiot!" "nice ass, shin" or "i know you're looking at me" to the point where he comes stomping over, demanding with ears as red as an apple, "stop bothering me about my ass! and no! i was not looking at you!"

+ he really wants to impress you, so you bet he'll exploit his powers to tap into your mind and figure out what you want. let's say you're craving your favourite food, he just so happens to have it delivered to the front of the store at your most ravenous state. at the very beginning you thought it was a genuine coincidence until it started becoming very specific like that extra topping or how many pumps of syrup in your drink. you know now, of course, and shin knows that you know too. he doesn't stop though

+ if shin's your number one fan, hana is for both. she's a big you and shin lover. whenever she sees one of you without the other, she's bound to ask, "where's shin/(name)? are you guys not together?" and honestly, shin's so happy that he's always associated with you. if you're not there, he'd crouch down to her height and say, "it's just me, right now. it'll be the both of us soon, then we can all play together!"

+ seeing you in action has always sent a thrill to his spine. be it good or bad, his instinct to protect you is always the same. he knows you're very capable, very, as he watches you hurl two fire trucks with a swipe of your hands. he's like, "woah . . . wow . . . " he's so impressed and knows that you're not one to mess with. he holds real sympathy to those who underestimate you.

+ obviously, word that sakamoto has a clairvoyant on his team is already out. shin's powers are good, so it's no surprise that people would target him first since he is really useful. unlike that, at the start, you wouldn't be as well known because the sakamoto family all agreed to keep you under wraps just in case people start going for you too. it's only when you join them on more missions that you have to start using your psychokinesis to help, which garners more unwanted attention.

+ shin would definitely hate that. he once saw this sign with your face that had all the pros and cons of your powers in bullet points, and this urge to rip whoever created this to shreds was indescribable. if you already know about the flyer, he'd ask if you always knew. if you didn't, he'd probably keep quiet for a while and confirm it with sakamoto. he'd hate how you're becoming a target when he would much rather it just be him.

+ but seeing you put your life on the line just like everyone else makes him nervous yet so proud. he looks up to you in a way that he's so glad that someone accepted him and that no matter what you went through, you're still pushing through. if you ever get injured, his eyes would fly open, panic rushing through his entire body like an adrenaline rush uncalled for. logic would fade from his mind as he'd hold you and rush through the building for the exit and nearest hospital. there can't be anything worse than losing his family, losing you.

+ if it isn't serious, he'd bandage you up right there and then, staring so intently with all the emotions in his eyes with comments like "idiot, i told you this isn't easy. look at you, getting me to patch you up" or "it stings, yeah? well, you gotta suck it up until we get back home. maybe if you're lucky, i can piggyback you." he stares with so much love, his brows furrowed and jaw clenched, that it lowkey gets you flustered because how can one look at someone so deeply? it's as if he's locked onto your soul and is transmitting his thoughts, despite your inability to read minds, into your heart.

+ but if it's really bad, he'd yell in your face to hang in there and not close your eyes. would beg sakamoto to run as fast he can to get you to the nearest hospital. would refuse to leave your side unless he's physically dragged away and he'd remain stoic for the rest of the week or until you're discharged. not even lu or heisuke would be able to make him crack a smile. hana would barely manage to earn a small quirk of the lip, but unless he's sure that you're ok, he's not.

+ once you're better, he's dashing to you. he's never letting you go, he never ever wants to go through that again, and he'd reprimand you so hard that you genuinely feel bad. he wouldn't go overboard with the scolding, just enough so that you know he truly cares for you. everyone's happy that you're all healed though!

+ you'd try help aoi-san with dinner from time to time. hana would also be there, asking if she can cut carrots with her star-shaped cutter. you'd agree as long as you're watching her and she's so happy! everyone else would probably be downstairs tending to the store until dinner's ready, but when shin comes up a little earlier than the rest and sees you participating in the domestic chores with aoi-san, his heart just swoons. bro is so in love, how does he even show it? he'd look over your shoulder and even if you're doing amazing, he'd tease, "what's that meant to be?" but most of the time, he's like, "looks good. can't wait to eat it."

+ it's a family you'd never trade anything for. the peace you relish in is incomparable and you believe that you owe everyone so much for what they've done. of course, minus the deadly threats that come your way, but it's nothing compared to every positive thing that happens in your saka-family life!!

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OMG I LOVE YOUR WRITING FOR NAGUMO ON VALENTINES DAY PLEASE WRITE MOREEEE!!!! Like if you don't mind the request.. I was thinking like in the future... like the aftermath of the whole fake girlfriend thing and nagumo and Y/n a retired assassin meet again at sakamotos store! :DDD she could be like Hana's teacher or smth idk trying to live a normal life lol

—𝑴𝒊𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏: 𝑯𝒆𝒂��𝒕𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔

⏳,, angst & fluff , one-shot , slight suggestive

. 🕰 You thought you left that world behind—cold missions, whispered secrets, and a certain infuriating assassin, but fate had other plans.

After Sakamoto retired to focus on his life, you soon followed suit, especially after hearing that your dear friend was going to be a father. You had left the world of assassins behind, choosing to live a quiet, normal life as Hana’s teacher.

To be honest, becoming a teacher had never been in your plans. But you had your reasons.

First, you wanted to protect Hana. If anyone ever placed a bounty on Sakamoto’s head, his daughter could be caught in the crossfire. Second, kids were just too damn adorable.

This was what you called paradise, surrounded by cheerful children, including Hana, whose laughter brightened even your darkest days.

Shrugging, you picked out your outfit for the day, settling on something casual. Today, you were going to spend time with Hana, maybe tutor her a little.

Maybe I should get her a toy… you mused. It wasn’t a special occasion, but you simply enjoyed spoiling her. You made sure, of course, that your favoritism didn’t become too obvious in class.

With your bag packed, you headed out, making your way to Sakamoto’s convenience store.

Humming softly, you watched the town come to life around you. Children ran past, laughing as they played. A man stepped out of a shop, adjusting the bag in his arms. In the distance, a couple sat at a restaurant, talking in hushed voices, hands brushing over the table.

The sight tugged at something in your memory.

A mission.

A night.

Yoichi Nagumo.

"I’m sorry, sir and ma��am, but we can’t let you enter unless you’re a couple," the staff member said, their tone firm yet apologetic.

You clenched your jaw, irritation prickling at your skin.

"I already told you—we are a couple." Your grip on Nagumo’s hand tightened, a subtle warning. Nagumo, ever the observer, noticed your irritation but simply smiled at the staff, letting you do the talking.

The two of you stood in the lobby of an exclusive couples-only nightclub. The entire concept was ridiculous, but unfortunately, your target—one of the club's founders—frequented this place. The original plan had been simple, pretend to be a couple to gain access. But neither of you had anticipated just how strict the entry requirements would be.

You had no intention of holding hands, and you were sure Nagumo didn't either—at least, that was until the staff eyed the both of you suspiciously. Without hesitation, Nagumo had laced his fingers through yours, his grip firm, silent reassurance hidden beneath his usual amusement.

You had been caught off guard, embarrassed, even. You had tried pulling away, only for him to squeeze tighter, his message clear: Play along. It’s for the mission.

And so, there you stood, hands entwined, shoulders brushing as you faced the skeptical staff. "If you have proof that you’re a couple, then you may go in," the staff said.

A nerve twitched in your temple. Proof? Proof of what? That you were together? That you were in love?

"Such as?" you asked, voice clipped. "Well, for instance…" The staff hesitated, struggling for an example. You exhaled sharply, patience thinning. You were about to speak when suddenly-

Nagumo tugged you closer.

You barely had time to process the movement before his face was mere inches from yours. His breath ghosted over your lips, dark eyes staring into yours with something unreadable.

Your nose brushed against his, and then—Soft. Warm.

Nagumo kissed you.

Your world stilled.

Your mind scrambled for logic, reason, anything, but all you could register was the heat of his lips, the way his fingers tightened around yours, how effortlessly he melted into the role.

When he pulled away, he turned to the staff with his signature closed-eye smile. "Like this?" His voice was smooth, nonchalant, as if he hadn’t just stolen something from you.

Your first kiss.

You stood frozen, your heart hammering against your ribs. Your cheeks burned, the heat unbearable.

The staff gawked, clearly not expecting that as proof. Nagumo chuckled at their stunned silence. "What? Do you want us to fuc—"

"NAGUMO!" You shouted his name, mortified, and immediately bowed to the staff.

"I’m sorry for his behavior," you said through gritted teeth.

The staff, still flustered, waved their hands. "I-It’s fine… Sorry for doubting you both. You may go in. "You shot Nagumo a glare as you yanked your hand from his grip the moment you were out of the staff’s sight.

"You stole my first kiss."

"Stole?" he echoed, his smirk widening. "I was meant to be your first kiss."

That night, you felt something shift. Your heart betrayed you, drawn to his warmth.

And yet, that was also the night you vanished from his life.

Completely.

You shook off the memory, stomach twisting at the thought.

You had buried that part of your life—him— long ago. Yet, even now, your chest tightened at the mere memories. Sighing, you quickened your pace, spotting the convenience store up ahead.

Sakamoto had recently hired a new employee, a girl. You had been curious about her and decided today was the perfect chance to surprise both her and Sakamoto.

Aoi had texted earlier, saying she’d be out with Hana, which meant more free time for you. You stepped toward the entrance, completely unaware of what awaited you inside.

The automatic doors slid open.

You froze.

Sakamoto stood behind the counter, as usual, but beside him sat a girl munching on pizza, completely unfazed. Shin, his blond hair disheveled, looked utterly bewildered.

But the real shock?

A man, tall and lean, dressed in a red-patterned polo, was choking a pizza delivery guy with just his arm, his grip like iron. The delivery guy wheezed, struggling.

"See? Just like I told you," the black-haired man said, smiling as if he weren’t seconds away from snapping the poor guy’s neck.

"I don’t like lies." His voice was light, playful even, but laced with unmistakable menace as he gave the blonde one of his infamous closed-eye smile.

Shin tensed, raising his guard as the man’s grip tightened. "Nagumo, wait." Sakamoto’s voice was calm but firm while an unfinished pizza laid on his hands.

At his words, Nagumo immediately let go, letting the delivery guy collapse to the ground without so much as a glance.

He turned to Sakamoto. "Don’t tell me you’re going to try to get through this without killing—"

"Chi…?"

The name left your lips before you could stop it.

Nagumo’s entire body stiffened. His head snapped toward you, eyes widening.

For the first time in years, you locked eyes with him.

And in the next heartbeat-

Two arms wrapped around you, pulling you into a crushing embrace. You didn’t know what was happening. Heck, even Nagumo didn’t know why he was acting like this.

The only thing he knew was that his soul ached for you, craved you, missed you.

Every part of him did.

His grip on your clothes tightened, his body pressing closer as if afraid you’d slip through his fingers again. You had once again appeared in his life. This time, he wouldn’t waste the opportunity.

The same day the mission was completed, you had vanished without a word.

And that was the day he had been waiting for, the day he was finally ready to take you seriously.

But he had lost his chance.

And now, fate had handed him another one.

This time, he wasn’t letting you go.

"Huh—" You barely got the sound out before he held you even tighter, silently telling you not to say anything.

"I missed you," he murmured, voice low, raw.

A lump formed in your throat. You weren’t sure what shocked you more—his words or the way your heart clenched at them.

Your breath hitched, hands hovering in the air, unsure of whether to push him away or pull him closer.

He was warm.

Too warm.

And it scared you.

You had spent years convincing yourself that what happened that night meant nothing, that Nagumo was nothing but a fleeting part of your past. But here he was, holding you as if you were something precious, as if you belonged in his arms.

And the worst part?

A part of you wanted to stay there.

"Nagumo," you finally muttered, your voice unsteady.

At the sound of his name, he exhaled sharply against your neck, his grip on you tightening for just a moment before he finally pulled away, but not too far.

His hands remained firm on your waist, his dark eyes scanning your face as if committing every detail to memory. There was something unreadable in his gaze—something raw, something unspoken. You swallowed hard.

"You’re acting like I was the one who disappeared," you forced a scoff, trying to ease the tension, but your voice betrayed you, quieter than you intended.

Nagumo didn’t smile.

For the first time in a long time, the usual teasing glint in his eyes was gone, replaced by something real.

"You were," he murmured.

Your heart lurched. Before you could say anything, Shin’s voice cut through the moment.

"Wait, what the hell is going on here?!"

You flinched, suddenly aware of your surroundings again. Shin looked absolutely dumbfounded, glancing between you and Nagumo like he had just witnessed something illegal. The girl beside Sakamoto continued eating her pizza, watching the scene unfold like it was a drama playing out in real-time, but she too was confused. Sakamoto, who knew everything simply let out a small sigh.

Nagumo finally smirked, his usual playfulness returning as he turned to Shin. "What? Didn’t I tell you? She’s my little runaway."

Your brows furrowed. "I am not your—"

"And now that I’ve found her again," he interrupted, shooting you a knowing look, "I’m never letting her go."

Your stomach twisted.

The weight of his words settled in your chest, a dangerous promise laced with something even heavier—something terrifying.

Because for all your years of running, all your years of trying to forget… You knew.

Nagumo never made empty promises.

. [📜] This is my first time writing a request so I apologize if I wrote something not to your liking. I wanted to integrate some angst to it... But anyway, I'm glad you liked my nagumo fic! :) p.s the header I used from the start is what I imagine you and nagumo's date will be. (Sorry if I published this late since my tumblr has been acting up and it's annoying)

ˏ 「🗝」 Mission: Heartstrings = Missions are usually about strategy and precision, but this one? It’s about emotions—specifically, the unbreakable bond between the you and Yoichi.

The "Heartstrings" part adds a soft, romantic touch, showing that despite all the danger and the years apart, their hearts are still connected. It’s like saying, "Oops, this mission wasn’t just about work… feelings got involved!" It perfectly captures how Nagumo and the reader are tied together, whether they like it or not

Reblogs are highly appreciated, commenting is encourage as I always read comments, they motivate me. Please do not repost on other platforms or translate into other languages without my permission. The idea is mine and purely original, do not steal. Any similarities are purely coincidental unless stated otherwise

[strawberrymochin]

𝐈𝐭'𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐬, 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠!

𝐲𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐢 𝐧𝐚𝐠𝐮𝐦𝐨 𝐱 𝐛𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐫!𝐟𝐞𝐦 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 | ch 1 | ch 2 |

synopsis- Yoichi nagumo has always regarded the decision of sakamoto retiring from being an assassin— very blithe, he considered it was very indiscreet of him to leave all of a sudden for someone he claims he loved. After rion akao’s death and sakamoto’s retirement it was only him left in the JAA. Love? it’s humorous how he'd never understand sakamoto…..or this feeling of care and vulnerability. That's what he thought, until he met you.

series warnings- MDNI, extremely FLUFFY, nagumo gets HEADS over HEELS for reader, NAGUMO is so down in LOVE (wanna cry), baker!reader, ANGSTYYY, comfort, omg sakamoto and shin enjoy teasing nagumo, heisuke as our wingman, explicit SMUT, sloppy kisses, counter sex, unprotected p in v sex, nagumo's DICE, fingering, cunnilingus, wreaking orgasms, semi public(kinda), nagumo CRIES overwhelmed, reader ISN'T AWARE of nagumo’s profession, lots of lies, mentions of assassination exhibition arc, blood, nagumo is ready to tear the world apart for you, order members, omg so much more…. HAPPY ENDING.

w.c- ch 1- 2.7k | ch 2- ytc

trisha's mail- i am insufferable for characters who wear a baby face and kill mercilessly, thus I had to present my new man, my yoichi a fic, since tumblr doesn't has many, am I the only one who's hooked into sakadays?

🍡Ch 1🍡

Yoichi nagumo stood infront of the sakamoto stores, his back heavy with the compact case of his red tainted weapons. His hands were stuffed into the pockets of his brown overcoat, surprisingly warm in contrast to his cold hands he scrubbed clean, washing away the splattered blood from his previous assassination.

His face held a smile. A smile so neat and so polite that it could only be defined as a boastful grin of a liar.

Shall he disguise himself? Maybe play a prank or two…he will be seeing one of his friends started out with, after so long— taro sakamoto.

Nagumo darted his eyes, taking full account of the store, which was small and surprisingly neat. It was a two storeyed building, nagumo criticized the open signboard hung in front of the glass entrance. He, then, scanned inside of the store, smile widening a bit when he found no human presence lingering around. How about he disguises as sakamoto himself, plus it'd be fun to see how his old friend reacts after his retirement.

Entering the store, disguised as sakamoto, he went behind the counter and took a seat he supposed sakamoto might take. Spread out on the counter was newspaper folded messily, a cranky cash register, and some small spreads of candy, snacks and other daily convenience necessities. He picked up on the newspaper pretending to read it as he picked up on the dull sound of approaching footsteps.

A guy with blonde hair, middle partition and some shaggy clothes entered, with a green apron and his name batch pinned over it. Shin was printed on it.

Nagumo noticed. ‘Shin asakura’ and he recognised. The esper guy Sakamoto worked with after leaving the order. He had also heard that Shin had too left being an assassin and joined being an assistant in this store. He searched for a red haired chinese girl, who is also said to have started here a few days ago.

Nagumo waited patiently, subsiding his giggles inside he darted his eyes again on the door seeing a girl enter lazily. Ahh lu shaotang— the other assistant, whose main job is to make pork buns.

He sat quietly pretending to read the newspaper.

It wasn't long until both of them started arguing, making Nagumo's dopamine rush through his veins. With a bang on the counter table, shin whined “sakamoto san, we have to fire this girl!” pointing an accusatory finger on his back over the girl with pink jacket, who didn't cared even a bit.

Nagumo contemplated a little what shall he say? Maybe behave a little out of it, it'd be fun to see both of their stupefied reactions.

“Now, now shin!” He said, “We don't say mean things like that here.” taking both of them by surprise, who aren't able to comprehend how come their boss all of a sudden became so chatty, and started questioning his sudden behaviour.

Its fun, nagumo thought. Why not enjoy it with more spice. “How rude.” He replied to their thread of questions. “I will kill you.”

And this was enough to gawk both of the assistants, enough to let their jaw wide open touching the floor, but before nagumo to have anymore of fun the door opened again and his friend entered, unphased by seeing his doppelganger infront of him.

Nagumo knew sakamoto realised it was him, but I'd be more fun to attack with a knife to shake up both of the assistants even more. But most of all he wanted to see, if sakamoto’s senses dulled over the span of 5 years.

Instantly he pulled out a knife and stuck it in the newspaper sakamoto picked up, which was disregarded by him a few minutes ago. Tearing the newspaper from the middle he saw sakamoto dodge the attack, before getting hold of a cutter, threatening his neck.

He was no less of a deal too, in a blink his gun stayed plastered to sakamoto's head, before sakamoto pulls back the cutter and draws the blade back in. “Long time no see, nagumo.” His glasses gleamed, as his face fat made his voice sound a little thicker than nagumo had heard years ago.

“I see you can still move, Sakamoto!” He said chirpy, before dismissing the disguise, shocking shin and lu. And it wasn't long for them to throw hands at him. Nagumo was right, sakamoto's senses haven't dulled but it has rusted a bit. He wondered how fast he would have thrown his body to the ground, back slammed on the floor and instead of a paper cutter, sakamoto's hand would have adorned his signature gun he never swapped out after graduating from JCC, if he had not retired already.

Who knew the legendary Hitman would chicken out of the game one day in the name of…..love?

And get this bulky. For once nagumo thought to slap his huge round belly to see if the fat ripples through.

After another thread of lies, he was bound on a chair by sakamoto's two assistants, it's not like he can't break apart the rope but he just didn't. “there’s a bounty on sakamoto's head. The reward is one billion yen.”

He explained, as his assistants refused to believe him, but their doubts were soon dispelled as soon as they took down the pizza assassin.

Nagumo only wanted to inform his friend about the bounty on his head. That's why he visited. Or that's what he was trying to tell himself. He didn't quite understand why he visited after so many years….after rion akao died, it was both of them. Nagumo thought since sakamoto is still there it'd be okay. But it wasn't long until he retired saying he fell in love. Sakamoto quitted the order, and eventually wiped his hands of assassination. Without even saying a goodbye. He married and had a child. And nagumo was left all alone. Though he never stopped smiling.

And after 5 years when he learned about the bounty on his friend’s head, he couldn't help but feel a bit odd. What an odd world of liars he lives in?

Akao said she would graduate with both of them. Yet, she didn't.

Sakamoto said he would be there till the end, yet he didn't.

“Why did both of you left me alone?” He wanted an answer, but he never asked. Knowing one isn't alive to answer and the other would just dismiss his question.

He disposed the body of the pizza assassin near the garbage disposal area. He smiled another gleeful smile, before taking out his fist from his coat pockets and rolled the small white dice on the road.

The dive stopped rolling. One dot. Nagumo chuckled. “I wouldn't consider it unlucky…” he said, before dismantling his compact of weapons as a curved blade of an arms length slipped right through his fingers, which ended up landing into the pizza assassin’s fourth and fifth rib.

A shriek of unpleasant screaming rose through the air, and intensified even more as nagumo twisted the blade with his index and thumb. Filthy red splattered over his silhouette, as if the strokes of a frizzy brush from someone who attempted to paint the crimson flowers of death. How sad he will have to pay for his laundry again.

After changing his clothes, which he always keeps a set of two at hand, he set out his foot towards home. He'd a call from the JAA headquarters, Tokyo to attend the next day. Ofcourse he wouldn't want to get any less of sleep.

He knew sakamoto won't kill anyone, and even though he wouldn't show it on his face, the reason sakamoto stopped killing cringes him. If anything love only brings in vulnerability, and loss of power.

And if anything he'd learned all these years being in assassination field, he knew that power is easy to gain than to hold on. He'd seen his friends gaining the very top before falling down from the peak. Except for sakamoto who chose to step down.

Nagumo’s smile lines faded a bit, expression grave, will he too oneday lose all of it? Nothing is certain in life, it flows and changes its direction like a river, ticks away with time and evolves into new colours with each season. However, ever since he joined the order his season of life has always been the same: the fall.

All the dried crinkly leaves fell off years ago, yet no tree has ever sprouted a lively green. The winter keeps snowing, covering the mud with its dusty white, but the spring never comes.

Nagumo kept walking without noticing where his feets were leading him, his head faced down and hands in his coat, eyes simply gazed over the red old tiles, the footpath, and the small black lines dividing each section. At moments of his trance, he felt someone bumping into him.

He would have normally walked away, without bothering to peer at the person, but for some reason he felt a tug on his right sleeve. The person was refusing to let go. A muscle ticked in his arm, ready on first instinct to throw a punch over the face, “excuse me?”

A girl's voice?

Nagumo's body soothed as he turned to take proper account of you. Your one hand was clasping over his coat’s fabric, whereas the other was fumbling the inside of her tote bag.

You take out a hello kitty bandaid and shove it towards him. Confused, Nagumo tilts his head, face has regained its merry rictus.

“Yes?”

“Your hand is bleeding…”

Nagumo's eyes widen a bit as he speculates his hand and then looks at the bright red stain on his coat. Another laundry. He looked at the cut between his fingers, which must have sliced through when he was pulling out the blades. “Is it?” He faked his astonishment.

“That seems to be deep…you should disinfect it right away. How did you get hurt?” You bat your innocent eyes at him, before taking a look at the compact case hanging on his back with the help of a strap looped over his body. Nagumo felt his mouth dry. Well umm how does he even phrase it properly…

“A technician? You carry tools in that?” Nagumo stared at you blankly, as his brain stopped processing his thoughts, “yes” a lie slipped off pretty easily from his mouth. It's easy and convenient to lie.

You bring Nagumo's hand gently, while applying the bandaid, looped perfectly over his cuts, when he doesn't make the move to accept the help. “You should take care of yourself.” You say frowning your brows a bit at him.

“Yeah I will. Thanks.”

You smile at him before turning and taking your leave. Whereas nagumo stayed glued to the spot, watching you disappear among crowds. He peered down his hand, the hello kitty doodles stared back at him. What just happened?

Ever since that incident nagumo has lost half a quarter of his sleep, astir for no reason. Could it be the pressure of the work and the mysterious massacre caused by slur— or could it be him drifting into a relentless void staring at the hello kitty band aid given by you which he, for some ridiculous reason, framed it.

Or it could be for the number of times he visited the same alley hoping to catch sight of your fuzzy white scarf and maybe a hello kitty bandaid to offer…

Why was he even doing that?

Has he gone crazy?

Well, probably he has.

Whatever he was, Nagumo had less time to criticize himself for his sleep schedule or find the reason of trigger to his insomnia. He was on a mission to execute— find the B-grade assassin, who is suspected to have hands knotted with slur— Edo Nakamura.

And surprisingly enough his last sightings were spotted in the same alley nagumo was granted to lay his eyes on your soft frame.

After collecting several pieces of information about Edo’s past from the mission handler, nagumo noted 3 facts about him.

Edo had a history with an illegal orphanage which was later burned down for certain unknown reasons.

His speciality was poisons. He was among the very few male students from the poison department of jcc. After graduation he joined the Tokyo quarters before vanishing into thin air right when the massacre started.

And lastly, he was said to have a sister.

And that specific sister runs her own bakery, which is also somewhere situated amidst the nooks and hooks of this alley.

Edo is suspected of treachery and might have caused the opening to the breaking of the Tokyo headquarters. And from what the papers suggests, it took less than a millisecond for nagumo to come to the conclusion that Edo might have visited his sister before his traces faded.

And that sister might lead to the advantage of revealing the pathway to slur’s so-called puppet ‘Edo’.

‘Little a lot’— was the name of the bakery….and it wasn't a hassle when just a few turns led to the vibrant blue of old summer sky drew him in.

Nagumo thought to himself, what'd this serene peace of blue would look like if he rather tainted it with splatters of chaotic blood.

What if the slow tendrils of this freshly baked bread had a hint of metallic, iron like pungency? His lips creaked as corners turn upwards in a gleaming smile. Shall he force edo’s sister to lure him in here and satisfy the itch of his palm?

‘Clang-dong'

A step echoed as he entered the bakery. It was quiet inside and the owner wasn't seen to be near.

Nagumo swallowed his chuckle. It'd be so fun to break this silent melody with wretched screams. Shall he hide? Oh it'd be very fine to kill them both wouldn't it? the brother and the sister, both? After all, they might feel lonely if one crossed the line of death but the other didn't. Wouldn't they?

‘Clang-dong’

“Oh, a customer! I'm sorry I wasn't around, what would you need si— hey aren't you the guy from the other day?”

“...huh?”

“Is your wound healed now?... don't you remember me? I'm the one who offered you a bandaid that day when—”

Nagumo interrupts, “are you the owner of this bakery?”

“Um yeah?...” You tilt your head in confusion at the black haired guy you met a few days ago. “Do you need something from here?”

“Uh…yeah anything baked you feel’d be the best.” Nagumo answers after a while. What was it supposed to mean? You were Edo’s…sister? The broad plan of executing double murders was long forgotten from his mind, replaced by a dull throb in his chest and ragged breaths.

You nodded your head slipping behind the counter and packing some of the freshly baked blueberry muffins from the oven into the takeout box. Your delicate fingers brushed back your strands of hair, before drawing out a paper bag to proceed with his order.

“That'd be 3,500 yen. I…uh.. packed you blueberry muffins.” You stated, a bit nervously as the huge man kept staring at you with blank eyes.

“...yeah. thanks.” Nagumo handed down the cash to the coin tray on the counter with one hand while the other took his unplanned pakage after shoving his wallet back to his pocket.

Your fingers brushed with his ever so slightly and the dull throb on his chest intensified. He felt delirious, dizzy and unorganised. What was wrong, wasn't he supposed to stop with his bullshit and rather execute his mission?

He didn't stop walking until he was out of the bakery. Or till the some sort of intensified throb on his chest calmed. Only then did he walk back in.

He'd straight go to work. Get the details about edo and—

“You forgot something, Sir?”

Silence.

“Uh…your name?” what the heck? Wasn't he about to ask about edo?

“Y/n. And yours?” You said, shades of faint red painting your cheeks. Your name was so beautiful, he thought.

“yoichi. Nagumo yoichi.”

Back on his way home, he repeated your name several times in several different tones and felt an unusual rush of fervor delight rushing through his veins, similar yet even more intense than when he kills on his missions.

Mission?

Wait? He didn't inquire anything about edo!!!

“What the heck is wrong with me?”

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THE NIGHT BY SOYOU (FEAT. GEEKS) – asakura shin (sakamoto days) x gn!reader, college!au, sfw

genre – fluff word count – ~2,300 warnings – suggestive content synopsis – plans have changed, and to your surprise, both you and your boyfriend shin are staying on campus over winter break. that means the two of you can spend christmas together, and you're excited to have him all to yourself!

Your room has never been cleaner. It’s a small studio, just a little over how much a college student living in Japan can afford, and usually, there’d be piles of clothes hanging on the backs of plastic chairs, plushies scattered across the floor – victim after victim to your devastating tossing and turning during the night –, scrap paper and ballpoint pens lying on every hard surface. But given that your boyfriend, Shin, will be staying with you for a week over winter break, you put in the effort to make your place look somewhat presentable and spacious enough for two people.

It’s not like he hasn’t come over before, but that was at the beginning of the school year in March when you had just moved in, and most of your belongings hadn’t arrived yet. At the time, the two of you barely knew each other; he only came to drop off some soldering tools that Natsuki, your mutual friend, had been holding onto for you, but from first glance, Shin looked absolutely adorable to you, and you knew you couldn’t wait to get your hands on him. After a few months, thanks to many chance encounters on campus and several more deliberate efforts on your end to meet up (mainly never-ending text messages in all-caps to Natsuki demanding he set the two of you up), the two of you began dating towards the latter half of the summer.

That’s why you’re not only excited that he’s staying over, but it’ll also be your first Christmas together as a couple! Throughout the past week, you’ve been daydreaming for hours on end about all of the romantic, cheesy things the two of you can do together – cuddling while watching a movie in the dark, making hot chocolate together, waking early to a white Christmas, the list goes on. But, more importantly, you have a single goal for this Christmas, one that will change the progression and trajectory of your relationship, and you must accomplish it.

You’ll finally convince Shin to make out with you (and maybe do more)!

Aside from teasing pecks and soft smooches, the two of you haven't done more, and it almost pains you to admit that your relationship is still on first base. To be fair, it’s not like you haven’t pressed for more. Especially when the mood seems more heated, you always ask your boyfriend for more, at which he blushes furiously but shakes his head, refusing to give you what you need. 

“I’m too nervous, and I don’t know how to,” he admitted once, begrudging and a little ashamed in tone. “You’re my first, so… I don’t really know what to do.”

At that, you backed off, not wanting to pressure him into doing something he’s not prepared for.

But it’s been months since that conversation, and your impatience is returning ten-fold. You’ve also noticed that, as of late, he’s been staring at your lips more, lightly panting under his breath whenever the two separate from a kiss, hands clenching and fisted at his sides whenever you lean a little too closely, as if he’s resisting some devilish temptation or desire.

Now that you have the chance, you have to ask him again, and if he lets you, you’ll teach him everything he has to know.

The doorbell rings, and you drop your phone down onto the kitchen counter and scramble over to the door. You fling the door open and spring forward, causing Shin to shout in surprise as you hug him.

“Shin!” you chirp, bouncing on the balls of your feet as you release him.

He sets down his duffle bag with clothes, toiletries, and other necessities for the upcoming week onto the ground, while holding onto a small bag with a ribbon tying the handles together. He pecks you on the forehead before shoving the party bag at your direction. “Merry Christmas!”

You can’t help but yelp with delight, hands clapping vigorously, before you take it from him. You look back at him and, with a large, wide smile, ask, “I thought we weren’t going to exchange gifts?”

With a shy sigh, he rubs a hand behind his neck, ears tinged pink, as he explains, “It’s not really a present. Just some goods from back home since you’re letting me stay over.”

“Aw, that’s so sweet of you, Shin!”

You fling your arms around your boyfriend again, embracing him tightly again, and you don’t let him go until you hear him wheezing for air.

Promptly, you let go before turning around and beckoning him with dramatic waves of your arms to follow after you. “Come in! Just make yourself comfortable!”

Shin chuckles before setting his duffle bag next to your bed before joining you in the kitchen. You’re pouring hot milk into two mugs, and he helps you drop marshmallow bits on top to complete the hot chocolate.

As you both sit down at your dining table, you ask him, “Are you feeling alright? I know this is your first Christmas away from home…”

Originally, your boyfriend was supposed to return home, but the weather had taken a turn for the worse, and it wasn’t safe anymore for him to drive home on his motorcycle. It’s quite obvious how much Shin’s family means to him – his phone wallpaper is of his two sisters, Lu and Hana, and he calls his parents every weekend. His brother, Heisuke, along with his pet bird Piisuke, often drop by as well. While you’re excited that the two of you can spend more time together, you’re worried that the tradeoff came at his loss.

Shin glances at you as he blows at the persistent steam rising from his cup. With a shrug, he says, “Oh, it’s not a big deal. The forecast said the snowstorm will clear by next week, so I’ll get home right before New Year’s.”

Despite his nonchalance, you let out a loud wail and bury your face into the crook of his neck. “Don’t worry, Shin!” you declare, though your volume's muffled by his sweatshirt. “We’ll have so much fun together!”

And the evening is fun! As per tradition, the two of you order fried chicken with several side dishes – corn with melted cheese, toasted bread, garlic fries – and chow down while catching up on several movies that neither of you could watch due to endless assignments and deadlines. You also force Shin to do a sheet mask with you, and throughout the 15-minute wait, Shin’s incredibly restless and has to fidget in some way, whether that be bouncing his leg or wriggling his finger or elbowing you in the rib cage. By the time you both are ready for bed, it’s already past midnight – in other words, officially Christmas.

“Merry Christmas,” you giggle as you crawl into the covers.

Shin’s already lying on his back, sprawled across the entire bed, and you take care not to step or press down on him. You hook a leg across his midriff and fold your arms together between your bodies, one hand flattened over his chest directly where his heart rests underneath. His heartbeat is surprisingly slow, though it’s not as abnormal given that he’s athletic and built. Shin has an arm underneath your neck, and his cheek's pressed against your forehead.

It’s tempting to fall asleep – from your shared warmth, the thumping of his heart alternating with yours, the occasional whisper of his breath tickling your forehead. And you do almost give in. Shin’s eyes are closed, and his other hand, which was fiddling with your sleep shorts, is getting lazier and slower in its movements. He might even be asleep at this rate, but unfortunately, you won’t let him rest that easily tonight.

“Shin,” you mutter, patting at his chest lightly, “are you still awake?”

At first, he doesn’t react, and you feel disappointment sink in your stomach. Then, you watch as a corner of his lip twitches until there’s a small, teasing smile on his face.

“What’s up?” he asks through a fit of chuckles. You giggle along with him and get up to peck him lightly on the eyelids.

“It’s Christmas!” you whine, quite emphatically as well. “We can’t just go to bed!”

Your boyfriend rolls his eyes. You ignore it because you know he always gives into your wants anyway. And as expected, he asks, “What should we do then?” 

This is the perfect opportunity, you think. A surge of excitement races through your body, causing you to almost shiver in delight. And so, with your leg that is slung across his waist, you tuck the heel of your foot into him a bit tighter, and look down at him with giddy expectation.

“Well…,” you drawl, “it’s normal for couples to get a little… naughty on Christmas, right?”

Shin immediately blushes, sputtering surprised and flustered noises, and tries to cover up his face. You catch his hand, though, and your hold on him prevents him from pulling away through other means.

“Shin,” you whimper, more desperate than anything, “don’t you want to kiss me?”

The question quite literally gags him, and with a slack jaw, he’s stunned quiet. His eyes scramble around, fastidiously searching your face for a sign of humor or teasing. But you’re totally serious, determined, and he can tell from the slight pinch between your brows.

He sighs, a loud release of air, before he faces away from you. With a muted voice, he admits, “I do.”

You gleam at his answer, and you press your body closer to his, chest to his side, thigh hiked up and over his stomach, arm across his chest. At this point, you’re practically lying on top of him.

“I want to kiss you, too!” you exclaim. But you quiet down immediately and mumble, “I want to kiss you more…”

Shin’s face is now a shade of deep red, heat spreading across his cheeks, ears, and neck. “I-I don’t know how to…”

You press your lips against the bottom of his jaw. You glance up, gauging his reaction, but it seems he’s also waiting to see what you’ll do next. So you continue, making your way up to his earlobe, which you nip at – his breath hitches at it –, before you move horizontally, scattering more pecks across his cheeks and nose bridge.

Then, you take a brief pause. You rest your forehead against his and whisper, “Is this alright?”

“Y-yeah,” he grunts.

With his approval, you resume. You kiss at the arches of his eyebrows, his temples, the apples of his cheeks again. But you feel a burning impulse to do more, so you finally allow yourself to kiss him.

You’re truly on top of him now. Legs straddling him and forearms resting on his chest, you kiss him deeply, putting slight pressure as you mesh your lips against his. Shin responds enthusiastically, hands grabbing at your waist, chin tilting up for a better angle, throat thrumming with broken groans.

When he tries to break for air, you press forward. You lick and bite his bottom lip, to which he weakly gasps at, before interlocking your lips together once more. Your hands have moved up to hold his face in place, enabling you to nibble at and taste his lips until you’re content.

“Breathe through your nose,” you croak as you finally relent, pulling away to get a proper look at your boyfriend.

Shin’s entirely disheveled. His shirt's crumpled and wrinkled, his hair's matted to his forehead, and there’s a dazed air to him in general. He glances at you before huffing, out of breath, “Should’ve said so earlier, idiot.”

You try to contain your satisfaction, but Shin clicks his tongue at you, knowing your internal monologue regardless.

“How’s that for your first makeout session?” you tease, poking at his stomach with an index finger.

Unwilling to give in, he gruffly responds, “Fine.”

You squawk, more than displeased with his response, and you probe even further. “What?! What didn’t you like? Was I too forceful? Did I bite too hard? Should I have added tongue –“

He muffles your mouth with his palm, blush reigniting at your string of questions, particularly that last one.

“No, no! It was fine – actually, fantastic! There, happy?”

You cross your arms and pout. You wanted Shin to enjoy making out with you so much so that he would say it himself, not to simply appease you.

As you’re thinking about what you could’ve done better, you don’t notice the way he stares – practically glares – at your lips. His arms have also slowly wound their way around your hips, and it’s only when he shifts so that he’s sliding up that you’re brought back from your thoughts.

You didn’t realize the two of you were so close again. Now that you’re both sitting up, Shin’s chest is pressed solid against yours once again, and a hand of his rests at the back of your neck, reaching up to hold the base of your head as well. His breath's also heavier, and you gulp, having never seen Shin so serious and quiet, aside from when he’s studying.

Finally, after what seems like several minutes of silence, Shin redirects his glare to you and mumbles, “Merry Christmas,” before he seals the last bit of distance between the two of you, kissing you so deeply, intently, breathlessly.

You squeak in surprise, but the noise gets swallowed up by Shin’s hungry licks and suckling, and the two of you continue to make out, lip to lip, tongue against tongue.

You’ve always known that Shin’s a fast learner, but your heart also sings with pleasure at your boyfriend’s adventuring boldness. The shyness he had once displayed has been replaced with an eagerness that can’t be suppressed for any longer, and as he licks at a string of drool that's only beginning to slide out of the corner of your mouth, you relax into his grip, relinquishing pacing and control over to him.

Somewhere, in the back of your head, you thank your impatience because this is the best Christmas you could’ve asked for, and you wouldn’t trade this moment with Shin for anything else.

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[milabyxz]

Shin Asakura x reader

Where reader became Shin's safe place in crowded places.

You've been working at the Sakamoto store for a while now, and you get along well with everyone. Mrs. Sakamoto is very kind to you, she teaches you how to cook and gives you tips to improve in your desserts.

Lu is always messing with you but you know she cares about you. Mr. Sakamoto is... well, Mr. Sakamoto, man of few words.

And then there's Shin, the blond boy who you didn't get along with at first, always scolding you for every little thing, but then patiently showing you where the new stuff should go. When you cook, he usually tells you that your food looks poisoned, but then his eyes would always water and he finishes his plate very quickly (he admits that your food is good, but your desserts will always have a special place in his heart).

Of course, It's not like he's going to admit it.

One day, Sakamoto decided to take the entire family to the shopping, Lu and Mrs. Aoi are happily looking around clothing stores, Hana drags her father with her to the children's space, leaving you and Shin who looks very uncomfortable. You knew why.

At some point, he had told you about the headaches that caused him crowded places, since his clairvoyance made him dizzy with the thoughts of all the people around him, it was really annoying. you felt empathy for him and walked toward him.

"Are you okay?" You asked worried, his face showed how disturbed he was.

Shin sighs and shakes his head, a frown adorned his face "yeah, it's just too awful hearing- ugh... I hate crowds" he squeezed shut his eyes, his hand went to his head and you immediately frowned. An idea popped in your mind and before Shin could complain when he heard your thoughts, you moved foward right in front of him and your hands moved to his head, covering his ears. At the same time you pushed him toward you so now his forehead was resting against your abdomen

"Shin, If you concentrate on one mind, you can block out all other thoughts?" You asked, and he immediately realized your intentions and closed his eyes, trying now to focuse only on you.

You tried to make your mind go quiet, blocking images and all kind of thoughts so he could get a bit of peace. Your efforts were effective. As Shin focused his mind solely on you, the chaos of the thoughts from the crowd slowly faded away, and he found himself surrounded by a tranquil silence. He nodded gently, indicating that your method was working. The sense of discomfort lessened, and the tension in his body began to ease. Shin let out a sigh of relief. "You're right. Focusing on you blocks out the noise. Thanks..."

'You're welcome' you said in your mind, your fingers started caressing his nape gently, causing his body to relax under your soft touch. Despite being out of the fun of the entertainment center, you didn't mind when it meant protecting him from the headache that people's thought could cause him, and although you would never admit it out loud, you really cared and worried about him.

Better?' You asked in your mind, your fingers brushing slightly his scalp, caressing him as he slowly wraps his arms around your waist, pulling you closer to him.

Shin let himself relax even more, feeling your fingers gently brush across his scalp. It was a comforting gesture, and the subtle touch sent a strange yet pleasant sensation through him. In response to your mental question, he gave a small nod, his head still resting against your abdomen. His thoughts were replaced by a sense of tranquility and he felt a mix of gratitude and something... something more. But for now, he would keep those feelings hidden.

The Sakamoto's had noticed their little moment and immediately knew why it was for, so they let them be. You nodded toward Sakamoto to let him know you will stay there, he nodded back and the family went to walk around the place.

'They left, but I guess we will stay here waiting for them' you thought, warning him.

Shin nodded in acknowledgment, still feeling the comforting presence of your hands on his head. He understood the reason behind the Sakamoto family's departure. They must have realized that it was better to give you two a moment of privacy.

He lifted his head slightly, his eyes meeting hers. There was a hint of vulnerability and warmth in his gaze.

"Thanks for staying with me..." he said softly, his voice barely above a whisper. "You're welcome" you murmured so only he could hear.

Needless to say, Shin never went out without you again. Wherever you went with the Sakamoto family, you both took a moment to step aside and calm your busy minds plagued with other people's thoughts. It was a routine that was established between you two, a kind of tacit agreement. It was as if being with you protected him from the intrusive voices that normally filled his thoughts. And he was so thankful for that..

(English is not my native language so there might be a mistake idk, I'm sorry)

[aeoredellia]

Hiiiii can I make a request??? From a shin fan to another, how do you think he will be around a med student crush??

CHERISH MY LOVE| Shin Asakura

synopsis: Lover boy syndrome gets the best of him.

content: FLUFF

The gym buzzed with the usual energy of practice, the sound of fists connecting with pads echoing throughout the room. Shin, with his athletic build and focused intensity, moved fluidly across the mat, demonstrating perfect form with every kick and punch. As a taekwondo senior, he was the one everyone looked to for guidance. His technique was sharp, and his presence commanded respect. But even with all that, there was something about you that had been on his mind lately.

You, a final-year med student, had recently started attending some of the gym’s training sessions to keep in shape, though you were nowhere near the level of the seasoned athletes around you. You were still learning, fumbling through some of the moves, and trying to follow along with the intensity of it all.

Shin had always admired your determination, the way you seemed so focused, even in the middle of the chaos. But today, for some reason, there was something different about watching you. His gaze lingered a little longer, even as his friends talked, pointing out something about the upcoming match.

He was supposed to be listening, but he couldn’t quite pull his attention away from you. He felt a flutter in his chest—a mix of admiration, nerves, and something else he couldn’t quite define. He tried to shake it off, focusing on the conversation, but his eyes kept wandering back to you.

"Yo, Shin, you zoning out again?" Heiskue teased, nudging him with an elbow.

Shin blinked, suddenly snapping out of his daze. He cleared his throat, trying to act like nothing was wrong. "Huh? No. Just... thinking," he mumbled, brushing a hand through his hair.

“Nah you look preoccupied with beauty” he whispered

“What are you even on about, just give me a damn hair tie” 

Shin’s face flushed at the comment, though he did his best to hide it. He reached into his bag for a hair tie, hands moving faster than usual as Heiskue grinned knowingly.

“You really need to pay attention, man. Focus,” Heiskue added, clearly enjoying the moment.

Shin rolled his eyes, trying to act unaffected, but his mind couldn’t shake the image of you. Even when he tried to refocus on the practice, his thoughts kept drifting back to how beautiful you looked, your brow furrowed in concentration as you attempted yet another move. He’d been watching you more than he cared to admit lately, always from a distance, always too shy to approach.

But today… Today was different. He couldn’t quite pinpoint why, but there was something about the way you were pushing yourself, your unwavering dedication, that made his heart race. Was it the way your hair swung with each movement? Or was it just the fact that you seemed so comfortable in your own skin, even when things were tough?

“Alright, alright,” Shin muttered, trying to steer the conversation back on track. “I’m focused. Let’s go.”

The crisp autumn air sets the stage for another day, whispering through the campus as students hurried between classes, their footsteps echoing on the pavement. Shin, walking with a group of his friends, glanced toward the courtyard, where you sat on a bench, buried in a textbook. He couldn’t help but notice how absorbed you were, your brow furrowed as you studied.

Shin found himself slowing his pace, his eyes following your every movement from across the courtyard. You were completely immersed in your work, oblivious to the world around you, and something about that focused energy drew him in. He couldn’t help but smile to himself as he watched you, though he quickly shook his head, trying to refocus. He had class to get to, friends to meet, but his feet didn’t seem to want to move.

“Yo, Shin, what’s up?” Heiskue’s voice pulled him out of his trance. “You coming or what?”

Shin blinked, a little flustered, and gave a quick nod. “Yeah, yeah. I’m coming,” he muttered, though his feet stayed rooted in place for a moment longer.

Heiskue raised an eyebrow, following Shin’s gaze, and then smirked. “Ah, I see. You’re getting all lost in her world again.”

Shin shot him a glare, his face flushing. “Shut up, man. It’s not like that.”

But Heiskue’s grin only grew wider. “Sure, sure. Just don’t take too long, alright? You’ve got practice later.”

Shin nodded, but as his friends moved ahead, he stayed where he was, trying to gather his thoughts. You hadn’t noticed him yet, and that was probably for the best. It wasn’t like he could just walk over and strike up a conversation. There was something about the way you studied, so absorbed in your books, that made him nervous. What if he interrupted? What if he sounded dumb?

He had always admired you from afar—your quiet determination, the way you carried yourself even when you were tired, the fact that you never gave up, even if you were struggling. Shin had never been good at talking to people, especially not people like you. You were always so composed, so driven. He didn’t want to mess that up.

But as the wind picked up and made your hair flutter slightly, he felt a strange pull. He shook his head again, trying to clear the thoughts from his mind, and finally, with a deep breath, he started walking toward the courtyard.

The moment you looked up and noticed him, his heart skipped a beat.

“Hey,” he said, voice a little rougher than usual. “You, uh... you need a break from all that studying?”

You blinked in recognition, your eyes widening slightly. "Shin?" you said, a smile tugging at your lips. "I didn’t expect to run into you here. What’s up?"

Shin froze for a split second, taken aback by the fact that you knew his name. He had barely said two words to you outside of the gym, and yet, here you were, recognizing him so easily. His heart skipped a beat. "You know me?" he asked, a little more surprised than he intended.

You laughed softly, the sound warm and easy. “Of course, I do. You’re always leading the practice sessions at the gym. I’ve seen you around.” You shifted slightly, eyes scanning the books in your lap. “I’m actually surprised you noticed me.”

Shin’s chest tightened, feeling a little awkward now. “Yeah, I mean…” He rubbed the back of his neck, feeling heat rush to his face. “I’ve, uh, seen you there too. You’re, um, pretty focused.”

You smiled again, a little more warmly this time. “Thanks. I try.”

There was a brief silence before Shin cleared his throat, trying to shake off the surprise. “Well, I was thinking... maybe you want to grab some coffee sometime? Take a break from all that?”

Your expression softened, and after a moment’s pause, you laughed looming around at the papers, the scent of cherries wafting his nose making him slightly warm. “Sure, I’d like that. I could definitely use a break from all this studying.” 

As you both stood outside the coffee shop, the crisp autumn air settling between you, Shin glanced at his phone. His brows furrowed slightly, and he let out a quiet sigh.

“I, uh… I actually don’t have time to stay today,” he admitted, rubbing the back of his neck. “Got practice, and then some other stuff to take care of.”

You nodded in understanding. “No worries. I figured you’d be busy.”

Shin hesitated for a moment, shifting his weight from one foot to the other. He wasn’t the type to stall or second-guess himself, but something about this—about you—made him overthink. Finally, he just pulled out his phone, unlocking it before holding it out to you.

“But,” he said, his voice a little softer, “can I get your number?”

You raised a brow, surprised but amused by his sudden straightforwardness. “So you don’t have time now, but you’re planning ahead?”

Shin exhaled a quiet chuckle, glancing away for a second before looking back at you. “Yeah. Something like that.”

You took his phone, quickly typing in your number before handing it back. “There. Now you don’t have an excuse to forget.”

Shin glanced down at the screen, your name saved in his contacts, and for a moment, the usual serious expression on his face softened. He gave a small nod, pocketing his phone.

“Good,” he said simply. “I’ll text you.”

And with that, he turned to leave, giving you one last glance before heading off. Even as he walked away, he could still feel the lingering warmth of this moment, a small, unfamiliar smile tugging at the corners of his lips.

That night, Shin lay on his bed, staring at his phone. His thumb hovered over your name in his contacts, debating whether or not to text you right away. He had never been the type to overthink things—especially not something as simple as a message—but this felt different.

He exhaled, shaking his head at himself before finally typing:

Shin: Hey. It’s me.

A second passed. Then another. His pulse ticked up slightly as the tiny "delivered" mark appeared.

Then, to his surprise, your reply came almost instantly.

You: Shin? The guy who’s always staring but never talking?

His eyes widened slightly. His ears burned. He sat up, staring at the screen in disbelief. Did you really just call him out like that?

Shin: I don’t stare.

You: Mhm. Sure you don’t.

Shin huffed, running a hand through his hair. He could practically hear the amusement in your words. His fingers hovered over the keyboard for a moment before he finally just went with it.

Shin: You should focus on studying instead of making things up.

You: And you should focus on training instead of staring at me.

Shin blinked. He wasn’t sure if he should be embarrassed or impressed. He could feel his heartbeat in his throat, but instead of panicking, he found himself smirking a little.

Shin: Alright, you got me. Maybe I do.

The three dots appeared, disappearing, then reappearing again. When your response finally came through, it made his stomach flip in a way he wasn’t expecting.

You: Good. I don’t mind it.

Shin stared at the message for a long moment, then let out a slow breath. He wasn’t sure where this was going, but for the first time in a long time, he felt something stir in his chest—something unfamiliar, but not unwelcome.

you: Then I’ll see you at the gym tomorrow.

That night, Shin couldn’t sleep. He lay there, phone resting on his chest, heart still beating a little too fast.

Good. I don’t mind it.

He read your message over and over again, each time feeling his stomach twist in a way that was both unsettling and... kind of nice. He wasn’t sure what it meant, but for once, he didn’t feel like overanalyzing it.

Tomorrow.

[kumasakka]

.𖥔 ݁ ˖ ❝ 𝐄𝐄𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄 ! ❞

⋆.˚ 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆. a.shin x reader .

⋆.˚ 𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘. he laid his eyes on you the first time you stepped into the shop and you were a different kind of beauty .

⋆.˚ 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓. ~0.8k .

⋆.˚ 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓. eesome — (adj.) pleasing to the eye. written to be fluff, kinda plantonic though. f!reader. crack. written in 3rd pov. spoiler - free. safe for minors! crappy writing ( when was the last time I wrote? ). edited.

　BEAUTIFUL. That was the only thought that crossed Asakura Shin's mind as soon as a beautiful girl set a foot into the store, Sakamoto's store, the self-proclaimed no. 1 safest shop in Japan. It was kinda true though with the legendary, ex-hitman Sakamoto Taro working here, assisted by Asakura Shin himself, it must be the safest shop. Well but come back to the present.

His black eyes followed her figure, unfortunately not being able to catch a glimpse of her face and yet he could already tell that she was a different kind of beauty. She wore an old-fashioned white dress, matching her big white hat made out of sinamay that covered her face while she gracefully carried herself in those cinderella high heels through the whole shop.

Shin would bet that she could probably afford other luxuries in those expensive, extravagant shops, so why was she here? Nonetheless he won't judge. After all, here is a pretty customer. As much as he wanted to ask for her number, he didn't dare to be near her, only waiting behind the counter while gripping onto the wooden table with his sweaty hands. God. He wants to read her mind, but he also didn't want to read her mind.

What if she thinks he's ugly? What if she was thinking bad about him in general? No, no. He will not hear those thoughts voluntarily.

"Excuse me?"

Not wasting a second, Shin immediately lifted his head and parted his lips to answer. "W— hi." he stuttered and greeted her with an easy-going hi as if they were good friends. Not once did Shin feel more embarrassed than right now. Oh god. The heck? He shuts his eyes for a second to calm himself down before opening his eyes again. What was your expression? How he would've loved to finally see her face.

"How can I help you?"

"Oh umm... I'm here to pay for my things, but I assumed you spaced out." her voice was smooth.

But he didn't have much time to think about that fact as his gaze sank down to the counter. Right. "S-Sorry..." he apologized, beet red because of the downright embarrassment while taking the scanner into one hand and the other grabbed the items. The silence was loud. His mind was racing with multiple thoughts while he silently hoped to see her face, wishing that she would lift her head anytime soon before she leaves the shop.

And somehow, god heard his prayers. The woman looked up the next moment, the shadow of her hat covered the upper part of her face. His black eyes met stoic, [e/c] ones. Wow. 'Beautiful.' was his thought—the thought he quietly whispered under his breath. And as soon as he realized that he said it out loud, he quickly looked down to your items again, his face red again, too shy to meet your gaze again.

"T-That makes 3.550¥ in dollar!" Shin said.

The sound of bills and coins being placed on the small silver tray and the rustling of the plastic bag being taken into hands echoed in his ears. "...Thank you for your purchase! Please visit us again." it's a line he says everyday, yet somehow it felt heavier than usual to let those daily words out of his mouth today. Shin didn't dare to meet her gaze again, leaving his head down as he waited for her to leave the shop.

'Cute.' ah, seems like he couldn't help himself but peek into her mind to get a taste of her thoughts. Short after hearing her thoughts, he looked up with slightly widened eyes. Did she just call him cute? "Could you please ring this up too?" she asked and placed a cat keychain on the counter, getting out her purse again. Lost in thoughts, he stood there for a while and stared at the woman. Well, he was staring for too long now.

　BEEP !

"Huh?!" Shin blinked rapidly and watched how she scanned the item herself. "W-What are you doing, ma'am?!"

"I helped myself..." she placed the money on the small silver tray again before she pointed the scanner at him and—

　BEEP !

"Ring yourself up too." he cannot take her serious even though her face showed him plain plainness, the keychain already attached to her keys. "You look like this keychain."

"EHHH?!"

'SHE THINKS I'M CUTE?'

© 2024 kumasakka — do not plagiarize , copy , modify , translate our work !

a/n — shin is such a cutie <33

[toyboxterror]

Shin with a Sick S/O Headcanons

Pairing: Asakura Shin/Reader (Romantic)

Contains: Established relationship, gender-neutral reader, slight spoilers for Shin's backstory from the Lab Arc.

Once Shin learned that you fell ill, no matter how light it is, he was visibly anxious since then. His family would notice his agitated behavior and questioned him immediately. After he explained what happened to you, they gave him a suggestion to visit you after the store is closed.

Shin almost never gets sick after becoming an assassin. He trained his immunity to prevent any illnesses from getting in his way from “work” in the old days. The scientists back in the lab also took great care of him when he was a kid, his foster father made sure of it. He barely could remember the times he was physically unwell around them.

Because of his lack of experience around sickness, his family helped him out to prepare before visiting you. Sakamoto suggested to bring you some fruits you might like to eat, Aoi shared her homemade recipes whenever her husband or daughter fell sick, Lu offered her booze because “it helped her forget about her sickness and feel healthy again” (Shin rejected her offer right away), and Piisuke already brought him all the medicines he needed after the family finished their discussion about you. Hana made a drawing of her family wishing you to get well soon and asked Shin to deliver it to you. (You love it so much that you hang it on your fridge.)

Shin would be more attentive to you, he tuned into your thoughts extra closely to find any small thoughts of discomfort so you get to rest properly. He would fluff up your pillows and make sure to tuck you into your blanket properly so your toes wouldn't peek out and catch cold. He would make you wear his baggy sweater or hoodie if you're still cold, it is as warm and cozy as it looks! (He would smile and play along if he caught you pretending to be cold just so you could wear his clothing. He'll put it on or drape it around you while saying “There, there. I got you.”)

His cookings are pretty decent, but they taste more delicious during your sick days. You weren't sure if it's because you were touched by how caring he is or the illness has affected your taste buds, his food almost brought tears into your eyes. (Shin mentally cheered when he read your thoughts about enjoying his cooking, happy that the food turned out well. He promised you that he'll cook more for you when you feel better.)

He would stay close to you as long as he could. If you let him, he would kill time by looking over your things in your room like your books, framed photos, figurines, gaming consoles, etc. while you rest. He loves learning about the stuff you like, it makes him feel closer to you. He would also help tidying up your home. He'll tune into your thoughts when he's away from your room or where you rest, ready to catch any distress thoughts you might have.

The medicines he gave you helped a lot in relieving the pain you were experiencing, but it seemed that it also made it harder for you to sleep. You found yourself in both awake and asleep state. It felt like you're having vivid dreams while being aware of the noises in your surroundings at the same time.

You were sure you're fully awake when you heard a sniffle. You recognized it was coming from your boyfriend, alerting your mind and enough to completely wake you up.

You tiredly opened your eyes and saw Shin hunched over at the book he was holding in his hands. Tears were streaming down from his eyes as he flipped the pages over, too engrossed with the story to notice that you were staring at him.

You tilted your head a little to get a better look of what he's reading. It was a novel about a sappy romance story, with many cheesy lines and cliché tropes. You honestly forgot that you bought it years ago. Your hand slowly reached out to him and rubbed his arm comfortingly. “Shin…” Your voice weakly called out to him.

He jolted at your touch in surprise. He quickly wiped his tears and snot into his sleeves and tried to hide the book from your view before turning back to you with a forced smile on his face, acting as if nothing out of the ordinary happened. “[y/n]! What's wrong? Can't sleep? Do you need anything?”

You could clearly see how wet his eyes were from crying. You wanted to chuckle at his adorable reaction, but you couldn't find the energy in you to do so.

I didn't know he's the type to enjoy these kinds of stories, that's adorable.

He immediately read your thoughts and blushed furiously from getting caught in the act. He coughed and tried to divert your thoughts by putting his hand on your forehead to check your temperature and asked, “A-Anyway, are you feeling any better? Do you want me to cook something for you?”

He would insist on staying over for the night if you don't show any signs of getting better. He comforted you by telling you that it's okay and he already informed his family that he's staying here for the night if you were worried about troubling him any further.

He would sleep in his seat with half of his body resting on the side of your bed or on the floor using your spare pillows and blankets near you. He didn't want to be too far from you, worried that you might need something urgent in the middle of the night. He wanted to be there for you.

If your sickness isn't contagious, you could offer him to sleep together on your bed. He would be flustered when he watched you pat on the empty space on your side, enough for him to lay down beside you. His body would be stiff and scoot away from you little by little, afraid of taking up too much space or crushing your fragile body in his sleep. He couldn't help but overthink about what the worst thing could happen right now. You have to pull him closer to you yourself and hug him tight so he wouldn't fall off from your bed.

[mikiruie]

to do list after midterms:

shin asakura fic (suggestive)

mikey fic (fluff)

reo fic (smut)

[24hlevi]

𝒮𝒶𝓀𝒶𝓂𝑜𝓉𝑜 𝒟𝒶𝓎𝓈 ℳ𝒶𝓈𝑒𝓇𝓁𝒾𝓈𝓉

Updated: 3/5/2024

Who I Write For:

– Akao Akira

– Akao Rion

– Gaku

ꨄ "Is That My Shirt?" ꨄ drabble ; gn!reader ; fluff

→ prompt: "is that my shirt?" from my 2.5k event

ꨄ Gaku W/ An S/o Who Likes To Play Video Games ꨄ hcs ; gn!reader

ꨄ Unravel ꨄ drabble ; gn!reader ; NSFW

→ gaku with a mommy kink

ꨄ Sick!Gaku with an s/o that wants to take care of him ꨄ hcs ; gn!reader

- Kaji

ꨄ Kaji With A Chill & Extroverted S/o ꨄ hcs ; gn!reader

– Mashimo Heisuke

– Uzuki Kei

ꨄ 2 A.M. ꨄ drabble ; fem!reader ; nsfw

– Lu Shaotang

– Seba Mafuyu

- Seba Natsuki

ꨄ How You Met + When He Started Liking You ꨄ hcs ; gn!reader

– Shishiba

– Nagumo

ꨄ Sleep Is Better With You ꨄ drabble ; gn!reader ; fluff

→ prompt ("can't sleep?") from my 2.5k event

ꨄ Stoner!Nagumo ꨄ hcs ; gn!reader ; nsfw

ꨄ How You Met + When He Started Liking You ꨄ hcs ; gn!reader

ꨄ Heart Stealer ꨄ hcs ; gn!reader

→ how nagumo confesses to you who's oblivious that he likes you

– Osaragi

– Asakura Shin

[17020]

GUIDELINES AND POLICIES

TERMS OF ENGAGEMENT

welcome to the cowlings hero agency! before submitting any operations or inquiries, please review the following policies to ensure smooth operations and a respectful environment.

NON-ENGAGEMENT POLICY please refrain from interacting if you are: under 17, individuals who promote hate speech, bigotry, or discrimination, racist, homophobic, transphobic, trump supporter, if you don't have your age in your bio!

CODE OF CONDUCT take into consideration that works may take time to complete due to ongoing commitments. your patience is appreciated! i have the right to decline any suggestion that does not align with my interests, values, or current priorities. some works may involve mature themes. proceed responsibly!

SUGGESTIONS HANDBOOK

FOR ALL AUDIENCES

angst, fluff, crack is welcome. readers of all genders are welcome, though, if not specified, the reader will most likely be female. the love hero mor is genderfluid, so if you want ftm reader or blurbs regarding gender, this is the space for you <3

STEALTH OPERATIONS

stealth ops allows . . . AFAB reader, dacryphilia, hate sex, infidelity, choking, public sex, mommy/daddy, age gap, aphrodisiacs. some other topics may be discussed via queries or dms!

stealth ops denies . . . AMAB reader (im afab and i don’t know how to write it, my works will have a warning if there is afab), non-con, pregnancy, periods, lactation, pegging, vomit, or any type of extremely dark content for the time being.

CHARACTER REGISTRY

YOKAI & PSYCHICS: ken takakura, momo ayase, jin enjoji.

PRO HEROES: izuku midoriya, shoto todoroki, toshinori yagi, shota aizawa, hitoshi shinso, katsuki bakugo.

JAA: shin asakura, yoichi nagumo.

blue lock, kaiju no. 8, and wind breaker works may be found, but the agency is no longer taking operations for those.

[saeist]

masterlist by ads .ᐟ © saeist 2025 ★ a - angst | f - fluff | c - crack | s - suggestive | m - smut

ASAKURA SHIN

bathroom stall . . . drabble | f, c

BAKUGO KATSUKI

what are we? . . . drabble. | f ˗ˏˋcrowd favorite! ˎˊ˗

it’s complicated . . . drabble. | f, a

washing machine 17 . . . drabble. | f

FUSHIGURO MEGUMI

sit down . . . drabble. | f

ITADORI YUUJI

hoops . . . drabble. | f

ITOSHI SAE (#sae x reader)

make a wish . . . drabble. | f

best friend’s brother . . . fic. | 2.3k | f

te amo . . . drabble. | f | personal pick! + ˗ˏˋcrowd favorite! ˎˊ˗

situationship . . . drabble. | a

drunk kisses . . . one shot. | f | personal pick!

college student!sae . . . headcanon

spain . . . drabble. | f | personal pick!

bombastic side eye . . . drabble. | f, c

domestic!sae . . . headcanons. | f

snores . . . drabble. | f

family picture . . . drabble. | f

meow . . . drabble. | f

it's not living if it's not with you . . . fic. | 12.3k | f, a | personal pick!

privacy . . . one shot. | f

happy birthday . . . drabble. | f

to my first . . . fic. | 3.9k | a

distance . . . drabble. | f

see you soon . . . drabble. | f

nonchalant final boss . . . drabble. | f, c personal pick!

jetlag . . . drabble. | f

his world . . . drabble. | f personal pick!

ITOSHI RIN

haunted house . . . drabble. | f

math . . . drabble. | f, c

aftermath of a horror movie . . . drabble. | f

set me up . . . drabble. | f, c ˗ˏˋcrowd favorite! ˎˊ˗

MIKAGE REO

date me . . . drabble. | f

secret . . . drabble. | f, c

NAGI SEISHIRO

doodles . . . drabble. | f, c

hoodie . . . drabble. | f

homesick . . . drabble. | f, a

kiss me . . . drabble. | f | personal pick!

NAGUMO YOICHI

promise . . . drabble. | a, f

life and death . . . drabble. | a, f

too far . . . one shot. | f, c, s | personal pick!

empty canvas . . . drabble. | f, c | personal pick!

comfy . . . drabble. | f, c

help wanted . . . drabble. | f, c

TODOROKI TOUYA (DABI)

jet black . . . drabble. | f

7 rings . . . drabble. | f

touya in saeist's eyes . . . headcanons. | f, c

jealous . . . drabble. | f, c | personal pick!

SERIES

overprotective itoshi brothers lore ── hcs, drabbles. | c

do not repost, translate any of my works.

[sleepynoons]

WELCOME TO @SLEEPYNOONS' FIRST WINTER EVENT!

happy winter, everyone! this time of the year's always packed with tons of emotions, highs and lows, cheers and tears, so the following 12 pieces (each being at least ~2,000 words) will span a range of genres, aus, and relationship dynamics based on a few of my favorite winter songs! i'll be writing for various characters and fandoms as well, so hopefully there's at least a story or two that you're interested in! if you would like to be tagged, shoot me a message via my ask box with your @. word count and warnings will be updated throughout the following weeks.

otherwise, stay warm, get a nice steaming cup of your favorite drink, and cozy up! (also, some tissues, just in case.)

edit: this event has officially wrapped up! thank you so much for all of your support! you can read my thoughts on this event here.

❆ ͙͛ DECEMBER 1 – TIP TOE BY HYBS higuruma hiromi (jjk) x afab!f!reader, post-canon!au, nsfw / 18+

genre – fluff, smut word count – ~2,900 warnings – manga spoilers, brief sub!higuruma, oral (giving), body worship, marking, edging, cum eating, praise kink synopsis – it's been weeks since the last time you and your husband have spent quality time together, and now that it's christmas, the two of you can finally spend an intimate evening together.

❆ ͙͛ DECEMBER 4 – ONLY BY LEE HI jing yuan (hsr) x gn!reader, modern!au, sfw

genre – fluff, angst word count – ~2,100 warnings – mentions of emotional cheating + divorce synopsis – although it's been years since your divorce, some part of you is still afraid to be in a relationship again. what does it actually mean to love someone, and are you capable of it?

❆ ͙͛ DECEMBER 7 – WONDER BY ADOY aizen sosuke (bleach) x afab!f!reader, modern!au + arranged marriage!au, sfw

genre – angst word count – ~2,000 warnings – n/a synopsis – aizen sosuke's the heir to the largest pharmaceutical company in japan, and you're his arranged wife. but your wedding oaths mean nothing when he doesn't love you and won't even look your way. unfortunately, you can't contain these feelings of yours for much longer.

❆ ͙͛ DECEMBER 9 – YABA BY FUJII KAZE umemiya hajime (wbk) x gn!reader, sfw

genre – fluff, angst word count – ~3,000 warnings – characters aged up, references to previous toxic/abusive romantic relationships, description of physical injuries, overstimulation synopsis – you and umemiya rarely fight. but a problem's been brewing for a while now, and it's finally hit its boiling point. is this the end of your relationship?

❆ ͙͛ DECEMBER 13 – THE NIGHT BY SOYOU (FEAT. GEEKS) asakura shin (sakamoto days) x gn!reader, college!au, sfw

genre – fluff word count – ~2,300 warnings – suggestive content synopsis – plans have changed, and to your surprise, both you and your boyfriend shin are staying on campus over winter break. that means the two of you can spend christmas together, and you're excited to have him all to yourself!

❆ ͙͛ DECEMBER 18 – DIE 4 YOU BY DEAN kurapika kurta (hxh) x gn!reader, lovers to enemies!au + canon divergence!au, nsfw / 18+

genre – angst, horror word count – ~4,300 warnings – manga spoilers, graphic descriptions of gore/blood/human anatomy, murder, references to body dismemberment, violence, major character death, slight suggestive content, explicit language synopsis – kurapika's methodical, thorough, determined. there are very few things that can throw a wrench in his plans. for instance, he doesn't expect you to get in his way. at all.

❆ ͙͛ DECEMBER 20 – ALMOND EYES BY CLAVITA oikawa tooru (hq) x afab!f!reader, nsfw / 18+

genre – fluff, smut, crack word count – ~2,100 warnings – facetime/phone sex, sex toys (vibrator), overstimulation, mutual masturbation, slight exhibitionism, slight hand fetish synopsis – the two of you have managed to find balance in your long-distance relationship, but it's been especially challenging this time around, after having been separated for several months. it doesn't help that your boyfriend's being particularly evasive about his return for christmas, and you're at a loss as to what to do.

❆ ͙͛ DECEMBER 24 – SANTA TELL ME BY ARIANA GRANDE sunday (hsr) x f!reader, guardian angel!au + college!au, sfw

genre – fluff, angst word count – ~2,700 warnings – explicit language synopsis – to put it quite simply, you have horrible taste in men. you're more than aware of it, so this year, you really, really, really want santa to hear you out because god definitely hasn't. but what you don't know is that someone does love you very dearly – you just can't see him.

❆ ͙͛ DECEMBER 25 – ALL I WANT FOR CHRISTMAS IS YOU BY MARIAH CAREY neuvillette (genshin) x afab!f!reader, nsfw / 18+

genre – fluff, smut word count – ~3,100 warnings – age gap, lingerie, oral (receiving), fingering synopsis – it's your first winter with neuvillette, and where you grew up, it's customary to celebrate by exchanging presents, eating delicious food, and spending quality time with loved ones. even though neuvillette is overwhelmed with work at the moment, you're excited to surprise him.

❆ ͙͛ DECEMBER 27 – ON THE DRIVE HOME BY NIKI hanma shuji (tr) x gn!reader, sfw

genre – angst word count – ~2,100 warnings – explicit language synopsis – you know it, he knows it. it's just that both of you are too complacent, so you're playing this waiting game. stuck in the middle of a snowstorm, in a car, you're face-to-face with the notion that your relationship is really coming to an end.

❆ ͙͛ DECEMBER 28 – SHIAWASE BY OMOINOTAKE miya atsumu (hq) x gn!reader, sfw

genre – fluff word count – ~2,200 warnings – explicit language, slight suggestive content synopsis – atsumu is forced to articulate all the ways and reasons for why he loves you, which he thinks is ridiculous because there's no end to the list. little does he know, it's his voice, not his words, that fail him.

❆ ͙͛ DECEMBER 30 – LOVERS' OATH BY CHEN YU-PENG diluc ragnvindr (genshin) x afab!f!reader, nsfw / 18+

genre – smut word count – ~2,400 warnings – unprotected sex, fingering, thigh riding, riding, pussy job, creampies, multiple orgasms, husband/wife kink, praise kink, biting, squirting, lingerie, allusions to marathon sex synopsis – your wedding with diluc was a small, intimate event, just between the two of you, the officiant, close friends, and a few notable business partners. and you're glad, because you have more than enough energy to make the most out of your first night together as a married couple.

[aeoredellia]

AEOREDEILLIA MASTERLIST FOR FLUFF CONTENT

(scroll down below for smut)

My Hero Academia_ katsuki Bakugo

Not that he cares

Love Doctor

Animal Lover

Sakamoto Days_ Shin Asakura

Cherish My Love

One piece_ Sanji Vinsmoke

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Attack On Titan_Armin Arlert

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My Hero Academia_Eijirou Kirishima

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2. AEOREDEILLIA MASTERLIST FOR SMUT CONTENT

My Hero Academia_katsuki Bakugo

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Sakamoto Days_Shin Asakura

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One Piece_Sanji Vinsmoke

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Attack On Titan_ Armin Arlert

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My Hero Academia_Eijirou Kirishima

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Attack On Titan_Levi Ackerman

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Bleach_Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez

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[toyboxterror]

Sleep Interlude

Pairing: Shin Asakura/Reader (Romantic)

Summary: You had a nightmare about Shin, and he happened to be there to comfort you.

Contains: Gender neutral reader, no pronouns used for reader, pre-prison arc, mentions of a major spoiler in the prison arc, post-relationship, hurt/comfort, fluff.

You watched his back with tears in your eyes. Your hand reached out to him, but he's only getting farther away, as if he was determined on whatever that was set in front of him more than you.

You opened your mouth to call out to him, but your voice failed to come out. You felt invisible weight wrapped around you, trying to drag you down and slowly suffocate you. You struggled to breathe.

You knew your efforts were in vain, but you kept weeping and screaming his name in silence as you clawed on the ground until your fingers bled, desperate for him to hear your silent cries as you struggled for air.

With tears blurring your visions, blood on your fingertips and hopeless screams, you could only watch him slowly vanish from you. And there was nothing you could do about it.

“[y/n]?”

You felt a hand shaking on your shoulder and you opened your eyes. The first thing you saw was a pair of blue eyes that you loved so much and looked back at you in concern. Your eyes scanned your surroundings in confusion, almost feeling unfamiliar with the room you were in until the memories flooded back into you.

You were terrorized by the same nightmare every night for a week straight. It felt so real, you never felt this scared from a dream before. It frightened you so much that you felt paranoid whenever you're alone, so you sought out your boyfriend and he gave you a suggestion to sleep over at his place for the night.

You looked down at your hands and they're already clutching on his shirt tightly. You realized what you were doing and that it was all just a dream. You finally calmed down and let go of the fabric.

“I'm sorry,” you muttered apologetically and smoothened the crumpled part of his clothing. “I had that nightmare again.”

After seeing you breathe normally again, Shin began to relax and let out a small sigh of relief, but his worry still remained in his expression.

“It's alright. That bad, huh?” The blond whispered, not wanting to wake up the rest of his family who was still sleeping soundly in the next room by speaking too loud. “I don't want to force you, but don't you think talking about it might help you? You never told me what your nightmare was about, you only said that it was the same one every night…”

You attempted to recall your dream. You already forgot most of it, but you still remembered clearly how your boyfriend walked away from you without a second thought, ignoring all your cries and screams. You groaned and buried your face into his chest, regretting that you're still able to remember it.

“You were leaving,” you replied with your voice muffled against his chest. You felt Shin wrapped his arms around you and caressed your head gently. “I dreamed of you leaving the Sakamoto's Store.”

“Oh? To where?”

“I don't know,” you felt your heart aching and gripped on his clothing again, afraid of him slowly vanishing just like in your dream. “You just disappeared and never returned.”

Ding.

He read your memories as you tried to recall the bits of your dreams. It broke his heart to see you upset like this, especially by the thoughts of him hurting you. He knows your love for him is genuine, but he's still surprised by how deep it is, to the point that the thoughts of him could upset you this much. He never likes seeing you in distress, but at the same time, he felt (guiltily) reassured by it.

He pondered in silence as he traced his fingers on your back absentmindedly. His movements felt awkward, as if he was unsure how to comfort you, but you appreciated the gesture. You only snuggled into his chest even further, greedy for more of his body warmth.

“I don't see a reason why I want to leave the store,” he began to speak after some time, still in a low voice. “I got everything I need here. I have my family, and I have you too.”

His other hand didn't stop stroking your head gently as he reminisced about the past. He still remembered how he entered Sakamoto's store for the first time like it was yesterday, how giddy he felt to receive his name tag. He was excited to get to work beside his long time partner and idol, and before he realized it, he became a part of the family. A family that is important to his life and willing to fight to death for.

“Lu can be annoying sometimes. We quarrel a lot. She always uses my apron and gets it dirty on purpose! Seriously, the stain from last week is hard to get off.” He rambled, slowly grew irritated at the image of the red haired young girl winking at him and stuck her tongue out to mock him.

Pfft. You held back your giggles. Shin felt a tug on his shirt and remembered his purpose. He finally calmed down before continuing, “but I know she cares about me a lot. I remember how she bawled her eyes out and wouldn't stop apologizing when I saved her from a kidnapping. Even though we argued a lot, she is still like a family to me. I will save her again and again if she ever gets into trouble another time.

“Heisuke… isn't the brightest person in a lot of times,” said Shin as he sweatdropped. “But he has good intentions and is a great friend. Someone needs to watch over him sometimes, so I can't just leave the store like that.

“I have a lot of people that I cherish here. Hana, Mister Sakamoto, Miss Aoi…” You felt his lips pressed against your head softly. “And of course, you too. I wouldn't trade the world for you and my family. So don't worry about me leaving. I'm the happiest to be here, I will stay here as long as I can.”

After hearing his explanation, you could feel the heavy weights and anxiety lifted from your heart. You were surprised at how effective his words were. You managed to calm down for once in what it felt like forever.

“Thanks, Shin.” You breathed out in ease. “Gosh. That actually helped me, like… a lot.”

Shin hummed in response. “I'm glad to hear that.”

After that, neither of you spoke another word. It was your turn to feel awkward, unsure what to say next besides thanking him. You shuffled a little in his hold nervously. When you thought about the whole situation once more with a clearer mind, you suddenly felt ridiculous with the whole deal. Why would you think that he would ever leave not just you, but his own family? You felt embarrassed. You wished you were buried into the ground right now so Shin could never see you ever again–

“It's not embarrassing.” You blinked in surprise when Shin cut off your train of thoughts. You keep forgetting that your beloved boyfriend can read your mind easily. “You're worried about me, and I appreciate that. It's normal for a couple to worry about each other, right? I'm happy that you come to me and I get to help you this time, instead of keeping it all to yourself.”

You smiled at how attentive he was, even though he couldn't see it with you still pressed against his chest. “Yeah, you're right. I just don't know what to say… I'm tired, but I don't want to sleep just yet,” you huffed. “I'm scared of getting another nightmare. What if I dream of you turning into a cat and I never found out about it? It would be horrifying!”

You heard him snort at your response, then felt his body shift and moved one of his arms away from you. You looked up and watched him sit up to reach for something on his nightstand.

“I got Infinity Mirror for my Switch yesterday. It's the game that you loved so much, but I still haven't progressed much. Wanna play it together with me?” He asked. He grinned as your face lightened up at the mention of your favorite game, knowing how much you loved it because you talked to him about it almost all the time.

“Infinity Mirror!? Duh! Of course I want to!” You beamed at him and shook his arm excitedly, as if Shin just presented you with precious gold. “First things first, as a beginner player, you have to watch out for…”

You forgot about your worries and began to ramble joyfully to your boyfriend about how to play your favorite game. Shin happily listened while playing the game for you in the quiet night, with only noises and music coming out from the console to accompany you.

You were grateful that Shin was willing to stay on your side, and Shin was thankful that you still love him despite everything.

[toyboxterror]

On Little Cat Feet

Pairing(s): Shin Asakura/Reader

Contains: Gender neutral reader, no pronouns used. Pre-established relationship. Bad grammar, English isn't my first language. Wrote it for sillies, don't take it too seriously.

Summary: Shin was turned into a cat, and no one knew.

If you didn't like cats before, you sure do now.

Your eyes sparkled when you saw a fluffy and round yellow cat on your doorstep. You were on your way to visit Shin at his workplace, but the cat didn't seem want to leave you. He keeps meowing loudly at you and pawing at your feet, seeming like he was begging for something

You scooped him up in your arms and make your way to Sakamoto Store. You couldn't resist his adorableness, so you brought him with you. It's not like you had a choice (you did). You totally weren't excited to show off the ball of fluff to your friends (you obviously were).

The cat rolled his eyes, but you didn't notice it.

Lu squealed at the sight of the cat. She looked more excited towards the cat than you were. She grabbed the cat from your arms and hugged it tightly.

"Mrow...!?" The cat panicked. He tried to escape from the girl's strong grip, but neither of you noticed it.

You looked around the store, searching for a certain blond man while Lu was busy burying her face into the cat's fur. The cat had given up from his struggle and went limp, letting the girl did her thing.

"Where's Shin?" You asked as you sat beside her behind the counter.

Lu stopped rubbing her face onto the poor cat and loosened her grip. He took his chance to wriggled his way to freedom and jumped onto the counter. He meowed loudly again at the two of you, almost sounding like he was crying, but you took it as a sign that he wanted attention and pet him.

Lu huffed in annoyance, "I don't know! We were supposed to watch over the store while Miss and Mister Sakamoto attended the parent-teacher meeting with Hana. Shin had to grab some groceries, but he hadn't come back since this afternoon."

The cat wailed, even louder if it's possible. "I'm here!" He cried in cat language, "I'm right infront of you!"

On his way to the grocery store, he was ambushed by an assassin who found out his relationship with the infamous legendary ex-Assassin, Sakamoto Taro. But they threw a strange potion at him and managed to get away when they knew they couldn't beat him, which led him to... this. Your house happened to be close to the scene, so he hurriedly came over, hoping you could help him. Unfortunately, you were unable to understand him.

"Did you say Shin was missing?"

Just as Lu finished speaking, Sakamoto arrived with Aoi and Hana following behind him. "Oh dear, I hope he's alright..." Aoi said worriedly. Hana ran towards Shin excitedly and hugged him. "Kitty!" She aquealed.

Shin's energy was drained from shouting at you and Lu all day, so he just accepted his fate. He didn't have the heart to sadden his little sister anyway.

Lu smiled brightly at them, "Welcome home! Yeah, but no worries. He's probably slacking off somewhere."

Sakamoto pondered for a while before replying, "I doubt it, but I'm sure he is fine."

Shin isn't the type to slack off from his job, but he believed he's alright somewhere out there. He is strong. But Sakamoto still imagine snapping his neck at the thought of him slacking off.

Shin was terrified. His fur was standing up in vigilant, and he jumped out from Hana's grasp out of fear. He ran to you and curled up into your lap, hoping you would protect him. You were confused at his sudden behavior, but let him stay on your lap. Some of his fur started sticking on your clothes from how clingy he is, but you didn't mind. At all. You see it as a blessing from the angels.

Hana giggled and pet the trembling, scared cat, "the cat likes you a lot, [f/n]!"

Lu stared at the cat closely and sweat dropped, "doesn't he look a bit like... Shin to you?"

"He does, doesn't he!?" You answered eargerly and scratched the cat's head, "that's what makes him soooo much cuter! You're the cutest, aren't you, boy!?"

Lu showed a slight disgust on her face. More like ugly and irritating. She thought to herself. She doesn't understood your infatuation for him.

She reached out her hand to join you and Hana in petting the cat. But Shin, who still has his mind reading abilities, glared at her and hissed. He swatted her hand away with his fluffy paw, turned his head away from her as if letting out a 'hmph!' and burried himself further into your lap.

The red haired girl was hurt, utterly heartbroken at the feline's response.

She watched Shin being showered by yours and Hana's attention, then looked down sadly at the hand where the cat swatted her. "Aww... He doesn't like me anymore."

Shin jolted awake from his bed in the middle of the night, beads of cold sweat rolled down from his face. He looked down and saw his hands. Normal human hands. His hands weren't covered with fur, and there were no toe beans in sight.

He sighed in relief. It was just a dream...

He heard a rustle beside him, and he was suddenly alert.

"Hnrgh... Shin..."

He looked over and his heart stopped. It was you. You were sleeping beside him. No, he was sleeping beside you. In your bed. In your room. Just the two of you.

You two had bumped shoulders, your hands brushing against each other but never had the courage to hold them, but the both of you were never this close before.

Your hand roamed around the bed, searching for the familiar fluff. You frowned and grumbled in your sleep, "kitty... Shin..."

Shin's tensed body relaxed at the sight. It seems that you took him home with you when he was still in his cat form. He was still dreaming. At least, that was what he believed. Having you this close to him didn't feel real to him.

He lay back down and let your hands find him. When you found the warmth of his body, the corner of your lips turned upwards in satisfaction and snuggled closer to him. Your arms were wrapped tightly around him, not wanting to let him go. Shin closed his eyes, bathing in your touch.

He hoped to be able to enjoy the rest of the dream with you in it a little while longer.

Author's Note: Inspired by my conversation (rambling) with Jas ( @jasminerva ) about kitty Shin. Thanks bestie 🫶